You can dance?
Mikasa and Annie were paired together for a group work, and they were currently working on it at Mikasa’s place, a song playing in the background. They were making decent progress when someone knocked on the door. Carla opened the door, saying, “Mikasa, can you come help me out with the groceries?”
“I’m making homework, can’t you ask Eren?”
“He is at Armin’s, you’re the only one I can ask.”
“Fine.” She groaned. “I’ll be back in five minutes or so, take a break.” She said to Annie as she left the room.
Annie leaned back and closed her eyes for a moment. She had been so happy when they had to work together, grateful for every single minute they spent together. She had thought about asking Mikasa out on a date, but everyone who knew her said she liked Eren. She had once overheard Jean talking to him and Armin, and both boys denied it. Every sign led to believe Mikasa did like Eren, but Armin’s usual good insight kept her hopes up. Still, even if she didn’t like Eren, it didn’t mean she was gay.
Annie sighed, rubbing her face. Thinking about this wasn’t going to help her. She stood up, loosening her muscles after sitting so long. She didn’t know which playlist Mikasa had running, but when the song switched for one of her favorites, she smiled.
While she hadn’t been to any dance classes for several years, she still loved dancing, and she wasn’t about to pass the chance to do so on this song. It didn’t take long before it got too warm and she tossed her hoodie to the side. She put all her power in her moves, knowing no better way to relieve herself of the stress of making homework.
The moves came naturally to her, perfectly in sync with the song she knew so well. She lifted her arms over her head, turning with a quick shifting of her feet, and stopped dead in her tracks.
Mikasa stood in the door opening, staring at her with slightly flustered cheeks. Annie dropped her arms and sat back down, returning her attention to their homework. The reason she quit dance school was because she didn’t like people watching her as she danced. “Good, you’re back, let’s finish this up.” She said, hoping Mikasa wouldn’t say anything about it.
“Yeah…” Mikasa said distractedly as she sat down on her spot. Annie glanced at her, really, what had she been thinking? How could she start dancing in the room of her crush and not expect her to walk in on it. Just then Mikasa glanced up, locking eyes with Annie for a brief moment. Annie returned her gaze to her paper, mentioning something they could do with a particular question, but truly her mind was elsewhere.
That was no ordinary glance. The way Mikasa looked at her in that split second was unlike any expression she had ever seen on the taller girl’s face. No, even before that, when she came back to her room. It wasn’t normal to blush even when you weren’t expecting to see someone dancing in your room.
Annie squeezed her eyes shut, she was getting her hopes up again, and she really couldn’t be doing that. When Mikasa spoke she opened her eyes, returning her focus fully on their project. An hour passed, and they finally finished. They tucked everything away and Annie stretched her arms over her head.
“I didn’t know you could dance.”
“Yeah… I normally don’t dance when there are people around to see it.”
“Why not? You’re really good.”
Annie pulled her knees up, hugging them. “I just don’t like people staring at me.”
“Not even if it’s just me?” Mikasa asked.
“What?” Annie almost panicked. Had someone told Mikasa she liked her? Wait, that didn’t make sense, she never told anyone she liked her. Who would even know it to begin with?
“Please, just a little?” hearing her speak those words was nearly enough to make her give in, but she shook her head. “Oh, come on.” Mikasa said sweetly and clicked something on her laptop, and the song Annie had danced to started playing again. She stood up and stretched her hand out to the blonde. “I promise I won’t tell anyone.”
“Fine.” Annie sighed, taking her hand. She could only resist her for so long. “Just don’t stare too much.” She muttered, not feeling the itch to dance with eyes on her. She took a deep breath and focused on the music, allowing the beat to take control over her body.
The song was nearly at its end when Mikasa walked towards her. Annie stopped dancing, brows furrowing in confusion. Before she could say anything however, Mikasa’s lips met hers, hands cupping her cheeks.
Annie froze, eyes wide with shock. Out of all things, she never expected Mikasa to kiss her. When she started to pull back, Annie reached a hand up to the back of Mikasa’s head, moving her lips to kiss her more deeply. Mikasa moaned, sliding her hands down over Annie’s chest and towards her butt. Annie gasped when she squeezed, desire building up inside her.
She pushed Mikasa onto the bed, wasting no time to climb on top of her and kiss her again. Her fingers fumbled with the buttons of her shirt, a shiver going up her spine when the other girl’s hands snuck underneath her top. She sucked on Mikasa’s bottom lip and tilted her head to nip at her jaw.
“Annie.” Mikasa whined, voice thick with want. Annie hummed, sliding her body over Mikasa’s before sitting up and pulling her top off. Mikasa’s hands found her hips and she sat up, nibbling at Annie’s collarbone, while Annie took the chance to take off her shirt. She unclasped her bra and pushed her back down, trailing kisses down her throat.
Mikasa dug her fingers in her shoulders and released a moan as Annie sucked on the supple skin. She cupped Mikasa’s breasts and continued to kiss her way down. She lifted her head when Mikasa’s panting became silent, seeing the girl bite her lip, eyes squeezed shut and dark locks sticking to her flushed face.
Annie growled and roughly kneaded her breasts, leaning up to brush her lips with hot breath when no sound came. Mikasa looked at her through lidded eyes and Annie lightly shook her head. “I want to hear you.” Mikasa squirmed beneath her, pressing her lips together and averting her gaze shyly. Annie leaned down, letting her breath brush past a pink ear and whispered huskily, “Mikasa. Let me hear your voice.” She gently bit in her earlobe, humming approvingly when an aroused sound escaped Mikasa’s lips.
She slowly returned to where she left of, trailing her path with her tongue. She replaced her right hand with her mouth, lapping circles around Mikasa’s nipple while sliding her hand down over her toned abdomen. She moaned again when Annie sucked on it, hips lifting from the bed for a moment. Annie unbuckled her pants and slid her hand further down, teasing the wet spot on Mikasa’s underwear.
Mikasa’s moans grew louder, and Annie felt herself getting wet as well. Mikasa’s hips jerked in response to her ministrations, and her heart skipped a beat when the girl below her breathed, “Just take them off.”