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Levi drives his car to the corner of the poor neighborhood like he's done once before and happened to find that one boy with the nice eyes. The boy was homeless and he sat right after this big restaurant. Here.
Levi turns the corner and just like he suspected the boy is there sitting.
The boy doesn't even lift his head as Levi gets out of his car and approaches him.
"I forgot your name." Levi says standing above him. "Hey kid, I'm talking to you. Look at me."
Eren recognized the voice. This man picked him up last week in his expensive car and did things to him in his expensive house. This man who asked to be referred to as Daddy promised he'd pick him up again. Here he is.
"You look pathetic." Levi says stooping over to hook his arms under Eren's and he drags him into his car. "So," Levi says as he gets back on the road. "Do you remember me?" Levi asks turning to face the boy with a smile. "I guess not. I came by last week and-"
"I.. Remember you." The boy grunts.
"Oh yeah? What's my name?" Levi asks just trying to get under the boy's skin.
"... I don't know what your name is. You told me to call you daddy while you were doing those things to me." He replies.
"Those things, huh? What's your name?" Levi asks, looking at the boy through his mirror.
"Why should I tell you? I don't know yours." The boy says. He rubs his temples as his head starts to hurt and he groans softly.
"You stayed at my house for three days. You were bathed and fed and you slept on a bed." Levi says.
"Your bed." He mumbles to himself.
"And I can't even have your name?" Levi asks.
".... It's Eren." He says reluctantly. He felt obliged to just thinking about the amount of food he ate at Levi's house.
"Eren?"
"Yeah, Eren." Eren replies.
"Well Eren, how long has it been since you had something to eat?" Levi asks.
"Last time? The last time I was at your house was the last time I had something to eat." Eren admits.
"Now that's sad. How old are you again?" Levi asks.
"Sixteen." Eren says quietly.
"Six- what? Where are your parents?" Levi asks.
"... Where are you taking me?" Eren asks purposely changing the subject. This man doesn't need to know anything about what's going on or what has gone on in his life.
"How would you feel if I told you there are about 5 chefs at my house cooking 5 different meals for me for dinner. I only eat one of them and the rest pretty much go in the trash. I can tell by the fact that you don't have money and you don't beg for it, you have a problem with throwing your pride aside for something you need. However I can also tell that you are a human and you have an instinct to live." Levi says looking at Eren through the mirror.
"What's your point?" Eren asks.
"My point is that you probably didn't enjoy what I did to you last week. It was your first time so that's not very surprising. There was blood and it was messy but the doctor I sent in while you were asleep said nothing was torn. Even though you went through all that, you still ate four meals all three days you've been at my house." Levi says. "You think you hate me right now because what I did to you didn't feel good but even so that wasn't going to stop you from eating."
"D-do I have to do that stuff again?" Eren asks in a tired voice.
"Of course you do, but it won't be as bad as the first time." Levi says. "We're almost home."
"... Why do you have so much money?" Eren asks. "Daddy." He adds.
"Well, Eren sugar, my family has always been about taking risks. When my father was a little bit older than you he took a big risk and went bankrupt to buy a company. When he bought it, business was receding but it was a stroke of luck that after six months of being poor, business was booming again and all the money went straight into his pocket."
"So you were born into it." Eren says.
"No. Well yes. But I'm providing for myself. I bought a franchise. I plan to be more than my father was." Levi says.
"But you bought a franchise with his money." Eren says.
Levi snorts. "You're quite mouthy aren't you. Let's hurry up and get you home so we can put that mouth of yours to good use." He says.
"What's your real name?.... Daddy." Eren asks.
"I'm not obliged to tell you that." Levi says.
"I'm not obliged to let you have your way with me tonight." Eren retorts.
"And I'm not obliged to feed you." Levi snaps back.
Eren frowns, finding himself without a comeback. "Daddy- I mean Sir, why did you pick me up today?" Eren asks.
"Because I have nothing better to do with my money." Levi says honestly.
"This isn't about money. You haven't spent a dime on me. You just give me what you don't want for yourself." Eren says. He looks outside the car window and notices the familiar long driveway that leads to this man's house.
"Well is there anything you want, sugar?" Levi asks.
