I do not own Attack on Titan or any characters.
Eren POV
It's so warm. I open my eyes to see why, to find that I'm in my bed constricted by my blankets. I shake my head to clear it and throw the blankets off to the side. Levi is standing there.
How he manages to look so sexy while wearing his normal clothes with an added bandana on his head is beyond me. All I know is that he is giving me that look, the one that says "I want you so badly right now." Who am I to deny what my superior wants.
So I crawl over and he kneels beside the bed, reaching out to stroke me through my briefs. Ah that feels good. When he slips his hand inside to touch me, I give a short moan. A thought passes through my head, 'Is this real?'
When he gives my shaft a long hard stroke I stop thinking. I can only feel what his hand is doing, can only look at the image he is presenting me. I am so close to coming. The pleasure is building in intensity and I buck against his hand. Finally it's enough to give me my release.
I feel satisfied, but my hand feels sticky. Why does my hand feel this way? My head is confused trying to piece together a puzzle that just doesn't want to fit. I shuffle over closer to Levi wanting to cuddle and hoping that he can disperse the fuzziness taking over me.
I'm so close to Levi, almost touching now, but there is a sensation of falling.
"Ouch." My head hurts. It must've hit the floor first. I grab my head, as that is usually what one does when one gets hurt. I feel something grossly slimy and sticky and that's when my head clears.