I'm Eren Yeager

"Ereh-chan… your Titan… it's so big…" Mikasa whispered, her voice barely audible, her lips parted in both awe, shock and hesitation. Her eyes sparkled, wide and uncertain, as she stared, struggling to make sense of the moment.

Eren's face turned scarlet instantly, his entire body stiffening as her words echoed in his ears. He bit down on his finger out of sheer nervousness, his hands trembling slightly.

"S-Sorry…" he stammered, his voice cracking as he tried to explain, "It's just… you were sitting on it, and… I… I didn't realize… when it got big..." His gaze darted anywhere but at her, his expression caught between utter embarrassment and helplessness.

Her hands rested on either side of his exposed, muscular thighs. Her touch was hesitant, testing, but gentle. Her approach was somewhat confident yet also hesitant but not too shy that's for sure as she parted his legs, her voice soft and careful as she asked, "Ereh… your... it doesn't hurt, does it?"

Eren shook his head quickly, his lips twitching as if he wanted to speak but couldn't quite find the words. "No… It doesn't hurt… It just… gets like this… when…" He swallowed hard, the lump in his throat making his words feel heavier. "When I look at Mika…"

His confession came out in a rush, his eyes flicking up to meet hers before darting back down to the floor. Mikasa froze, her cheeks flushing a deep red as his words settled between them. The tension was palpable, both shy yet drawn to each other, their bodies warming from the charged atmosphere.

"I… I overheard some girls… back when we were cadets," Mikasa mumbled, her words faltering as her fingers fidgeted with the hem of her shirt. Her cheeks burned crimson as she peeked at him through her lashes, her voice barely above a whisper. "They… I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but… but they said girls… tease it and take it… in their mouth… and that… boys feel good when they do..."

He glanced at him as she kept going, "And... And I... I want Ereh... To fell good... I'll do anything for that to happen..." Her hands flew to her face, hiding her embarrassment as she stuttered out the last words. She looked like a flustered doll, her usual composure completely unraveling.

Eren's breath hitched at her words, his heart racing so fast it felt like it might burst from his chest. His own blush deepened as he tried to compose himself, his gaze flickering away as he stammered, "I… I'm not sure either. This… this is my first time…" His voice cracked slightly as he peeked at her from between his fingers, both of them too shy to meet each other's eyes.

They looked utterly ridiculous—two cute teenagers suddenly thrust into a moment that felt too big for them. Mikasa's hands were pressed firmly to her flushed face, realizing just what she said... What would Eren think about her.

"FUCK, FUCK, FUCK… How did we get here?" Eren's thoughts screamed at him as he stole another glance at her, his mind spinning.

I just wanted to make her happy, keep her heart safe… that's why I made the first move... I didn't think she'll just command me out of nowhere to take off my pants... I didn't think we'd… start this… on the first night… He swallowed hard, his cheeks on fire as he stared down at his lap.

Eren let out a long, shaky sigh, gathering his courage as he slowly lowered his hands from his face. His ears were still red, his expression a mixture of determination and sheer mortification.

He met her gaze—just for a moment—before looking away again.

I… It's my fault we ended up here… I'm the one who encouraged her to this point. No backing down now, Yeager…

His hand reached out tentatively, brushing lightly against hers as if testing her response. Mikasa froze, her breath catching as she felt his touch.

Slowly, she lowered her hands from her face, her fingers trembling as she looked at him. Their eyes met, hesitant and vulnerable, but there was something tender in the shared shyness.

"K... Kay then... Mika-chan... Let's... Let's do it then..." Eren stammered, cursing himself inwardly at how awkward his words sounded. god, could I sound any worse right now?

Mikasa nodded shyly, her gaze darting from his face to his... situation, before quickly glancing back up. "E… Ereh… It's… It's just that it's also my first time doing this," she said, her voice trembling like she was trying to gather her courage. "I mean… I only want to do it with Ereh… but… but I don't want to disappoint you or anything…"

Eren's eyes widened in awe, his embarrassment momentarily forgotten. Without thinking, he reached up and cupped her cheek tenderly, his love for her overshadowing his own nervousness—even if he was, well, half-naked, but the overshadowing of his boner was well also forgotten.

"It's okay, honey," he said softly, his thumb brushing her cheek. "Just… do what you're comfortable with."

She gulped, her lips parting slightly as she nodded. Her eyes, wide and sparkling, looked up at him with a kitten-like innocence that made his heart race. "Is… Is Ereh~chan sure?"

He nodded again, watching her as she hesitated for a moment, then gathered her hair into a ponytail. His breath hitched. "I… I mean yeah, there's a first time for everything, ri—"

Before he could finish her descent begun, her mouth coming in contact with his thing, and.... his world shattered atom by atom.

Gawk. Gawk. Gawk. Gawk.

Eren let out a guttural sound that tore through the room, and his entire being convulsed.

