Bottom Zeke Week 2022
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Erwin walked in the front door of the apartment, smelling some sort of chicken dish that his boyfriend, Zeke, had probably made. Erwin hung up his coat and took off his shoes, going into the kitchen to find dishes in the sink and pots and pans all over the stove still from whatever Zeke had made for dinner. He frowned, exiting the kitchen and looking into the living room to find his boyfriend passed out on the couch, an empty plate next to him on the coffee table. He must’ve made dinner and fell asleep after eating without cleaning up after himself. This would be the third time he would have to remind Zeke to clean up, and he was admittedly getting sick of it. He and Zeke had been together for about two years now, and had established a sexual and intimate relationship where Erwin was Zeke’s daddy, and Zeke was his baby boy. So he would have to keep his baby boy in line, make sure he listened to his daddy next time; took him seriously. Erwin leaned over to press a kiss to Zeke’s forehead, gently stroking his cheek before placing his hands on his boyfriend’s shoulders and shaking him away carefully. Zeke’s eyes opened sleepily, smiling up at Erwin softly before yawning and rubbing his eyes. “Daddy,” Zeke sighed happily, holding his arms out, “You’re home.” Erwin stood there with his hands on his hips, frowning down at him, “I am. And you’re in trouble. What did Daddy say about cleaning up after yourself in the kitchen? It’s a mess in there, Ezekiel.” Zeke flinched at the use of his full name, whimpering quietly, “I… I’m sorry, Daddy. I’ll clean it up, I promise.” “That’s not the point, Zeke,” Erwin scolded, “The point is that you didn’t listen to me after I’ve told you twice already to clean up when you’re done in the kitchen.” Zeke tugged at the bottom of his own shirt with his fists nervously, looking down at the floor, “Daddy, I’m really sorry… I’ll listen, I promise!” “I’m sure you will,” Erwin sighed, “But you know you’re in trouble, don’t you? You know that Daddy’s gonna have to spank you for being so naughty.” Zeke shook his head, eyes widening a little, “N-No… please don’t. I’ll go clean it all up right now - and I won’t make anymore messes!” Erwin held his hand out to Zeke, “Come on, baby. Let’s go into the bedroom. You know you’re not getting out of this without a spanking.” Zeke looked a little fearful. It certainly wasn’t his first spanking, and likely wouldn’t be his last. Zeke was a good baby, but sometimes he could really misbehave. Zeke took Erwin’s hand anyway, knowing that the consequences of disobeying further would only dig himself into a deeper hole. And besides, if he listened to Erwin now, his spanking might not be as harsh; Erwin might grant mercy on him. The two went into their bedroom, Erwin sitting on the edge and patting his lap. Zeke knew the routine. His hands were shaking with anticipation for what was to come, and he began to take down his pants and boxers, pooling them at his knees before draping himself over Erwin’s lap. He took off his glasses next, setting them on the bed next to Erwin, as they would get foggy from all his huffing and whimpering during his punishment. “My my,” Erwin teased, running his hand over Zeke’s ass gently, “Still so red from when I spanked you yesterday, aren’t you? You just can’t stay out of trouble.” Zeke had gotten a spanking the day before for talking back to Erwin; he’d snapped at his boyfriend over something he thought he knew, but Erwin had turned out to be right, so he’d taken Zeke over his knee right there on the couch and gave him a few good spanks before sending him to bed. “I’m sorry, Daddy,” Zeke whimpered, “I want to be good.” “You know what I think?” Erwin smirked, fingers running over the parting of Zeke’s ass, watching him shiver from the touch, “I think you like getting punished. Is that true, Zeke? You like it when your Daddy bends you over his knee and spanks your sorry ass?” Zeke clung to Erwin’s thigh and shook his head, but Erwin could see the heavy blush across his boyfriend’s face, and chuckled as he took both his hands and pried Zeke’s asscheeks open, “Hmm, I can see you’ve been fingering yourself while I was gone. Did you get off to the thought of me finding the kitchen all messy, throwing you over my knee, and spanking you like the bad little boy you are?” Zeke couldn’t help but moan at Erwin’s words, and Erwin could feel his boyfriend’s cock twitching against his leg. Erwin spread his knees apart a little further so that Zeke couldn’t get any friction, much to the bearded man’s dismay. Erwin gently thumbed at the puffy hole in front of him, sliding the tip of his thumb inside with ease as Zeke groaned from the intrusion. “Well,” Erwin sighed as he pulled his thumb back up, much to Zeke’s disappointment, “Maybe if you take your spanking like a good boy, Daddy will put something inside this slutty hole of yours.” Zeke nodded eagerly, arching his ass up a little, “Y-Yes… please, Daddy.” “Good boy,” Erwin praised, palm running up and down Zeke’s ass, “Now, how many do you think my baby boy deserves?” Zeke squirmed a little under Erwin’s touch, wriggling his ass to keep his boyfriend’s attention, “I… I think I deserve ten, Daddy.” “Ten it is,” Erwin raised his palm, feeling Zeke flinch in anticipation before he delivered a harsh spank to his right cheek, jiggling the asscheek a little bit after spanking it, “I want you to count ten of them, and then Daddy’s gonna give you a little more, okay?” Zeke yelped at the first hit before nodding, “Y-Yes, Daddy… o-one.” “Good job,” Erwin cooed, “Don’t squirm away now. Take it like Daddy’s good boy, yeah?” Zeke nodded, clinging tightly to Erwin’s thigh as a few more slaps were delivered to his ass, alternating cheeks and leaving a stinging in their wake. Zeke continued to count, gasping out each number and moaning breathily, his cock bouncing up against his stomach in arousal. By ten, Zeke was crying out on the hits, as Erwin had made them harsher the longer he went on. He was sniffling by the tenth hit, tears forming in his eyes as he cried out ‘ten!’. Erwin soothingly ran his hand over the reddened, hot skin, sighing a little. “You know Daddy doesn’t like having to punish his boy,” Erwin murmured, “Do you promise you’ll be good?” Zeke sniveled pathetically, nodding his head frantically as if to try and get out of the rest of his punishment. But Erwin wasn’t just going to let him get away with what he’d done, and he held tightly to Zeke’s waist so the man wouldn’t wriggle away, and raised his hand, delivering smack after smack to Zeke’s behind. Zeke cried out, kicking his legs and trying to squirm away from the pain. Despite his painful cries, he was hard as a rock between his legs, Erwin could feel it bumping against his thigh with every hit. “I’m sorry!” Zeke sobbed, “Please, Daddy! Please!” Erwin hit his ass a couple more times in quick succession before stopping altogether, starting to rub Zeke’s ass to soothe it after his spanking. Zeke was hiccuping, sobs racking his shoulders. Erwin sighed and helped him sit up, carefully maneuvering him so that Zeke was now straddling Erwin’s waist, hugging onto him tight. “You did a good job taking your punishment, baby,” Erwin whispered, pressing kisses to his cheek, “Do you want your reward now? You got really hard when Daddy spanked you. I could make you feel good, honey.” Zeke clung to Erwin, sniffling into his shoulder and nodding, “Y-Yeah… I want you to touch me, Daddy.” Erwin smiled a little and kneaded Zeke’s red asscheeks between his hands, trying to make them feel a little better. He raised his hand to spit on his fingers, moving those fingers between his cheeks and pressing them against his hole. Since Zeke must’ve fingered himself while Erwin was gone at work, there wasn’t much resistance, and Erwin was able to push two fingers in with ease. Zeke moaned in his ear, nuzzling his face in the crook of Erwin’s neck and whimpering as Erwin started to finger him. “Shh,” Erwin cooed, “That’s right, baby. Such a good boy, taking your punishment like that. I’m so proud of you.” Zeke groaned, getting off on Erwin’s praise as he ground his erection against Erwin’s shirt, “D-Daddy… I want you to fuck me, Daddy.” “Mmm,” Erwin hummed, fucking his fingers in and out at a steady pace, “Do you? Beg Daddy, precious. Daddy wants to hear you beg him for it.” “Please,” Zeke gave him instantly, bouncing his ass back against Erwin’s fingers, “Please, Daddy. I want your cock so bad… want you to fuck me, Daddy. Will you please fuck your good little boy?” Erwin sighed contently, kissing Zeke’s shoulder gently and adding a third finger, “Good boy. Daddy’ll fuck you, don’t worry, baby. I know how long you’ve been waiting. You’re Daddy’s patient little boy, aren’t you? So good for me while I’m at work.” Zeke nodded eagerly, tears completely dried by now. He moaned and fucked himself back on Erwin’s fingers desperately, hips rolling back as Zeke hugged onto Erwin tightly. Erwin groaned quietly as he felt Zeke’s ass grinding down against his own erection. He couldn’t wait anymore. “Does my good boy want to ride Daddy? Or do you want Daddy to fuck your ass into the mattress?” Erwin asked, curling his fingers to find that sweet spot. Once he’d found it, Zeke cried out, and Erwin kept fucking into that spot, listening to Zeke moan and pant. “I… I want Daddy to fuck my ass into the mattress,” Zeke whined, “Please, Daddy?” Erwin nodded, lifting Zeke as he stood up and tossing him onto the bed, ordering, “On your hands and knees, sweetheart. Daddy’s gonna give you just what you want, okay?” Erwin watched Zeke pull off his shirt and toss it aside before getting on his hands and knees, fully in the nude now as his red ass shining like a beacon as he lay face down ass up in the sheets. Erwin felt himself shiver from how aroused he was, and he hurriedly began to tug his pants and boxers off, his straining cock leaping from the material to rest against his stomach. He pulled off his shirt as well, knowing he’d get sweaty, and climbed onto the bed, tugging at his cock a few times to get ready. Zeke wriggled his ass in impatience, and Erwin refrained from smacking his ass to scold him for being impatient; the poor boy had been through enough of a punishment today. Erwin pulled one of his cheeks back, rubbing his cock against Zeke’s stretched hole before starting to push in. Zeke let out one long moan as Erwin filled him, bottoming out quickly as he gripped Zeke’s hips in his hands. “There’s a good boy,” Erwin sighed, “Fuck, such a good boy for me. You like that, baby? You like Daddy’s cock?” Zeke groaned and buried his face in the sheets before lifting his head up again, knowing Erwin would want to hear his noises, “Y-Yes, Daddy. I love it- feels s-so good.” Erwin chuckled softly, rubbing Zeke’s ass gently a few times before he pulled out to the tip and sunk back in with a loud squelch. Zeke groaned, fingers clinging to the sheets below him as he squirmed a little and tried to get more comfortable. Erwin started a steady rhythm at first, pulling Zeke’s ass back to use it like it was meant to be used. Zeke tossed his head back and groaned, eyes rolling to the back of his head as his mouth lulled open with pleasure. “Oh fuck,” Erwin grunted, starting to feel his orgasm build already. Zeke’s ass just felt so good inside, and he couldn’t help it as he picked up the pace, smacking into Zeke’s ass over and over again, “Fuck baby. Such a tight little ass. Daddy loves his baby boy’s pussy.” Zeke moaned loudly, pushing his hips back hungrily against Erwin’s cock, “Daddy!” “Oh god,” Erwin groaned, “Daddy’s not gonna last long with you being so fucking sexy like that, baby. You want Daddy’s cum? Hmm?” Zeke nodded eagerly, a sob tearing from his throat when Erwin hit his prostate straight on, “Daddy! Oh my god! I… I want it- I want it!” “Shh,” Erwin slowed down his thrusts, trying to make himself last a little longer as he rolled his hips up into Zeke’s ass, “Shh, baby. You’ll get it, don’t worry. Daddy’s gonna stuff you.” Zeke whined and whimpered, turning to look over his shoulder, “Ngh- f-fuck my pussy, Daddy. Please-” “God,” Erwin groaned, starting to go to town on Zeke’s ass again. He couldn’t hold himself back, a sweat breaking on his brow as he pounded Zeke’s ass harshly, growling, “Good boy. Good boy, Zeke. Take it, baby. Take it. Just like that.” He felt like he was going crazy, his orgasm building in his gut as he rutted Zeke into the mattress over and over with each thrust. Zeke was just moaning like he was dying, gripping at the sheets desperately. Erwin didn’t even notice that his baby came already, seeing the soiled sheets below him. “Oh god,” Erwin moaned, “Did you cum, baby? So fucking sexy. I swear I don’t know how I got so lucky.” Zeke whimpered, pushing back hungrily and moaning a breathy mantra of ‘Daddy’ repeatedly. Erwin could feel it coming, and he buried himself as deep as he could before cumming inside Zeke’s ass, groaning loudly as he did so. The two sat there like that for a moment, simply trying to catch their breath. Erwin calmed himself enough to pull out, patting Zeke’s ass lightly and muttering, “Good boy, Zeke. Daddy’s proud of you.” Zeke whined and stretched himself out on the bed, careful not to lay in his mess as he tried to get under the covers. Erwin chuckled at how sleepy Zeke already seemed, and he took the top sheet off the bed and tossed it in the hamper before climbing in next to his boyfriend. “Come here, baby,” Erwin cooed, hugging Zeke close as he pressed a kiss to the top of his head, “You did so well today. Get some rest, honey.” But before he could even finish his sentence, he could hear Zeke’s light snores beneath him, and smiled a little before closing his own eyes to fall asleep with him. