➕Gothic ➕- Mikasa Ackerman x fem reader

• S I X T E E N •

As the buildings pass by, you try to calm yourself down. You didn't want Mikasa to know you were bothered, and you didn't want to make her uncomfortable. Having put on some juicy couture perfume you found in the master bathroom, you checked yourself one last time before stepping up the porch and ringing the doorbell.

It opens almost instantly, as if she was already stationed at the door. She smiles at you and blushes, and you notice her makeup is a little different: she's wearing dark red lipstick instead of black, and her eyeshadow has more definition than it usually does.

You give her a smile of your own and step into the warmth of the house. You shrug off your jacket and take off your boots, and Mikasa occupies herself by putting your things away.

You can tell she's nervous.

This makes your heart skip a beat and your body heat up once again; the possibility of what might happen tonight truly sinks in.

When Mikasa finishes with your outerwear, she turns to you but won't meet your eye.

"So I, uh, made us dinner tonight" she says timidly, her cheeks red.

You smile at her and tuck some of her silky hair behind her ear, which makes you blush even more.

"I'm excited" you say tenderly, which seems to calm her a little bit.

She grabs your hand and leads you into the kitchen, where she set up a cute little table with tall back candles and the spiderweb tablecloth from Halloween. You see (your favourite dish) on the table with some (what looks like) some wine. She pulls out the chair for you and you sit down, and she follows suit shortly after.

"This looks amazing Mika" you say, a big smile on your face as you wait excitedly to start eating. She blushes and picks up her utensils, and the two of you start to eat.

Throughout dinner, you two talk about anything and everything, in between bites of delicious food and watered down wine. You were having so much fun you completely forgot about your nerves.

After a delicious dinner and a dessert of macaroons, you help Mikasa clean and do the dishes. You tried to make her sit back and relax, she did make the dinner for you after all, but she wouldn't budge, and instead the two of you stood shoulder to shoulder as you cleaned.

When the cleaning was done, Mikasa leads you up to her bedroom. Your stomach starts to twist a little bit. When she opens the door, you can see she brought up the tv and the DVD player, and set up a blanket Fort on her bed. She goes and changes into her pjs, and you do the same, waking to the bathroom down the hall. You took off the skull crew neck you were wearing to reveal the matching black underwear set that you had put on. If things were going to happen as you though they would, you wanted to look somewhat nice for Mikasa, so you put on the underwear set you had gotten as a gift from a family member.

You slip on your Naruto pj pants and a clean black shirt and made your way back to Mikasa's bedroom. You step in and close the door behind you, and turn to see Mikasa seated on her bed, wearing a silky black nightgown (that you assumed she "borrowed" from Carla). Her pale milky shoulders we accented by the black lace straps, and the fabric hugged her in places that made it hard for you to think.

You stood there dumbfounded, unable to keep your eyes away from Mikasa. She sat there shyly, her entire face bright red as she looked at you through her hair, that was loose around her face.

"W-wow Mikasa" you breathed out, voice barely above a whisper. "You look amazing".
You mentally slapped yourself; was there nothing better you could have said to her?

You drop your day clothes on the floor and go towards the bed, and gently sat down beside Mikasa, pulling your legs under you in a casual way.

"You know I really love you y/n" Mikasa starts, voice so quiet you can barely hear. You then your body so that your knees were touching, and you can see Mikasa relax just a little bit.

"I really love you y/n, and.... and I want to take things... um.... Further."

You feel heat coil in you belly, and any words you might have did in your throat.

This was really happening.

You slowly take both of her hands in yours and squeeze them lightly. "Okay" you say quietly, eyes unable to meet Mikasa's. You glance up to see Mikasa with a red face and bright eyes. The two of you stare at each other for a while, knees together and hands clasped. Both of you were nervous, but excited, and you could feel the atmosphere getting heavier.

As if pulled by some supernatural force, the two of you lean in and meet in the middle; lips locking in a warm embrace. The two of you kiss for a few moments, gentle and slow. Suddenly, Mikasa puts her hands on your shoulders and moves so that she's straddling you; things on either side of you, and her nightgown ridding up. You place your hands on her waist, fingers pressing through the thin sink onto the sharp edges of her pelvic bone.

Her lips press against yours harder, and you can feel her tongue pressing against your bottom lip lightly. You hesitate a moment, nervous, but open your mouth a little bit, letting her warm tongue inside. The two of you fight for dominance, tongues twirling around one another as your own hands pull each other closer, tension and desperation choking the air.

You and Mikasa pull away to breathe, and her hands move to rest on your cheeks.

"Are you sure you want this y/n? With me?" She asks, the mild tremor of fear in her voice. You look at her with as much happiness and love as you can, and nod your head gently.

"I do Mikasa" your voice a whisper, the final card in the castle of desire. Mikasa brings her mouth back to yours and the two of you fall back into the rhythm of passion.

Her hands drift to your chest, laying on top of your breasts. You bring your hands to the hem of her nightgown, and slip it over her waist and off her body, her hair falling back down in black waves. She was nude under the nightgown, and you took a few moments to have at her beautiful, perfect body. She brings her arms up and covers herself in embarrassment, turning her face away from yours.

"You're beautiful Mikasa" you say, hands reaching for her arms. "Don't hide yourself from me." Her face turns red again and she slowly brings her arms away from herself.

Looking up at Mikasa, you slowly take your own shirt off, and grab Mikasa's hands behind you to unclip your bra. Your stomach in knots and your skin burning, you let Mikasa see you in this vulnerable state.

"Beautiful" she mumbles before pushing you by the shoulders back onto the soft bedsheets.

For the rest of the night, the two of you fumble and laugh and love together; skin touching skin, burning handprints on the softest parts of each other's bodies. Kisses spread like fire on necks and chests and thighs, worshipping each other. This intimate night with Mikasa was the best thing you ever felt; you learned about yourself and about love; you and Mikasa mumbling praise and confessions of love between whines and moans.

Your bodies melting into one another until the universe itself wouldn't be able to pull you
apart.

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A/N: I'm SO sorry for the late update! I've had a lot going on and my mental health hasn't been too good. As for this chapter, I was going to write a more detailed sex scene, but I felt uncomfortable wiring it, as I myself am almost 19 and a consenting adult, writing about characters canonically 16 in this story. I hope you aren't too disappointed.