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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Shingeki_no_Kyojin_|_Attack_on_Titan
  Relationship:
      Levi/Eren_Yeager
  Character:
      Levi_(Shingeki_no_Kyojin), Eren_Yeager, Armin_Arlert
  Additional Tags:
      Panties, Anal_Sex, Crossdressing, Shingeki_no_Crossdressing, Dubious
      Consent, Cheating
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-01-03 Words: 1739
****** Frill Seeker ******
by PrettySami
Summary
     He sighed as each buckle was undone and each strap of leather came
     loose. When he was down to just his shirt and pants he paused
     glancing almost furtively over his shoulder at the lockless bedroom
     door...Levi faced the center of the room once more and slowly slid
     his pants down revealing the ruffled seat of the pink and white
     panties he was wearing.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
Levi pushed the door of his private quarters open. Being Corporal definitely
had its perks: private rooms with his own bathroom and what passed as an
office. He sat down on his bed and began the arduous process of removing his
3DMG. He sighed as each buckle was undone and each strap of leather came loose.
When he was down to just his shirt and pants he paused glancing almost
furtively over his shoulder at the lockless bedroom door.  
After this last attack everyone was no doubt down in the mess, in the
infirmary, or otherwise occupied. Levi faced the center of the room once more
and slowly slid his pants down revealing the ruffled seat of the pink and white
panties he was wearing. He’d been wearing panties under his clothing secretly
for a while, though when they’d secured the castle (and he’d gotten his own
room) he’d taken the opportunity to acquire more shades, styles and colors.  
His thoughts when sending Hanji to buy them were ‘Well shit, you only live
once.’ And if he was going to die out in the field it’d be likely it’d be by a
titan’s hand (or teeth as it were) so he had very little to worry about as far
as his secret being discovery after his demise. Besides he’d be dead anyway and
wouldn’t care.  
Levi palmed himself through the sheer undergarment; the flesh of his soft cock
just visible. He turned to look in the mirror he’d requested just for this
purpose. He’d removed his cravat and the top buttons of his shirt stood open
exposing his collar bones. He lifted the hem and exposed himself further
watching how the lace waistband hugged his slim hips and the v of his torso
disappeared into the soft fabric. Just as he was considering taking himself in
hand he heard a quick knock followed by the sound of his door opening.  
"Corporal, I-“ Eren’s voice was clipped by a gasp. Levi froze and the boy began
to babble apologies but seemed rooted to the spot in the open doorway.  
“Oi, Brat,” Levi called over the word vomit.  
“S-sir?” Eren squeaked out.  
“Shut my door.”  
“Ye- yes sir!”  
Levi heard the door close sharply and knew that the stupid brat had stayed in
the room. He walked over to the blushing Eren who was desperately trying to
avoid his eye.  
Levi got right up in his personal space and Eren looked everywhere but at his
corporal. “I’m sorry Corporal I didn’t know that you weren’t ah…decent!”  
Turquoise eyes flicked downward toward his superior’s groin and his blush
deepened. Levi observed the boy curiously. “What did you come here for?”  
“I just wanted to know if you had any further orders for me sblush-I’d like to
visit Armin in the infirmary…” Levi didn’t reply. He glanced down and noticed
the tenting in the brunette’s trousers.  
“See something you like Jeager?” he mused. Eren was studying the ceiling with
some intensity and Levi grabbed his chin so that they could make eye contact.
“I asked you a question.”  
“S-sir…that is,” Eren stuttered. “Corporal is…”  
"Out with it Jeager.”  
“Corporal, you just look very… cute.” He nearly whispered the word.  
Levi wasn’t expecting that or the blush now warming his own cheeks. He released
Eren but didn’t step away from him. “You would be into something like this,
what with your girlfriend Arlert,” Eren was so stunned that this was somehow
being turned around on him that he forgot to be offended about Armin being
called his girlfriend. “You’re hard already you disgusting brat.”  
Eren brought his hands to his crotch shamefully. “I- I’m sorry Corporal,” It
wasn’t exactly like he could help it. But now that he was found out, he allowed
his eyes to roam over Levi’s partially clothed form. The pale creamy skin of
his throat poured into the (cravat-less) neck of his open button-down which
hung loose and open. The white linen stopped just above the lace covered
garment.  And Eren could see in the mirror behind the corporal that the panties
had lacy ruffles on the rump. His fingers were itching with want, pupils blown
wide with lust.  
The older man watched him cooly, the look on the boy’s face was enough to make
his cock twitch. Without warning, Levi brought a hand to Eren’s unsuspecting
crotch fondling him through his clothing. Eren was wearing his boots and pants
but the little jacket bearing the Wings of Freedom as well as his 3DMG were
absent.  
Levi raised his free hand to the laces of the brunette’s shirt. Eren took the
hint and slowly pulled it off letting it fall to the floor. Levi walked him to
the bed and told him to remove his boots. He didn’t make this task easy as he
slipped out of his shirt and stood in nothing but the panties before Eren.
