Twenty Three (smut)

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He leaned down, and I reached up. Our lips crashed together. The kiss was more heated than the last. It was full of passion and desire. I only stopped kissing him when he moved his hips and pressed himself against my throbbing dick.

I moaned loudly. "Ah! Levi!"

Levi bit my neck. Not hard enough to truly hurt, but forceful enough to leave a mark.

"Scream my name, baby," he said, his breath tickling my neck. "Moan as loud as you can. I want to hear you enjoy it."

My only response was another moan.

"Good boy."

Levi kissed my neck again. His hand moved down my body, he barely stopped at my dick. Only trailing his fingers down the shaft.

"Hand me the lube."

I never knew I could move that fast. I yanked open his nightstand, and blindly searched for the bottle. All the while Levi was leaving a trail of bite marks on my neck. I finally found the bottle. Levi took it from my hand, sat up straight, and before I knew it I could feel him press his finger into me.

I could barely keep my eyes open. My head was spinning and my lower half was on fire.

"Fuck, Levi. More!"

Levi chuckled. "I'm guessing all those handjobs lately haven't been enough?"

"Not even close," I moaned.

Honoring my request, Levi pushed another finger inside. He started moving them around and it didn't take long before I was begging him for more. After three fingers I could no longer stand it.

"Please, Levi! Ah! Please fuck me."

"I thought you'd never ask."

He roughly pulled his fingers out of my ass. He leaned over to grab a condom from his nightstand. Apparently fully taking off his pants was too much of a hassle for him, so he just pulled them down far enough to reveal his member. It only took him seconds to put on the condom, which was still way too long. He positioned himself between my legs, the tip of his dick rubbing against my asshole. I reached up and pulled him down by his neck, pulling him into a feverish kiss. He didn't even hesitate to push his hard cock inside of me. With a loud moan, I let go of him and wrapped my fists around the sheets.

I loudly moaned his name. In response, Levi moaned mine.

"God Eren, you drive me crazy."

And yet you can't tell me you love me without forgetting it a second later.

I froze, scared by my own thoughts. I could feel the anger radiating from that thought. Was I really that hurt by it? Did it really make me that mad?

It did.

It did make me mad. He fucking told me he loved me, and then completely forgot it. It had been two months since Levi had said it the first time, yet he had never consciously said it. Why could he only say it when he was about to pass out?

"Eren?"

Levi had frozen as well. I could still feel him inside me, but he wasn't moving. Instead he was leaning over me, his hand placed against my cheek, looking worried.

I started sobbing

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