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Levi was sure he was living in a dream.
After confessing to Eren, he had switched rooms with Armin, so now he and Eren could sleep together. They had two single beds that they dragged close to each other at night and separated back in the morning. This way Levi could happily fall asleep in Eren’s arms after kissing and cuddling. It still all felt surreal, he was hardly used to the new intimacy between him and Eren, but his now boyfriend always made sure to remind him that this was their new reality.
He woke Levi up with tender kisses on his hair or cheeks, he rubbed his back before they fell asleep, and laced their fingers or wrapped an arm around Levi’s waist whenever they were outside. If he was hanging out with his friends while Levi read his book or listened to Hange talk, Eren’s gaze often fell on Levi, followed by a soft smile when their eyes met. Levi completely melted at the sight, chest swelling more and more.
Being with Eren was even better than he had imagined. He had always wondered how it would be to have his best friend as his boyfriend, and now he knew it couldn’t have been any better. There already was a deep level of trust and complicity between the two of them and the step forward they took was only deepening it. Now that they both could be honest with their feelings, there was very little they didn’t share with each other, and if Levi had always felt the most at ease around Eren, now being with him felt even more like home.
There was a comfortable sensation to their new relationship, but that didn’t mean that Levi didn’t get restless when Eren was around. He was aware of his touch, of his bare skin on his own, of his hands on any part of his body. Electricity ran through him whenever Eren slid his fingers under his T-shirt and a tight heat rose in him every time Eren undressed. He wasn’t able to resist it anymore, it had been bearable before, but now his veins filled with fire when they kissed and he couldn’t stop his brain from wandering into dangerous territory.
He and Eren hadn’t gone further than kissing and groping, but Levi didn’t know for how long he would be able to handle it. He needed more of Eren, he wanted him in a way he had never wanted anyone before, and if Eren’s daring fingers were anything to go by, Levi was fairly sure it was the same for his boyfriend.
Only a couple of days were now left of their holiday, and Levi and his friends were once more at the beach. Everyone was savouring the last moments of relaxation and sun before having to go back to their normal life. The hours spent in the sea were longer and the excursions around town more and more frequent, either to explore new places or taste one more local dish so that they could say they experienced everything there was to experience.
That day Eren hadn’t gone into the water with his friends and had stayed behind with Levi and Hange. They were eating ice cream together, Eren and Levi sat next to each other on a towel and Hange on another one in front of them.
“What do you feel like doing tonight, guys?” Hange asked as they licked some of the cream.
“I really want to go eat at some of those family owned restaurants we see on our way here,” Eren replied. He had already finished the ice cream on top and was now nipping at the biscuit cone.
“The ones that specialise in seafood?” Hange’s eyes lit up. “I’d love that too! I’m sure their dishes have a more homely feeling.”
“They look very nice too, there are tables outside as well if I’m not mistaken.”
“A romantic dinner under the stars, how perfect.”
“A romantic dinner with nine people?” Levi raised an eyebrow.
“It still would be really nice,” Hange replied. “Unless you want to have a table all for yourself and Eren.”
Levi munched on his ice cream’s cone. “It’s whatever.”
“You do, don’t you?” Hange grinned, their mouth covered in chocolate.
“You do?” Eren asked, looking at him.
“I wasn’t saying that,” Levi retorted. “I was just saying that you can’t call it a romantic dinner when it’s nine friends eating together. It’s just a regular dinner.”
“But it would also make for a romantic dinner, wouldn’t it?” Hange insisted. “The stars, the sound of the waves, the amazing food.”
“I guess,” Levi shrugged. He had dug his own grave the second he spoke, and now there was no easy way out of it. “If you’re into that stuff.”
“And are you?” Eren asked, still too inquisitive for Levi’s liking.
“This is not the point of the conversation,” Levi tried to deflect. “The point is that Hange was wrong, that’s all I wanted to say.”
“Oh, yes, Hange is always wrong, but who do you have to thank for this?” Hange pointed at the two of them. “Me.”
Levi ate the last piece of his ice cream while he pretended he didn’t hear Hange’s words.
“You little rascal, don’t ignore me,” Hange immediately said.
“Did you say something?” Levi feigned innocence.
“This guy.” Hange grinned before wolfing down the last half of their ice cream and jumping at Levi. “Thank me or I’ll never let you go.”
