"Goddamn it, Jaeger. Let me go, already!"
They had been at it for a while, going back and forth, though Eren never let his guard down. He knew if he did, Levi wouldn't waste time in seizing him. So the brunette has to stay on top--literally and figuratively, of course. There was some part of Levi that found this side of the brat sexy, and the idea of dominating fiesty Eren enthralled him. But as Eren was not allowing any window for that to happen, Levi was finding this increasingly infuriating.
"But this is so much fun," Eren pouted as he traces Levi's bare thigh, sending prickles of pleasure to his painful buldge. They'd gotten rid of their clothes minutes ago, although Eren wouldn't allow Levi the pleasure of taking his own boxers off. Meanwhile, Levi had nothing on other than the collar and the cuffs. He would've been fine, if only his partner were the same way.
On top of that, Eren has been mercilessly teasing Levi. Maybe there was some of his own deviousness in Eren, though it shows in a different way. As of now, Eren had one hand on Levi's length, with the other resting on his chest. Eren was massaging Levi's shaft, and whether on accident or on purpose, grazed his thumb over the head.
Levi shuddered violently, his eyes closing for a second or two to compose himself. Eren, realising the effect, continued the minstrations. Levi's breath was growing ragged by each passing second, the unceasing motion made it hard to find his breath.
"Jaeger..!" It took effort to seem menacing, another hint of him losing control.
At that, Eren took this as his cue to swing a leg over the smaller's lap, straddling him once more. He released the grip he had on Levi's member, instead using both hands to hold tightly to Levi's shoulders. Eren ground into Levi, their scattered breaths evolving into moans.
"At least taake the goddamn boxers off," Levi growled. Eren pondered, then complied. There was no use in refusing it any longer. As he stood to do so, Levi shot a leg out, tripping Eren as he twisted himself at the same time. Turned around, Levi's bound hands searched for the key. Finally, he found it. That bastard had been keeping it in front of him, tormenting him with it.
While Eren gathered his wits, Levi menaged to get out of the cuffs. He hadn't realised Levi was free until he was grabbed.
"Now, Eren," Levi's sneering face appeared above the brunette, looming as he pinned Eren to the ground.
"I'll have to find a way to return all the teasing, won't I?" Damn, there went all Eren's hard work. Down the drain in seconds.
But, wait.
He wouldn't give up just like that. Even like this, he would have to find a way to make Levi work for it. He would. But now he just has to figure out how.
