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The second his head hits the pillow, he falls fast asleep. Levi tsks, hoping to shower first but he knows they had a long day and the next few weeks aren’t going to be any better.
He changes his clothes and crawls into bed with Zeke, wiggling himself up onto his chest. Zeke wraps his arms around him and Levi kisses his chest, directly over his heart.
“Good night, pretty boy.”
The gentle sound of Zeke snoring is all Levi gets in response.
~
It takes a while for news to travel out to him but he always makes sure to keep tabs on his little nephew. It comes as a shock when Uri of all people tells him.
They lay together, naked, limbs entangled together after nice bout of morning sex. It"s been a while since he has heard anything from Levi, which doesn’t come as a surprise – the boy is still probably holding a grudge from his youth. Uri is laying on his chest, ear against his beating heart.
“Hey, Kenny?” Uri says, pushing himself up onto his elbows. “Did you know Levi has a new man?”
“This is news to me.” Kenny says, kind of hurt the little brat doesn’t have the decency to call. “How’d you find out about this?”
“People talk.”
Kenny raises a skeptical brow. “Not people you would know.”
Uri shrugs. “I was out with Rod, and his kind of people love to talk.” Uri says and before Kenny can interrupt he continues, “Apparently he’s messing around with a Jäeger boy– got his daddy all up in arms.”
Kenny frowns. “Now what the fucking hell is he doing with a Jäeger?!”
“I don’t know. But Grisha has been sending people out to gather information. That’s what the man told Rod.” Uri says, brows furrowed. “I think he might be in trouble, Kenny, and you know he’s too stubborn to ask for help. Especially not from you.”
“Well, why would he? He’s a big boy now, Uri. I can’t do nothin’ about it.”
Uri bites his lips then sighs softly. “Kenny, Grisha has a bounty on his head– he’s become a liability. But he doesn’t know the ops want him gone.”
“Okay?” Kenny says, getting annoyed. “You heard all this when you were out with Rod?”
He nods his head. “Yeah. The men are stupid.”
“Just like Rod.” Kenny adds helpfully.
Uri gives him the sided eye. “But the reason I’m telling you this is because he wants to kill Levi.”
Kenny laughs. “That ain’t happening. Levi is a smart boy, Uri.”
“I know that,” Uri says defensively. “But Rod’s men said Grisha is going to set Levi up– kill his older son, Zeke, which I think that’s his name– putting the blame on Levi.”
“Now why the fuck would Jäeger got an issue with a fucking stripper.”
“Because Levi is in business with Zeke or something like that. I’m just telling you what I heard.”
Kenny groans, remembering the frantic calls from that Isobel girl.
“Damnit. Fine. We will go visit The Underground, if that brat is even working with Valentine’s Day coming up.”
Uri moves up and kisses him hard on the mouth. “I love you, Kenny. You’re a good man.”
Kenny scoffs. “Shut up. I ain’t no ‘good man’.” He growls, pulling him back in for another bruising kiss.
~
It takes a week to get everything together – his outfits, the hair, the makeup. He wants everything to be perfect.
Normally, Levi refuses to work on Valentine’s Day. Men come to the club wasted and get extremely handsy, expecting free shit. They ain’t never liberal with their wallets, since it’s a lover’s holiday. Levi explained what he is planning to Zeke the last day they stayed at Erwin’s before going to Levi’s apartment.
The blond man sits on the bed, hair dripping wet, water droplets running down his skin. Levi just changed his bandages for the last time– his body is healing nicely. He has his glasses on, and a bright smile on his face. “Now Levi, what exactly are you planning with all of the things you have gathered over these past few days?”
Levi pauses, debating if he should say anything or not. “I’m setting a trap for your daddy, at the club.” Levi comes over to him and sits down in his lap. “And I’m going to blow his fucking brain out, pretty boy, because I can’t stand abusive fathers. So tell me now, do you love your daddy?”
Zeke thinks about it, his face scrunching up. “Yes. I do.”
“Hm,” Levi says. “But are you willing to help me kill your daddy?”
