Pairing: Eren/Mikasa
Setting: Post Series when they are older (probably mid-late twenties) but still in the military
Words: 2768
Rating: T (Sexual Situations). For the more M rating you can read it on AO3 or Tumblr ^^
Notes: Anon asked for a smutty request where Eren and Mikasa were an older couple in the military and had to find time to actually have a little alone time. I had a lot of fun writing this one, it's been a while since I wrote full out smut so it was nice to write it again for them. This is basically pwp and I don't even care. Title is from "Secrets" by OneRepublic.
I have a really important note for you guys! I just wanted to give you a heads up that I'm gonna end Feels Like Home at 100 chapters (101 here) so requests for this story are closed; I already have all I need to finish it up ^^ Please don't get me wrong though! That doesn't mean I'll stop writing for Eremika, not at all. I still have Zombie AU and I'll always take request from you guys on tumblr ^^ Plus I'll still do the ship weeks, and maybe publish one shots I particularly like as separate pieces (and some other things I have in the early works ;3). I just feel like this particular set has run its course and it's time to close it up. I never imagined it would ever get this long and with this much love! For now though, I hope you enjoy the rest of the 20 so chapters I have planned to post, and here's some smut! ;3
Amazing How We Got this Far
Eren knew he had a lot of work to do today; meetings, packing, mission prep, briefing his team before they left in a few days. There was a lot he needed to do but instead he found himself wandering around the stables not wanting to do any of his responsibilities. It's not like he didn't like going on missions but they meant weeks away from the base Eren called home.
He kicked a few rocks on the stable floor as he wondered how long it would take for someone to drag him back to his actual work; hopefully it would be no time soon. Eren shoved his hands into his uniform pockets, the horses whining as he went by and the stable hands saluting when they saw him. Maybe he should stop avoiding his work and get things done so he wouldn't need to worry when he left but a small laugh made him completely forget his previous thought.
Mikasa had her back to him feeding her horse a sugar cube she must've taken from the kitchen. Eren didn't expect her to be down here but maybe she was avoiding work too. Well, it was more likely she finished all her work and had free time now. Regardless, he was more than a little happy to see her during the day when generally the only time they had before they went home was lunch. He walked up behind her and wrapped both his arms around her waist, pulling her back into him.
Mikasa didn't seem very surprised as she leaned back against him telling Eren she already knew he was there. "Slacking off?" she asked but he almost heard the smile on her lips, her hands resting over his.
"Taking a break," he said, pressing a kiss to her neck.
"How long have you been on break?"
"Don't worry about it." He kissed her neck again and bit at her skin lightly, earning a slap on his hands.
"Knock it off," she murmured. "We're in public."
Another kiss on her neck and then on higher up right below her ear. "I'm pretty sure the horses don't mind."
She turned around in his arms, probably to get him to stop which was fine, he was only teasing her. What Eren didn't expect was her lips suddenly pressed against his.
"Mmm," he sighed, his hands pressing into the small of her back while her hands curled into his shirt. "What was that for?"
Mikasa shrugged as she leaned her forehead to his. "Maybe I'm gonna miss you when you leave."
"You'll see me every day until then." He murmured and slowly started into back her into the wall of the stable. "We live together."
She gave him a small smile, hands reaching up to wrap around his neck. "Well, I never get sick of you." Her back hit the wall and Eren's lips were back pressed against hers, though a little less teasing and little more passionate. He couldn't help it, he couldn't resist her.
Mikasa gasped against his lips when Eren dropped his hands down her back to her ass. He grinned into their kiss; despite the many layers of the uniform, over the years they learned how to work around it. He rolled up the back of her skirt grasping down on the tight pants and few leather pants covering her ass while he nudged one of his legs between hers.
"Eren," Mikasa groaned when he moved his lips down to her neck again, her voice sending a jolt down his spine.
"Hmm?" He was pretty sure she was gonna tell him to stop; she wasn't much for public affection but instead she just reached her hands up to his hair, running her fingers along his head as she pulled his lips back up to hers. Mikasa surprised him yet again when she rolled her hips into his.
It was Eren's turn to groan; he pressed himself against her making her back push right up against the stable wall. It had been years but she still had the ability to turn him on in a matter of seconds; that was painfully obviously since his pants were already so tight. She dropped her hands down to his chest as she kissed him, grinding her hips back into his as she did.
Eren had to grip his hands on her ass, giving her a strong roll of his hips against hers. He broke their kiss, trailing his lips on her jaw then to her neck, teeth nipping at her skin as he did. "Gonna miss me, huh," he said against her skin.
