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The first time I kissed Levi, it was against his will. Two weeks into our relationship, I 'made a move' and it resulted in a knee to the gut. After that we were pretty exclusive to body kisses. I would kiss the nape of Levi's neck when sitting behind him, or Levi kissing the back of my hand as a 'Good Morning.'
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You should be able to imagine just how happy Eren was when Levi stood on his toes to reward Eren with an open-mouthed kiss. Happy, but... well when Levi pulled back Eren legitimately laughed. The kiss was rigid and pretty unsexy.
“What?”
“Heh, ahh, when's the last time you kissed somebody?” Eren asked.
A moment passed as Levi thought about it for a second. “When I was twenty”
Eren's eyes went wide and his jaw dropped, completely shocked by his response.
“What? Mouths are really dirty.” Levi defended.
“You haven't kissed anybody in over 10 years? I'm... I'm honored. I...” Eren blushed, “I feel like when I was born fate decided your lips were only meant for mine.”
“Don't go all starry-eyes on my, brat. We both know how you really feel about fate.”
Eren adorned a look of content as he intertwined his fingers with Levi's. “I think maybe I should take lead. Would you mind if I led?”
“Eren, why would I mind?” Levi always kept his promise to use Eren's first name when they held hands. It was one of the many, many small joys they shared.
Instead of responding, Eren leaned down to kiss Levi. The first one was sweet—closed mouth and quick—a peck really. The second time he connected their lips, Eren tilted his head and pressed his lips passionately into Levi's, parted just enough to taste the deliciousness that was his lover. He continues that way, simple kisses, spaced apart and each one special. Each kiss was it's own event, slowly pulling buried passion out of Levi that had been locked away for so long. Eren felt his cock stiffen and had to stop.
“Will you wash me, Corporal?”
Levi nodded and started unbuckling his maneuver gear harness. Eren knelt and helped with the ones around his thighs, letting his fingers linger and caress, hoping his touches would arouse Levi enough to let things go all the way tonight. When the gear was off, Eren removed his own pants and stood naked, waiting for Levi to reach the same level of undress. (Underwear was another thing he forewent after the shower.)
When without clothes, Levi stepped into the tub. The water had been poured as hot as possible so it would stay warmer longer, he had a feeling they would be in until their fingertips were wrinkled like raisins. Eren followed suit.
“Eren, sit away facing away from me, I'll start by washing your back.” Levi asked.
There was silence other than the gentle splashing noises from Levi rinsing out the cloth he was using to wash Eren; another thing Eren had seen as overkill... washing with hands and soap would have sufficed. The sensation was not unpleasant, especially since Levi's other hand was gripping his waist. The lower he washed the nicer it felt, and before he realized it Eren let out a soft moan.
Levi's hand stopped. “Are you enjoying this?”
Unsure of what to say, Eren just asked him to continue. He did so without another word, and gently stroked Eren's back. After a few minutes (and one or two more escaped moans from Eren) Levi started washing up Eren's neck. It felt way too good for Eren, and when Levi started washing behind his ears, he couldn't handle it anymore.
“Levi, I'm hard.” Eren whined.
“With all the wanton noises you've been making that doesn't surprise me.” Levi was not-so-secretly hard too. Hearing your lover mewl over being touched by you doesn't do much for keeping composure. Levi thought of it as a subtle way to boost Eren's ego, and maybe a bit of an encouragement to let Levi clean him thoroughly.
“Can I turn around?”
“Not yet.”
“Why?”
“You're going to have to endure this just a little longer, Eren. You want to go all the way tonight, don't you?” Levi asked as he used his bare hands to rub Eren's earlobes.
Eren moaned again, but this time it wasn't quite or bashful, but something you might hear from a particularly good masturbatory tug.
“Unn Leviii, why do you have to wash me there? It feels really good. I can't wait if you touch me like that.”
Levi leaned in to whisper to Eren, “I want you to be completely clean, from head to toe, so if I get the urge to put my mouth on any particular part of you I can do so without a second thought.”
