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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Shingeki_no_Kyojin_|_Attack_on_Titan
  Relationship:
      Levi/Eren_Yeager
  Character:
      Eren_Yeager, Levi_(Shingeki_no_Kyojin)
  Additional Tags:
      Rimming, Anal_Sex, Anal_Fingering, Oral_Sex, PWP, Plot_What_Plot/Porn
      Without_Plot, Porn_with_Feelings, Feels, Underage_Sex, Age_Difference,
      Canon_Compliant
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-04-17 Words: 5031
****** that one time Eren was in control ******
by BrocolipiedoodleS
Summary
     Moments between Eren and Levi. Steamy moments. Basically just porn;
     sometimes with feels on the side.
Eren knows Levi can't see him—and that's not only because Eren's standing
behind him. It's more because of the blindfold Levi's willingly let Eren wrap
delicately but securely around his head. Eren knows Levi can't see him, but he
still walks in the carefully constructed stalk he associates with, well, Levi,
but also generally with sex, which pretty much still narrows down to Levi,
exclusively.
He feels sexy, for a change. Whenever they engage in…whatever it is that
they've got going on, Eren usually feels like prey. Before they met, in Eren's
head; Levi was a symbol, more so than a person. He signified something to Eren;
he was everything he wanted, and not at all in the sense that want has somehow
mutated to now. It was a pure sort of wanting—wanting to be free, not bound by
the immobilizing fear they faced lurking just outside the walls-- their safe,
glorified prison.
When they did meet, Levi regarded him with varying degrees of intent, but also
very obviously domineering; held firmly above him with no question as to where
they stood (despite Levi standing a substantial height shorter than him). It is
a station Eren never questions, not ever. Levi is in charge. Eren is more than
okay with that. Mostly.
Tonight is his. He is not being stalked right now, observed, salivated at. He
is not the one swallowing self-consciously, almost apprehensively, muscles
twitching restlessly under his skin. Eren makes a soft cooing noise at the back
of his throat, immediately making Levi tense up before relaxing slowly against
the simple wooden chair he's tied to. He knows Levi is very much not a patient
man, but he's been fantasizing about this for so long, has been very patient
and very indulgent thus far, and he figures he goddamn deserves to be taking
his sweet time now.
He makes an effort to walk as silently as he can toward Levi, studying him all
the while. Levi usually wears standard uniform, excluding the cravat, and when
he's not wearing that he wears simple clothes, but they're all form-fitting;
and yet Eren's still caught off-guard at how completely and utterly perfect
Levi's physique is when he's bare like this. He has by far the most well-
proportioned body structure Eren's ever seen in his life, and that is saying
something. He's quite lean, seemingly constructed entirely of muscle. His
shoulders are wider than his waist and his waist is wider than his hips—forming
a delicious, fit triangle.
He's shirtless at the moment, wearing only his trousers and boots. His erection
is clearly visible, a hard ridge of flesh, and Eren feels his pupils dilate.
Levi's jaw keeps clenching and unclenching, and Eren knows Levi's more than a
bit doubtful by now about this whole thing, but honestly he can't bring himself
to give a shit. No point in talking, reassuring, coddling, caressing. He
advances until he's standing right in front of Levi and sinks silently to his
knees.
His hands go to Levi's fly and Levi jerks a bit in his seat. He takes a breath,
holds it almost as if he's going to speak, but then lets it out, clenching his
jaw again. Eren smirks; knows he can get away with it. He feels mean and sexy,
confident in a way he's never felt before like this. He likes it.
Pulling the zipper slowly, sneaking two fingers in to stroke softly along the
hard dick within, hearing Levi's breath hiss out between his clenched jaws
makes Eren bite his lip to avoid laughing as he pulls Levi's cock out and
just…stares at it for a while. It's fully hard, pink and veiny, alive and
twitching in his soft grip. Suddenly he clenches his fist and Levi opens his
mouth, his breath stutters. Eren slides his hand down very slowly, maintaining
the strong squeeze, and back up, twisting his wrist, feeling his mouth water at
the drop of pre-come glistening at the tip. He lets go of Levi's cock, watches
it flop back towards his abdomen, Levi twitching some more at the contact, and
bends over.
His first deliberate breath on Levi's dick makes him huff, move around; arms
flexing against the restraints, almost moving away from Eren's mouth. Eren gets
real close before blowing a hot puff of air right on it. Levi makes an aborted
sound again, his hips shying away. Eren hears Levi take in air, no doubt to
hurry him the fuck up, so he opens his mouth and lets his tongue circle the
head.
