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Levi Ackerman came back home, with an aching back and an equally aching neck, and wanted nothing more but a hot, steamy bath and his ever gentle husband.
He was never an imaginative man, but Eren, his sweet, sweet man, had never fail to put in pictures into his mind; rating from simply touching to downright obscene. Levi had imagined Eren's firm fingers kneeling into his shoulders, and had pictured flitting kisses being pressed against his nape while he himself was but a soft putty in Eren's hand. Perhaps Eren would be teasing, and Levi, the tightly coiled spring he was, would be unwound by his brat's skillful fingers fisting around his own thickness. That could soon follow by a lewd tightness swallowing his cock, and-
Levi caught himself not a second too soon, for Eren was now opening the front door, full of cheeky and hinting smiles.
"You were late," Eren bit his lips, his eyes seemingly suggestive, and Levi, having just registered his husband, felt his jaw dropped; Eren, his sweet man, was currently draped deliciously in a Chinese Qi Pao; a prime epitome of alluring sexiness. Levi's lust raged; a roaring fire of yearning, and his voice was seared useless.
"E-Eren... Fuck-" The front door was slammed shut, and Levi flipped his husband over his shoulder and plowed straight into their shared bedroom.
"You little minx," he slid Eren onto the bed, heart shuttering when he saw Eren spreading his legs, and tried as he might, Levi knew the on coming sex was going to be rough and senseless.
"Do you like it?" Eren smirked, his cerulean eyes gleaming with certain smugness. He laid spread eagled, his hardness curved proudly against the snug dress without being contained by his boxer.
"Come here, Levi," Eren grinned, his eyes insinuating and sinful, "make me yours..." Slightly overwhelmed, Levi breathed, "with pleasure, my doll." Removing clothing was but a matter of seconds, and Levi's arms soon caged his beauty, his lips molding against Eren's with feverish passion. "Look," He dipped his hip into a slow roll, and Eren gasped, feeling a pressing hardness against his own cock.
"Say, wouldn't you take responsibility for it, my doll?"