tea time for @winglysimmer. abused prompt: no sex
“you think that will honestly work on me.” levi scoffs. he sets a dish on the drying rack and glares over his shoulder at erwin.
“i’ve gone months without masturbating before.”
“since we have started dating?”
“they say if you wait a month without sex, the orgasm is just that much better.”
“who’s ‘they’? are you watching oprah or something again?”
“may we try at least, please.”
“this is a form of a abuse, i hope you know.”
erwin rolls his eyes as he puts a dish away in the cupboard. “if you really feel that way, we do not have to.”
“i only say that because you try not fucking,” levi motions his free hands at erwin, sponge dripping water on the floor, “that.”
erwin grins, takes another plate from the rack and dries it with a towel. “why, thank you.”
levi is quiet for a moment. “all right. but we start after tonight.”
erwin’s grin grows dark. he chuckles. “deal.”
levi has his hands balled in erwin’s hair, tugging it down into him as he hotly gasps his mouth against his. their tongues sloppily clash against the other, erwin moaning into levi’s mouth as he rams deep into levi, levi crying out from a hasty prep job. “ahh! erwin!”
they had been counting down the days. marked thirty days out with a hot pink marker on their calendar in the kitchen. they almost broke down one time while making out on the couch, but they followed through. and now erwin presses his hand to levi’s stomach, feels his cock push up and into levi with each desperate thrust. “oh god.” erwin moans, pushes levi’s one leg up to meet his chest, the other wrapped and hooked around his waist. “i missed this.” he growls.
“shut up.” levi kisses erwin’s forehead, tugs his head down to meet his chest. “this was your idea.”
“it was a good one.” erwin says. he pulls himself up, tugs himself away from levi and moves a hand down and brushes past levi’s cock. trails down his balls and curls his fingers under them to press into his taint. levi’s eyes blow wide and he gasps as erwin starts to massage it, holds his leg with one hand as he draws out slow and thrusts back in even slower.
“holy shit.” levi whines, writhes under erwin, the pressure of erwin’s fingers increasing with each drag of his cock in his ass. the feeling shoots up his cock, grinds a rock in his gut, and he pants heavily like a dog. “erwin!”
“does it feel good, darling?”
“ahh!!” levi screams, growls, throws his head back and tries to push his ass against erwin’s thighs. “yes!”
erwin moves his hand up, cups his balls gingerly, rolls them before fingers before pressing his thumb up the underside of his cock and pump it in time with his thrusts. it only takes a couple of thrusts for levi to spill, muscles in his stomach flexing to reveal six individual muscles, his pecs bulging, his arm muscles pressing into paper skin. he comes hot on erwin, on himself, everywhere, in his hair, on his lip. he nearly cries, whines and squirms under the discomfort of over stimulation, doesn’t protest when erwin takes the hair at the back of his head and pulls it back, bites his neck as he brings himself to climax inside of him. they both gasp for breath, their nearly naked bodies sheen with sweat and cum and saliva.
levi throws his head back, screws his eyes shut as he tries to gather his breath again. “god dammit.”
erwin rolls to his side, stares at the ceiling with him. “what is it?”
“we were supposed to make it until midnight.”
“day thirty is tomorrow.”
“should we try again?” levi tilts his head, chest still heaving, but a sly smile perching on his lips.
“no. no. god no. that would be abusive.”
levi barks a laugh and nuzzles his nose into erwin’s arm. “told ya.”
“how am i not supposed to,” erwin gestures with his hands around levi, “make love to this?”
“yes, i will agree with you on that.”
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