Mikasasha - OneShots

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Warning: Smut and cringe ahead.

The nails digging into her skin, the soft, plump breasts against hers, the slippery tounge sliding down her neck and knawing at her collarbone. Mikasa loved it all. The heavy breathing and slight grunts of delight filling the room.

Too bad it was all in her head.

A large book slammed down onto Mikasa's desk, ripping her out of her unholy thoughts.

"Ms.Ackerman." The heavy set teacher called, her piercing gaze only scratching the surface of Mikasa's, the latter glared back, completely unfazed. The eyes of her classmates were trained onto her, as though she were something interesting at a zoo. "Answer, the question."

"And what question would that be, ma'am?" Mikasa retaliated, watching the teacher with a deadpan expression through her eyelashes.

"So you weren't paying attention. That must explain why you are failing all of you classes. Perhaps naughty thoughs of a boy are plaguing your mind?" At this comment, Mikasa actually flinched. Yes, she had sex with Eren a few times, but that was nothing, and he certainly wasn't plauging her mind, however she had to keep her status, the couldn't let her actual thoughts out into the world.

"No ma'am, however my thoughts are none of your buisness."

"Backchatting? Go to the office." The teacher commanded sternly. Mikasa didn't object, didn't scoff, she simply picked up her bag and strode out of the door.

"Hey beautiful, heard you being yelled at, what'd you do this time?" Eren had already been sent out of the class and ordered to stand by the door until further notice. If Mikasa was being honest, his bad boy facade annoyed her. Before anyone calls her a hypocrate, Mikasa isn't a 'bad girl,' she just has meerly been having a bad day, thanks to the naughty thoughts of a certain girl plauging her mind.

No, Ymir and Historia get enough shit thrown at them. I'm not going to join.

Without responding to Eren, she rounded the corner and calmly entered the office. There she saw Sasha, her arm in a cast. The girl met Mikasa's gaze as soon as she walked in, and smiled.

"What did you do this time?" Mikasa questioned sitting beside the injured girl, placing her bag on her lap.

"I fell down the stairs chasing Connie." Sasha responded, her tone filled with misplaced pride. Mikasa smiled. "What about you?"

"The bitch Miss.Higgins was yelling at me, I just replied to all of her questions, and she sent me here." Sasha raised her eyesbrows.

"You swore?"

"So?"

"You never swear."

"Yeah well, I'm having a bad day."

"Damn, I didn't think popular girls like you could have bad days." Mikasa sighed, placing her hand to her face.

"That's where you're wrong..." Mikasa was only really popular begause of her pretty face and good body, not for anything else, and if she were being honest, it was a drag. All the boys swooned over her and most of the girls hated her, thinking that she would sleep with their boyfriends, even though she wasn't a slut.