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Erwin gives adequate massages. He doesn't really know what he's doing, besides pressure on sore muscles feels good, repeat that. Levi is clearly biased.
Erwin watches as Levi thinks things over, and once he makes his decision, the corners of Erwin's lips twitch upwards into a smile.
"All right." He leans back to what he was doing, using both hands to push up under the legs of Levi's boxers, his fingertips drumming briefly on his hips. Then he flips his hands over, catching the waistband and gently pulling them down, easing them over the bulge pushing out at their front.
The maneuver forces Erwin to sit back, his lips leaving Levi's skin, to pull the underwear down and off Levi's legs. Then Erwin is right back between them, looping one over his shoulder and pressing the other to the mattress with one hand. He resumes kissing up the line of Levi's inner thigh, getting progressively closer to his centre and erection.
All the activity has mussed Erwin's hair, and it hangs down across his forehead. He hasn't gotten it cut lately, and the tips of his fringe brush against his eyelashes.
Erwin watches as Levi thinks things over, and once he makes his decision, the corners of Erwin's lips twitch upwards into a smile.
"All right." He leans back to what he was doing, using both hands to push up under the legs of Levi's boxers, his fingertips drumming briefly on his hips. Then he flips his hands over, catching the waistband and gently pulling them down, easing them over the bulge pushing out at their front.
The maneuver forces Erwin to sit back, his lips leaving Levi's skin, to pull the underwear down and off Levi's legs. Then Erwin is right back between them, looping one over his shoulder and pressing the other to the mattress with one hand. He resumes kissing up the line of Levi's inner thigh, getting progressively closer to his centre and erection.
All the activity has mussed Erwin's hair, and it hangs down across his forehead. He hasn't gotten it cut lately, and the tips of his fringe brush against his eyelashes.
Ok but who else is he giving massages to?? Is there something your husband should know, Erwin??
The drumming makes him squirm a little, the sensation tickling, but it's quickly gone with a hiss as fabric slides over his sensitive, half-mast arousal that is rapidly continuing to stiffen. Levi can't help a little shiver, feeling very literally exposed, vulnerable. It clicks his pulse up another few notches, his breath coming a little faster and heavier now despite his efforts to keep it steady. He feels unbalanced and hot, fully dressed from the waist up and buck naked and aroused from the waist down.
A soft noise escapes his throat when lips find his skin again, closer now to his cock, but it's the sight of Erwin's hair, golden strands falling loose and slightly mussed, that really seem to tighten things low in his belly.
Damned gorgeous bastard.
Levi lets himself stare for a few moments, but he's fucking warm in this sweater and he doesn't want to potentially soil it, so he wrestles himself out of it and tosses it unceremoniously off the bed towards a chair.
There. Better.
Levi reaches for Erwin's hand pressing his thigh open, curling around it as he seeks an anchor point. His heart is thudding hard in his chest, a sensation creeping along his veins that's both anticipation and apprehension. Even after many months together, it's hard to unwind a lifetime of aversion to such obvious vulnerability. But it's Erwin, and despite all of the fuckery going on in his brain, he wants this.
Unable to resist, he slides fingers of his other hand through Erwin's hair, pushing it only briefly back from his eyes. It's soft and clean and silky, like combing sunlight. Levi grips lightly at his scalp once before releasing and leaving it mussed, watching him through half-lidded eyes.
The drumming makes him squirm a little, the sensation tickling, but it's quickly gone with a hiss as fabric slides over his sensitive, half-mast arousal that is rapidly continuing to stiffen. Levi can't help a little shiver, feeling very literally exposed, vulnerable. It clicks his pulse up another few notches, his breath coming a little faster and heavier now despite his efforts to keep it steady. He feels unbalanced and hot, fully dressed from the waist up and buck naked and aroused from the waist down.
A soft noise escapes his throat when lips find his skin again, closer now to his cock, but it's the sight of Erwin's hair, golden strands falling loose and slightly mussed, that really seem to tighten things low in his belly.
Damned gorgeous bastard.
Levi lets himself stare for a few moments, but he's fucking warm in this sweater and he doesn't want to potentially soil it, so he wrestles himself out of it and tosses it unceremoniously off the bed towards a chair.
There. Better.
Levi reaches for Erwin's hand pressing his thigh open, curling around it as he seeks an anchor point. His heart is thudding hard in his chest, a sensation creeping along his veins that's both anticipation and apprehension. Even after many months together, it's hard to unwind a lifetime of aversion to such obvious vulnerability. But it's Erwin, and despite all of the fuckery going on in his brain, he wants this.
