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Erwin steps out of the car and looks at the watch on his wrist. He’s late - nearly two hours late. Levi will be angry, no doubt.
He’s paid him for a couple of hours upfront but the small raven is the most impatient man he’s ever met. Erwin will surely get chastised tonight, but the thought doesn’t bother him. He also knows he’s going to have to work extra hard to get Levi into an agreeable state but, again, going through the extra effort doesn’t bother him. It’s why he likes Levi, why he pays for his company nearly every week. Levi is thrilling. Erwin often finds himself looking forward to their meetings for more than just the sex.
This time, however, he hasn’t been able to spare time in his schedule for Levi in nearly three weeks. He’s pent up, the stress of the last couple of weeks have taken a toll on his mind and body. And he wants nothing more than to forget his responsibilities for one night and have mind blowing sex.
He’s halfway up the elevator to the suite he’s booked when he remembers the attire he had requested of Levi tonight. He smiles to himself, anticipation building inside and nearly making him forget the stress of the past month.
Once at the top floor, he makes his way to his suite, whistling to himself. He feels almost giddy by the time he arrives at the door, like a child running downstairs on Christmas Eve. He unlocks the door to the suite and steps inside. It’s quiet, but he can’t see anything past the foyer so he makes his way deeper into the room. He doesn’t want to call out to Levi just yet; he wants to see what kind of position he will find him in when he thinks no one's watching.His steps are measured, tentative, but the clack of his dress shoes echoes on the polished floors.
The kitchen and living space he finds just as empty, leaving just the master bedroom and bathroom. There’s a fleeting thought that maybe the raven got so fed up that he just got up and left, but it’s just as quickly dismissed. Erwin doesn’t think Levi would do that, not if he was being paid for his time.
He curses himself for not having taken off his shoes at the foyer. His footsteps seem to only get louder no matter how lightly he tries to step on the floorboards. He cracks the door to the master suite open and finds the treasure he’s been looking for.
There, on the king sized bed, lays a raven haired male, with a maid dress adorning his small frame. The dress is tight at the top, accentuating his firm chest, and flares out at the bottom, short enough to expose slender legs hidden behind white stockings. A silky headband laying atop his black locks and a tall pair of black heels completes the ensemble. Erwin is more than pleased with the sight before him. Whatever kind of scolding he will receive is definitely worth it.
Levi doesn’t look up from his phone which he holds on his side while scrolling through it lazily, “Are you trying to sneak up on me, old man?”
Having been immediately spotted, Erwin opens the door the rest of the way and walks in freely, giving up his attempts at being quiet. He should have expected this. After two hours of waiting, there was no way Levi would just greet him with his ass up on the bed, begging to be fucked. He more than deserved the cold shoulder. “Sorry,” he says sincerely, meaning it in more ways than one, but he still greets Levi with a small smile even if he doesn’t see it.
He takes off his trench coat and throws it on one of the arm chairs, to which Levi tsks at. Erwin hesitates before he asks, “Levi, would you be a doll and come help me undress?”
Finally, Levi looks up from his phone to glare at him. The glare doesn’t even faze him. He’s too preoccupied looking into those beautiful silver eyes. “Please,” he adds.
“Oh so you think, that after waltzing in here two hours late, after having me wait like a damn dog in this ridiculous outfit, I would be begging to get on my knees and suck you off? You know for a politician, you’re quite dense.” Despite his rant, Levi gets up from the bed and walks over to where Erwin is standing by the lounge chairs. Like this, he stands just a little above his shoulder thanks to the heels. When he yanks Erwin’s tie, he doesn’t have to reach up as much.
“I apologize for being so late. Something came up,” Erwin says. He puts his hands on Levi’s waist and rubs apologetic circles.
Levi puts the discarded tie on the armchair and begins to unbutton his suit jacket. “Busy day ruining the lives of many people? I can see how that can be tiring.” He moves on to his belt buckle.
