Ereri 1 - Part 08 - 8th Time
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The eighth time Eren popped an erection in public was not really in a high traffic area, and there were no people around save one.
Rivaille’s panted breaths fell against Eren’s sweaty neck as the teen held them both up with weight pressing Rivaille against the stonework wall. Quickly cooling come on his stomach made him aware that Rivaille had reached his peak and really, it wasn’t Eren’s fault that he felt another stirring in his loins at the sight of his commanding officer looking completely debauched.
Rivaille loosened his grip on Eren’s shoulders, flushed face turning up towards him expectantly. When the teenager didn’t immediately let him go, Rivaille’s eyes narrowed.
“Oi, brat. Hurry up and pull out.” He snarked, legs unwinding themselves from around Eren’s hips.
But Eren didn’t move, only looked at him with an embarrassed expression. A swift kiss was planted on Rivaille’s lips and he was hoisted up firmly into Eren’s arms. “Sorry, Corporal.”
And then Rivaille felt the renewed hardness in his behind. “NO.”
But Eren had already started moving, thrusting in and out smoothly as his previous load slicked the Corporal’s passage. An obscene squelching sound filled the empty linen-room as Eren moved.
“Nngh - Eren, stop. I’ll kill you - ah!”
Eren leaned forward and bumped his forehead to Rivaille’s. “Sorry, I can’t. You’re too - hahh - gorgeous.”
Rivaille scowled. “Shut your mouth - ahhh…!!”
Eren chuckled, panting. “Ah, found it again - mmm!”
“Just hurry up!” Rivaille demanded, head flying back to hit the wall as Eren skilfully managed to press against that spot inside him with every goddamn thrust. The Corporal found himself fully erect once again, his penis bobbing as Eren steadily fucked into him.
“Mmmm!” Eren moaned softly. Tight, wet heat surrounded him, sucking him in with each inward stroke. He loved the little sounds that seeped from Rivaille’s lips, the soft moans that couldn’t be held back by sheer force of will. His hot flesh speared into Rivaille over and over again, the older man’s delicious warmth clamping down on him each time the head of his cock pressed dead on Rivaille’s prostate.
But even as their hushed sounds of pleasure reverberated through the room, Eren felt his legs starting to give. He had no idea how long they’d been having sex for but he was starting to tire from holding himself and Rivaille up. With a misaimed thrust, his dick didn’t slide back into Rivaille’s hole as he wanted, but instead slipped down along the slippery crevice of the Corporal’s ass instead.
Rivaille’s pleasure-filled face quickly turned annoyed as Eren lost his grip and they fell down into a heap. “Oi, what are you doing! Hurry the fuck up and put it back in.” he demanded, feeling that hot rod of flesh against him and - he would never admit it - aching for it to be inside him once again.
Eren smiled apologetically. “Sorry, Corporal. My legs - WAH!”
Eren was pushed backwards, limbs detaching from Rivaille’s hips to flail as his back hit the floor with a sharp impact. “Oww…” he groaned, eyes closed. When he refocussed, his breath hitched and his cum-soaked arousal slowly leaked a pearly drop of precum. Rivaille was straddling his thighs, shirt unbuttoned and falling off one shoulder.
“Tch, I have to do things myself, useless idiot.”
Green eyes followed the swipe of a pink tongue against those bruised lips and then Eren watched as Rivaille lifted himself, one hand balancing himself against Eren’s abdomen and the other behind himself to grip the teen’s erection.
With one smooth motion, Rivaille seated himself on Eren’s hardness and they both let out a hiss as the younger man sank even further inside the Corporal’s heat.
“Fuck,” Rivaille swore as he began to move, sliding himself up and down Eren’s shaft. Both hands were now pressed against Eren’s stomach, digging in almost painfully, but Eren didn’t care. His vision was filled with Rivaille - the way his smooth, toned body tensed and flexed with each movement, the way his eyelashes fluttered against his cheeks as he lost himself in pleasure, the arch of his cock towards his stomach and the way it slapped against him with each rise and fall.
“Rivaille…” Eren breathed. Eyes opened into grey slits as sweat continued to drip down Rivaille’s body as he moved.
“I didn’t - ahhh - give you perm - HAH! - permission to call me that - shit - you brat!”
Eren’s hand reached forward to grasp the temptingly oozing erection in front of him, earning him a low groan when he stroked it. “You can kill me later.” Eren said quietly between gasps. “But Rivaille, you’re mine at the moment.” And with that, he started tugging at the Corporal’s cock, steadily bringing him to that precipice once again. “Mine,” Eren groaned, forcing his eyes to stay open to take in the gorgeous sight of the stoic man unravelling completely.
“Nghh, don’t be so - fuuck - presumptuous, Eren - ah!”
With that, Eren forced himself upwards, pushing deep within the Corporal before hoisting them both up and flipping their positions. Rivaille’s legs ended up on either side of Eren’s hips and the teen plowed into that tight cavern again and again.
“Ahhh - hah - mmm!” Rivaille groaned as Eren ruthlessly shoved that huge cock into him over and over again.
