TITLE: Wet Dreams by tiiiissue

SUMMARY: Eren constantly have wet dreams about a mysterious man. Or was it all just a dream?

WARNING: Slash (MaleXMale). I do not own these characters.

His body was on fire. The mouth of a mysterious man nibbled on the shell of his ear whispering with that voice of sex, "You're gonna enjoy tonight, Eren." Oh, that sinful mouth.

The bed sheets felt cold compared to his burning body, but Eren didn't care. As long as that mouth wouldn't stop kissing, licking, and sucking all over his body. He arched his back as he felt a tongue lick his nipples. Soon his nipples were being roughly sucked and he loved every moment of it. He felt a hand trace his inner thighs and soon that hand was grabbing his cock pulling harshly. Eren wanted to scream but couldn't find his voice. The hand and continued to pleasure him, thumbing his slit and rubbing him torturously slow.

Soon, the pleasure became too much and Eren awoke with a sound between a gasp and a moan.

It was the fourth time this week Eren had a wet dream of that mystery man. He blamed it on hormones, but couldn't help enjoy every moment of it. Every dream of him was as hot as the recent; and Eren would wake up with cum stains on his pajamas.

The following day Eren would wake up tired and frustrated. "Damn hormones," Eren muttered. Petra glanced at him with curious eyes and he smiled sheepishly at her. The Special Operations Squad was spending the day training with their maneuver gear. Corporal Levi decided they needed it after the incident involving Petra tied up to a tree, Erd and Auruo dangling from the branches, and a whooping Hanji. Up until now, Eren never figured out what happened and those involved never talked about it (though he suspected it was an "experiment" of Hanji).

"Oy, brat," growled a familiar voice behind Eren.

"Heichou!"

"Stop spacing out and get your ass and gear up on top of the tower."

"Eh?"

Cue a punch to the face.

"Y-yes heichou!"

Shitty brat and all his questions. Levi glared as he watched Eren climbed up the tower. When Eren was at the top, he shouted, "Jump down without using your gear. Once your halfway down, use your gear to go to that tree." Levi pointed at the tall tree ten meters away from the tower.

"Yes sir!" Eren shouted back. Mentally preparing himself, Eren jumped down. The wind was beating harshly against face. He could barely open his eyes. A bit more. Two more meters… Now! With a grunt Eren activated his gear. The hooks anchored themselves to the tree, but Eren miscalculated the branch where he ought to land. It was lower than where he expected it to be. "Aaaaaagghh!" Eren smashed to the tree and the wires wrapped around his arms and torso, awkwardly dangling him.

Levi sighed. Well, he hadn't expected that the brat would get it right the first time. Taking correct aim at the tree was already impressive though he'll never say that to the brat. He looked up at the brat who's still trying to untie himself. Levi picked up a nearby rock and threw it at the anchored hook. The hook unlatched itself from the bark and Eren fell into an ungraceful heap right at the corporal's feet.

"Ow ow ow ow…"

"Oy brat. Up the tower again."

Eren groaned. "Yes heichou."

It was already late afternoon when Eren mastered the maneuver. By this time, his body was already covered in scratches and bruises. No matter, it would have healed in the morning. Deciding to skip dinner, he headed to the dungeons to sleep. Arriving in his room (or cell), Eren locked the door. He didn't bother changing clothes and lied down on the bed contemplating.

He missed Mikasa and Armin but he knew they would be fine. Sometimes he'd sneak out at night just to see them but all of them were so busy now. Even if he didn't see them, he still have his new teammates. His new teammates were still wary of him, but they're kind nonetheless. Even Auruo, when he wasn't too busy being mean, he's a pretty reliable guy. And of course, there's Corporal Levi. Eren's hero since childhood. When Eren first met Levi he hadn't expected him to be the way he is. He expected a bigger figure (literally and figuratively) instead of the cold, aloof corporal. But what surprised Eren is that he liked the real Levi more. "Though I wish he wouldn't punch and kick me so often," he drowsily muttered.

"You're as horny as ever, Eren," whispered that voice again. Eren felt a mouth latch onto his neck, sucking and nipping hungrily. Eren felt hot all over. So hot. He was lying on the bed, clothes still on, with the mysterious man on top of him. He wanted to see his face, but he only saw shadows.

"Nngghh…" He couldn't move his body. He wanted to breathe but he could only gasp. "Tsk. You're too excited," the voice was mocking him. The mystery man hastily removed his pants, harshly pulling them off. Then Eren felt a mouth on his cock, licking teasingly. He wanted to scream, moan, and beg. He felt his cock engulfed in heat. A tongue licked his underside then he felt teeth slowly raked his flesh. Too soon, Eren was gasping and cumming.

Eren felt the sheets become wet. Heaving, he slowly opened his eyes just in time to see his mystery man leave the room. With a sigh, Eren drifted into a dreamless slumber.

The next morning, Eren got dressed early. As he opened the door of his room, he noticed something odd. Eh? Did I forgot to lock the door last night? Something was wrong. That dream last night… Now that he thought about it, he woke up with his pants on the floor. But he removed them, right? He tried to remember removing them, but all he could remember was his mystery man harshly pulling his pants off.

Shit. Was it really just a dream?

Author's Note: Ohohohohoho was it really just a dream? This is my first multi-chap fic. Though it's still PWP.