Levi chokes on his breath, twitching violently, his cock almost smacking Eren
in the face, and his next exhale comes out shaky. Eren grins, taking Levi's
dick back into his hand, and does it again and again; blowing on it, licking
teasingly – just around the head, under the glans, sometimes rubbing his nose
against it and smelling him. Soon Levi's sweaty, panting, antsy in his seat,
moving around constantly.
Finally, he caves. "Eren," he breathes, "Eren, just—"
Eren suddenly shoves more than half his dick into his mouth and swiftly moves
all the way back up.
Levi's back bows beautifully and he curses so loudly Eren's a bit nervous about
people hearing them. He lets Levi's dick go again, opting to run his hands up
and down his tensing thighs, groping the firm muscles there, massaging strongly
at the unyielding limbs. His gaze snaps from Levi's blushing cock to his
blushing face, watching Levi struggle with his own desire, the play of control
and frustration; the tick in his jaw, his tightly compressed lips. Eren licks
his own, rises on his knees and licks tentatively at Levi's mouth, staring
right at him as Levi's mouth opens on a sharp inhale, moving jerkily forward,
trying to catch his lips with his own, but he's already diving for his penis
again.
This time, with Levi's mouth open and unsuspecting, the moan that rips from him
as Eren goes down on him so far, his mouth meets his fist and then swallows
viciously; is savage and breathy, hunching in on himself with his arms twisting
wildly under the cord Eren's tied him with. This time, Eren doesn't stop,
swallowing twice more before settling into a harsh, unrelenting rhythm,
positively feasting on the lovely dick before him, sucking strongly all the way
up before diving down and repeat. Levi's panting desperately now, teeth
clenched so tightly it looks painful. He almost looks mad, with his hunched
shoulders and clenched jaw, tense fists and twitching muscles, but he doesn't
make any more sounds. Eren hums around him, licking broadly along the pulsing
length, holding him steady with his hand as he points his tongue and stabs it
into the tip mercilessly, over and over, fluttering over the drooling opening
and delicately dragging his teeth around the head.
There's an audible click as Levi's jaws snap open, almost involuntarily, as he
spews furious cusses, one after the other, actively fighting the bonds keeping
him immobilized. Eren's eyes flick to Levi's left wrist, watching hungrily as
the fingers twitch there helplessly, knowing how much Levi wants to clench that
strong, big hand in his hair, force him to take all of his cock, choke on it
until he cries, fuck his throat raw. He makes a long purr in his throat at the
image.
At first it appears as if Levi stops breathing entirely, making Eren glance up
at his frozen mouth, before he deepens the purr into a growl.
"Eren, ugh, shit… ah, fuck, fuck," Levi spits furiously, his entire body
convulsing, his dick pulsing, drooling incessantly onto his tongue. At first
Eren found the taste of cum utterly repulsive, and as much as the image of
swallowing turned him on, refused to do so. Now, the bitter flavor only spurs
him on, sucking almost cruelly on the head, just the head, before straightening
completely.
Levi deflates a little, swaying as he fights for control over his body, a whine
stuck in his throat, hips straining upwards and his penis bobbing heavily. It
flops, begging, in Eren's direction, making him coo at it, kissing it softy as
Levi cusses again, rubbing his wrists violently against the cords. Eren
straightens once more, letting Levi have a moment as he fully disposes of
Levi's clothes; unlacing his glossy boots and carefully removing them to a safe
distance away, taking off his white socks and pulling his pants and underwear
all the way off.
Finished, he stares at Levi unashamedly for a long period of time, until Levi
calms himself down and his breathing returns to being mostly normal, albeit
shakier than. He starts at Levi's knee, gently brushing his hand through the
springy curls of hair there, making Levi shudder and tense, forcibly relaxing
as his now red cock twitches. Eren smiles softly, moving his hand up his thigh,
his groin, briefly caressing the belly beneath Levi's cock, the thin trail of
hair there- Levi releases a tense puff of air, impatient, and Eren gently pets
his penis, a brief, teasing touch before cupping his balls firmly.
He starts rolling them smoothly in his hand, almost milking them, before his
other hand joins in and massages softly but very firmly, watching Levi's penis
twitch and pulse, his abs clenching and chest expanding with his shaky, thready
breaths.
