WARNING; Smut/Lemon AHEAD!!
"Is this okay?" Eren asked me. I nodded, unable to enunciate any words. Eren began then to move around inside of me, making me quite loose. My eyes widened as I moaned in a level tone, obviously from utmost gratification. Eren began to groan as well as he urged himself within me in a rhythmic motion.
That's when I loosely threw my arms around his back and dug my nails deep into his skin. I put my legs around his waist, trapping him in that position but still allowing him to thrust with me internally. My moans grew louder in volume as Eren progressed and went further into me. "Mmhm! Eren!" I managed through my loud and nearly deafening moans.
Eren put his hands on my breast and slowly caressed them. "F..Fuck!" I exclaimed. "Oh my God, Mikasa! I..I'm gonna..." Eren began. "Me too Eren! Together!" I groaned. "N..Now!" Eren grunted. My back arched up and my toes curled as I couldn't help but groan, releasing my juiced onto Eren's condom covered penis.
After that, Eren laid down beside me and took the condom off. He threw it onto the grass, then turned on his left to face me. I returned the favor by turning onto my right, eyeing Eren. He smirked. "Eren." I began. "Yes?" He responded, still blushing from what just happened. "I love you." I smiled and blushed.
He smiled gently at me. "I love you too, Mikasa." Eren pronounced in a soft tone. A tear rolled down my cheek and I sniffed. "Aww, why are you crying?" Eren asked. "I just...I love you. So..SO much! You don't know how much you mean to me." My lip quivered as multiple tears continued to roll down my cheeks.
Eren gave me a heart-warming smile and wiped a tear off of my cheek with his thumb. I opened my eyes and saw how close Eren was to me. I blushed as he leaned forward and pecked my lips. "Cheer up. Let's enjoy this moment. 'Kay?" Eren mused. I nodded and sniffed, wiping away the rest of my tears.
Eren switched positions and turned to his back, gesturing for me to move closer to him. I obliged, and next thing I knew, we were back in the same position; Eren on his back and I was leaning up against his chest. Except this time we were completely naked.
The moon was completely in the sky at this point, glowing brightly onto our faces and making the stars in the sky stand out more. I began to shiver, becoming a little cold. Eren noticed and gave me his scarf. I looked up at him as he wrapped it around my neck.
"It's warm, isn't it?" Eren queried in a soft voice with affection. I politely nodded and went back to facing the sky. I enjoyed the pleasant warmth that Eren's scarf gave me. I pulled it over to my nose to somewhat cover my blush. After a moment of silence, my eyelids grew heavy.
"Hey, Eren?" I called, looking back to Eren, attempting to inform him of my drowsiness. To my surprise, he was already asleep. I shrugged and let my exhaustion take me over, sending me into a deep slumber.
I opened my eyes and felt myself back in a bed. 'I thought I was on a date with Eren thought...' I looked around to examine the room. "Ms. Ackerman! You're awake." A nurse exclaimed as she approached me. "Excuse me?" I asked the nurse.
The nurse skimmed over my sudden call of confusion. "I'm happy to announce that you have given birth to a perfectly healthy baby girl!" The nurse delightfully announced. "What? I was never pregnant." I asserted to the nurse. Again, the nurse didn't acknowledge my remark and handed me a baby girl.
"W..wait! This isn't my baby!" I earnestly remarked. "Do you want me to get Dad?" The nurse asked me. "She isn't even my baby! Please, you've made some sort of mistake!" I begged. "Alright, let me go get Dad." The nursed stated, then left the room.
I looked down to this baby that was supposedly mine. She looked so...gentle. The baby weakly opened her eyes and yawned, stretching her small arms out. I couldn't fight the urge, and ended up leaning forward to let the baby's small hands touch my face.
"Aww...you little angel." I whispered. After a moments reflection, I remembered that I wasn't with Eren anymore. I looked around, panicked, as I frantically searched the room for Eren. "E..Eren?!" I called. I was too weak to move, so I just stayed put in the hospital bed that I had just awaken from.
"Alright, here's Dad." The nurse entered the room again. I sighed in relief, hoping to see Eren. But instead, my eyes were met with Marlo's smug face. "Marlo?!" I exclaimed. The baby must've been startled by my sudden reaction, because she started to cry. I hushed the babe and rocked her in my arms, my attention soon to be driven back to Marlo when I was able to pacify the baby.
"Where's Eren?" I questioned in a rushed tone. "Oh. This is the biologically father. You can see Eren again when visitors are allowed to come visit." The nursed explained. I sulked back in my bed. Marlo? This baby's father? And I'm the mother? Some mistake must've occurred, because if this is my baby then Eren should be the father. Right?
"Mikasa!" Eren called. My eyes shot opened and I jolted up from Eren's chest. "Eren?!" I called, frantically. "Whoa, whoa! Relax Mikasa. I'm right here." Eren caressed my cheek and turned my face to be front onto him again. I sighed in relief, then jumped up and wrapped my arms around Eren's waist, trammeling him in a sudden hug.
Eren decided not to ask me what the matter was and just wrapped his arms around my back to return the hug. "I..I don't ever want to leave you." I whimpered as I began to tremble. Eren pulled me in tighter for the hug. "You won't have to." Eren assured. "Now c'mon, let's go home." Eren suggested.
We separated and I nodded. He loosely threw his shirt back on and his jeans, as I did the same with my clothing. We entered the car and I sat in the front and Eren started the car. I decided not to mention my dream or bring it up in conversation with Eren. I mean, it was only a nightmare...right? Just a delusion. It is. It has to be...
....right?
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Prostitute Stained Love (EreMika) | (Completed)
Fanfic"Why do you do it, Mikasa?" I, Mikasa Ackerman, am a prostitute. I have a really careless behavior and you should never trust me with a child. My childhood is something that I never want to remember, so I don't think about it. I wasn't blessed with...