Eren really should have let one out in the shower. He wouldn't be so fucking needy if he had. Sitting there quietly, he let Levi finish... but he had to wrap a hand around his his dick to occasionally give a squeeze when whatever Levi was touching got particularly sensitive.
“Okay, you can turn around now.” Levi said as he grabbed Eren's hand to guide him to turn. When he was situating himself, Levi pulled him so his legs came around Eren, and Eren's legs wrapped around Levi's waist. They were so close their erections touched under the water's surface. Eren reached for them but Levi caught his hand inches away.
“Oh no you don't. If we get started now, I won't be able to enjoy you the way I want.”
Eren pouted, and looked a but like a puppy. A puppy that wanted nothing more than to be petted.
“If you can hold on for five minutes, I'll reward you.”
“Can I kiss you first? For waiting so much already?” Eren asked.
“I suppose.”
Eren didn't hesitate. Before Levi could even close his mouth after speaking, Eren was exploring with his tongue. As he slowly and hungerly lapped at the warm escape in-between Levi's lips, he also pressed into him giving some much needed friction. Much to Eren's delight, Levi moaned into him.
Levi might have been a great leader in life, but in bed he was exceptional as a follower. Eren orchestrated every kiss and Levi reciprocated perfectly. The hunger in the kisses waned, and Eren pulled back.
“You have five minutes.”
Levi reached for a jar of shampoo and shimmied into a kneeling position, making him tall enough to see the top of Eren's head. Sitting like that also brought his penis out of the water and extremely close to Eren's face. The boy just stared.
“If you don't want soap in your eyes, I suggest you tip your head back.”
Eren looked up at him and smiled, “Four minutes and thirty seconds.”
Levi globbed a good helping of the liquid soap on Eren's head. He knead his fingers purposefully into Eren's scalp, and instead of moaning, Eren hummed.
“Three minutes.”
Levi turned on the water and used a bowl near the tub to carefully pour water over Eren's head, mindful not to let soap get in his beautiful blue-green eyes. He refilled and repeated several times.
“Two minutes.”
Levi picked the cloth back up and assumed his original position. He soaped up the cloth.
“One minute! Levi you've got to hurry!”
“Shut up, brat.”
Eren pouted at the nickname. They weren't holding hands, but sitting naked in each other's presence should elicit more endearing terms, right?
“Oh come off it, you really are being a brat.” Levi defended as he started washing Eren's chest with one hand, and tweaked a nipple with the other.
“Fuck!” Eren snapped, “Oh my god Levi, do that again.” he complied and Eren's hips bucked involuntarily bucked into Levi's. “Fuck fuck that feels really good ohmygod five minutes go.”
Levi continues to wash Eren's chest, arms, and face, occasionally rolling a nipple under his finger to keep Eren from counting (it worked) and managed to get a good nine minutes out of him.
“You've been really good, Eren. Thank you.”
Eren kissed him, “You're welcome, baby.”
“I'd like to give you a big reward, but you'll have to lay back.”
Eren rested his head against the edge of the bath and watched as Levi passed the soap through his hands a few times then seated himself between his legs.
“Hook your ankles over my shoulders and lift up out of the water.”
A blush crept onto Eren's cheeks as he did so.
Levi stroked Eren's dick slowly, reducing Eren to a mewling mess. Levi moved his hands lower, cupping Eren's balls and washing them gently. Eren moaned and his erection bobbed from his flexing. Levi prepared to clean Eren where he knew he would be the dirtiest. His fingers hovered over Eren's entrance, and hesitated.
“This is disgusting.” Levi stated, “I really don't want to put my fingers in there.”
“I can do it myself if you want. It wouldn't be my first time fingering myself. Or you can enter me now. It will hurt a little without being prepared, but I can handle it. I heal quickly.” Eren snickered.
Levi's face twisted in disgust. “No dumbass, I'm definitely cleaning you first. I'm not going to stick my dick the same place you shit from unless I know it's clean.”
“I went to the bathroom before I came here...” Eren defended, to which Levi replied 'thank god' with the most sarcastic tone he'd ever heard him use.
“That doesn't change how gross it is. If you did it yourself I wouldn't be able to know how good of a job you've done, so I must bear the fuck with it. You're lucky I love you.”
