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"Stop tailing me, Mikasa."

That must have been the hundredth time today he had said that to her. The horses were whinnying and rustling behind her, and for a moment, she didn't think the tree would restrain them. Her hands smoothed over the rough reins and around the cracked branch they were tied to. The knot wasn't completely secure, but it was firm enough to hold two colts. Unless the animals had a deep, raging vendetta with trees, she wasn't sure any amount of struggling would free them.

Eren had begged the captain to let him explore, but Levi wouldn't let him go without an escort. She had volunteered, and of course, he wasn't okay with it. It didn't matter, she wasn't going to let him go alone anyway. They had galloped for only a few minutes, so she guessed that they weren't too far from base, and the forest they were in was already cleared for titans. Even so, there wasn't any harm in being careful.

Mikasa felt her shirt catch onto a twig. She quickly detached herself from the mess, and continued trekking though the dense vegetation. The forest was way too cramped for her liking. There were too many trees, loud sounds, and a host of animals that were determined to make her trip. It could have been a bigger problem to her than it was, but she was just glad that there weren't any titans.

She decided to check if Eren had klutzed himself into a bad situation. Not that he was clumsy or anything, but his personality did make him 'accident-prone'. Her eyes scanned the vicinity, expecting to find a familiar cloud of auburn hair glowing under the harsh sun. But she could see nothing – nothing but green, more green, and even more fucking green.

"Eren!" She called. The wind seemed to whip her voice into the air.

She called again, but there was no response. Her boots broke into a sprint as they struggled to maneuver around the random rocks and twigs that were missioned to snap her ankle. He had to be here somewhere. There was no way she could have lost him, she was right behind him just seconds ago. The wind picked her air up as she zipped through the vegetation. The birds seemed to be laughing at her as the heat was beating her down. There was no time to panic. This was not a time to panic.

And then, her eyes caught onto something. It was to her right, glinting in the sunlight and piercing her vision. Mikasa jerked her head towards to object, and she quickly registered what it was. It was Eren's 3D maneuver gear, and his brown, leather half-jacket.

Now, she was panicking.

Someone must have taken him. That was the only explanation, and they must have ditched his gear so he couldn't escape. She quickly shifted her body and sprinted towards the direction of the jacket.

Maybe she should use her gear, it would be faster.

No, that would give away her position. She had to keep on the trail. Mikasa bolted past the leather jacket and the maneuver gear. Her eyes ogled every tree next to every bush bearing every berry. Then, her ears registered something and she stopped in her tracks. It was a loud, throaty sound. It took her some time to figure it out – it was laughing. Someone was laughing.

Eren was laughing.

Now, she was really stumped. Her boots zipped towards the direction of her boyfriend's voice and her ears began to pick up something else. It was a deep, resonant rumbling. Her memories flashed back to when she lived in the forest, before her parents died. She had heard the same sound before. It was powerful yet fluid. It didn't come back to her until she ran into a clearing and processed what she was seeing.

It was a waterfall.

Small, and it could have only been 10 meters, but it was still powerful enough to make her heart quiver. The foamy, crystal water bounced off of the sunlight and thundered down into a pool. And in the center, there stood a familiar tanned, green-eyed boy wading neck-deep in the water.

Her voice caught in her throat as she spoke, "Eren?"

He whipped his head around violently. His wet, tousled hair was now floppy and was covering half of his head. She could barely compute the bright, white grin glued to his face.

"Mikasa, get in!" He called.

He was smiling. Eren was smiling and he was laughing. It was almost freaky seeing him like that. Eren smiled before, but it was usually accompanied by an intense scowl and a drop of sweat on his temple.

She looked to her left and spotted his white shirt, brown training pants, and… some other things. Hot blood pumped through her veins and her cheeks were scorching like the sun.

"Well, are you coming?" He asked, having migrated to the shallower part of the pool closest to her.

Her pupils stung. It was probably because of the sweat dripping past her eyebrows and into her eyes. Yes, it definitely wasn't because she was getting a perfect view of his abs or anything.