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Hand me the wine,” Erwin whispered, the two 19-year-olds giggling mischievously as they snuck into the supply closet and shut the door behind them. Zeke handed the wine to Erwin, and the two sat on the ground, leaning against the wall as Erwin worked the cork open with his pocket knife. The two had just finished their last round of training for the year, and had just obtained their Titans a few months prior, so they decided this would be a good time to celebrate their hard work. They’d snuck off from the barracks (they would be getting their own rooms soon enough due to their elevated status as Titan-shifters) to spend some time drinking together. The two had been close friends since they were little; meeting when they both joined the Marley training regiment as kids. Erwin had always been far better than Zeke at the training they’d do, but Zeke had found his own ways of weaseling in with the higher ups and obtaining his Beast Titan through Mr. Ksaver. The cork came out with a pop, and Erwin took a swig of the liquid before handing it off to Zeke, who took a long sip from it as well before setting it between the two of them. Erwin gave Zeke that charming grin he always had, which caused Zeke to blush and look away from him. His friend was admittedly, incredibly handsome, but Zeke had never thought much past that initial thought. Sure, Erwin was hot, but what was he going to do about it? Absolutely nothing, that’s what. “Did you hear that Kai and Bruno got caught last night?” Erwin asked with a chuckle. “Caught?” Zeke raised an eyebrow, “Doing what?” Kai and Bruno were bunkmates that shared the bunk bed across from Erwin and Zeke’s, though Zeke had noticed them becoming incredibly close as of late. He wasn’t sure what had changed, but something was definitely different. “Fucking,” Erwin grinned, as if the word brought him joy to say. Zeke’s eyes widened slightly, “They… They what?!” “Yeah,” Erwin laughed softly, “They got reprimanded big time for it. Someone found them fucking in the showers together.” Zeke was surprised. He didn’t know that men even had sex with one another, let alone that two of their barracks mates were doing it together. Something about the thought of two men fucking set a fire alight in Zeke’s stomach, though he didn’t entirely understand the feeling. “Wow,” Zeke replied in some shock, “I didn’t even know two men could… how did they do it?” “Up the ass,” Erwin commented, taking another swig of wine. “Doesn’t that… hurt?” Zeke asked curiously, wondering how Erwin knew so much about this topic. “Not if you do it right,” Erwin replied, “I read about it in a book once. You have to put your fingers in there first, stretch it open before you can put a dick in there.” Zeke was blushing significantly now, as his curiosity was getting the better of him. Erwin was far more knowledgable in these things than he was. Erwin had likely been with girls before - he was handsome, how could he not? But Zeke had never been with anyone before. In fact, for as long as he could remember, he wasn’t really attracted to women. Erwin was eyeing Zeke curiously, though Zeke wasn’t sure why. He rubbed at an itch on the side of his nose before asking sheepishly, “Have you… Have you done it… with a man? Like… stuck your dick up an ass? Or I guess… had a dick up your ass?” He couldn’t really picture Erwin on the bottom, but he supposed it was possible. Erwin laughed at Zeke’s wording before shaking his head, “No. Never, not either one. I’ve never had sex.” Zeke’s eyes widened in shock, “Never? Like… not even with a woman?” Erwin shook his head with a shy smile, “Not even with a woman.” Zeke was shocked. Erwin, the most charismatic, charming, attractive person he’d ever met, was a virgin?! Zeke almost thought Erwin was pulling his leg, but his friend seemed to be telling the truth. Why would he lie about that, anyways? “Oh,” Zeke mumbled, “Well… me neither.” Erwin nodded a little, “Yeah… sometimes I kind of wish I could just… get it over with, you know what I mean?” Zeke did know what Erwin meant. It was very nerve-wrecking, trying to court somebody, or trying to get somebody to sleep with you. Zeke didn’t have much experience in the matter, but he too sometimes wished he could just get it over with, have sex and be done with it. An idea popped into his mind, and he turned a deep shade of red from the thought. “What?” Erwin asked upon seeing Zeke’s blushing face, “What’s wrong?” “N-Nothing!” Zeke covered his cheeks with his hands, “It’s nothing… I just… I had an idea, but it… it’s stupid. Forget it.” Erwin set down the wine bottle, raising an eyebrow, “What was the idea?” “Nothing,” Zeke insisted, “It’s nothing.” He looked away from Erwin before feeling two fingers on his chin, turning his head to look at his friend in the eyes. Erwin’s eyes were such a soft, gentle blue, and they were making Zeke melt just from looking into them. He could feel his blush only growing worse, his heart beating faster as the two stared into one another’s eyes for a moment. “Were you going to suggest that we have sex?” Erwin asked, and Zeke was realizing now that even Erwin had a light blush on his face. Zeke swallowed thickly, nodding a little before trying to explain himself, “It… It’s stupid. I’m sorry, I don’t know what I was thinking. I’m an idiot-” “No,” Erwin interrupted, caressing Zeke’s cheek gently now, “It’s not stupid. I… I’d be… erm… on board with that idea, if you are.” Zeke couldn’t believe what Erwin was saying. He wanted them to have sex too? But… why? Was it just to get it over with, like they’d been discussing? Or were there… other reasons that Erwin wanted to have sex with him? But Zeke was starting to abandon that fear that was holding him back from what he wanted to do. He and Erwin were still staring into one another’s eyes, as if they were waiting for the other to do something. “Zeke,” Erwin used the two fingers on Zeke’s chin to tug him closer, their lips mere inches apart, “I need to know that you want this too.” Too? Zeke thought. So Erwin did want this. Zeke was breathing a little deeper now, anxiety filling his chest with fear as he nodded in response to Erwin’s question. As soon as he nodded, Erwin moved his hand into Zeke’s hair and pulled him forwards the rest of the way, their noses knocking together awkwardly before their lips met in a fiery kiss. Zeke had never kissed anybody before, certainly not his best friend. Zeke didn’t even know what to do with his hands, and he settled them on Erwin’s chest shakily as Erwin held him around the back of his head with both hands, kissing him feverishly. Their lips were moving against each other hungrily, as if they couldn’t get enough of one another. Zeke was starting to wonder if Erwin had experience with kissing. He seemed to be pretty good at it, as he was taking charge and leading Zeke through it all. But now that Zeke knew that Erwin was a virgin too, he was wondering how they were going to progress to that stage, if Erwin would knew how to take the lead on that too. Because Zeke certainly didn’t know what they were doing, and he was almost certain that he would be on the receiving end of things, the thought of which made his stomach flip with arousal. Erwin pulled away to move the bottle of wine onto a shelf nearby so that it wouldn’t get spilled, before pushing Zeke back gently onto the concrete floor, his hand behind Zeke’s head so that he wouldn’t hit it on the hard surface. Zeke appreciated Erwin’s gentleness, even in their hunger for one another. Erwin climbed on top of Zeke and straddled his waist, leaning down and grasping both sides of his face before kissing him again. “You’re a good kisser,” Erwin whispered against Zeke’s lips, the compliment filling him with pride as the two continued to smooch feverishly. Erwin nibbled at Zeke’s lower lip, the two tonguing at one another. Erwin tasted of coffee and toothpaste, and a little bit of the wine they’d been drinking. He was glad they hadn’t gotten too far into the bottle; he wouldn’t have wanted to do this if they were drunk. Erwin moved his hands from Zeke’s face down his body, swiveling his hips and grinding them down on Zeke’s growing erection. He whimpered at the feeling, not used to someone else touching him down there. Erwin continued to kiss him with a fervor, their hot breath between kisses starting to fog up Zeke’s glasses. Erwin’s hands were picking at Zeke’s shirt buttons, undoing the top ones before pulling away and starting to kiss at Zeke’s chin a couple times and moving to the crook of his neck. He began to lick and suck at the skin there, leaving little bruises on his skin in his wake that had Zeke sighing in contentment. Zeke knew that his friends were certainly going to ask about those, but he could always proudly proclaim they were from a woman to impress them. His pants were getting tighter the more that Erwin was doing to him, and he could feel Erwin’s hard-on too whenever Erwin ground down against him. Erwin kissed down his neck and onto his collarbone, leaving hickies wherever he placed his lips. It was like he was intent on marking Zeke as his own, and something about that made Zeke incredibly aroused. He moaned wantonly, hips bucking against Erwin’s “Shh,” Erwin whispered against his chest as he pulled open Zeke’s shirt, “We don’t wanna get caught like Kai and Bruno, do we?” Zeke whimpered and shook his head, “N-No… it just… it feels good, Erwin.” “Mmm,” Erwin hummed, his lips hovering over one of Zeke’s nipples, “I’m sure it does. But you have to try and keep quiet for me, okay?” Zeke nodded, gasping loudly when Erwin sucked his nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it experimentally. Zeke wasn’t sure if Erwin knew what he was doing, but he knew he could simply communicate with his friend if he needed Erwin to change up the pace. Erwin bit down, causing Zeke to toss his head back and cry out, quickly covering his mouth so that the sound wouldn’t escape. “E-Erwin,” Zeke whimpered, “It’s… It’s too much - can you be a little gentler?” Erwin nodded a little, whispering an apology before taking the nipple back into his mouth and nibbling gentler this time. Zeke groaned at the feeling of his sensitive nipples being played with, Erwin’s other hand pinching and squeezing at his other nipple. Zeke bit his lip, a small groan vibrating past his lips. “God, Zeke,” Erwin sighed, “Your moans are so sexy. You’ve got me all worked up.” Zeke blushed at that, feeling Erwin’s hands grace his hips gently as he panted, “I… I’m worked up too, Erwin. I… I want you to fuck me.” Erwin sucked in a deep breath before groaning quietly at that, leaning over to press a kiss to Zeke’s temple, “I’m going to, don’t you worry.” Erwin started undoing Zeke’s pants and tugging them down until they were around his knees. The two had been naked in front of one another plenty of times, though this time definitely made Zeke more nervous. But Erwin took a moment to kiss Zeke, to calm his racing heart, which Zeke thought was incredibly kind of him. “You’re beautiful,” Erwin whispered against his lips, taking Zeke’s cock into his hand and starting to tug on it harshly. Zeke squirmed uncomfortably. Is this how Erwin liked his cock stroked? Because Zeke wasn’t particularly a fan of how hard he was pulling, though he had liked the compliment, which left him blushing. “E-Erwin,” Zeke whined, “G-Go slower… be gentle with me.” “Oh,” Erwin nodded, “Okay, sorry. I was trying to do it how I like it.” “S okay,” Zeke reassured him, reaching down to place his hand on top of Erwin’s and show him how he should do it before letting go, “Like that.” Erwin started stroking him like he’d shown him, and Zeke groaned, his cock dribbling precum onto Erwin’s hand. Erwin was watching with a sort of fascination on his face, as this was clearly his first experience with another man like this. “Spread your legs, baby,” Erwin requested, and Zeke could feel himself blushing horribly from the nickname. He kicked his pants and boxers off all the way before spreading his legs open, watching Erwin tug at him a few more times before pulling his hand away and spitting into it. “I… It’s not gonna hurt, right?” Zeke asked with some concern as Erwin rubbed the spit around his fingers. Erwin shook his head, “The book I read said it shouldn’t hurt if you do it right. It’ll just be a little uncomfortable at first, but you’ll like it. I’ll go slow, so it won’t hurt.” Zeke nodded a little, feeling the anxiety building in his chest. But he trusted Erwin, so he’d let him try. Plus, he was considerably turned on now; he’d let Erwin fuck him all night if the man wanted to. Erwin’s index finger pressed between his cheeks, and Zeke was thankful he’d taken a shower this morning; that he was clean. Zeke whimpered at the feeling of Erwin’s finger prodding at his hole, squirming a little. “Shh, shh,” Erwin cooed, lying next to Zeke as he began to press the tip of his finger inside that resistant muscle, “Oh shh, relax, baby. I’m here, shh. I’m gonna make you feel so good.” Zeke groaned, burying his face in Erwin’s shoulder and wrapping a leg around Erwin’s thigh to open his legs up further for him. Erwin wriggled the tip of his finger, trying to push it further inside, but Zeke was too tense. “Mmm,” Erwin murmured, “So tight, baby. But you’ll be a good boy and take it all, right? You’ll let me open you up for my cock, won’t you?” Zeke moaned openly, his body relaxing a little at Erwin’s words. Erwin slid his finger in to the knuckle now, sighing as Zeke opened his body up for him, “There’s my good boy. God, you feel so warm inside.” Zeke whimpered, burrowing his face into Erwin’s shoulder further to quiet his moans as Erwin began to move his finger around his insides. The intrusion felt so foreign at first, so uncomfortable, but as he got used to it, it started to feel good, just as Erwin had said it would. Zeke rocked his ass back gently against Erwin’s finger, relaxing enough for Erwin to push in all the way with his first digit. Zeke was beginning to feel desperate the longer Erwin stroked at his walls, his legs starting to shake as he craved more. “M-More, Erwin,” Zeke groaned, looking up at him and making brief eye contact, “I need more.” “Oh?” Erwin smirked a little, pecking Zeke’s lips, “Is that so? My baby needs his ass filled, is that it?” Zeke moaned and nodded, that blush returning to his face. Erwin just had such a way with words, and it didn’t take much for Zeke to get turned on by what he was saying. Erwin pulled his finger out to spit on his hand again, creating more lube for him to work with as he plunged two fingers into his stretching hole. Zeke had to bite down on Erwin’s shirt to keep himself from crying out as Erwin pushed his fingers in as far as they would go, fucking them into him gently to open him up. Zeke could feel his walls being coaxed open by Erwin’s fingers, and soon the man was able to wriggle in a third finger along with the first two. Zeke’s mouth was hanging open, drooling dribbling down his chin that he wiped on Erwin’s shirt haphazardly as the man fucked him open on his three digits. He let out a low moan, rocking back on them carefully. He’d never felt so full, though he was certain that Erwin’s cock would feel better, as it was certainly bigger than three fingers. “Ervy,” Zeke moaned, surprising both of them by using Erwin’s nickname, “Ervy p-please. Please fuck me, I can take it.” Erwin groaned at the use of his nickname, apparently finding it hot that Zeke was so desperate that he would use it so breathily. He pulled his fingers out slowly, Zeke’s hole reluctant to let them go. Erwin sat back on his knees between Zeke’s legs, undoing his trousers and tugging them down a little to release his huge cock from its cage. It was so big, no matter how many times Zeke had seen it, it always shocked him. His mouth was watering from how much he wanted it inside him now, legs spreading further apart now. “God, I want to be inside you so bad,” Erwin sighed, “Bend your knees for me, baby. Let me get my cock in there.” Zeke nodded, bending his knees up so that his thighs were against his stomach, his ass out and vulnerable for the taking. Erwin scooted closer, rubbing his cockhead against Zeke’s stretched, puffy hole. Erwin took his shirt off, revealing those chiseled abs and bouncy pecs that had Zeke staring and his cock twitching against his stomach. “Here, baby,” Erwin placed the shirt down, lifting Zeke’s head, “Lay your head on this. It’ll be more comfortable.” Zeke was blushing from the tender affection Erwin was giving him, but he lay his head on the shirt, and it was certainly much more comfortable than lying on the concrete floor. Erwin smiled down at him sweetly, running his fingers along Zeke’s cheek before placing a hand over his mouth as he started pushing his cock inside. He was right to cover Zeke’s mouth, because Zeke let out the loudest moan at feeling the head slip inside him, and Erwin just kept pushing until he was all the way in, breathing heavily as he did so. Zeke was panting, eyes rolling back in his head and moaning into Erwin’s hand as he was filled. “Mmph,” he moaned, muffled by Erwin, “Ah!” “Shh,” Erwin grunted, sweat on his brow as he bottomed out, “Oh my god, Zeke. You feel amazing, sweetheart. So tight around me. So tight around my cock.” Zeke whimpered, wriggling his hips downwards as if trying to make Erwin move. Erwin carefully removed his hand from Zeke’s mouth, laying on top of him so that Zeke’s legs were scrunched up between their bodies. “You promise you’re gonna be quiet, darling?” Erwin asked, catching Zeke’s lips in a quick kiss. Zeke nodded, eyes half-lidded and fingers grasping at the sides of Erwin’s face, looking for anything to hold onto. He would try his best to keep quiet, though he wasn’t sure how long that would last. “Can’t have everyone in the building know how much Zeke Jaeger cries and begs for cock, can we?” Erwin teased, pulling out all the way before slamming back inside. Zeke cried out, slapping his hand over his mouth just in time to cut it off. “E-Erwin,” Zeke whimpered, pulling his hand away slowly, “You gotta stop saying those things - it’s… it’s too much.” “You don’t like it?” Erwin asked with a hint of mockery