“How can I help you?!” Zeke looks genuinely confused, “I mean of course I’ll help you, Levi. I spent my entire life trying to impress that man. Only for him to continuously spit on me.”
Levi smirks, and leans in and kisses Zeke hard on his mouth. “I’m gonna pay you back– giving you the lap dance of your life.” He purrs after he breaks the kiss. “And you’re gonna sit there, on the stage in front of the entire fucking club and I’m gonna ride you— while you bitch ass daddy watches.
“I’m gonna get naked?” Zeke asks, confused.
Levi laughs, shaking his head. “No, your body is all mine, pretty boy,” Levi says, “but you’re gonna wish you were.” Levi has a devilish smirk on his face.
He spent the past few days calling in some favors, making sure to stir the pot.
Everything is going to plan– at least so far– Levi has heard the rumors spreading like wildfire. ‘Zeke Jäeger and Levi Ackerman are dealing at Sina’, which Levi knows that Daddy Jäeger has caught wind of by now. Erwin isn’t too pleased with this app plan, having a room full of bloodthirsty goons with Levi prancing around naked on stage.
Zeke is getting dressed in the other room while Levi gets his outfit packed up, his hair and makeup he is doing now– he has a 30in’ clip in extensions and he is doing a brown fox eye with a pop of red liner in his waterline. He brushes the hair out before he clips it in– it has been a long time since he’s worn them, but Erwin would always go for the long hair look. Levi pulls on the hair to make sure it’s secure in place then moves on to the makeup.
He got up early today, to make sure everything is perfect and after spending an hour on hair and then another for his makeup, he is very satisfied with the outcome. He’s doing it for Zeke as much as he’s doing it for Erwin – a middle finger to the man, if you will. Something he could of had, if he wasn’t such a–
Levi shakes his head in the mirror. He doesn’t really even know what words would describe Erwin at the moment, or their relationship. Erwin is a self absorbed asshole, who thinks that he can charm and gamble his way out of everything.
As much as tonight is for Zeke, finally ending the toxic cycle of abuse in his life, Levi wants Erwin on his knees– miserable and alone, exactly as Levi felt all those years ago. He hasn’t heard anything about the videos on that flash drive being leaked, but he doesn’t know if Erwin would care to inform him about that. He supposes the man would.
There is a knock on his bedroom door just as he pulls on gray sweatpants and a white wife beater. “Levi, can I come in?”
Levi goes and opens the door for him. His jaw drops. Levi knows Zeke can look good– when he met the man he looked absolutely sinful, and all powerful. After spending so much time with Zeke in lounge wear and hoodies, Levi forgot how much he loves a man in a suit.
Zeke is in an Armani chocolate brown suit, an almond colored button down and matching loafers. He combed his hair slick back – tying it up in a man bun, Levi is a sucker for long blond hair on a man – and he trimmed up his beard. The signature circle glasses framing his blue eyes, Levi has to check to make sure he isn"t drooling.
Zeke stands there awkwardly as Levi gawks, shifting back and forth on the balls of his feet. “Um, is that what you’re wearing?” Zeke says finally, looking Levi up and down. “You look good with long hair, Levi.” He reaches out and runs his hand through it.
Levi smirks. “I’m only wearing this to the club, pretty boy. I want the outfit to be a surprise, remember?”
Zeke nods. “Yeah, yeah of course I remember, but I still wanted to try and get a sneak peek.” He laughs, rubbing his hand on the back of his neck sheepishly.
“You will see it soon enough.” Levi says, stepping into Zeke’s personal space. “You just have to be patient, can you do that for me, baby?”
Zeke"s eyes widen in surprise and his cheeks turn a cherry pink. “Yes. Are we leaving soon? It’s almost time.”
Levi runs the checklist through his head, his hand placed delicately on Zeke’s chest. “Yeah, I have to get my bag, then we’ll go.” Levi says. He pulls Zeke down, taking his lips onto his in a gentle kiss. Breaking the kiss, Levi looks into Zeke’s eyes– he loves his eyes, blue as the sky– and he smiles, mostly for himself. “Make sure you have everything. It is a lot easier now that you have a soft cast.”