"Eren, w-what are you doing?" She asked, itching everywhere.

"Come on," he whined. "For me?"

That killed her. Did he just ask her to do something for him? Just the thought of it left her frozen, not to mention she had caught sight of his V-line. Why wasn't he wearing any underwear?

"I don't –" she tried.

"Just take your clothes off and jump in."

His eyes and long eyelashes were sparkling like emeralds, almost hypnotizing her. How could she say no to that?

She released the latch on her 3D maneuver gear. It dropped to the dirt with a metal *clunk*.

Eren had turned around, but this was still embarrassing. It wasn't like they had never seen each other naked before, because that definitely wasn't it. It – this, was completely new. Since when had he been interested in fun? Most of his efforts were spent on training, transforming, or tearing up.

She popped the button on her collared shirt. There wasn't much of a difference in the heat, but Mikasa could feel the occasional cool breeze brush past her skin. She started working her pants down and turned around. The leather button was easy to flick open, and by the time she had taken her pants off completely it was too late.

Rough, strong hands clutched the sides of her waist and she was pulled backwards. The water was so much colder than she had expected, but balanced evenly with the dry air. Her nose filled with water and her blurry eyes registered the streaks of sunlight woven throughout the crystal pool.

It was so beautiful, and it could have been even more beautiful if she wasn't gasping for air.

"Gotcha!" Eren yelled behind her. He turned his back and lunged through the water.

He wasn't getting away that easily.

Her…undergarments weren't going to dry well, but Mikasa figured it was already too late to worry about that. Right now, she was hunting, and she always made the kill. Her arms lunged out and caught Eren's heel. She pulled with just enough force for him to turn over and plunged under the water.

They were in the deeper part of the pool now, and her neck and above was the only part of her body exposed to harsh sunlight. Eren was hiding in there, and was probably going to pop up any moment. She almost giggled when she felt him brush by her knee – he was going jump out in front of her.

She turned around just as he emerged from the depths, and for the first time, Mikasa Ackerman was wrong. Eren revealed himself and caught her by the waist, lifting her slightly. She couldn't register what had just happened until she met his eyes. They were trained on her lips and she knew what was going to happen. It had happened plenty of times before but she could never get used to it.

Eren's lips were moist and firm as they met hers. His arms were wrapped around her tightly and her waist was flat against his stomach. She could feel the ridges in his abs and she knew that this wasn't going to end with just a kiss. His tongue entered her mouth swiftly and they soon began competing in tug-of-war. It wasn't like she was paying attention, but the air seemed to get thicker.

Where were they again?

Her right hand caught his brown locks while her left was massaging his firmly shifting back muscles. Mikasa let her head dip backwards as he began pecking her collarbones, slowly making his way up her neck. The soft cloth of her bra unclasped with a snap and she spotted the ripple it created as it fell.

The water suddenly didn't feel cold anymore.

They eventually separated and gasped for air desperately, as if they had been drowning. Her chest was heaving and she could feel Eren's pride jabbing her waist. His eyes were filled with a familiar look that made her heart beat even faster. It was hungry. Animalistic. Mikasa slowly nodded, and his fingers quickly ripped her last article clothing from her exposed body. She bit on a clump of wet, black hair that had been whipped into her mouth as Eren began moving inside her.

Was he trying to finish a race or something?

Her fingernails dug into his shoulder blades as he began moving faster. His face was buried in her breasts and she could slowly feel the heat from her core beginning to intensify. The thundering waterfall and the animals singing around them began to get even louder.

"Mikasa…" Eren whispered.

"Eren," her voice came out as more of a gasp.

The sun seemed to be getting hotter and brighter, and the water they were in was starting to boil. She glanced down at Eren's face. His cheeks were cherry red and his eyes were shut with concentration. She could have sworn everything around them was getting noisier. Noisier and hotter. The magma was slowly reaching the peak of the volcano, inching its way up towards release until finally, the sun went supernova, the crystal water burst into steam, and Mikasa felt her core burst into flames.