"No." Eren snaps back.
"Ah this is another one of those pride things. I have enough money to buy you whatever you need... Not only that but whatever you want as well. But I'm not going to get it for you until you ask." Levi says.
"You can forget it." Eren barks.
"With a mouth like that... And sixteen years old, you must be a runaway huh? Is following your parents rules really worse than starving on the streets?" Levi asks.
"Look old man, you don't know anything about me. I'm not a prostitute and I really don't want to be at your house. If you wanted a prostitute-"
"I know. There are plenty of prostitutes here available to me all day everyday, but I'm not interested in a prostitute. Have you ever heard that child story where the squirrel passes nuts that have fallen on the ground, crawls up a tree, and dies trying to pick a fresh nut for himself?" Levi asks.
"No, I haven't heard that one. Must have slipped my mind like that one story that went Go Fuck Yourself." Eren says. Just because this man is rich, he thinks he knows everything, he thinks he can just do whatever he wants. So what, is this man the squirrel and is Eren the fresh nut. "I don't want to sleep with you tonight. It still hurts when I walk." Eren says.
"You know what gym teachers say about sore muscles, yah gotta work them until they feel better." Levi says parking his car in front of his valet.
"This isn't gym." Eren mumbles to himself as Levi gets out of the car.
"Good afternoon, Sir." The valet says.
"Yeah. Here." Levi says handing him his keys. "Get some people out here to get him inside. Get him cleaned up, get him some lunch, then send him to my room. I'm going to my office for a while don't bother me. Make sure someone alerts me when he's been cleaned, fed, and escorted to my room." Levi says before darting off inside of his large hotel-like front door.
Eren slowly moves to open his car door.
"Let me get that for you." The valet says rushing to open the car door with his strong looking, gloved hands.
"Thanks." Eren says. He scoots out of the car, the movement making him lightheaded, then stands to his feet. Three four days without food isn't really a record, but four days without food after being fed so heavily three days before really took a toll on Eren's brain. If someone were to ask him to walk in a straight line he wouldn't be able to.
The valet talks on his walkie talkie before turning to back to Eren.
"Are you okay?" He asks.
"I'm fine." Eren says.
"Do you need assista-"
"I don't need help!" Eren barks before slowly and unsteadily making his way to Levi's house. He walks inside and he doesn't see anything familiar. He was here the last time for three days and he doesn't remember anything about this place besides... Levi's bedroom.
Once inside, two butlers quickly escort Eren to the bathroom and he remembers this part from last time. They sit him into the warm water full of minerals and oils that Eren's only ever been in three times before. He sighs in relief.
"How long should it be before we return?" One of the butlers asks. "Lunch will be ready in an hour."
"Well an hour then, if you don't mind." Eren says.
"What he did to you-"
"It's fine." Eren says.
"Are you okay though?" The butler asks.
"I'm fine." Eren groans. He has to admit he didn't like what Levi did to him and made him do but the food and hospitality was needed. It was essential. Eren has to admit he would do anything for food except beg for it.
Eren lays back, in the large tub that can easily fit five people comfortably, and relaxes for about 30 minutes. He spends the other 30 scraping his skin clean. It occurs to him that Levi wants him clean and that makes him regret cleaning himself so thoroughly. Now that there isn't filth in the way, Eren can tell that there are some old bruises healing on his arms.
"... Sir, your lunch is ready." The butler says.
"Okay." Eren says standing up. The butler helps him out of the tub and helps him dry off. He gives him fresh clothes and leads him down to the lunch room.
There is a large assortment of sandwiches on the table. Eren gasps as he sees Levi grab two sandwiches with one hand, holding a phone to his ear with his other.
"No, no. Are you fucking kidding me? Don't threaten the bitch. Tell her if she wants to file a lawsuit she can, but it will only result in wasting her time.... I don't give a shit, just get it done!" Levi barks before exiting the room.
He didn't even look Eren's way.
Eren shrugs it off and grabs a sandwich with his clean hands. His hands haven't been cleaned since he was last here and there was something about just having clean hands that made Eren want to cry in appreciation. Why does this man that won't even give him his name do all of this for him?