Zeke nods. “I wait for you in the living room.”
“Thank you.”
~
Eren hasn’t been able to sleep for the past week. Apparently Zeke told his mom that he is hanging out with a friend and not to worry about him. Unfortunately, that just made Eren worry more. His father checked all of Zeke’s friends – everyone that Eren knew of– but he wasn’t with any of them.
It also doesn’t help that his father found out the identity of the stripper – Levi Ackerman – and Eren still hasn’t told his father about the flash drive because he selfishly keeps watching more of the videos, all sexual in nature and all with Mr Smith and Levi. He’s jerked off more this week than all of his teen years combined.
Eren sits in his room, it’s been weeks since he has actually even spoken with Zeke, and mopes. The brothers normally hand out together on Valentine’s Day– going out to lunch, then to the mall to find stupid funny shit– but he hasn’t called. His father is going back to the club tonight, in hopes to take out the stripper. Eren tried to get his father to see reason, but has had no luck.
A thundering knock on the bedroom door startled Eren out of his depressive mood. The door opens, his father stands there in a nice gray suit and his Christian Loubotons dress shoe. Got to commit murder in style, Eren supposes.
“Dad?” Eren says tentatively. He didn’t expect him to come see him before he went out tonight.
“Eren, get dressed. You are coming with me.” He says at last. Eren cocks his head in confusion. “You’re old enough now and your mother was complaining about you moping around.”
Eren bristles, “I wasn’t moping, I just have nothing to do.”
His father nods his head. “Exactly, so you are coming with me tonight. So hurry up.”
Eren gets ready quickly – throwing on a black suit and a green button down. He does a half up, half down look with his hair. He checks himself out in the mirror for a quick second then goes to meet his dad in the car.
To Eren"s surprise, Armin is already in the car, dressed in a rose red button down shirt and some black slacks. “Armin?” Eren says scooching into the car.
“Your mom called, said you were lonely and asked if I could come cheer you up.” Armin supplies quickly. An answer for Eren’s confusion.
“Ah, thank you Armin but I wasn’t lonely. I never do anything on Valentine’s Day. It’s not like I have a girlfriend.” Eren says defensively.
Armin gives Eren the sidedeye. “No, but you always hang out with Zeke. You have done that since you were little.”
“Yeah, don’t remind me.” Eren grumbles, thankful his father isn’t here yet.
“You two are still not talking?” Armin asks.
Eren shakes his head. “I haven’t spoken with him since the hospital, and everyone says he just needs time but how much time, y’know?” Eren says dejectedly. “How much time is enough, Ar? Because it’s been two months already and he’s been MIA…
Eren shudders, breathing deep and harshly trying to prevent himself from crying. “I just don’t get it. He had time and space– so why won’t he come home?”
Eren feels stupid and small all over again. When Zeke first went away for college, Eren was eight– he threw the biggest fit and demanded he go with Zeke. He cried for hours after his brother left, but he called Eren every night to ask him how he’s doing.
Before Armin can answer, Eren’s dad comes into the passenger seat and the driver sits next to him. Both boys go quiet.
“Where to sir?” The driver asks politely.
“Sina Nightclub.” His dad says, voice gruff and full of glee.
~
Levi told Zeke he is going on stage at 8 so they leave for the club at 7:20, giving Levi time to change and do any last touch ups. His stage set is going to be five or six songs tonight, which even Zeke said is unusual.
Levi drives, when they arrive Levi kisses Zeke’s cheek (getting his cherry flavored lip gloss on his cheek). Before Levi leaves to the dressing room, he gives Zeke a red fedora hat.
Zeke looks at him confused and Levi just smirks, “A safety precaution, pretty boy. Don’t want anyone to recognize ya. Now go sit down, get a good seat, baby boy.”
Zeke blushes as Levi walks away. He purposely sways his hips getting the blond man’s attention before he completely disappears into the locker room. Reiner is a mirror checking out his body. He squeaks when he sees Levi walk into the room. “Oh, hey. I saw you are on the schedule today.” Reiner says sheepishly. He’s only wearing a thin black thong that covers absolutely nothing. “I just wanna say I’m sorry about last time. I feel really shitty about that.”