in his voice, “I thought you were enjoying my words, Zeke. Do you like it when I talk dirty to you?” Zeke whined, gasping when Erwin started rocking in and out slowly at first. He nodded at Erwin’s question. He loved the dirty talk - it was driving him crazy, along with the feeling of Erwin’s monster cock sliding in and out of him. Erwin laughed softly, starting to fuck Zeke at more of a constant rhythm now, “Mmm… look at it, Zeke. Do you like the way your dirty little hole takes my cock?” Zeke spread his legs a little to look down at where their bodies met. It was such an erotic sight, seeing Erwin’s giant cock slip into him and pull back out of his hole. Zeke moaned, unable to look away from it, “Oh Ervy. Oh god, it’s so big. It’s filling me up. Fuck.” Erwin groaned at that, starting to pick up the pace. He was fucking pretty erratically, as if he didn’t know how exactly to keep a proper rhythm. But Zeke wasn’t complaining; it still felt incredible. Suddenly, a sharp ping of pleasure ran up his spine, shocking his whole system. He couldn’t help it, he tossed his head back and shrieked, both of their eyes widening at his noise. Erwin slowed down a little, “Fuck, you’re so loud. Did I… Did I hit your sweet spot?” “I’m sorry,” Zeke whined, nodding, “I think you must have. It felt really good.” “Mmm,” Erwin smirked, angling himself that way again before thrusting harshly into that spot, “Maybe I’ll let you scream. Let everyone know just what we’re doing. Maybe you’d like that, huh? If everyone knew that your best friend was fucking your tight little ass so nice?” Zeke cried out again as Erwin thrust into that spot over and over, sending sparks of pleasure up his spine and making him see stars. His orgasm was imminent now, just over the horizon as Erwin continued to pleasure that spot that was so sensitive. But Erwin pulled out, as if he could sense that Zeke was close. “Up,” Erwin smacked his ass, eliciting a yelp from Zeke, “On your knees, ass up, baby.” Zeke turned on his stomach, legs a little shaky as he drew his knees up underneath him, face down in Erwin’s shirt and ass up in the air. Erwin was palming at his cheeks now, smacking them every once in a while as Zeke got comfortable. Then, it was back on. Erwin shoved his cock back inside and gripped Zeke’s hips tightly, starting to fuck him at a wild pace now and hitting his sensitive spot with every thrust. Zeke could barely breathe properly, only able to lay there and take it as Erwin basically destroyed him with his cock. Zeke was getting closer by the second. “E-Ervy,” Zeke whimpered, tears running down his face from how good it felt, “Ervy, I’m gonna cum!” “Aww,” Erwin noticed the tears, smirking a little, “Is my baby crying for my cock? Don’t worry honey. I’m gonna make you cum so hard you’ll be sobbing.” Zeke was pretty sure of Erwin’s threat; sure that Erwin would follow through if he could. Erwin gripped his hips tighter, and Zeke braced himself against the floor as best he could, knowing Erwin was about to wreck him. Erwin started fucking him as fast and as hard as he could, the sound of their hips smacking together echoing throughout the storage room. Zeke couldn’t handle it; Erwin’s cock was pounding into his sweet spot repeatedly, and Zeke just couldn’t hold on anymore. He let out a loud sob as he came, dick spirting strings of white across the floor as Erwin kept fucking him through it. He’d never felt this amount of pleasure in his life, and now his cock was twitching sensitively as Erwin continued to fuck him in search of his own orgasm. “Such a good boy,” Erwin punctuated his words with two harsh thrusts, “Fuck, Zeke. I’m gonna cum inside you, okay? Is that okay, honey?” Zeke nodded, cheek resting on Erwin’s shirt and drool starting to soak the fabric. He was willing his legs to stay up even though they were shaking and threatening to collapse. Erwin was helping, holding his hips up so he could continue to slide in and out of his hole. “So… ngh… so big,” Zeke groaned, another loud sob escaping his mouth, “I can’t… I can’t do it anymore - fuck. Erwin, p-please. You have to hurry.” Erwin groaned at that, letting out a few stuttered thrusts before Zeke could feel a warmth filling up his hole, a whiny moan leaving his own mouth from the feeling of being stuffed like that. “Oh my god,” Erwin panted, pulling out slowly, “Oh fuck. It’s dripping out, that’s so hot.” He thumbed at Zeke’s entrance, growling, “Keep that in there for me, baby. That’s it.” Zeke felt a warmth in his stomach from Erwin’s words, moaning loudly, “E-Ervy… oh my god.” “Shh, baby,” Erwin chuckled, tucking himself back into his pants, “Come on, let’s get you dressed.” Zeke whined and shook his head, “M sleepy…” Erwin smacked his ass roughly, eliciting a sharp gasp from Zeke, “Come on, baby. Let’s get your clothes back on. We can go back to the bunks and cuddle, everyone should be asleep by now. Unless, of course, they got woken up by your slutty little noises.” Zeke whimpered, shakily pushing himself off the ground and handing Erwin his shirt even though it was covered in drool, “It’s not my fault you pummeled my ass into the ground. Fuck, it felt so good.” “Maybe we’ll make it a regular occurrence, then,” Erwin smirked, pulling on the shirt and chuckling at the spots of drool on the chest and stomach. Zeke liked the sound of that. He wanted Erwin to fuck him again, though not at the moment, as he was considerably exhausted. He got up and started to get dressed, Erwin watching him and leaning against the wall with a smug look on his face. As soon as Zeke was dressed, Erwin gripped him by the collar of his shirt and tugged him close, kissing him harshly before nibbling at his lower lip. “I loved fucking you, baby,” Erwin whispered hotly against his lips, “Let’s go to bed, okay?” Zeke nodded sleepily, watching Erwin re-cork the bottle of wine before taking Zeke’s hand into his own and starting to lead them out of the supply closet. They walked back to the barracks, hand in hand, and Zeke climbed into Erwin’s top bunk after he did, Erwin hiding the wine in his backpack, as they weren’t technically supposed to have it in the barracks. Zeke laid on the bed and felt Erwin snuggle up behind him, the two soon falling asleep in one another’s arms. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Levi was sitting on the couch sipping a cup of tea and scrolling through his Twitter when his husband walked in, dressed in a lacy black thong and matching black bralette. Levi’s eyes widened, almost choking on his tea. He set the tea down and turned his phone screen off, eyes raking over Zeke’s body as he stood there looking very sheepish and embarrassed. Levi wasn’t sure why he was embarrassed; he thought Zeke looked gorgeous. But he was certainly shocked that Zeke had even dressed up. His husband had never done anything like this before, and Levi was surprised that he was standing here in lingerie. “Damn, baby,” Levi smirked, “You look so sexy.” Zeke blushed, holding his arm shyly, “O-Oh… thanks.” Levi chuckled softly, finding his husband’s timidness cute and motioning for him to come closer, “Come here, baby. Let me touch you.” “L-Levi,” Zeke swallowed thickly, not moving from his spot, “I… I want…” “What is it, baby?” Levi frowned up at his husband, “Is everything alright?” Zeke sniffled, whispering, “I look awful.” Levi immediately felt bad for his husband, who looked as though he might cry, “Oh baby, no. No you don’t. You look so hot, sweetie. What makes you think you look bad?” Zeke didn’t answer at first, simply sniffling and wiping at his eyes. Levi stood and walked over to Zeke, taking his face into his hands and pressing a sweet kiss to his lips, “What’s the matter, baby? Talk to me.” “I’m just… I’m too hairy,” Zeke sighed, blinking some tears away, “I don’t really… look the part, you know?” Levi ran a finger down Zeke’s hairy chest, “I like it… I think it looks sexy…” “Well, I don’t,” Zeke frowned, “I feel stupid like this.” Levi wanted to make things better. He wanted his husband to feel sexy, to feel better about how he looked in the lingerie. He’d heard Zeke comment on his hair before, and he didn’t really seem fond of it, even if Levi liked it. An idea popped into his head, and he smiled up at Zeke, pressing another kiss to his lips. “How about I help you shave?” Levi asked, “Would that make you feel better?” Zeke’s eyes widened slightly, a small smile appearing on his face, “You… You would do that?” Levi nodded, “Of course, baby.” He would do anything for his husband; anything to make him happy. Sure, they didn’t always get along, but Levi wanted Zeke to feel sexy in his body, to feel good in his skin. Levi took Zeke’s hand and led him to the bathroom, and his husband’s melancholy look was replaced with one of timidness, but excitement as they walked in. “Here, you sit on the edge of the tub,” Levi instructed, “What do you want me to shave?” Zeke shrugged a little, “Um… my face and my chest… maybe my legs too.” Levi nodded, pulling out the supplies they’d need from the cupboards. He took out the shaving cream and the razor, the electric shaver for the hairier bits. Zeke was busy sitting on the edge of the tub, looking a little nervous. Levi smiled down at him, planting a kiss to the top of his head tenderly before he put some of the shaving cream on his hands and applied it to Zeke’s face. He was being as gentle as he could, grateful that his husband trusted him with such an intimate activity. It was certainly a sweet moment, Levi shaving his husband’s face. He hadn’t seen Zeke without a beard… well, ever. He knew Zeke used to shave in his younger days, and he kept his beard trimmed and properly groomed, so Levi had never complained. He liked Zeke’s beard for the most part, though he would love his husband with or without hair. “Wow,” Levi commented when he finished Zeke’s face, “You look so different without hair.” Zeke looked a little worried, raising an eyebrow, “Different in like… a good way, or a bad way?” “Definitely a good way,” Levi smiled, taking a wet towel and wiping away the excess hair and shaving cream, “You look youthful, but not like… too young. You look handsome.” Zeke blushed at Levi’s compliment, muttering a shy thank you that had Levi’s heart humming with joy. It was just so cute to see his husband so timid and flushed like this; he wasn’t often the quiet one in their relationship, so it was nice to see this side of him. “Okay, let’s do your chest next,” Levi decided, starting to apply shave gel to that area too. Zeke had to take off the bralette of the lingerie so he could get to the right places, and Levi could tell his husband was holding his breath as Levi started to shave him, being meticulous in trying to get all the hair off his chest. “You’re gonna be so smooth,” Levi murmured, “You’ll be smoother than me.” Levi didn’t grow much hair, but he preferred to shave it anyway. He only really let hair grow on his legs and arms, and didn’t grow much chest or facial hair. Whatever he did grow was too patchy to allow it to stay, so he shaved it off whenever he could. Levi worked at shaving the hair off Zeke’s chest, enjoying the smooth skin he’d never gotten to feel before. “There,” Levi whispered against his skin, “Now we just have your legs.” “Thank you for doing this, Levi,” Zeke smiled sheepishly, putting his leg up on the edge of the tub so that Levi would have better access as he began to spread shaving foam there, “You don’t know how much this means to me.” “I just wish you would’ve told me sooner, baby,” Levi sighed, starting to shave his leg, “I didn’t even know you wanted to shave, or wear stuff like that.” “I… I’ve been wanting to tell you for a while,” Zeke admitted, “I just didn’t know how…” The two stayed silent for a moment while Levi worked, his eyes focused on trying to get every hair off Zeke’s leg. Zeke switched legs when Levi was done with the first, and Levi started to help him shave the other leg, placing a gentle kiss on his thigh before applying shaving cream there. “So beautiful…” Levi cooed, “Is there anything else you’re keeping from me, honey? You know you can be honest with me, right?” Zeke nodded, biting his lip and looking away from Levi before mumbling, “There is… one more thing.” Levi paused in his work, looking up at Zeke with a quizzical look, “What is it?” Zeke nibbled on his lower lip nervously, still staring anywhere but Levi’s face as he whispered, “I… I want you to fuck me.” Levi raised an eyebrow in some surprise. He hadn’t expected that. Zeke was always on top; he seemed to enjoy it. How long had Zeke been keeping this a secret? Levi felt a little bad for not noticing, but maybe Zeke was a switch - maybe he liked both being on top and on the bottom. Well, Levi wasn’t opposed to the idea. In fact, it made his dick twitch, picturing Zeke moaning as Levi shoved his cock in his ass. “You do?” Levi asked, finishing up Zeke’s other leg and starting to apply lotion there, “You want me to fuck you right now, baby?” Zeke turned a deep shade of red, rubbing his arm nervously before he nodded ever so slightly, so subtle that Levi almost didn’t notice. He figured that Zeke wanted Levi to take control, wanted Levi to be on top, so Levi would try his best. It wouldn’t be his first time topping, though it would be his first time topping his husband. Before they were together, he’d had his fair share of top experiences. Levi began to rub Zeke’s now-hairless, smooth thighs in his hands, smirking up at his husband and murmuring, “You want me to bend you over on our bed, open you up for my cock? Is that what you want?” Zeke looked even more taken aback, the blush on his face only worsening by the second. But he nodded again, swallowing thickly as he picked the bralette up off the floor and put it back on to complete his outfit again. “So sexy,” Levi growled, hooking a finger in the lacy panties and snapping them back against his skin to a quiet yelp from Zeke, “Such a pretty girl for me. Is that what you want, Zeke? You want me to call you my baby girl?” Zeke looked almost terrified of Levi’s words, though his dick twitched in his pants from them. He let out a choked moan, nodding a third time at Levi’s questions. Zeke instinctively spread his legs open, and Levi gave him a cocky smile, enjoying his husband’s suddenly submissive nature. “Come on, baby,” Levi got up off the bathroom floor, holding a hand out, “Let’s go to the bedroom, okay? You just let me know if you’re uncomfortable. We can stop at any time.” Zeke smiled nervously as he took Levi’s hand, “O-Okay.” Levi led him towards the bedroom, feeling Zeke’s hand shaking with nerves. He wanted Zeke to feel comfortable, wanted to pleasure him and make him feel good. He closed their bedroom door, turning to Zeke and wrapping his arms around his husband’s neck to bring him down for a deep kiss. Zeke kissed back hungrily, pressing their lower halves together. Levi could feel that his husband was already pretty hard, and he couldn’t help but feel a little smug that he’d helped Zeke get aroused. “Go lay on the bed, baby,” Levi cooed, running his fingers through Zeke’s soft blonde locks as he pulled away from the kiss, “On your stomach, okay? I’m gonna open you up for me, get you nice and stretched out. Do you want that?” Zeke nodded, a low groan escaping his mouth, “Y-Yeah… I do.” “Then go ahead, baby girl,” Levi growled in a sultry voice, grasping a handful of Zeke’s ass and jiggling it a little. Zeke was blushing again, but he did as he was told, climbing onto the bed and laying on his stomach. Levi always knew he liked Zeke’s ass, but never realized how excited he would be to fuck him. He walked over to the bedside table, retrieving some gloves and lube from the bottom drawer where he kept them. Zeke was watching Levi, legs twitching in anticipation. Levi climbed onto the bed and tugged Zeke’s panties around his thighs before pulling them all the way off and tossing them aside, muttering, “Such a shame I can’t fuck you in your panties - you look so hot in them, honey.” Zeke whined quietly, Levi