"Ughhhhhh—" He choked out an otherwordly sound, his eyes sparkling and rolling back as his body went stiff. A bolt of electricity shot through him, lighting up every nerve ending in his body. His vision blurred, and for a fleeting moment, it felt like his soul left his body.

"The world is so beautiful...."

Memories flashed before his eyes. His entire life—no, billions of lives. Countless versions of himself. Every Eren in every reality, their faces rushing past like a tidal wave, all screaming like him after recieving a majestic head from their Mikasa. And before he could even process what was happening, his surroundings melted away.

When he opened his eyes, he was standing in the Paths.

Her words still echoed in his mind, muffled and distant: "It's kinda my first time doing this… I don't want to disappoint you or anything… Are you sure?"

But now, his gaze was fixed on the glowing tree in the distance, its ancient branches stretching into infinity.

He turned his head, confusion etched across his face. "What… What is this place? How did I get here again?"

"Welcome."

The voice came from behind him, calm and familiar. He turned to see an adult version of himself—The one he met a couple of times.

"Am… Am I dead?" Eren asked, his wide eyes darting around the endless expanse.

"You're in shock. You might be here for a while." The older Eren said, his tone casual.

Panting heavily, Eren stared at the sand beneath his feet, his knees buckling as he collapsed.

"What was it like?" The older Eren asked.

Tears welled in Eren's eyes, but not from sadness. He held his hands out in front of him, shaking as he whispered,"Sensational." His voice conveying sincerity and

The older Eren smiled at him, a single tear gathering at the corner of his eye. "Damn," he muttered, dabbing at it with a napkin.

Eren looked up at him, his expression half-bewildered and half-awestruck. "I... I never realized the beauty was always inside the walls..."

The older Eren didn't answer, just turned and began walking away, his boots clicking softly against the void.

He just turned back and smiled at Eren.

"Wait... Where are you going..." Eren called after him, his voice tinged with desperation.

But before he could get an answer, a voice pierced through the Paths, jolting him back to reality.

"Ereh… Ereh! My Ereh! What's wrong?!"

The scene dissolved, and Eren's vision swam as he found himself back in the room. Mikasa's voice was frantic, her hands shaking him as tears welled in her eyes. "Ereh… does it hurt? Was I too rough with it? Ice... I—I should bring ice!"

Eren blinked rapidly, his chest heaving as he gasped for air. He sat up, groaning softly as he tried to steady himself. "What... Where am I..." he panted, his voice hoarse.

Mikasa let out a shaky breath of relief, throwing her arms around him. "Oh, thank god… you're alright… You weren't moving, and you were just drooling, and your eyes wouldn't open— I thought my Ereh left me."

Her weight pushed him back onto the bed, his head hitting the pillow with a soft thud. He yelped in surprise, the small jolt pulling him fully out of his thoughts. His body was still limp and just wouldn't recover from the malevolent sensation that still coursed down his spine.

He wrapped his arms around her snugly, holding her close as his breathing steadied. "Sorry… I just… my mind just blanked out for a second there," he murmured, his voice still laced with exhaustion.

Mikasa pulled back slightly, her nose twitching, her cheeks flushed, and her ears red. A faint trail of something glistened at the corner of her mouth, making her look adorably disheveled. She sniffled softly, her wide eyes meeting his. "Really?"

He nodded, but his thoughts were far from calm.

Fuck, fuck, fuck… That just now… Those faces. I know it. They were me—past realities, past lives. And don't tell me… were they all connected to me? Did they all end up in shock because the Mikasa in their reality did it to them too? Fuck… This shit is deeper than I thought.

"Ereh…" Mikasa's voice was soft, trembling with concern as she pulled him back to reality. "I… I'm sorry if that hurt… It's just… I really enjoyed it, so I couldn't stop… I didn't mean—"

Before she could finish, Eren silenced her with a kiss. His lips pressed against hers with a mixture of hunger and tenderness, his hands framing her flushed face. Her warm breath mingled with his, and the quiet, muffled sounds she made sent a shiver through him, urging him to deepen the kiss.

Minutes stretched like eternity as they lost themselves in each other, the world outside their embrace fading to nothing. When he finally pulled back, his turquoise blue eyes locked onto her charcoal gray ones, his chest rising and falling with the weight of his emotions.

"Mika," he murmured, his voice low but steady. "It felt good... really good. But..." His breath hitched," I... I'm not done... And now..." He trailed off, his gaze softening even as a flicker of resolve burned behind it. "Now it's my turn."

Without another word, he gently guided her down, her back pressing against the mattress as his body hovered over hers. His movements were deliberate, his touch featherlight, as if he was memorizing every moment.

The way her eyes widened and then softened, the way her breath caught as his fingers brushed her skin—all of it spurred him forward, ready to make this moment theirs.

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