Levi snorts. “You should feel bad. What if they pulled a gun on me, brat? Then what would you do?”
“I"d probably try to take your customers, if I’m being honest. But I am really sorry, Levi. Man handed me five thousand dollars, that is the kind of money you make, not me.” Reiner explains.
Levi nods his head. “Quickest way to get anyone to talk is money, blondie. I can’t get mad at ya.” Levi says, walking past Reiner to his locker. He has a few minutes to get changed then he gets to pick out the play set. Running that in his mind, Levi sets his duffle bag on the bench in front of his locker.
It feels weird to be back in the club, after so long away. Levi never spends more than a few days away from the club so this extended vacation was extremely uncharacteristic for him. He opens his bag, his dress - a mini red dress with bead work in the shapes of dragons across his body and a deep plunging neckline, his black boot pleasers with the red bottoms, two lace garters (one red, one black) and to top it all off his cheetah print fur coat.
Levi strips his sweatsuit and dresses quickly, but before putting on the coat, Levi takes out a box of fake press on nails he ordered and a curling wand. Making sure there is still enough time, Levi puts his outside clothes into the duffle and puts that bag in his locker. Going over to the makeup-hair counter he sets to work - first doing his hair in loose curls then gluing on the press ons. He checks himself out in the mirror then puts on his coat to talk to the DJ of the night.
Concealed in his coat, the gun and a few knives.
~
Zeke makes sure to get a front row seat. Shockingly a lot of people showed up tonight, way more than the first time Zeke saw Levi on stage - either they are single looking for some fun or potentially one of his father’s hitmen bound to cause trouble. He sits up tall, surveying the audience - mostly men, few women - but one person stands out from the rest. His bright blond hair, his vibrant blue eyes, the impeccable sense of style - a very expensive gray suit. Erwin Smith, on the other side of the stage.
Zeke wonders, at times, if Erwin’s presence in Levi’s life is threatening, but he quickly reminds himself that Levi and him aren’t exclusive, at least not yet. Zeke does not know if Levi wants something stable and consistent, but he knows that he is willing to try it.
Zeke makes sure to keep himself small, unaposing, as he waits for Levi’s show to start. He is excited, yet so nervous to see what Levi exactly has in store tonight. He watches a tall man, probably a little older than his father, walk around the stage and take a seat. A smaller man sits right beside him. Zeke doesn’t personally recognize these men, so he can hope they aren’t working with his father.
When he recognizes his father, his heart nearly stops. To make matters worse, he sees that he brought Eren and Eren’s little blond friend, Armin. Zeke wants to find Levi and call it off, then leave. There is no way he can handle what Levi is going to do knowing his little brother is watching.
But the lights in the club dim, and the stage stays lit. The thrumming of the beat of the sing sound starts and Zeke sort of recognizes it.
You see you"re searchin for somebody that"ll take you out and do you right
Well, come here baby and let daddy show you what it feel like
Levi steps on stage, dragging one foot after the other. He is in a new fur coat that he recently purchased, which Zeke knows is real and very soft. The song continues and Levi dances so gracefully to the pole in the center on the stage. Zeke’s heart is pounding loudly in his ears as he slowly pulls the coat off his body, falling down on his knees.
I wanna make love in this club (Hey); In this club (Hey); In this club (Hey); In this club, yeah (Hey)
He pushes the coat off of his body, revealing his outfit, and swears on his life he nearly cums at the sight alone. A beautiful mini red dress that the light bounces right off of, rolled up showing a black lace panty. Suddenly, his throat feels very dry and his cock is slowly coming to life in his dress pants. Levi curled his long hair and Zeke can see he has nails on that were not there when they parted ways earlier.
He moves round the stage, showing off his delicious figure - had Zeke been looking anywhere besides Levi he might have noticed a certain blond doing the same. He shakes his ass to the beat of the song and the crowd goes wild.
