At Eren's confirmation, Daddy shoves off of the doorframe and moves to join him and the Corporal on the bed. The smirk on his face can only be described as predatory. Without another word, Daddy leans forward and slides the blindfold into place over Eren's eyes. The material is butter soft on Eren's skin, and he can feel his brain going fuzzy almost immediately as the lack of eyesight starts to bring him under. This is truly his favorite place: floating in subspace while pinned underneath his two Doms.
Hands grab at him and maneuver Eren so he is leaning back into what he can tell are the Corporal's arms. The gentle whisper of fabric brushes against him as Daddy slides the panties up Eren's legs. The sensation of the lace caressing his skin is downright erotic, and Eren feels himself go even deeper under. He's not concerned this time. Daddy and the Corporal don't usually try to bring him out of subspace whenever he's blindfolded. There's something about the feeling of the fabric wrapped around his head, something about being denied eyesight, that always makes Eren docile, letting him fall gently and safely into his headspace. He has, on several occasions outside of scenes, given ample consent to be played with while so deep under.
Eren lets out a choked off moan when he feels Daddy's fingers softly stroking Eren's hip through the lace fabric. It almost feels as good as the blindfold.
Eren loves wearing panties. It had originally been something he had kept to himself, as he was a little embarrassed about it and unsure of how to broach the topic with Erwin and Levi. But then one day Levi had stopped by without warning to visit.
Even outside of scenes Levi and Eren very often have a hard time keeping their hands off of each other. They're both very tactile people and spending time with Levi rather than the Corporal usually means long periods of lying around, holding each other close and talking softly. All it had taken was one wandering hand sliding down Eren's back and into the waistband of his jeans for Levi to figure out Eren's secret. Eren's heart had pounded loudly in his ears as he felt Levi's slender fingers rubbing the satin against his skin. He wasn't sure what kind of reaction to expect, but he certainly hadn't anticipated the burning gaze Levi had fixed on him before promptly rolling on top of him and tearing off Eren's pants. And the rest, as they say, is history.
Eren lets out a pitiful whimper when he feels Daddy's hands adjusting his still very erect cock inside of the constricting lace of the panties. He tries to thrust his hips up to get more friction but two firm hands pressing down on his upper thighs quickly puts a stop to that. Eren whines pleadingly, high-pitched and frustrated with the endless teasing.
"Patience, pet," the Corporal whispers in his ear, voice quiet yet authoritative. Eren breathes in deeply and immediately calms down at the sound of that voice. The Corporal has always had a knack for tactfully subduing Eren whenever he starts getting restless.
With the panties in place, Eren feels himself being manhandled once more into position. This time he's lying on his back, knees bent and feet flat on the mattress. A familiar weight that Eren instantly recognizes as the Corporal settles over his chest, and then his hands are being pressed down above his head, trapped by the Corporal's strong grip. Eren revels in the restraint and then gasps in surprise when he feels Daddy situating himself between Eren's bent legs, clothed cock pressing right up against Eren's lace-covered erection. Eren can't help the aggressive thrust of his hips as he tries to rub up against Daddy, but is quickly stopped by the sharp sting of a hand slapping down onto the tender skin of his inner thigh.
"I don't think so, love," Daddy's voice is sweet, but Eren can hear the menacing undertone. Don't make me tell you to stay still again, it says. Eren shivers and can already feel a wet spot forming at the front of his panties as pre-cum leaks copiously from his cock.
"Here's what's going to happen, pet," the Corporal begins, "We are going to let you come tonight." Eren can feel his heart starting up double-time at those words. He tries hard not to get his hopes up, though. With these two, there's always a catch.
"If," Daddy continued, "you can make your Corporal come before I do." Right. There it is.
Eren groans in despair. It is an impossible task. Daddy likes to fuck Eren often and in various ways, and Eren has become well versed in all the little tricks to make Daddy come over the last six months. But Eren can count on one hand the number of times the Corporal has taken his pleasure directly from Eren's body. As such, Eren has very little experience in making the Corporal come.
Despite all that, however, Eren has confidence in his skills. And if the Corporal's legs straddled over Eren's chest are anything to go by, Eren is probably going to be sucking him off tonight. Eren knows his mouth is talented. He's brought men to their knees with his tongue. All hope is not completely lost…but it is very unlikely that Eren will get to come tonight.
"Open your mouth and stick out your tongue, pet." Eren obeys his Corporal's command, ready to put his skills to good use. He blindly tilts his head up, mouth searching for the Corporal's cock.
"No no, pet. Stay still. Do not move unless I say so." Eren pauses before settling back down into the mattress, mouth still wide open. Seconds tick by and they feel like the longest seconds of Eren's entire life.
Then, just when Eren starts untensing his muscles, which had tightened up in anticipation, he feels it. Well, not it.
Them.
Right when the taste of his Corporal gently swipes across the tip of his tongue, Eren feels his Daddy's hard cock rub up against Eren's, the lace causing a friction that he can feel all over his body. Behind the blindfold, his eyes roll back and he lets out a high-pitched whine. With his tongue lolling out of his mouth, Eren sounds very much like a whimpering puppy.
"All right," Daddy murmurs, and Eren can easily hear the smile in his voice. "Let's have some fun shall we?"
