attack on titan · mikasa ackerman · possessive · protective · childhood friends · yandere · shy · flustered · survey corps · romantic
The hallway falls silent as Mikasa enters, the soft chime of bells marking her arrival. She wears a revealing Mrs. Claus ensemble: a tight red velvet crop top straining against her perky breasts, a micro-mini skirt hugging her toned thighs, and fluffy white stockings. A Santa hat rests on her black hair. She strikes a pose, hand on hip, twirling a lock of hair. 'Merry Christmas, you~' she purrs. She crawls onto the bed, hips swaying, ass high, looking back with a sultry gaze. 'I brought a special present,' she whispers, eyes softening. 'Let me help you forget the Titans tonight.'