He takes a bite of the sandwich and shudders in pleasure, accidentally moaning. He looks around the room to see that there are two butlers inside with him and he feels slightly embarrassed. This Daddy person has meat in between two slices of bread, smothered in some sort of creamy, decadent, flavorful sauce with vegetables tossed skillfully inside. This sandwich isn't just food, it's a craft, it's art. Eren eats it slowly. Silently thanking "Daddy" for keeping his promise and bringing him back.
The man was right about Eren. He did have a lot of pride for someone on the brink of death, for someone with nothing, but that's just it. Pride is the only thing Eren has.
More than anything he wants to bask in this man's fruits and receive his handouts, but he can't bring himself to ask.
Take care of me Daddy, let me live here with you.
Eren chuckles at the thought of himself saying something like that.
After he eats his fourth sandwich, he's full and satisfied. He almost drinks two whole bottles of water before he realizes what's in store for him next. It's time to pay the price for food, shelter, and hospitality... Even if he has to pay the price with his very own body.
Eren follows a butler down the hall and up a fleet of stairs. This looks familiar. Eren could walk to Levi's room from here himself.
"Just relax, he'll be with you in a moment." The butler says retreating towards the door and exiting the room.
Eren just simply sits on the bed, waiting for what feels like an hour. Each of the three days he spent here with Daddy, he had to give his body to him at least once each day. The first day, it was at night after dinner. The man woke Eren up and persuaded him to take his clothes off, then he cruelly ripped into his virginity. He didn't go softly or slowly for Eren. The second day, it was like today, right after lunch. Eren didn't think it was possible, but it may have hurt worse than the first time. The man's penis was so big. It was literally twice the length of Eren's and super thick. When Daddy's shaft broke into him for a third time on the third night after dinner, he received a true beating. He whimpered in pain as the man took his frustrations from business out on him.
Eren jumps a little when he hears a familiar voice outside of the room's door. The man pushes his way inside, closing the door behind him. Eren just stares blankly at him. His clothes are the same as earlier, unlike Eren's. He has a phone up to his ear.
"Daddy has a phone call." Levi whispers to Eren.
The boy nods in response.
"No. I don't know what her issue is..... Don't be a dumbass. Stop calling me with the same bullshit." Levi barks.
Eren isn't used to this tone of Daddy's voice. He's only ever spoken to Eren softly, like a pathetic animal; like the pathetic animal he is.
"Take off your clothes." Levi whispers turning to Eren again.
Eren sits still, unsure if he even heard him correctly.
"Look, either tell me something new, or just fuck it. Hang up if you don't have anything new to say...." Levi says. "Eren, your clothes." Levi whispers in a harsher tone than before.
His harsh tone just shocks Eren even more. He wants to move but he can't somehow.
Levi rolls his eyes and Eren winces when he walks up to him. "Need help, sugar?"
Levi holds the phone in between his ear and shoulder to free his hands, then he begins to unbutton Eren's shirt.
"S-stop." Eren says trying to prevent Levi from unbuttoning his shirt. After the first four buttons Levi gets frustrated. He pushes Eren back and he resists.
"... Are you sure that's what she wants?" Levi asks then he takes the time to listen to his employee. "What do you think is better? No come on just think for a moment." Levi says. He alternates between pushing Eren's back against the bed and dragging his legs to the edge of it. "Do you give this woman, this one woman her refund, or do you let her make a stink about this problem federally? What do you think is more efficient?" Levi says. His grouchy attitude makes the air in the room thick.
"D-daddy." Eren says as Levi begins to unbutton and unzip his pants. He weakly tries to keep them zipped but gives up after his hand is slapped away once.
"Why are you fighting so much this time?" Levi asks. As soon as he tries to slide the pants down Eren's legs, he lifts his thigh, making it impossible.
"You're a pig. A sick pig. I may be filthy and homeless but you're what's disgusting." Eren barks. He finishes unbuttoning his shirt and tries to throw it at Levi but it doesn't go up far enough.
"... Just handle it okay? I'm kind of busy right now so I'll call you back later." Levi says into the phone before hanging it up and sliding it into his pocket. "What was that, sugar?" He asks with a challenging glint in his eye.
