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It was the night before Halloween, and it was just warm enough for Eren to wear the maid costume he’d bought without any annoying extra layers. The scenery around him was breathtaking; beautifully carved pumpkins lined every path of the jack-o-lantern festival, white candles flickering inside each one, bringing the designs to life.
Originally, the whole gang was supposed to come, but Armin and Jean didn’t know if they’d get off work in time, and everyone else was already doing something, leaving Levi as the only other person who could go.
‘Be there at 7 to pick you up, and no, I'm not wearing a costume.’ Levi texted earlier that afternoon to confirm.
Eren had been excited for the fall atmosphere and time with friends, but getting to be alone with Levi, like they were on a real date, trumped how he’d felt before. By the time 7 rolled around, Eren was dressed and wondering if Levi would even let him in his car when he saw him.
No one else besides Armin knew about the crossdressing, and when Levi arrived, there was a second where Eren thought he’d yell at him, but he only looked amused and said, “Get in the car, let's go.”
They’d spent the first half hour walking around and checking out the food stands, Eren getting a hot apple cider to warm him up, Levi insisting he have a few sips. The indirect kiss lingered on both their lips, and Eren was so wrapped up in thoughts of Levi that he didn’t notice he’d gotten a text from Armin.
‘Jean and I managed to get off early. Meet you there?’
“Ready to go see some more pumpkins?” Levi said, standing up from the picnic table and throwing their cup away. Eren followed him, a grin on his face, his hands straightening out his fluffy skirts.
“Yeah! Come on!” Eren boldly grabbed Levi’s hand and led him down one of the many paths, his heart beating loudly in his chest when neither of them let go. The further they went into the sea of pumpkins, the fewer people they passed, giving Eren more precious alone time with his date. They must have been at the end of the maze when they came upon a bunch of gigantic jack-o-lanterns arranged in a circle.
“Whoa, look at this one, Levi! Sucks that all the candles blew out, though.” Eren pointed at one of the biggest pumpkins he’d seen yet.
“A huge one like this should be up at the front, not hidden all the way back here. They must have used a chainsaw to carve this thing. I can practically stick my whole head through.”
“Gross! Don't do that, you’re going to get covered in pumpkin guts.” Levi cringed as Eren delved into the giant gourd by way of its carved mouth.
“Wow, it's so echoey in here.” Eren giggled, moving further into the hole and ultimately losing his balance, his plush ass stopping him from going all the way through.
“What are you doing? Get out of there!”
“Shut up!” With his body in such an awkward position, Eren found he couldn’t easily pull himself out. He struggled against the opening, only for his ribs to be squeezed against the hole in vain.
“What the hell? I can’t move!”
“What?!” Levi balked from outside the pumpkin.
“I’m stuck!”
“No way.” Levi wrapped his arms around Eren’s scantily dressed frame, trying to yank him out of the hole he’d wedged himself into. “This is so stupid, I can’t believe you got yourself stuck in a god damn pumpkin, Eren.”
I didn’t mean to! Pull me out!” Eren’s heart began to beat loudly, a flush settling over his face when he realized how bad this was.
“I’m trying!” Levi groaned, picking Eren’s legs off the ground and pulling.
“Ouch! Stop!”
“Sorry.” He carefully placed Eren back down and adjusted the skirts he’d ruffled, covering Eren’s ass back up. Frustration had settled over Levi’s entire face as he stood back and stared at his friend in disbelief. While this was probably the most asinine thing he’d ever witnessed Eren do, he did at least look adorable in his maid costume, stuck like a damsel in distress. The costume was perfectly fitted to his body, accentuating the perkiness of his behind, complete with stockings to match that hugged his thick thighs. Levi let his hand hover over Eren’s ass, his dick swelling to size in his pants, eyes unable to look away.
He groped over the fabric of Eren’s dress and squeezed the plump flesh. His Eren was so vulnerable, spread out and bent over for anyone to see. Levi pulled his attention away from Eren and looked around to make sure they were still alone. No one should see him giving in to his most horniest desires. He lifted the countless skirts, exposing a pair of ruffled panties with delicate bows decorating the waistband.
“No bloomers under your skirt? Scandalous.”
“Levi! What are you doing?” Eren yelled as he began to struggle uselessly. He could feel his underwear start to dampen with all this attention focused on his backside, tingling flowing up his thighs as Levi continued to massage his ass with lingering strokes.
“Don’t worry, no one will see us back here.” Levi gripped hold of Eren’s panties, tugging them down his legs and letting them fall to his knees. His breath caught in his throat. Instead of a cock, he was staring in awe at Eren’s pink pussy, creamy wetness pooling around the entrance.
“You’re a girl?” Levi pulled apart Eren’s asscheeks to get a better look. His entrance looked so soft and inviting, like it would glide effortlessly over Levi’s cock, barely any foreplay necessary to prep him.
“God and you're soaked.” Levi choked out, having to stifle a moan in the back of his throat.
