Welcome to my contributions for Kinktober 2017! I'll put the respective prompt for the day on top and point out possible trigger warnings.
Most of these will be very explicit, because kinks, right? I'll do my best to get out one kink per day.
Enjoy!
Day 1: Sleepy Sex
It was this moment in the morning, just before the sun crept over the horizon and streaked the sky in vivid shades of gold and orange. This quiet moment in between night and day, clad in shadows and tranquility. The castle was still quiet at this time of day, today even more so than usual. Just a few short hours ago, the Survey Corps had returned from an expedition outside the walls—the most dangerous yet; result of months of careful strategizing and planning. Only a week prior, Eren had been in front of the gates on horseback, ready to move out and retake Wall Maria alongside his Captain and comrades. Nobody had known how many would make it back. There was no such thing as guarantees, not even for the strongest among them. It was a risk—the highest risk imaginable—and yet everyone had stood there in the soft first light of dawn, listening to their Commander's speech and presenting their hearts for their cause. The fight had been cruel. Merciless. The mission had stretched every single soldier to the limit and beyond, but when they'd returned seven days later registering considerable casualties, Wall Maria was theirs.
As always, Eren had felt elated about succeeding at yet another mission, this one symbolizing a real turning point for humanity. This was what he lived for, what he'd die for. The goal that had molded his road of life. But there was one feeling stronger than the euphoria of being successful. It was the bliss he'd felt when he passed the gate to be wrapped up in applause and cheers, not even realizing the people's joy over regained territory, and looked up to meet steel gray eyes shining up at him. Captain Levi had been by his side through it all, like he'd always been. Like he'd always be. It was what they did. They survived together. Captain Levi was Eren's reason to make it through everything, just to have another day, another moment together. And with the way Levi's eyes had caught Eren's back then, the ghost of a smile playing around his lips, Eren dared to hope Levi's feelings might match his own.
Eren began to stir slowly, his mind still dwelling on those beautiful moments. He brushed the thin blanket off his body and enjoyed the fresh air kissing its way along his bare legs. Sleep was still clinging to his eyes, his body sore with the steady burn of exhaustion. A thin sheen of sweat was embracing his tan skin. He sighed, slow and languid. It was so quiet. He loved those quiet moments, especially when he was waking up next to Levi, who was still sleeping soundly. His breathing would come relaxed and easy, so unlike before he'd started to allow Eren into his bed. A lot had changed since then, Eren thought with a blissful smile. Turning his head, he ran his gaze over his Captain. He was lying on his side, his pale rear turned to Eren. The blanket had slipped down to pool around his hips, baring his back, which dipped down to the two dainty dimples just above the soft swell of his ass—those lovely indents from which Eren knew Levi would release this sexy, clipped moan whenever he kissed them. Eren's gaze travelled along the beautiful curve of Levi's neck, all the way up to lay on his onyx hair. It was spread over the flawless white of his pillow, the raven strands flowing across the fabric like silk. The contrast was so beautiful that Eren almost didn't dare to touch them.
The Captain's body was covered in bruises and cuts in all colors, spanning his shoulders and spine. Eren wanted to kiss them, every single one. To him, they were a testimony of the fight Levi had survived—a fight that would not only allow himself to live, but everyone else inside these walls. And this life was worth living; it was worth fighting for. Eren knew that now. Levi had proven it to him, on so many occasions. Eren spent another few moments listening to the Captain's steady breathing, reveling in the fact that they were here, right now, together. Waking up to another day. They had fought and lived by each other's side and this was a gift to be endlessly thankful for.
Just then, Levi made a soft noise at the back of his throat that sounded very similar to Eren's name and the phase of no touching was over. Eren reached out for his Captain, jolting slightly when the pads of his fingers connected with the warm flesh. He traced a long, red line from battle stretching across Levi's back, before he moved closer and touched his lips to the bruise. He tasted its flavor with the tip of his tongue, kissing along the mark until he was pressed up to Levi's broad back without an inch to spare. Levi began to arch into the touch with a soft purr.
"Mh, it's too early for that," he murmured, even while he pushed his behind back to feel up Eren's groin.
Eren placed a tender kiss on one bruised shoulder, before he trailed his lips up to nibble on a small earlobe.
"But I have to tell you something," he breathed into Levi's ear, smiling when a slight shiver passed from Levi straight through him.
"Uff," Levi groaned, his voice rough from sleep, "What is it?"
Eren kissed a moist line from Levi's jugular to the back of his neck, sucking the warm flesh in between his lips. When Levi did nothing to move away, Eren decided to take a risk. He hooked one of his legs around both of Levi's and flipped him around to straddle his nude lap. He smiled when Levi released a surprised gasp, but slipped right in place beneath Eren as if his lithe body was made to be there.