“Hm.” Erwin responds. He doesn’t know what to say to that. They do their best to not mention Erwin’s profession when they’re together, but Levi is clearly upset. It usually puts a damper in both of their moods. Erwin, because that’s work and it’s a constant cause of stress in his life, and Levi because he hates politicians. They don’t speak about it because the point of Erwin requesting Levi’s service is to de-stress, and quite frankly, it isn’t very appropriate bedroom talk.
Erwin slips off his jacket and Levi grabs it, setting it next to the other garments. When Levi reaches for the buttons of his dress shirt, he grabs his hands and holds them to his lips. “I really am sorry for making you wait so long,” he says, kissing one of Levi’s wrists and then his palm. Levi yanks his arms away and puts them back to work on the buttons of his shirt. “It’s whatever,” he says. “I basically just got paid to sit on my ass for two hours.”
At that statement, Erwin is reminded of Levi’s attire. He reaches down to grab Levi’s ass above the skirt. “I sincerely apologize to this lovely ass then.” He gropes and pets it as if actually trying to soothe it. Levi scoffs but the corners of his lips tug slightly upwards. “You’re stupid,” he says. He reaches the last button just as Erwin slides his hands under the skirt to feel his bare ass. Levi isn’t wearing underwear, not even panties. Levi sighs softly and tries to push Erwin’s shirt off but the hands on his ass pull apart his cheeks and dig closer to his entrance. Erwin’s eyes widen a fraction when his fingers skim the familiar feel of plastic.
“Are you-” He grips Levi’s hips and turns him around to bend him over the armchair. Just as he suspected, there was bedazzled, silver anal plug embedded in the ravens ass.
“I had that thing in me for like an hour,” Levi says with a huff.
Erwin feels like scum. He really does. Here is little Levi, having waited hours for him, all dolled up with a plug up his ass to make sex more convenient for Erwin. “Aww baby,” he coos. “Daddy’s sorry.”
Levi scoffs and turns back to look at him, “You’ve got some balls thinking I’m in the mood for that kind of shit right now.” He’s bluffing. Erwin recognizes the slight flush of pink on his pale cheeks and the slight arch of his back as he leans into the chair. But it seems like he has his work cut out for him if Levi’s foul mouth is anything to go by. He could easily just tell Levi to knock it off and please him- it’s what he pays a large sum of money for. And Levi would do it; it’s his job after all. But he and Levi have long since abandoned that relationship. Maybe not on paper, but between implicit words and actions.
Not to mention that the payoff for sex is far greater when there’s a chase - a push and pull between two pent up bodies. It wouldn’t be stress relief for Erwin if all he got out of this exchange was a quick release. If he wanted that then he could just use his hand, or his wife, or hire another escort. He’s done it before. Before he settled with Levi, he went through several different escorts, fucked his stress into plenty of pliant bodies. But it was never enough.
He found himself craving something more - something more gratifying. And when Levi came into the hotel room of the casino that first night, demanding to see the money upfront and making snarky remarks in response to Erwin’s advances, so expressively fearless, he felt a spark he hadn’t felt in years. He felt a spark he had never even experienced in his twelve years of married life.
And about Levi. He’s come to conclude that Levi deserves more than just a nut in him, more than just the filthy money. He wants to give Levi stress relief too, wants to give him paramount pleasure so that he too, can forget about everything else but their union. To put it plainly, he wants to have sex with Levi and he wants him to enjoy it.
It amuses Erwin. That Levi, with all his brash words and harsh glares, was currently bent over a chair with a butt plug up his ass.
“You’re being extra bratty today. You said it yourself: you got paid an extra two hours to just sit around on your phone...or did you miss me that much?”
“Oh fuck off. You know I hate waiting. I just wanted to get this over with.” He can practically hear the eyeroll.
Erwin grabs onto the plug and swivels it around, teasing Levi’s hole. “Do you speak to all of your clients like that?” Levi is doing his best to keep a passive face but Erwin knows he must be so utterly pent up right now.