The song comes to a close, Zeke feels the nerves in his stomach - back with a vengeance. Levi slowly comes down the stage steps, swaying his hips sinfully. The audience starts cheering loudly - money held in a tight grip.
The beat of the next song starts as Levi drags the chair on stage. He sways to the music, as if it courses through his blood stream.
But when you"re not there I just crumble; I tell myself I don"t care that much; But I feel like I"m dying "til I feel your touch
Only love; Only love can hurt like this; Only love can hurt like this
Levi throws himself into the chair, pretending to weep. He moves his hips sensually, making sure his dress rides up deliciously slow, teasing the crowd, but more importantly teasing Zeke. Levi drops to his knees, crawls around stage, dramatically throwing himself to the floor as the song dictates. Before the song ends, Levi comes back into the crowd, but this time with a very sinister purpose. He comes in front of Zeke, sits his pretty, perk ass directly over the blond’s straining cock. Into Zeke’s ear Levi whispers, “Only love can hurt like this. It must have been a deadly kiss.” He smirks before taking Zeke’s unexpecting mouth into a deep and passionate kiss. His tongue licking its way inside Zeke’s mouth. He moans, playing with Levi’s tongue. The crowd is gasping and awing. More money is pulled out.
Finally, once the song ends, Levi gets off of Zeke’s lap - exposing his erection, thankfully everyone is too horny to notice (or maybe they do notice, but what can they say?) - and pulls Zeke up from his seat and drags him on stage. Zeke knows the next song from the beat alone - Levi is a huge fan of The Weekend. The song starts, lyrics in full swing, and Levi pushes Zeke back into the chair on stage. He climbs on top of his lap, grinding their cocks together. His ass is fully exposed to the audience, all of whom groan in delight at the sight.
In my city I"m a young god; That pussy kill be so vicious; My god white, he in my pocket; He get me redder than the devil "til I go nauseous; She asked me if I do this every day, I said, "Often"
Levi grinds harder, making his ass bounce in Zeke’s lap. He sings slowly, “Often, Often, boy, I do this Often. Make that pussy poppin’. Do how I want it.” He grins, then licks his cheek (which is bright red). Levi flicks the fedora off of Zeke’s head, moaning obscenely. He grips on Levi’s waist, trying hard to keep still. In the back of his mind, he knows his father (plus Eren and Armin) are watching him. Plus there’s all of his father’s hitmen.
“Fuck, Levi.” Zeke groans as Levi continues his assault on his cock with his bare ass. Zeke gets bold, just like Levi asked of him almost a week ago now, and he spreads the smaller man’s asscheeks and actually curses loudly. Rolling his back, Zeke desperately tries to starve off his buildinging release, he can feel it boiling in his lower gut. His balls are so heavy and straining that he is actually aware of them as Levi moves against him on his lap. With Levi spread open, Zeke can feel the hard crystal of the butt plug just as the audience can see it. “Levi, please. ‘M gunna cum if you don’t stop.” Zeke cries, but low enough that it can’t be heard over the music. Song changed - Zeke finds out later it was the new Nick Minaj songs - but he doesn’t care.
Levi tsks, then gets down to his knees. He mouths over Zeke straining cock, then turns to look at the audience. From the corner of his eye, Zeke can see Erwin adjusting his own erection in his slacks.
“Do we have a problem?” Levi sings with the song playing on the speaker, laying on his back, head hanging off the stage. His booted foot grinding against Zeke’s clothed erection, covering it from the onlookers.
~
Eren watches the scene in front of him, trying desperately to seem neutral and more importantly unaffected by the stripper shaking his ass. He spotted Mr Smith when they came in, and the man looks just as affected, but he is very good at hiding it. Eren isn’t sure how many of these here tonight are regulars or his fathers men, but everyone seems to be mostly enjoying the show.
The stripper lays across the stage, dragging his foot over his brother’s crotch. Eren turns his head, his traitorous body making him feel extremely embarrassed. This song finally ends so the stripper gets up and collects the money, going to each person individually. Which is such a bold move knowing there are hit men after you– Eren assumes the man knows that already. When he stops in front of his father, he slides into his lap as if they are good friends. “I am so glad you came, Mr Jager, I put this show on for ya. How did you enjoy the show?” He purrs sickly sweet. “I am expecting a good tip from you now.”
