The Empire of Titans

Eren Yeager

After the City of Trost was finally secured, triumph echoing through the air, Eren's weary body yearned for respite, and he dutifully resolved to heed Captain Levi's unwavering command. With a multitude of emotions swirling within him, he went to find his room where he could unwind and gather his scattered thoughts, seeking solace in the depths of his exhausted mind.

As he traversed the labyrinthine corridors of the barracks, his steps heavy and laden with fatigue, Eren's determination never wavered. Finally, he arrived at the sanctum of his temporary abode, a room adorned with worn-out furnishings and faded memories. The weight of his exhaustion bore down on him like an iron anchor, rendering him incapable of mustering the strength to do anything more than collapse onto the bed, his body surrendering to gravity's insistent pull. With a sigh of relief, his face met the soft embrace of the pillow, and within mere seconds, Eren succumbed to the embrace of slumber.

In the depths of his weariness, as sleep beckoned to him, his mind wove a tapestry of vivid dreams. The faces of Reiner and Bertholdt danced with an enigmatic grace, seamlessly shifting into the visages of the formidable Armoured Titan and the Colossal Titan. Eren, despite his fatigue, found himself enraptured within these nocturnal reveries, where his subconscious mind tirelessly conjured sequences of unparalleled devastation.

Eren woke up with a sudden gasp, his heart racing and cold sweat rolling down his face. As he caught his breath, he looked around the dimly lit room with anxious eyes, trying to distinguish the line between his dream and reality. His hands trembled as he wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his mind was still clouded with the vivid images of his nightmare. But as he gazed out the window and saw the courtyard, he slowly came to his senses and remembered where he was. He took comfort in the familiar sights and smells that surrounded him. Despite the lingering fear from his dream, Eren felt a sense of relief wash over him as he realized he was safe and sound.

As he lay on the bed, his chest heaving with each breath, he could feel his heart racing at an alarming pace as if it was trying to escape from his body. Despite his attempts to calm himself down, his mind was still racing with thoughts that refused to be silenced. Beads of sweat had formed on his forehead and trickled down his face, leaving a cold, clammy sensation in their wake. The sweat continued to stream down his cheeks, leaving a trail of moisture on the bed mattress. He closed his eyes and tried to focus on his breathing, but the sound of his heart pounding in his throat was too loud to ignore.

Breathe in and out, breathe in and out, Eren reminded himself as his breathing was slowly going back to normal. As he slowly lifted his legs over the sturdy bed frame, his toes made contact with the frigid, unyielding surface of the chamber's stone floor, causing an involuntary shudder to course through his entire body. Despite the chill, his eyes were immediately drawn towards the center of the room, where a strikingly beautiful black Oriental carpet lay, its intricate design featuring the unmistakable design of the Survey Corps stitched right in its very center. The carpet's rich colors seemed to glow against the cool, dark stone of the chamber, and as he gazed upon it.

Eren closed his eyes; what happened two days ago returned back to him like an unstoppable wave; despite trying, his mind went to Reiner and Bertholdt, two comrades he had considered friends, only for them to be traitors; Eren remembered when he had once considered letting Reiner know about the truth.

"Annie," Eren murmured her name under his breath with uncertainty, he didn't know what to think of her yet, but he remembered her fighting beside them, and Eren had promised her that he would protect her and he would try his hardest that Annie would survive all this. Eren understood it wouldn't be easy to protect her, but right now, people hated the Colossal and the Armoured Titan. Right now, everyone thought of the Female Titan as someone who helped them defeat them, so Eren knew he could easily have the support of the common people, but he knew he needed Commander Erwin's support on top of all; without his support, it would be difficult for Annie to survive.