"... Why me?" Eren asks instead.
"The boy with the green eyes, the boy with the high pride even though he has nothing. That's a type of person I've never encountered before. If you're poor, beg. Beg me for money, beg me for bread. I have everything you want and need. It's yours if you ask for it." Levi says.
"Not a chance!" Eren yells.
"So you were fine with me taking you for three days straight, then dropping you off back at that corner? You expect me to believe that? Stop moving your legs. Be still." Levi says and Eren has no idea why he complies.
Levi goes to Eren's waist and curls his fingers underneath the hems of his pants and underwear. Eren's hands immediately come down to cover his penis.
"Your answer still doesn't explain why you would choose to have sex with a dirty kid over the females you have roaming around in this house of yours." Eren mumbles to himself as Levi finishes the removal of his pants and undies.
Levi takes a moment just to stare at Eren and think about how complex he is.
Worry starts to boil in Eren's throat and it reflects in his eyes.
Levi suddenly lashes out, grabbing Eren by his upper thigh and upper arm. He tries to flip him over but Eren puts up a serious fight. Once he's on his stomach, it's all over.
Despite the effort, Eren still ends up laying on his stomach. He kicks his legs in protest for a bit until Levi's iron-like grip comes down on both of his thighs.
Once calm, he lifts Eren's hips up and settles his knees below them. He's on all fours but his hands aren't doing any work so his back can't be used as a table, but maybe a small slide.
Eren shudders as Levi's warm, rough hands settle back on his hips, steadying him. Then, with his thumbs, he pulls his cheeks apart and looks in between them.
Eren's face heats up.
"If I thought you were just some dirty kid, would I be doing this to you for the fourth time?" Levi asks before bringing his face close to Eren's butt. He lightly, but quickly flits his tongue over Eren's hole.
Eren hides his face in his hands as he moans louder than he wanted to.
"You love it when Daddy does this for you, don't you?" Levi asks before awarding Eren another lick.
"Mm-mm!" Eren hums in denial.
"Say what you said the last time... You said 'Daddy wait,' didn't you?" Levi asks.
"Yes." Eren moans. He tries to bury his face more efficiently.
"But you didn't really want that, did you?" Levi asks.
Eren hesitates before shaking his head.
"I thought so. You wanted me to keep going. Like right now. Ask me. No, beg me." Levi says, just holding his cheeks open, letting the cool air hit his saliva that hangs tightly to Eren's hole.
"Never!" Eren yells. He didn't mean that and he hopes to God that Levi continues.
"I thought you'd say that." Levi says with a smirk. He presses his lips against Eren's hole and begins sucking and kissing on it like one would to a pair of lips. He tries to wriggle his tongue inside but the sphincter muscles are clenched shut tightly. "Relax." Levi coons. He lets a hand slide down Eren's back, feeling him shudder beneath his fingertips.
"Daddy," Eren whines. "No more."
While Eren speaks, Levi takes it as his opportunity to finally break his tongue through the unbreachable entrance of Eren's hole.
He moans loudly in response, his dick becoming tense, his fingers becoming iron clamps against the blankets. Levi retracts his tongue and probes around inside of Eren with his pointer finger. Eren can only manage to gasp, but he feels himself loosening up just as Levi does.
"There we go, good boy. This is real nice sugar. We'll do this just like last time, okay?" Levi says in a calm low voice. Eren nods slowly.
There's no helping it. It only hurts for a couple of minutes, then it feels sort of good. This is a small price to pay to be able to stay in this man's house for a few days.
"Ah, we're forgetting something aren't we?" Levi asks.
"A condom?" Eren asks sarcastically. Instead of his sarcastic tone, his voice sounds more desperate.
Levi chuckles at that. If he were to use a condom, there would be no point in having sex with a boy at all. "Lubrication." He says.
"... Why do you do this?" Eren asks.
Levi backs away from the bed to get the lubrication from his drawer. "Hey Eren, what's your last name?" Levi calls.
"My last name is Jaeger." Eren says and he immediately regrets it. This man refuses to give him any information about himself besides business matters. He doesn't deserve to know anything about him.
"Eren Jaeger. Sounds nice. Do you want to do something special for me Eren Jaeger?" Levi asks walking back towards the bed.
