WARNING: This chapter contains switching, meaning Levi topping and Eren bottoming. If you don't like this, please skip this chapter. I didn't plan for the switch to take up most of this chapter, but then it happened anyway. I'll do my best to update within the next few days, to not leave anyone hanging. Thank you for sticking with me, y'all are awesome. 3
"W-What?" Levi's mouth dropped open. He looked positively scandalized, not making a move. My admission had obviously put him in some kind of shock.
I brushed gentle fingers through his hair. "I mean it. Top me."
"N-No, I mean... I c-can't possibly—"
"Of course you can," I interrupted him. "And I want you to. I've been thinking about this for a while now, actually. Even before tonight happened. Don't you want to know... What it feels like?"
That obviously got him thinking. He sat back on my lap, a pensive expression washing over his features. After he'd spent a few minutes dwelling on the opportunity, he bit his lip and sighed. There was a faint blush coloring his cheeks a warm rouge. He worried his lip between his teeth, staying silent. I knew he was interested. And not only that. The hurt his uncle's behavior—someone who should've supported him—had unearthed was responsible for casting all these doubts within Levi. It was not like he doubted me, I knew that much. He just wasn't sure how to let go of something that refused to die down. Every time his uncle dropped a taunt, a jibe, a mere hint would only serve to nurture this feeling. What he needed was confidence, in himself and me, and proof that would show him just how serious I was about him. Coincidentally, this proof I had in mind had been on my bucket list for quite some time now.
"Hey," I whispered, catching his chin between my fingers to tilt his face in my direction. "Please? I love topping you, you know that. It's just that... I've been thinking about it. About you... Being in control. About feeling you inside me." I flushed hotly, unable to believe how eager I sounded. Nevertheless, my voice refused to sound any different, no matter how much I willed it to.
Levi righted his posture on my lap before he tentatively slipped forward and gave my groin an experimental brush with his own. Gentle fingers flicked across my neck to sink into the messy hair at my nape, and he leaned in to touch his forehead to mine, his breath fast and hot against my lips.
"Damn Eren," he whispered, his eyes fluttering shut, "You make it so hard to say no. I want to try this with you, I really do... It's just that I don't know how. I don't want to hurt you."
His lips dropped open to utter something else, maybe another string of worries or more words of doubt, even while his hips began rolling against me in a tantalizing pace. My hands wrapped around his waist, pulling him so close that our chests met. Then, I kissed him. I kissed him in a way that was sure to take every last qualm away. He responded with more vigor than ever, his lips demanding and needy and dominant. Goose bumps started to race across every part of me he touched. I reveled in the feeling of him grinding down on me, searching and taking that sweet friction. Impatience filled my veins, pressing enough to make my hands sweep beneath his shirt, my nails sinking in the soft flesh only waiting to be marked by them.
"Are you sure... This is what you want?" He whispered into my mouth before he kissed me again, the tip of his tongue fondling the underside of mine with wet, languid strokes that had me almost scream out for him to hurry.
"Fuck yes," I whined breathlessly, "This is exactly what I want."
Levi exhaled on a long moan, and then he stopped touching me for about two seconds. I could only stare up at him, longing, wishing, waiting. I was all his, ready for the taking. His palms wrapped around my shoulders, and in the next moment, he pushed me down onto the truck bed. He kissed a wet trail down along my neck, pressing soft kisses to my throat and nipping my collarbones. My breath puffed out of me in steamy clouds. When I felt his hands on my belt, I groaned loudly. It felt so good to give up control for once, to give myself to someone I trusted unconditionally. To feel everything he felt when I was the one taking him. For tonight, I was his bottom, to be handled however he wanted to.
When my jeans made way to warm air caressing my bare legs, I bit my lip to hold in an embarrassing string of desperate whines. His gaze met mine, asking for permission I was only too willing to give, before his fingers curled beneath the waistband of my boxers. I closed my eyes—I couldn't help it—as my underwear joined my discarded jeans at the back of the truck bed. I only dared to look when a vicious mix of curiosity and desire forced me to. His moist breath was kissing my chest, his wet tongue dipping out to circle one of my nipples.
"Mmh yes, right there," I urged.
He chuckled against my nipple, the sound's vibration shuddering temptingly across my hypersensitive skin.
"Ahh, Levi!" I half-shouted when his plush lips closed around my pink tip to give it a long, appreciative suck.