“Stop it, get away.”
Levi pushed them off himself, but Hange was stronger than he would have thought, and it took a lot of convincing and a muttered “Thank you, shitty glasses,” to be free again.
“You’re welcome, guys.” Hange proudly smiled while they stood up. “I’m going for a swim now, see you later.”
“You’ll get sick if you go into the water now, so please, go ahead.”
“I’m not a child, I won’t get sick,” Hange retorted before running down to the sea.
Levi shook his head. “That’s Hange for you.”
“I like them,” Eren said. “They have a special way to make you admit things.”
Levi glared at him, too aware of the truth behind his words, but the boy’s smile didn’t falter.
“I’m sure you two would get along,” he muttered.
Eren chuckled before shifting closer and encircling Levi’s waist with his arms. “So, that dinner just for us,” he started.
Levi’s heart was already speeding up at the touch, but now it beat even faster.
“That was just Hange talking, don’t mind them.”
“Wouldn’t you like it? Just the two of us?”
“It’s not possible now,” Levi deflected the question.
“When we get home then?”
Eren placed a kiss on Levi’s hair, and Levi’s brain stopped functioning.
“Yeah,” he slurred.
“Good.” Eren kissed his cheek. “Because I’d love to take you out somewhere, just the two of us.”
Levi hummed, already picturing how perfect that would be.
Eren’s lips moved further down until they found Levi’s mouth and captured it in a kiss. He tasted of caramel and chocolate, a touch so sweet it was liquefying Levi’s bones. Kissing Eren was something Levi still had to get used to, it threw him off every time, making him forget about everything else. He kissed him back with the desire for more, with a feverish hunger taking over him.
Eren guided him down on the towel, tongue moving past Levi’s lips. He tangled it with Levi’s, impressing his taste everywhere in Levi’s mouth until he was all Levi could taste. Levi tightly held onto his shoulders, responding to the touch with newfound eagerness, but when Eren’s hand glided up his thigh and under the hem of his swim shorts, he pulled back.
“Eren, we’re outside,” he said in a voice already thick with arousal.
Eren raised his head to look at him, eyes mirrors of Levi’s same desire. “Do you want to go to our hotel?”
Levi nodded, an unbearable heat rising in him. “Yeah.”
Back at the hotel, they slumped onto Eren’s bed, the closest to the door. Their mouths naturally converged to each other, directed by a potent need for the other. Levi dragged Eren on top of him, welcoming him in his embrace while his boyfriend’s tongue prodded his lips. Levi moaned when Eren moved inside his mouth, when his hands found their way under Levi’s T-shirt, too impatient to take things slow.
Levi lit on fire at the touch. Everywhere Eren ran his fingertips turned into a source of heat, lighting up a path on his sides. Levi held onto Eren’s shoulders tighter, needing to feel his boyfriend close, but also desperate for some kind of anchor as he felt himself get lost in the heat of the moment. He wasn’t able to think straight anymore, all he craved for was more of Eren, of his touch, of his skin on him, he had never been able to resist him, now less than ever.
“Eren,” he groaned when half of his chest was already exposed. “Hurry.”
Eren kissed him behind his ear, down to his neck. “Tell me what you want.”
His voice was heady and low, sending shivers everywhere on Levi’s body.
“I want you. I can’t wait anymore.”
“Do you still want me to ravish you?” Eren bit Levi’s neck.
“What..?” Levi tried to say, but it was too hard to think with Eren’s lips on him.
“Do you still want me to fill you up so much you’ll be shitting cum for a week straight?”
Levi whimpered at the words, more heat pooling in his groin. “What are you saying?”
“I know I’m playing dirty, but this is what you told me when you were drunk.” Eren raised his head and looked at Levi with lust in his gaze. “I was wondering if you still felt the same way.”
Levi’s eyes opened wide when he realised the chances of him telling that to Eren were extremely high.
“You’re making this up,” he mumbled in an attempt to hide his embarrassment.
“I’m not.” Eren grinned and kissed his cheek. “Tell me what you want, Levi.”
“I want you,” Levi instantly replied. “I don’t care how, take me however you want, I just want to feel you inside, Eren.”
Eren groaned, eyes filling with ecstasy and desire even more. “I’m going to make you feel so good.”
