"Please, Mikasa, I want you..."

Mikasa tried to close her eyes again. It was already the third time that Eren had come back to her this night, and each time he was even more insistent than the last. In their bed, he did not cease sticking to her by begging, the hands wandering and the sex hard like a rock. The more she pushed him away, the more he came back, and she just hated it.

"Eren, I'm tired..." she said, trying to ignore his caresses.

"But you just have to spread your legs," he tossed, forcing her to turn around. "You won't have any effort to make, I'll manage..."

But the young woman had a movement of recoil and tightened her legs. "I said no…"

"But not for long, I promise. Just for me to spurt and we won't talk about it anymore !"

"I don't want it…!"

The young man turned on his back, grumbling, a little offended by her refusals. "Then give me a blowjob...?"

But Mikasa sighed more loudly, fed up with his relentless harassment. "Eren, I told you I didn't want it… Now drop it, please !"

"Come on...!" He huffed and crossed his arms over his pecs with the attitude of a temperamental child. "We haven't done anything for weeks ! What's going on with you ? I'm super hard for days, I can't take it anymore. I need to fuck, Mikasa...!"

The young woman pulled the covers over her shoulder, as if to better protect her body from him, even if it was useless. "Then why don't you jerk off if you're so itchy...!" she kicked off while running out of patience. "I just want to sleep."

"I'm not going to jerk off when I have a girlfriend I can fuck with ! I just need five minutes, not a single one more. Come on ! Please !"

"Except that I don't feel like it right now, Eren ! So, for the last time, leave me alone, please...!"

"No shit, Mikasa, at least give me a hand job ! I won't say anything more after that, I promise. Empty my balls... Please, just a wanking, it's all that I ask...!"

Seeing that she couldn't get rid of him, Mikasa preferred giving in. She knew him very well and when he was like that, there was not much to do but give him what he wanted to have peace. So, she turned to him, her face devoid of any emotion, and ran her hand down his abs to do as she was told. As usual.

No need to touch him to realize it, Eren was hard like a donkey. She hardly touched him that he began to moan instantly, visibly satisfied by her approach.

"Yeah, go ahead, take it," he threw eagerly, his voice broken by his desire. He lowered his underpants to give her more room. "Jerk me off, Mikasa."

So, Mikasa did it. Without much conviction, she moved her hand up and down his hard shaft, completely sealed off from the pleasure she was giving to the man who shared her bed. Her movements were monotonous and mechanical, totally in adequacy with the detachment and the displeasure which she felt in this moment.

Eren moaned noisily and moved his pelvis by instinct between her fingers, disturbing her in her own comings and goings. She understood that it was necessary that she tightens harder, that she rubs faster, motivated by the only goal to be able to return to sleep as quickly as possible once he would have cum. So, she accelerated the pace, despite her aching arm, and he suddenly stopped moving, grunting like a beast as his cum spilled out without warning. Having positioned himself a little earlier on the side and facing her, he sent all his hot and sticky semen on her belly with a certain pleasure to mark her in this way.

Freed from her drag, Mikasa turned over on her back and froze in disgust when she felt his semen dripping down her sides with each of her breaths. She clenched her jaw, affected by this gesture which she found disrespectful to her, annoyed that Eren did not seem to consider her request not to ejaculate on her as he had just done.

As he readjusted his boxer shorts with a satisfied look, Mikasa got up from the bed to go to the bathroom with a quick step. She closed the door behind her and took several sheets of toilet paper to wipe herself and, without realizing it, was suddenly overcome with sobs. She continued to clean herself, almost blinded by her tear-filled eyes, before finally flushing everything down the toilet and collapsing to the floor in deep despair : this was clearly not the life she wished.

With her head in her hands, she realized at that moment that all she wanted was to run away to Annie.

Annie couldn't get enough of their lovemaking. Lying on her back, she was sucking on the genitals that were offered to her face. Pieck was swaying her hips moderately, hung to the bars of the headboard, moaning while the blonde clutched her buttocks to accompany her movements against her mouth. She accelerated the rhythm, vibrating under that nimble tongue before ceasing all movement to stiffen suddenly, the body traversed by a wave of pleasure which fiercely shook her legs. Without trying to control her scream, she let herself cum fully, Annie's arms encircling her loins to keep her against her mouth as new streams of wetness flowed over her chin. They were both smiling, panting, and satisfied.