Unable to resist, he slides fingers of his other hand through Erwin's hair, pushing it only briefly back from his eyes. It's soft and clean and silky, like combing sunlight. Levi grips lightly at his scalp once before releasing and leaving it mussed, watching him through half-lidded eyes.
Only Levi, and occasionally Hange, get Erwin's massages. He's just realistic about his abilities.
When Levi reaches for his hand, Erwin is fast and eager to lace their fingers together. He holds Levi's hand as he kisses ever closer to his cock, only stopping when Levi messes with his hair. He goes still then, letting Levi do whatever he wants with it, and then looks up through his bangs and smiles.
"You just can't resist mussing it, can you?" It's not a complaint; it's one of the ways Erwin knows Levi is relaxing and enjoying himself. If he's feeling confident enough to mess up Erwin's hair, that's a good sign! Erwin also knows Levi likes the way he looks when his hair is out of order, and his eyes twinkle behind the shield of his fringe.
But that's enough preamble. Erwin plants one last kiss on the supple, pliable skin where Levi's leg meets his groin, then repositions himself so his head is directly over Levi's cock. He takes a moment to enjoy the view--Levi isn't large anywhere, including here, but he's perfectly formed and somehow managing to look strong and capable--before bending low and pressing his lips to the base. From there, it's a long, slow slide to the tip, Erwin pressing his tongue flat against the shaft.
When Levi reaches for his hand, Erwin is fast and eager to lace their fingers together. He holds Levi's hand as he kisses ever closer to his cock, only stopping when Levi messes with his hair. He goes still then, letting Levi do whatever he wants with it, and then looks up through his bangs and smiles.
"You just can't resist mussing it, can you?" It's not a complaint; it's one of the ways Erwin knows Levi is relaxing and enjoying himself. If he's feeling confident enough to mess up Erwin's hair, that's a good sign! Erwin also knows Levi likes the way he looks when his hair is out of order, and his eyes twinkle behind the shield of his fringe.
But that's enough preamble. Erwin plants one last kiss on the supple, pliable skin where Levi's leg meets his groin, then repositions himself so his head is directly over Levi's cock. He takes a moment to enjoy the view--Levi isn't large anywhere, including here, but he's perfectly formed and somehow managing to look strong and capable--before bending low and pressing his lips to the base. From there, it's a long, slow slide to the tip, Erwin pressing his tongue flat against the shaft.
"Maybe you shouldn't make it so fucking tempting-" The words are a little hoarser than he'd like. Irritating.
In his defense, it was already halfway there - so perhaps he felt compelled to finish the job, to make Erwin at least a little disheveled so that the gap between them isn't quite so great. But then the thought of Erwin doing this to him, stripping him fully and taking him in his mouth, making him cuss and moan and come all while not putting one fucking hair out of place is...fucking ridiculously hot.
Is he fantasizing about this while it's almost literally about to happen?
Erwin's barely touched him and he feels like he's going to fucking unravel at any moment.
Maybe he should have let someone suck his cock once or twice before in his life. Maybe he'd feel less...stupidly self-conscious. Even if Erwin is looking at him like he's never seen a prettier cock (ridiculous, because he's not much to look at), Levi can't help shifting a little under such direct examination. He grips at Erwin's hand with his own, and it feels like his heart is skipping beats. He's not even fully hard, not quite, but there's little worry of him getting the rest of the way there when Erwin finally puts his mouth on him.
There's a brief, reflexive thought of that's filthy I'm filthy- - but it flies out the window as the wet sensation of Erwin's tongue slides up his sensitive shaft. Levi only just manages to swallow a high pitched sound, trading it in for a hiss of profanity.
"Shit-"
Maybe he's never had his dick touched by anyone else in his life, but he'd never thought that it could really be as good as anyone ever made it out to be. He might have to rethink that. Really rethink it. Or maybe it's because it's Erwin.
His toe curl, hands tightening on Erwin's and in the sheets. Pale skin flushes pink as blood rushes to fill him out his arousal the rest of the way, muscles flexing before he just lets his head drop back against the pillows, eyes closed.
It's probably safe to say he liked that.
In his defense, it was already halfway there - so perhaps he felt compelled to finish the job, to make Erwin at least a little disheveled so that the gap between them isn't quite so great. But then the thought of Erwin doing this to him, stripping him fully and taking him in his mouth, making him cuss and moan and come all while not putting one fucking hair out of place is...fucking ridiculously hot.
Is he fantasizing about this while it's almost literally about to happen?
Erwin's barely touched him and he feels like he's going to fucking unravel at any moment.