Young fingers clumsily fumbled his boots off but when he got to his belt Levi
bent forward grabbing both his hands and pressing their lips together in what
was probably the chastest kiss he’d ever given in his life. He bet this is how
Jaeger and the Arlert boy kissed: like ten year olds.    
Luckily, the boy’s lips parted in a quiet moan and Levi took the opportunity to
dip his tongue in and explore. This of course only caused Eren to moan all the
more and he thrust upward involuntarily. Levi undid the belt and pants without
looking and lifted a knee so he could straddle Eren. They both grunted when
clothed cock rubbed against clothed cock. The brunette's hands wandered all
over Levi’s back and then down to cup the covered cheeks of his backside. Levi
was pressing kisses and bites into the boy grinding down and panting loudly. He
didn’t particularly care if he left marks so when teeth met flesh it was
anything but gentle. Eren tilted his head back and groaned. “Hu- hurts,” he
whispered.    
"What else?” Levi breathed. “What else do you feel brat?”  
“It feels... Ah!” Eren gasped and felt his hips jerk. “It feels so good. Really
good and…” his voice died for a moment when Levi licked a stripe up his neck
and nibbled his ear. “I- I’m really hard, Corporal. I want to come.” With one
last kiss Levi stood and snatched the boy’s pants and underwear down. He looked
at Eren’s half-lidded eyes and flushed face. The tip of his swollen erection
dripped beads of precome onto his bare stomach. Levi pressed a teasing finger
to the head of the boy’s cock causing him to lean back on his elbows and expose
his throat in a helpless moan. He then went to retrieve a small jar of almond
oil from his dresser and returned to sit astride Eren once more. He rested on
the brunette’s thighs and slid slippery fingers over the sensitive flesh of
Eren’s need, coating it completely. He rested back on his knees and stared down
at his handiwork. His own cock straining against the soft material of the
panties, precome moistening them obscenely. He reached down to tug the panties
aside and proceeded to finger himself open. Eren felt his jaw drop at the
display. And frankly, Levi didn’t care how slatternly he appeared before the
boy. He’d wanted this for a while so when Eren grew over anxious and set about
gripping his sides and pinching his nipples the only complaint Levi made was
why he hadn’t done it sooner.  
In a few moments Levi lowered himself so that Eren was positioned right at his
entrance. Silver eyes alighted on strained turquoise ones as he slid
agonizingly slowly down the boy’s length. Eren scrabbled at his superior's pale
thighs and squeezed. He tried his damnedest to hilt himself in the corporal but
Levi stayed in control, stilling his hips, “Patience.”  
"Corporal, I ca- can’t-!” Eren panted and squirmed. “Please?!”  
Well, since he asked so nicely.  
Levi rolled his hips in a most erotic manner and leaned forward to swallow
Eren’s groans with open mouthed kisses. The brunette kissed like a teenager and
Levi found it unnerving but went about teaching him as best he could. Jaeger
was coming apart beneath him; mouth open as he writhed and arched.  
“Talk to me, Jaeger,” Levi panted.  
"I don’t… so tight…” he managed between stuttered gasps. “So warm… inside you.
Love it, sir.” With those words he tossed his head back once more and Levi
proceeded to fuck himself on the surprisingly well-endowed kid. Eren met him
thrust for thrust and cried out something that could pass for Levi’s name as he
came inside his panty-clad corporal. Levi didn't have feelings to spare for the
elaborate undergarment being ruined because as the boy’s orgasm filled him, he
surrendered to his own. There was no way in hell this little brat had made him
come untouched.  
“Wa- was it your first time?” Levi inquired.
"Yeah, yes sir.” Eren’s chest heaved as he tried to catch his breath. “I’m
sorry if it wasn’t… satisfactory…”  
Well, shit.  
Levi, not being one for pillow talk, leaned down to give the kid what he hoped
was a reassuring (albeit sloppy) kiss. He then lifted himself slowly, feeling
suddenly empty as the now-soft length was tugged from his body. Eren exhaled
sharply and sat forward working to tuck himself back into his trousers and
rearrange his shirt. Levi watched him quietly. Eren made eye contact and
blushed, “Ah, sir? Did you need me for anything else?”  
Oh yeah. Wasn’t that why he’d come barging into his room in the first place?
"Not now Jaeger, you may have the rest of the evening off to visit your
girlfriend. But you can’t visit him looking like that.” He gestured at his
disheveled hair, half un-tucked shirt and his still unbuckled belt.  
"How do I look?” Eren said with genuine confusion.  
"Recently fucked,” Levi said and came closer to help him dress properly.  
                                      ---
 
“Eren! You came to visit me!” Armin was sitting up in bed, book in hand and
looking pretty banged up but positively gleeful to see his best friend.  
"Ye- yeah!” Eren came over to sit next to the blonde. “I would’ve been down
sooner but I got a little held up…”  
"No matter, you’re here now!” Armin said dismissively. Then he looked down into
his friend’s lap. “Uhm, Eren? What's on your pants?”    
End Notes
     These aren't the exact ones I pictured him in, but after I drew this
     pic I sort of cobbled together this story: http://
     pr3ttysami.tumblr.com/post/71469196056/there-are-2-types-of-levi-fans
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