He keeps this up for a while; alternating between rolling the balls in his
hands and squeezing them for long periods of time. There's a steady leak of
pre-come from Levi's dick now, his head is leaning backwards toward the chair,
thin brows furrowed deeply, and his labored breathing is rattling his whole
ribcage. Eren bends down, wets his lips before sucking both testicles into his
mouth, lapping at the space between them strongly as Levi jackknifes ramrod
straight in the chair, a strange noise bursting from his lips, hips thrusting
sharply forward- his dick hitting Eren in the forehead. Levi deflates,
completely slouching in his chair, moaning thinly with his hips rolling in
tense little waves toward Eren's mouth.
Eren coos again, can't help himself, jabs his tongue underneath Levi's balls,
making Levi shudder violently, helplessly, gooseflesh prickling all along his
frame.
"Eren…" Levi mumbles, and he sounds almost exhausted; weary and needy all at
once. Eren holds Levi's dick and balls out of the way as he pulls him nearer,
forces his legs wider and placing his feet at his shoulders. Levi tenses, or
tries too, but Eren doesn't let him, licking at his perineum softly, sweetly at
first, then with broader laps of his tongue and finally pointing his tongue and
just jabbing the entire area with it, pushing against the soft, thin flesh.
From this angle, Eren gets a very acute view of Levi's balls tightening
rhythmically, desperate for release by now, his almost angry-looking cock
curving above his navel as Levi gives an uncharacteristically high keen which
he immediately chokes off, his mouth settling into a grim line. His feet push
at Eren's shoulders feebly, and Eren flicks his eyes toward Levi's face just as
he nips sharply at his perineum before sucking the strip of flesh into his
mouth and giving a wet, thorough suck.
Levi moans sharply, the sound tapering off into a wheezy whine than makes Eren
ache in his bones, his own neglected dick twitching hungrily between his legs.
Eren ignores it; he's been waiting for so long, he's had so much time to plan,
to finally sate all those fantasies and dirty wants he had lurking in his mind,
even from before they started fucking all the time.
Now. With the two of them, Eren is at the receiving end of the dicking nearly
all the time. Levi is rarely in the mood to be penetrated like that, and Eren
truly likes getting fucked too much to pretend this bothers him. And for the
most part he understands why.
At first he didn't really, but being a virgin in all matters intimate he didn't
dare question anything that was going on. The first time Levi showed interest
in switching it up was right after a mission. They lost too many good men for
too little a reward, as always, and Eren had been furious, as always; walking
so stiffly he nearly cramped himself, his jaw ticking ominously. Levi cornered
him as he'd been about to go shower and dragged him to his courters, where he
snarled into Eren's snarling mouth, "I want you to fuck me, you piece of shit,"
And, well. Levi had a very interesting opposite to his normal, fully-in-
control, domineering self. Not to say he was exactly submissive or receptive in
any way, but he did have an urge to be owned. But, still. Eren can count the
times he fucked Levi on two hands and two feet, but, still, that doesn't
translate to Levi ever being into ass-play. Levi liked it with almost no prep
at all; he liked it when it hurt him. When he could feel it for days after.
And so, for the first time since the night began, Eren feels the first tingle
of apprehension as well as anticipation race down the back of his neck and
settle heavily in his chest as he runs his tongue smoothly down to Levi's
asshole. Levi jolts and stops. He stops breathing, he stops moving. Eren
freezes too, with his head so far between Levi's legs that he can't even see
his face, and waits. Levi's feet twitch a bit on his shoulders as he breathes a
warm puff of air on his hole, which flutters skittishly in response, and his
whole body shudders.
Slowly, Levi's body starts relaxing bit by bit. He lets out a long breath, very
obviously psyching himself up for whatever's going to go down, and curls his
feet around Eren's neck, pulling him in.
Eren immediately licks at his hole, and again, quick flicks of his tongue,
getting him nice and wet as Levi releases tense, almost unwilling sounds of
pleasure; and the thought of forcing pleasure onto Levi is so goddamn hot he
moans brokenly against Levi's ass. Levi starts rolling his hips against Eren's
tongue, and Eren's hand fly to knead at Levi's ass so tightly Levi groans
raggedly, his movements stilted and jerky. Eren uses both hands to spread those
divine cheeks and starts pressing the flat of his tongue in rhythmic pulses
against Levi's hole, alternating the pressure. It makes wet squelching sounds
and Eren can feel Levi's ass-cheeks fighting against his grip, can imagine the
burning flush on his face. He points his tongue and dips it briefly in his
hole, just a little bit, before withdrawing and licking around the hole in
small circles, feeling Levi's toes convulse uncontrollably against his
shoulders. By now Levi's beyond making noises, sticking with short, erratic
pants from his wide open mouth.
