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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, Erwin_Smith
  Additional Tags:
      69_(Sex_Position), Body_Worship, Canon_Universe, Blow_Jobs, Bottom_Eren
      Yeager
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-12-17 Words: 1535
****** Let Me Rediscover You ******
by kiokushitaka
Summary
     They had almost died, so Levi needed to make sure they were alive.
Notes
     takes place in the canon universe, hence the underage flag. no real
     spoilers, though it implies a victory.
They had almost died. That last mission had been intense, and had nearly cost
them everything, but somehow they had made it out alive and intact and fuck it,
Levi was going to celebrate in the only way he deemed appropriate.
“Let’s fuck,” he whispered gruffly into Eren's ear as Erwin congratulated
everyone on their- humanity’s- victory and launched into a speech about how
this was a stepping stone and that they still had a lot of work to do, like
rebuilding and searching for more answers. Erwin thankfully kept it brief,
seeing the weariness apparent on everyone’s faces and dismissed them.
Eren’s response to Levi’s suggestion was to practically drag him off towards
his quarters once they were free. He all but shoved him through the door,
closing it behind him and fixing Levi with a blazing, hungry stare.
“Oh, that’s a nice expression,” Levi murmured, pulling Eren down into a
feverish, sloppy kiss.
They almost always fucked after missions, but it had been a while considering
how everything had seemed to have happened all at once. Levi felt as though
they hadn’t done this for months, he felt starved for Eren’s fiery gaze and
impassioned touches. He reciprocated each caress he got, pausing to marvel at
how much firmer Eren’s muscles felt beneath his fingertips.
“Strip,” he ordered, pulling at his own belts and clothing. Eren obeyed with a
breathless ‘yes sir.’  When they were both naked, he stood there somewhat
awkwardly as Levi looked him over, eyes raking over his muscular frame- much
more so than it had been the last time they’d celebrated like this. Levi ran
his hands over Eren’s shoulders, pausing at his biceps; he pressed his fingers
reverently, marveling at how much thicker Eren’s arms now were.
“Levi?”
“Let me just…” Levi trailed off, pushing Eren onto his bed and climbing on top.
He dipped down and kissed him again, though not as messy as before. His hands
roamed, a combination of fluttering touches, presses, and gentle squeezing; his
mouth followed anywhere his fingers went, trailing kisses and nips, leaving
Eren’s nerves tingling in its wake.
“Ah- you’re being so…” Eren tried between shivers and jolts. His cock throbbed,
aching to be touched and he attempted to raise his hips to do something about
it, but Levi firmly pushed him back down as he made a small, admonishing sound.
Eren whimpered in reply.
“Not yet,” Levi breathed against his collar bones. He wanted to touch every
part of Eren with his fingers and lips, he wanted to leave marks, he wanted to
make sure all of Eren was there and that all of Eren was his. He worked his
mouth over Eren’s chest, admiring the firmness of his pecs as he worked his way
to one nipple, rolling the hardened bud between his lips. He teased the other
with his fingers, tracing circles around it and pinching it lightly.
Eren’s breath hitched, his hips shuddering of their own accord and he thrashed
under Levi’s heavy frame. He grasped helplessly at the bed covers beneath him,
pathetic-sounding half moans bubbling up from between his lips. The sounds
barely formed words, but could have been breathy pleas for Levi to hurry; Levi
smirked against him.
“It’s been a long time,” He muttered, “let me rediscover you.” With that, Levi
went back to kissing every possible inch of exposed skin. Eren’s tanned skin
was smooth and pleasing against his fingers, lips, and tongue. It tasted of
sweat, but also something uniquely Eren; he couldn't quite describe it, but he
could have sworn there were notes of saffron and bergamot and cinnamon… how did
someone taste like Eren did? Not that it mattered; Levi just wanted to taste
more.
He swapped over to the other nipple, lavishing it with his tongue, drawing more
pleasure sounds from Eren. He kissed up to his shoulder, along his bicep,
dipped his tongue into the inside of his elbow. Eren was intoxicating and Levi
couldn’t get enough. He nipped along his forearm and nibbled at his wrist,
staring into Eren’s lust-clouded eyes as he planted a kiss in the center of his
palm and then kissed each fingertip.