When the muscles of her thighs stopped trembling, Pieck made it clear to Annie that she could release her to let her get comfortable. So, the brunette slowly straightened up on her knees and cautiously stepped back, her legs wobbling, her eyes clouded by the orgasm.

"Holy shit !" she exclaimed suddenly, letting her pelvis fall back onto Annie's. "You're way too good at that...!"

Annie wiped her mouth and stood up slightly, leaning on her elbows. "I have a good partner, that helps."

Pieck couldn't help but smile despite her difficulty to catch her breath and placed a hand on her stomach, tracing the curves of her abs with her fingertips. "Mikasa doesn't know what she's missing… It's really a shame..."

Annie felt her stomach tingle at hearing her name and instinctively turned her head to her phone before frowning. "Oh, she does..." she said in a breath, her hands stroking back and forth along the brunette's thighs. "But it's not for lack of trying to give her more though. Too bad for her. Fuck her anyway."

Pieck slid her hands over her partner's breasts before moving up to her neck. "Don't be so adamant," she murmured as she leaned down to offer her lips. "We both know you've got her under your skin."

Annie watched her for a moment without blinking before finally accepting the offer of her mouth. While kissing her tenderly, she joined her hands behind her back and held her close, forcing the brunette to lie down on her chest. Pieck let herself do, feeling the embrace tightening on her like an indirect request of affection. She readjusted her position to be more comfortable and gave her a hug, slipping her hands under her shoulder blades to cling to her.

Annie let out a satisfied moan and nestled her head in the crook of her shoulder, savoring the softness of her breasts against hers, fantasizing that this body might one day be Mikasa's.

"I hate it when you're right."

Mikasa took advantage of waking up alone to give herself a few more half minutes in bed. Eren had gone to work, and she had to admit she was... relieved ; it was becoming more and more difficult for her to share her bed with him without feeling anxious. Lying on her side, she grabbed her phone and looked at her notifications ; a few texts from friends she didn't feel like answering and, of course, Annie who was still ignoring her. She put her phone back on the bedside table with a sigh and gently rolled onto her back, exhausted, her head spinning. She had been thinking so much since days that today she was in a second state, lethargic, wanting for nothing.

All her thoughts were clouded by her relationship with Eren, and by the lack of contact with Annie, who she missed terribly. She closed her eyes, her stomach in knots ; she bitterly regretted the words she had said to her. They had been obnoxious, immature, and not at all representatives of what she thought in her heart. So, of course she didn't want Annie to accumulate relationships outside their own. Because the more outside stimulation there was, the more likely it was that she would fall for someone else. Mikasa knew that, and she couldn't stand the idea at all. Still, she wanted Annie to be happy, but as selfish as it was, she didn't want her to be happy with anyone else either.

She struggled to swallow. She knew that she was coming across as a profiteer, shamelessly cheating on her boyfriend, and using a girl who loved her to get everything she wanted from her. It was true, and at the same time, it wasn't. She was aware of the harm she was doing around her. She wanted it to stop. But she didn't know how to make it cease, and with as little pain as possible. Eren may have been unaware of what was going on behind his back, he too was feeling the backlash of Mikasa's misadventures.

She clenched her jaw as she thought about her life with him. How things had been slowly but surely deteriorating between them for several months already. Today, and this also corresponded to the fact that Annie was gone, Mikasa was having a hard time getting close to Eren and sharing intimacy with him. Worse, the very idea of making love to him was becoming harrowing. She felt as if she was back at the beginning of their relationship, feeling the effects of her lack of desire again.

Indeed, between the young man and her, their sex life had always been more or less catastrophic. Firstly because it had started late for Eren, and far too early for Mikasa. Secondly, well, because their first sex had gone very badly. Mikasa didn't feel ready to take this intimate step and had only forced herself to satisfy her boyfriend, but it hadn't really worked for her afterwards. All their intercourse was painful, but also mixed with a deep sense of embarrassment and shame. Like she didn't want to perform oral sex. Nor anal sex either. She didn't want 'weird' or 'humiliating' positions. Not being tied up. Not having intercourse outside. Not anywhere but in bed, for that matter. Not during her period. Not without being clean... and then, besides all that, they shouldn't make any noise either and not to look at each other in the eye... which had frustrated Eren very, very much and created a number of conflicts around this subject between them. The young man didn't understand all these conditions, which he found abnormal and annoying, and hadn't really bothered to respect the feelings his girlfriend might have. Indeed, Mikasa was not his first, and he was not used to things being so complicated for such a simple act.

