Roadside (Ymir x Christa/Historia)

Chapter Seven: Innocence

[Note: Warning! Smut in this chapter, don't like, don't read please! Thank you~]

Christa's POV

I fell back onto the bed in Ymir's embrace, her lips already planting themselves back onto mine, her tongue begging for entrance. The bed whined in protest as Ymir hastily undid her buttoned shirt, throwing it and her bra aside. She worked at getting my shirt off next.

See it from the outside,

Running toward the wall.

Seeing from your blinds eye;

But you don't know me at all.

I've been here too many times before;

And your tears don't mean a thing.

I only come, when you scream...

I told you-

She nibbled my neck lightly, kissing up my jaw and on my cheeks and lips.

Child don't follow me home;

You're just too perfect for my hands to hold.

If you choose to stay, you'll throw it all away;

And I just want to take, your innocence.

Our shirts and Ymir's pants were discarded, scattered on the floor.

Is this what you wanted?

Did I make your dreams come true?

Sitting in a corner,

Wondering what you got into.

She groped me, releasing a moan from within me. She pulled at my shorts with her free hand.

You ached for this, you don't understand;

That your tears don't mean a thing.

And I only come when you scream...

I told you-

Child don't follow me home;

You're just too perfect for my hands to hold.

If you choose to stay you'll throw it all away;

And I just want to take, your innocence.

She looked down at me with a look of worry in her eyes, hesitating; I hummed as if to say "It's okay". She took the hint, pulling off my shorts and panties completely.

There's no such thing as fate.

Only yourself to blame.

You never walked away;

I told you-

Her hand slithered down my chest and over my stomach, touching me. I shook with shock, a feeling as if I had been shocked, running through my nerves.

"Oh, Ymir...! More, more!!" I mewled, Ymir teasing me to a point of insanity.

Child don't follow me home;

You're just too perfect for my hands to hold.

If you choose to stay you'll throw it all away;

And I just want to take, your innocence.

She rubbed my clit almost perfectly, setting a fire aflame in my lower abdomen. I moaned shamelessly, twitching from the pleasure.