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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Choose_Not_To_Use_Archive_Warnings, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Shingeki_no_Kyojin_|_Attack_on_Titan
  Relationship:
      Levi/Eren_Yeager
  Character:
      Levi_(Shingeki_no_Kyojin), Eren_Yeager
  Additional Tags:
      Throat_Fucking, Gags, Pet_Play, BDSM
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-09-21 Words: 1440
****** Muzzled ******
by literarytonguetied
Summary
     Prompt from tumblr: levi fucking eren s throat while he’s treating
     eren like a dog. OH with a muzzle gag but there’s a hole in the front
     for the dongs
     Sit.
     Kneel.
     Roll over.
     Good boy.
Notes
     Prompt given by p33p on tumblr and also the fic to pop my snk cherry
     woo
     its pretty much a given this is what would do it too no one is
     surprised
See the end of the work for more notes
Sit.
Kneel.
Roll over.
Good boy.
Levi does not start gentle. His hands are rough with callous and intent as they
grip Eren's hair, his chin, his neck and shoulders and cock. Too calculated to
be strictly clinical, though Levi's face remains impassive. Even when Eren
works to swallow back sounds that catch in his throat, or close his mouth
against the moans that rumble in his chest.
"Dog has learned some self control." It is clipped and short and abrasive.
"Good boy."
Eren is tortured, more so than during the tribunal. The court was quick and
angry, hurried blows that ached after but did not linger during the fact. Now
is a slow heat, now burns in low embers that are hotter than they appear and
threaten to burst and combust and consume. Levi steps away from where Eren
kneel on the floor, and Eren keeps form.
Levi was very specific, said that every good soldier knows how to keep
formation. So he poised Eren on his hands and knees, back arched low to the
ground and ass up high. Good dog. Good boy. It made the tips of Eren's ears
burn.
"Sit." Eren does, back straight, perfect posture. "Strip." He looks at Levi,
before slowly lifting his arms to remove his shirt. He is careful to remain in
a kneeling/sitting posture when removing his pants, though he nearly topples
over doing so.
But he does. And he sits, naked and hard, with his clothes in a pile.
Levi clicks his tongue. "Dog made a mess." Sweat drips down Eren's temples as
Levi moves to pick up his clothes. He folds them, neat and precise, and lays
them over the back of the chair.
"Bad dog." Levi sits on the bed with his knees wide. "Come."
It's almost pathetic how Eren's cock twitches. He crawls, slow, just enough to
make his dick bob, right between Levi's legs.
"Bad dogs get punished." Eren swallows thickly as Levi reaches behind him.
"Stay."
It looks like 3DM gear, the way it straps and belts and buckles. Levi fits it
over Eren's head, a ball fitting between Eren's teeth as it covers his mouth
and straps behind his head and across the back of his neck. "Bad dogs get
muzzled." Eren chews on the ball between his teeth, just to test give, just to
feel it solid in his mouth.
Eren can taste the sound he makes as it dies on his tongue when Levi grabs his
hair. He pulls, makes Eren bare his throat and arch his spine and whine. "Take
out my cock."
Eren makes a muffled 'yessir' behind the gag, working his fingers over the
zipper in Levi's pants and stroking his dick as it pops out. Eren throbs, feels
a drip of pre cum slide down his cock and past his balls and its slow,
tortuously slow as Levi rolls his hips in Eren's grip. Eren twitches, shudders,
the muscles in his thighs shake for the will to thrust and he's careful to keep
his grip at just the right level of tight as Levi pulls harder at his hair.
Tears spring into Eren's eyes and it's mortifying, more so by the moan that
slips up his throat.
Levi's other hand reaches towards Eren's face, grips something on the front of
the gag and the ball that had been wedged so firmly between Eren's teeth is
pulled out, leaving a small ring to keep Eren's mouth wide open even as the
rest of the gag covers his face.
The pressure from Levi's hand in his hair changes, and he pulls Eren closer,
just watching as Eren's eyes shoot between Levi's lap and his face. He still
has Eren's head angled, even as he pushes closer, closer, close enough that
when his hips give a small twitch, the head of his dick smears pre across
Eren's cheek.