“Only to old, ugly geezers like you,” Levi says.
Erwin chuckles and gives Levi’s ass a light smack before saying, “You know I’m neither of those things.”
It’s true. Erwin knows that Levi gets a lot of clients and most of them tend to be much older than himself. And he’ll bet none of them are nearly as good looking as he is. He may not be in his prime anymore, with washboard abs and defined waistline, but he’s retained most of his charming features and he’s maintained a good shape for the age he is. He’s also confident that Levi thinks he’s attractive.
“Just get on with it.” Levi drops his head on the chair top as if he’s actually bored. Erwin has a lot of work to do indeed. Levi is tired and angry, but he’s going to make sure that he fucks all coherent thoughts out of that little body. In due time.
He keeps one hand on the plug but uses the other to grab Levi’s jaw and turn his face upward. He finds Levi’s eyes. “I’ve missed you,” he quietly admits. Instead of waiting for a response, he leans in to lock lips with Levi.
He and Levi engage in a slow, passionate kiss, taking their time to re-acquaint themselves with each other's lips. Erwin really has missed Levi. And not just for his body; he’s missed that sharp tongue, that smoldering gaze, that assertive tone. The raven really was good company, even if most of what they did consisted of harmless banter followed by rough sex.
Levi must have missed him too. He reciprocates Erwin’s kiss just as passionately and eagerly lets his tongue slip into his mouth. Erwin reaches down to grab both of Levi’s legs and lifts them up so that he’s kneeling on the chair cushion instead. Levi barely acknowledges the blatant display of manhandling. He bites Erwin’s bottom lip hard before letting go to ask, “Are you gonna fuck me or what?”
Erwin kneels down behind Levi. “I don’t think I will just yet. I would like to make it up to you. Show you just how sorry I am.” Erwin pushes the skirt of Levi’s dress up until it’s practically flipped over. He removes the butt plug with a soft squelch and presses a kiss to the now empty hole. Finally, Levi gives him a small gasp. But he’s once again placed his head on the back of the chair. Erwin does love challenges.
He kisses the rim again, this time keeping his lips on there for a while longer, sucking lightly. Holding Levi’s cheeks open, he begins lapping at the hole with his tongue. Levi shifts his legs slightly, opening them up wider. Erwin repeatedly licks over the hole, making it wet with his saliva. Meanwhile his hands are kneading Levi’s ass the way he knows he likes it.
He loves pleasing Levi. One of his favorite things about sex is witnessing the tell tale signs of pleasure and ectasy overtaking a warm body. Desperate panting, shaking limbs, faces distorted in pleasure, all done by his very own hands is something Erwin will never tire of. To him, there is nothing more gratifying than turning a normally grounded person into a slobbering, teary-eyed mess. He finds that this look suits some better than others, however. He’s had plenty of lovers and he’s defiled many, but no one comes close to the satisfaction he gets from fucking Levi senseless. To have such a stoic man succumb to pure, unadulterated bliss. He wants to completely and utterly unravel him. A deeper, far more sinister part of himself wants to make Levi into Pavlov’s dog, train him to associate Erwin’s presence with obedience and mind-numbing fucking. But maybe he’s just power hungry.
Right now, he’s alternating between sucking on his rim and licking it sloppily. He gulps everytime he comes back from a lick as if he’s actually drinking up Levi’s wet cunt. Levi is now making these little noises that only spur him on. He pokes his tongue inside and quickly takes it back out. Levi gasps and pushes back. Erwin wants Levi to let loose so he allows him to bounce back onto his face. Let’s him swivel his ass frantically to try and get more of Erwin’s mouth on him. But it’s not enough, it never is. The human tongue isn’t very large and it can only go so far in, can only move so much, can only give Levi so much pleasure.