His hot tongue swirled around the tip, never letting up on me—not even when my body shuddered and rubbed against him in an almost mad frenzy. No, he was enjoying this way too much to grant me even a second of reprieve. After my nipple was hard and dipped in a pretty pink hue, he moved on to the next, repeating his slow torture until I screamed, begged, for him to give me more.
His lips continued their journey down my body, kissing my abs and licking into my navel. When he buried his nose in the soft patch of hair that led down to my heavy erection, I squeezed my eyes shut and wondered if I'd even make it through all of this with my consciousness still intact. I felt like fainting from the intensity of his touches—touches that were familiar, but so entirely new at the same time. I arched my back to push my pelvis against his lips in a desperate move that screamed impatience.
"Shh," he whispered quietly, one firm hand pushing me back down. "Not so fast. I want to take my sweet time enjoying this."
My heart stopped, and then started back up again to pound with break-neck speed. God, this was too much. He was too much, making me ooze wetness without even a single touch to where I wanted to feel him most.
He followed my happy trail with the tip of his tongue until his cheek grazed my erection, which was bobbing greedily at the mere touch. One small palm came up to wrap around my base, silvery eyes looking up to pin mine. He didn't even break our intense eye contact when his tongue came out to brush softly against my tip.
"If you keep looking at me like that, I'll blow my load with the next stroke of your tongue," I warned, meaning it.
A belligerent smirk curled his lips against my cock, which only served to make him look all the sexier.
"Hmm, maybe you should blow your load," he teased. "I'm actually dying to have you come down my throat."
When I caught a tiny peek of that utterly beautiful smile spreading across his lips as a reaction to his seductive words, I threw my arms over my face and groaned into them.
"God, Levi. You can't say things like that!"
"You don't like it?"
"On the contrary. I like it way too much. Didn't you say you wanted this to last longer? That's not the way to make me last longer, you know," I smirked.
"Well, it's a good thing that the amount of times you can come isn't limited then, right?" He replied with a lopsided smile, his steel gray eyes lighting up with mischief.
"Oh? You plan on making me come more than once? Ambitious." I tried to sound skeptical, but my silly grin gave me away.
"More like realistic," he replied, drawing a miserably suppressed laugh from me. Wasn't he cheeky? Any more of this and I'd blissfully drop into an excitement-induced coma.
"Look at you getting all self-confident. I think you—AH! Damn!" I shuddered violently when his soft lips swallowed my tip, his tongue caressing the head until I was leaking multiple beads of precome he was quick to suck off. My head lolled back against the blanket, my eyes following his every move despite wanting to close from the intense sensations he was making me feel. Every touch, every lick he administered on my most sensitive part made my rationality slip further away, until a needy ball of emotions was all that remained. Gasps turned to pants and soon enough, my consciousness became as spotty as my breathing.
"Ahh yes, d-don't stop... I need m-more," I whined helplessly.
I watched as Levi sunk down on my cock, sucking my entire length in between his lips until his nose was buried in the soft hair at my base. The sight of him, of his deliciously small mouth struggling to take me in entirely, had me grow impossibly hard with want.
Levi sped up his rhythm, his teeth grazing the sensible skin just below my glans, and I screamed. It was embarrassing, but I couldn't control the husky sounds leaving my mouth anymore at this point. The sensations, the view, the sheer intimacy of it... It was too much to attempt keeping any semblance of restraint. My hips bucked relentlessly up into his mouth, and he didn't hesitate to take in more of me, his silky hair falling into his eyes as he swallowed me up and then released me with a wet pop. I was getting close—so close.
"Levi, I—" I whispered to let him know this wouldn't take much longer.
He released me again and then threw me a darkly aroused look before he leaned in close and fucking blew across my tip. I bowed off the truck bed and promptly hit my head upon falling back down. Levi chuckled at my unbridled reaction and then slipped one fingernail into my slit to coax thick spurts of precome out of me. My eyes rolled back in my head, a harsh gasp ripping free from my throat.
"Please, just... L-Let me..." All I wanted was to come, my body felt so tight and overstimulated, I was longing for sweet relief. Just before I could let go, Levi stopped his caresses, making me plunge back down from the impending high.
"N-No, why..." I protested weakly.
"You really thought it would be that easy?" He said before licking a stray drop of precome off his bottom lip.
