Mine

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"Mine"

RivaMika

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A special Valentines Rp

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This woman, having such confidence in taking away the space that had been between our bodies. Wearing alluring clothes that definitely did it's job on Levi, as well as finely grooming her hair and wearing make up that matched well with what she wore.

"Well done Ackerman, your clothes did it's job in pulling me in. Impressive." Levi growls in approval as his eyes study the midnight haired woman. Satisfied at the sight of the perfect curves, he wraps his arms around her waist.

"I'm glad Corporal, it didn't take much to find the right clothes" Mikasa gently rubbed her inner thigh against him, having it become rhythmical movements. Her hand reaches under her silken shirt, pulling out the newly bought lip stick, and separating the cap.

Elegantly Ackerman ran the lipstick over the top then bottom of her mouth, popping her lips together so the color would even out.

"Levi, for today... Can you be mine? Why must I always be the one to become marked?" Mikasa gave a pout as she finished up the lip stick, closing the cap and sliding it back in her shirt.

Levi raised a eyebrow before giving her words a thought. Today was a special day, so it wouldn't hurt letting her have her way this once.

"Alright Ackerman, just this time"

Rivaille grunted as he shifted his weight under her.

A smirk comes across Mikasa's face as she leans forward, her face directly in front of Rivaille's. Both of the party's could feel each other's breath. Without hesitating, Mikasa presses her newly glossed lips upon Levi's upper cheek. Giving it a good few seconds before moving away to see her artwork that laid on his face.

"Tch, Now I'm going to have to clean this off later" Levi hissed under his breath as Mikasa ran her hand through the hair on the back of his neck. Her fingers easily brushing against the recently washed and combed strands.

" Oh no complaining for tonight. C o p o r a l " Mikasa teased as she place another kiss mark against his neck besides the right jaw line.

Levi, frowning, yet nonresistant, tightens the hold around Ackerman. His eyes never leaving her's.

Mikasa took hold of his cheeks in her palms, pushing her lips against his as her tongue quickly brushes against Rivaille's lips. "Besides, there will be more marks that you will have to worry about tomorrow morning... Because you are mine tonight" Her lips curve into a sleek smile, a devious intention hidden behind the pupils of her eyes,

"Happy Valentines day, Levi"