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Erwin's body goes into a possibly dangerous rut, and Levi ends up being the only person who can help him through it. Well, he's going to try.
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That night, Levi dreams of Erwin’s cock in his mouth.
Fingers are gripped tightly in his hair, the entirety of Erwin’s hand fisted against his scalp. Erwin’s hips are rocking up into his mouth, forcing his lips wide, forcing them to stretch obscenely to make room for his added length, his thickness. Gone is the painful ache in his jaw, the bitter taste of sweat and salt that Levi associates with this act. In his dream, this is bliss. Erwin tastes of soap and sunlight. He doesn’t gag when he finds his lips so far down Erwin’s cock that his nose brushes against his abdomen, buried in a thick tangle of light blonde hair. He doesn’t gag. Tears don’t prick in his eyes and he doesn’t feel drool running down his chin. He just hears Erwin’s long, satisfied groan. Just sees the serene look on Erwin’s face, his head bowed forward, brows pulled taut and lips parted.
“Ah, Levi.” He mumbles. Quiet. Secretive. This moment shared between the two of them in the privacy of the office. This fucking office. “Be good for me. I’m trusting you with this.”
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This fic is for NSFW Eruri Week 2024. Prompt: Wet Dreams.
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- Part 5 of NSFW Eruri Week 2024