Graphite-colored eyes fluttered open to meet half-lidded greens, their color alight with affection. Eren ran his palm over Levi's side, slowly, mapping out every slanted curve of those perfect ribs, before he took Levi's wrists in one hand to pin them over his head. Levi didn't say anything, just watched Eren with one lifted eyebrow and a speck of challenge in those warm eyes.
"We're alive," Eren whispered, his chest swelling with happiness.
A tiny smile curled one corner of Levi's lips and he brushed the blanket off his legs with one toe, only to wrap them around Eren's waist.
"Yeah," he replied. "We are."
Eren looked at his Captain as if he hadn't seen him in forever, taking in all the little dips and imperfections, committing them to memory. It was what he always did. In this world, every moment could be the last.
His green eyes dropped to slightly parted, pink lips and he was caught. He remembered their taste, felt their warmth in his mouth. God, how he wanted to kiss him.
"Do it," Levi smirked as he tightened his legs around Eren's hips. "I know you want to."
It was all the permission Eren needed. He let his torso fall on top of Levi, relishing the soft moans the raven made when he felt Eren's weight pushing him into the mattress. Eren moved slowly on top of him, brushing their nipples against each other has he lowered himself to trace Levi's bottom lip with the tip of his tongue. It was slow and sweet, and Eren was enjoying every second of it. Levi's tongue dipped out to touch Eren's, and the meeting of warmth and wetness and silk made Eren lose control. He licked his way inside Levi's mouth with gentle strokes, letting his tongue caress Levi's and swallowing every little, delicious sound that left his lips. Eren released his hold on Levi's wrists and slipped his fingers into raven strands that whispered over his skin like water. He combed them through before massaging soft circles into Levi's scalp that made the older man shudder beneath Eren's body. Jolts of heat began to shoot through Eren's body, setting every inch on fire before it pooled between his legs. He rubbed his groin against Levi's and released a breathy moan when he met Levi's ardent flesh.
"Mh, more," Levi whispered, his eyes still half closed with the remnants of sleep. "Touch me. I want to feel you."
The vial of oil found its way into Eren's hand without him even trying. Levi watched as he shook out a large dollop of the pinkish fluid, his hand glistening in a heartbeat. Eren drew a sticky circle around one of Levi's pink nipples, before giving the tip a slow, playful tug that had Levi shaking.
"Tell me where you want me to touch you," Eren whispered against Levi's overheated skin. "Here?"
He twisted Levi's nipple again, until it got hard from the well versed touches Eren used with it.
"F-Fuck no," Levi groaned, his body curling up against Eren's. He was fully hard now, the tip shining with beads of precome. "Not there."
"Here, then?" Eren slipped one slicked fingernail into the wet slit on top of Levi's crown, coaxing another bead of precome out of him. The brunette couldn't decide where to touch, what to taste—there were too many spots begging for his attention.
Levi began to grind his hips mindlessly against Eren's searching for something—anything—that would relieve the building pressure between his legs. Apparently, Eren felt especially cheeky today, first he'd had the balls to wake him at the ass crack of dawn with those stupidly sweet kisses and this ridiculously warm whispers, getting him all hot and bothered despite the ungodly hour, and for what? To play. To make him wait. Well, he could think again. Levi decided to endure exactly two more minutes. Two more minutes of Eren's shenanigans before Levi would flip the kid over and shove his fingers up the boy's tight ass until he was wide open and begging to be stuffed. Levi gasped when he felt Eren's finger whisper over his perineum, dangerously close to where he wanted him; where he needed him, goddammit. Yet, he did fucking nothing to slip inside and stretch him just like he wanted to be stretched. It was fucking whatever am in the morning, and Levi would very much prefer getting fucked long and slow over another round of blissful sleep—and who was to blame for that? This brat right here, grinning down at him as if he knew exactly how crazy he was driving Levi with his stupid teasing. Levi ground down on Eren's finger and cursed with frustration when that didn't have the desired effect.
"All you need to do is tell me," Eren went on, chuckling now.
Fuck. Alright, Levi would do what this brat wanted, but only because it was too fucking early and he was too sleepy to resist.
"Inside," he said, eyes locked with Eren's, "I want to feel you inside me."
Finally, Eren complied. He took the raven's lips again, at the same time that he pushed two of his slicked fingers inside Levi's hole, and smiled against his lips when Levi released a satisfied fuck yes at the intrusion. Eren rose to his knees, spreading Levi's legs wide and continued to slowly fuck his Captain open with his fingers. It was so much slower than how they usually did it, but Levi had to admit he didn't mind it. They deserved this, this quiet moment of taking all the time they wanted.
"Mh, so tight," Eren whispered in awe as he watched his fingers being swallowed up by Levi's pink hole again and again.