Maybe he should have let someone suck his cock once or twice before in his life. Maybe he'd feel less...stupidly self-conscious. Even if Erwin is looking at him like he's never seen a prettier cock (ridiculous, because he's not much to look at), Levi can't help shifting a little under such direct examination. He grips at Erwin's hand with his own, and it feels like his heart is skipping beats. He's not even fully hard, not quite, but there's little worry of him getting the rest of the way there when Erwin finally puts his mouth on him.
There's a brief, reflexive thought of that's filthy I'm filthy- - but it flies out the window as the wet sensation of Erwin's tongue slides up his sensitive shaft. Levi only just manages to swallow a high pitched sound, trading it in for a hiss of profanity.
"Shit-"
Maybe he's never had his dick touched by anyone else in his life, but he'd never thought that it could really be as good as anyone ever made it out to be. He might have to rethink that. Really rethink it. Or maybe it's because it's Erwin.
His toe curl, hands tightening on Erwin's and in the sheets. Pale skin flushes pink as blood rushes to fill him out his arousal the rest of the way, muscles flexing before he just lets his head drop back against the pillows, eyes closed.
It's probably safe to say he liked that.
[If Eren's honest with himself, there are a lot of things he enjoys about his wolf form, but most of them are embarrassing to own up to, so he maintains that he intends for the animal transformation to be something he can use in combat - that's why he likes to practice! No other reasons to see here!
[With this explanation, Captain Levi agreed to help with some training. Maybe the Captain isn't all that experienced with using dogs as weapons, but that's not the point. Eren trusts that he'll give him something valuable to walk away with.
[So, he arrives at his door, already in his wolf form. Did he need to run all the way there on four legs instead of simply transforming after he and the Captain exchanged greetings? Nonsense. He sits down outside the cottage's front door and howls.]
[With this explanation, Captain Levi agreed to help with some training. Maybe the Captain isn't all that experienced with using dogs as weapons, but that's not the point. Eren trusts that he'll give him something valuable to walk away with.
[So, he arrives at his door, already in his wolf form. Did he need to run all the way there on four legs instead of simply transforming after he and the Captain exchanged greetings? Nonsense. He sits down outside the cottage's front door and howls.]
Levi...didn't know much about dogs. Has never even seen a real wolf before, and had no concept of their size until he'd seen Eren (and even then, is that what all wolves look like, or just how this place decided they should?). Given Eren's reluctance to regain his titan abilities, it seemed pertinent to figure out some way he could make use of a predator's form.
He's not entirely sure if either of them will get anything useful out of this, but they may as well try.
They'd agreed to meet earlier in the morning. Erwin and Hange were still sleeping, and as Levi starts to lace up his boots, there's suddenly an animal howling at his door. He grumbles under his breath as he finishes up, then throws open the door.
"Oi, Eren," he barks (get it), pulling his cloak on. "Quit yowling, people are still sleeping."
He's not entirely sure if either of them will get anything useful out of this, but they may as well try.
They'd agreed to meet earlier in the morning. Erwin and Hange were still sleeping, and as Levi starts to lace up his boots, there's suddenly an animal howling at his door. He grumbles under his breath as he finishes up, then throws open the door.
"Oi, Eren," he barks (get it), pulling his cloak on. "Quit yowling, people are still sleeping."
[One thing about Eren's wolf form is that it includes some instincts, both heightened and unfamiliar, that he has a difficult time controlling. If he were a person right now, he wouldn't pout at Levi's chastising; in this form however, his ears go back, and his head hunches down low. The tail has stopped wagging. Look at what you did, Levi.
[He yips once. Quietly. Quietly, Levi!]
[He yips once. Quietly. Quietly, Levi!]
Oh for fuck's sake--
Levi glares at him a moment more, but then reaches out to scratch begrudgingly between his ears, much like how he would mess Eren's head if he were human. Fine, he'll capitulate to the literal puppy-dog eyes.
"Better." He heaves a sigh and starts heading out towards the forest. "C'mon, mutt."
Levi glares at him a moment more, but then reaches out to scratch begrudgingly between his ears, much like how he would mess Eren's head if he were human. Fine, he'll capitulate to the literal puppy-dog eyes.
"Better." He heaves a sigh and starts heading out towards the forest. "C'mon, mutt."
Levi gives Eren a handful of sidelong glances as they walk. Nose to tail, he's longer than Levi is tall, and his head nearly comes to his elbow.
"Didn't realize wolves were so damned big. Wonder why you ended up with this shape instead of something else."