"Depends on what it is." Eren says.
"Well for starters, turn around." Levi says standing right behind Eren's exposed figure.
He's been violated and licked and sucked all over his body by this man who's name he doesn't even know, yet when he turns to face him, he's still shy enough to cover his penis.
Levi's eyes drop down to Eren's hands then they return to his eyes. "Are you insecure about your penis?" Levi asks lightly wrapping the fingers of his free hand around Eren's thin wrist.
"... I just want to know your name." Eren says seriously.
Levi takes a second as he realizes how degrading it must feel to constantly be fucked by someone whose name you don't even know. "Unbuckle my pants." Levi says.
Eren's fingers hesitantly come up to Levi's belt, slowly undoing it. The only noise that can be heard is the clatter of the metal of Levi's belt and the heavy breathing of both guys. Eren looks up into Levi's eyes when his fingers stop at the button of his pants.
"Go ahead."
Eren unbuttons Levi's pants and waits to be told what to do next.
The thought of his full belly, him being in a warm house, and his clean hands continuously remind him that this such a small price to pay. He's in a house. He had food. He bathed.
Levi slides his dick from the confines of his underwear then looks at Eren for a reaction. Just as he expected, Eren turns his head away from the hardening meat. "Hold out your hand." Levi says. Eren shakes his head, keeping it turned away from Levi. "Hold it out." He says with more bass in his voice.
Eren turns his face more as he holds his hand out. He jumps when a clump of cold goop falls into his palm. He looks up at Levi from the corner of his eye and realizes Levi had squeezed lube out of the bottle into his hand.
"You know what to do with that, right?" Levi asks.
Eren looks at the cold, clear substance on his palm. He knows what Levi does with this stuff, he'd seen him do it three times before. He nods once.
"Do it for me." Levi says.
Eren's been avoiding it, but now he has to look at Levi's penis. His face has never been this close to it and he's never touched it. Slowly, Eren turns to face Levi's dick. It looks him straight in the eye and he can't help but stare back at it. So this is what's been tearing him up inside. It looks as big as it feels when it's inside of him.
Eren looks back up at Levi and he nods, giving permission. Slowly, Eren brings his hand up and spreads the liquid along his length.
Levi grunts in satisfaction. "Spread it... Yeah like that." He says closing his eyes as, with the same hand, Eren spreads the lubrication all over his hard, pulsating penis.
"Is that good?" Eren asks.
"Ah- yeah." Levi replies. He gives his penis a few tugs himself and Eren watches curiously as it grows to its final, most intimidating, erect length. "Okay now lay down." Levi says pushing Eren down to lay on his back.
"Why don't you at least get a condom?" Eren says. He feels hot and his heart rate is going up.
"I want to feel your insides as I smooth them out." Levi explains.
Eren scoots further into the bed and Levi climbs on top of it and follows him. "Not this again." Eren says under his breath.
"Now, open your legs." Levi says, his eyes glazing over the smooth skin of Eren's closed legs. Eren hesitates and his face becomes tense with loathing. "Come on, sugar. Spread yourself open. I've been inside before. No need to feel shy now." Levi says grabbing a hold of his penis, spreading the lubrication over it once again.
"It's not that I'm shy..." Eren says parting his legs. "I just don't understand why you want to do this."
Levi's eyes hungrily take in the sight before him. Eren's entire body, especially in between his legs, is pink and hot and ripe. His penis is hard and it looks like it's dripping.
Levi moves crawls in between Eren's thighs and pushes his knees down in opposite directions, his knees almost hitting the bed. "There we go. Now I can see everything better." He rubs over Eren's hole gently and he hisses in disapproval.
Levi grabs his penis and rubs the head back and forth against Eren's hole, and when he's ready, he aims for the entrance. As the head of Levi's penis begins to sink inside of Eren, they both close their eyes in pain.
"NNNNNNN-!" Levi grunts as he tries to push in faster.
"AA-Aaah! Daddy! Aaah!" Eren shouts and gasps. He feels like he's being spilt apart, it's not different from the first time.
"NNNNN- NNNNN!" Levi grunts as he shoves a little in, stops, then tries to push the rest of his meat inside.