But all of this had once again reinforced Mikasa's resilient behavior, and she had once again given in to his whims in order to please him and not scare him away. All this, until it became a habit. But, even if she didn't have these resentments today, she still didn't want to have sex with him any more than she did then. She had just formatted herself to what was expected of her, and, in the end, she had stopped asking questions to do what she had to do. That was just the way it was, and there was nothing she could do about it. She did not have the maturity nor the courage to fight for it anyway.

Deep down, she had always thought she was one of those women who was either asexual or frigid. During years, she just thought she didn't particularly like sex, until Annie had proved her wrong. With her, it was totally different. Totally less embarrassing. And... the feelings were so much better. If her memory wasn't faulty, by the way, it was she who had instigated the first move, and Annie had only followed her. Strange, since Mikasa was rather reserved and complex in her intimate relationships...

Because beyond the pleasures that their lesbian exchanges could bring her, it was necessary to recognize that Annie had always be a driving force for her libido with Eren ; her sexual desire having reached the state of nothingness since the girls didn't see each other anymore. Annie had become essential to her life as a couple with Eren, and if this precious element was removed or missing, then her relationship with him would just fall apart.

Mikasa was finally beginning to realize that her relationship with Eren was wearing down and would come to an end if things didn't improve between them very quickly. But did she even want their relationship to continue ? That was the problem...

Because Eren was secure in a way. Life with him was comfortable, familiar. Yet, as soon as it came to commitment, Mikasa refused to answer the situation. She kept running away, justifying herself by saying she wasn't ready. That it was still too early. That they still had to live... but to live what ? After all these years together, all they had to do now was to start a family of their own and live like all the adult couples that made up the societal norm. But Mikasa didn't want to get married. Nor did she want to have children. She wanted to live another life, a life that clearly no longer fit the one Eren wanted.

For besides that, there was Annie who had always been there. As a friend, as a lover... and even though they often quarreled with each other about their relationship, something strong was still bounding them. Annie brought something essential to Mikasa that the young woman could no longer hide. And more than ever, she needed to find that again. To find herself. To find her happiness. Now it became pretty obvious : she loved Eren, but she needed something different.

She ran a hand over her face and closed her eyes. Normally she would have seen Annie today. Like every Tuesday. Surprisingly, Mikasa had ended up aligning her days-off with those of the blonde. They would have spent the whole afternoon fucking, but Mikasa felt like doing something different this time. More... tender. Like maybe order some food and watch a movie ? It had been ages since that had happened between them... Her stomach suddenly knotted. Tears welled up in her eyes. She was racked with guilt. It was her fault if Annie was gone, and it was her fault if she wasn't coming back. And to say the least, it hurt a lot.

A little later in the evening, Annie emerged from the couch in which she had fallen asleep a little earlier, alone. Pieck had left for work after their morning fuck and since then, her life seemed to have no meaning. She had spent the afternoon lazing around until she closed her eyes, fueled only by sex, energy drinks and an Uber Eats from the night before. Her body was beginning to show glaring signs of deficiencies that caused her to doze off as soon as she was put down, completely devoid of energy. She only existed to sleep, fuck and work, and even if all this was far from being unpleasant, she could only half enjoy it.

Pieck was however a pleasant company. She was funny, intelligent, affectionate, liberated, and very understanding. Every moment with her was filled with laughter and intense reflection in between sex. For Annie, it was perfect, it was even all she asked for, but she had to admit that it was not enough, or no longer enough, and that something was missing. Something that had been a big part of her life and that today she had lost.