Eren bent down and muttered into Rivaille’s ear, “I don’t think I’m being presumptuous, sir. Ahhh - because I think that right at this moment,” he accentuated his words with a particularly deep thrust that had Rivaille arching upwards with a muffled shout. “I can say that you’re mine, and mine only.”
Rivaille’s flush deepened, though whether in indignation or embarrassment it was unable to tell. “Sh-shut up.” He replied through clenched teeth. “Just hurry up and - ah! - fuck me til I come.”
Eren moaned in arousal and pressed his lips sloppily to Rivaille’s, their tongues meeting in a heated tangle. The teen forcefully gripped Rivaille’s hips and pounded in harder and harder, pressing in so deep with every stroke that Rivaille would admit was such a fucking turn on.
“NNGH!” Rivaille groaned, feeling that peak of ecstasy nearing. “Faster!” he demanded, hips moving and thrusting back onto Eren’s penis.
Eren’s obliged and - just - a few more - “NNNNNNNNNGH!” Viscous white come squirted from Rivaille’s cock as his balls tightened, jetting the fluid upwards to splatter across Rivaille’s chest and abdomen. His passage clenched down on the hot length inside him, and Eren could only thrust once - twice more before he stiffened and cried out, releasing warm sticky liquid deep into the Corporal and coating those fluttering walls with the evidence of his pleasure.
Eren’s arms all but gave way and he flopped forward to rest his elbows on either side of Rivaille’s head, letting their foreheads touch. They stayed that way for countless moments, until Rivaille shifted slightly. Eren met the Corporal’s sated gaze with his own and before he knew it, he had pressed a soft kiss against Rivaille’s cheek.
“Rivaille,” he tried softly, wondering if he would feel a kick within seconds.
Surprisingly, there was no physical retaliation, only grey eyes glaring up at him beneath damp, tousled locks. “Oi, I didn’t say you could call me that. It’s Corporal to you.”
Eren smiled cheekily and gently pulled his softened cock from Rivaille’s body. To his chagrin, Rivaille felt warm slippery fluid drip out from his asshole and he opened his mouth to give that brat a piece of his mind about making messes. “You…” he hissed. Lips against his cut him off and he couldn’t help but melt into the kiss.
“I think that that gives me permission to call you mine, at least for a little while, ne?” Eren said, still smiling.
“Tch. You’re such an animal.”
Eren lapped at Rivaille’s neck, enjoying the shiver that he received. “As long as I can have you.”
“…”
There was a short period of silence and then…
“WHO SAID YOU COULD PUT YOUR HUGE FUCKING DICK IN ME TWICE?!”
“GYAAAAH!”
The eighth time Eren popped an erection in public was not really in a high traffic area, and there were no people around save one.
Rivaille’s panted breaths fell against Eren’s sweaty neck as the teen held them both up with weight pressing Rivaille against the stonework wall. Quickly cooling come on his stomach made him aware that Rivaille had reached his peak and really, it wasn’t Eren’s fault that he felt another stirring in his loins at the sight of his commanding officer looking completely debauched.
Rivaille loosened his grip on Eren’s shoulders, flushed face turning up towards him expectantly. When the teenager didn’t immediately let him go, Rivaille’s eyes narrowed.
“Oi, brat. Hurry up and pull out.” He snarked, legs unwinding themselves from around Eren’s hips.
But Eren didn’t move, only looked at him with an embarrassed expression. A swift kiss was planted on Rivaille’s lips and he was hoisted up firmly into Eren’s arms. “Sorry, Corporal.”
And then Rivaille felt the renewed hardness in his behind. “NO.”
But Eren had already started moving, thrusting in and out smoothly as his previous load slicked the Corporal’s passage. An obscene squelching sound filled the empty linen-room as Eren moved.
“Nngh - Eren, stop. I’ll kill you - ah!”
Eren leaned forward and bumped his forehead to Rivaille’s. “Sorry, I can’t. You’re too - hahh - gorgeous.”
Rivaille scowled. “Shut your mouth - ahhh…!!”
Eren chuckled, panting. “Ah, found it again - mmm!”
“Just hurry up!” Rivaille demanded, head flying back to hit the wall as Eren skilfully managed to press against that spot inside him with every goddamn thrust. The Corporal found himself fully erect once again, his penis bobbing as Eren steadily fucked into him.
“Mmmm!” Eren moaned softly. Tight, wet heat surrounded him, sucking him in with each inward stroke. He loved the little sounds that seeped from Rivaille’s lips, the soft moans that couldn’t be held back by sheer force of will. His hot flesh speared into Rivaille over and over again, the older man’s delicious warmth clamping down on him each time the head of his cock pressed dead on Rivaille’s prostate.
But even as their hushed sounds of pleasure reverberated through the room, Eren felt his legs starting to give. He had no idea how long they’d been having sex for but he was starting to tire from holding himself and Rivaille up. With a misaimed thrust, his dick didn’t slide back into Rivaille’s hole as he wanted, but instead slipped down along the slippery crevice of the Corporal’s ass instead.