"AAAUUUGH!" Eren yells, his fingers balling into fists, his toes curling, his back arching. He throws his head back as he tries to breathe deeply.
"NNNN-! nnnn." Levi says as his balls settle against Eren's butt. He has stretched Eren's body to its absolute limit and he knows Eren will need a minute before he can start moving.
"Dad- dy." Eren gasps. His fingers and toes are clench so tightly that they begin to twitch. His knees that were once close to laying on their sides on the bed, are now closed in front of Levi, leaving his torso being squeezed by Eren's shins.
"What is it, sugar? Are you okay?" Levi asks. He rubs his hand across Eren's stomach trying to comfort him so he'll let his back hit the surface of the bed again. "Take a minute to catch your breath."
This is the feeling that Eren hates the most. A man whose name he doesn't even know has his dick completely inside of him, stretching him so painfully to his limit. Then, when all of this is over Eren has an empty feeling, a severe empty feeling that isn't only in between his legs. What is with this man? He has endless option of a variety of women he can sleep with, yet he'd rather spend his time splitting Eren open. He doesn't even make it personal. When people do things like this they usually kiss or hold hands or something. Even though this part is painful, Eren's thoughts keep going back to his clean hands. It feels so good to have a full stomach and clean hands and this, this that only takes about an hour, is worth it.
Eren softens the arch in his back and regains the ability to breathe.
"I have you back Eren? Are you okay?" Levi asks placing a hand on each of Eren's knees.
"I'm fine." Eren says.
"Good. Ready to continue?" Levi asks.
"If I said no, would you even stop?" Eren asks.
"Not a chance." Levi says with a smirk as he peels Eren's knees apart. He pushes them back down to the bed, spreading his legs completely open and he leans into him. He drops his hands beside Eren's face to support his body weight and his stomach hovers over his. "I'd hold you down. I'd tie you up. I'd do anything I had to do to get you back here under me. You're staying here for the rest of the week, right?" Levi asks.
"Like any of that would be necessary. I'll throw my pride aside to say that I would do anything somebody asked me to do, reluctantly if it was something like this, but I'd do it for food." Eren squeezes out. He places his hands on Levi's shoulders as Levi pulls his manhood halfway out.
"Somebody? You see when you say things like that it makes me want to keep you here no matter if you want to be here or not. No one else is going to fuck you like I do." Levi says pushing back in hard making Eren cry out.
"F-fuck me like you do, Daddy? You mean as hard as you do?" Eren asks shakily.
Levi wipes a tear from Eren's eye. "I mean without a condom... No I mean period. No one is allowed to pick you up from that corner but me. No one is allowed to touch you like this, to see you like this but me." Levi says. What Eren is saying is making him jealous, he can admit that to himself. It's also making him angry. Eren doesn't appreciate everything he's doing for him?
"You make... An awful lot of rules for someone whose first name I don't even know." Eren says. "You can't just make me follow them. You're not actually my Daddy, I didn't even follow my own father's rules." Eren says, his steady voice becoming a whimper halfway through as Levi begins a torrent of infuriated, merciless thrusts.
"I'm your Daddy now. I'm taking care of you aren't I? I fed you earlier and I made sure my butlers made you a bath." Levi barks. He wraps his hand around Eren's penis tightly and begins stroking it just as rough and rigid as his thrusts.
"Aauuuh! Oww- Okay! Daddy, okay." Eren whimpers.
"You want me to beg you to stay? I won't do it. You keep holding your fucking head up like you're sitting on a goddamned throne. You'll sit out there and die just because you don't feel like begging for food. For someone like that, no, I can't give them any respect." Levi says thrusting so hard he has to lay his stomach on top of Eren's, and wrap his arms around Eren's back, onto his shoulders to hold him in place, keeping him from jerking forward too far.
Eren's nails dig into Levi's shoulders as he whimpers and throws his head back again. It's like all the pain Levi is causing him, converts to pleasure. "Okay, okay." Eren repeats over and over again in between moaning fits. He arches his back as his penis erupts in Levi's hand.
