secureserver | Kinky + Angst?

Levi is quickly coming to the conclusion that this man is mostly just a pretty face with pretty words and neither of those things are trustworthy. He doesn’t have any faith in Erwin’s vision, honestly, he doesn’t fully see it but then again he doesn’t care too so much either. He exhales at the question and thinks of the dank place that he’d usually lay his head.

“No, it’s all shit and filth,” everything that mattered stayed on his person at all times. There are things that are precious to him but he keeps them close, small pieces of connections that have been severed one way or another.

“We can go.”

Kita hums in pleasure, his hips pressing down toward Atsumu more, riding his face more. His free reaches back, sliding through the others hair, curling his fingers against Osamu’s scalp.

“Let’s go to the futon,” he exhales heavily.

To be fair, he doesn't even know about his vision so far -- Erwin has told him, in broad strokes, what he intends to do with him, but he hasn't even met the Survey Corps yet. He might change his mind, he might not, time would tell. But for now, Erwin is perfectly aware that Levi has no reason to trust him and every reason to hate him.

All in due time, hopefully.

"Very well," he says, and motions at the direction Levi should start walking in. He may not be able to escape, but that doesn't mean Erwin trusts him either, though he's better at not openly showing hostility. But it will be a while until he stops expecting to wake up with a blade at his throat. For now, he prefers to keep this feisty little thief in his sight at all times.

As they approach the stairs leading Above, there's a group of Military Police waiting for them. Erwin gently rests a hand between Levi's shoulderblades, both to put up a bit of a show and to steer him a little, and as a subtle reminder to behave while they're under outsider scrutiny.

The commanding officer shoots them both a distasteful glare, which may be surprising for someone who doesn't know that the Survey Corps is basically the redheaded stepchild of the military as a whole and Erwin is the thorn in the ass of many aristocrats already, predicted to get that much worse when Shadis finally passes the torch, which is exactly why they may or may not have been trying to assassinate him already. ~~Had anybody reached out to Furlan or Levi with a job recently?..~~

The MP reaches toward Levi's collar, intending to roughly pull it down to check if the Survey Corps' Captain's story actually checks out; Erwin watches for Levi's reaction warily, ready to stop the officer's hand if he thinks Levi will react violently to getting touched like that.

Atsumu rolled down onto his ass, scouting back and getting undressed as he did, big cock flopping his hard belly with a hard 'thwack.'

Osamu also starts to undress, walking around his captain and flopping down next to his brother. Soon, they're naked, hard, and waiting for Kita to join them on the big futon.

Nope. Kayn knows how good he is in bed. Even if he is a little hung up on his size.

He slammed hard into the shorter man, humming contently around the nipple in his mouth as his other hand came up to play the other pectoral, alternating pinching the pink nub and rolling it under his thumb.

He's getting close; he's gonna try to hold off until he's gotten Ez off again. If not? Well, he can fuck while going soft, and he's sure fucking his load deeper into his bandmate would bring his cock back to life.

Kita looks over the twins when they both end up on the futon. Their bodies are perfect, cocks hard and big and the sight of both of them only makes the ache of arousal more intense. Soon, just as naked and his pussy wet he gets onto the futon, kneeling between them at first.

He takes both of their dicks in his hands, stroking them as his eyes dart between them. He wonders how long he could slowly stroke them like this before they'd (or before Atsumu would get too impatient).

The position is not ideal for the twins, as they both want to get their hands all over their boyfriend and have him between them. They were close as any other pair of siblings, closer because they were twins, but they weren't into the idea of twincest.

So having their boyfriend at their groins, stroking their cocks while their faces are close, is a little weird. But something they could handle. Atsumu got his hand on Kita's head, running his fingers through that pale gray hair. "You're so hot, Kita-san."

Kita watches them both and this is a learning thing for him, how to navigate being with them, keeping them both comfortable. He can sense that this isn’t ideal. So he does change course.

As Atsumu’s hand slid through his hair he moves to settle and lay between them, pressing a kiss to Atsumu’s lips first and then turning to Osamu.

This was much better, Atsumu thought as he put his hand back on Kita's head, and their boyfriend turned to kiss his brother. Still weird, but they were an odd bunch.

He lowered his head to nibble on Kita's shoulder a bit, his other hand going to his pussy and sliding into that wet heat again.

Kita whimpers softly into Osamu's mouth as his hips press upward as Atsumu's fingers press against his wet pussy. He reaches to stroke Atsumu's cock with one hand and the other finds Osamu's as he breaks the kiss to suck in a breath.

"You're so handsome," Osamu murmured, eyes blown as he gazed at his captain's face, lifting his hands to grope at Kita's small breasts, squeezing, thumbs rubbing perky nipples. He leaned in, taking one into his mouth and sucking gently on it as Atsumu fucked him with his fingers.

