Eren can't miss the way Jean's cock jumps. He's not sure what combination of things does it but it doesn't matter. He feels something close to triumph about it. He's not the only fucked up person in this tent, after all. He likes the confirmation anyway.
How Eren will explain away bloodstains later doesn't matter to him. He bleeds on shit all the time; it's a side-effect of being a titan shifter. It's also just a side-effect of being Eren.
Eren's eyes close most of the way when Jean pushes his dick back into his mouth. The taste of blood and Jean's skin together is better than blood alone. He doesn't bother dwelling on what that says about him. He doesn't have a real desire to taste Jean's blood, though he's bitten him hard enough to bleed in the past. That's just extra damage.
His own blood, the reminder of pain and life, is a lot sexier somehow. It's not a wound he caused, no self-injury leaving marks in his hands. That's part of the allure here for him. Hurting himself is commonplace. Other people hurting him is too by now, but he chooses this. He chooses this thing with Jean over and over and will keep doing it until he has to leave without looking back.
Maybe it will make whatever comes later easier. Maybe it will make it harder. But if they live like all they have is now, then...
He remembers Jean's order and his agreement to do it.
Jean's cock slides back out of his mouth a little then back in. Eren sucks lightly, then moves his head back, not enough so Jean's cock falls out of his mouth again. Then he pushes forward again until Jean's cock hits the back of his throat before he repeats it. He's not lazy about it, exactly. But he's not in a hurry yet. He uses his tongue to tease along the underside as his mouth drags backwards, repeating the motion. There's not as much he can do without a hand there to hold the other boy steady in his mouth. This will have to do.
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How Eren will explain away bloodstains later doesn't matter to him. He bleeds on shit all the time; it's a side-effect of being a titan shifter. It's also just a side-effect of being Eren.
Eren's eyes close most of the way when Jean pushes his dick back into his mouth. The taste of blood and Jean's skin together is better than blood alone. He doesn't bother dwelling on what that says about him. He doesn't have a real desire to taste Jean's blood, though he's bitten him hard enough to bleed in the past. That's just extra damage.
His own blood, the reminder of pain and life, is a lot sexier somehow. It's not a wound he caused, no self-injury leaving marks in his hands. That's part of the allure here for him. Hurting himself is commonplace. Other people hurting him is too by now, but he chooses this. He chooses this thing with Jean over and over and will keep doing it until he has to leave without looking back.
Maybe it will make whatever comes later easier. Maybe it will make it harder. But if they live like all they have is now, then...
He remembers Jean's order and his agreement to do it.
Jean's cock slides back out of his mouth a little then back in. Eren sucks lightly, then moves his head back, not enough so Jean's cock falls out of his mouth again. Then he pushes forward again until Jean's cock hits the back of his throat before he repeats it. He's not lazy about it, exactly. But he's not in a hurry yet. He uses his tongue to tease along the underside as his mouth drags backwards, repeating the motion. There's not as much he can do without a hand there to hold the other boy steady in his mouth. This will have to do.