"You want to know my name? I'm not telling you it. Someone who doesn't fight for the basic needs to survive won't live and it's as simple as that. Until you decide to start living for yourself, until you decide to make a fucking effort, I'll just continue picking you up like a prostitute, for my own sexual needs, then dropping you back off at that corner once you've been paid with food." Levi grunts. "How does that sound? You like the sound of that huh? I bet it makes you wet. Is your penis getting hard again?" Levi teases. He can feel himself on the brink of orgasm, but he doesn't want to send Eren to a guest room yet. He really rocks Eren's body now. Thrusting hard and forcefully, making Eren's knees bounce up and down.
"What more do you want Eren?" Levi asks. He brings his face level with Eren's as he slows done his thrusts. He looks at Eren's lips and moves closer. "This?" He asks softly before softly pressing his lips against Eren's.
Eren's eyes open in surprise to see Levi's face way too close up. Levi's kissing him?
Levi breaks the kiss after a moment and leans down for another kiss. Eren meets him halfway this time and right before their lips connect, Levi pulls away with a smirk.
Levi continues his thrusts but softer, making full long thrusts. He pulls out halfway then pushes in softly.
Eren feels a small spark, a small spark that grows into pleasure. At last he can feel it, the pleasure Levi's been promising since the first time he'd penetrated him.
"You- ah~! what are you doing?" Eren asks.
"Trying to cum." Levi replies. "What are you doing?" Levi asks staring down into Eren's watery eyes.
"Just laying here- Mmm!- thinking." Eren says.
"About what?" Levi grunts. His hands tighten on Eren's shoulders. "Ahh, I'm close again." He whispers in Eren's ear.
"My pride." Eren says turning his away from Levi's as he tries not to moan anymore.
"You look good Eren," Levi says as he begins to cum. "You look really good."
Eren and Levi moan loudly together as cum spurts from Levi and fills Eren up.
After moments of deep breathing Levi slowly slides from inside of Eren, trying not to make a mess and lays on his back next to him.
Eren feels embarrassed as a steady stream of Levi's seed spills from inside of him and he closes his legs to stop the flow.
"Are you okay?" Levi asks.
"Why do you keep asking me that?" Eren asks.
"I want to know that I didn't fuck you up on the inside or something." Levi says turning to face Eren who's looking straight up at the ceiling.
"... You're really confident in your abilities, but no," Eren says, his bottom lip quivering. His insides were throbbing and hot. "You didn't fuck me up, Daddy. I'm fine." Eren assures.
"Really, you swear you're not going to cry, because you look like you're about to cry. That would be annoying." Levi says sitting up in his bed. He runs his hands through his hair with a tired sigh.
"I'm not going to cry.... Can I leave?" Eren asks.
"Yeah." Levi says and Eren sits up slowly. It takes him a minute to get his back out of the bed. It hurts to sit on his butt. Levi stares at Eren and analyzes his facial expression. "It hurts. Walking around a bit should help." Levi says.
"Stop." Eren says. He scoots towards the edge of the bed.
"Get ready for dinner." Levi says.
"I don't think I'm hungry." Eren says pausing his movements. He's lying.
"What," Levi snorts. "You're mad at me because I made you scream? You weren't even like this the first time." He says.
"The first time I remember being scared of you..." Eren says.
"Ah, that's understandable. You left a lot of blood in my bed." Levi says.
"The first time I was scared and now I'm just annoyed and tired." Eren says.
"It's not wrong to feel that way. Just so you know, I won't be in the dinner room. I have important business calls to make so you're fine." Levi says. "Go get something to eat." He adds.
"... I don't see what you're doing at all. Are you a bad person or a good person?" Eren asks turning his head to look at Levi.
"...What do you perceive me as? Your instinct is probably correct." Levi says. What a strange question. Levi's never thought of that himself. What kind of person is he?
Eren stands to his feet and the dull throb becomes a flash of intense pain. He instantly falls on his butt with a hiss of pain. He can hear Levi chuckling.
So Levi is a bad person.
"I can't believe this." Eren says getting on all fours.
"Ah, also," Levi says standing to his feet. He walks towards his personal bathroom that's connected to his room. "Come back here after dinner. I have something for you." Levi says before disappearing into the bathroom.