"Good boy." It's a murmur, Levi barely moving his lips, not moving his gaze.
Eren tries to swallow around the gag and Levi can see his tongue move. He grabs
Eren's hair with both hands, brings him right in front of his cock. "Suck."
Eren whimpers as Levi pushes his head down, the taste of pre and sweat and skin
blooming across his tongue and he tries to swallow, eliciting a gasp from Levi.
He tugs at Eren's hair, harder, not as a sign for anything, Eren surmises, just
because he can. Eren makes another noise and Levi hisses, pushes Eren's head
down more, more until his cock fills Eren's mouth and he can feel every hot
exhalation and every shaking moan and the hard of his palate as it gives away
to soft and the back of his throat and the way Eren gags, just once.
Levi does not start gentle. He hits the back of Eren's throat, pulls his head
up harshly, and slams him back down. Eren's hands spasm where they are clasped
on his knees, drool dripping out of the side of his mouth and down his jaw and
neck and chest, dripping like the sweat that gathers at the back of his knees
and thick like the pre cum that beads at the tip of his cock.
"Such a good boy." Good boy. Good dog. It feels like obscenities on Levi's
lips, and Eren wonders, in a flit of hazed thought, what Levi would sound like
saying slut and whore and take it take it take it. How Levi would sound fucking
his mouth open without the gag, how his throat would feel as he fucked it raw.
And Levi does just that, moves his hips and Eren's head until the rhythm
synchronizes and fucks Eren's throat until he's gasping and panting and half
hazy.
The noises come unbidden, staccato against the slick sound of Levi's dick in
his mouth, sharp little noises every time Levi hits his throat or the roof of
his mouth or when Eren's cock jumps. His fingernails leave crescent moons in
his palms for the force he holds his hands back. The desperation pools at his
pelvis, leaves dick drool shining on his corona and the head of his cock
purple.
"You're filthy," Levi grits out, and it's lascivious. Eren has his eyes half-
lidded; blush spread from the apples of his cheeks to the tops of his nipples.
He is sweaty and debauched and begging for it, begging for it, whining and
yelping and he's such a good boy please please please.
The sounds don't stop when Levi pulls his dick away, the high keen in harmony
with the harsh pants and Eren's hips rut all on their own. The string of spit
breaks against Eren's chin and he flinches.
Levi comes on his face, strokes himself until it strings across Eren's nose and
into his hair and along the black straps of the gag and his skin.
He shakes, his eyebrows knotted as he looks at Levi. Come strung across his
face and dripping with sickening wet splats as they hit the floor. Goosebumps
raise on Erin's skin as Levi stares at him, when his eyes flicker to his dick.
"Do you want to come?" Back to Eren's face, where one eye is forced half
closed.
Eren keens as the toe of Levi's boot brushes against his balls.
"Get yourself off." His hands are on his dick in an instant, gripping fiercely
at the base while he jacks himself. Stomach muscles tense, breath caught in his
throat.
He doesn't last two minutes.
Slowly, Levi moves to undo the straps, pulling the gag out of Eren's mouth
gently, watching as spit clings to his lips as he works his jaw. "Good boy,"
Levi says again, and Eren grunts the remnant of a moan.
The wash basin was already prepared on the nightstand, a handful of washrags
stacked neatly next to it. Eren slumps against the bed, and Levi does not
hesitate to kneel over him to wash the come and sweat and spit off of his face
and torso.
"You were better than expected. Though I should not be surprised; I had said
you needed to be treated like a dog."
Eren rolls his eyes and grabs Levi by the back of the neck, pulling him in and
kissing him fiercely.
Levi purses his lips, "You should not act so untoward to your superiors." He
kisses Eren again.
It is quick work getting both of them settled into the bed, the washrags neatly
replaced next to the basin, both cleaned and comfortable.
Levi does not start gentle, but it is very difficult to be anything else when
Eren is the big spoon.
End Notes
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