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works/1121863.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Shingeki_no_Kyojin_|_Attack_on_Titan
  Relationship:
      Levi/Eren_Yeager
  Character:
      Levi_Rivaille, Eren_Yeager
  Additional Tags:
      Rough_Sex, Hatesex, kind_of, older/younger_relationship
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-01-06 Words: 581
****** An Escape ******
by amyscott
Summary
     This is the only way they can escape the horrors of what is going on
     around them.
Notes
     hnnnng this is my first time writing ereri and for the snk fandom
     lmfao hope you enjoy and follow me on tumblr at errnjaeger
It was rough, as it always was. They bit, scratched, and even smacked each
other around occasionally. All was in good fun, and lust, and more importantly,
there was no love involved. It was a way for the two of them to relieve the
stress of their lives; nothing more, nothing less. It happened once or twice
every week or two, and it always started with him being shoved uncerimoniously
against a stone wall. Mouths crashed together, teeth clacking painfully against
each other, and a strangled moan was let out. The one pressed against the wall
bit down harshly on the other one's bottom lip, sucking as if his life depended
on it. The older one hissed and his hands tightened on the slim pair of hips,
grasping hard enough to leave dark bruises that would last for at least a week.
'I want to fucking tear you apart,' he growled, nipping at his earlobe as his
hands started to pull at the harness, wanting all clothing to be gone as soon
as possible.
It took longer than it should've taken to get the harness off along with the
rest of his clothing, and as soon as all articles were thrown off to the side,
he grabbed the younger man by his hair and dragged him close, the feeling of
bare skin pressed against his own a welcome feeling after all the hell they
went through this week.
He quickly, yet gently, prepared the other man, enjoying how he looked as he
writhed on his fingers. While the actual fucking was hard, rough, and dirty, he
made sure to take his time prepping him so he didn't tear, or anything else.
After a good little bit, he pulled his fingers out and shoved him onto his
hands and knees before sinking down behind him.
'Slut,' he spat before lining himself up and pressing forward, groaning at the
heat and tightness that surrounded his cock. A long, drawn out whine was drawn
out of the boy on his knees, and he pressed back against the corporal's cock.
'F-fuck me harder, old man,' he demanded, turning his head around and glaring.
He barely had time to turn his head around before the hands on his hips gripped
harder and his shoulders were pressed downwards, so his ass was up in the air
as he got fucked, harder than the last time they did this.
All that could be heard were moans, flesh slapping against flesh, whines, and
filthy words that the older man whispered into the soldier's ear. This was
ritual, and neither of them would know what to do if they didn't have this
outlet of release. It let them free of all their duties, of all their worries
and problems, if only for a little while. No one knew what they did, and it was
their dirty little secret, and that made it all that hotter. Neither of them
would trade this for the world, and while none would admit this, they truly
wanted to be near one another at all times.
The little rendezvous they shared were theirs and theirs alone, and without
these meetings, both of them would've been driven mad with stress and sorrow,
and that's why they met as frequently as possible. One can only take so much
death and fighting, after all. This relationship they had going on was not
going to stop any time soon, and that was a good thing for both of them.
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