sitting with his legs stretched out and gripped Zeke’s thighs, tugging him closer so that his legs were resting over Levi’s, upturned ass in Levi’s lap. Levi rubbed soothing circles in Zeke’s asscheeks before putting on the gloves. He stretched Zeke open to look at his hole, and Zeke gasped quietly at the feeling of the cold air hitting it. “Mmm,” Levi hummed, “Such a pretty hole. I can’t wait to open it up.” Zeke groaned, burying his red face in the white sheets as Levi poured a good amount of lube into his hand, rubbing it around in between his fingers to warm it up a little. He wanted Zeke’s first time being fucked to be good, and he was determined to make his husband enjoy himself as much as he could. Levi used his dry gloved hand to pull back one of his husband’s cheeks, using the lubed fingers on his other hand to circle the rim, trying to coax it into relaxing. Zeke was completely tense from his nerves, and Levi used his dry hand to rub circles in his lower back, trying to get him to calm down and relax his muscles. “Shh,” he cooed, “You gotta relax, baby. It’s gonna hurt if you tense up like that.” Zeke groaned and nodded, spreading his thighs a little further apart to encourage Levi to continue. Zeke took a couple deep breaths to relax himself, and Levi could see him physically easing his muscles from their tense state. Levi was able to push the tip of his finger in now, gently moving it around in a circle to stretch the hole open a little more. Zeke was whimpering, already so turned on even though they’d barely started. Levi pushed his finger finger a little further inside, wriggling it around to get Zeke used to the slightly uncomfortable burning feeling in his stomach. Zeke hissed quietly at the feeling, but then let out a moan as Levi worked the finger around, in knuckle-deep this time. “Such a pretty girl for me,” Levi teased, pushing his finger in to the second knuckle once he was stretched enough, “Do you like being my pretty baby girl?” Zeke was resting his forehead on his fists, moaning uncontrollably as he nodded into his hands with a whimper. Levi slowly worked in a second finger, and god was his husband tight as all hell, but at least he was opening up pretty well under Levi’s fingers. It took Levi about ten more minutes to get Zeke stretched out, now using three fingers to spear him open, fucking him nicely and rubbing his prostate. Zeke was practically drooling onto the bedsheets, sweating and moaning desperately as Levi pounded his fingers in and out of Zeke’s hole. “L-Levi,” Zeke whimpered, “I can’t take anymore. Please… I need to cum.” “Okay, baby,” Levi chuckled, deciding he’d teased the man enough by this point. He slowly pulled his fingers out and stripped himself of the gloves, tossing them aside before helping Zeke onto his knees, face still down in the sheets and ass up. “Are you ready to get fucked, baby girl?” Levi asked, getting off the bed and taking down his pants and boxers, discarding them on the floor. Zeke clung to the sheets with his fists, muttering a quiet, “Y-Yes.” Levi pulled off his shirt and threw it amongst the other clothes before climbing onto the bed and kneeling behind his husband, who was practically shaking with anticipation. He took Zeke’s ass into his hands, grinding his cock in between his cheeks and catching the head on his stretched rim a couple of times. Zeke was groaning and pushing his ass back eagerly, which only aroused Levi more. He sighed contently before pushing the tip inside, listening to Zeke cry out at the feeling. “Shh, baby,” Levi murmured as he started to push in, meeting no resistance as he bottomed out, “Oh fuck. You feel so warm, baby. How does it feel to have me inside your sweet little hole for the first time?” Zeke was breathing heavily, fisting at the sheets and moaning, “G-Good. L-Levi… it feels so g-good. Please… I have to cum- I’m so close.” “It’s okay, lovely,” Levi whispered, starting to slowly pull out all the way before pushing back in with one harsh thrust, causing Zeke to gasp and groan louder, “Oh, my little girl really likes being fucked, hmm?” Zeke nodded eagerly, and Levi started to thrust in and out at a steadier pace now; the feeling of Zeke’s tightness and warmth around his cock was almost too much for him to handle. He groaned and rocked himself in and out, smacking Zeke’s ass lightly before picking up the pace a little. Zeke was panting and moaning obscenely, as if getting fucked by Levi was the best thing to ever happen to him, which maybe it was. “Do you wanna be my baby girl, Zeke?” Levi teased, jabbing hard into his prostate a couple of times and causing the poor man to shriek, “Is that what you want?” Zeke lulled his head up and down stupidly, as if there wasn’t a single thought in his head other than how good Levi’s cock felt. Levi groaned, finding it hot that Zeke wanted that from him. His husband was shaking from holding back an orgasm, and Levi wasn’t making it any easier on him; going to town on Zeke’s sweet spot with the loud smack of their hips on every thrust. “H… Harder,” Zeke moaned, “Harder.” Levi groaned at that, losing control and slamming into Zeke as hard and as fast as he could, gripping Zeke’s hair and tugging him up from the sheets before leaning forward and growling in his ear, “You want it harder? Hmm? I’ll give it to you harder, baby. God, you’re so sexy. Coming onto me with lingerie, begging to be fucked. If you want to get fucked, I’ll fuck you until you’re screaming.” Zeke tossed his head back, shrieking, “Levi!” He came all over the sheets, a sob tearing from his throat as Levi fucked him through it. Levi himself was getting incredibly close, pounding Zeke’s ass as he chased his own orgasm. Levi groaned loudly and spilled inside of him, slowing to a halt before finally pulling out. Zeke collapsed on the sheets, chest heaving as he tried to calm himself down. Levi groaned and slowly got up, legs a little shaky from kneeling for so long. He reached forward to pat Zeke on the ass, smiling a little. “You did a good job, baby,” Levi praised, “I’m proud of you.” Zeke merely hummed in response, clearly still too overwhelmed by the incredible fuck he’d just received. He was hugging a pillow, glasses askew and a little foggy as they clung to his face. Levi chuckled and pulled his boxers on before walking over to his husband and kissing his sweaty forehead. “You get some rest, my love,” Levi whispered against Zeke’s skin, noting that his husband already had his eyes closed, his breathing returned back to normal. Levi pulled the rest of his clothes back on before heading back out of the bedroom to go cook them dinner for later that evening. He was glad that Zeke came to him with this secret; that he finally showed his true self to his husband. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Levi was busy filling out paperwork when that damn phone rang. It scared him half to death, making him jump out of his seat and gasp. He just wasn’t used to the noise - he’d only ever received one call and that was from… Ugh, Zeke Jaeger. Zeke had started a campaign in Marley to help set up phone lines in Paradis, which had gone into affect over the last few months. Now, instead of writing letters and waiting days for a response, they would soon be able to call one another to correspond. Levi thought the technology was interesting, but he couldn’t really be bothered with it. He knew Erwin would’ve loved something like this; he would’ve been thoroughly impressed with the phones, would’ve wanted to know how they worked. Levi reached over to the ringing line and picked up the phone, placing it to his ear and waiting for whoever it was to say something. He didn’t pick up the phone with a greeting like he’d seen others do; he simply couldn’t be bothered. “Er… Levi?” The voice on the other end inquired. It was the damn monkey, just like Levi had thought it might be. Why the hell is he bothering me again? Levi wondered, letting out a sigh of irritation. “Yes,” Levi responded shortly. He wasn’t one for talking in general, let alone talking on the phone. “Hey!” Zeke greeted cheerfully, too cheerful in Levi’s opinion, “How are things in Paradis?” “Good,” Levi replied, “Is that all you called to ask me?” “No,” Zeke laughed, “I called to see how you were doing. And to check that the phone lines are working properly. Seems as though they are.” “Yep,” Levi mumbled, glancing over at the pile of papers that still needed to be filled out. He wasn’t particularly excited to have all that work left to do, and he was hoping that Zeke would finish their conversation quickly so he could get back to it. “So…” Zeke sounded as though he was trying to think of how to continue the conversation, “What are you doing right now?” “Paperwork,” Levi grunted, “Can we be done now?” Zeke chuckled from the other end of the line, “Well you know, Levi. Phones aren’t simply just for casual conversation. We could talk about something… more interesting, if you’d like. I can show you how I like to use the phone.” Levi raised an eyebrow, not sure what Zeke was getting at. He swirled his pen in his fingers, leaning back in the chair and sighing in irritation, “Alright. How do you use the phone, then?” He could tell Zeke was smiling, as he sounded far too happy, maybe even smug, replying, “Well, Levi… what are you wearing right now?” Levi frowned, looking down at his outfit, “Erm… black trousers, gray shirt. Why?” Zeke breathed into the phone, “I’m wearing nothing but a robe.” Levi wrinkled his nose in disgust, “Gross. Why the hell would you tell me that?” But he could hear Zeke’s breath picking up through the phone, coming out in deeper, slightly raspier breaths, “Because, Levi. I want to have phone sex with you.” Levi felt an uncomfortable drop in his stomach. He squirmed in his chair. This wasn’t the first time he and Zeke had discussed sex. In fact, Levi was reminiscing now about the last time the two had been together - Zeke had bent Levi over his desk in Marley and railed him senseless. Levi had let him, had enjoyed it, actually, but he didn’t like to remember it because it was with Zeke, of all people. “Just because we had sex that one time doesn’t mean we can keep having it,” Levi grumbled, “Besides, I don’t even know how to have phone sex.” He didn’t understand what that even meant. How was he going to have sex through the phone anyway? It wasn’t like he could stick his ass up to the receiver and get Zeke’s dick through the device. “Well,” Zeke shifted the phone in his hand, “We just talk to each other about what we wanna do to each other. Describe what we’re doing through the phone… for instance, I’m fondling myself through my robe… what about you, Levi?” Levi frowned, making a face at the phone before putting it back to his ear, “I’m literally not even aroused in the slightest.” He heard Zeke sigh in some frustration, “Levi. Come on, I’m really trying here. At least give it a chance.” “Ugh, fine,” Levi gave in, looking around the room as he tried to think of something to say, “Erm… I guess I’ll touch myself too.” Levi put a hand on the small bulge in his pants, starting to stroke it lightly. He supposed it had been a while since he’d had a wank, and it didn’t hurt to try a little phone sex with Zeke. He listened to Zeke getting breathier with each passing second. “What do you want to do to me?” Zeke asked. “Shouldn’t I be the one asking that?” Levi wondered, “Or am I supposed to be on top this time?” Zeke went silent for a moment before answering, “Sure, I guess you can top just this once.” Levi suspected that Zeke was a switch, but he’d never brought it up. He himself didn’t mind switching from time to time, but it seemed as though Zeke was embarrassed to admit that he wanted to be on the bottom. Levi smirked a little, feeling as though he had a little bit of power over the situation now. “Oh?” Levi murmured into the phone, “You want me to fuck you, Zeke? I wish I’d have known that sooner… I could’ve bent you over your own desk and taken you like you deserve. Would you have liked that?” Zeke let out a breathy moan, letting out a sheepish, “Y-Yeah…” Levi chuckled softly, starting to enjoy himself a little more now that he could be the one to make Zeke all embarrassed and aroused. Levi unzipped his pants, tugging his semi-hard cock out of its cage and starting to jerk at it a couple of times, reveling in the thought of bending Zeke over and taking him from behind. “Can I tell you what to do?” Levi asked, still not sure how this whole ‘phone sex’ thing worked. “Yes,” Zeke replied almost instantly, “P-Please… Please do.” Levi thumbed at his cockhead, “Are you at your desk? Bend over it and take down your pants.” Levi listened as Zeke followed his orders, shuffling sounds as Zeke did what he was told. Levi tried to imagine it; Zeke bent over his desk in an otherwise empty office, cock erect and waiting for Levi to say what he wanted Zeke to do next. “Now suck on your fingers,” Levi instructed, “Get them nice and wet for me, okay?” “O-Okay,” Zeke replied with some uncertainty, and Levi could hear the obnoxious sucking sounds that Zeke was making, likely on purpose. The sounds were turning Levi on all the more, and his cock was now fully erect as he stroked it. “When they’re wet enough, I want you to start putting them in your hole, got it? And don’t hold back your noises - I want you to moan for me,” Levi ordered, “Oh, and Zeke?” Zeke must’ve removed his fingers from his mouth, as he was able to answer, “Y-Yeah, Levi?” “Call me ‘sir’,” Levi smiled smugly, tugging at his cock as he listened to Zeke moan in response. “Y-Yes, sir,” Zeke muttered, “I… I’m putting one in now… ohh, oh my god… it’s tight.” “Shh,” Levi cooed, “Relax, baby. I want you to put it all the way in, okay? I want you to picture it’s my fingers going in there - fucking your tight little hole…” Zeke groaned, “Y-Yes, sir…” a pause, “It’s… It’s all the way in now. It feels so good inside me, sir.” “Good boy,” Levi praised, running his hand up and down his cock before jerking at it, “Now add another one. I want you to get all three fingers in, you understand? I want you to feel like it’s my cock fucking you.” Zeke whimpered, a soft squelching sound being heard in the background, “S-Sir… I… I put another one in… it’s so tight, but it feels so fucking good.” “That’s good, baby,” Levi teased, “You’re being such a good boy for me… can you find your sweet spot?” Zeke whined as though he was moving his fingers around inside himself, trying to locate it. Levi knew he’d found it when he heard a sharp gasp, followed by a low groan of, “S-Sir! Ohh fuck. I f-found it…” “Keep stroking it, baby,” Levi demanded, “I want you to finger yourself so that you’re touching it, okay?” “Yes, sir,” Zeke groaned, “Ngh- I don’t know how much longer I can hold on, sir. I really need to cum.” “You wanna cum, baby?” Levi growled, “Don’t cum until I say so, got it? Add another finger and keep fucking yourself. Imagine it’s my cock.” He heard Zeke shuffling again, another squelch, and a loud moan as Zeke added a third finger and cried out, “Sir! I… I need to cum… I can’t hold it anymore!” “Stop whining,” Levi commanded, stroking himself faster now, precum leaking from his cock, “Tell me how good it feels. How does my cock feel, Zeke?” “S-So good,” Zeke panted, “Oh god, sir… it’s so good. Your cock feels so good inside me.” “Good boy,” Levi grunted, feeling himself nearing the edge as he pumped his cock in his hand, “I’m getting close too, baby. You can cum, but tell me when you do, okay?” “O-Okay,” Zeke breathed, and there were deep panting sounds before a cry tore from Zeke’s throat, “I… I’m cumming, sir!” “Keep fucking yourself,” Levi ordered, stroking himself faster as he felt his impending orgasm bubble up, “Fuck yourself through it, baby.” Zeke moaned into the phone, breathing hard as he orgasmed. Levi too felt his orgasm wash over him, seed spilling into his hand as he finished. He groaned and sighed, reaching for the tissues to clean himself up. “Did you cum?” Zeke asked curiously, finally having calmed down a little. The sounds of shuffling were heard again as he likely was tugging his pants back on, sitting back down at his desk. “Yeah,” Levi replied, “That was… That was good, Zeke.” Though he wouldn’t admit it, he enjoyed himself. Perhaps these phones weren’t too bad of an invention after all. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Levi,” Erwin insisted, “It’s merely part of negotiations. Nothing out of the ordinary.” “Nothing out of the ordinary?!” Levi growled, almost furious that Erwin would suggest such a thing, “You want me to fuck that goddamn monkey, and you think it’s just… what, normal?! Part of negotiations?!” “Hush, Levi,” Erwin muttered, signing off on some papers on his desk, “We’ve both seen the way he looks and acts around you. It wouldn’t be out of the question to use that to our advantage. He clearly has an interest in you. But I know you wouldn’t let him top you-” “You’re goddamn right,” Levi grumbled, crossing his arms. “And,” Erwin continued, shooting Levi a look that he should keep quiet, “I don’t think he would entirely mind the idea of being taken by you. Do we have a deal?” “Why don’t you fuck him?” Levi snapped, pouring himself two fingers of scotch and downing it quickly. Levi wasn’t one to drink, but he needed one right now. The thought of fucking Zeke was disgusting to him. “Besides,” Levi added, “He looks at you that way too, you know.” “Yes,” Erwin agreed, “But I’m the real prize, don’t you think? Having sex with the commander is giving him too much leeway, too much power. If I simply allow him to have sex with my right hand man, that’s more of a power play in my mind.” Levi rolled his eyes, grumbling swears under his breath, “You talk highly of yourself for someone who’s going to make me stick my dick in that dirty monkey’s ass.” Erwin sighed, leaning back in his chair, “Levi. I won’t make you do anything. It’s purely up to you. I just thought it would be a great way to make the man more susceptible to our ideas. Perhaps you’ll even get some secrets out of him that way.” There was a knock on the door, and Levi and Erwin both knew that must’ve been the man himself: Zeke Jaeger, ready to start negotiations with them. Erwin raised his eyebrow at Levi, “Well? What do you say?” Levi stared at him for a long moment. It wasn’t that he wanted to have sex with Zeke. But he did trust Erwin’s judgement. And he knew Erwin wouldn’t make him do this for no reason. There was always a deeper reason behind Erwin’s plans. Levi grit his teeth in anger, unable to believe this was going to happen. “You fucking owe me,” Levi growled under his breath before going to the door and whipping it open, coming face to face with the bespectacled owner of the Beast Titan. Zeke stood there looking a little flustered at coming face-to-face with Levi like this, which only irritated Levi more. “You just gonna stand there, monkey?” Levi snapped, “Or are you going to come in?” Zeke walked into the office hurriedly at Levi’s words, and Levi closed and locked the door behind him, trying to be subtle about the whole thing. Erwin stood from his desk, greeting Zeke with a handshake and motioning for him to sit on the couch. Erwin poured the three of them each a finger of scotch, bringing the tray of glasses over to the two couches that sat adjacent to Erwin’s desk. “You’ll have to excuse Levi’s behavior,” Erwin spoke charismatically, handing Zeke a glass, “He’s not in the best mood today.” Zeke took the glass from Erwin, taking a small sip before placing the glass on the end table next to him. Levi shot Erwin a small glare when Zeke wasn’t looking, before taking a glass from the tray and sitting on the couch across from Zeke. Erwin took the seat next to Zeke on the couch, setting down the tray and taking a sip of his own drink. “So Zeke,” Erwin leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, “We have a proposition for you, if you’re willing.” Levi couldn’t believe how quickly Erwin was getting to the point, though he wasn’t entirely surprised. Erwin didn’t always like to beat around the bush. Levi was growing increasingly nervous. How the hell was he going to fuck this man that he despised so much? He was staring Zeke down, trying to decide how he was going to get a boner for the man. “And that would be…?” Zeke raised an eyebrow, noticing Levi staring at him and making eye contact before looking away quickly in embarrassment. Erwin took the opportunity to scoot closer to Zeke, placing his arm on the back of the couch behind him. Zeke was becoming considerably flushed by Erwin’s actions, and Levi was starting to think perhaps this plan might work after all. “We’ve noticed that you prefer the company of men,” Erwin murmured, leaning his face in closer to Zeke’s, “Or are Levi and I wrong in assuming such a thing?” Zeke’s face turned a bright shade of red at Erwin’s words, at how close the commander’s face was to his own. Levi watched the bearded man swallow thickly and nod without a word before turning to grab his glass of scotch and taking a long, nervous sip. “Mmm,” Erwin hummed, “No need to be embarrassed, really. You’re in similar company, Zeke. Levi and I also prefer the touch of a man. And well… Levi, would you mind explaining to our friend what we’ve brought him here for?” Levi wanted to strangle Erwin for putting him in this position, but he swallowed his pride in favor of following Erwin’s orders. He downed the rest of his scotch, slamming the glass down on the table before turning to Zeke and crossing his arms, “How’d you like to get fucked, monkey man?” Zeke’s eyes widened significantly, that blush on his face only getting worse by the second. He opened his mouth to speak, stuttering, “I… I… erm… I’m not sure what you mean, L-Levi. Could you please repeat the question?” “He’d like to have sex with you, Zeke,” Erwin repeated, and Levi was glad he didn’t have to say those words again. Erwin leaned in closer to Zeke, so that their lips were merely inches apart, “I’d very much like to watch you… bent over my desk… on the receiving end of my captain. I might even be so tempted as to join.” Zeke looked like all the breath had been taken out of his lungs, unable to help but glance down at Erwin’s plump lips as he took in his words. Erwin chuckled softly, reaching a hand up to run along Zeke’s cheek, through his scruffy beard, “Such a handsome boy. I bet you open up beautifully. Would you like Levi to open you up? It would be an honor to see you in your most blissful state, under Levi simply taking it. What do you say, Zeke?” Zeke just stared with wide eyes, his mouth slightly ajar. Levi rolled his eyes and snapped his fingers to catch Zeke’s attention, and the bearded man looked over to him as he grunted, “Do you want my cock or not, monkey?” Zeke swallowed thickly, taking a long moment of silence before he nodded ever so slightly. Erwin smirked, “Good boy. Now, go bend over my desk. I want your ass to face me, do you understand? I’d like to see everything Levi gets the privilege of seeing.” Levi wanted to roll his eyes at Erwin’s words, but he held back. Zeke was nodding dumbly, as if he would shoot himself if Erwin asked him to. He got up on shaky legs and walked over to the desk, bending over the front side of it so that his ass would be out towards Erwin. Levi couldn’t help but stare, arms still crossed, at the round, supple ass that was being compressed by the tight trousers Zeke was wearing. He had a nice ass, Levi had to admit, but that didn’t mean he was excited in the least. “Levi,” Erwin motioned for Levi to join in, “Go ahead.” Levi glared at Erwin before uncrossing his arms and standing from the couch. He practically stormed over to Zeke, taking his place behind him. He didn’t know what the hell he was going to do; how he was going to start this. He just wasn’t aroused. He could see Zeke’s arousal though, as it was tenting in the front of his pants, only making them tighter around his perfectly rounded ass. Levi glanced back at Erwin, who nodded to reassure him, to encourage him. Levi turned back to Zeke, staring at his ass and hooking his fingers in the hem of Zeke’s trousers. He started pulling them down, the briefs he wore underneath catching in his fingers as well. He tugged them until they were around Zeke’s thighs, and prayed to god that the man had showered that morning and was clean. “Levi,” Erwin interrupted, and Levi looked back over to him, hoping that perhaps Erwin was going to tell him to stop. But he wasn’t so lucky, as Erwin ordered, “Go ahead. You can touch him. I assume you’ve showered this morning, Zeke?” Zeke nodded, though Levi didn’t know whether to believe the man or not. He sighed as he stared down at the nice ass in front of him, and for a moment he was forgetting who it belonged to. He placed his hands on either cheek before jiggling them a little in his hands. Zeke was already breathing deeply under him, and perhaps he didn’t get this kind of attention often. Levi couldn’t help but feel a little arousal in his groin at the sight of such a sexy ass in front of him. He wondered how nice it was going to feel around his cock. Levi was starting to realize how much he’d like to destroy this ass, even if it was Zeke’s ass. Levi pulled his cheeks apart, inspecting the man’s ass. He appeared clean, and his hole was slightly stretched and puffy, meaning the bastard had likely fingered himself recently. Levi wanted to be disgusted by the thought, but it only turned him on more. He leaned over and breathed cool air onto the furl, resulting in a gasp from Zeke. He could hear Erwin shifting in his seat behind him, trying to get comfortable as he watched. “Have you been fingering yourself?” Levi teased, running a finger along his hole and catching it on the rim, “Naughty boy.” Zeke wasn’t looking at him, but Levi could see from the side of his face that he was incredibly red, and he couldn’t help but smirk a little. Zeke nodded slightly, muttering, “I… I did this morning… i-in the shower.” “Were you thinking about me?” Levi asked, “Be honest now.” Zeke whimpered as Levi began prodding a dry finger in, just to the first knuckle, before pulling it out again, “Y-Yes… b-both of you.” “Both of us?” Levi chuckled lowly, spitting on his fingers, “Well, well, well… I’ll just have to make your dreams come true then, won’t I?” Zeke groaned quietly as Levi nudged the first finger in past the knuckle, feeling around his insides. He wasn’t open enough for Levi’s cock, not yet. But he was already stretched quite a bit, which would make Levi’s job a little easier. Levi nearly jumped when Erwin appeared at his side, but he didn’t stop fingering and stretching Zeke’s hole. He watched Erwin circle the desk, and could see Zeke’s eyes focus in on the commander. “Give him another one,” Erwin ordered, carding his fingers through Zeke’s hair tenderly. Levi obliged, pressing another finger in next to the first and listening to Zeke mewl in pleasure, looking up at the commander with his mouth hanging slightly ajar. Erwin was smirking down at the bespectacled man, before he tightened his grip in Zeke’s hair and forced him to keep his gaze with Erwin while he was being fingered by Levi from behind. “He’s enjoying himself significantly,” Erwin noted before asking Zeke, “How would my good boy like a kiss?” Levi was used to Erwin talking to him that way, and could feel a bit of jealousy bubbling in his stomach. But he reminded himself that this was all for play, and that Erwin didn’t have feelings for the damn monkey. Zeke nodded eagerly, tilting his head up with half-lidded eyes to receive a kiss from Erwin. He looked considerably desperate, which Levi thought was probably embarrassing for him. Erwin leaned down to capture Zeke’s lips in a hungry kiss, tonguing at one another lazily as they began to make out. Levi could already see that Erwin was dominating the bearded man, and he started fingering Zeke more persistently, drawing a breathy moan from the blonde in between his kisses with Erwin. Erwin pulled away to a disappointed whimper from Zeke, whose cock was now leaking onto the desk below him. Erwin used the hand in Zeke’s hair to tilt his head back further, commanding, “Keep that mouth open for me.” Zeke opened his mouth, his eyes crossing over when Erwin spit on his tongue and growled in a low voice, “Swallow.” Zeke nodded, eyes hazy with arousal, and swallowed the spit before opening his mouth again like a hungry baby bird. Erwin chuckled softly at his actions before spitting there again, watching Zeke swallow and open up a third time. “Now you belong to me,” Erwin spat one last time, “Do you understand?” Zeke nodded, swallowing the last of it before gasping as Levi added a third finger, “O-Oh my god.” “Shh,” Erwin cooed, letting go of Zeke’s hair and petting the side of his face gently, “Hush now. Take it like a good boy, that’s it.” Levi sighed and stretched his fingers as wide as he could before curling them upwards and rubbing at the sensitive bundle of nerves there. Zeke cried out, rocking his ass back on Levi’s fingers. “Such a desperate monkey,” Levi teased, “Do you want my cock, boy?” Zeke nodded quickly, pushing back insistently against Levi’s fingers, “Y-Yes… please.” “So polite,” Erwin smiled coyly as he ran his fingers along Zeke’s beard, gripping his chin, “Who knew a Marleyan War Chief could be such a cockslut?” Zeke groaned from the words, whimpering in disappointment when Levi removed his fingers. Levi began to undo his belt buckle and tug down his own pants, taking his cock into his hand and rubbing it between the man’s cheeks. Levi exchanged a look with Erwin, who nodded to confirm he still wanted Levi to continue. He began to press the head inside the stretched opening, sighing contently as the tip flopped inside. It was so warm and tight, and Levi couldn’t help but enjoy himself. He’d been getting turned on the more and more this continued, and now he was going to fuck this monkey as brutally as he could, make the man sob and scream for it. Well, that was, if Erwin allowed him to. Levi continued to push in, groaning as he bottomed out. “You should see his face,” Erwin smiled with a smugness as he stared down at Zeke, “He already looks so spent, and we’ve barely even started.” Levi sat there for a moment, cock all the way in Zeke’s ass, waiting for Erwin’s signal to start. Levi and Erwin shared eye contact for a brief moment before Erwin nodded, “Alright, Levi. Go ahead, give it to him. He is, after all, so eager for it.” Levi gripped Zeke’s hips in his hands before pulling back and starting to go to town on his ass. He didn’t give Zeke any time to adjust, simply started fucking him as roughly as he could, not caring about whether the blonde was able to handle it or not. Zeke groaned loudly, jutting forwards on the desk with each harsh thrust. His hands flew up to the edge of the desk, gripping it tightly for purchase and Levi began to destroy him. Erwin sat down in his chair in front of Zeke, watching his face intensely as he moved to take out his own cock. Levi was shocked to see how turned on Erwin was: his cock was red and dripping with precum. Erwin began to stroke himself as he watched Zeke’s face, and Levi groaned at the sight before snapping his hips forwards and creating loud, resounding smack noises throughout the room. “Take it,” Levi growled, not letting up, “Fucking take it, you damn monkey.” Zeke tossed his head back and cried out, moans spilling from his lips as Levi pounded him into the desk. Erwin was jerking himself off silently, not letting on just how much he was enjoying himself in his facial expressions, which was quite the power move. “Aww,” Erwin cooed sweetly, using his free hand to wipe at some tears that must’ve accumulated on Zeke’s face, “Are you crying, precious? Is it just that good?” Zeke nodded dumbly, sniffling and moaning. Levi groaned from behind him, slamming into him as hard as he could, angling himself and beginning to ram at his prostate over and over again. Zeke let out a loud sob at that, wriggling his ass back desperately to feel the pleasure