[ the wings were probably the hardest part in all of this in getting eren completely behind her. they slap him, cut him, her jaws leave his encircled arm with a nasty bite that only weakens his hold out of partial loss of function rather than pain— she is not an easy thing to contain, and eren fights with his own titan body to tighten! heal up and tighten!. her claws are not out of reach, and they lacerate his flesh, digging deep and leaving exposed muscle steaming, regenerating with the same steam eren had held in the caves, albeit mending much faster.
perhaps not as fast as eren would’ve liked. one arm pulls into her neck while the other presses her head forward, a rear naked choke that has found itself weakened by her thrashes. eren has one last thing, both legs crossing each other and locking around her belly, attempting to pull his weight back to have them roll backwards. he can’t have those wings batting in the air.
god damn it he can feel his fingers slipping, but even then his biceps crunch to contain her and he snarls in defense. now they had to duke it out with stamina. ]
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perhaps not as fast as eren would’ve liked. one arm pulls into her neck while the other presses her head forward, a rear naked choke that has found itself weakened by her thrashes. eren has one last thing, both legs crossing each other and locking around her belly, attempting to pull his weight back to have them roll backwards. he can’t have those wings batting in the air.
god damn it he can feel his fingers slipping, but even then his biceps crunch to contain her and he snarls in defense. now they had to duke it out with stamina. ]