[ He picks her up like she weighs nothing, and even knowing that she's helping with her grip on his horns doesn't stop the rush of pleasure that runs through her. Not many people can pick her up; the metal infused with her bones makes her weigh much more than it looks like she does. But Eren does it with ease, picks her up and fucking carries her, and if she wasn't already running high on pheromones and adrenaline, it would be enough. With the way she is already, it has her moaning into the kiss, hands tightening around his horns and pulling herself closer to him.
It doesn't matter where they're going. What matters right now is Eren, kissing Eren, Eren's hand on her ass, Eren's horns in her hands. Lex whines again, squirming in his hold, looking for friction, something, anything. She aches, liquid heat rolling through her veins, just waiting for a spark to ignite it. She wants to find that spark, needs it more than she's needed anything in a long, long time - and it's with a sudden growl that she releases one of his horns, hand instead moving to start pulling the buckles on her armor free. (If she's not careful, she'll shred them, and right now she really doesn't give a damn.) ]
Off, [ she snarls, but it's not to him, about him. It's pure frustration aimed at her armor panted into his mouth, though she steals a slide of her tongue against his teeth right after; not you, never you, stay. ]
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It doesn't matter where they're going. What matters right now is Eren, kissing Eren, Eren's hand on her ass, Eren's horns in her hands. Lex whines again, squirming in his hold, looking for friction, something, anything. She aches, liquid heat rolling through her veins, just waiting for a spark to ignite it. She wants to find that spark, needs it more than she's needed anything in a long, long time - and it's with a sudden growl that she releases one of his horns, hand instead moving to start pulling the buckles on her armor free. (If she's not careful, she'll shred them, and right now she really doesn't give a damn.) ]
Off, [ she snarls, but it's not to him, about him. It's pure frustration aimed at her armor panted into his mouth, though she steals a slide of her tongue against his teeth right after; not you, never you, stay. ]