Her muscles went limp and her chest was heaving rapidly. Eren dropped her but quickly caught her in his grasp.

"Eren…" She trailed off.

He looked at her lazily with heavy eyelids. "We're not done yet."

One step at a time, Jean.

The cherries weren't too soft or too hard, they were perfectly ripe. He carefully placed the last berry into the wooden bowl and took a step back to marvel at his masterpiece.

Okay, so he didn't really make anything, but he was proud of the way he had arranged the berries. He had caught sight Mikasa eating them before, right before she chased after that fool. Again. By the look that was on her face then, she was definitely going to enjoy these.

Jean held the bowl carefully in his hands and shifted towards the exit. He was going to have to clean up the kitchen later, or just tell Levi that Eren had messed it up. He chuckled at the thought and almost dropped the bowl. Carefully and swiftly, he exited the kitchen and made his way into the dining room.

She was sitting there. Alone. It was almost like she was caught in another one of her trances, but it was an illusion. Even if she wasn't focusing, Mikasa was always alert. Jean did a double take for the brat, just in case he decided to pop up from nowhere like he always does. Once he had decided that the coast was clear, it was time to make his move.

As he approached her, more of Mikasa's face was becoming visible. Finally, she notched her head against her hand and Jean got a clear look.

Was she…smiling?

His bowl of cherries imploded in his arms and his hands desperately danced to catch it. Once he finally got a hold of it, half of his creation was littering the wooden floor.

"Jean?"

She said something to him. His head jerked towards her voice.

My face must be as red as the cherries.

"Hey, Mikasa," He started, banishing all the awkwardness from his tone. "Are you…uh…hungry?"

He gestured to the half-empty bowl of cherries. There might still be a chance to salvage the situation.

"Thanks," she said halfheartedly.

It didn't matter. She was going for it. Her fingers were reaching towards the cherries and Jean could feel drool almost slip from his mouth. She plucked one and began to steadily bring it towards her.

God, even the way she ate was sexy.

And then there was a slam. The cherry was resting between Mikasa's lips, but she hadn't swallowed it yet. The clattering sounds began quickening their pace and Jean recognized what they were – footsteps.

No. No, not now!

He desperately turned to Mikasa and began screeching. "Mikasa! EAT THE CHERRY!"

Her head cocked backwards and her eyes widened, but the cherry was still in between her lips. Time was running out.

Jean lurched forward and slammed his palms onto the wooden dining table. "EAT IT NOW! QUICK!"

But of course, nothing good could ever happen to him as long as that bastard Eren was around. Like lightning, the devil himself rushed into the dining room.

"Mikasa! Levi said – what are you eating?" The brat interrupted.

He couldn't believe what happened after that, but it had happened. Eren lunged forward and smacked his lips onto her's. Jean felt like hurling as the cherry that was between Mikasa's lips slowly slid into Satan's mouth.

Her cheeks exploded into red and Eren grabbed her arm. "Come on, Levi said we can go exploring again, by the waterfall." The asshole was struggling to speak as he chewed on Jean's heart.

Jean didn't know what it was, but Mikasa's cheeks seemed to get even brighter. He watched as the demon dragged her away and out the door. There were a few seconds of silence as his thoughts roamed and wandered, attempting to process what had just happened.

What had even happened?

And then, of course, he heard him again. Eren was in the doorway and was scanning the room. After what felt like an hour, the bastard opened his mouth and advised – "Jean, you should really clean this up before the captain makes it inside." And with that, he disappeared.

There was only silence and the rustle of the afternoon wind. Orange and red leaves whipped through the open door and into the empty room. The lights were making strange buzzing sounds, and Jean was probably going to fix those soon. He didn't even look down at the red mess beneath him. In fact, his eyes were frozen in place.

What. The. Fuck.

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Lol, forever-alone Jean strikes again!

Hope you've enjoyed, and until next time -

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