Beyond the gates [Various x reader] Part 15

“The next rouuuund~ please” a busting voice echoed through the busy tavern.

Hanji’s cheeks were flushed a light pink as she pleaded for her next drink, drooling unconsciously on your sleeve while she watched the girl behind the counter run back and forth. She obviously drank too much and you could smell the alcohol in her breath as her mouth hung agape. You were upset that she drolled on your sleeve, but better your sleeve than your face, so you simply let her.

“(f/n), you didn’t drink anything yet, don’t you wanna have fun with us?” someone of your group asked. Mentally absent, you just heard how someone was talking to you and couldn’t quiet make out who the owner of the voice was. So instead of bothering to ask who had the guts to pull you back to reality, you just wanted to give a sloppy response.
“I think she already had fun with me.” Another voice cut of your word before it even left your mouth.

Turning your face away from your wet sleeve, you targeted Levi and couldn’t believe what had just left his mouth.

“Don’t we forget who had fun with her first!” Erwin said as he saw your blushing face.

“Guuuuyyyss~ we are not here to talk about the fun we had with (f/n). We are here to have fun NOW! And because you didn’t drink anything at all-” Hanji smiled at you “-you have to drink this round by yourself!”
“Oh no Hanji I won’t!”
“But~ C’mon...just one drink?”
Sighing you grabbed the handle of the tankard and gulped down the slightly bitter liquid. It had been far too long since you drank last and so you already got dizzy after a single tankard. Noticing this little weakness of yours, Hanji shoved the other six tankards in front of your slightly flushed face and convinced you to drink them all.

“Hanji~ I’m so glad you took me here~” you hiccuped as the truth slipped out your mouth.

“Do you know what was Erwin’s favorite position in bed?” you smirked in her ear and by now you were the one who was drooling on her sleeve.
“NOOO~ Tell me!”
“Well it was hmpf-”

Felix, being the good friend he was, shut your mouth with his hand and glared at you.

“This is the reason why you never drink with us within Wall Sina. Try not to embarrass yourself!" He whispered, trying not to gain the attention of the whole table.

You licked his hand and he immediately removed it, glared at you and wiped his hand off on his trousers.

“Anyway~ I want to stay with you forever! C’mon Hanji let’s marry!”
“Kyaa~ of course. HEY GUYS, (f/n) and I are going to marry each other, isn’t this wonderful!?”

Leaving out the fact that both of you couldn’t think properly anymore, you two were very embarrassing. The boys gawked at Hanji and you, not believing what she had just said. Unlike you, they were still sober and were in full knowledge about what they were doing.

“It’s true guys, I’m going to be Hanji’s wife!”
“B-But-” Hanji whined “I want to be the bride!”
“We can’t have two brides and I’m cuter so I should be the bride!”
“You aren’t cuter! Guys, who is cuter?”

“I think that the both of you are absolutely retarded and I wonder how the two of you manage to find two similar socks in the morning!” a certain Corporal grunted in your direction while he shielded his eyes from the two of you. Denying that he knew you was now the most comfortable situation for all the boys, but the ebony haired midget was the only one who really did so.
“But shorty~ this doesn’t answer our question at all!” Hanji whined, throwing her body over the table to grab him.

Thoma rose from his seat and knelt behind the two of you, pulling Hanji back from her failed attempt of grabbing Levi.

“Hanji, (f/n), let’s talk about it when you are sober.” Looking over your shoulder he shouted at Felix.
“Yo, remember that we are never going to drink with her or else she’s really going to marry someone!”

“I can’t look at them any longer.” Erwin muttered as he rose from his seat and looked at his comrades at the table.
“I suggest we go now, do you agree?”

5 yes were audible and 2 noes.

Felix swung Hanji over his shoulder as she punched him in the back, pleading to let her down and stay, but he just kept on walking.
Mike did the same with you, the only difference was that you fell asleep on his shoulder, drooling on his shirt.

Mike decided to walk to his office first before he set you down on your bed, so he parted ways with the other soldiers and was walking slowly to his own office, checking whether he finished his paperwork.

Setting you down on his couch he finished the last few sheets, looking at your sleeping figure every once in a while.
Suddenly you weren’t there anymore and Mike began to panick until he could feel your hands sliding down his chest. Turning on his chair he looked at your drunken face and your innocent smile.
Damn were you hot when your mind was clouded because of the alcohol.

