Sweet Serial Killer [ Riren ]

ONE HUNDRED THIRTY ONE

ONE HUNDRED THIRTY ONE
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Levi knew they had to get out of the shower and onto their bed.

It would have been much simpler to just do it in the shower, but Levi had said they would do half in there and half on the bed. And besides, Levi preferred the bed, anyway. He wanted their scents to seep into the sheets.

"Eren, I'm gonna move to the bed now," Levi told him and Eren just gasped. Levi's fingers were still inside of him, deep in him, and he was clearly in complete and utter bliss. He barely acknowledged Levi as he turned around.

Carefully holding Eren, Levi turned off the shower and stepped out. Usually he would be adamant on drying off before walking around the house soaking wet. One, it would get the place littered with water. Two, he could slip and fall.

But right now, holding Eren in his arms, he was determined to not even trip. He would not let the boy in his arms fall, he made that a vow to himself. Shaking his legs out one-by-one, he paused for a moment to move his fingers around.

"L-Levi," Eren groaned, and Levi smirked. He walked forward, supporting Eren and clutching him close like he was a baby. Eren's arms, which were wrapped around his neck, tightened their grip as Levi entered into their room.

Carefully Levi climbed onto their bed, gently lowering Eren down while readjusting his position slightly, moving his fingers from within Eren to get into a more suitable area. Eren had relaxed his grip on Levi and released him. He was now leaning back, his spine pressed into the mattress, his legs spread open.

"I love you," Levi told him for the millionth time, bending down to capture Eren's plump lips in a kiss. Eren groaned and moved against his mouth, sloppily kissing him and emitting occasional whimpers as Levi moved his fingers.

Pulling away with a pop, Levi looked down at Eren who was panting heavily. He carefully wiped away the string of saliva connecting their lips and Eren grinned drowsily up at him, clouded with lust. "I-I need you—"

"I need you, Levi," he moaned.

"Tell me more," Levi whispered, the primal urges within him longing to hear Eren say it, say the words. Eren looked at him, a bit frustrated as he cried out, "Make love to me, Levi! Fill me up, please, I just want you to love me."

In a fluid motion Levi had removed his fingers from Eren's bottom and Eren gasped at the sudden emptiness, whining slightly. He clearly felt devoid as he continued whining and Levi looked down at him, his lips pursing together.

"Don't worry, mon amour," he soothed. "I'm gonna make you feel good soon, I promise." He sent Eren a reassuring smile, and Eren groaned.

"Hurry," he gasped out breathlessly, and Levi leaned over him, placing his arms on either side of Eren, trapping him close. He hovered over his lover, his Eren, and gazed down at him. "I'm going to enter," he told him quietly.

Eren was honestly scared. Levi was so big. Seeing him naked was a glorious sight, but knowing that the monstrosity Levi called his dick was going to be inside him made him want to bolt out of the room. Could it even fit into him?

We've done this before, Eren reminded himself, and he took a deep breath. He could do this. He had Levi with him. He would be perfectly fine.