Eren has never seen his dad so genuinely confused in his life. “I-I don’t understand.” He stutters out.
“Well of course you don’t. Because any motherfucker that can go around confidently saying that his son being a faggot is just a cover up for a side op; you have to be one seriously stupid motherfucker.” Levi says, his voice is lower now and there is a dangerous gleam in his gray-blue eyes. “Taking your kid with you tonight. Did ya think that was gunna protect you, Mr Jager? Because now both your kiddos get to watch their daddy die tonight.”
Eren doesn’t even see the tall man coming. He places the barrel of his gun at the nape of his father’s neck. “I knew leaving a power vacuum was a stupid idea. Apparently, anyone thinks they can run motherfucking drugs and illicit goods around the country.” The man sneers. “I don’t know why you didn’t think I wouldn’t catch wind of you in my fucking business.”
“Kenny, please.” Grisha says, genuine fear in his eyes. Eren sits there paraylzed. All of the hitmen and men in his father’s racks seem to be turning a blind eye. “I have to protect my family.”
“Well, this is me protecting mine.”
Eren doesn’t even hear the gun when the trigger is pulled. Levi looks disgusted and climbs off of his father’s body. He looks at Eren. “Don’t be a fucking idoit like your father, kid. The Ackermans don’t do too well with dogs shitting on their lawn.”
Zeke comes up, doesn’t even look at their father’s lifeless body. “Levi, can we go now?” He asks pleadingly, wrapping his arms around Levi’s waist.
“Zeke?!” Eren cries out. His heart is pounding viciously in his chest. “How can you stand there acting like everything is okay?! Our father!”
Zeke looks at him, his eyes cold. “He wasn’t a good man, Eren. He was going off of the deep end for a while and he would have drowned the entire family.” He says. The words come off cold, robotic and hollow, as if Zeke doesn’t give a damn. “Thank you for your help, Kenny. I greatly appreciate it.” The man named Kenny smirks and walks off. Then his brother leaves without another word.
He sees Mr Smith in the crowd of bodies and all Eren can see is red.
~
Levi is thankful that he clued in Kenny at the last minute. He is not the most reliable man but he certainly doesn’t like people in his business.
Zeke pulls him along and dips into a champagne room. He pushes Levi onto the couch and quickly climbs on top of him. He pulls Levi into a bruising kiss, teeth clicking against each as they move. He breaks the kiss, panting harshly. He grinds his hips against Levi, making the older man moan.
“Can I fuck you, Levi?” Zeke asks, grinding doesn’t stop or falter. “Please? Oh god, Levi.”
Levi smirks, wraps his arms around Zeke’s neck – thankful the taller man is hunched over – and pushes his hips back against his. “Are you gunna cum in your pants, pretty boy?” Levi purrs. Zeke’s movements become more erratic, and Levi can feel the pulsing of his cock through his pants.
“Please, Levi.” He moans pathetically. Levi moves quickly, flips Zeke into a seated position and gracelessly falls to his knees, nerves alight with anticipation. Levi unbuttons and unzips Zeke’s pants then frees his poor, neglected cock. Even in the harsh lighting of the champagne room, Levi can tell it’s an angry red-purple straining desperately.
Levi gives kitten licks to the head of the cock. Zeke is sobbing, silently begging for release. The door to the champagne room opens quietly, another person slips inside, closes the door behind them. Giving the newcomer a show Levi moans softly before he says, “I wanna you to cum down my throat, pretty boy. Show me what a good boy you are.” Levi swallows the blond’s cock seconds after he’s done speaking. Levi can hear the person groan at the sight.
Zeke barely lasts thirty seconds, cumming hard down Levi’s throat hard. Levi doesn’t think he’s noticed to onlookers, eyes glassy in a daze. He pops off of Zeke’s cock, dabs around his mouth for excess spit. “Zeke, baby, do you want to put on a nice show for our guest? Show him what a good boy you are.” Levi says, getting up from the floor. He still has his heels on so he towers over the seated blond.
