#aot eruri

[berlogauwu]

old yaoi

[that-fujothey]

This fr would happen 🤣🤣

[dismoondart]

the missile is very eepy

[froegs]

lil doodle

[julianstarrz]

it’s been over 4 years since i was hyperfixated on eruri, do i stop thinking about these sad old men?

[crowsofdarkness]

Erwin is away so you and Levi play.

18+

“Levi, are you sure? You know what Erwin said,” you reminded, holding the pillow closer to your chest.

Levi hums, his broad chest warm against your back as he nuzzles his face in the crook of your neck, breathing you in.

Fuck, he love how you smelled. Loved how your scent would always imprint in his skin after you two lay together.

“Erwin isn’t here,” Levi said, nipping at your neck. “He won’t know.”

You let out a soft whimper, feeling the crown of Levi’s cock press against your right hole. His cock slid up and down between your ass, his own whimpers sounding even more pathetic than yours.

“But you know the rules. Erwin is the only one-,” you began but let out a harsh yelp of pain mixed with pleasure when Levi bit down on your neck.

“I don’t care about the rules. Erwin always takes our asses. Don’t get me wrong, honey. I love how tight your cunt always is for me but fuck, I want your ass.”

The three of you had been in a relationship for a few months now, you joining later. You always had a crush on Levi, him reciprocating the feeling almost instantly. But he told you from the start he was in a long term relationship with his boyfriend, Erwin. But once Levi told him about you, Erwin was ecstatic at the thought of adding a third.

All three of you were happy together, finding the right dynamic almost after the first time. Erwin was always on top, him either fucking Levi’s ass or your cunt depending on what he was feeling. Most of the time Erwin would claim Levi’s ass while his cock claimed your pussy.

The time Erwin would take your pussy, you’d take Levi’s cock in your mouth or your breasts mostly because Erwin’s number one rule.

“I’m the only one who takes these perfects asses, understood?”

You and Levi were fine with Erwin taking the dominant role in this relationship. You absolutely thrived on being a sub however you could tell it was eating Levi alive not being able to be the one to take control.

There was never a problem or issues when one was away leaving two back home. The rule was open, no need to wait for the other to return him to have sex.

“I want your ass, baby. Fuck, I need it so bad,” Levi’s pleads and whines had you holding the pillow harder to your chest.

You had to admit that the idea of breaking the rules and Levi finally claiming your ass lit a fire so ferocious inside of you. Him whining while humping your ass was the final deciding factor.

“It’s right there,” his cock twitched between your cheeks. “All I need to do is press inside. Probably won’t last long. That’s how close I am.”

“Do it,” you breathed, looking over your shoulder at Levi.

His hair was a mess of sweat and his teeth were gnawing on his bottom lip, trying not to press inside of your tight hole. His eyes glittered with your approval.

“If he finds out, it’s your fault and you’re taking the punishment,” you said, rising your ass up to met his cock.

“Worth it,” Levi groaned, pushing the head of his cock against your hole.

You were already pretty wet and worked up by his spit and fingers.

Another secret which stayed between the two of you since Erwin said fingers were off limits. It was never made to be mean or with ill intent. It’s the role Erwin took as being the dom and you and Levi as the subs.

"Don't tense up now," Levi's soft words breathed in your ear as you did what he said, loosened up your body.

You breathed in through your nose and out of your mouth steadily, like you did with Erwin; he always pressed deep inside of you in one go but you could always take it with minimal cursing or tensing. You loved the thickness of his cock as it filled you up.

Levi was different. He took his time filling your ass, slowly and as inch by inch became swallowed up by your ass, he grunted and moaned

"So good. Knew it would choke my cock," his teeth grazed your spine. "Such a lucky bastard."

Even though he didn't say a name, you knew Levi was cursing Erwin for being the only one to take your ass.

"Levi," you moaned, shifting underneath his weight. "I need you to move."

A tender kiss to between your shoulder blades had your body vibrating.

"Almost there. Just...a...little..bit," one long stroke of his cock had you crying out his name, grabbing a fist full of the sheets below. "Such a good girl. You're doing well."

Levi praised with a kiss to the side of your head, his thrusts now faster than before. The sound of his skin slapping against yours echoed in the small space of the bedroom and you whined at how good he felt, completely different than Erwin. The blonde had been the only one who ever took you back there but now that Levi had, you were certain there'd be no going back. Surely if you showed Erwin how good Levi's cock felt, he'd be open to letting Levi take control more.

"Feel that?" Levi's dark voice panted against your ear. "Feel how your ass is swallowing me whole? It was made for my cock, honey."

You nodded, unable to form words due to the ecstasy filling your veins. Every stroke brought you higher and higher to the white haze you loved although you knew it would be all you needed to fall off the edge. You always needed something more and your men always delivered.