Suddenly, a flash of the Colossal Titan passed through his eyes like lightning; Eren remembered the way the Colossal Titan had looked down on them as if they were ants to him. The memory kindled an inferno within Eren's core, stoking the fiery embers of his fury. With a resolute clenching of his teeth, his eyes became ablaze with an untamed rage, shimmering like molten gold. His fist, propelled by an unrelenting surge of anger, collided with the unyielding barrier of the wall before him, unleashing a torrent of pent-up emotions. Yet, the searing pain that coursed through his hand barely registered, a mere backdrop to the tempestuous storm brewing within his being.

As Eren's fiery rage consumed him, he couldn't help but wonder in disbelief, "What the hell were they thinking When I told them about my Mother?" The weight of betrayal settled heavily upon his heart, intertwining with anger, sadness, and an overwhelming sense of fury. Fueled by these tumultuous emotions, Eren's clenched fist collided with the wall repeatedly, each punch resonating with a potent mix of physical pain and emotional release. With every blow, the intensity grew, the agony coursing through his hand, causing it to bleed. Yet, the remarkable regenerative powers bestowed upon him by his Titan Abilities ensured that the fractured bones healed swiftly.

Eren's ears perked up, catching the faint creak of the door hinges, surrendering to the gentle force that beckoned it open. His head instinctively lifted, eyes searching for the source of the interruption. And there, in the doorway, stood Mikasa, her countenance etched with concern.

It was as if she had somehow glimpsed the turbulent storm raging within him, grasping the weight of his burden, and carried it with her."Eren," her voice, like a tender lullaby, caressed his ears, "are you alright?" With measured steps, she crossed the room.

Gracefully, she settled herself beside him on the bed. Eren, unable to resist the magnetic pull of her presence, wrapped his right arm around her waist, drawing her closer, seeking solace in their connection. At that moment, he felt the worries and troubles of the world dissipate, replaced by the soothing balm of Mikasa's unwavering support.

With a genuine display of concern etched across his face and a downcast gaze that mirrored the weight of his emotions, Eren's voice resonated with a delicate blend of worry and curiosity as he inquired, "How is everyone?" At that moment, amidst the cacophony of thoughts racing through his mind, he felt the comforting warmth of Mikasa's gentle hand tenderly resting upon his head, providing a soothing sensation that momentarily eased his troubled thoughts. Despite his best efforts to divert his attention and temporarily set aside the whirlwind of emotions that threatened to consume him, Eren found it incredibly challenging to completely disregard the presence of those thoughts that constantly lingered in the depths of his consciousness.

"They're all alright, Eren. The wall is secured, and Captain Levi and Commander Erwin are dealing with the aftermath." Mikasa whispered gently into his ear, her voice a soothing melody. Her touch, tender and reassuring, started at his head, her fingers delicately threading through his unruly hair before gently gliding down to caress his cheek.

It was a gesture of comfort, a desperate attempt to erase the haunting memories that lingered in his mind, memories of the friends they once cherished, now turned into enemies.

But beneath Mikasa's gentle touch and words of reassurance, there was a bittersweet undertone, a poignant reminder of the shattered bonds that once united them all. Those they once called friends, comrades who had fought alongside them in battles past, had turned their backs on loyalty.

"H-how could they, Reiner, Bert-" But before he could finish his sentence, Mikasa's delicate hand gently cupped his chin, guiding his gaze towards her captivating face. In that tender moment, her expression revealed a mix of concern, softness, and kindness, leaving Eren awestruck by her ethereal beauty. Though he had witnessed her grace countless times before, she never failed to astonish him with her radiant presence, forever captivating his heart.

"I know it hurts, Eren, but we all are here for you. I'm here for you. I'm always here for you," Mikasa promised; as Mikasa's voice resonated with unwavering commitment, she leaned in closer, her warm breath caressing his cheek, while her tender lips brushed against his with a promise of unwavering devotion. In that tender moment, Eren reciprocated the kiss, initially soft and gentle, but as the seconds ticked by, his passion ignited, intensifying the connection between them.

