Old Habits Die Hard

Chapter VIII

The brunette moaned, his petite body begging to comply under the  tension of the leather ropes that bound his wrist's to the headboard of there bed. Above him, Levi smirked. Mirth poured off of his ripped body in waves as he stared down into wrecked, teal-green eyes.

"Beg for it. Beg for me, and then I'll let you cum." Levi's own molten-silver gaze bore into Eren, traveling down his flushed cheeks, his throat, all down his body. That stare tore through the haze of sexual pleasure and physical need.

"No." Eren argued, his somewhat cherubic-like features now set into a hard frown.

"No? Well, you're awfully brave for someone in a position such as this." Levi's face leaned in, his raven locks brushing lightly against the tan skin of Eren's forehead.

Eren panted heavily, his breath coming out in exhausted huffs. The heat of his skin was sensually juxtaposed by the feel of Levi's cold fingertips as they swept a lock of brown hair away from his face.

Eren's back arched off the bed at a harsh angle, moans steadily bouncing off the walls. 

"Levi..." he said, "Levi... Levi!!" Eren moaned, " When had he gotten bold enough to call me by name?" Levi thought to himself. 

Levi did not want to hear more. He cut Eren off with a kiss as the bed creaked with every thrust. With one hand, Levi loosened the ropes on Eren's wrists, and the teen wrapped his tired arms around Levi, holding him. Their tongues entangled together and sucked on each other's lips as they closed their eyes and enjoyed the bliss of their touches.

Eren's hands roamed around Levi's taut, smooth back, and he panted hotly into those lips. "Levi ... Levi," he moaned, unable to stop saying his name. He slid his hand from his back to the side of Levi's neck, then up to his head, ran his fingers through Levi's hair, and then yanked him down to deepen the kiss.

That passion triggered something in Levi. His eyes widened in panic. He pulled back and looked down at the boy, no longer confident and cool, but overwhelmed and caught off his guard.

"It's okay," Eren whispered gently. "Come inside me, Corporal."

Levi stared in shock. "Are you ordering me? That's insubordination."

Eren had a cocky smile now. "So punish me!"

"Che!" Levi scoffed softly. "Damn brat. I won't go easy."

He could hardly contain himself anymore. He dived hungrily to capture those lips, thrusting his cock harder and faster into him, making Eren gasp at the sudden pace.

"T-touch me!"

"You're giving orders again." Still, the corporal grabbed Eren's cock and pumped it in time to his thrusts.

"Levi! Feels ... so good! I can't ... any longer. I'm ... gonna ... nnnnngh!"

"Seventh and final order, Eren." Levi leaned down into his ear and whispered sensually, "Come for me!"

Eren could not have disobeyed even if he wanted to. His face tightened up as erotic bliss overwhelmed him a second time, far more powerful than the first.

The mess covered Levi's hand. Filthy! And so erotic! So hot and sticky! It felt good to be messy if it was like this.

Too good!

Levi tensed up, finally overwhelmed, and at last he made a loud, drawn out moan as he filled Eren up inside. His fists clenched at the sheets, and he shuddered out everything, all the lust, all the desires, all emotions.

{I'm so sorry it took me so long to finish this. I struggled a bit but I think this will do~}