of Levi jabbing his sensitive spot repeatedly. “You must be close,” Erwin guessed, stroking his cock a little faster, “I’m nearly there, too. I want you to close your eyes and open your mouth when I tell you, alright? I’m going to cum on your face, mark you as mine.” “E-Erwin,” Levi panted, “I’m close too.” “Cum inside him,” Erwin ordered, “You’ll be marking him too for me.” Zeke sobbed again, sounding a little delirious from pleasure at this point, “Oh god, I… I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna fucking cum.” “Go ahead, love,” Erwin encouraged, grunting from effort as he stood and continued to tug at his cock, “I’m about to cum too.” Zeke leaned his head back, closing his eyes and opening his mouth just as Erwin finished all over his face, painting it with stripes of his cum. Zeke’s legs and ass were shaking around Levi’s cock as he came all over the desk with a shriek, and Levi pounded him a few more times before cumming inside of him with a loud groan. The three of them took a moment to calm down, breathing heavy. Levi could see Zeke eagerly lapping at the cum around his mouth before licking at some on the desk that had dripped from his face. Erwin affectionately ran his fingers through Zeke’s hair, “Good boy… such a good boy.” Zeke whimpered, looking up at Erwin, “S… Sir… Commander, sir… I… I want your cock too.” Erwin raised an eyebrow, “Oh? You haven’t had enough?” Zeke shook his head, “N-No, sir. I need… I need you too.” Levi pulled out slowly, watching his seed drip down Zeke’s legs. It was quite an erotic sight. Erwin circled the desk, tugging on his cock to get it back up again. Levi was wondering if Erwin was really going to fuck Zeke, or if he would leave him high and dry, wanting more. Erwin walked over to the couch and sat down, and Levi wanted to scold him about sitting his bare ass on the nice couches, but he refrained. He motioned for Levi to help Zeke off the desk, as the man’s legs were still shaking horribly. Levi gripped Zeke by the back of his jacket and hoisted him off the desk, throwing him in Erwin’s general direction. Zeke stumbled and fell into Erwin’s lap, Erwin catching him. “Take off your pants, precious,” Erwin demanded, and Zeke shakily stood, his whole body trembling as he let his pants and boxers drop to the ground, stepping out of them. Erwin was fully erect now, and he leaned back on the couch, one arm resting on the back of the couch while the other hand held his cock out. “Come sit on my cock, darling,” Erwin ordered, “You’ll have to ride me to get what you want. Facing towards me, come on. I want to see that pretty face.” Zeke was blushing significantly from the compliment, and he straddled Erwin. Levi sat down on the couch across from them, feeling a little tired now. He watched the two make out briefly before Erwin lined himself up and began pushing in as Zeke slowly pushed his hips downwards. Levi could hear the surprised gasp that left Zeke’s lips, as Erwin was much bigger than he was, and Levi knew it would be quite the fit. “There you go,” Erwin teased, “Go ahead, get that cock, beautiful.” Zeke lifted his hips, starting to ride Erwin with a fervor despite how shaky and tired he’d seemed moments ago. He appeared to have a renewed vigor, circling his hips and slamming his ass back down on Erwin’s cock. Little ‘ah’ noises were leaving his lips every few seconds, and Erwin was watching Zeke with mouth slightly agape, putting both hands on his hips. “It’s… It’s huge,” Zeke panted, swiveling his hips on it before bouncing some more, “Oh my god.” “You like that big cock in your pretty cunt, don’t you?” Erwin growled, placing a hand on Zeke’s throat and squeezing just enough to make him gasp and nod, “Keep going, baby. Don’t stop.” Zeke was riding feverishly now, bouncing as fast as he could. Levi was busy pouring himself some more scotch, cleaning up the desk that was soiled from Zeke’s seed. He watched the two fucking, some arousal in his belly. “My… My legs hurt,” Zeke whimpered, slowing to a halt, “Sir… please. I need it.” Erwin chuckled softly, helping Zeke lift his hips a little before starting to fuck up into him wildly, causing Zeke to cry out and place his hands on Erwin’s shoulders. Levi glanced over briefly to see the two fucking hungrily, and could feel some jealousy when he saw just how Erwin was looking at Zeke. But he knew this was all for political reasons, and Erwin was merely putting on a show. “G-Gonna c-cum,” Zeke whined, their foreheads resting against one another now. “Good boy,” Erwin praised, “I’m gonna fill you up, yeah? You’ll be dripping with my cum, won’t you?” Zeke nodded eagerly, trying his best to bounce back against Erwin’s thrusts as he jerked himself off, “Y-Yes… Yes! Oh god… Commander!” He spilled into his hand as Erwin delivered a few more stuttered thrusts up into him, stilling as he came inside of Zeke. With that, Zeke collapsed onto the couch, laying against the pillows and yawning sleepily. Erwin smirked at him, pulling himself out and patting Zeke’s ass lightly. “You did very well, Zeke,” Erwin murmured, leaning over to press a kiss to his temple, “You rest. But just remember, you belong to us now.” Zeke nodded a little, as if he didn’t really hear Erwin’s words all the way. He looked too tired to comprehend them, and Levi wanted to complain that the bastard was dribbling cum all over the couch, both from his ass and from his spent cock, but he refrained. Zeke fell asleep quite quickly, and Erwin exchanged a smug glance with Levi. “I told you it would work,” Erwin sighed, his hand kneading absentmindedly at Zeke’s naked ass, “He was quite good too. We could get him to do anything we want.” Levi rolled his eyes, sitting on the couch next to him, “And that was worth it for you?” “Oh yes,” Erwin nodded, “Definitely worth it.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Zeke tried to stay close to her friends as they entered the fetish club. It was her first time at one of these - she’d never been before, but her friends had been raving about it, so she wanted to join them this time. She wore a tight black leather skirt with a mesh crop top and a lacy bralette underneath, a pair of heels adorning her feet. She’d worn heavy makeup and done her long hair up into a messy bun, wanting to look cute but not too well put-together. They entered the fetish club, and Zeke was astonished to see just how much they had there: performers lined the stage wearing skimpy outfits, some with sex toys swinging in their hands or hanging off their pelvises. Zeke had never seen such blatant sexuality in front of her before, and though it made her a little uncomfortable, it was also slightly arousing too. They walked past a room with a plaque that read S&M Dungeon. Zeke couldn’t help but admit that she was curious about what went on in there. She saw a tall blonde woman with a full dominatrix outfit on: a black leather body suit with chains and belts all over it, a paddle in her hand that read bad girl on the front. Zeke could feel her breath leaving her as she stared at the blonde: she was gorgeous, and Zeke could feel herself growing embarrassed as she caught the woman’s eye: she had deep blue eyes, thick curly lashes, and perfectly sculpted brows. Zeke looked away quickly after making eye contact with her, feeling a redness creep up on her face from their brief interaction. When she turned around, her friends were nowhere in sight, already having gone off to find something to do. Some friends they are, Zeke thought to herself, feeling a little panicked now that she was alone. She looked around frantically, unsure of what to do with herself, before she felt a hand on her shoulder. Zeke turned around to see the dominatrix standing right behind her, paddle still in hand, and turned a furious shade of red. “Hi there,” she greeted, fingers stroking Zeke’s cheek lightly, “Are you lost, baby? You look like a frightened little kitten.” Zeke swallowed thickly, unable to help but stare up into those hypnotizing blue eyes, “I… my friends left me. I guess I should go look for them.” “Or you could hang out with me,” the woman smirked, “You look new here… did you want to try some things out?” Zeke couldn’t help but let her eyes rake up and down the woman’s body; she was insanely hot, and Zeke didn’t know what to do with herself. She couldn’t just pass up on the offer to do… whatever it was that the woman had in mind. She was too gorgeous to pass up. “S-Sure,” Zeke stuttered, “Erm… what’s your name?” “Elwynn,” the woman smiled, “But here I’m known as ‘mistress’. Your name?” “Zeke,” she replied, shyly tugging at her skirt to readjust it. “Cute,” Elwynn giggled at Zeke’s timidness before grasping her hand and beginning to lead her into one of the rooms in the S&M Dungeon. Zeke squeaked in some surprise as she was pulled in, a blush still burning her face as Elwynn shut the door. There were sex toys lined up on the wall, a small bed in the middle of the room, and Zeke could feel herself getting nervous the more time passed. “Is there anything specific you want to try?” Elwynn asked, “Or do you want me to decide? You can tell me if you’re uncomfortable with anything and I’ll stop.” Zeke nodded at the instructions, shrugging a little as she looked around, “Uh… you can decide. I’m not really sure what you do to be honest.” “Well,” Elwynn smiled seductively, taking the paddle in her hand and using it to tap Zeke’s thigh lightly, “This is essentially a sex dungeon for dominatrixes. So… I do whatever I want with you, essentially: spanking, fucking, bondage… anything I want as long as you consent to it.” Zeke was blushing furiously, “I… I don’t mind any of that… um… what do I do?” Elwynn was smirking, as if she found Zeke cute, and tapped her thigh once more with the paddle, “I think I’m going to make you my naughty little girl. Come get over mistress’s lap, darling.” Zeke stared as Elwynn sat down on the edge of the bed, patting her lap with the paddle. Zeke had never been spanked before, not even as a child, and she was worried she might not like it. But she had agreed to go to a fetish club, what had she been expecting? So she walked over to Elwynn on shaky legs before draping herself over the woman’s lap. “Good girl,” Elwynn praised, running the paddle up and down the leather skirt that covered her ass, “Now, what’s something you’d like to work on that I should punish you for today?” Only one thing was coming to Zeke’s mind, and she clung to Elwynn’s thigh as she whispered, “Um… I’ve been masturbating like… every day.” Elwynn chuckled softly, “Oh? You’re a horny little girl, aren’t you? Well, nothing wrong with masturbation, but everything is good in moderation. So let’s make it a punishment for over indulgence, hmm?” Zeke nodded a little, bracing herself against Elwynn’s legs. She felt the paddle running over her ass before it left her, and she squeaked loudly when Elwynn finally delivered her first hit with the paddle. It stung, but it wasn’t too bad, as she was shielded from the real hit by her leather skirt and lacy panties. “I want you to be a good girl for me, Zeke,” Elwynn murmured, running the paddle over her ass again, “Can you tell me you’re sorry for being so naughty?” Zeke cried out as another hit was delivered to her backside, stinging harshly. But the sting was also incredibly arousing, and she could feel a wetness pooling in between her legs. She gasped when Elwynn hit her a third time with the paddle. “I… I’m sorry for being naughty,” Zeke whimpered, “For… For masturbating too much. I’ll be good.” Elwynn cooed, “Good. Good. You’re doing amazing, Zeke. Mistress is going to give you seven more spanks for an even ten. I’m going to do two more with your skirt on, and then I’ll push up your skirt and spank your bare ass. Got it? Say ‘yes mistress’.” “Y-Yes, mistress,” Zeke replied, feeling that redness creeping up on her face again. It was a little humiliating, being in this position, but at least it was just the two of them. Elwynn gave her two more brutal hits with the paddle, alternating cheeks, before she hiked up Zeke’s skirt to expose her ass, tugging her panties down around her thighs before running the paddle along her already-reddened ass. “You’re doing a good job taking your punishment, Zeke,” Elwynn praised, “Are you going to change your behavior?” “Y-Yes mistress,” Zeke whimpered, holding her breath as Elwynn raised the paddle again. She delivered five harsh spanks all at once, alternating cheeks and making sure to hit her in her most sensitive spots. Zeke cried out, squirming in Elwynn’s lap and kicking her legs in an attempt to get away from the painful hits. She could feel tears pooling in her eyes, running down her cheeks from the pain mixed with pleasure, the wetness between her legs only getting worse. “Alright,” Elwynn shushed, “Shh, baby, that’s it. We’re all done now. You took it really well for your first time.” She ran her bare hand across Zeke’s ass, kneading at the stinging skin there to soothe it. Zeke was sniffling, one hand still clinging to Elwynn’s thigh and the other rubbing away her tears. That’s when Elwynn dipped her hand between Zeke’s legs, running it up and down her pussy, and she couldn’t hold in a moan. “Mmm,” Elwynn noted, “So wet already. You really are a horny little girl, aren’t you?” “Yes mistress,” Zeke answered almost immediately, another groan escaping her lips as Elwynn pressed her fingers between her lips and started stroking at her entrance. “I think this wet little hole needs to be filled, doesn’t it?” Elwynn asked, “Tell mistress you want it filled.” Zeke whimpered, pushing back against her fingers, “I… I want it filled, mistress.” Elwynn stroked at her entrance before pushing a finger inside and wriggling it around, “Mmm. I think we can arrange that. Get on the bed on all fours, ass up. Let me get my strap.” Zeke shakily got up from Elwynn’s lap, keeping her skirt tugged up and stepping out of her panties. She climbed onto the bed and got on all fours, pushing her ass up and laying her face down in the mattress. It all felt a little clinical in this environment, but she didn’t mind so much as long as she got pleasured. She watched Elwynn picking out a dildo behind her. She picked a fairly large one that had Zeke’s eyes widening, but she knew she could take it. Elwynn clipped the dildo into her strap on, walking over to Zeke and climbing up to kneel behind her on the bed. She tapped the dildo on Zeke’s asscheeks, chuckling under her breath. “Mistress is going to fuck you now,” Elwynn explained, “Your safe word is blueberries. Now, I don’t want to hear any fussing while mistress fucks you with her cock, do you understand? You’ll take it like a good girl.” Zeke nodded, noting the safe word in her mind before arching her back a little to push her ass out more, “Y-Yes, mistress. Please… fuck me, mistress.” Elwynn rubbed the huge cock against Zeke’s entrance, which was already so wet that when she started to push in, there was a loud squelch. Zeke gasped, clinging to the sheets below her as she was filled. She moaned and tossed her head back, whimpering loudly. “You like that?” Elwynn murmured, pushing in further, “You like my huge cock, baby?” Zeke moaned, nodding and whimpering, “Ohh… f-fuck! It feels so good!” Elwynn chuckled softly, starting to thrust in short bursts at first, “Good girl. Tell mistress how good your pussy feels.” “M-Mistress,” Zeke whined, “Mistress… my p-pussy feels s-so good!” “Mmm,” Elwynn hummed, “Good, mistress likes making you feel good.” Zeke groaned loudly as Elwynn thrust harshly into her, over and over, rolling her hips into Zeke repeatedly. Zeke was gripping at the bedsheets with her fists, mouth hanging open and practically drooling. Elwynn grasped her hair and tugged her backward so that she was looking up at the ceiling. Elwynn used her free hand to smack Zeke’s already-reddened ass, causing her to yelp and groan. “M-Mistress!” She cried out, “Oh mistress… please!” “Please what?” Elwynn ordered, giving her a few hard thrusts, “Tell me.” “I… I have to cum!” Zeke whimpered, “Please touch me!” Elwynn paused her thrusting, and there was a buzzing sound before Zeke felt a vibrating wand being pressed between her legs, rubbing against her clitoris and resuming her thrusts. She moaned, pushing her ass back against the thrusts and squirming against the wand, feeling the pleasure building in her stomach. “Cum, baby,” Elwynn murmured, “Come on.” Zeke screamed, cumming hard and shaking horribly at the overstimulation she felt in the instant aftermath. Elwynn let go of her hair and took away the wand, slowly pulling out of Zeke, who was panting and gasping to try and calm herself. “Good girl,” Elwynn praised, “You’re a very good girl.” Zeke collapsed onto the bed, whimpering and trying to pull herself together. Holy fuck, she thought to herself, unable to believe what had just happened. She certainly hadn’t expected to get fucked by a dominatrix when she’d walked into this club, but she was glad she’d met Elwynn. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Erwin was busy collecting firewood in the forest outside of their cottage when he found the omega. His husband, an alpha, had been in a rut for days now, and no matter how many times he fucked Erwin, his hunger was insatiable. Erwin knew that his husband Levi would need an omega to tame his urges, and Erwin was merely a beta, unable to fulfill that need for him. They’d come to an agreement when they’d gotten married: when Levi was in a rut, he was allowed to fuck omegas as needed. He needed to knot, and Erwin couldn’t take a knot as a beta, so this was a perfect arrangement for them. Erwin could tell the man was an omega when he smelled him. He smelled like slick, and Erwin had a sneaking suspicion that the omega himself was in heat. He was sitting on the embankment of the river, hand in the back of his pants, likely fingering himself. The man was gasping and whimpering with each movement of his hand, and didn’t even notice Erwin at first. When he did notice, he quickly removed his hand, a blush creeping across his face. “Wh-Who are you?!” The man asked, wiping his slick-covered hand on his pants, “What are you doing here?” Erwin immediately knew that this was what his husband needed: an omega in heat would surely satisfy his needs. He walked over to the man, leaning down and grabbing him around the middle before tossing him over his shoulder. The man squeaked and struggled, kicking his legs and squirming in Erwin’s hold. “H-Hey!” He protested, “P-Put me down!” “Shh,” Erwin started carrying him back towards the cabin, “You’ll be a perfect gift for my husband. And you need it too, don’t you? I can smell that you’re in heat.” The man wriggled around, whimpering, “I… I don’t even know you!” “But you want to be knotted, don’t you?” Erwin teased with a smirk, holding the man by the ass and starting to rub at his hole through his pants just for good measure. The man gasped and mewled at the feeling, clinging to Erwin and starting to calm down a little. “I… I want,” the man sighed, as if that was an answer to Erwin’s question, “I want…” Erwin chuckled softly, “What’s your name, darling?” “It’s Zeke,” he mumbled, still trying to escape despite the fact that he was moaning now under Erwin’s touch. “I’m Erwin,” he introduced himself, “My husband’s name is Levi. He’s in a rut right now, and he needs you to satisfy him.” Zeke whined quietly, “But I… I don’t know if I can… I’ve never let an alpha near my hole before.” “Shh,” Erwin cooed, approaching the front door of the cabin, “You’ll love it, don’t worry. Especially since you’re in heat, it’ll feel amazing.” Zeke was struggling a little harder now that Erwin opened the door, and Erwin sighed, continuing to rub at his clothed hole to keep him at bay. He could feel the warmth and wetness of the slick that was now starting to soak the pants, and could tell the man was enjoying himself despite his protests. “Honey,” Erwin called, “I brought you-” He didn’t even get to finish his sentence. Levi appeared in the hallway, clearly having smelled the omega from the moment they entered the house. Levi’s eyes were full of an insatiable arousal, one that Erwin knew he wouldn’t be able to help with. “You brought me an omega… an omega in heat,” Levi sighed in some relief, his dick tenting in his pants already, “Put him on the bed and get him ready for me. I’ll be there in a second.” Zeke whimpered, squirming in Erwin’s arms as Erwin began to carry him to the bedroom. Erwin tossed him onto the bed and climbed on top of him, pinning his hands above his head and sitting on his thighs to stop him from moving. “Are you going to be good and take it?” Erwin asked, “Or do I have to tie you to the bed?” Zeke wriggled uncomfortably, looking completely helpless. But he stopped his squirming, whispering sheepishly, “I… I’ll be good…” Erwin nodded, getting off Zeke and ordering, “Take your clothes off. Then get on the bed, on your hands and knees. I assume you know how to act around an alpha, so I trust you’ll be respectful to my husband and let him have his way with you.” Zeke nodded a little, climbing off the bed and starting to strip, “Y-Yes… I know how to behave around an alpha.” Though he’d been resistant at first, Zeke seemed to be more susceptible to the idea now. He got undressed and climbed back onto the bed on all fours, arching his back a little so that his ass popped up in the air. “Are… Are you going to watch us?” Zeke asked curiously, turning to look at Erwin, who was taking his place in an armchair in the corner of the room. “Yes,” Erwin replied, “It’s an agreement Levi and I have. He can fuck all the omegas he wants when he’s in a rut, but I get to watch.” Zeke nearly jumped at the sound of the door opening, and Erwin watched Levi walk in, already naked and ready to go. Erwin knew that Zeke was in for the fuck of a lifetime. Levi would need a lot to satisfy his sexual thirst. But Zeke was being good so far, simply waiting on his hands and knees and keeping his eyes forward as the alpha entered the room. “Oh fuck,” Levi groaned, “You’re already leaking slick… you really want it, don’t you?” Zeke whimpered, nodding as more slick began to trickle down his thighs. Levi climbed up onto the bed behind him, sighing contently as he reached a hand out as started rubbing at the hole in front of him. Zeke gasped at the touch, pushing his ass back eagerly. “So eager,” Levi chuckled, “Where’d you find this one, Ervy? He’s already such a little slut for it.” Zeke was considerably red in the face as more slick poured down his thighs, unable to help how turned on he was getting. Erwin was enjoying the sight of his husband getting ready to fuck such a submissive omega, and he could feel his pants tightening just from the thought of what Levi was going to do to Zeke. “He was by the river,” Erwin explained, “Fingering himself. Poor thing. He said he’s never been with an alpha before.” Levi stopped, raising an eyebrow before groaning softly, “You brought me a fucking virgin? God, Erwin. I really fucking owe you.” Erwin smiled, “Don’t worry about me. Just enjoy yourself, baby.” Zeke merely waited there on his hands and knees for Levi to do something to him. His legs were already quaking with anticipation, and Levi exchanged a tender, loving smile with his husband before turning his attention back to that perfect omega ass being presented for his taking. He tapped his dick against one of his asscheeks, dribbling some precum there as he sighed contently. “Spread your legs a little more,” Levi ordered, and Zeke groaned with some exertion as he spread his legs a little further apart, his hole now more visible. Erwin could see it from his position in the corner of the room. It was a pretty pink, and a little stretched from the omega’s fingering. “Mmm,” Levi hummed, dipping his index finger into the opening, which caused Zeke to moan, “Not wet enough yet. Don’t worry, I’ll have you dripping with it soon enough.” Zeke whined as Levi pressed two fingers in, fucking him brutally with the digits. Erwin knew how Levi liked it: he liked things rough and harsh, and Zeke was in for a difficult first fuck. But he was being respectful like an omega should be, staying on his hands and knees and letting Levi do as he pleased. “Now what’s your name, precious?” Levi cooed, curling his fingers to drag across Zeke’s prostate. “It’s… It’s Z-Zeke,” the omega moaned, “A-Alpha… knot me. P-Please.” Levi smirked at Zeke’s pleading, pulling his fingers out to smack his ass before shoving them back in brutally, “Patience. You’ll get my knot. I’m going to fill your tight little cunt with my cock soon enough.” Zeke whined, pushing his ass back eagerly against Levi’s fingers and leaking more slick down his thighs. Erwin pulled his cock out of his pants, starting to stroke himself as he watched the two. “I think you’re wet enough now,” Levi commented, adding a third finger with ease and fucking them against Zeke’s prostate, “Do you think you’re ready for it, omega?” Zeke nodded quickly, panting in desperation, “Y-Yes, alpha. P-Please… Please.” Levi pulled his fingers out, wiping the excess slick on Zeke’s asscheek before grasping his cock. He turned to Erwin with a smirk on his face, “How many times do you think I can make him cum?” Erwin shrugged, “I don’t know how much he’ll be able to take for his first time. Maybe three?” “We’ll go for three then,” Levi agreed, using his cock to draw circles around the puffy rim presented before him, “Are you ready for your first alpha cock, Zeke?” Zeke was whimpering and pushing his ass back, already so incredibly turned on and ready for it. He nodded quickly, “Y-Yes, alpha. Please… Please give me your cock.” “Good boy,” Levi praised as he began to push his cock past the entrance, “Good omega.” Zeke’s eyes widened at the feeling of Levi’s rather large cock fucking into him. Levi was pushing in slowly so that Zeke could get used to the feeling, but he bottomed out after a few seconds. Zeke’s fists gripped at the sheets, a desperate look on his face as he was filled. “How is it?” Levi asked, taking Zeke’s asscheeks into his hands and starting to jiggle them a little around his cock, “You feel amazing. I honestly don’t know how I’m holding back right now.” Zeke moaned, unable to speak coherently, “B-Big… ngh- so…so big.” Levi laughed under his breath before pulling out almost all the way and fucking back in, causing Zeke to cry out and his body to jut forwards a little on the mattress. Levi kept his grip on Zeke’s hips, starting a slow rhythm of pulling out almost all the way and fucking back in harshly, a loud smack echoing throughout the room every time he went back in. By the third thrust, Zeke cried out again, cumming all over the sheets. “There’s one,” Levi chuckled. “Baby, don’t you think you’re being a little light on him? Surely an omega can take more?” Erwin suggested, playing with his cock as he watched. He wanted to see Levi really give it to the omega, like Erwin usually took it. “Clearly fucking you has softened me old man, let’s see if I can fix it…” Levi teased Erwin before turning back to Zeke, “Now I’m really gonna give it to you, okay?” Zeke whimpered, “But… But it’s… it’s so sensitive, alpha. I don’t think I can- ah!” Zeke practically shrieked when Levi started fucking him wildly, slamming Zeke’s hips back against his cock each time he fucked into him. Erwin continued jerking himself off to the sight. When his husband was in a rut, nothing could stop him. He could fuck all night and still not be satisfied. But Erwin had a feeling this omega would help with that. “Ohh,” Zeke moaned loudly, head tossed back, “Ohh! A-Alpha! Alpha!” “That’s it,” Levi growled, almost out of breath now, “Alpha’s taking good care of that omega hole, isn’t he?” Zeke lulled his head up and down stupidly, as if he couldn’t think of any other way to respond. Levi gripped the back of Zeke’s neck and shoved his face down into the sheets, mounting the poor omega and ramming into his sweet spot as hard and as fast as his body would allow. Zeke was laying on his cheek now, face in the sheets as he was forced to just take whatever Levi would give him. But he was drooling, eyes half-lidded in pleasure and moans spilling from his mouth, little ‘ah’ sounds and pants resounding around the room. Slick was pushing past Levi’s cock and running down Zeke’s thighs. It didn’t take long for Zeke to cum a second time as Levi’s cock pounded his most sensitive spot. Erwin could see tears trickling down Zeke’s face now from how much pleasure he was in, and the sight only made Erwin more turned on, stroking a little faster at his cock. “Two,” Levi snarled before pulling out and taking a few deep breaths to get his energy back. “Ohh Levi, that’s so much better, he’s crying,” Erwin groaned, precum dribbling from the tip, “Fuck.” Zeke whined at the loss and started wriggling his hips to keep Levi’s attention. Levi smacked his ass a few times harshly, alternating cheeks and listening to Zeke cry out and sob apologies for being impatient. “You’ll wait like a good omega,” Levi snapped, “Do you understand?” “Y-Yes,” Zeke whimpered, ass now a fiery red from the short spanking, “Yes, alpha.” Levi smacked his ass once more for good measure before shoving himself back in, sighing contently at the warmth around his cock. He started with a couple of slow thrusts before picking up the pace and going to town again, fucking Zeke wildly as the omega sobbed and moaned, legs shaking from the overstimulation. Levi tossed his head back with a loud moan, and Erwin could tell that meant that Levi’s knot was starting to grow, as his thrusts were becoming shorter and more erratic. Zeke had a fucked-out look in his eye, barely able to keep himself up anymore. Levi groaned and circled his hips, watching his growing knot slide out of Zeke’s hole and pop back in with a squelch. It was getting to the point where Levi’s knot couldn’t come out anymore, and finally, he burrowed in a little deeper than usual, and Erwin could see a bump in Zeke’s stomach where Levi’s knot was sitting. “It’s so big,” Zeke sobbed, tears running down his face as he moaned, “Oh alpha… it’s so big.” “Shh, baby, shh,” Levi whispered, “I know… I just need you to cum one more time for me, okay? Then I’ll fill you up with my seed.” Zeke nodded dumbly, barely able to lift his head. He wriggled his ass back gently against Levi, fucking himself on Levi’s knot slowly and moaning loudly. His cock was red and angry against his stomach, looking almost painful as Zeke fought to cum a third time. “God,” Levi groaned, “Erwin, you found such a good omega for me.” “You both look so hot,” Erwin groaned, growing closer by the second, “Fuck, Levi. Seeing you fuck him like that is so sexy.” Erwin was just thankful that he wasn’t the one being destroyed for once. He enjoyed having sex with his husband, but again, Levi was insatiable when he was in a rut, and Erwin just couldn’t satisfy him no matter what he did. “C-Cumming,” Zeke mumbled before tossing his head back with a loud moan, “I’m… I’m cumming!” “Go ahead, baby,” Levi cooed, gripping Zeke’s hips and giving him a few harsh strokes to his prostate, “There you go.” Zeke let a cry tear from his throat as he came a third time, his legs finally giving in and starting to collapse. Levi grasped his hips and held him up before sitting back on his heels and pulling Zeke up so that he was sitting on his cock now. Zeke whined and moaned as the knot sank deeper inside him, and Levi rocked him gently on his lap, whispering dirty things in his ear that had Zeke blushing. “Look at that,” Levi whispered, running his fingers over the bump, “You see how well your omega hole takes my knot? You were made for it, baby.” “I… I feel it,” Zeke whimpered as he ran his fingers over the bump as well, “It’s… It’s so deep inside me…” “That’s right, baby,” Levi kept rocking his hips up into Zeke, groaning as he tried to finish inside the omega, “Mmm, fuck.” “Your knot would tear me in two, but look how well the little omega takes it,” Erwin groaned, “God, I wish you could knot me like that, I'd be so full.” That caught Levi’s attention, and he looked over at Erwin with a fiery lust in his eyes as he thrust a couple of times into Zeke, “Oh? You want my knot, Ervy?” Erwin nodded, stroking himself as he let out a breathy moan, “If I could choose how I go out, it’d be on my knees, getting split open by your knot.” Levi gasped at Erwin’s words, and they must’ve sent him over the edge, as Levi tossed his head back with a loud moan and started thrusting up brutally into Zeke. Erwin could see the blissful look on Zeke’s face as he was filled up, his eyes wide and his mouth hanging open as little ‘ah’ noises escaped him while Levi pumped him full. “Oh my god,” Erwin jerked faster, feeling his orgasm rising in his stomach, “Oh my god.” “Go ahead, Ervy,” Levi coaxed him, burying himself as deep as he could inside Zeke, “I wanna see you cum, just thinking about how my knot would stretch you open. You’d be fucking gaping.” Erwin cried out as he came, his hand pumping furiously at his cock as his cum spurted out all over his stomach. Levi shoved Zeke back onto the bed on his stomach, his knot going down enough for him to pull out now, cum spilling out of Zeke’s hole and onto the sheets. Levi shoved three fingers inside, “Shh, keep that in there.” “A-Alpha,” Zeke whimpered, “Alpha.” “What is it, baby?” Levi hummed, keeping his fingers inside before pumping them slowly. “I… I’m so sleepy,” Zeke whimpered, “Can I please lay down?” “In a minute, baby,” Levi murmured, “Alpha’s almost done with your hole, just be patient.” Zeke whined as Levi continued to pump his fingers in and out, before he finally removed them and let the flow of slick and cum spill out. Erwin groaned at the sight, getting up slowly and walking over to the bed. He was tired too, and he lay on the sheets next to Zeke, who collapsed beside him. Levi wriggled his body in between the two, leaning to growl in Zeke’s ear, “We’re going again when you wake up, so be ready for it.” Zeke groaned and nodded, pushing his ass back against Levi’s crotch. Erwin wrapped his arm around Levi’s waist and snuggled up to him, kissing his cheek lightly and sighing, “I love you, Levi.” Levi turned to kiss Erwin on the lips quickly, smiling at him, “Thanks for the gift, baby. What a perfect present.