"I'm taking this ass then I'm going to take that mouth and pussy. Gonna make you clean off my cock, yeah?" Levi rambled on, still pressing so deep inside of you, it burned.

Your only responses were moans as you buried your face into the pillow. If anyone who didn't know what was going on behind closed doors heard you, they would think you were in pain from the noises, but it was the opposite. The ache was good, you loved feeling the pain and burn every time you had sex with either both or one of your men. Sure, they could be rough sometimes, but they always treated you like their queen afterwards.

"Levi? What's going on? Is everything alright?"

Your body froze underneath Levi's at the all too familiar voice. Levi, on the other hand, continued to fuck your ass, this time even faster and harder than before.

"Our girl misses you, Erwin. Wanted to call so you could hear how desperate she sounds for my cock in her ass," he let out a deep chuckle.

Erwin, who was on the other line of the phone call you had no idea Levi dialed, was silent for way too long. You could barely hear his deep breathing over the sounds of Levi.

"You like my cock there, huh, baby?"

"Yes," you nodded, the word sounding mumbling on your swollen tongue. "More, Levi. Need more."

"I know, baby. Gonna give you all of it," he wrapped his thick arm around your throat to hoist your face up from the pillow. "But you gotta tell Erwin how good my cock is."

"It's so good," you whined, louder than before. "His cock feels so good, Erwin."

The other man's voice finally sounded on the phone. "Is that so? How deep inside of you is he?"

"I-I think all the way," you stammered.

"I'm only halfway," Levi chuckled, sinking his teeth into your shoulder blade.

You cried out again, surprised he wasn't all the way inside of you; it definitely felt as if he was.

"One more push and I'll be deep inside of you. Do you want that?"

You went to answer Levi, but Erwin's voice halted you. "Do you think you deserve that, sweetheart? You broke a rule."

"I'm sorry," you said, turning your head to the side so you could finally look at the phone.

You sucked in a breath when you noticed the phone call had been going on for nearly five minutes, right after Levi first slipped inside of you. So, Erwin had been listening to the entire thing.

Oh shit.

"You're going to need to do more than apologize," Erwin said.

"I will," You nodded, even though he couldn't see you. "But can Levi keep going? I don't want him to stop. He feels so good."

A few beats of silence. "Give her what she wants, Levi. Just be aware when I return home, you both will be punished."

"Yeah, yeah," Levi grunts, rapidly hitting the red button and tossing the phone onto the floor.

"No more distractions. You're all mine now," he wrapped his arm tighter around your throat as he finally pressed the last few inches inside of your ass.

©crowsofdarkness 𓅇

[moviecritc]

you and levi ackerman gossiping about erwin smith's dick ╱ mdni, sexual tension, maybe a little bit of harassment ˚.✦

The mess hall was completely empty, it was way to late for anyone to be around, giving Levi and you the perfect ambient to share a few drinks, a cigarette and a gossip session.

Contrary to what people think, Levi lives for gossip. He pays attention to everything, seeing how someone looks a little too long or when a touch lingers. He's also sneaky without meaning to, hiding his presence well enough to listen to conversation a Captain isn't meant to listen.

All of it to then tell it to you, seeing how you gasp or how you almost spill your drink for his confessions. He's actually quite fond of you and moments like this, sitting side by side, knees touching, indirect kisses while sharing a cigarette.

He usually just drops a new and that's enough to keep you rambling for a few hours.

This time, though, you have a topic of conversation already in mind. A few minutes ago you were debating about whatever is going on with Hange and Moblit, then you drop the question.

"Listen, don't go crazy. But... is it true that Erwin... y'know," you let the phrase unfinished, hoping that Levi catches the rest.

He doesn't. His brows furrow, taking a drag of the almost finished cigarette. "Erwin what?"

You've known Erwin for a long time, when all of you were cadets, before Levi even joined the Corps. You've never had the guts to talk to anyone of your little crush on the Commander, and you really think that Levi is the perfect person to finally open.

Not with that, though.

"Y'know, I've heard... that he's, are you really gonna make me say it?" You run your hands through your face, trying to hide the embarrassment.

"Well, yes. I'm fucking curious now." Levi puts out the cigarette, pressing it against the glass of the ashtray.

You groan loudly, straightening your back against the wooden chair, shoulders brushing.

"That's he's big," you say, in a breath.

"He's obviously over 185 centimeters," Levi says, arching his eyebrows in confusion.

"No, Levi, I mean big." You make a vague gesture with your hand that tells him everything.

"Ah," he says, blinking slowly. "Where the fuck did you heard that?"

You lean in closer, voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper even though the mess hall is dead silent except for the faint creak of the wooden beams cooling overhead.