A strained sound came from the back of Levi’s throat, a needy whine mixed with an aroused groan.
Eren kissed his lips before he leaned towards the nightstand and retrieved a plastic bag. He opened it and took out a bottle of lube and a package of condoms.
“I went to the pharmacy the other day,” he explained when Levi raised an eyebrow. “I wanted to be prepared in case we wanted to go this far.”
Levi nodded and took Eren down for another kiss, slower and longer. “I’ve waited enough, I don’t want to wait anymore.”
“Me neither,” Eren replied, resting his forehead on Levi’s.
His hands glided under Levi’s T-shirt again, but this time they removed it completely, leaving Levi’s chest bare. He admired it with awe-struck eyes and ran his fingers all over the skin, flicking over Levi’s nipples and down to the waistband of his shorts. Levi lifted his hips to help Eren remove them, and with the shorts, also Levi’s underwear ended on the floor.
“You’re so beautiful,” Eren murmured. “So perfect.”
He traced Levi’s thighs and hips, ghosting over Levi’s hard cock. Levi groaned at the touch, too aroused to be indifferent to it and too bewitched by Eren’s loving gaze to even think about moving.
“Let me see you too.”
Eren looked at him before he smiled, warm but cheeky, and then took off his T-shirt, dropping it on the floor on top of Levi’s clothes. He stood up to remove his shorts and underwear, revealing the body of an Adonis. He was perfect in every way possible, taut muscles that made Levi drool, thick cock so tempting Levi’s mouth watered, and teal eyes full of love, wanton, and impatience that had Levi at their mercy.
“Fuck,” Levi lowly hissed. He had dreamed about Eren’s naked body too many times to count, but this went even beyond his imagination.
“I’m guessing you like what you see,” Eren said as he climbed onto the bed again.
Levi mindlessly nodded, eyes glued to Eren’s cock. He took it in his hand, groaning as he felt the hot skin on his palm. He gave it an experimental tug, and both him and Eren moaned at the sensation.
“Levi,” Eren’s voice was thick with arousal.
Levi stroked him again, standing on his knees to whisper in Eren’s ear, “I want you even more now.”
He didn’t have the time to breathe that Eren had pinned him to the bed again, mouth hungrily kissing him. His hands were roaming all over his body while his hot erection pressed on Levi’s thigh, filling Levi of a lustful heat stronger than ever.
Eren kept his lips on Levi even when he grabbed the bottle of lube and poured some of its content on his fingers. The sound of the cap opening sent Levi’s brain into overdrive, and he instinctively opened his legs wider, inviting Eren to do whatever he wanted with him, too eager to wait a second longer. Eren’s finger soon prodded his entrance, and Levi had to remember to breathe as heat filled his lungs and lust tugged at his groin.
It was the first time someone else’s fingers touched him down there, and it was infinitely better than he had ever imagined. His body morphed under Eren’s touch, melted as his finger slid in and out of him, as his tongue licked his mouth. He dug his nails deeper in Eren’s shoulders in an attempt to stay anchored to reality, but Eren felt too good and he was already too far gone for anything that wasn’t the heaven he was in.
He was forced to pull back when his lungs weren’t getting enough air. He panted hard, moaning and groaning, pleading for always more. Eren first kissed him down his neck and collarbones, biting and sucking red marks, leaving a wet trail behind him, but as he slid another finger in Levi’s hole, he closed his lips around Levi’s cock.
Levi gasped, eyes opening wide and loud moan echoing in the room. His cock was about to melt surrounded by such a wet heat. It felt more divine than anything he had ever experienced; Eren’s tongue lapping at him, swirling around him while he slid further down his throat. He buried his hands in Eren’s hair and twisted it every time a new wave of pleasure took him closer to the edge. He knew he wasn’t going to last much longer, he had been too keen and desperate since the beginning, and everything Eren was doing was shoving him near his orgasm.
“Eren,” he tried to warn him, but when his boyfriend’s touch brushed against his prostate, he came in his mouth, a loud moan filling the room.
Eren guided him through it and only when Levi’s cock was softening did he pull back, removing his fingers too.
“Everything okay?” he asked in a raspy voice, cleaning the corners of his mouth.
