[Levi / Eren] Wedding Room

Sex

When the door opened once again, all Levi could do was stare, his jaw agape. The brunette sauntered slowly over to his awestruck fiancé, grinning softly. He stopped at the edge of the bed, leaning on one leg with his hands on his hips.

"Hey... 'm I pretty in this,  Levi?"

"Jesus Christ you're so hot." Eren let out a soft giggle at his bluntness, before crawling onto the bed and up to Levi's lap teasingly, then sitting on his thighs.

"I really love leaving you speechless..." he murmured, leaning in to kiss Levi's lips softly, to which he found Levi's hands had made their way to his rear, and gave it a squeeze, making him moan again.

"And I love making you moan."

"I love making you grunt-" Eren said, as if challenging Levi.

"Your whimpers are a symphony~" Levi teased, biting Eren's bottom lip.

"Your groans make me lose my mind."

"I love it when you cry." Levi pushed Eren onto his back, holding him down by the waist. "You're mean, Eren."

"How so?"

"You were even thinking of keeping this to yourself."

"Not really... that's why I brought it up, actually."

"I swear..." Levi shook his head, trailing his hands down the other's sides. "I'm glad you're wearing it."

"You'd be glad if I wasn't  wearing it."

"I'd be glad if you weren't wearing anything.  "

"Ooooh, now  who's the impatient one?"

"Both of us, so shut up." Levi pushed down on Eren's thighs, making bruises where his fingertips were. Eren whined in return, his back arching. "I thought you liked bruises?" The brunette panted, staring up at Levi with lust in his eyes.

"I do."

"Ohh... you whined because it felt good, then?"

"M-Mhm..."

"Do you want my dick?" Levi gripped his thighs and pushed them up.

"Y-Yeah..."

"How bad?" He got closer to Eren's face, rubbing his clothed member against Eren's, and the brunette whimpered quietly.

"I want it so bad-" he cried in a hushed whisper.

"That's right... cry for me..."

"Fuck-... fuck-! Levi please-!"

"Not yet." Eren whimpered again, his legs trembling. Levi pulled up the thick satin skirt Eren had on, worn with nothing underneath, and chuckled as he saw the trail of Eren's release from his tip to the inside of the skirt. "You better let me wash this later, hm?"

"Mh-m.." he mumbled shakily, flinching when Levi pushed against his lower stomach eith his hand and he whined at it, more cum coming out while he gripped the sheets, his toes curling inwards.

"Your reactions to sensual pain are the cutest things ever, I swear I could make big money off porn of you."

"Levi!"

"Just a thought, I promise."

"W-Well... maybe..."

"Hush Eren. I'm not gonna make porn of you." Levi rubbed Eren's stomach gently with both his hands. "Does it hurt?"

"A little bit..."

"Then I'll give you more time." Levi smiled down at him reassuringly, and Eren gave a smile back. But after a few seconds, an idea popped into Levi's head. "Hey Eren, have you ever wanted to be a girl?"