She rolled onto her back and sighed, jaded by her own existence. Usually, she spent all her days off fucking with Mikasa or masturbating while she remembered their romps. Sometimes both. She loved imagining the intensity of her gaze, feeling the undulations of her pelvis, hearing her moans, her cries, her raw words and giving in to her unhealthy desires... Each of their interactions resembled a porn movie of undeniable quality in which the chicks weren't just frantically licking each other's pussy for hours like frail, fragile little girls. No, not at all. Mikasa was more of a dildo and doggy-style person. Asking for self-abandonment and depth. Torment and ecstasy... A real man in the way she had sex with Annie. Already because Mikasa wasn't making love to her, she was fucking her. She was devouring her, consuming her, ravaging her... She was ruining everything she could. Her insides, her heart, her mind... Annie had been possessed and she was well aware of it. But even in the midst of her abusive relationship with Mikasa, she had never found anything more exciting than wearing the inconspicuous marks of her submission to her.

All the girls she had been slept with had been able to fulfill her every desire, but none of them had been able to satisfy this one and, obviously, Annie had become addicted to it. Addicted… to Mikasa.

Sighing, she suddenly motivated herself to straighten up when she felt her sexual desires resurface. Not having a partner available and not being the type of person to go on one-night stands, despite appearances, she wanted to think of something else quickly before ending up frustrated with her hand in her pants. She grabbed her phone by reflex and returned to Mikasa's conversation, frowning. With a somewhat masochistic pleasure, she went back to the thread of discussion, far, far back to their meeting.

Back then, Mikasa had spoken to her normally and thought of her quite differently than she did now. She missed that time very much, because those were the best times they had spent together, before sex and lies clouded the horizon between them.

Her jaw muscles tightened as the conversation unfolded before her eyes. She watched it degrade over time, from an expression of lack, of an obvious feeling, to a simple request for a little sex on the run... Annie was at fault, she knew, because she could have refused to put herself in this situation. But, in her desperation, she told herself that it was better than nothing. She wanted to be with Mikasa so badly that anything would do the job...

She sighed through her nose and closed her eyes. She was so sure that Mikasa would let go of her guy to end up with her... in the end, they'd been seeing each other for almost eight months to fuck without any real developments, and Annie wanted to kick herself for being so stupid to believe in it and wait after her.

She threw her phone away, completely relieved. Mikasa had told her that she had feelings that day, and that she didn't know where she stood with her boyfriend anymore. Then why did she have to dump her right after they finally got together ? It was incomprehensible. Annoying.

In fact, what was infuriating was that Mikasa spent her time sending conflicting signals. "I have feelings for you... but I don't." "You and I are just sex... but not just." The whole thing was driving her crazy. Yet she was sure she had identified her feelings, and she was sure Mikasa was just afraid to leave a comfortable life for something more uncertain, with a woman, no less. For Annie, this was the only reason for her hesitation, given the involvement that the young woman was putting simply for a few one-night stands with her.

So, was it worth the wait ? Or should she just give up and move on ?

It was half past twenty and Eren was finally back from basketball practice. As usual when he got back to the flat, he closed the door with his foot, took off his shoes and threw them roughly into the hallway, put his car keys on the cabinet, took his phone out of his pocket, and finally headed to the living room, exhausted. The flat was silent, and if he hadn't seen the light on at the end of the hallway, it would have been easy for him to believe that Mikasa had already gone to bed.

When he entered the living room, he found the young woman lying on the couch on her back, legs bent and spread, with a book in her hands.

He smiled, happy to see her after his long day. "Hey," he said in greeting as he walked over to her.

"Hey," the young woman replied without looking up from her book. She was absorbed in her reading.

Eren leaned over from behind the armrest to kiss her. Mikasa automatically threw her head back to catch his lips, and the young man walked around the couch to slump down beside her heavily, exhausted.

He then turned his head towards her, curious to know what could captivate her so much. "Since when do you read manga ?" he asked in amazement, his arms flailing between his legs. He looked more closely at which one she had chosen from his collection and couldn't help but smile. "'Attack on Titan' ? Excellent choice, babe. It's a good one."

Mikasa nodded and turned a new page. "Yeah, I heard good things about it, so I wanted to see if it was that cool," she replied without taking her eyes off the page.

Eren smiled proudly, shaking his head affirmatively. "It's a cool one, yeah, but the ending is kind of lame," he said, taking her by the ankles to make her spread her legs over his thighs.

"Shh, no spoiler...!" she complained with a fake pout.

"Nah, don't worry," the young man replied with a smile, shaking his head. "I'll leave you the pleasure of discovery. But I still find the hero unbearable, and that's not a spoiler."