Still, Erwin continues to suck, lick, and press against the ring of muscle so that Levi keeps making those beautiful noises. The lube that was used to push the butt plug in is spilling out of his hole now, having been scooped out by his tongue. He uses his tongue to spread it all around Levi’s asshole and then plunges his tongue back in to taste more.
Levi is full on moaning now, he’s clenching the fabric of the armchair in his hands, and his head is thrown back. He’s using his thighs to keep rocking back on Erwin’s face and the cock between his legs swings at the action.
Erwin gives one more kiss to his rim before he quickly gets up. Levi chokes on a moan and looks back at him with wide eyes. They’re glassy, yet not quite there with tears. His hair, however, is slightly disheveled and his legs are spread far wider than before, making the arch of his back more prominent. “Why’d you stop?” He sounds irritated.
“I’m just getting some lube, baby.” Erwin walks over to the bedside drawer to do so. When he comes back, Levi’s head is back on the chair but this time he’s breathing shallowly. He reaches over to caress the back of Levi’s neck and pet his hair, although he’s careful not to push off the headband.
He lowers himself again and squirts a generous amount of lube in his hand. He dives back into Levi’s ass, pulling an ass cheek aside with one hand and pushing his tongue in and out vehemently. Levi moans loudly and starts to reach down to touch his dick but Erwin beats him to it. Using his cum slick hand, he grabs onto Levi’s cock and starts pumping it. He tugs it down in time with the movements of his mouth. He presses his thumb against Levi’s rim while still eating him out and rubs it up and down. The hand tugging on Levi’s cock is making wet clapping sounds. Levi’s face is pressed against the armchair, muffling his moans but they’ve increased in frequency.
Instead of swiveling his hips in circular motions, Levi begins moving them up and down, catching Erwin’s nose on his rim with every swipe. “Ahh” Erwin keeps his tongue out, letting Levi do all of the work, let’s him use the bottom half of his face to rub his cunt onto. “Mm oh shi-shit.” The hand on Levi’s cock continues to tug as Levi’s movements become more erratic. When Levi gives another long, drawn out curse, Erwin backs away slightly.
“Do you feel good, baby boy? Is daddy forgiven yet?” he asks.
“Fu-” The hand on Levi’s cock speeds up. “Fuck you,” Levi manages to get out. Although he still sounds rather muffled and quite breathless. He tries to chase Erwin’s face with his hips. Levi’s cock is leaking and Erwin’s pants are painfully tight now so Erwin stops his movements, eliciting a whine from Levi.
He takes a moment to discard the rest of his clothes before settling himself on the bed. He rests back against the headboard, spreads his legs, and languidly strokes his cock. “Levi, won't you join me?”
From his position, he has a clear view of Levi climbing off the armchair. He stumbles a bit when he gets up, both from his shaky legs and because of the heels. He takes the time to pat down the dress and fix his headband. It’s very cute, Erwin thinks. When Levi looks back up, Erwin is entirely smitten. His hair is slightly messy, the left side of his face is red where his cheek rested on the chair, his neck is also a pretty, warm color, and his eyes are shining with latent tears. It's like making art.
Levi makes his way over carefully, a little less sure of himself now. He stops just short of the bed and asks, “can I take my heels off, daddy?” Of course Levi would use that name only when he wants something.
“No,” Erwin says. “I’d like them on.”
And then his heart swoons a bit because Levi actually pouts. He climbs onto the bed, crawling over to Erwin like a cat, and he’s again reminded that Levi is an escort and therefore an expert in seduction. The thought displeases him more than he’d like to admit.
Levi stops just above his cock. He gives Erwin a coy look and, while maintaining eye contact, lowers himself onto his forearms to ghost his breath over his cock. Erwin just watches him as Levi leaves kittenish licks on his head. He does it the same way a kitten would lap up milk. His cock gives a twitch.
Before he can go any further, he cups Levi’s cheek and tells him, “none of that now. Come sit on my lap.” Levi gives a bemused expression but does as he’s told, skirt falling onto his own thighs when he sits.
“Never thought you’d turn down a blow job.”