Not that he's complaining. If anything, Levi would be more surprised if Somnius had stuck him as something like a rabbit. But he has a feeling Eren would never have tolerated being a prey animal.
"Didn't realize wolves were so damned big. Wonder why you ended up with this shape instead of something else."
Not that he's complaining. If anything, Levi would be more surprised if Somnius had stuck him as something like a rabbit. But he has a feeling Eren would never have tolerated being a prey animal.
[Eren can't exactly shrug, but he does listen, head tilting to the side curiously as Levi talks. He can't pretend to know why Somnius chose a wolf for him either - it's not even an animal he's familiar with. Honestly, if he had to choose, well...sometimes he thinks that being a bird might not be so bad.
[But Eren's always sort of felt that way.
[Like hell he was going to be anything but a predator, though. To demonstrate this, Eren yips again, running a few feet ahead of Levi and spinning in a little circle - this is to show that what he's about to do is just for demonstration, you see.
[He stops, backing up a couple more feet and getting down low to the ground, the fur on back bristling while his lips curl up in a threatening snarl, baring all teeth. He growls.
[Spooky, right? See? It's cool.]
[But Eren's always sort of felt that way.
[Like hell he was going to be anything but a predator, though. To demonstrate this, Eren yips again, running a few feet ahead of Levi and spinning in a little circle - this is to show that what he's about to do is just for demonstration, you see.
[He stops, backing up a couple more feet and getting down low to the ground, the fur on back bristling while his lips curl up in a threatening snarl, baring all teeth. He growls.
[Spooky, right? See? It's cool.]
All Levi has to do is voice it, and Erwin will make it happen. He'll dress up in a suit, make himself look immaculate and devastatingly handsome, and then take Levi apart to his base elements without getting a single wrinkle in his clothes or letting one hair fall out of place. That idea would actually sound pretty good to him, as well, so Levi should definitely bring it up.
Erwin glances up when Levi curses, but the hand squeeze and the flush he sees spreading across Levi reassures him. Seems like that was good, and something Levi would like more of. He knows Levi isn't looking at him right now, but Erwin smiles before squeezing Levi's hand back and ducking his head down again.
While this might be new for Levi, Erwin has, in the distant, ill-remembered past, sucked his fair share of dicks. He went through a phase in his cadet days, and then another one shortly after joining the Survey Corps, back when he could see all the things that could be improved to save lives but couldn't implement them yet. Part of Erwin forgetting and turning his mind off has always been orally focused, so this isn't just purely about Levi's pleasure. It mostly is, but Erwin is certainly getting something out of this too.
Using his free hand, Erwin loosely grips the base of Levi's cock, pointing it up into the air. With it like this, he's able to lick it again, trailing his tongue up over the shaft and then curling it around the head. He simply holds the head like that for a moment, tasting it, committing Levi's taste to memory, before unfurling his tongue and slowly, gently, dropping his mouth down around Levi's cock. He doesn't stop until his nose is pressed against Levi's groin, tickled by the fine dark hair there. Once he's got that done, Erwin folds his tongue around Levi's shaft and begins to slowly bob his head up and down.
Erwin glances up when Levi curses, but the hand squeeze and the flush he sees spreading across Levi reassures him. Seems like that was good, and something Levi would like more of. He knows Levi isn't looking at him right now, but Erwin smiles before squeezing Levi's hand back and ducking his head down again.
While this might be new for Levi, Erwin has, in the distant, ill-remembered past, sucked his fair share of dicks. He went through a phase in his cadet days, and then another one shortly after joining the Survey Corps, back when he could see all the things that could be improved to save lives but couldn't implement them yet. Part of Erwin forgetting and turning his mind off has always been orally focused, so this isn't just purely about Levi's pleasure. It mostly is, but Erwin is certainly getting something out of this too.
Using his free hand, Erwin loosely grips the base of Levi's cock, pointing it up into the air. With it like this, he's able to lick it again, trailing his tongue up over the shaft and then curling it around the head. He simply holds the head like that for a moment, tasting it, committing Levi's taste to memory, before unfurling his tongue and slowly, gently, dropping his mouth down around Levi's cock. He doesn't stop until his nose is pressed against Levi's groin, tickled by the fine dark hair there. Once he's got that done, Erwin folds his tongue around Levi's shaft and begins to slowly bob his head up and down.
Levi stops a few paces away, watching the display with some amount of bland amusement. Yes, very spooky, Eren, good job.
"Well if I was a bunny rabbit I'd be pissing myself right now," he drawls, then comes closer and crouches down in front of Eren, right there in the street, to get a better look at his fangs.