Eren seized Mikasa by her delicate frame, pressing her firmly against the rugged wall. With his strong hand entangled in her luscious locks, he skillfully guided her into the fervent embrace of a kiss that sent electric shivers down their spines. Every touch was an amalgamation of rawness and longing as his tongue swept across her supple lips, leaving a trail of fiery sensations in its wake. Mikasa succumbed to a seductive moan, surrendering herself to the intoxicating dance of their intertwined tongues. Unable to resist the magnetic pull between them, Mikasa instinctively looped her arm around Eren's strong neck, yearning to bring him closer, deeper into their passionate union. Meanwhile, her other hand traced soothing circles upon his muscular back.

"Mikasa," Eren groaned with an intoxicating mixture of desire and urgency, his passionate embrace temporarily interrupted as he reluctantly broke their electrifying kiss. The intensity in his eyes matched the fervor of his teeth, which persistently nibbled at her tender lips, teasingly leaving a trail of tingling sensations in their wake.

With an abrupt yet tender tug on her luscious locks, he gently tilted her head back, exposing her delicate neck to his insatiable hunger. As his lips found her smooth skin, a symphony of pleasure and pain ensued as he skillfully marked her with a series of fervent bites, each evoking a deep sigh of pleasure that escaped Mikasa's lips.

The sensation of his teeth sinking into her supple flesh sent waves of ecstasy coursing through her entire being, causing her to cry out in a mix of pleasure and longing.

"Eren!" Mikasa's voice quivered with a potent combination of surprise and delight, her heart racing as Eren's hand came down upon the ample curve of her backside with a deliciously resounding slap. The impact sent a jolt of exhilaration through her body, eliciting a gasp that was both passionate.

With a mischievous grin on his face, Eren couldn't resist the temptation to playfully slap her ass once more, relishing in the intoxicating mixture of pleasure and anticipation that danced between them. As his hand traveled up her body, delicately sliding underneath her neck, a surge of electricity coursed through her veins, causing her to look up at him instinctively.

His eyes, dilated like a predator fixated on its prey, drank in every inch of her being, leaving her acutely aware of the raw desperation mirrored in her own gaze. In a display of raw power and dominance, Eren growled softly, a primal sound that sent shivers down her spine, before swiftly flipping her around once again. Pushing her firmly against the wall, he asserted his unyielding presence, igniting a heady mixture of excitement and vulnerability within her.

With an almost feral hunger, his fingers deftly snapped open the clasps of her strapless bra, casting it aside as if it were a mere afterthought. His hands enveloped her breasts, gently cupping and kneading them with an expertise that made her moan uncontrollably.

"Eren!" Mikasa's voice escaped in a soft, breathy moan, enveloped in waves of pure pleasure, as she luxuriated in the tantalizing touch of his hand caressing her body. The corners of Eren's mouth curled up mischievously, his chuckle mingling with the sound of their shared desire, while his other hand skillfully glided along the contours of her back. With a velvety smoothness, his fingertips traced a path down her silken skin, tracing the delicate curve of her stomach and effortlessly traversing the gentle slope of her hips.

Mikasa felt Eren move behind her, and she looked over her shoulder, watching him kneel on the floor, his face in line with her ass. His hands moved down to her calves, stroking her skin, pressing lightly against her toned muscles as he worked his way up.

"I Love your ass," he was breathing deeply, almost panting as his thumbs dug into her thighs like he was using her body to ground himself.

"Eren, ohhh, Please," She moaned, begging him to eat her ass.

With a mischievous glint in his eyes, Eren couldn't help but burst into laughter, his deep chuckles reverberating through the room. As the sound of his amusement filled the air, he leaned closer, delicately pressing his lips against each of Mikasa's supple ass cheeks, savoring the softness of her skin against his mouth. Not content with just a simple kiss, he playfully nuzzled his nose and lips, relishing in the intoxicating scent that engulfed his senses.