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Kita’s hands tighten on their cocks as the sensations of his sensitive breast being squeezed, nipple teased and then sucked as Atsumu’s fingers are filling his pussy. His breath comes out in pants, picking up. He’s so sensitive and his body already worked up it wouldn’t be that difficult to push him over the edge if they kept it up.

"You gonna cum?" Atsumu crooned. "Do it, baby. You've made us feel good; let us make you feel good." He added another finger into Kita's snatch. "You're so wet."

Osamu made happy, wet sounds around Kita's nipple and ground his dick against Kita's thigh.

It's odd for someone else to be in the Slipher showers at this time of the evening. Not that Jesse technically even belongs to the Slipher Red dorm, but he's become such a common sight around these parts that no one so much as bats an eyelash despite his blue uniform. He likes the Slipher locker rooms, mostly because no one ever seems to use them. Tonight, though, the stall opposite Jesse is conspicuously occupied, which makes it all the more awkward for Jesse when he reaches down to take himself in hand, biting his lip hard in attempts to keep himself from moaning while he works his fist over the stiff erection he hasn't been able to shake all afternoon.

"Fuck..."

Kita's hips arch as another fingers slid in, tightening around the fingers and he's so close. Between Atsumu's finger, Osamu's wet mouth on his chest. His breath catches as the pressure swells and then releases in a hot torrent of pleasure and a cry from Kita as he cunt clenches around the other's fingers, back bending upward chasing the pleasure as it washes over him.

Chazz usually showers when no one's around. This time, someone's come in after him and he can hear them cussing.

He tilts his head with mild curiosity. Yellow is trying to tell him what's going on but he flicks him away.

"What are you doing?"

It's sus to say fuck in the shower after all.

"Um."

Because of course Chazz picks the moment Jesse's just started to get a nice rhythm going to start asking questions. Oh, but it's been a long day and he is so hard, the feel of his own hand wrapped around his aching cock enough to make him moan despite the fact he's fighting to keep himself quiet and answer Chazz's god damn inquiry all at the same time.

"The hell do you do when you get a moment alone in the shower room, Princeton?"

He can't stop though, that's the problem. The sound of Chazz's gravelly voice is actually just making him harder still, making him stroke himself that much faster. Even worse, now he's got all kinds of mental images flooding his mind of what else Chazz might be doing with that mouth of his if he weren't asking stupid fucking questions... if he he were on his knees instead and--

"Ah!"

Jesse tries to bite his lip to keep the sounds from escaping him, but to no avail. He's not going to be able to control his soft gasps or his indelicate, ill-advised words at this point.

"Right about now's when you either decide to come over here and lend me a dang hand or get the hell out and give me some privacy, already."

Osamu pulled off Kita's breast, leaned up, and kissed him hungrily. "Want you," he murmured. "Wanna fuck you so badly."

"So do it," Atsumu said, removing his fingers from Kita's snatch and pinching his clit-dick.

Osamu took hold of his dick and shifted so his cock head was at the lips of his pussy, rubbing against it. "Ready?"

"You're not alone," Chazz points out. After all if he'd been alone then Chazz wouldn't have heard any of that. His cheeks are red like he's the one that's been caught doing something and not the other way around.

"Was that your plan?" Chazz asks peeking into Jesse's shower but not coming in just yet.

"Was what my plan?" Jesse grits out, trying his damnedest to turn away and angle himself toward the corner of the stall because what the fuck does Chazz think he's doing just peering over at him like that? It'd be creepy if the hot spray of the water wasn't keeping him going while his forehead hits the wall and his hand begins to stroke helplessly faster.

"Chazz... Please--"

Could he sound any more pathetic or desperate? Probably. But right now Chazz's gaze on him is fucking torture, so it's hard to imagine anything more intense.

Kita doesn't even have a chance to say anything himself before Atsumu is telling Osamu to fuck him. He whimpers at the other pinching the sensitive gland. His head lulls back as he sucks in some harsh breaths.

"Y...yes."

This was Osamu's first pussy. There was no denying Kita was a man, but Osamu had only fucked ass before. Kita was his first, and he hoped only, transman. With a breath, he pushed the head of his cock into his boyfriend's snatch and sighed at the wet heat. Okay, not bad. Not as tight as an asshole, different. He shifted, sliding deeper into Kita, a low whine in his throat as he sunk balls deep into his boyfriend. "Shit."

"Your plan. Starting to do that while you know i'm in the shower too and then trying to get me to come help you," Chazz says.

Even if he's judging he hasn't actually stopped looking at Jesse yet.

"So what if it was?"

It wasn't his plan, actually, but this seems to be the time to be a little daring if there ever is a time. Jesse casts a glance over his shoulder at Chazz, eyes challenging, though he doesn't turn his body quite enough to put on a full show.

"Would you say it's workin' or not?"

Chazz isn’t sure he expected Jesse to have such a bold comeback and he felt himself going a little red. Is it working? He wants to say no because he’s difficult and always too good for anyone’s bullshit but… he’s turned on. He lets out a huff.

“What do you want me to do,” he finally groused.

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