Then Eren sticks his tongue up Levi's hole as far as it gets and wriggles it
around, moaning at the taste. It isn't pleasant, nor is it unpleasant, but it's
there. It's strong, but has an overall clean feel to it and it's the taste of
Lance Corporal Levi's ass for fuck's sake.
Levi fucking sobs as Eren starts tongue-fucking his asshole vigorously, broken,
wrecked little hisses and whimpers, barely loud, as he pushes for more, his ass
grinding down onto Eren's relentless tongue. Eren gropes blindly with one hand
as the other braces Levi for the lube he stashed under the chair, moaning when
he finally grabs it and squirts some on his fingers. He nips sharply at Levi's
asshole once in farewell, and pushes two fingers in easily, god, it's so easy.
He's so damn loose inside and relaxed, desperate, and Levi whines, long and
loud and low, beyond caring, and grinds his ass so hard against Eren's wrist
he's afraid he'll drop him. He adds another finger and rubs Levi's prostate,
first slowly and then faster, faster still.
"Eren, Eren, ah, ff—fuck, ah, fuck," Levi cries, head thrown back and breathing
so fast he's almost hyperventilating as Eren finger-fucks right into his
prostate, his fingers a blur as they jab it mercilessly. Levi's mouth is open
gracelessly, and so wet it's obscene, crying out sharply and panting
desperately, his wrists chafing violently against the binds. Eren abruptly
swallows his cock again and Levi fucking wails, high and breathy and loud, and
clenches hard around Eren's fingers, making him whimper around the thick length
of him. Levi is shaking all over, babbling nonsense, almost whispering,
something that sounds like ‘fuck’ and 'Eren'.
His body starts tensing up, his feet pushing against Eren's shoulders, and just
when he's about to come, Eren grabs his base cruelly, mercilessly, immediately
killing and dismembering Levi's orgasm.
Levi yells, outraged, bucking in order to throw Eren off, but Eren holds fast,
until Levi calms down. Or, well, not exactly calms down, but settles down. He's
tense and Eren's sure he'd be yelled at into oblivion if not outright get his
ass handed to him, and not in the fun way. The whole of Levi’s body is standing
in sharp relief, and his eyebrows are drawn into the blindfold. Eren sighs a
little in relief and straightens, lube still in hand. He leans over and unties
the blindfold from around Levi’s eyes. Levi blinks rapidly before his eyes snap
to Eren and fix there with a burning, burning lust, so intense it makes Eren’s
mouth tremble a little. He doesn’t say anything; just looks at him with his
sweaty hair falling down to almost obscure his eyes.
Eren gives a half-smile and turns around, looks at Levi from over his shoulder,
watching as his eyes snap down to his ass. Levi actually hisses in surprise,
his jaw locking tight before anything else could come out. It hadn’t been easy
to procure these, and Eren smiles a bit as his hand caresses his lace-clad ass
before it comes down in an unforgiving smack that makes Levi grunt as if he’s
in pain, clenching his fists and narrowing his eyes. Eren takes two fingers to
move the panties to the side and show Levi his hole, wet and ready and angry
red. Levi’s mouth opens; he breathes raggedly, his nostrils flare. Eren moves
his hand from circling his hole teasingly up his body, Levi’s eyes following
him the whole while, as it reaches his mouth. His sucks on his fingers,
watching Levi’s reaction, his bobbing dick. He shoves three fingers abruptly up
his hole and clenches around them, making sure his ass makes a filthy noise as
it grips them and moans lightly, breathily. Levi looks like a mad bull, leaning
forward and staring fixedly.
Eren walks a step back that makes Levi’s face mere inches from his ass, his
fingers pumping halfway out before pushing filthily back in, all the while
making those slutty noises. Levi doesn’t even blink, but his tongue rolls out,
wetting his mouth, his penis is an angry, furious red and his eyes have that
mad glint in them Eren only ever saw when Levi was killing titans. He smacks
his ass again with his unoccupied hand, harder than before, and moans loudly,
making Levi flick his eyes to his face, and his pupils are so fucked out he
looks high, the flush on his face red and hot and sweat slicking his entire
body. He’s breathing heavily, and his eyes are fucking searing into his and he
can’t take anymore.