Levi nodded and took a few seconds to focus on him. “I should probably tell you now that this is my first time doing anything.”
Eren moved on top of him, pressing his forehead on Levi’s. “It’s mine too,” he said. “All I know comes from Google and my own fantasies.”
“What fantasies?” Levi asked with a small smirk.
“Ravishing you.”
“Stop it.” Levi smacked his side.
Eren chuckled, the sound easing Levi’s nerves. “Are you still up for more? We could stop here if you don’t want to do it anymore.”
“Don’t you dare stop now.” Levi wrapped arms and legs around Eren. “I still want you to fuck me.”
Eren groaned, a deep sound coming from his chest that turned Levi on again.
Eren fingered him once more, making sure Levi was ready for him so that he wouldn’t hurt too much afterwards. Levi didn’t know how he could even think about afterwards, all that existed for him was the present, Eren’s fingers on him again, and his mouth kissing his neck and down his chest. He was as hard as before and even more impatient, scratching Eren’s back and pleading for more.
He cursed Eren’s self-control, wondering how he could be so calm in such a moment, but the more attention he paid to his gestures the more he noticed the eagerness in him too. His touch wasn’t as precise as before, it was sloppier and rougher, as if it was taking him all the concentration he had not to ram his fingers inside until Levi was coming again. His teeth broke Levi’s skin more and more, and Levi was sure that by now he had an entire row of hickeys around his neck.
It was an exhilarating thought, he wanted Eren’s marks on him, anything that signalled his presence on his body. He tilted his head to grant Eren more access, and sighed when Eren bit his skin again.
Pre-come was already oozing from Levi’s tip when Eren removed his fingers from his hole. He was hard too, so hard that Levi once more wondered how he hadn’t come yet, but he got soon distracted when Eren opened the package of condoms and rolled one on himself. He coated his cock in lube again, spreading it all over his length with his brow scrunched up and his bottom lip caught between his teeth.
A whine unconsciously left Levi’s throat; Eren looked so hot he could have come just from the sight. Eren looked at him almost worried, but his distress turned into arousal the second he met Levi’s gaze. His eyes were blown wide, teal almost disappearing, replaced by a desperate need, by a profound want that lit every single part of Levi’s body on fire.
“Ready?” he asked, lining himself up with Levi’s hole.
“Please,” Levi whimpered, pushing his hips down.
Eren held him in place as he slowly slid inside. Levi’s hole stretched wide just with the tip of Eren’s cock, and he gripped the sheets as Eren steadily glided inside. He was big and Levi felt so full he could hardly breathe, but also so good tears were already pooling in the corners of his eyes.
“Eren,” he moaned, unable to focus on anything.
“You’re so tight,” Eren groaned back. “You feel amazing.”
Shivers raced through Levi’s body at the words.
Eren stopped only when he was fully inside Levi. He shifted around, letting Levi relax around him, but every time he moved Levi’s hole clenched around him, pulling more groans out of both. He was so deep inside Levi, it was a miracle Levi hadn’t come just from that; he already felt dangerously close to his second orgasm.
Eren started to move with slow thrusts, small movements of the hips that had Levi panting in a few seconds. Levi threw his head on the pillow, holding the bedsheets even tighter, pushing down to meet Eren’s cock. Bliss was coursing through him, lifting his body to another dimension, one where only he and Eren existed, connected so deeply that the boundaries between their bodies were blurred.
A wave of affection surged in him at the thought, and he let go of the covers to wrap his arms around Eren’s shoulders and pull him down for a kiss. Eren’s lips were eager to meet him, kissing him with ardour and an increasing desire. The more they kissed, the faster his thrusts got, pounding deeper into Levi, insatiable for him.
Levi moaned against his lips, every inch of his body melting at the touch. He opened his mouth to let Eren in, to tangle their tongues together until saliva was dripping down his chin and little to no air was filling his lungs.
“Eren,” he moaned in between kisses.
“You’re so warm and still so tight,” Eren panted in response.
Levi groaned, clenching around him, and Eren growled, thrusting harder into him. His movements had stopped being controlled and rhythmic, he was now ramming into Levi with a primal need for more, with a growing hunger that directed his movements. Levi wanted nothing more from him, he wanted everything Eren had, wanted him to ravish him, to mess him up inside out until he couldn’t stand anymore.
