brat and Corporal's basement

Levi rolled them over in one smooth motion, keeping his lover buried between his thighs, Eren wide eyed beneath him as he began to ride the brunet. Eren clutched mindlessly at his sides, mouth falling open. The pace Levi set was brutal, hips snapping back and forth, hair ragged in his eyes. He looked down at Eren, who was moving, but weakly. Overwhelmed in the face Levi’s aggression, shuddering in his wake. His smile was almost villainous, and he raked his nails down Eren’s abdomen, watching him tremble.

“Fuck me. Harder.” Eren bucked his hips faster in obedience, teeth gritted as he moaned out Levi’s name.

“L-levi…. Haaaah…. ’m close….”

Levi clenched deliberately around him, laying his palms flat against the boys tan, muscled chest for leverage as he fucked him harder. Levi’s cock bounced between them, smearing pearly fluid across both their stomachs. Eren was a fucking mess, whimpering underneath Levi in a desperate voice. His hips began to stutter, body twitching, and when he was right at the edge of climax Levi went achingly still. Held in place by the captain’s strong thighs, Eren whined in protest.

“Leeevi-” Levi just grinned, biting his lip, eyes dancing.

“Beg for it, Eren.” The scout didn’t hesitate, words falling from his mouth like a prayer.

“Please Levi, please please, let me come, I’ll suck you off so good, I’ll fuck you with my fingers. I’ll finish you, please just-”

The rest of his words were lost as Levi began riding him with abandon, thighs working, hips rolling.

When he was done with Eren all the scout could say was Levi’s name.

13. “Kiss me”

It slips out of hismouth before he can catch himself, the words barely a hoarse whisper.In the dim light of their bedroom, he can see Levi quirk a brow athim.“What was that?” he inquires, hands stoppingat where they’d been playing with the waistband of Eren’s boxers.From the way his lips curve up into a coy smile Eren knows damn wellthat he’d heard him the first time. “Kiss me,” herepeats nonetheless. In his current position, half-naked with hishands tied to the bedposts, sass would do him little to no good.Levi leans in closer, close enough that Eren can feel hisbreath fan over his cheek. “I don’t know about that,” hedrawls. “What’s the magic word?”“Pleasekiss me,” Eren tries again, a pleading edge in his voice. Thiswhole setup had been his idea, yes, but he hadn’t realized howfrustrating it would be to have Levi right there hovering over himand all but taunting him while he’s unable to do anything.Finallythere are fingertips trailing over his jaw and Eren cranes his headup expectantly. Instead of the much-awaited kiss, however, all hegets is a low chuckle against his neck. “You’re impatient,today, aren’t you?” It’s spoken in a light, teasing tone thatholds a promise of so much more, and now Eren’s even more impatient.“I can’t touch you,” he complains, nudging Leviwith his head, a pout rising to his features.“That’ssort of the point,” Levi remarks. His other hand is making itsway under Eren’s boxers, brushing gently over the skin of his thighs.“Guess you’ll just have to be a good boy and let me ravish youall night.”God, yes. Eren doesn’t even have the words toexpress how much he agrees with that. “Maybe you should startoff by giving me a kiss,” he suggests, wriggling aroundrestlessly in his bounds. “Should I?” Levi wondersout loud. His lips are mere inches from Eren’s, so damn close but notyet touching. “I don’t know, I kind of like seeing you soflustered.”“You’re horrible.” He can almostfeel that soft mouth upon his, so warm and gentle and loving, becausethat’s how Levi always is with him, even when he’s tied down andcompletely vulnerable. “Meanie.”“You’regorgeous,” Levi replies, and while it’s not the most appropriatecomeback, it does make Eren squirm even harder. “My Eren.”He pulls back a little to gaze over Eren’s body as if he’d want todevour him right there and then, pausing to appreciate the strainingmuscles of his arms before traveling down and finally lingering onthe small trail of hair that disappears all the way under his boxers.What’s possibly the worst part is that Eren can’t even coverup his reddening face or the obvious bulge at his crotch. “You’rehorrible and you won’t even kiss me,” he mutters, chewing on hislip in frustration. Just then, Levi sweeps down, brushing hismouth lightly over Eren’s, and while it’s the most innocent thingever Eren’s sure that his boner’s going to shoot through the roof anymoment now. “Don’t bite your lip,” Levi says with atiny frown, cradling Eren’s face in his hands. “Kiss itbetter for me,” Eren demands breathlessly, and now, at longlast, Levi does just that.

1960s au “Something’s gotta give” - singer Levi x writer eren [Part 1] [PART 2]

based on this fic by rivaille-fetish!, finally over! thank you very much to all who followed this story, I loved to draw it!!! and sorry for not draw so many scenarios and backgrounds, I’m not good at it. but I’ll try better the next time!

ps: levi is singing this song

Imagine that it’s the 1960’s in New York City. Eren and Levi have known each other their whole lives and they’ve grown up together, now they’re sharing a small Brooklyn apartment while they try to establish themselves. Eren is an aspiring writer and Levi is a nightclub singer working his way up the ladder, ultimately hoping to find himself among the ranks of Sinatra and Martin.

Levi works a few jobs in addition to his singing gigs, so Eren rarely gets a chance to see him, but he always makes sure to leave his Friday evenings open so that he can attend whatever show Levi’s booked for. He has always loved Levi’s voice and after a long week, it’s exactly what he always needs to wind down and relax. It’s also one of the few times that he gets to spend with him: they usually have a drink and talk for a few hours after the show finishes, then they walk home together around 2 or 3 AM. He genuinely savors their time together, probably more than he really should. 