Eren dropped his ankles and leaned forward to kiss Levi. He pressed into him and they pushed back so that Levi's head was against the tile instead, and Eren was above him, out of the water. Eren forced his tongue into Levi's mouth and swirled around Levi's tongue. They kissed playfully, and Eren enjoyed the stimulating texture on the top of Levi's tongue as well as the slick erotic feeling of the underneath side. Eren moaned into his mouth and ground into his hips.
He came up for air, “Show me you love me, Levi. Fuck me with those long, manly, sexy fingers of yours and clean me.” That was enough to convince Levi to abandon his reservations and he ran a soapy finger down Eren's back and between his slightly parted cheeks. Eren was ready. He slipped a single finger inside and Eren let out a pleasured whine.
“Fuck me, Oh god Levi use two, clean me really good.”
Levi added a second finger and watched the young man unravel above him. Each thrust of his fingers pulled out a moan that was low on exhale and high on intake. The sound was so seductive his own member was begging to be touched. Levi added a third finger and Eren closed his mouth over Levi's to suppress his moan from tipping off the whole castle to their actions. Eren slid his hands up Levi's chest under the water, let them roam back down, then wrap around his sides. He reached further down and filled his palms with Levi's toned, perfectly shaped ass and squeezed. Pressing down, Een ground their erections together.
“Just like that, baby.” Eren breathed, “If we keep going like this... uun! I'll cum for you.”
Levi let out a moan, between the friction and the dirty talk he had completely forgotten how much he hadn't wanted to finger Eren. He thrust as deeply as he could manage, and Eren responded by bucking sporadically. Eren wanted to watch Levi enjoy himself, so he leaned back a little. His eyes were closed and his eyebrows were pulled together and raised. It paired perfectly with his panting, parted lips.
Levi opened his grey eyes and met Eren's teal ones. Though Eren had been stretched considerably, he was starting to clench down. Eren was close.
“Climax for me, Eren. Show me that you love me too.” Levi growled. Eren thrusted into him, moaning and never breaking eye-contact.
“Fuck.” he rasped, “Fuck yes.”
Levi wouldn't have admitted it, but with how Eren's ass was sucking him inside, he was just as close. If he timed it right, they could finish together and Eren would be too preoccupied with his eyes rolling into the back of his head to notice how unguarded Levi is when he orgasms, but before he could worry bout it, Eren buried his face in Levi's neck and bit his shoulder, hard, and it send Levi over the edge. The moan that escaped him was throaty and labored, like the breath you take after nearly drowning.
That's what he was doing, he was drowning in Eren, and he wouldn't have it any other way.
They lay there, naked and against each other for several minutes until Levi spoke.
“What happened to the water? I' pretty sure there was water when we started.”
“I think I knocked the plug loose when I grabbed your ass. I didn't want to interrupt the mood to check.”
Levi grunted, “Saves time, I'll rinse us off then we can head to bed. There's enough semen on our chests to start a navy.”
Eren cocked his head to the side, “What's a navy?”
Levi filled the bowl with water and rinsed the cum off his chest and dick (after washing his hand of course.)
“Never mind brat, It was a pun. Come here so I can wash my cum off you.”
Levi poured the bowl down Eren's abs and massaged the drying seed away. They were quiet, and Eren watched thoughtfully. A red mark had appeared on Levi's shoulders where blood had rose to the surface of his skin though the skin was not broken. The bruise was bright red.
“I bit you too hard, I'm sorry.”
Levi continued to rinse Eren in silence.
“I'll try to control myself next time.”
“I didn't dislike it, Eren. Do what you want, I don't mind the pain.”
“But someone might see it!”
“Eren, how many times have you seen me shirtless?”
Eren thought about it, “... three.”
“Those were three times that I allowed you to. Nobody will see it, Eren. Even if yo had left a mark where someone might see it, I'd wear it proudly. The last thing I feel about us is ashamed.” Levi revealed as he poured another bowl down Eren's back. “Grab a towel and dry off, it's time for round two.”
Eren smiled and did as he was told, and wrapped the towel around the both of them.
“I love you, Levi.”