I groaned loudly and squeezed my legs around his waist. He watched me with a slow smile, and then held out his palm. It didn't take long for me to realize what he was asking for. Reaching back, I rummaged through my bag until my fingers closed around the small bottle of lube I'd brought. How he'd known I'd sneaked one along was beyond me. Maybe he just knew me too well. I placed the bottle in his palm and watched as he turned it around a few times before uncapping it. I swallowed hard and tried to stay calm. A relentless mix of excitement and anxiety flooded my senses. He moved on to drizzle a large dollop of the clear fluid onto his long fingers before proceeding to warm it up in his hands. Just like I always did. The thought made me smile wide.
"You're good at this," I said dreamily.
He blushed. God, he was still so cute.
"I haven't even started yet," he said.
"I know you are," I encouraged while I spread my legs in an open invitation. I watched as his Adam's apple jumped with a large gulp and felt ridiculously satisfied. Oh yes, two could play at this game and now it was my turn to tease.
I bit my lip and let my eyes fall to half-mast, "Come on, Levi... I want you. Give it to me already. I can't wait anymore."
He dropped the bottle of lube, his eyes widening before his pupils grew dark with desire. Was this how I always looked when I was about to take him? I liked this look on him. I liked it a whole lot. His raven eyebrows puckered as he watched me, obviously catching up on what I was trying to do here.
"Still think you're the one in control here, don't you?" He chuckled softly, the obvious challenge obvious in his sparkling eyes. My heart missed a beat.
"Hm well, looks like I am though, doesn't it?" I bit my lip and nodded at the impressive bulge that was straining against the front of his pants.
Levi blushed and clicked his tongue at me. I smirked and pushed my fingertips beneath the waistband of his tight jeans. "You should take these off. They look a bit tight... Around here."
I pushed my hand further into his jeans until I felt his hot erection against my skin and wrapped him in my palm. I gave him a few purposeful strokes that made him curse harshly. But I didn't stop. Soon, his resistance melted away and he began to rock into my hand with vigor. I worked his jeans open with my unoccupied hand and yanked them sloppily down to mid-thigh. Levi watched my indigent attempt at getting him naked with heavy-lidded eyes and a lazy smile. My hand grew sticky with his precome and I fought the urge to let him go and taste his warm wetness on my fingers. Suddenly, he took my hand in his, breaking my hold on him. I watched, dazed, as he sunk down between my legs again, his raven hair whispering across my thighs. A moment later, his mouth was back on me, sucking me harder and faster than before. I moaned and mewled restlessly, not giving a shit about how damn lewd I sounded. He made me come undone, in every way I knew how, and he deserved to know that. One of Levi's hands slipped down to cup my balls, and I flexed my legs to give him more access. I was so sensitive here that the lightest touch made me shiver, a fact my reaction did nothing to conceal. Levi trailed the thick veins on my cock with the tip of his tongue while he played with the soft skin on my balls, alternating between squeezing and stretching it. I'd never felt that way—so positively greedy for it, for him, that it was as if I'd simply drop dead if he'd refuse to take me right now. When I finally felt his slicked finger hovering above my entrance, it was both relief and excitement I felt. This was really happening, right now.
"Ahh, oh my... Fuck..." I mewled when he pushed one long, warm finger inside me.
"Feel good?" He asked, watching my every expression with rapt attention.
"Yes," I whispered, biting at my lip to keep in a gasp.
He ran the pad of his finger along my walls, massaging the tightness into relaxation with a skill that took my breath away. He knew exactly where to touch, was aware of everything that felt good. I was shuddering uncontrollably, bucking up when he pushed a second finger inside. I rolled my hips into his hand, a long stream of barely suppressed moans falling from my lips as I sucked his fingers deeper and felt them working me open in return. The third finger felt different, more intense and admittedly painful. It felt too tight to take all of them in at the same time, but I held my tongue and wiggled around to ease the pressure.
"You're doing so good," Levi cooed in between my moans, and it was just what I needed to hear in order to loosen up a bit more for him. He didn't waste the opportunity and scissored his fingers to open me up wider. It was a fine line between pleasure and pain, but I couldn't help but relish the thought that here I was, exactly where Levi usually was, feeling the same things he felt when he was with me.
"Mmmh Levi, it's—ahh!"
"I know, just a bit more, Eren. We're almost there. You feel amazing."
Somehow, he'd moved from licking my dick to pressing wet kisses to my nape. I moaned when I felt how his sweet words of praise brushed along my skin. I loved this side of him. I'd have never known he'd be this gentle with me. Closing my eyes, I concentrated on relaxing more, until he gave me an appreciative kiss and slowly pulled his fingers out of me. The sudden loss was more than a little uncomfortable, but I knew I wouldn't feel empty for long.
