Be My Bride (Ereri)

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In a rush he presses firm kisses along Eren's neck and collarbone - he keeps them relatively gentle, despite his own growing need. Kisses turn to sharp nips, things sure to leave pleasant marks across Eren's skin.

He makes these soft, sweet little noises - he gasps and then mumbles, like he's upset he can't keep them in. Hot murmurs, so breathless and enchanting. He bites down, eliciting a loud cry of protest. Of course, he sucks at it after wards, things that'd surely leave a bruise.

Levi wants to hear more of him, wants to make Eren cry out, louder and louder, till he's screaming. Dressed up like a charming young bride, honeyed gasps and whimpers huffing past his pinks lips, he's a damn sight.

Levi sits back and admires the mess he's made out the boy, cock straining against the weak silk of his panties, eyes lidded with a misty heat. He'd been clinging to Levi's shirt with a white-knuckled grip, but now he relaxes, fumbles to slide his hands up Levi's chest, wrapping his arms round his shoulders and pulling him down for a kiss.

Just for a moment, Levi lets him do as he pleases; he presses his own awkward kisses to Levi's neck, mumbles something like fucking embarrassing and can you please touch me, the latter of which Levi does not ignore. Instead, he pulls away again and doesn't hold back his smug smirk.

"What was that? Let's hear it."

The look on his face is damn near devious. Eren doesn't want to give in, but squirming could only get him so far. He raises his hips a little, pulls and tugs at the top edges of the dress like he was fixing it, fusses for a moment and just mumbles to himself. "Mmh, you know it, so just..."

Levi is looking down at him with some growing disinterest, it feels like. He stops his mumbling, tries to focus on the older man's face and speaks with as much courage and determination as possible. "Can you, um. Please, touch me."

He gets a incredulous snort in response. All the same, Levi's hands stroke along his thighs. His touches quickly become firmer and more precise - he's almost massaging him. It feels good, amazing even - but it's not enough. So he reaches down and tries to rub at himself, at least pull the underwear off, but Levi grabs his wrist.

"Who do you think's in control right now, hm?" Eren does not give an answer. Levi was not expecting one. "Not you, brat. You don't touch yourself unless I tell you to, yeah?" Eren hurriedly nods, a shiver creeping up his spine. It's not unnoticed by Levi but he doesn't say anything. Instead, he yanks the boy closer, finally reaching over to tug at his underwear.

He'd have to take off the garter if he wanted to slip them off. Neither of them have enough patience for that and Levi most definitely wants Eren to keep the garter on. So he just rips it, an action that makes Eren gasp and fumble to stop him, but it's torn off within seconds.

Now exposed, Levi plainly eyes up his cock - sees how pre-cum gathers at the top and dribbles down, how the tip flushes a vibrant red. It's cute. How Eren gasps and twitches when Levi takes him in his hand and begins to stroke, though - that's hot. He can feel his own cock straining against his pants, confines tight and uncomfortable, but for now he doesn't mind it.

He keeps his eyes trained on Eren, watches him tremble as his palm slides up and down, slowly forming a sweet rhythm. He can't help but think Eren looks good like this - flushed and panting, hips trembling - and his voice, oh. Levi could listen to his voice for hours. Moans rising softly in pitch and ending in short breathless gasps - it was delicious. How would he sound, filled to the brim with Levi's cock?

He presses closer, jerking the boy's cock in rough strokes. Eren presses his palms to the bed, pushes his hips up, urging him on. Levi leans in and kisses him and he desperately pushes back. A fire seems to ignite deep inside him, and he squirms; he suddenly feels too warm, with a solid body pressed up against him like this, too hot. The hand that moves on him is sticky with his cum, and embarrassment bursts inside him. It's nearly too much.

Levi stops at the base of his cock and squeezes, the sudden pain making Eren yelp. "Hey! What the hell, you—" But a firm kiss makes him stutter, and Levi pulls away for a short moment only to press his clothed bulge against Eren's thigh.

Oh.

"Ah." A brilliant flush rises up in Eren's cheeks as he makes a quiet decision, mentally bracing himself. He sucks in a harsh breath before surging forward, pushing Levi down. Naturally, he looks as though he's about to object — so Eren speaks first. "It's OK if I try it, right —? I mean, um..."

He tentatively reaches for Levi's pants, going ahead and undoing them when the older man doesn't push him away. Levi even lifts his hips and helps Eren pull them off. He feels a nervous sort of anxiety flutter in his chest and he hesitates before steeling himself. He wouldn't back out. Sure, he hadn't ever sucked a guy off before, but it's not like it could be that difficult, right?

Despite his self reassurances, Eren's hands tremble as he takes Levi in his hand. He's almost fully hard; the tip is a dark shade of red, and he twitches when Eren first strokes him. It's really awkward to hold it like this, so he settles himself between Levi's legs, laying down. He can feel Levi's eyes roam across his back, senses them linger on his ass. He feels a second of satisfaction before rough hands tangle in his hair and force him to look up.

"Pretty little bride going to suck me off?"

Eren's face burns, heat instantaneously rushing to his cheeks. He nods anyways, looking up at Levi with a completely earnest expression. The grip on his hair tightens and nails dig into his scalp before he's released, and he turns his attention down to the cock in his palm. He strokes it a couple times, rhythm uneven and sloppy.

The first lick is tentative, testing the waters. Levi sighs a little, sounding more annoyed than pleased. Eren can't help but feel a little miffed, and he licks up the underside before sucking along it carefully - ever wary of his teeth. The last thing he wanted was to hurt Levi and get kicked out. Worse, disappoint him. If Eren's inexperience wasn't clear before than it certainly was now.

He's as careful as can be when he wraps his lips around Levi's tip, sliding down and sucking, awkwardly bobbing his head, but it's obvious in how uneven and sloppy his actions are that he doesn't have a clue what he's doing. It's cute, the way he fumbles to do well.

It honestly tastes kind of funny, but he hums a pleased tune anyways, heart skipping when Levi gasps. He does it again, louder this time. There's less of a reaction but he's determined to hear that again. Eren zones in on the hot cock in his mouth and the pleased noises above him, ignoring the throbbing between his own legs as well as the hands sliding up and down his sides. He's completely unaware of how he looks, eagerly pumping Levi's length and toying with his balls, greedily lapping at the slit.

What a sight he is. The way his head bobs up and down, the soft noises he breathes when he pulls away for air; the sliver of pink from his tongue when he licks at the tip. The lewd noises he makes as he rolls Levi's dick around in his mouth like he's simply sucking on a sugary treat; all of it is amazing. Eren probably doesn't realize it, but his determination to make Levi feel good is hot all by itself.

Engrossed as he is in this new — albeit strange — pleasure, Eren forgets what Levi had told him earlier. He's harshly reminded of it when Levi tugs at his hair, making him pull away with a lewd pop. Eren looks up, curious, pink tongue darting out to lick away at the cum on his lips.

Levi pulls him up wordlessly and kisses him deeply, tasting the salty tang of himself on Eren's tongue. He's had about enough messing around - as good as that inexperienced mouth felt around his cock, he wants more.

Greedy as it is, he wants all of Eren. Eren, who squirms as he's pulled onto Levi's lap, Eren, who fucking whimpers when his cock is given a quick few hard strokes. Eren, who eagerly leans back to grab Levi's pants when he's asked to do so, who gives the bottle of oil Levi pulls out a weird look, Eren, so sweet and so young. So eager to be fucked.