Dangerous Territory

Recon Mission

Levi had no idea when he fell asleep until he heard a voice groaning behind him. It felt like the middle of the night, and Eren had draped an arm around him, twitching restlessly. As his brain began to clear, Levi realized that Eren was rutting against his back in his sleep.

"We-vi," he mumbled. "More tea."

Levi lay still, trying to sort out what was happening, and curious. Oh so curious! He felt a stiff pole in his back, fabric scraping his skin in slow but rhythmic movements, stroking right up against his ass and lower back. He gulped, and he held still.

He knew what was going on, and he licked his lips. Just what did Eren do in his dreams? The thought added with the small thrusts made his own cock start to tingle. He reached down and rubbed softly, just to ease the need to touch.

Like a cat in heat, Eren mewled as his hips made thrusts. The arm around Levi twitched. Every tiny movement felt enhanced in the darkness. Every breath sounded louder. Levi stared ahead, overwhelmed by it all, and the hand down at his crotch rubbed a little harder.

"Ah!"

Eren's hips pressed harder. Levi felt shivering jolts all through Eren's body, from arms to hips and down to his legs. He knew what was happening.

He held still. Even as he felt wetness leaking up against him, he did not move.

Eren's body went heavy, like he was sinking all around Levi. Minutes ticked by as Levi still held perfectly motionless, wondering what he should do. He could wake up Eren and humiliate him. While that was a delicious idea, how could he explain the fact that he had not woken Eren up when he felt what was going on, or justify just how aroused he was right now?

Shaking his head, he pulled his hand away from his crotch. Playtime was over. Levi figured he would wait until his erection went away and then wake Eren to tease him, but instead he ended up drifting back to sleep.

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Levi awoke hours later by a groan. The light in the room was still dark, but dawn was coming.

"Scheiße," came a whisper filled with humiliation.

Levi did not move, but he was smirking in his mind. Eren must have woken up and realized what sort of dream he had last night.

He felt slow and cautious movements, more soft groans of anguish as Eren realized the mess he made, and then he heard stumbling footsteps rushing to the bathroom.

Levi continued to rest on his side. The damp spot on his long johns had dried, making a stiff patch on the fabric. That annoyed him; how filthy! He figured he should punish Eren for making such a disgusting mess.

How could he humiliate Eren best?

From the bathroom, he heard a slightly louder, "Scheiße!"

It took a few minutes, but Levi heard Eren shuffle out, open the wardrobe, and pull out fresh clothes to wear. Levi kept his eyes closed, feigning sleep. He felt Eren slowly lift the blanket to expose the sheets, a whispered curse, and then Eren shifted the sheet ever so slightly to expose Levi's back side.

"Oh nein."

There was a sigh of defeat. Eren must have seen the stain on the clothes. Levi's heart was racing. He really wanted to wake up now just so he could see his pitifully humiliated face.

Instead, the sheets went back down. He heard footsteps.

Don't tell me he's going to leave things like this. How boring!

Just as Levi thought that maybe he should act like he was just waking up before Eren slipped away, he heard those footsteps come around the bed. Eren sighed in defeat as he dropped to his knees to be eye-level. The sound of breathing was right in front of him.