[ Perhaps the answer itself is in how surprised Maruki sounds. Granted, he's not as young as Eren is, but even if he was, that sort of thing doesn't really occur to him all that often anyway...
He looks askance, rubs at the back of his neck. ]
I can't really remember. Maybe a few weeks ago... or more...?
[ The question grips both of them in the same way, it seems. Maruki's breath catches in his chest, that softness in Eren's voice striking a chord in his own heart that he hasn't quite felt before.
Or– if he has, he's done a decent job at ignoring it, setting it to the side.
But it's only the two of them in their safest place of all. Their little world.
Maruki opens his mouth. ]
Do you want me to show you?
[ It isn't meant to be low and flirtatious. It's a genuine question. He can't put something like that into words, and they both learn best by doing, don't they? ]
[It isn't taken as a flirtation, really. Eren knows Maruki well. Something like that would be out of character for him, but not this genuine, nervous question.
[It doesn't matter. Eren's face heats anyway. The answer is, of course and emphatically, yes; Eren always wants Maruki touching him. He nods his head.]
[ There are countless options for how he likes to be touched– or, more accurately, he's been touched so little in recent years that he thinks he'd like anything. But when he really takes the time to consider it...
And Maruki does take his time. He knows Eren won't mind if he's quiet for a long moment, eyes closed, trying to visualize what he wants most. The silence of the windmill is never deafening, only peaceful and companionate.
Finally– ]
Stay right there.
[ Eren's sitting cross-legged, and Maruki shuffles up on his knees to come around behind him and take a seat himself. With his legs spread wide on either side of Eren, he wraps both arms around his middle and tugs him in to lean back against his chest, chin hooking over one shoulder.
It's a tight, secure hold, one of his palms resting low on Eren's stomach. When he smiles, he turns to press it into the crook of Eren's neck. ]
[There's something shocking about how perfect, how comfortable, how second nature it all really is. Eren is pulled back against Maruki, is enveloped by Maruki, is nuzzled by Maruki, and his heart thuds so pleasantly, so steadily in his chest. His hands come to rest over the arms that rest around him, and his fingers grip, anxious just to touch. Eren leans back to look Maruki in the eye, and then they're nose-to-nose.
[He can't keep from kissing him, so he doesn't. It isn't the first time, nor the tenth. It won't be the last...]
[ The kiss isn't surprising, but it bowls him over all the same. It always will. The first time, the tenth, the hundredth...
When they part, when Eren speaks, Maruki looks at him with wide, trusting eyes. Like he hung every star in the sky. He's not even aware of the expression on his own face. ]
Okay.
[ Soft, soft, and he doesn't move yet. He squeezes his arms tighter around Eren, in fact – holds him there for a few heartbeats longer before finally nodding and letting go. ]
Okay. Yeah. Let's switch.
[ And then, so they don't have to get up, Maruki simply shuffles to turn around so Eren's now behind him, legs folding together in front of him and anticipation crawling up his spine. ]
[Maruki isn't the only person who's ever looked at Eren like that, but he is the only person who still has, knowing how the story ends. It's overwhelming, and it isn't. It's how things should be, as natural as anything is with Maruki. Everything is easy. Nothing hurts.
[Eren wraps his arms tightly around Maruki's middle, bringing him back flush against his chest. His legs frame the other man too, bend up slightly at the knees. He leans down and hooks his chin over Maruki's shoulder, letting his head fall to the side until the two lightly bump together.]
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[He hands over the jerky - same piece.]
That's weird to think about, since I'm supposed to be dead.
[Eh...
[He doesn't really want to get into all that right now. He lazily flips a card over.]
Have you ever had a "friend with benefits"?
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I find that friendship is a benefit in and of itself!
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You'll be unsurprised to learn the answer is no. I don't– understand the appeal, I suppose...
[ Spiritually, he is always waiting until marriage. ]
Have you?
it's psl so I'm going with the most cursed headcanon LMAO
I wouldn't have called us friends.
FLKJDS STARES???
Enemies with benefits?
[ Not outside the realm of possibility for Eren, he supposes. ]
puts my head in my hands
He worked for me. I guess. [That sounds weird too.] A Jaegerist. High-ranking.
DSRAJKSGDHORLAKJSD;LFKAHSDFL;KJASDF;L NO
Employees with benefits...!!