Caught off guard by his affectionate gesture, Mikasa felt a surge of desire coursing through her veins, causing her hips to sway instinctively. With a tantalizing rhythm, she found herself rubbing her enticing posterior across Eren's eager face. Drawing out the sweet torment, Eren teased her mercilessly, his fingers dancing teasingly along the contours of her sensitive core. Just as Mikasa's anticipation reached its peak, his hand lifted off her throbbing center, leaving her with an involuntary whine escaping her lips, a reflexive plea for more of his tantalizing touch.

Slowly, his thumbs found their way beneath the tantalizing bands of her thong, skillfully sliding them down the length of her shapely legs. As the fabric trailed off, revealing her most intimate secrets, his eyes remained fixed on her exposed femininity, drinking in sight with a sense of reverence and wonder.

A gasp escaped Mikasa's lips as she watched Eren, her lover, devouring her with his eyes. His wide-eyed fascination only fueled her own longing, her anticipation building with every passing second."Beautiful," Eren whispered, his voice filled with a mixture of admiration and longing. Unable to resist any longer, he reached out for her, his fingers eagerly seeking the warmth and wetness that awaited them. With each delicate touch, he became intoxicated by her slickness. His light caresses, sending shivers down Mikasa's spine, causing her trembling thighs to weaken, yet failing to satiate the burning ache that consumed her.

The intensity of her desire became too much to bear, and Mikasa found herself overcome with a plea, her voice trembling with need. "E-Eren, please," she begged, her words laced with desperation. "You've teased me enough; I can't take it any longer."

In an electrifying moment, his lips found their way to hers, merging in a passionate collision that sent shivers of anticipation coursing through her veins. Suddenly, as if a symphony of pleasure was about to commence, Mikasa's voice erupted in a crescendo of ecstasy. The intensity of the sensation overwhelmed her senses, akin to a surge of electricity cascading down her spine, leaving her breathless and yearning for more. Eren's skilled touch explored her with an unyielding hunger, indulging in the sweetest of tortures. His tongue, like an artist's brush, delicately traced intricate patterns upon her most intimate folds, igniting a fire that consumed her entirely. The harmony of their bodies, entwined in a dance of passion, created a symphony of wetness and desire, punctuated by the sultry sounds that escaped her lips.

Mikasa, with an intense blend of desire and frustration, leaned forward, her delicate forehead gently meeting the cool surface of the wall. In a moment of raw vulnerability, she found solace in the privacy of her muttered words, a string of expletives escaping her lips like a whispered prayer. Meanwhile, Eren worshipped her with unwavering dedication, his tongue skillfully caressing and exploring the intimate depths of her womanhood.

Each stroke and touch sent waves of pleasure coursing through Mikasa's body, causing her to gasp and arch her back. As Eren's lips delicately brushed against her aching, sensitive clit, the profound sensation electrified her senses, intensifying her moans of ecstasy. Unable to contain his own pleasure, Eren's voice vibrated against her folds as he passionately expressed his delight, echoing the profound reverence he held for her taste. Mikasa, overcome by the overwhelming pleasure and intimacy, felt her eyes involuntarily roll back in her head, surrendering herself completely to the euphoric bliss that enveloped her.

As Eren's thumb caressed her sensitive nub, unrelenting in its rhythmic pressure, a tight coil of anticipation rapidly unfurled within her belly, spiraling through her like a tempestuous storm. Simultaneously, his skilled tongue danced and twirled with fervor, painting intricate pleasure patterns upon her quivering flesh. The intensity of the sensations surged through her like a tidal wave, crashing against the shores of her consciousness, until she could no longer contain herself and succumbed to the overwhelming release with a soul-stirring sob.

"God, fuck, Eren," she cried out, unable to restrain her uninhibited expression of desire. Waves of ecstasy cascaded through her body, causing her trembling thighs and knees to quake with the aftershocks of pleasure. The world around her seemed to blur as she teetered on the precipice of ecstasy-induced oblivion, feeling as though she would surely collapse if Eren's firm grip on her hips didn't anchor her to reality. In the midst of her delicate recovery, his tender lips descended upon her sensitive pearl, placing feather-light kisses that served as a gentle balm to soothe her as her orgasm gradually subsided.