Eren was a complete mess, and Levi hadn’t even touched his cock, yet.
Levi mirrored these actions on the opposite arm, then made his way to Eren’s
abdomen. The kid had always been lean and muscular, but now there was more
definition and Levi wondered if it had really been so long since the last time
they’d had sex. The thought quickly dispelled when he planted a line of sloppy,
wet kisses along his abs and Eren sucked in a breath of anticipation as Levi
got dangerously close to his throbbing, neglected dick.
“All in due time,” Levi rumbled against his navel with a mischievous smirk. He
bit Eren playfully, running his hands over his hips to squeeze his thighs and
butt.
“You’re so unfair,” Eren breathed. Levi chuckled against his hip, then sucked
along it leaving a trail of small, mottled, red marks while still evading the
thick, pulsing erection that bobbed so close to his face. He pushed Eren’s legs
up and spread them so he could kiss his thighs. They were thicker, too; more
defined and adorned with the same light bruises he also wore thanks to their
gear, though he knew Eren’s would disappear a lot faster than his.
So, he kissed along those while he still had the chance to. Eren was a total
mess, chest heaving, body twitching as he panted and begged for Levi to please,
please just suck him off already.
“All right, fine…” Levi acquiesced, kissing the very tip. Eren’s hips spasmed,
his dick bumping against Levi’s lips. Levi pushed him back down and held him
there so that he could continue worshiping his body at the same pace he had
been. He tongued the slit, kissed the tip again, and circled his tongue around
the edge of his foreskin, wringing out a desperate cry from the writhing body
beneath him.
Levi adored that he could get Eren like this; that he could transform him into
a quivering mass of over-sensitive nerves and spasms and get him to beg. He
sucked the head into his mouth, teasing Eren’s foreskin with the tip of his
tongue, his hands firmly holding his hips in place. He could feel Eren
trembling, his body reacting to his mouth in the most delightful ways. It made
his own cock throb between his legs. He kissed a line from Eren’s balls,
sucking along the vein, all the way back to the tip.
In one smooth motion, Levi took the bulk of Eren’s dick into his mouth, earning
him a startled groan. He hummed amusedly, tongue working the underside, then
began to pull back, establishing a slow, languid rhythm. At the tip he’d toy
with the extra skin then slide back down to practically swallow Eren whole,
humming intermittently and putting his tongue to good use. He hollowed his
cheeks as he sucked, making wet, vulgar noises that went nicely with Eren’s
breathy half-moans.
“Please… let me…” Eren managed to whimper. Levi paused and pulled off.
“Let you what?” He asked, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
“I wanna suck your cock too,” Eren answered. Levi’s erection twitched at the
thought of being encased in Eren’s hot, wet mouth. They maneuvered clumsily,
got into position, and Levi uttered a high-pitched moan when Eren shoved his
cock into his mouth without so much as a preamble.
Two could play this game.
Levi matched Eren’s enthusiasm and then some, the slow and deliberate movements
replaced by more desperate, shaky ones. Eren’s teeth grazed the ridge of Levi’s
cock and Levi moaned against Eren. He deep-throated Eren, doing his best to
match his movements so that they worked like some sort of immoral machine,
fucking into each other’s mouths. He felt Eren tense up, hips shuddering
erratically while he tried to keep thrusting and he knew it wouldn’t be much
longer, and the very knowledge of that- that he was the one who had done this
to Eren- made his own body react; he got such a surge of arousal from being the
one responsible for turning Eren into this trembling, sloppy, wreck.
Eren sobbed around the cock in his mouth, hips snapping up fiercely now; his
orgasm was at the verge of spilling over. Levi clamped down, swallowing him
whole one final time and Eren shot his load right down his throat. His cries
were muffled by Levi’s dick, the vibrations trilling over it and Levi pulled
off and coughed out a groan at the sensation. He wasn’t far behind and within a
moment or two, spilled himself while Eren did his best to swallow it down.
Post-coital lethargy settled in and it took all he had to flop next to Eren
while they both tried to catch their breath, the sounds of their heavy panting
bringing Levi back to what exactly had made him want to do this.
They had almost died.
“M’so glad you lived,” Levi murmured, nuzzling Eren’s thigh. He could have
sworn Eren replied with ‘me too,’ as sleep took him.
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