Levi turns attention to the other person in the room– Erwin. “You just can’t stay away, can you?” Levi quips, a devilish grin on his face. Zeke regains enough of his senses to watch the scene in front of him. Levi goes over to Erwin, who is seated on the other side of the marvelous L shaped leather couch. This is the most expensive champagne room in the club, after all. “You wanna watch as pretty boy over there fucks me,” Levi places a delicate hand over Erwin heart, leans in and whispers (loud enough Zeke can still hear), “Daddy.”
A shiver runs through the man, his cock is steel in his pants. Levi rolls his eyes, throws his head back moaning as he pretends to fuck himself on Erwin’s sex. Erwin is quick to stop Levi’s movements, a hand grips his waist tightly. “Who are you trying to really fuck here, little slut?” Erwin grits out. Levi continues to circle his hips, ass rubbing on Erwin’s erection.
Levi can feel Zeke’s eyes on them, one quick glance over his shoulder and he stills. Graciously, he leaves Erwin’s lap, his slacks tented badly. Levi sways his hips as he comes back over to Zeke. Without looking back Levi says to Erwin, “You can watch, daddy, but after tonight – after tonight I want you and I to go back to being friends, nothing else and nothing more.”
“Can I ask why, Levi?” Erwin says. Levi wants to turn and look at him but he refuses.
“I don’t want to lose you, Win.” Levi says, climbs onto Zeke’s lap carefully to avoid his exposed penis. “But we can keep dancing around anymore. You chose to settle down and I’m doing the same.”
Zeke’s gaze shoot’s up locks on to Levi’s in surprise. “Levi?”
“It’s only fair.” He whispers to Zeke, takes his lips in a kiss.
Toying with Zeke’s cock to get it erected again, Levi moans in surprise when Zeke presses against the butt plug. “What are you saying, Levi? What does that even mee-ah!” He throws his head back, moans escaping his mouth.
“It means, pretty boy, that I want you. Fully.” Levi scoffs but can hardly be mad. If he were Zeke, he’d want some clarification too. “But first, do you consent to having Erwin watch us tonight?”
“Is it part of the game?” Zeke counters, hips jerking upwards into Levi’s hand.
“It can be, but if you are uncomfortable by-
Zeke growls from the back on his throw. “I heard you earlier, Levi. Which one of you has the daddy kink?”
Levi pulls back a little to look Zeke in his eyes. “Now, now, pretty boy, are you trying to compete?” Levi raises one of his signature thin eyebrows.
He hisses in pleasure; Levi twists his hand focusing on Zeke’s tip. “And so what if I am, which one?”
Levi smirks. “Erwin, he’s the one with the daddy kink. Likes being a provider, while simultaneously having a filthy mouth.” Levi explains. “He takes care of his whore, pretty boy.”
Levi bounces on the younger blond’s lap, gives Erwin something to look at while he tugs on his cock. “How late you planning on staying out, Win? Wife’s gonna miss ya.”
Levi can hear Erwin’s groans – from the pleasure of the visual he’s getting or out of irritation, probably both. “You always do this to me, Levi. Why bring her up?”
Levi scoffs, “I gotta to remind you what you choose for yourself. The miserable life you wanted.” Levi feels Zeke panting and his hips are moving much faster than before, closer to the edge than Levi would have liked. He turns his attention back to Zeke. “I want you to fuck me, now. Be such a good boy for me and I’ll let you cum inside.”
Zeke nods his head enthusiastically; his eyes can hardly be seen with how foggy his glasses are. “Yes, please. Please, please.”
Levi moans, reaches behind himself to take out the butt plug. He removes it slowly, stretching it over his rim. He waits a few seconds at the largest part, arching his back (chest to chest with Zeke, ass high in the air) giving Erwin an excellent view. Once it’s finally out, Levi slides himself more onto Zeke’s lap, straddles just above his cock.
Levi sinks down on it without warning, hands on the back of Zeke’s neck. The man’s eyes rolled back, he’s moaning loudly while Levi continues pushing himself down.
