Our Memories

| Freaky Friday | (18+)

-(8:59 PM)

With a readied sigh, a camera was clicked on, now recording the sight of something beautifully erotic.

Two naked men that love each other. But today, they were consensually on a path of exploring more of their desires. They want to make this memorable for each other, especially since the love they make isn't just sex. It's art. Whether it be vanilla or spicier, it was like a beautiful dance of sin. Something they both love.

The waist of the older man in the relationship was grabbed tenderly by the hands of the younger man, then pulled—his back right up against Eren's stomach. Their position was one of spooning, but upright instead of lying down. It was like a comfortable nest, as weird as it may sound. With blankets surrounding their cuddled bodies, pillows sandwiched between Eren's back and the wall, this was a moment of intimacy that only grew.

"The camera has began rolling, so you will do as I say, understand?" An authoritative rough voice spoke, cutting through the silence like a sharp knife that was swung in the air harshly.

This tone wasn't used often, but when it was, it made Levi feel like if he was on fire. Like if the waves of his boyfriends voice traveled over his body, giving him light caresses that drove a spark in him. The same spark that grew stronger in only seconds with every word.

"Yes." Levi obediently whispered in response, his own voice soft-spoken yet deep. His voice was much more masculine than Eren's, but that just appealed more to the brunet.

Especially since the raven's voice when in such a vulnerable position almost makes him look petite. That ultimately was a turn-on. While even if sounding and looking silly, Eren couldn't care. They live once, and who knows for how long. It was time to take his chances and have fun. So, with Levi's response, he spoke again.

"Yes what?"

"Yes Master."

"Good. Spread your legs."

With a little tint of blush on his cheeks, the raven obeyed. He slowly spread his legs which...shouldn't have felt as embarrassing as it was. He's had sex and made love with this brat many times before—Eren has seen Levi in such erotic and vulnerable states—but he's still timid around the young man. Maybe it was insecurities? Possibly so. Especially since Eren isn't the type to point anything out. He's too kind to do things like that to someone he loves. But the more Levi observes his body, the more scars he sees. Ones from his past, and not from his past lifetime, but his present one.

"Very good." The brunet praised and grabbed the penis plug from beside him, just to lube it up and slowly begin to insert it into his boyfriends urethra.

It was slow and delicate. The least he wanted to do right now was hurt the man and ruin their night. So for...their sake, he was gentle and attentive to Levi's reactions. The twitching, the hiss of pain, the bit of shifting but ultimately, he was relaxed and that said more than enough.

"Remember, if you can't handle it, say the safe word. Okay?" Eren reminded his boyfriend, just for the man to nod in response and let out a shaky breath.

Fingers twirled the plug and gave it a withdraw, just to push it back inside and do that a few times, grasping that same reaction Levi was expressing. A gasp, hiss, and moan. It was like a mini cycle that Eren found himself addicted to. The display made him grow harder underneath the raven's body, and therefore significantly more eager. With a hum of approval, Eren aligned two of his fingers against Levi's slightly parted lips.