Eren didn’t respond, embarrassment settling over him; he felt like he could die.
“Why are you so wet? Is it because you want me?”
“No!” Eren cried out, even though he did want Levi, wanted him so badly; it was shameful to admit it. He pinched his legs together, squishing his cunt between his thighs in an attempt to hide his privates, exposing him even more.
“Oh fuck.” Levi felt an intense warmth rising in his core, and the unmistakable jerk of his cock. He ran his fingers over Eren’s pussy, sticky liquid covering his digits. Levi slipped his fingertips into his mouth, sucking off the fragrant juices, a low moan falling from his mouth.
“You taste so sweet, Eren.”
He continued to pet along Eren’s entrance, stimulating all the little nerve endings there. Eren was no longer fighting, his breath becoming ragged and his stocking-clad legs no longer squeezing together but spreading apart, offering what was between. Every little touch was amplifying his arousal, making him submissive and compliant, surrendering all of his control to Levi. Fingers delved through Eren’s pussy lips, feeling for his clit, which had swollen up from all the gentle petting.
“I can feel how turned on you are.” Levi hummed, tracing lazily over the engorged sex.
Eren gulped down a moan, thankful that his face was hidden so Levi couldn’t see the furious blush on his face. He’d never been touched like this before, stimulated so intensely; it was viciously overwhelming. Tender circles were rubbed into his clit, Levi’s crotch becoming flushed against Eren’s pussy, which transferred clear fluids all over the front of his jeans.
Friction began to build between them; the gentle rolls of Levi’s hips became slaps, his clothed erection pressing against Eren’s hole when he thrusted. Eren could barely contain himself, gasping feverishly as he focused on how good he felt, on how he was becoming undone.
“Yeah? Do you like that? Should I put it in you?”
Eren’s clit throbbed under Levi’s ministrations, every movement sending a wave of pleasure over him that made his legs go slack. He desperately wanted to shout, 'Yes! Levi fuck me! I’ve wanted it for so long!' but he couldn't spit it out.
Levi slowed his thrusting to a stop, and Eren wondered if he was coming to his senses, but then he felt a singular finger slide inside of him. Eren let out a high-pitched moan, the finger inside him responding by curling, stroking against a sensitive spot he’d never experienced before that sent sparks flying up his spine. Gradually, Levi added 2 more digits, coaxing the creamiest sounds out of Eren’s pussy that kept getting louder and louder as he got even wetter.
“Good girl.” Levi panted, speeding his digits up as quickly as he could. To his astonishment, Eren clamped down on his fingers and began to shake, clear liquid squirting down Levi’s hand.
“Such a good girl, Eren.”
Stocking-clad legs kicked as Eren came in waves, shudders rolling down his back. He couldn’t contain the pathetic whimpers coming out of him as he gushed all over the fingers curling inside him.
“That’s it.” Eren felt like he’d ascended to heaven, his entire being practically buzzing. The fingers rapidly fucking him began to slow before too long, grunts coming from Levi as he eventually pulled his digits out, his wrist cramping from the exertion.
“No, don’t stop!” Eren fussed like a brat. A slap across his ass made him jump, a pretty moan falling from his lips in response.
“Be patient, and I’ll give you something thicker.” Levi unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out, giving it a few lazy strokes before he guided it into Eren’s hole and thrust forward.
“Fuck-Eren, you feel so good.” The sound of Levi’s balls slapping against Eren’s ass echoed loudly through the maze; anyone close by surely heard them. Levi’s fingers sped up around Eren’s clit, torturing the little nub in hopes that he’d squirt again.
He was so engulfed in making Eren cum that he didn’t notice two figures sneaking up on them, watching from behind a flickering Jack-O-Lantern.
“Jean? What the hell is going on?” Armin whispered, his eyes locked on the erotic scene in front of him, unable to look away.
“No idea.” Jean was equally transfixed, and he hoped to god Armin didn’t notice the boner he was popping.
Levi was moving faster and faster, Eren’s cries becoming strangled, his legs visibly trembling as liquid began to spurt from his cunt.
“Levi!” Eren moaned with abandon, his entire body tensing up as he came long and hard.
“Keep cumming for me, baby. Fuck, you look so hot right now, squirting all over my cock.”
Armin had to hold his breath to keep from making a sound, his dick so aroused that it hurt. It was like watching a porno, and nothing could keep Jean and Armin from reacting.
“Shit.” Jean cussed, shifting where he sat crouched next to Armin, cock now fully erect in his pants. He stole a look at Armin, who was just as affected, if not more, and practically squirming next to him.
Jean leaned over to whisper in Armin’s ear, a devilish smile on his face. “Do you want to go back to the truck?”
Armin could only nod, taking Jeans' hand when it was presented to him. They snuck away undetected, sharing a steamy kiss inside Jean’s Chevy that only ended when Armin suggested they crawl into the backseat.