He normally wouldn’t but he’s missed Levi too much and he still feels sorry for stunting their night. “I told you I wanted to make it up to you, didn’t I?” Erwin places his hands on Levi’s hips and smirks. “Did you miss me?”
This time he does see Levi roll his eyes. He doesn’t look Erwin in the eyes, instead choosing to look at his chest and placing his hands there. “Of course I did.”
Erwin doesn’t know how much of that is genuine and how much if it was just said to appease a client. He admits he would like to have Levi to himself, but that doesn’t seem to be in their cards at the moment. So he’ll settle; he may not have Levi physically, but he knows that he can fuck him good enough he thinks of no man but himself.
He reaches over to the nightstand to grab a condom. As soon as he retrieves it, Levi snatches the packet from his hand and tears it open with his mouth. He drags the condom down his cock, using both his hands to emphasize his size. He uses this opportunity to grope it. “You’re so fucking big. I wish I could suck you off right now.”
Erwin chuckles and says, “maybe next time, darling.”
He pecks Levi’s forehead and then hoists him up to line up his entrance to the head of his cock. Levi holds Erwin’s cock to help guide it in, using his thighs to slowly impale himself on the broad length. As Levi sinks down, Erwin lets out a low groan. He’s now painfully aware of just how long he’s gone without feeling Levi’s heat around him. It feels divine to finally be engulfed by that tight heat again. Levi’s face is contorted in pleasure, not a hint of pain thanks to the plug.
Erwin would prefer to feel Levi’s bareskin but he’s not quite ready for that yet. Seeing Levi in a maid dress makes him smitten. It’s over the shoulder, showing off his pretty collarbones, and there’s a soft choker wrapped around his petite neck that he wants to replace with his own hand.
He can’t decide where to put his hands so he runs them up and down, grazing Levi’s torso down to his waist, his ass, and thighs.
Levi doesn’t need instructions; he immediately starts grinding his hips, holding on to Erwin’s pecs for leverage. Erwin finally settles his hands on Levi’s waist and expands his fingers. His hands are so big and Levi’s waist is so small, his fingers almost touch. He groans at the realization. “You fit perfectly in my hands.”
Levi is still moving slowly, trying to find the best angle. “Are you gonna fuck me or are you just gonna sit on your lazy ass and watch?”
Erwin just leans forward and begins kissing his throat. “I like you like this.” Another kiss. “You can use my cock to fuck yourself for a bit. And then I’ll take you.” Levi whines. He must be so frustrated, having been denied for nearly three hours now. But Erwin promises to make it worth it.
Levi begins gyrating his hips, bouncing lightly in Erwin’s lap. Erwin moves to wrap his arms behind Levi’s back to give him better stability but continues to kiss at his neck. “No marks,” Levi reminds him. Erwin nips his earlobe, “I know,” he mutters.
Levi gasps loudly and starts frantically flicking his hips upwards. Erwin bends his knees slightly pushing Levi further down which makes his prostate hit the cock of his head straight on. “Mmph,” Levi moans. He leans back to place his hands on Erwin’s knees and uses this new leverage to bounce on Erwin’s cock faster.
Erwin loves the way Levi’s body arches back, loves the way his mouth opens and closes every time he lands back on his cock. But he wants to see more. So he firmly grabs Levi’s hips, effectively stopping his bouncing. Levi continues to try circling his hips, whining in frustration when Erwin only holds him tighter. “Hold on a second, baby. I’m going to take off this stuffy dress of yours.” Levi nods briefly, too stunned at having his pleasure cut so abruptly to respond. Erwin smiles.
It would be a shame to ruin the dress though. As much as wants to go back to have Levi ride him, he decides to take it off patiently. The zipper is located in the back of the dress so Erwin has to encourage a reluctant Levi to get up and turn around. Levi pushes himself up and releases his cock with a pop, which springs back up at being released. Levi turns and kneels beside Erwin to give him prime access. He pulls the zipper down and helps Levi’s arms out of the sleeves. The rest of the dress has to be pulled from under him so Levi does so quickly, shoving the rest down his legs and over his heels. Surprisingly, Levi tosses the dress aside which lands crumpled on the floor and quickly turns back around to crawl back to Erwin.