Rivaille’s pleasure-filled face quickly turned annoyed as Eren lost his grip and they fell down into a heap. “Oi, what are you doing! Hurry the fuck up and put it back in.” he demanded, feeling that hot rod of flesh against him and - he would never admit it - aching for it to be inside him once again.
Eren smiled apologetically. “Sorry, Corporal. My legs - WAH!”
Eren was pushed backwards, limbs detaching from Rivaille’s hips to flail as his back hit the floor with a sharp impact. “Oww…” he groaned, eyes closed. When he refocussed, his breath hitched and his cum-soaked arousal slowly leaked a pearly drop of precum. Rivaille was straddling his thighs, shirt unbuttoned and falling off one shoulder.
“Tch, I have to do things myself, useless idiot.”
Green eyes followed the swipe of a pink tongue against those bruised lips and then Eren watched as Rivaille lifted himself, one hand balancing himself against Eren’s abdomen and the other behind himself to grip the teen’s erection.
With one smooth motion, Rivaille seated himself on Eren’s hardness and they both let out a hiss as the younger man sank even further inside the Corporal’s heat.
“Fuck,” Rivaille swore as he began to move, sliding himself up and down Eren’s shaft. Both hands were now pressed against Eren’s stomach, digging in almost painfully, but Eren didn’t care. His vision was filled with Rivaille - the way his smooth, toned body tensed and flexed with each movement, the way his eyelashes fluttered against his cheeks as he lost himself in pleasure, the arch of his cock towards his stomach and the way it slapped against him with each rise and fall.
“Rivaille…” Eren breathed. Eyes opened into grey slits as sweat continued to drip down Rivaille’s body as he moved.
“I didn’t - ahhh - give you perm - HAH! - permission to call me that - shit - you brat!”
Eren’s hand reached forward to grasp the temptingly oozing erection in front of him, earning him a low groan when he stroked it. “You can kill me later.” Eren said quietly between gasps. “But Rivaille, you’re mine at the moment.” And with that, he started tugging at the Corporal’s cock, steadily bringing him to that precipice once again. “Mine,” Eren groaned, forcing his eyes to stay open to take in the gorgeous sight of the stoic man unravelling completely.
“Nghh, don’t be so - fuuck - presumptuous, Eren - ah!”
With that, Eren forced himself upwards, pushing deep within the Corporal before hoisting them both up and flipping their positions. Rivaille’s legs ended up on either side of Eren’s hips and the teen plowed into that tight cavern again and again.
“Ahhh - hah - mmm!” Rivaille groaned as Eren ruthlessly shoved that huge cock into him over and over again.
Eren bent down and muttered into Rivaille’s ear, “I don’t think I’m being presumptuous, sir. Ahhh - because I think that right at this moment,” he accentuated his words with a particularly deep thrust that had Rivaille arching upwards with a muffled shout. “I can say that you’re mine, and mine only.”
Rivaille’s flush deepened, though whether in indignation or embarrassment it was unable to tell. “Sh-shut up.” He replied through clenched teeth. “Just hurry up and - ah! - fuck me til I come.”
Eren moaned in arousal and pressed his lips sloppily to Rivaille’s, their tongues meeting in a heated tangle. The teen forcefully gripped Rivaille’s hips and pounded in harder and harder, pressing in so deep with every stroke that Rivaille would admit was such a fucking turn on.
“NNGH!” Rivaille groaned, feeling that peak of ecstasy nearing. “Faster!” he demanded, hips moving and thrusting back onto Eren’s penis.
Eren’s obliged and - just - a few more - “NNNNNNNNNGH!” Viscous white come squirted from Rivaille’s cock as his balls tightened, jetting the fluid upwards to splatter across Rivaille’s chest and abdomen. His passage clenched down on the hot length inside him, and Eren could only thrust once - twice more before he stiffened and cried out, releasing warm sticky liquid deep into the Corporal and coating those fluttering walls with the evidence of his pleasure.
Eren’s arms all but gave way and he flopped forward to rest his elbows on either side of Rivaille’s head, letting their foreheads touch. They stayed that way for countless moments, until Rivaille shifted slightly. Eren met the Corporal’s sated gaze with his own and before he knew it, he had pressed a soft kiss against Rivaille’s cheek.
“Rivaille,” he tried softly, wondering if he would feel a kick within seconds.
Surprisingly, there was no physical retaliation, only grey eyes glaring up at him beneath damp, tousled locks. “Oi, I didn’t say you could call me that. It’s Corporal to you.”
Eren smiled cheekily and gently pulled his softened cock from Rivaille’s body. To his chagrin, Rivaille felt warm slippery fluid drip out from his asshole and he opened his mouth to give that brat a piece of his mind about making messes. “You…” he hissed. Lips against his cut him off and he couldn’t help but melt into the kiss.
“I think that that gives me permission to call you mine, at least for a little while, ne?” Eren said, still smiling.
“Tch. You’re such an animal.”
Eren lapped at Rivaille’s neck, enjoying the shiver that he received. “As long as I can have you.”
“…”
There was a short period of silence and then…
“WHO SAID YOU COULD PUT YOUR HUGE FUCKING DICK IN ME TWICE?!”
“GYAAAAH!”