“(f/n), you are drunk, don’t do something that you are going to regret!”
“Shh” you smiled at him as sat yourself on his lap, legs on either side of his hips.
“I’m sure I won’t regret it. And no one is going to hear us.”

Small drops of sweat rolled down Mike’s forehead when he became aware of what was going to happen this night.

“(f/--”

His lips got sealed when yours slightly stroked against his. Pressing himself against the back of his chair, you brought one of your hands behind his head and pressed him towards you. It wasn’t like he didn’t want to do it, he was frightened of what was going to happen. Last time Erwin punched him and this was because of a blanket, now you were kissing him, and he didn’t know how far this would go tonight.

His turning away from your lips caused you to protest which made him chuckle slightly.

“(f/n), do you really want to do it?”

Eyes shining with excitement you nodded.

“Fine, then what are we waiting for?” he smiled, ignoring the thoughts he had a few seconds ago. You don’t have forever to live, so why not enjoy the time you have?

Brining his lips back on yours, he kissed you properly for the first time. Melting against his lips, you titled your head to deepen the kiss with the male. His hands traveled on your thighs and drew meaningless doodles on them only to give you the sensation that he’s here with you and only you. Shivering under his touch, you brought his head closer to yours and pressed your chest against him. Off guard, Mike’s hand shot in front of his chest to shield them but as soon as his hands touched your breasts, you moaned slightly. Liking this sound he began to press them harder and let you moan louder.
Losing himself in the moment, he lifted you up and brought you to his couch where you were sleeping peacefully just moments ago.
He gently placed you on the couch, with so much caution like you were a little porcelain doll that would break when he just put a little force on it, he hoovered over your drunk self and devoured the picture in front of him, the picture he wanted to see so badly.
You, flushed and totally unresisting of what he was going to do, was like the dream he always dreamed of. He wanted it, he wanted you much more than freedom at this moment, now only you and he existed.
Ignoring the scent of alcohol that lingered in the air, he brought his lips back on yours and bit gingerly on your bottom lip.
In a state where he couldn’t control himself anymore, he slowly removed your dress and tossed it in an unknown corner.

“Mike, I’m freezing...” you whined as the cold air of the room could reach your bare skin as nothing was there to shield it from you anymore.
Sloppily he grabbed a blanket that was neatly folded at the end of the couch and threw it over your bodies. Meanwhile one of his hands was slowly rubbing your upper arms to warm it up, as the other one had to carry his whole weight.
His arm began to tremble as it couldn’t hold this position any longer when you smiled up at him and removed his hand from your arm and steadied himself.
Your breath left your lips in small gasps as he traveled south with his lips. The hickey from Levi that nearly disappeared got attacked by Mike’s teeth and tongue. The bruise turned darker the longer he stayed there and eventually he looked at his work, smirking as he saw that you were marked by him.
Your head, titled aside and biting your bottom lip to suppress the moans, was flushed not only because of the alcohol anymore.
His thump gingerly stroke over the purple bruise and observed your little reactions, how you wiggled, how you shut your eyes, how adorable you were.

You arms that were around his neck traveled further down his back. Loving your touch he bend down to caress your neck and cleavage a little longer, so that your hand were able to travel down even further.
When his wet tongue reached the valley your breasts created, you arched your back into him.

He reluctantly shifted himself away from you to look at your body once again.

“(f/n), do you want to continue?”

Smiling up at him you nodded. Returning the smile he pecked you on the lips and then traveled down your jawline with kisses, his mustache tickling you and sending small shiver over your skin. Grabbing the hem of his shirt, he pulled it over his head and tossed it in a corner, joining your dress.

Even though you were drunk like hell, you couldn’t resist looking at his pecs and stroking over them with the tip of your fingers, feeling how he tensed under your touch but soon relaxed and hoovered back over you.

A small knock was audible as Mike straightened his back and waited, hoping that he had misheard.

“Mike? Are you in here? We have to replace the watchmen and it’s your time.”

Grunting he rose from you and searched for his shirt, pulled it lazily over his head and went to the door.

“Can’t you do it for me?”

Nanaba shook his head and walked down the hallway. Mike glanced at you, how you were lying on his couch and how ready you were, but he had responsibilities and so he wrapped you up in the blanket, carried you to the room you shared with Hanji, before he shut the door and walked to his watch-place. Thinking that he had to dislodge a night with you just because of his stupid tasks bothered him.
He was there until the sun began to rise and announce day 6, your last day before you left.