"You know, I've always liked your back," he whispered against my cheek, "It's so broad and tan and... Gorgeous. I think it's exactly what I want to see while I take you."
A fierce shiver worked its way down my spine. I knew what he meant, and damn, I wanted it. Maybe more than he did. My eyes were moist when I opened them to find him looking down at me, and then I pulled him in for a long, sloppy kiss. His hands wandered down to my hips and helped me up so I could turn on my stomach. When I was lying on my front, I took a deep breath and let Levi pull me up to my hands and knees. It felt so good to be positioned by him, just the way he wanted to have me.
"Mmh, look at you. So ready," he said as he ran his palms along my ass cheeks.
I listened to the sound of him taking more lube and slicking himself up. When he spread my cheeks and the warm air assaulted my hypersensitive hole, I whined loudly.
"Please, Levi... I've waited long enough. Come on, do me already," I begged.
His lips treaded a soft trail down along my back, gentle licks giving way to tender kisses. Finally, he moved closer. I felt his hard cock slipping in between my cheeks and he gave my cleft a few deft strokes. The feeling was divine—he was so close, so hot, so greedy. I pushed back against him, feeling as his slicked cock nestled in between my cheeks.
"So needy," Levi whispered appreciatively.
His cock brushed over my hole again and again, every little touch setting my already frayed nerves on fire. When his tip was right at my opening, gently nudging against it, I grew utterly still. Holding my breath, I squeezed my eyes tightly shut as Levi pushed into me—slowly, deliberately. The sensation was out of this world. Its sheer intensity, this feeling of being filled and stretched to become one with him, was unlike anything I'd imagined. It was so much... Better.
"Ah, L-Levi... Fuck... This feels so..." I trailed off when he pushed another two inches inside me, making me forget what words were.
I couldn't see Levi with the way my face had dropped down to bury against my arm, but his wrecked voice left little to the imagination. "Yes Eren, tell me... Tell me how it feels."
He continued to slide into me, my insides stretching around him to accommodate his girth. I felt so incredibly full at this point, even while I knew he wasn't even in all the way yet.
"It feels so... Good," I whispered, almost incredulous, as if I couldn't quite believe it. I wiggled my hips and tried to adjust to the feel of him some more. Levi was impossibly gentle, giving me all the time I needed, stopping and going whenever I gave him the sign to. When he was embedded to the hilt, I moaned, long and loud. I bit my bare arm, my whole body wanting to cave in with all the sensations that were rushing through me at once. Yet I fought it, staying on my knees and pushing my behind out to keep the position Levi had chosen for me. His hands were lightly cupping my hips, applying gentle pressure whenever he moved. Suddenly, there was warm breath dancing across my shoulder blades, followed by the sweetest of kisses.
"I love you, Eren," he whispered, his lips kissing each little syllable into my skin. I arched my back, every single one of my pores longing to absorb more of his beautiful words into me. He was now truly mine, just like I was his, and this moment was entirely ours.
"I love you too, so much," I breathed. Right then, I couldn't bear not seeing him for a second longer. Looking over my shoulder, I was met with the most gorgeous view possible. He was so utterly caught up in this—in me—that it was impossible to tear my gaze away, even if I'd wanted to. Which I didn't. I so didn't. He was so beautiful, in every sense of the word. The way his hair fell into his eyes, half closed with arousal, his pale cheeks flushed a dainty scarlet, his hands holding onto my hips while he pulled out of me so agonizingly slow, all the way until only the very tip remained inside. I groaned at the friction, and his eyes snapped open at the sound, meeting mine in a burst that made literal sparks fly. I pushed my ass back in a desperate attempt to make this more, to feel more. I gasped—one of those high-pitched, clipped gasps—as he sunk into me again until his hips were flush against my rear. I held my breath as his nails buried in my back before trailing down to hold unto my behind with more force than before. The next thing I knew, he was accelerating his pace, slamming into me so hard that his balls were slapping against my ass with each thrust. I couldn't think straight, not anymore. All that was left of me were nerves and feelings and sensations, wrapping me up and sucking me under without any chance of resurfacing. I buried my hands in the blanket, trying my best to hold on as Levi continued his merciless rhythm, unable to suppress any of the desperate cries and heart-felt moans falling from my lips.
"Damn, Eren, you... You are so tight. I love it," Levi breathed heavily behind me, before pulling my hips in a bruising grip and pushing his whole length into me in only one go.