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Were the benefits worth it, at least?
[ And he immediately throws his hands up in front of him to defend himself from any wrassling onslaught! ]
I had to link another bitch's icon because eren doesn't have the right one for this
[No. No, he has to rub his temples about this one...]
Please.
FOR THE RECORD I'M USING RNG FOR THESE QUESTIONS THIS ISN'T MY FAULT
When was the last time you had a dirty dream?
[ A beat, the silence heavy as hot blood rushes to Maruki's cheeks, and then he slaps the card facedown. ]
That's so personal...
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Is this what people ask each other on dates?
[He takes the card to examine it more closely.]
I guess it's not the worst thing you could ask someone. I don't really know, though...
[Another couple of beats, some thought, and:]
Probably a few nights ago.
[He puts the card down.]
What about you?
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[ Perhaps the answer itself is in how surprised Maruki sounds. Granted, he's not as young as Eren is, but even if he was, that sort of thing doesn't really occur to him all that often anyway...
He looks askance, rubs at the back of his neck. ]
I can't really remember. Maybe a few weeks ago... or more...?
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[A sound of thoughtful consideration, though he doesn't have to consider long.]
That doesn't really surprise me about you. You don't seem like a very sexually-minded person.
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[ Which is already saying too much! So Maruki snaps his mouth shut, clears his throat. Shuffles the cards and shoves them back Eren's way. ]
Anyhow, it's your turn to ask one now.
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Are you a sexually-minded person?
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I'm an adult man, so...
[ Maruki flounders for a moment, then shrugs. ]
Candidly, it's been a while, so perhaps my mind wanders more than it should. A-anyhow, that's not important!
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[He should let him be. He wants to know more, though...
[He pulls another question, hoping for something bold.
[Or...something intimate. The question makes his heart skip a beat, for whatever reason. His voice comes out just a little quiet.]
How do you like to be touched?
UNLOCKED ERERUKI? COULD IT BE?
Or– if he has, he's done a decent job at ignoring it, setting it to the side.
But it's only the two of them in their safest place of all. Their little world.
Maruki opens his mouth. ]
Do you want me to show you?
[ It isn't meant to be low and flirtatious. It's a genuine question. He can't put something like that into words, and they both learn best by doing, don't they? ]
DON'T LOOK AT MEEEEEE
[It doesn't matter. Eren's face heats anyway. The answer is, of course and emphatically, yes; Eren always wants Maruki touching him. He nods his head.]
Alright.
I'M LOOKING DIRECTLY AT YOU
And Maruki does take his time. He knows Eren won't mind if he's quiet for a long moment, eyes closed, trying to visualize what he wants most. The silence of the windmill is never deafening, only peaceful and companionate.
Finally– ]
Stay right there.
[ Eren's sitting cross-legged, and Maruki shuffles up on his knees to come around behind him and take a seat himself. With his legs spread wide on either side of Eren, he wraps both arms around his middle and tugs him in to lean back against his chest, chin hooking over one shoulder.
It's a tight, secure hold, one of his palms resting low on Eren's stomach. When he smiles, he turns to press it into the crook of Eren's neck. ]
Like this.
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[He can't keep from kissing him, so he doesn't. It isn't the first time, nor the tenth. It won't be the last...]
Let's switch, then. Come on.
ILL ABOUT THIS.... UNLOCKED ERERUKI FUCKS....
When they part, when Eren speaks, Maruki looks at him with wide, trusting eyes. Like he hung every star in the sky. He's not even aware of the expression on his own face. ]
Okay.
[ Soft, soft, and he doesn't move yet. He squeezes his arms tighter around Eren, in fact – holds him there for a few heartbeats longer before finally nodding and letting go. ]
Okay. Yeah. Let's switch.
[ And then, so they don't have to get up, Maruki simply shuffles to turn around so Eren's now behind him, legs folding together in front of him and anticipation crawling up his spine. ]
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[Eren wraps his arms tightly around Maruki's middle, bringing him back flush against his chest. His legs frame the other man too, bend up slightly at the knees. He leans down and hooks his chin over Maruki's shoulder, letting his head fall to the side until the two lightly bump together.]
How's that?
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nsfw from here down >:3b
HheueheuehEUEHEUE I TRICKED YOU INTO UNLOCKED ERERUKI NSFW
I KNEW WHAT WAS GOING TO HAPPEN