“I didn’t hear it from anyone reliable,” you admit, cheeks already burning. “It’s just… logic. Look at the man, Levi. He walks into a room and the fucking air changes. His shoulders are huge and his fingers are thick..."

"You look at his hands?"

"Lemme finish. And his stupid deep voice that makes everyone stand straighter whether they want to or not. You’re telling me someone built like that is walking around with anything less than proportional equipment?”

Levi snorts quiet, but genuine. He reaches for the half-empty bottle of cheap grain alcohol between you two and pours another finger into both tin cups without asking.

“You’re basing your entire theory on vibes and symmetry,” he deadpans, sliding your cup back toward you. His knee presses a little firmer against yours under the table. “Bold, even for you.”

“It’s not just vibes.” You take the cup, fingers brushing his for a second longer than necessary. “You’ve seen him shirtless after training. You’ve seen the way his pants fit when he’s giving orders in the yard and the wind catches the fabric just right. Don’t pretend you haven’t noticed.”

Levi doesn’t blush but the corner of his mouth twitches in that way that means you’ve landed a hit.

“I notice everything,” he mutters, which isn’t a denial.

You grin, emboldened by the liquor, the late hour and the fact that his pupils are a little blown in the low lamplight.

“So you’re telling me,” you continue, voice teasing now, “that in all the years you’ve been his right hand, all the times you’ve shared a tent on expeditions, all the mornings you’ve walked in on him half-dressed because he still thinks privacy is optional... You’re telling me you’ve never accidentally gotten an eyeful?”

Levi exhales through his nose, long and slow, like he’s deciding whether to throw you out the nearest window or keep playing.

“I don’t accidentally look,” he says finally. “But I’m not fucking blind.”

Your heart does something embarrassing inside your ribcage.

“So…?” you prompt, leaning so close your shoulder is fully pressed to his now.

He’s quiet for a beat. Then, almost casually:

“It matches.”

You choke on air.

He doesn’t elaborate right away, just lets you suffer while he takes a slow sip from his cup, eyes half-lidded like he’s discussing supply requisitions instead of the Commander’s dick.

“Levi.”

“What.”

“You can’t just say ‘it matches’ and leave it there.”

“Why not? You already decided it had to, I’m just agreeing with you. Case closed.”

You shove his shoulder lightly. He doesn’t budge, but he does tilt his head toward you, silver eyes catching the lamplight.

“Details, you dumbass. Does it have a curve? Is it cut? Veiny? Does it hang heavy even soft? Give me something.”

He lets out the driest laugh you’ve ever heard from him.

“You’re worse than Hange when she finds a new titan.”

“C'mon, you love this,” you shoot back without missing a beat.

Another long silence. His gaze flicks down to your mouth for half a second before returning to your eyes.

“It’s thick,” he says at last, voice low enough that you have to strain to catch it. “Heavier than you’d expect even knowing his size. Long enough that it doesn’t look ridiculous on him, which is saying something, considering how tall he is. Thick at the base, tapers just enough. Veins that stand out when he’s hard. And yeah…” He pauses, lets the word hang. “…it hangs heavy when it’s soft. You can tell through the fabric if he’s not wearing anything underneath.”

Your mouth has gone dry. You swallow anyway.

“How do you know it’s thicker at the base?” you ask, barely above a whisper.

Levi’s eyes darken.

“Because I’ve had to help him adjust his straps before a mission when the harness was pinching in the wrong place. Fabric doesn’t lie. Neither does gravity.”

You let out a shaky breath, you were getting wet only imaging it.

“Fuck.”

“Mm.”

You both sit with that for a moment, the air between you suddenly thicker than the cigarette smoke still clinging to your clothes.

Then you nudge his knee with yours again. “Think he knows we talk about it?”

Levi’s mouth curves just barely.

“He knows everything. He just pretends he doesn’t.”

You groan and drop your forehead against his shoulder.

“We’re so fucked.”

“Probably,” Levi agrees, and this time when he shifts, it’s to rest the side of his head lightly against yours. “But if we’re going down, might as well go down speculating about exactly how much of him we could take before we’re ruined for anyone else.”

“Both of us?”

He doesn’t answer right away. Then, so quiet you almost miss it: “Why do you think I keep telling you the details?”

Your pulse slams in your throat.

"Yeah, he's not the type of guy one person can handle," you mutter, looking down at how much your bodies are touching now.

"Hah," Levi breathes out. "You're aren't the type of woman that thinks one guy is enough, are you?"

You lift your head from his shoulder as you say: "Nope. I'm not."

a/n: i love love this dynamic

[yaoioioay]

ATTACK ON TITAN - Ewin x Levi