When the haze in her mind finally lifted, she pushed off the wall, turning her head and looking down at Eren.

"Fuck."

Despite just coming, seeing Eren on his knees, face soaked with her arousal, the hand that was just playing with her cunt palming his erection, leaving wet stains on his pants — her knees buckled, and her walls fluttered against nothing, and she felt so hot with desire again. Aching to be filled up.

"Eren, EreH, I need you."

They fell onto his bed, and Eren's lips were on hers, hungry, like he hadn't feasted on her cunt, like she couldn't taste her own tartness on his tongue.

His thumbs were pulling on the skin of her cheeks, stretching her mouth, exposing her tongue, and he sucked on it, drinking down her moans.

Eren's demanding, kissing and sucking, and his hips grinding his boxer-covered cock against her cunt, sending a frisson of pleasure shooting through her until she couldn't take it anymore.

"Fuck me, fuck me, please." Mikasa broke the kiss and tugged at his boxers, her hands brushing his erection, the tip damp and dark with his precum.

Eren groaned, leaning off her body only enough to slip off his boxers.

Mikasa reached down for his huge cock, the tip dripping precum that made his foreskin glossy. She used one hand to cup his balls, lightly playing with them, while her other small hand stroked his large shaft, enjoying the weight of it in her palm.

Eren's eyes were closed, hips pumping his cock into her hands.

"Feel so good," he mumbled before his eyes fluttered open. "Think I could come just like this."

"Eren." She leaned forward, arms wrapping around his broad shoulders. She placed a chaste kiss on his lips and felt the warmth of his smile.

"Mikasa," he sighed, his cock pressing against her. His hand gripped the base, and he slid into her.

He's so long, so thick, and he kept sinking into her as if he would never stop. Mikasa was almost breathless when their pelvises finally touched.

Mikasa slid her hands down from his shoulders to his back, nails scratching lightly against his skin. "Eren, fuck me."

He muttered something into her neck as he started thrusting, steady and deep, thighs pressing against thighs when he buried himself to the hilt.

It's incredible, the shape and size of his cock hitting her most sensitive spots, making her walls flutter and squeeze after only a few minutes.

"Your cunt is so perfect, sweetheart. Can't believe you can take all of me — fuuuck."

The way he talked was so sexy, the things he said, how needy he was. Everything he did was turning her on, made her cunt an absolute mess, and she could hear how sloppy she was from the sounds they made as they fucked.

"Oh, Eren," she choked out, nails digging into his muscles. She bucked her hips up, meeting him on the descent of his thrusts, and he groaned, fucking her harder. "Yes, yes! Just like that!"

His body was pressing down on her, and she loved the weight of it as he continued thrusting, his mouth switching between babbling praise against her neck and marking her skin with bruises.

"Fuck, I'm so — fuuuck!"

Eren didn't let her finish, tilting his body to place his palm on her mound, his thumb brushing her throbbing clit as he sunk his cock deep, twisting his hips and grinding into her.

"That's it, cum for me, Mikasa,"

Mikasa's thighs shake, pleasure overtaking her and her cunt clenching around Eren's cock, milking him. His hips snapped against hers, pounding into her pussy and stretching her orgasm out to the point the sensitivity almost made it painful, but she clenched down on him, and Eren came with a grunt. Mikasa felt his cum pour against her walls, heavy twitches of his cock against her battered walls, making her sigh.

Eren rolled off her, an arm still cupping her hip, keeping her close. And while her limbs felt like lead, she reached out and touched him too, hands running over his sweaty chest, caressing the nape of his neck, placing kisses on his cheeks.

"Now, I Want to try something else," Mikasa spoke seductively.