“More, Eren, harder,” he pleaded.
He didn’t need to repeat himself. Eren lost all control he had, and pounded into him with abandon, brows scrunched up and fingers digging in Levi’s hips. Levi spastically clenched around him, wave after wave of lust filling his veins, fuelling his orgasm until he was struggling to hold it back. He wanted Eren to come first this time, to feel as good as he had earlier, so he met his hips with the same frantic pace and tightened around him as much as he could.
Holding back was getting harder by the second, and it became almost impossible when Eren leaned down to kiss his neck. His lips were feverish and rough, teeth soon biting his skin.
“Eren,” Levi cried out, a mixture of a moan and a plea. “I…”
“Come, Levi.” Eren’s voice was hoarse, it was clear he was struggling to resist the urge to come too.
“But you…” Levi tried before another moan cut him off.
“Just come.”
Eren thrust inside again, hitting Levi’s prostate. Levi’s back arched off the bed, and no amount of willpower would have ever helped him as Eren kept ramming on the same spot. He cried out again, a burning heat pooling in his groin before he spilled all over his chest. Eren fucked him through it, but Levi was halfway through his orgasm when he came too, burying himself deep inside Levi.
The bed was too small for the two of them, but Eren managed to lie next to Levi after he pulled out. He took Levi in his arms, and the two of them silently tried to catch their breath as a comfortable afterglow settled on them. Levi’s brain was empty and his body so light he let Eren position them however he wanted to.
He was aware of Eren’s arms around him, of his chest pressed to his back, and of his legs tangled with his own, but that was as far as his awareness went. That was all his senses deemed important in that moment, just Eren and his body, keeping him warm and filling his chest with affection.
He smiled to himself, lacing his fingers with Eren and shifting on the bed. Eren placed a kiss on his shoulder, caressing the back of his hand with his thumb.
“How are you feeling?” he whispered.
“Amazing.”
Eren’s breath fanned over Levi’s hair when he chuckled. “I’m glad to hear that.”
“What about you?” Levi turned his head.
“Amazing too.” Eren smiled and kissed Levi’s lips. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” Levi smiled back.
They stayed in bed for a few minutes longer, cuddling and kissing until the heat from the day got too annoying and the sweat and cum on their skin started to irk Levi. They took a shower together, kissing and touching each other more than cleaning themselves, but Levi was on cloud nine and too happy to care.
“The others must be wondering where we are,” Eren said as they got dressed again.
“They probably have already figured it out,” Levi replied, sliding his T-shirt on. “Or at least, Hange has.”
“The marks on your neck might give it away too.”
Levi hummed. He had looked at himself in the mirror earlier, and it was like his neck had been attacked by a swarm of mosquitos.
“I don’t mind them,” he said, heat rising again.
Eren walked up to him, fully dressed again and held him in his arms. He stroked Levi’s cheek while his lips curled into a smile that made Levi’s chest swell. He was so perfect Levi couldn’t believe he was finally his.
“This still feels like a dream,” Eren whispered.
“I know.” Levi wrapped his hands around Eren’s neck. “But we did just fuck, so it’s not a dream.”
Eren smiled and took one of Levi’s hands in his own before kissing his wrist. “I love you.”
“I love you too,” Levi replied, never tired of saying it.
Eren nuzzled Levi’s hair, deeply inhaling while their bodies pressed close. Levi hid his face in Eren’s chest and held him tight, bathing in his warmth and in the fuzzy feeling spreading in his body.
“I don’t want to go out yet,” Eren murmured against his hair.
“Me neither,” Levi sighed. “But we have to, it’s almost dinner time.”
“I can’t wait to have that romantic dinner with you.”
“Shut it.” Levi smacked his shoulder. “That wasn’t the point of the conversation.”
Eren chuckled and pulled back to look at Levi in the eyes. “I know, but I like teasing you.”
“I hope you like getting kicked in the stomach too,” Levi glared at him, but couldn’t do anything to hide the heat rising in his cheeks.
Eren’s smile grew wider and he kissed Levi’s lips before saying, “Let’s go.”
He held Levi’s hand as they headed to the door. Levi’s annoyance vanished in the blink of an eye while he squeezed Eren’s fingers and followed him outside, where new days together awaited them.