"Ah, j-just... Do me," Levi moaned, his fingers curling into Eren's slick, tawny thighs, leaving red marks.
"I love it when you beg," Eren breathed against Levi's neck before he sucked a pretty scarlet kiss mark into the pale skin.
Fuck. This was so good, almost too good. All Levi wanted was to feel Eren moving inside him, sweet and slow and tender. Setting a rhythm that was perfect to wake up to.
Levi felt a sharp sting when Eren slipped in a third finger, but he suppressed the mewl that wanted to crawl out in response. Soon enough, the pain morphed to pleasure, Levi enjoying Eren's careful thrusts to prepare him for more. After a few languid moments, he removed his fingers from Levi's opening, laughing when the raven's eyebrows puckered at the sudden loss.
With a few purposeful strokes, Eren lubed himself up and positioned his heavy erection against Levi's hole. The gentle nudge was enough to wrench a hot curse from Levi's lips, his body tensing with anticipation.
Leisurely, the brunette gave his hips a push, rolling them against Levi and slipping in. The Captain's hands shot up to grab Eren's bronze shoulders, using them as leverage to arch into his cock, forcing it further inside. The stretch was delicious. Levi couldn't help closing his eyes when Eren didn't stop after he'd covered the first tight inches, instead sliding in unhurriedly until his balls touched the curve of Levi's ass.
"Oh shit," the younger moaned, "You feel so good."
Eren was fully embedded inside Levi's ass, the raven's tight heat clenching around him and refusing to let go. The younger set a slow tempo, relishing the quiet moment of serenity and the knowledge that they had all the time in the world. There was no rush, no hurry to get off as quickly as they could. This kind of sweet, tender loving was perfect to start a new day.
Eren moaned when Levi's nails scratched their way down from his shoulders to his ass, filling his small palms with the flexing muscle. Even Levi's moans were quiet, though the brunette wasn't sure if he suppressed them well enough or if they just matched the lazy tempo they'd going on this morning. It was perfect either way, lovely and relaxed.
"Mmh, yes," Levi moaned, angling his hips just right so Eren's cock struck his prostate with every deep thrust and grazed it with every shallow one.
"You like that?" Eren said, his eyes shining with excitement. "Me going slow on you?"
"Oh damn, yeah," Levi replied longingly. "I do."
Eren smiled down at the beautifully wrecked man beneath him, taking in his blissed out expression and the small tears gathering at the corners of his eyes.
Slipping out slowly, until only the very tip remained inside, Eren took hold of Levi's tone legs and bent them upwards to place the older man's feet against his shoulders. The new angle made Levi gasp and spasm. The brunette massaged slow circles into the length of Levi's gorgeous thighs and calves while he continued to glide into him with deliberate slowness. The Captain's hands buried in the sheets, his head lolling back against the pillow as quiet pleas left his lips. He was a vision, as always.
Eren picked up his pace, but just the tiniest bit, feeling the friction double and Levi wince in response. The languid rhythm had allowed Levi to open up fully, taking in Eren's warm girth without any resistance whatsoever. After a few more strokes right against Levi's most sensitive spot, Eren felt his balls tighten with the impending release. He slowed down some, fighting off the addictive build up until Levi was right there with him. His gray eyes bore into Eren's as he stretched his legs and locked them around the back of the brunette's neck. The boy bit his lip and moaned long and low, and then he took Levi's hard cock in his hand and stroked it in time with his thrusts.
"Yes, yes, yes," Levi urged. "Don't you dare stop."
Eren complied willingly, twisting his hand just right, touching that susceptible spot below Levi's glans that made his toes curl with pleasure.
"I-I... I am so close... J-Just a bit more," Levi said, his eyes squeezing shut as he gave himself over to the high.
"Come for me, Captain," Eren breathed, eyes fixed on the way Levi's face twisted with lust.
He felt his own release so close, so damn close, and tried to calm down—to wait until Levi would get there first. Increasing the pressure on his superior's cock, he gave two more strokes before the Captain jerked as hot spurts of come drenched his stomach. Satisfied with the content expression washing over his lover's features, Eren let go and filled him up with warmth.
Gently, the younger took Levi's legs from around his neck and placed them on the bed, before he collapsed on top of Levi, pulling him against his chest as he buried his nose in his black, vanilla-scented undercut.
"Great," Levi huffed after a while, "Now we're all filthy and disgusting and the sun isn't even properly up yet."
Eren laughed and wrapped them both in the clean blanket. He kissed Levi's shoulder blades and held him tight.
"You are so perfect," he whispered, and for once, Levi settled back against his brat with a sigh. Right now, they'd woken to a beautiful morning of beautiful sex and fuck it, cleaning could wait.