As she settled into the plush seat, her slender legs gracefully ascended the backrest, effortlessly defying gravity. With a smooth motion, her supple back lay flat against the seat, embracing its velvety comfort. The contours of her bare bosom gently sloped to the sides, delicately swaying under the subtle influence of their own weight.

In perfect contrast, her exquisite neck, adorned with a porcelain-like complexion, pressed against the seat's edge, showcasing a captivating angle as her head playfully hung upside down. The cascade of her luscious locks cascaded towards the floor like a mesmerizing waterfall frozen in time. Amidst this captivating scene, her eyes, a bright shade of grey, sparkled mischievously.

With a sudden surge of self-control, Eren abruptly ceased the rhythmic motion of his hand caressing his manhood, acutely aware that a mere glance in the direction of the exquisitely captivating Mikasa was capable of igniting an unintended climax within him.

As Eren confidently approached Mikasa, his every stride seemed to be accompanied by the alluring sway of his aroused member, captivating her gaze and causing her eyes to keenly trace the tantalizing bounce with each step he took until he stood mere inches away from her.

Eren gently cradled Mikasa's delicate cheek, his thumb delicately grazing her chin in a tender gesture. In response, her lips instinctively parted, a silent invitation, as her gaze reluctantly tore away from the captivating sight of his engorged manhood, focusing instead on the depths of his eyes, locking their souls in an intense connection.

Mikasa's eyes sparkled with anticipation as a mischievous smile curved her lips, hinting at the thrilling surprise she had in store. With a quick flick of her tongue, she parted her lips, allowing her warm breath to caress his eager cockhead in the most tantalizing ways. The air crackled with electricity as a tingling sensation surged through his entire body, every nerve ending, awakening in ecstasy.

With a surge of desire fueling him, Eren plunged his throbbing member deep down her throat, encountering minimal resistance. Undeterred, Eren's determination prevailed, effortlessly accommodating his thick, fat cock all the way to the back. The forceful thrust brought their bodies closer, with his pubic bone pressing against Mikasa's plump lower lip, causing it to pale in comparison. Lost in the heat of the moment, Eren's view was obscured by his own groin, leaving him unable to see Mikasa's face. Instead, his gaze fixated on the sight that sent shivers of arousal down his spine - the sight of her milky throat straining and bulging, accommodating his engorged cock with unwavering dedication.

Eren's voice filled the air with a sultry hiss. His eyes fixated on Mikasa as she skillfully embraced the depths of his cock. With raw passion igniting the room, he couldn't help but express his fervent approval, his words laced with an intoxicating blend of longing and admiration. "Oh, Mikasa," he whispered, his voice filled with a mixture of awe and desire, "Fucking hell, Mikasa, you should see yourself, see how you take my cock so good down your throat. I could come just from looking at you like this." A symphony of pleasure resonated as her moans reverberated against his throbbing manhood.

Eren, with a mischievous glimmer in his eyes, skillfully withdrew his hardened member, relishing the sight of her lips tightly clinging to the engorged head as if unwilling to release their grasp. A playful chuckle escaped his lips as he opted not to exert force, choosing instead to savor the moment. Leaning closer, his powerful hands enveloped her delicate ankles, providing the perfect leverage for what was to come next—a passionate, relentless thrusting as he plunged his throbbing shaft into the depths of her throat.

The symphony of sounds that resonated from Mikasa's trembling body would forever imprint itself upon Eren's subconscious. The gushing of saliva, the primal grunts of exertion, the raw and desperate gags as his manhood delved even deeper, and the breathless choking as the intensity became overwhelming - it was a heady and intoxicating mixture that would linger in his dreams, etching itself deeply into the recesses of his mind.

Mikasa showcased her remarkable lung capacity as she passionately engaged in a powerful act of pleasure. With unwavering determination, she skillfully maneuvered, effortlessly alternating between gargling and spitting around his member, an enticing dance of passion and vulnerability. The amalgamation of his precum and her saliva cascaded down his groin, leaving an indelible mark on her captivating face, a testament to their shared ecstasy. The anticipation grew, a tantalizing mix of desire and admiration, for the moment when he would finally unveil her breathtaking countenance. But before that unveiling, his sole focus remained on her satisfaction, determined to elicit waves of pleasure that would send her spiraling into euphoria.