Erwin holds up a hand to get him to pause. Levi does, and he sits straight up for Erwin to see in all his glory. He looks him up and down, taking in Levi’s smooth, firm body and engraving it in his mind. He looks as gorgeous as ever, and Erwin wishes he could see him like this every damn day. With a hum of approval, Erwin decides to keep the rest of the outfit on. The cute headband, the stockings, the choker and the heels. “Leave the rest on.”
Levi looks like he wants to protest but then he just shrugs, climbing back over Erwin’s lap. He pushes the hair out of his face and then wastes no time grabbing Erwin’s cock to once again push it back in. He lets out a content sigh as he sinks back down. Just as if they never stopped, Levi goes back to place his hands behind himself and starts riding his cock at a fast pace.
Erwin loves this view much better. He can see Levi’s hard nipples and his cock bounce along with his hips. Can see the firm lines of his torso and abdomen, muscles contracting, and a sheen of sweat forming on his body. The black thigh highs and choker look especially sexy now.
Erwin places one of his hands on Levi’s ass just to feel it pivot up and down harshly. The other one goes to play with one of Levi’s nipples. “Tell me how you feel, my sweet baby boy.” Levi reaches over to rest a hand on Erwin’s cheek but continues to flick his hips.
“Mm..it -it feels so good.”
Erwin catches the hazy look in Levi’s eyes before he closes them and throws his head back. He hums, satisfied with the turn of events. He’s given the reins to Levi for a while, letting him take control of his own pleasure to ease his previous irritation. But he will soon take over and remind Levi why he’s better than all of his other clients. To show him what it really means to have sex, to fuck until it’s impossible to forget the feeling of their bodies slotted togther long after all of this is over.
“Did you miss daddy’s cock?” he pushes.
Levi looks lost in the pleasure, but Erwin knows that he can hold on to his sensibility much longer than the average person. “Maybe,” he says. “I-i’m doing all the work here,” he stammers out. “If i-” a moan. “If I wanted to ride cock I would just - ah- use my dildo.”
Erwin smirks. Levi’s nothing if not stubborn. He grabs Levi’s thighs and pushes them forward. Levi flails a bit at the unexpected movement, before falling back on Erwin’s legs with a sharp “oof.” Still holding Levi’s legs, he pushes them away from himself to watch how his cock expands the rim of Levi’s cunt. He moves his hips forward slowly, watching how his large, veiny cock slides in and out of Levi. It looks unnatural almost, that something that big can fit, and even move so smoothly past the tight ring of muscle attached to such a small body.
Levi lets out a long, drawn out moan at having Erwin finally move. But he still manages to get out, “You’re such a pervert.”
Erwin just chuckles. He grabs Levi’s hips to pull him closer so his ass is flush to Erwin’s pelvis and his legs are on either side of Erwin’s biceps. Levi tries to get back up but Erwin starts thrusting into him before he can. He falls back with a moan, arms scrambling to hold onto the bed sheets as Erwin continues to push his hip forward into Levi’s awaiting heat. The position isn’t ideal; he can only move so much with his legs planted parallel to the mattress, so Erwin gets up to reposition himself so he’s on his knees instead, holding up Levi to do so.
He stands on his knees, using the power of his arms to hold up the lower half of Levi’s body and fuck him incessantly. He holds onto Levi’s spread thighs, feels the softness of the stockings, and rams into him, sending the upper half of Levi’s lithe body up the mattress.
“Oh fuck,” Levi moans, hands clenching the sheets as his knuckes turn white.
“Is this what you wanted?” Erwin asks. “Huh? You waited all night long for daddy’s cock. You couldn’t wait to be filled up. Is that right?”