Mikasa laughed at his criticism before lowering the book and observing him with a smile on her lips. "Really ? It's funny you should say that because... up until now, he reminded me a bit of you."

"What ? Bullshit, I have nothing to do with that guy ! He's a real mama's boy, always bawling and taking wrong decisions involving others saving his life... Oh, and on top of that, he's completely handicapped in his feelings, unable to say nice things to the girl he loves. Anyway, I find him really boring, I don't know what makes you say that… I'm more like that Levi guy."

The young woman shook her head and smiled before picking up the book to resume reading. She was finally going to find out who the Female Titan was, even if the answer was already very obvious to her... They both stayed like that for a while without saying anything to each other, Eren massaging her legs with unwavering focus.

"Eren," Mikasa called suddenly, her face hiding behind her book. The interpellant turned his head towards her to listen. "You stink..."

The young man instinctively sniffed his armpits and closed his eyes. "No ma'am, I smell like a manly man," he replied with a satisfied look.

Mikasa lowered her book and looked at him, raising an eyebrow. "No, you just smell like sweat, and it's throwing me off... Go take a shower."

Eren leaned over her to press himself against her body to tease her. "I've heard that women love sweaty men..."

Mikasa laughed and struggled, trying to push him away with her arms. "You're sticky, oh my god…! Shoo, you're going to get me dirty...! Stop !"

So Eren stopped and got up from the couch all of a sudden. "Okay," he nodded, removing his tank top. "But only if you come with me." He threw it on her.

Mikasa grabbed the garment from the book with a smile and tossed it at her feet. "I'm reading right now." But another garment came to her face. "What are you doing ?" she asked when she realized it was his shorts this time.

And then, she watched him removing his boxer shorts slowly, exposing his manly member without shame in the middle of the room.

"I'm showing you what an irresistible man I am," he said in a deeper voice before throwing his underwear to the floor with a straight movement of his leg.

Mikasa giggled, tired of his childishness, and hid half her face behind her book, both embarrassed and amused to see him standing naked in front of her. But of all the things she could look at, it was his erection that she couldn't take her eyes off. She started to blush. "Seriously, does it ever happen to you to get your dick at rest, Eren ?"

Eren looked down at his manhood, then up at her, a serious look on his face. "Not when you're in the same room as me."

"Whatever..."

"Hey, just be glad that this little guy's always happy to see you, woman. I know a lot of girls who would love to own what you have in front of you."

Mikasa's smile widened. "Oh, really…?"

But she knew he was right. Eren was a handsome boy, well built, and very fit physically and sexually. All the girls liked him, especially when they went to the beach together. And it was quite oppressive to feel all the eyes on them, as if the other girls were judging her, thinking she didn't deserve to date someone as handsome as him.

The young man stepped forward and climbed onto the sofa, bringing his face close to hers for a kiss. "Besides, I'm up and running if you want..." he whispered hoarsely, pressing his hard sex between her thighs.

But Mikasa pulled her head back and gently pushed him away with a wave of her arm. "No thanks, I don't feel like it."

Eren sighed and got up from the couch with a closed face. "Why did I know you'd say that ?" he said in a jaded tone.

Mikasa did not appreciate his remark, nor the tone in which he had said it. But she felt so guilty about not giving him what he wanted that she did not even allow herself to protest. "Hey, you already had something last night..."

Eren shook his head. "A hand job doesn't count, dear." He gathered up his things and headed for the bathroom. "So, are you coming with me ?"

"Eren, if I come with you, we both know you'll want to have sex in the shower..."

"Oh, come on, I can restrain myself." This time it was him who seemed not to appreciate the remark. "I just want something more intimate between us, it's been a long time. I've been feeling a little too much like your roommate lately, and frankly, it's getting on my nerves, you know ?"

Mikasa looked at him, puzzled. She found his words a bit harsh. It wasn't like they hadn't done anything for six months... but she knew Eren had always had a hard time dealing with frustration. It was not that she had something against taking a shower with him, but this forced intimacy scared her somehow, and there was nothing she could do about it. "Okay, but only to shower, got it ? Nothing more."

Eren gave her a slight smile and nodded with his head. "Got it," he replied, trying to remain benevolent with her. But deep down he was disappointed, and really hurt.

He missed Mikasa so much.