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Zeke could feel himself getting nervous the closer he got to his commander’s office. How was he going to convince the man to let him take the children’s place? Reiner, Annie, Bertholdt, Marcel… he couldn’t allow those kids to go to Paradis by themselves. He knew he could do a better job and do the job of the four by himself, and he had to do it. He couldn’t let those four children go into such a dangerous environment by themselves, carry out such a difficult mission. It was his duty to protect them. The 20-year-old walked to the door of his commander’s office, knocking on it lightly. He heard the man inside call ‘come in’, and turned the handle, entering the room and shutting the door quickly behind him. He’d always been nervous around his commander for some reason or another. The man was incredibly handsome: muscular with blonde hair and the deepest blue eyes he’d ever seen. He was also insanely intimidating; someone you didn’t want to mess with. And here Zeke was, staring at the man: Commander Erwin Smith. “Ah, Zeke,” the commander smiled slyly, eyeing him up and down for a moment, “What brings you here?” Zeke cleared his throat, saluting the commander before taking a seat the man had offered through a gesture of the hand, “Well, sir. I… I was questioning your last order… to have the children infiltrate Paradis-” “They’re not just children, Zeke,” Erwin reminded him, glancing over some papers on his desk, “They’re Warriors. They carry the powers of our best Titans. They’ve trained their whole lives for this opportunity.” “I… I know,” Zeke murmured, “But I… I think we’re placing them in unnecessary danger by doing so.” Erwin looked up at him, eyeing him curiously, “And your alternative solution is…?” “To take their place, Commander,” Zeke tried to speak strongly, confidently; to convince his commander he could and would carry out this mission successfully, “I’m far more experienced than the four of them, and I could easily take down the walls in Paradis.” Erwin raised an eyebrow, “By yourself? I don’t know, Zeke… I think you’re overestimating your abilities… I think sending the children - the other Warriors - is a better bet.” Zeke frowned, switching to his back-up plan: to beg. He didn’t like to do so; in fact, it was against his character, but he knew that he would do anything he needed to in order to change the commander’s mind. “Please, sir,” Zeke pleaded, “I… I care about them. I don’t want to see any of them get hurt or… or worse. I’ve watched them grow up. I’m practically an older brother to them. And I can’t just… I can’t just allow them to go into something so dangerous.” “Zeke,” Erwin sighed, “You know they’ll have to go into battle sooner or later. They’re going to be in danger simply because they have Titan powers. It’s inevitable.” “Y-Yes, sir,” Zeke nodded, “But I was hoping to give them a little more time. And a mission that’s a little less… well… important. I can’t watch them go off to Paradis like that. Please. I’ll do anything to change your mind.” That seemed to catch the commander’s attention. He tilted his head, that cocky grin appearing on his face as he asked, “Anything, hmm?” Zeke was starting to regret having said ‘anything’, as he wasn’t sure what Erwin had in mind that he was smiling like that. Erwin’s eyes raked up and down his body, and suddenly Zeke was feeling a little embarrassed and vulnerable. Oh, he began to think, I think I understand now what he wants. “Y-Yes, sir,” Zeke nodded, swallowing thickly, “Anything.” Erwin chuckled softly, pulling a cigar from his drawer and lighting it. He blew the smoke gently in Zeke’s direction, causing Zeke to cough lightly. This only caused Erwin to smirk, smoking a few more puffs of the cigar before setting it down in the tray. “I’d like you to do something for me, Zeke,” Erwin murmured, “And if you do what I ask of you, I’ll give you your wish.” Zeke nodded eagerly, his throat feeling dry all of a sudden, though he wasn’t sure why. The commander rose from his chair and circled the desk, going to stand behind Zeke, whose head began to follow the man as he passed him. “Eyes facing forwards, Ezekiel,” Erwin ordered, and Zeke snapped his head back into place so he was facing forward, something about the man’s commanding voice getting to him. His strong, deep voice, and calling him ‘Ezekiel’. It went directly to his pants. He couldn’t help himself. “What… What would you like me to do, sir?” Zeke asked, hands sitting nervously on the armrests and fingers tapping anxiously on the wood. He heard Erwin moving behind him, and felt his warm breath on his ear as he growled in his ear, “Take your pants off and bend over my desk, darling.” Zeke shivered at his words, a horrible blush on his face as he was almost unable to believe this was really happening. His commander wasn’t too much older than him; only by about 5 years or so, but Zeke didn’t see why the man would have any interest in him. But he remembered what he was promised if he followed through with Erwin’s words, and he scrambled to his feet, fumbling with his pants and tearing them down before bending over the desk. His legs were already quivering from how nervous he was. There was a small laugh from behind him, before a sharp slap was delivered to his underwear-clad behind, “Boxers too, Zeke.” Zeke cried out from the hit. He was very embarrassed, and sure his face was entirely red at this point. He reached down and tugged his boxers down, the clothes pooling on the floor around his ankles with his pants. “Good boy,” Erwin praised, one of his large and calloused hands running along one asscheek before another quick spank hit him there. “Ah!” Zeke gasped out, hands darting out to grip the edge of the desk as he was jolted forwards from the hit. “Shh,” Erwin cooed, “There’s a good boy. You have the most beautiful ass, did you know that?” Zeke shook his head in response, face feeling hot, “N-No, sir.” “Well it’s certainly gorgeous,” Erwin muttered, sounding like he had the cigar held between his lips. Zeke felt two hands on either asscheek, pulling them apart, “Hmm, and your hole is quite pretty too.” Zeke whimpered as the cold air hit him, feeling exposed and vulnerable under Erwin’s touch. But under that, he was also insanely turned on by what Erwin was saying and doing to him. “I bet you suspect by now what I’m going to do to you?” Erwin wondered, thumbing at Zeke’s hole, which caused the younger man to gasp and bite his lip. “S-Sir?” Zeke inquired, not entirely sure how to answer that. “I’m going to give you my fingers - one by one,” Erwin explained carefully, thumb rubbing circles around Zeke’s hole before pressing against it, “And then, I’m going to give you something even better. Do you know what that would be, Zeke?” Zeke whined quietly, resting his hot forehead against the cool wooden surface, “I… I don’t know, sir.” He had his guesses, but he didn’t want to embarrass himself. And he was too hot and bothered to form coherent words anyways. Erwin let go of his cheeks before smacking his ass harshly a few times in a row, causing Zeke to cry out on each hit. He surprised himself by letting out a loud moan on the last hit. “I’m going to give you my cock,” Erwin spoke huskily, running his finger up and down the parting. Zeke groaned simply from his words, not sure what to say other than, “Yes, sir.” He wanted it badly now, his erection red and dripping against his stomach. He was sure Erwin had noticed it by now. Erwin circled back to his desk, plucking a bottle of lube from the top drawer. He popped the top open and poured some on his fingers. “You look rather excited,” Erwin noted, raising an eyebrow, “Are you?” Zeke nodded silently, keeping his eyes forward-facing as Erwin walked back around to take his place behind him. Zeke had never done anything like this before. He’d been with a man before, but he’d been on top, so this was certainly new to him, and he was admittedly both terrified and turned on at the same time. Erwin’s fingers pressed between his cheeks and against his hole, one lubed-up finger circling the entrance before he pushed it in slowly, causing Zeke to gasp and moan, not used to the feeling. “Oh my,” Erwin chuckled, circling his finger around Zeke’s insides, “You certainly feel like a virgin. Are you a virgin, Zeke?” Zeke whimpered, “Y-Yes, sir.” Erwin’s finger felt so foreign to his insides, a soft burn in his stomach, but a pleasurable one at that. He whined as his commander moved the finger around inside of him, pulling out and pushing it back in. Soon, a second finger was added to the first, and Zeke gasped at the feeling. “I’m going to fill you up,” Erwin murmured sensually, “Give you a good fucking.” Zeke was getting used to the idea, wanting Erwin more and more by the second. His hole was feeling so full already just from the two fingers, and he couldn’t imagine how good it would feel to have Erwin’s cock inside him. “Ohhh,” he moaned loudly as Erwin added a third finger, brushing them against his prostate, “Oh sir.” “Shhh,” Erwin cooed, pumping his fingers in and out, “Hush now. Be a good boy, Zeke. We don’t need the whole building hearing you now, do we?” Zeke shook his head, fingernails scraping at the wood of his desk, “N-No sir. I-I’ll be good.” “Very good,” Erwin removed his fingers, and Zeke could hear the unbuckling of a belt behind him, the sound of a zipper being undone. He’s going to fuck me, he thought, his face hot and his dick twitching against his stomach. He felt Erwin’s warm, pre-cum covered tip rubbing against his now-opened entrance, and let out a sharp gasp when the man began to press inside, the tip being swallowed up quite quickly. He hadn’t expected it to feel so amazing; hadn’t expected his commander to have such a large cock either. “Shhh,” Erwin shushed as Zeke let out a choked sob of pleasure, “You like that, don’t you? You like that big cock in your pretty cunt?” Zeke couldn’t hold back anymore; he let out a moan as Erwin bottomed out, his length making him feel all full and burning inside. Erwin stayed there, sighing contently as he groped Zeke’s ass. He spanked his ass cheek once again, “I asked you a question, Zeke.” Zeke whimpered, having not been paying attention, “Oh god. What… What was it?” Erwin chuckled softly, “I said,” he pulled out to the tip before sinking back in roughly, causing Zeke to squeal, “Do you like that big cock in your pretty cunt?” Zeke groaned and nodded dumbly, clinging to the desk as Erwin began a slow pace, grinding in and out of him teasingly. He couldn’t get enough, mouth open and drool dribbling down his chin. “Oh sir,” he moaned, trying desperately to push back in order to get more friction, “Sir, p-please!” Erwin smirked, “Please what?” “F-Fuck me, sir!” Zeke begged, “Please!” “Since you asked so nicely,” Erwin laughed softly before gripping Zeke’s hips and starting to go to town on his ass, plowing into him at a rapid pace and hitting his prostate with every harsh thrust. “Ah!” Zeke cried out, “Oh yes!” “You just want everyone to hear you, don’t you?” Erwin asked, smacking his ass again, “You want everyone to know you’re getting fucked by your commander?” Zeke didn’t even know what Erwin was saying anymore, and just lulled his head up and down in agreement with Erwin, “Y-Yeah.” “That’s a good boy,” Erwin growled, “I like seeing you on my cock like this. We might have to make this a regular occurrence.” Zeke nodded again, dick pulsing desperately with the need to be touched. He didn’t dare, though, worried about what Erwin might do to him if he touched himself without permission. He moaned and writhed under Erwin’s fucking, letting out a sob as he struggled to cope with the amount of pleasure he was feeling. “You’re going to cum for me when I tell you to, got it?” Erwin demanded, spanking his ass once more and eliciting a cry from Zeke’s mouth. “Y-Yes sir! Yes sir!” “Good,” Erwin replied, rutting him harshly against the desk before he ordered, “Ezekiel, cum.” Zeke cried out, spilling onto the desk and moaning as his sensitive hole was continually pummeled by Erwin as the man sought out his own orgasm. Zeke was spent, eyes practically glazed over and mouth agape as Erwin let out a few more stuttered thrusts before cumming inside of him. “Very good boy, Zeke,” Erwin praised as he pulled out, patting his ass gently, “You did well, especially for your first time.” Zeke couldn’t help the prideful feeling that welled up in his chest at Erwin’s compliments, and he shakily rose from the desk before Erwin pressed him back down, a strong hand on his back as he leaned over him. He whispered sensually in Zeke’s ear, “I’ll grant your wish, but I want you in my office twice a week, bent over my desk and ready to take it like a good boy.” Zeke groaned, his spent cock twitching from what a turn-on that sentence was. He instantly nodded, “Y-Yes sir. I will, sir.” Erwin let him go, sighing contently and tugging up his pants. Zeke shakily did the same, his legs trembling from the hard fuck he hadn’t been ready for. Erwin went and sat back at his desk, lighting up another cigar and starting to puff on it. “You’re dismissed, Zeke,” his commander said, shooing him with his hand. “Yes sir,” Zeke replied, “Th-Thank you, sir.” With that, he rushed out of the office, heart practically pounding out of his chest. He couldn’t believe what he’d just done with his superior, but he had to admit he’d enjoyed every second of it. A million thoughts ran through his head, but one stood out: he would have to come back, and he was looking forward to that more than anything. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Day 1: The Messy Kitchen
Day 2: Firsts
Day 3: True Self
Day 4: Sir
Day 5: Worth It
Day 6: Mistress
Day 7: A Gift for Alpha
Day 8: Taking Their Place