After one particularly stressful week, Eren goes to see Levi perform. He’s in a horrible mood: his manuscript has been rejected, he misplaced a draft he was working on, he was nearly fired from his job, and someone pick-pocketed him a few days prior and took a nice wad of cash from his pocket. Tired, upset, and irritated, Eren thoroughly enjoys the show but he sits through it with a scowl that Levi can’t help but notice. He’s usually so upbeat during his performances, he’s only seen him angry like this at home. 

When he’s done with his show, he tries the water with questions about what’s bothering him, but Eren deflects them and instead makes Levi talk about himself while they drink. He’s still visibly on edge, so Levi waits until they have a little bit of alcohol in their system and they’re on their way home to pry.

It takes a little bit of urging, but Eren finally cracks and tells him everything that’s been bothering him, and Levi listens patiently while he complains. There isn’t really much he can say that can make it better so he just offers his sympathy. Eren knows that he isn’t a particularly talkative person and he rarely says more than he needs to, so he appreciates the effort regardless of how helpful it really was or wasn’t. He does, however, have one request: “Would you mind sing something for me? Anything, really, just one song. Your voice calms me down.”

Levi pauses thoughtfully but nods. Eren is expecting one of his normal set songs, like Fly Me to the Moon or Beyond the Sea, but Levi starts on a note that he isn’t familiar with.

When an irresistible force such as you

Meets an old immovable object like me

You can bet just as sure as you live…

Never one to half-ass anything, Levi suddenly takes Eren’s hand and twirls him around in the middle of the street. Eren doesn’t dance, so it’s more of a one-sided swing dance on Levi’s part: he yanks him around by his arms and has him trailing clumsily behind his own refined steps and movements.

Something’s gotta give

Something’s gotta give

Something’s gotta give…

Eren questions the situation at first and apprehensively pleads for Levi to stop, but his requests are turned down with a terse head shake. There’s nobody around, Eren notices, and he’s forced to let it go and enjoy himself to the best of his ability.

When an irrepressible smile such as yours

Warms an old implacable heart such as mine

Don’t say no because I insist…

It’s harder to do than he’d thought because he’s having an awful time trying to ensure that he doesn’t blush. He shouldn’t feel this way about his childhood friend, especially not when said friend is a man, but here he is, and his heart is pounding out of his chest.

Somewhere, somehow

Someone’s gonna be kissed…

Levi pulls Eren in close with an arm wrapped around his back and his other arm extended, hand in hand. There is a pause as they make eye contact. It’s only a few seconds, but it’s sultry and intense and makes Eren’s breath catch in his throat even though he’s gasping for air. (Who would’ve thought that dancing was this tolling?)

So, en garde, who knows what the fates have in store

From their vast mysterious sky…

Eren has the strongest urge to kiss him. He doesn’t know why, but he has the strongest urge to kiss him. It might be the way that the moon illuminates his face and reflects in his eyes, or perhaps it’s because of how fluid and well-practiced his movements are. No, no, it’s most certainly his voice, velvety and smooth and nostalgic… Or is it, perhaps, the way that Eren’s hand fits so well in his? (Does he even hear himself? Oh, this is bad, he has it bad for Levi and this is bad.)

I’ll try hard ignoring those lips I adore

But how long can anyone try?

Levi dips his head in and their faces are enticingly close, so close that Eren can feel the warmth of his breath on his lips. He struggles with himself internally for a few moments: he knows that it’s Levi’s job to be suave, it brings in business and this is surely just a show, he’s had practice and he’s been doing this for years, they’ve been friends for years and friends don’t kiss… but how much does he really care? No, is it worth risking everything? He shouldn’t do this.

Fight, fight, fight, fight, fight it with all of our might

Chances are some heavenly star-spangled night

You’ll find out just as sure as we live…

Just as he decides against it, Levi raises his hand to cup Eren’s cheek. Eren can’t hear anything over the sound of his own racing heart, and everything around him fades out of focus when Levi kisses him. They’re soft and his movements are gentle, but there’s an undertone of hunger that catches Eren off guard. He hates to be presumptuous, but it feels like Levi craved this as much as he did, it feels like Levi spent nights wondering what Eren tasted like and how smooth his skin would be and what it’d feel like to be pressed against his body. On that note, Eren kisses back and wraps his arms around his shoulders. Levi misses his next cue in the song by a few moments in favor of sucking on Eren’s lower lip and then trailing a line of kisses up his jawline to his ear.

WELL, when i first started it, i thought it would be about ten, and now it’s reached twenty, so… ahahaha

HERE IS MY FANART of Merman Eren from THE LOVELY story “Don’t drown in the sea, stay with me” By: Take_Me_To_My_Fragile_Dreams on AO3.

THIS STORY IS LIFE! If you haven’t read it GO READ IT RIGHT FREAKING NOW. It is one of the more adorable ereri mermaid fanfics you will ever read!

Eren and Levi are both freaking adorable gay merman ;A; this FIC IS SO ADORABLE! DO IT, READ IT NOOOOW

BTW: that circle thing on Eren’s tale is a woven bracelet and the pink on the end of his tale are scars from an injury (explains why one of his fins are flayed on the end of his tale).

RAKRRRR

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