Mikasa let out a small laugh that quickly turned into a moan when Eren bit down on the base of her neck, the farthest he could go without undoing her shirt though that was his next move. She reached her hands up to the top of his pants, untucking his shirt so she could run her hands up the front of his bare chest the best she could under his harness.
"I'll really miss you," she murmured, her hands leaving goosebumps on his skin.
Eren kissed back up her neck, stopping to suck on that one spot behind her ear that had her fingers digging into his skin. He was about ready to just rip the buttons off her shirt to get closer to her but a sudden chorus of giggling had his head snapping up, hands reaching for Mikasa's waist.
There was a group of female new recruits scurrying by them in the stables, red faced and trying to stop their giggles as they walked by their senior officers.
"Alright," Eren grunted, making the younger girls jump but he made no effort to step away from Mikasa; his uniform pants weren't forgiving on a normal day let alone when he had an erection. "Go on now."
They ran off in the distance though not without more laughter at catching some of their superiors in a compromising situation.
Eren looked over to Mikasa whose face was a little red but she was giving him a smile. She pulled her hands from under his shirt and slipped her fingers into his belt loops, pulling him close. "I think we should take this somewhere else."
He didn't have to be told twice. Eren laced his fingers with hers as he grabbed her hand and led her towards the front of the stable. He made sure no one was looking when he pushed the tack room door open and pulled her inside. Thankfully, no stable hands where inside when Eren pressed Mikasa up against the door.
Her hands were already in his hair when he moved to kiss her again. Every touch was more heated than before, his hands grasping onto her hips as he grinded into her, lips moving furiously with hers.
Mikasa jumped up into his touch, easily wrapping her legs around his waist, hands pulling on his hair. Eren leaned his weight into her, his hands running up her sides and up to the buckle of the strap across her chest. Once he felt it pop, he pulled at the buttons on her blouse, moving his lips from hers and down to kiss every inch of her newly exposed skin.
She sighed as she dropped her hands to Eren's shoulders, pulling at his jacket. Her back arched right into him when his lips reached the top of her breast. "Eren," she whined, rolling her hips into him which only made him groan against her skin.
"You're driving me crazy," he murmured, fingers not stopping until he untucked her shirt from her pants, leaving just the last few buttons still done up. He slipped his hands under her shirt and grasped onto her waist, kissing down the valley of her breasts and one hand moving up to grab her breast through her bra.
Small cries fell from her lips while he rubbed his palm against her. Eren really wanted to tease her, to wind her up but his pants were painfully tight and he didn't think he could handle it himself. He slipped his hand under her bra and grabbed a hold of her again, though this time he felt her hard nipple against his palm. He balanced his weight against her and reached his other hand up, pulling the breast by his mouth out and placing his lips over her.
Mikasa cried out, her hands gripping down on his shoulders and her back arching into his touch. Her hips grinded right into his arousal making Eren barely able to keep his focus on anything but just taking the rest of her uniform off.
"Shh, shh," he murmured, pressing a few lingering kisses against her sensitive skin. "Someone will-"
As if on cue the door behind Mikasa opened, but the pressure of them leaning against it slammed the door shut. "What the hell?" a voice said from outside.
Eren let go of Mikasa as she quickly buttoned her shirt, her feet hitting the ground. The door tried to open again but Eren pressed his hand against it to keep it shut for a moment longer.
"Is someone in there?" the person, probably a stable hand, asked.
Eren removed his hand when Mikasa was at least covered, even though they both looked disarrayed and far below uniform standards.
It was an older stable hand who opened the door to see Mikasa and Eren standing there looking like there really was only one thing they were doing. "With all due respect, Sirs," the stable hand sighed with a shake of his head. "You do realize you aren't teenagers anymore, right?"
Mikasa grabbed a hold of Eren's hand and tugged him out of the room, squeezing past the stable hand. "Nothing wrong with pretending now and then." She quickly started to walk away but whether it was because she was embarrassed or because she didn't want to hear what the stable hand had to say Eren wasn't sure.
He was apt to think it was the latter because the moment they reached the back end of the building closest to the stables it was Eren's back that was pressed up against the wall. There were outside again but the area was pretty remote being one of the outer buildings on the base and where they were was shielded from the main path. Granted, he didn't think about it too long though, not when Mikasa's lips were on his neck, her fingers under his shirt.
He reached his hands to her hips, pulling her into him as his head hit the back of the wall, a groan falling from his lips. She ran her hands up his chest as she kissed his neck, nipping at his skin as she did.
