TPP
It had been 3 months since Levi was discharged from the hospital. And of course, Erwin has already slipped back into his old habits.
"Erwin!" Levi shouts, knocking the cup of alcohol out of his hands. Erwin hadn't even gotten a sip, so he was pissed Levi smacked it out of his hand like that.
"The hell's yer problem?" Erwin groans, and Levi scoffs.
"Are you serious? You know how ya get whenever you're drunk. Start hittin' things and actin' like a fool!" Levi counteracts. Erwin sighs and rolls his eyes.
"Levi, you need ta stop being such a bitch." Erwin yells back before he can stop himself. Levi's eyebrows raise as he stares at Erwin in shock.
"Oh really?" Levi was in disbelief.
"Wait, no- darlin' y'know I ain't meant it like that." Erwin's tone softens while he tries to backtrack.
"Well I'll go be a bitch somewhere else then." Levi spat, swiveling on his heel and starting for the door.
He feels a hand roughly grab his arm as soon as he reaches the first step, hurling him back inside and pinning him against the door. Before Levi can yell, a pair of lips roughly crashes against his. He kisses back even rougher, their tongues soon finding eachother in an angry haze.
Erwin tugs at Levi's hair, earning a loud hiss and a lip bite. They migrate to the couch, ripping eachother's clothes off completely. Levi pushes Erwin down onto the couch and gets on top of him, straddling his waist and pulling his cock through the slit of his boxers. Levi's own boxers have been tossed God knows where, not that he cares.
Erwin reaches behind him and grabs a bottle of lube from the table besides the couch, flipping he and Levi over.
He sits atop Levi's thighs while squirting the liquid on his fingers and Levi's hole. Levi shivers as the cold substance rolls down his body, hitting the couch and collecting in a tiny pool.
Erwin uses one hand to spread Levi's cheeks apart before roughly shoving in one finger. Levi lets out a surprised moan and gripps the couch roughly. He squeezes his eyes shut tightly and chews his lip as Erwin adds two more fingers.
Levi breathes in and out, adjusting to Erwin's unforgiving pace. It hurt, and he feels tears prick at his eyes. Erwin wasn't being gentle at all and Levi was more than embarrassed to admit he liked it.
Finally, Erwin notices how tense Levi was and traces circles into his back while curling his fingers less haphazardly. He stretches Levi open for a minute max, growing impatient.
"Don't act like a good guy now, fuck me you useless son of a bitch." Levi cries out, anger rising in him when he catches glimpse of the fallen cup of alcohol. Erwin makes a low noise in his throat at the insult and coats himself in a thick layer of lube.
He turns Levi onto his back and slowly inches himself in. Erwin soon had to catch his breath, Levi's tight heat a familiar, yet overstimulating sensation for him. There was a moment while adjusting, where Levi clenched around him tightly. Erwin dipped his head down for a moment, his teeth digging into his lip.
When he knew Levi was ready, he wrapped his arms underneath him and pulled him up into a sitting position. Erwin lay on the couch, his back propped up against the arm rest. Levi put his arms to his sides, leaning back ever so slightly to grip Erwin's hips.
Erwin digs his fingernails into Levi's waist harshly, lifting Levi halfway up his cock. He suddenly slams upward, all noises catching in Levi's throat. Erwin does it again, harder and slower this time, with the intent of imprinting his cock in Levi's walls. This time, Levi lets out a loud keen and covers his mouth with the back of his hand. Ghostly breaths make their way out as Erwin begins a rough, but steady pace.
Lube pools at Erwin's pelvis, collecting on Levi and covering his thighs in a thin sheen of lube. Levi covered his mouth and let tears fall as Erwin's fingernails penetrated his skin. He was gripping him so harshly, Levi knew there'd be bruises come morning. But soon, it wasn't enough for Levi.
"That all you got? Fuck, you're weak."
"Watch that bratty fuckin' mouth Levi, or I swear I'll make sure you can't speak." Erwin spits out, shocking Levi with his response. Levi rolls his eyes and pretends to act bored, though it's hard with Erwin ramming into him.
"Old man." Levi mutters, surprised he could get the sentence out without stuttering. He doesn't have time to mentally congratulate himself, because Erwin pulls him closely to his torso in a quick flash.
He squeezes his strong arms around Levi and thrusts up into him at an even quicker pace. Levi's eyes roll back, and his mouth threatens to drop open.
"Unh-unh. Look at me, baby." Erwin demands. Levi fights the overstimulation and forces his eyes to meet Erwin's, despite how hard it is.
"You feel good?" Erwin asks, his hands finding their way to Levi's ass and gripping tightly. He spreads them for easier access and finally gets out a strangled moan from Levi.
Levi lets out a mantra of 'yes' in response to Erwin's question, the rest of his sentence can be left purely to the imagination. Erwin angles his hips and slams so hard into Levi's bundle of nerves he screams, then makes no more noise.
"Oh, fuck!" Erwin lets out a string of curse words and Levi clenches around his cock, which is sort of his tell that he's about to cum.
"Fucking, whore! Damn!" Erwin throws his head back as Levi trembles through his orgasm. Levi can't speak anymore, all words have dried on his tongue. He lets out whimpers and whines as he squeezes beautifully around Erwin.
Erwin comes not to long after, white ribbons shooting into Levi as he clenches his jaw shut. He looks up for one moment to see Levi's face and if it were physically possible, he'd have gotten hard again. He empties the last of himself inside of Levi and breathes heavily as Levi collapses onto his chest.
They both heave for a while until they finally calm down, and Levi slowly lifts himself off Erwin's softening cock. Erwin sighs and starts to sit up, bit Levi pushes him back down.
"Mm-m. Stay." He mumbles, furrowing his eyebrows as his cheek presses into Erwin's chest. Erwin can feel his cum drip out of Levi, the hot sensation makes him dizzy.
"I need to clean you, Lee. It'll only be like two minutes." Erwin says in his New York accent, earning a giggle from Levi. Whenever he's all dizzy and fucked out like this, his accent is the strongest thing you'll ever hear.
"No... it's, it's okay. I like having it inside me." Levi rasps dryly. He swallows and closes his eyes.
And again, if it were physically possible, that sentence would've made Erwin hard.
Sorta requested but not really.