"Open your mouth wider."
"Well if I was a bunny rabbit I'd be pissing myself right now," he drawls, then comes closer and crouches down in front of Eren, right there in the street, to get a better look at his fangs.
"Open your mouth wider."
"Hmm," he hums, seemingly not convinced. "Guess dog breath just comes with the territory. Maybe you should get Hange to brush your teeth for you, they'd probably have fun with that, seeing as they have a thing for your teeth."
Weird, sir???
After an awkward pause, he starts waking again.
"C'mon."
Weird, sir???
After an awkward pause, he starts waking again.
"C'mon."
[It's weird, but not...as weird, considering the source. Hange is rather fascinated by Eren's teeth, it's true. If he loses one as a wolf, will it grow back the next time he transforms...? Hm.
[Eren pads along behind Levi. He's not sure what sort of training they have planned, but he's eager to get moving - evidenced by the way he regularly jogs ahead, then has to stop and wait, then jogs ahead again.]
[Eren pads along behind Levi. He's not sure what sort of training they have planned, but he's eager to get moving - evidenced by the way he regularly jogs ahead, then has to stop and wait, then jogs ahead again.]
Levi doesn't seem to mind that Eren is bouncing off the walls full of energy while he follows more sedately. It's nice to just enjoy the mornings sometimes, the weather finally warming to where it's pleasant to be outside longer than five minutes. It'll feel good to feel the fresh air on his face when he works with the gear later.
Every now and then if Eren stays still enough when Levi catches up to him, he'll get a little pat on the head.
"I'd make you fetch a stick or something, but I'm not touching anything that's been in your mouth."
Every now and then if Eren stays still enough when Levi catches up to him, he'll get a little pat on the head.
"I'd make you fetch a stick or something, but I'm not touching anything that's been in your mouth."
[Yet another offended huff. As if he'd play fetch, Levi. He has more dignity than that (do not throw that stick - do not).
[Man, he wishes he could talk right now. Levi could see how Eren is at catching things maybe-- would that ever be useful in combat? Are they going to have dummies to attack or something...? See how fast he can run? He kind of wants to tear something apart...]
[Man, he wishes he could talk right now. Levi could see how Eren is at catching things maybe-- would that ever be useful in combat? Are they going to have dummies to attack or something...? See how fast he can run? He kind of wants to tear something apart...]
Gotta train your...eye-mouth, coordination, Eren. The huffy noise gets a little bit of an upturned quirk at the corner of his lips. It's actually pretty funny, teasing him like this. Levi's enjoying himself.
They finally reach their little training ground area they've more or less taken over in the past few months. It's a wide clearing, with several large and sturdy trees around the perimeter, a few boulders here and there. The lake is visible not so far off, glittering blue already in the early morning.
Levi stops and slings a bag from his shoulder that had been hidden beneath his cloak. Inside is a bright yellow ball.
He chucks it to the other end of the clearing.
They finally reach their little training ground area they've more or less taken over in the past few months. It's a wide clearing, with several large and sturdy trees around the perimeter, a few boulders here and there. The lake is visible not so far off, glittering blue already in the early morning.
Levi stops and slings a bag from his shoulder that had been hidden beneath his cloak. Inside is a bright yellow ball.
He chucks it to the other end of the clearing.
[Oh shit? Eren's reflexes as a wolf are faster than that of his human or titan forms - and four legs are faster than two. He races off across the clearing after the ball the instant it's thrown. Kind of embarrassing, but he only has one thing on his mind right now - ball is life.
[It's tricky, though, trying to catch it. He jumps for it and thoroughly misses, the ball landing a few feet away - talk about embarrassing. His ears go back and he gives a little growl. He could just pick it up now, but Levi said he wouldn't touch anything that had been in his mouth...
[Bark! Help.]
[It's tricky, though, trying to catch it. He jumps for it and thoroughly misses, the ball landing a few feet away - talk about embarrassing. His ears go back and he gives a little growl. He could just pick it up now, but Levi said he wouldn't touch anything that had been in his mouth...
[Bark! Help.]
Well that answers that question - how strong the wolf's instincts are.
It's fine, he's got a handkerchief now in his hand.
"Just bring it back, Eren," he calls, pulling a few other things out of his bag and laying them on the wooden bench they'd brought out here ages ago. Are those...socks?
It's fine, he's got a handkerchief now in his hand.
"Just bring it back, Eren," he calls, pulling a few other things out of his bag and laying them on the wooden bench they'd brought out here ages ago. Are those...socks?
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