"Jesus," he grunted, one of her hands gripping his side while the other ran down to his stomach, fingers dipping just below the waistband of his pants. He was tempted to just hoist her up and take her back to their apartment but he didn't even know if he'd make it that long. Mikasa ran a hand down the front of his pants, not stopping till her palm was rubbing against his throbbing erection.
Yeah, okay, he was not gonna make it that long at all. "Fuck," he groaned, rolling his hips into her hand that was running up and down his hard length through his pants. He pressed his lips fiercely to hers, moaning against her mouth when her hand hit a particularly sensitive spot on his tip. Her other hand popped the button on his pants, reaching for the zipper next but Eren grabbed her hand to have her stop. There wasn't much more teasing he could take; instead, he pulled her back around the building slipping into the side door.
It was a meeting house of sorts but the older one so it wasn't used too often anymore. The hall was clear when Eren pulled Mikasa in through the nearest door. It was shut and locked and Mikasa was in his arms again, his lips on hers. He reached down to grab her ass, urging her to jump up into his arms which she more than obliged. He used his legs to push away some of the chairs in front of the meeting table and placed Mikasa down on the wood.
She had her hands up and under his shirt again while his fingers fiddled with the blouse buttons once more. He gave her breasts a squeeze earning a moan from her lips before he hastily dropped his hands to push her skirt away and pop the button on her uniform pants, her hands working on the buckles of her lower harness while she kissed him.
There were much easier positions when maneuvering around this damn uniform and Eren didn't like them. Well, he couldn't say that exactly since anything with Mikasa was more than just good but he liked to see her face, her eyes. He loved to kiss her, to hold her, to touch her so while helping her pull one pant leg completely off and pushing the other down by her knee was risky, he honestly didn't care.
Mikasa was always worth it.
By the time that his vision went white, the undeniable waves of pleasure nearly making him lose his balance, there was nothing else he could possibly think of but how much he just loved her. He rested his head against her chest, trying to catch his breath and feeling her gentle touch running through his hair while his heart tried to stop racing.
God, he just wanted to stay here but he knew they shouldn't; the Scouting Legion did still use this building on occasion and that was all Eren needed, for Levi to walk in on them with a group of people for a meeting. Eren pressed his lips up against her neck and across her jaw till he reached her lips. He felt her smile as he kissed her causing him to sigh. When did he ever get so lucky?
Reality sunk back into pretty quickly when the door Eren thankfully locked started to shake.
"Is there already a meeting in here?" a voice asked from outside the room.
"No, there isn't one schedule in here all day. Let me get the keys," another one said.
Eren was already zipping up his pants while Mikasa had to shove her leg back in her pants and get her boot back on. He popped the lock on the nearest window in the room and quickly swung it open. He heard the jingling of the keys outside the door and gestured for Mikasa to get over to him. She was still doing up her shirt when Eren helped her out the window and back outside. He jumped out himself just as it seemed the door opened.
Eren heard the people walking into the room from their spot right outside the window and tugged Mikasa along the backside of the building just in case they decided to look out the suspiciously open window. It wasn't until they were a good distance away down towards the other side of the building that Mikasa started to laugh.
"They almost completely walked in on us," she breathed, though Eren wasn't quite sure if she actually found it funny or if she was just relieved.
He cracked a smile despite the way his heart was pounding in his chest. "Feel good to act like we were sixteen again?"
Mikasa reached up to grab onto his shirt, pulling her close to him. "Everything always feels good with you."
Eren melted right into her, wrapping his arms around her waist as he leaned in to kiss her again; there was nothing about her he would ever get tired of.
"There you guys are. I've been looking everywhere for you two."
Eren looked up though he didn't move away from Mikasa, he easily recognized Armin's voice so there was no need to act too professional. Sure enough, the blond was walking over to them from the main path.
"Where were you guys?"
Eren felt Mikasa's eyes on him as he looked over to Armin. "Oh you know, around."
Armin arched an eyebrow and looked like he was gonna ask again but his eyes dropped, seemingly just noticing that neither of them had yet to fix their shirts and harnesses because they were certainly not up to regulation. "You know what, I really don't want to know. Levi's looking for you, Eren, so I suggest you fix yourself before you go find him."
"Thanks, buddy," Eren said with a slightly sheepish grin.
Armin rolled his eyes but he was still smiling as he waved to them, walking back the way he came.
Mikasa buried her face in Eren's chest and he rested his chin on her head. He shook his head with a snort; some things were probably left better off as secrets.
It was so worth it though.