Eren pulls out his fingers, moaning at the loss, widens his cheeks for a few
seconds so that Levi can see his slutty whole blinking at him hungrily; it
makes Levi groan, his eyebrows upturned, begging. Eren quickly shuffles down,
straddling Levi backwards. Levi looks so fucking intense; his eyes fixed on
where Eren grabs the base of his cock and guides it to his hole. He’s wanted to
tease, now, but one look at Levi’s face makes up his mind and he just drops
down, his ass taking Levi’s thick penis all the way inside. Levi moans
savagely, desperately, rubbing his forehead against Eren’s shoulder-blade. Eren
hums and circles his hips luxuriously, feeling Levi’s penis rubbing along his
inner walls before bumping his prostrate. He clenches down and breathes a soft
moan, closing his eyes. His rocking gets harder and rougher, every time Levi’s
erection drags against his prostate he clenches as hard as he can, and Levi is
grunting softly, looking like he’s in pain. Suddenly, Levi snaps his hips up so
hard it catches Eren off guard – he latches onto the arms of the chair and
holds onto Levi’s bloody wrists.
He adjusts his position then raises his hips, Levi’s hands wrap around the
chair for leverage and thrusts up again, gentler this time. Their skin smacks
wetly together and Eren moans, grinding his hips down, humming. Levi snarls in
frustration, grabbing the chair with white-knuckles and ramming his hips up
into Eren faster for a few times, then stopping abruptly.
“Eren,” he says, and his voice is so low and gravelly and fucking wrecked that
Eren moans instead of answering. “Untie me.”
“No.” Eren stands back up and whimpers a bit as Levi’s penis slips wetly out of
his body, curving back toward his belly. He turns around and straddles Levi
again, cowgirl, and looks down into Levi’s eyes.
“Watch me.” He lowers again without preamble, and Levi closes his eyes,
snapping his head back. “You wanna come, Levi? You want me to untie you so you
can hold my hips and fuck me until you come up my hole, fill me up?” Levi
snarls again and then moans as Eren moves back up and plops down, then again,
and again, each time faster and harder. Eren puts his hands on Levi’s shoulders
for leverage and starts riding him in earnest, his dick rubbing against Levi’s
slick, rock-hard abdominals, looking at Levi who’s staring up at him, almost
glaring at him with lust.
If Eren’s learned anything during the time they’ve been fucking, is that Levi
has a pretty severe thing for when Eren talks. Not necessarily dirty talk. Just
him talking. Gets him off and going anywhere, anytime. Usually Eren’s is above
resorting to that, since he has no shortage of ways to rile Levi up, but he
knows it drives him crazy, makes him lose all his iron control. Tonight he
wants it, he wants it all, he wants everything.
“I prepared myself in the communal showers,” he starts, eyes boring into
Levi’s, looking on as they widen before narrowing to dangerous slits, his
nostrils flare, and his jaw clicks shut audibly. Eren swears he feels his penis
twitch inside him. “Had to stuff a fist in mouth because horse-face was right
there in the stall next to me, but he probably heard me anyway, because I
couldn’t help myself, I think about it all the time; about you fucking me,
sucking me, about your dick. I kept saying your name,”
“Untie me, right now. Eren. Untie me.”
“No. You have to watch it, and feel it; feel my hole fucking itself on your
dick,” he grits out between his clenched teeth, suddenly vehement, but has to
stop and breathe, because he is fucking himself as hard as he can on Levi,
taking his pleasure from him, and Levi looks murderous, rocking his hips vainly
up without the leverage he needs, his brows drawn tight against his eyes and
his mouth a grim, straight line, trying to keep himself together. Eren starts
to slow down, even though, at this point, it’s killing them both, no matter
that throughout the day Eren’s tried to come as many times as he possibly
could, so he could last now. Levi’s probably realized this by now, he has that
face he makes when his brain is trying to find any way out of a situation. It’s
the face he makes before surrender.
Eren lifts his hips, his legs straining a bit from the workout he’s given them,
and just hovers there, over the head, circling it lightly before disentangling.
He closes his eyes tightly, trying to not just fuck himself on Levi until they
both come, because he needs, he needs so badly and apparently without his
knowledge this acknowledgement from Levi, this validation. He just needs,
“Please,” Levi sighs, quiet but very clear, his eyes locked on Eren’s suddenly
open ones and Eren feels, absurdly, his eyes burn and his chest clench in a hot
vice.
“Please, Eren,” Levi repeats, “Untie me.”
Eren nods as the first few tears slip free, hands already pulling at the tight
knots of around Levi’s wrists, but all the while he’s looking at him, and
Levi’s staring back, unwavering, almost tender in that ruthless way of his,
until both ties slip free, and Eren sits there with his thighs shaking around
Levi’s hips, aching and empty and crying with red lace panties twisted all
skewed around his hips and so, so in love with this asshole who grabs his hips
with his strong hands and lifts, still looking only at his face.