The cock spreads him wider than the plug, making him feel fuller and horny than before. Zeke is well endowed, not nearly as big as Erwin – but that man is built like a fucking tank, Levi actually feels bad for his wife having to get fucked with that monstrosity. Zeke grips his hips tightly and Levi fucks himself onto Zeke’s cock. Bouncing harsher than what is normally necessary.
Without even looking, Levi knows Erwin’s cock is his in hand, Zeke can’t seem to make up his mind where he wants to look. His breathing is harsh, and his cock is hot, rubbing deliciously against Levi’s walls. Levi angles his hips in such a way that the next time he impales himself onto Zeke’s cock, it hits directly on his prostate.
“Oh fuck! Oh god, so good, sweet boy. So good.” Levi cries. Zeke meets him thrusts for thrusts, the room smells heavy of sex and anyone passing by can hear the grunting moans coming from the three men.
“Levi, Levi please oh fuck, shit shit shit!” Zeke cries out, thrusts his cock deep inside and cums right on Levi’s prostate. Levi sees stars as he is thrown violently into his climax. Levi falls against Zeke"s chest and turns his head. Erwin’s face is scrunched up in pleasure as lines of cum shoot onto the floor. Levi whines beside himself pathetically.
“Look at all the cum you wasted, Daddy.” Levi says, simply to get a rise out of Erwin. Erwin groans, holding his cock tightly.
His eyes closed, Erwin says, “A little cumslut like you would cry about that. Just a whore for daddy’s cum.”
Zeke is watching them closely, Levi knows that and he smirks. “Do you like that, pretty boy?” Levi asks, dying to know.
Zeke swallows, eyes pinned on Erwin’s fat cock (it even big soft, absolutely fucking ridiculous). “Like what?” He says, confused.
“Do you like my Daddy’s cock?”
“Hm. Yeah, yeah. But I like how you call him daddy more. A power move.” Zeke says. Levi can feel him getting hard again inside his ass.
“Fuck him again, Zeke. Treat my whore right.” Erwin commands smoothly.
And Zeke being such a good listener starts fucking up into Levi again, hitting his prostate every time.
The three men don’t leave the club well after two am.
~
It’s only been like six days since everything happened at the club, and Zeke is grateful to be living free for the first time in his life. Hopefully soon he will be able to go back to work soon once his arm is more functional.
He is currently laying down with his arms wrapped around Levi’s chest in the older man’s apartment. Levi is mindlessly scrolling on his phone.
“Hey, Levi?” Zeke says after like thirty minutes of silence. “What are we, like relationship wise?” He has been too nervous to even talk about it since the club. He knows Levi has a complex situation-ship with Erwin, but he selfishly wants the man to himself. He wants to love this man wholly. Never in secret.
Levi turns his body to face him, turns off the screen of his phone first. “Well, what exactly are you expecting?”
Zeke blushes, his heart is loudly thumping in his chest and his stomach is in knots. “Well I am hoping you would be my boyfriend, if you want.”
Levi buries his face against Zeke’s chest. “I don’t know. Am I boyfriend material, Zeke? I just killed your dad.” Levi says. He is slightly muffled, but Zeke can understand most of what he said.
“I think you are, Levi. And my dad was a dick. He deserved much worse.”
Levi pops his face where Zeke can see him, he still has the extension on, and he looks absolutely beautiful in them. “I know I know. I just don’t want you to hate me, when the adrenaline runs out, y’know? Because five months from now, your dad will still be dead.”
“Do you hate me for not stopping you?” Zeke asks concerned.
“I kinda wished you did, but then I remembered what he did to you, and I quickly realized it was the right choice.”
“So, Levi?” Zeke says.
“Yes, Zeke?”
“Will you be my boyfriend?” He says. It feels good to have it in the air and having Levi know his intentions.
Levi nods his head. “Yeah. I’d like that.”
“Good, I’m glad to hear that.” Zeke smiles. He leans over Levi, slightly awkward and presses a soft kiss against his plush lips. “Thank you, Levi.”