Eren deliberately and seductively slid his large, calloused fingers into the moist warmth that was Mikasa's pussy. The sensation was instantaneous, as her essence enveloped his digits, creating a symphony of tantalizing squelching sounds that echoed in the air, mirroring the intensity of their passion. As the pleasure intensified, Eren's heightened senses caught the melodious cadence of Mikasa's moans resonating against his throbbing manhood. At that moment, he instinctively decided to slow down his fervent thrusts, allowing him to focus entirely on evoking ecstasy from the depths of her being. His purpose became clear - to elicit not just moans but an unrestrained symphony of screams.

Eren's touch became an intoxicating symphony of pleasure as he delicately caressed her innermost depths. With skillful precision, he expertly navigated the contours of her velvety walls, his fingers gently dancing upon the sacred terrain until they her sweet spot - the tantalizing ridged edge of her sweet spot.

A relentless rhythm emerged as he stroked it incessantly, sending waves of electric bliss coursing through her veins while his other hand pressed firmly against her throbbing core, igniting a wildfire of sensations that consumed her being.

Her walls, once serene and composed, now trembled in response to his passionate intrusion, their fluttering movements growing in intensity with every passing moment. The symphony of their desires reached a crescendo, echoing through the room as her screams reverberated in the air.

As her trembling thighs threatened to give way under the overwhelming pleasure, Eren's protective instincts kicked in, his strong hands firmly holding her legs down, ensuring her stability amidst the tempest of sensations.

With unwavering devotion, he allowed her to fully embrace the euphoria of her orgasm, patiently waiting for the storm to subside. Only then, when her body had found solace in the aftermath of pleasure, did Eren withdraw from her mouth, his pulsating member glistening with their shared passion.

Mikasa, her eyes fixed intensely upon him, radiated an insatiable desire for more of his presence. With an air of anticipation, she held her mouth agape, an invitation for him to fill it with his essence. Slowly, he acquiesced, exerting gentle pressure as his pelvis met her face once again.

He tenderly caressed her throat, his movements a symphony of pleasure and longing. Every fiber of her being responded to his touch, her throat enveloping him with a gushy warmth that sent shivers down her spine. The tightness of her muscles against his shaft intensified the electric connection between them, heightening their shared ecstasy. With each passionate thrust, Eren could feel his release building, his balls churning in anticipation of flooding her depths with his seed.

Eren's voice dripped with desire as he growled, "I'm gonna come, gonna fill your stomach up!" With each forceful thrust, saliva splattered against his groin, creating an intoxicating and primal atmosphere.

Eren's roar of pleasure filled the air, his orgasm surging forth like a tidal wave. His release crashed against Mikasa's throat, cascading down into the depths of her stomach. Aware of the overwhelming power of his ecstasy, he withdrew, careful not to overwhelm her with his cum. The remaining euphoria splattered across her chest and stomach, leaving behind thick, opaque strands that glistened in the room's dim light.

Eren, his body enveloped in a mixture of exhaustion and exhilaration, drew a long, shuddering breath after experiencing a deeply satisfying climax. With a sense of purpose, he guided his stained cockhead toward Mikasa's awaiting mouth. As her lips encircled him, a delicate dance of pleasure ensued, her tongue expertly exploring every contour and fold, diligently cleansing him in a tantalizing display of intimacy.

Ymir barged into the room without so much as a knock. Her eyes widened as she beheld the sight of Mikasa and Eren entangled in their passionate escapade upon the disheveled bed. A mischievous glimmer sparked in her gaze. Without hesitation, she shed her clothes with a seductive grace, an act that revealed her willingness to partake. And just like that, she joined them.