Levi lets out a desperate whine. He continues, “you looked so good for me today. You look so pretty in your little outfit. Like such a good boy. You’re a good boy, Levi.”
Finally, he can see tears prick those silver eyes- can see the way Levi’s breath hitches at his words. “Fuck. Harder,” he pleads.
Erwin grabs Levi’s knees to press his legs together and starts fucking him down on his cock. “Ah!” Levi yells out. With only his shoulders and arms on the bed, and his legs prisoner to Erwin’s arms, there’s nothing he can do but let Erwin use his body. Erwin keeps his gaze on nothing but Levi’s face as he fucks. There are tears staining his pretty, black eyelashes now and his mouth seems permanently hung open. Erwin switches to grabbing onto Levi’s ass, legs still together, and pushing him back down repeatedly. It’s moments like these he adores how petite Levi is. He’s fucking him down on his cock as if he were pulling a lever.
Levi is full on moaning now, body shivering in pleasure. He makes these high pitched little sounds every time Erwin shoves his ass onto his cock. All that pent up sexual frustration must be catching up to him now. “Tell me how it feels, baby,” he urges.
He sees Levi begin to say something but he chokes on his words when Erwin swivels Levi’s ass on his cock, gyrating his hips slowly the same way Levi was when riding him earlier. “Daddy,” he says. “Daddy please.” A lone tear streams down his cheek. The desperation in his face matches the desperation in his voice, and Erwin moans. His cock twitches inside of Levi at the name, and Levi lets out a sob.
“Tell daddy exactly what it is you want.”
Levi sniffles. “I want daddy -mph to -to let me, ugh, let me touch myself. Please,” he adds.
Ewin throws both of Levi’s legs over his shoulder. “Go ahead. Touch yourself baby.”
Levi’s hand shoots to jerk himself off, letting out a high pitched mewl as he does. Erwin holds on to both of Levi’s legs and fuck forward into him ruthlessly. Levi’s moaning brokenly now, voice cracking whenever he tries an exclamation of “fuck” or “yes.” The frilly headband has completely left Levi’s head by now. His hair is completely disheveled from thrashing around the mattress, and there are tears freely spilling down his face. It only spurs Erwin on to thrust harder, faster.
“Ha, daddy!”
The sound of his heavy balls slapping Levi’s ass is delicious, the sound of Levi’s heels clacking together even more so. At this point, the bed is creaking loudly, headboard tapping the wall behind them. There’s almost no warning when Levi cums. His body jerks as strings of cum blow out of his cock and he simultaneously chants Erwin’s name with each spurt.
Erwin watches in admiration, endlessly pleased with Levi’s fucked out expression and the fact that he said his name as he came.He gives it a second before he pushes Levi’s legs back until he’s bent in half, engulfing his small body with his much larger one as he presses forward. His cock is still rock hard and Levi still looks so delectable.
He pulls his cock out until only his head is kissing Levi’s entrance and pushes back in achingly slowly. Levi whines and his legs quiver. “Daddy? I-”
“Daddy’s not done yet,” he interrupts him.
Erwin starts snapping his hips into Levi’s cunt. The stream of tears that roll down Levi’s face come a lot quicker this time as a result of his oversensitivity. He pivots and pushes his hips into Levi’s hole viciously, making Levi’s hole a victim of his violent thrusts. “Ah-ah, mm.” There’s drool dribbling out of the corner of Levi’s lips and his eyes are seemingly lost, there must not be a thought in that pretty head other than Erwin’s cock degrading his hole.
He abruptly stops his hips and leans over so his face is mere inches from Levi’s. “Did you miss me, baby boy?” he asks for surely the last time tonight. Levi is looking at him but not really; his eyes are on Erwin but they’re clouded, almost lifeless. If Erwin didn’t know better, he’d think Levi was unconscious. He wipes off some of the spit that had dribbled out of Levi’s mouth, “Hm?” he eggs on.
