Twisted Devotion (ERERI!)

4.

Eren's POV

When we got to my place, we decided to take turns taking a shower. I had showered first while Levi was watching his show downstairs.

In the shower, I immediately reached for the soap he uses, which he always leaves at my place. I gladly poured it onto my wash towel and began to rub it on my body.

I feel bad because he doesn't know anything of what I think about him and what I do with his stuff...

When I finished my shower, I dried off and walked into his room. I first put on boxers I brought here then my t-shirt and then my pants.

I called for Levi. "Levi! You can come shower now."

"Coming." He said. He jogged up the steps and looked at me. He gave me a small smile which made me smile. He walked passed me and into the room.

I followed behind him and sat on my bed.

He immediately started to take his clothes off, starting with his shirt, which I loved looking at his back abs. He then took his pants off.

He has such a small butt, it's cute, and I know it's soft. It just has to be.

I'm so weird...

I sighed as he walked off, shutting the door that led to the bathroom.

I stared at the door for awhile and raised a brow when he opened it up half way, he threw his boxers onto the pile of his clothes. "Be back soon." He said calmly, shutting the door again.

I bit my lip hard.

Ugh, I have a hard on again.

I glanced at his boxers and slowly got up. I went over to them and squat down.

I go to pick them up and stop, standing up immediately.

I really shouldn't...

But you want to.

Yes, yes I do.

I pick up his boxers and immediately pulled my pants down.

Levi takes forever in the showers, I'll gladly have fun with his boxers.

I know this is perverted and unnecessary, but when will I get another chance like this? Well, I mean, I've done it before.

-

I started by palming my cock with his boxers wrapped on my cock, the feeling of the warm that has been on his boxers, now on my cock, makes me feel good.

I huffed as I thought of Levi butt naked in the shower.

I wanted to fuck him. And I wanted to basically tame him.

I sighed quietly, feeling myself coming close already.

I palmed my cock faster, moaning quietly to myself.

"Fuck."

I felt myself release into my hand.

I heard the shower turn off and immediately I stood up, throwing his boxers to the side and wiping my hands off on my towel.

I then pulled my pants and boxers up, pretending that I wasn't doing anything I shouldn't be doing.

When the door opened up, I glanced to see Levi in his towel.

His hair was wet, and he looked cute with messy wet hair.

I have to learn how to not stare too much, I can't help it.

He opened up a drawer full of his own stuff, I had a drawer empty just for him to have multiple things in there.

Which I may have or may have not, sprayed his stuff with my cologne. Not that he has noticed, surprisingly.

Levi first held onto his towel tightly as he put his boxers on with his free hand.

He then dropped the towel, showing just a bit of his plump ass.

Geez... It looks so shiny and soft.

But, my wild imaginations flew away when we pulled his boxers all the way up.

I sighed and laid back on the bed. Staring at the ceiling.

I shouldn't stare too much before I get caught. That would do me no good.

-

It was late at night now. My parents have came home, we said our hellos before heading back upstairs, eating chips together.

We were watching the show of "Jeffrey Dahmer".

"Why would he do something like this." Levi mumbled, watching it intensely.

"It's because he didn't want them to leave him." I said quietly.

"But if he doesn't kill them, and act all fucking weird then maybe they would stay with him."

"Levi." I said quietly.

He turned his head at me. "Hm?"

"What would you do if someone kidnapped you, isolated you, but treated you like a princess. Would you fall inlove with them?"

He scoffed. "No. And I'm not gay anyway."

"It could be a girl too." I said with a smile. "A crazy one at that?"

He studied me before turning his head. "No. It's weird. And that's Stockholm Syndrome."

I smiled at his response.

I could change his mind if I were to do something like that.

Of course I wouldn't go Dahmer on him. I would actually treat him with upmost respect.

We turned back to the show, in quiet...