MorningWood

Chapter 7

I'll probably take a short break from this collection after this chapter; I have some requests for 1st/2nd person character x reader stories that make up a new collection.

Thank you to all those who left kudos/favorites, and especially to those of you who have commented or PM'd me. You're a big reason why I keep writing. 😊

T/W and tags: Romantic/intimate, conversation & light angst, cum swallow.

I am a bit unsure of the angst in this one, so let me know your thoughts. It came up naturally as part of writing (unplanned), but still feels a tad forced because I have writer's leniency with not describing his thoughts more in-depth.

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Mikasa feels Eren's fingers skimming under the covers, the bedsheets raising in advance of his motion. A single, smooth motion wraps his arm over her side, between her breasts, and latching his hand to her collar bone.

A gentle tug and some shuffling of his own closes the distance between their bodies. She can feel him grumble groggily as his face sinks into the space between her head and chest, burying itself in the superb, warm feeling of extensive skin-to-skin contact with much of her body. The pair can still feel the distant, dull ache of a previous night of love making over their conjoined, naked bodies.

He mumbles something incoherent, still very groggy as the words fall from his lips in a deep, choppy lull. Mikasa feels her heart rise in her chest, tickled by his intimacy and from his attempting to speak through his morning grog.

But he doesn't stop there.

His legs sweep over the bed and spoon into hers, his knees bending to fit the contours of her legs under the toasty covers. The arm over her chest contracts just a bit more, Eren shaking his body to shimmy out the last few pockets of air between his chest and her back.

Their skin touches nearly completely from head to toe.

Mikasa hums intimately. Easily drawn into the full body contact from the first moment of wakefulness. Her head skips toward him slightly.

"Mmm.." she starts, the progressive awareness of his body touching hers floating through mind. "Good morning, Babe." Mikasa's eyes bat open and shut a few times, buzzing pleasurably as she speaks. Her hand slides through the layers of fabric until it can crook around his arm over her chest.

Eren continues shifting his body, chasing out any spaces between them.

Her head nods against the pillow as the warm feeling of his body soaks into her from head to toe.

His tone cheery, but still deep and choppy, "Good morning, my love." Their hair intermingles even more as he oscillates his head against hers, rubbing their cheeks together for a few seconds before he stops and look into her eye with a passionate embrace as she turns to meet him.

Her lips pucker a bit as their eyes meet. Legs shift slightly, her lower leg parting his and slipping behind them as tension builds in her body.

She flips herself around, facing him. Solidifying her leg between his, she runs a hand up between the pair until she can rustle his hair thoughtfully. A content grin greets her as her eyes loose themselves in the bosom of blue-green sea-colored eyes directly in front of her.

Eren's arm shifts to her lower back, a loving tug pressing their abs together as his legs twist around hers more fully. She watches as his head creeps forward on the pillow, eyes sparking together as the distance steadily closes.