Eren jolts before clamping his legs around Levi’s middle and his arms wind
around his neck. Levi carries him to bed and lies down on his back with Eren on
top of him, because his legs are too shaky to move properly, Eren realizes,
with his hands slip clasped tightly around Eren’s hips and his eyes fixed on
his. He raises a hand slowly, almost pacifying, that traces the tear-tracks
before sliding to his sweaty hair, holding there, and gently tugging Eren down
till he’s on his elbows. Levi nudges their wet foreheads together, his hand
trailing to the back of Eren’s neck as the other grips his hip more securely
before rolling his hips upward, against Eren’s crack, wetly bumping his hole,
and Eren hisses, hunching his back, but he doesn’t look away from those eyes,
even as Levi does it again, and again, even though it’s getting unbearable -
until Levi forsakes Eren’s hip in favor of steadying his cock at Eren’s hole
and holds himself there.
“Please,” he says again, and Eren feels the tears again but ignores them, nods,
lowering himself on Levi and moaning thinly as he breaches him, hot and full
and hot, it’s so hot, it burns, and Levi’s eyes burn into his, and he doesn’t
look away, doesn’t close his eyes.
They both grunt as Eren sinks fully down, and Levi’s steadying hand at his nape
pulls him in for a kiss that’s both cruel and gentle, teeth nipping sharply
before lips suck his tongue between them softly, a tongue stabs inside before
laving slowly against his sensitive lips, before Levi’s hips draw back and
piston into his so hard he bucks and almost loses his balance. He moans loudly,
sharply, but it gets swallowed up in Levi’s hungry mouth, who starts a fast,
merciless rhythm that rocks Eren’s whole body, and almost hypnotized he thrusts
himself back, impaling himself with Levi’s cock until it nails right against
his prostrate and he fucking loses it, clenching both hands at the sheet by
Levi’s head and whining, high pitched and needy and so loud that Levi groans
with him but doesn’t stop, thrusting again in that devastating angle, and
again. Again, until it blurs together; Levi’s going so fast, riding his body
for all he’s worth, but he doesn’t relinquish Eren’s mouth.
Levi’s hands are starting to clench, his mouth slackening a bit in the kisses
till they are wet and filthy and graceless, his body starts tensing up, and
Eren opens his eyes, not wanting to miss it, only to find Levi’s eyes are
already open with his hips fucking ramming up into his without pause, no mercy,
so fast and so hard, right into his prostate, and Levi’s eyes are bright and
open and his hands are shaking and bruising into his body, mouth stubbornly
fused together with his.
Eren breaks away from the kiss forcibly, the burn in his chest too much, the
pleasure rocking his entire body, his toes curling tightly and his cock
smearing precome obscenely all along Levi’s stomach, quivering and hot and so
fucking swollen; he opens his mouth, trying to say something; his name,
anything, but Levi fucks the words right out of his mouth, and all the comes
out is little bleating noises, animalistic and raw.
Levi’s brows turn upward sharply and his hips start stuttering, his nails
digging into Eren, and Eren looks down at him, looks down at his red sweaty
face, his begging eyes, and clenches as hard as he can when Levi next slams
home. Levi’s mouth opens in a silent scream as his entire body locks, his eyes
roll up and he starts coming. What comes out of his mouth on his next exhale
doesn’t sound human, and it reverberates through Eren until he’s shaking so
hard he can barely move, and then Eren’s coming, out of nowhere; it sneaks up
on him and catches him completely off-guard, and it’s so powerful he blacks out
for a moment.
He’s wheezing alarmingly when he comes back to himself, still curled around
Levi, and falls limply to the side. They’re both breathing kind of funny, Levi
having thrown an arm over his eyes. Eren can’t feel his legs very well. Eren is
sort of half on his side and half on his stomach, turned toward Levi, and he
watches him from between his messy, wet hair. Levi’s chest is rising sharply
with his choppy breaths, and Eren can tell he’s shaking. A few moments pass,
they stretch on regardless of time, till Levi lowers his hand and looks at Eren
with slightly glassy eyes, the flush still burning in his cheeks. Eren feels
his chest twinge, his heart fluttering against his ribcage. Levi reaches out a
hand and brushes the hair out of his eyes, and smiles at him, a genuine, small
smile, an exhausted smile, and closes his eyes. Eren crawls, without his mind’s
consent, toward him, and kisses the smile from his lips.
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