“Yes daddy,” Levi says quietly. “I missed you so much.” A hiccup. “Missed your large cock stuffing me full. Please daddy.” Another hiccup. “Please cum in me.”
Satisfied, Erwin leans back and begins thrusting shallowly, still holding onto Levi’s thighs. He kisses Levi’s clothed knee and picks up the pace again. “Good boy,” he says and Levi sniffles. He grabs onto Levi’s hips and sits back on his heels, dragging Levi’s lower body onto his lap and pulling his hips to meet his thrusts. He groans as Levi’s hole pulsates at being penetrated after orgasming, like his body is trying to push out the intruding member. But Erwin only continues to fuck into his wrecked body. Levi’s body convulses as he lets out another load of cum. “Ah!” he yelps. It’s less cum this time but his body still quivers from the shock of another orgasim ripping through him.
Erwin jackhammers his cock into the, now even tighter, hole. He manhandles Levi’s hips so they circle his cock as he thrusts. “Agh -Levi. You’re so tight. It feels so good inside of you baby.”
Levi scrambles, kicking his legs out and pushing at Erwin’s thighs in an attempt to stop the overstimulation. Erwin holds him still and fucks him like an animal, self-restraint completely obliterated. Levi’s body twitches as he lets out another premature orgasm. No sounds come out of him this time, only a silent scream as his eyes roll to the back of his head. Erwin shoots his load into the condom right after that. Levi’s blissed out expressions are always what does him in. He moans loudly as he cums hard into the condom.
Levi squirms again and whimpers. This time, Erwin does pull out of the raven, pinching the end of the condom so it stays on. Levi gives a kick and then turns on his side, trying to catch his breath.
Erwin gets up to throw out the soiled condom and retrieve a washcloth from the bathroom. He quickly rinses his mouth as well.
He goes back to the bed, sitting beside Levi and cleaning his abdomen with the towel. Levi’s breathing raggedly and his eyelids are closed, but they flutter slightly at the wet sensation. Absent-mindedly, Erwin rubs his other hand up and down Levi’s thigh, trying to calm him back down. Soon after, the towel is discarded somewhere on the floor and Erwin leans over to peck Levi’s cheek.
Just as he’s about to get up, Levi stirs and opens his eyes. There’s a wistful look to them when he asks, “are you staying?”
The hand on Levi’s thigh stills. Levi’s only asked this a couple of times, only until recently. And Erwin’s answer is always the same, “no.” He never does. “I have to go back.”
Back home.
It lingers in the back of both of their minds. On Friday’s, Erwin can pretend for a couple of hours that he doesn’t have the profession he has, that he isn’t married, and that Levi is his lover. But the night always ends, and with it their relationship. Erwin always leaves to go back to his family and Levi leaves to do- to do what Erwin now wishes he didn’t.
He takes his time looking into Levi’s eyes, still a little bit glossy, a little bit hazy, but radiant nonetheless, before leaning down to capture his lips. They kiss tenderly for what feels like minutes but couldn’t have been more than seconds because their time is running short. Erwin starts to retreat but then changes his mind and goes back for another wet kiss. He pulls away again only for Levi to be the one to push forward and kiss him again. “I have to leave,” Erwin whispers against his mouth. He presses his lips to Levi one last time before pushing off with his whole body, this time more determined.
Levi remains on the bed and it’s hard to read him. Erwin tries but Levi has shut the windows of his eyes once again and wears his familiar impenetrable expression. Erwin sighs but he doesn’t know what else to say so walks back to his clothes to get ready. Behind him he hears Levi’s heels drop to the ground. He’s getting ready to leave as well.
For a moment Erwin questions why Levi would ask him to stay if he had another client waiting, but he decides to push the thought away. Instead, he finishes putting on his clothes and walks to the door. He looks behind him one last time to see Levi not looking at him, but at the ground instead. Erwin feels his heart squeeze but he wills himself to turn away and head out the door