Bottom Eren Oneshots

Like the first, but diff premise

The bed creaks as two sweaty bodies rut against each other; heavy breathing and skin slapping are flooding the space.

Atop the bed is an ebony haired, broad shouldered, muscular man, drilling into the moaning brunette beneath him; high pitched yelps of immense pleasure fulfill the room alongside the other pleasured noises.

They're loud; too loud according to the  neighbors who have complained about being able to faintly hear their love making.

“Who does this fat ass belong too, Eren, who!?” the man asked, teeth clenched together and his eyes closed. gravelly voice coming through as sweat sheens his forehead and dripping onto the other.

“Ahh-AHH-MOREMOREYour-yoursLevi. My AHH- big-g MAN!” Eren manages to tongue as he gets lost in the feeling of being ravaged by his lover; large hands grips his rotund hips as the man above him pistons his hips at an animalistic pace.

- after 39 mins

Levi releases in Eren, satisfied. They’re covered in sweat, their brains try to comprehend the euphoria they felt.

The moment is too sweet as Levi lays his head on Eren’s chest, basking in his beloveds scent and arms: getting comfortable sleeping on the soft, pillow-like mounds belonging to his wife.

To Levi's enjoyment, Eren combs his hand through Levi's sweaty hair, his delicate hands undoing knots and soothing the tired man atop him. Levi tries to stay awake, but fails once Eren starts humming his siren like tune.

The sound of pots and pans wakes Levi up. He shruggly gets out of bed stretching, looking for the sweats he wore the day before. Usually, he'd be disgusted by reusing dirty clothes, but he was way too excited to see and touch Eren to even care.

After getting dressed, Levi makes his way to the kitchen; his beautiful wife standing in front of the hot stove. The food smelled so good, so delectable, he practically sprinted to be closer.

Being just a few steps away, he sneaks behind him placing his hands on Eren's waist; making the other jump.

“OOo, its just you, how did you sleep?” Eren asked, pouting,” We need to keep it down next time, too, Smith came over to warn us...again.”

“Fuck him, and I slept good,” a pregnant pause filled the kitchen, the sizzling of bacon drawing Levi's attention,” The dumbass sun was bothering me this morning…woke me up from a good dream. But, how are you?”

“Oh, good sweetheart, bee woke me up early, she wanted a pre-breakfast snack.” Eren giggled at the thought of his baby. She was always hungry for her Mommy’s attention and, well, milk.

Levi smiled at the thought of his baby girl. But, he reaches around to gently cup Eren's boobs at the thought of Eren's mommy milk.

Not to long after they were married, when they first conceived, Levi found out he had a unexpected obsession with Eren's milk. The first time he sucked to hard, he received a sweet, creamy, oddly sensual, suprise. After so, day by day, Levi dreamt of Erens sweet mommy nectar.

Levi moves his hands onto Erens hips, gripping baby fat and pulling them towards his semi- hard dick.  Eren squeals as shoos Levi's hands away.

As if on que her crying fills the small unit. Eren turns towards the baby room, and hands the spoon to levi, leaving the man to watch the food; levi cant cook but he  can make sure things dont burn.

Eren reaches the babies room, his pumpkin already standing up in her crib. Her gummy smile is illuminated by her bright gray eyes, just like her Papa’s.

Eren picks her up, settling her on his waist; securing her as he fixes up her bed. Like himself, she likes to toss and turn at night.

Beatrice, uses her little fists to grab onto her Momma’s hair, tugging a little bit. She tries to put a strand in her mouth. But Eren grabs her hand before she has the chance to choke on his thick, brown strands.

Eren coos at her before kissing her cheek, and taking her to the changing table; there, he prepares her for the day.

Levi quietly walks into the room as Eren is finishing up. He wraps his arms around Eren's slim waist, kissing his neck as he coos at his baby girl.

She giggles at her Papa’s soothing voice.

The moment was beautiful, their family was beautiful; the love Levi and Eren had was beautiful. To Levi, anything and everything Eren does is beautiful.

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Tbc.