His praise made me clench around his warm girth on purpose, and I relished the wrecked sounds he made in response. Despite being the bottom, or maybe just because of it, I felt this incredible power radiating from me. I knew I had him in the palm of my hand, and that felt positively compelling. Levi's hand whispered over my hipbone, before dipping low in the front to skim my cock, which was throbbing almost painfully with the need for release. He timed his strokes on my length in perfect synchronization with his thrusts, the feeling of being touched by him from the front and back simultaneously tossing me right up to an incredible high. I felt him growing bigger inside me, his moans turning louder and more intense, telling me he was as close as I was.
"Ahh, Levi... S-So close..."
"Me too, Eren, just let go. Come for me," Levi rasped.
His movements grew more frantic, his fervor driving me up against the truck until I had to brace my arms against the driver's cab to keep from smashing right into it. My entire body was covered in sticky sweat and warm drops of my arousal. Levi angled his hips just the tiniest bit, and then he hit something inside me that made me scream. It felt like he was stimulating a taut bundle of nerves there, making it coil tightly, again and again, and then I simply burst. A drawn-out moan left my lips as I finally gave in and came all over the blanket under me. Levi whispered sultry words of praise into the electric air between us, continuing to slam into me. Just when overstimulation threatened to take me, I felt warmth seep into me. Having his come inside me, feeling as it filled me up to the brim, brought an insane sense of satisfaction with it, and I sighed contently as I allowed exhaustion to take me down to my front. My mind was muddled, not ready to form any words—none that would have made sense, anyway. Levi slipping out of me, rummaging around to find something to clean me with, it all happened somewhere at my very periphery. At some point, I was wrapped in a fresh blanket and pulled between Levi's legs. I let my head fall back on his shoulder, enjoying the way he held me close while placing dozens of sweet little kisses on my sweat-slick neck. Many moments passed by like this, none of us saying anything. It was the most peaceful kind of silence, spent reveling in each other's warmth and proximity after we'd experienced another breath-taking first together.
My eyes were closed when Levi's fingers brushed through my hair, gently combing it through. It took all I had not to purr, but I didn't think I managed despite my efforts.
"How are you? Feel okay?" Levi asked quietly, his affectionate voice chasing warm goose bumps all over the spots on my neck his breath was touching.
I snuggled back against him, turning my head slowly to press a chaste kiss to the soft spot just below his ear.
"Well, I don't think I'll be able to walk after this, but... I feel fantastic," I whispered, even while my entire body burned and tingled. I was pretty worn out, yes, but it was the best kind of worn out I could imagine.
Levi chuckled and wrapped me right back into his arms. "Fantastic, huh? So does that mean I make a good top?"
I smiled quietly to myself and brought my hands up to draw tender lines and patterns along his bare arm.
"I say you make a damn fine top," I replied. I couldn't be entirely sure, but it felt like his chest was swelling a bit against my back. Oh yes, he could definitely be proud.
Shifting in his arms until I sat practically princess style in his lap, I looked up at him. He looked as drained as I did, but there was the most dazzling glow lighting up his pale skin, a shimmer that seemed to gleam right from within. His lips were drawn up in a soft smile, his eyes sparkling with devotion. I could only imagine what my appearance must be right now, especially in comparison to his. Whereas he looked like the most beautifully wrecked kind of well fucked, I was positive I looked more like the fucked kind of fucked. The thought made me snicker.
"What's so funny?" Levi asked, and I could hear the smile in his tone.
"Oh nothing," I whispered, suddenly out of breath at the view of that stunning smile he seemed to only ever smile for me, "I was just thinking that it doesn't matter if you top or bottom, you always look so... Gorgeous doing it. I'm pretty jealous of that."
Rolling his eyes, he bent down and bit my cheek, making me mewl and playfully swat at his chest.
"That's not true," he said, sincere. "I'll have you know that the way you're looking at me right now makes it damn hard to hold back from going for another round."
I blushed. Hard. Me.
He nuzzled my cheek after I stammered something about how he couldn't be serious, when he sealed my lips with a long, wet kiss. I gave in, letting myself fall into him, allowing everything else to break away. My mind was still up on cloud nine, my eyes closed in bliss, when Levi spoke against my moist lips.
"Thank you, Eren. Thank you for doing this for me."
I blinked up at him, only slowly resurfacing from my elated daze. "I wanted it too, just as much," I held his gaze when his eyes opened slightly with something that might have been delight. I ran the pad of my thumb over his bottom lip and shivered when he shivered at the touch. "Don't thank me, Levi. You're... My everything. There's nothing I wouldn't do for you."