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Unexpected night

Eren Jaeger sat at the sleek, modern bar, ist countertop illuminated by a soft blue glow that cast a cool ambiance throughout the room. The stone walls, adorned with minimalist artwork and industrial accents, lent an urban sophistication to the space. Above him, matte black pendant lights hung low, their gentle illumination adding to the intimate atmosphere.

Around him, the bar buzzed with activity. Groups of people mingled in clusters, their laughter blending with the upbeat tempo of the music. Waitstaff in crisp uniforms weaved through the crowd, delivering cocktails garnished with fresh herbs and exotic fruits.

Eren leaned against the polished stone surface, his fingers idly tracing the condensation on his glass.

College was stressful, especially as a medical student, and Eren just wanted to unwind and clear his head. But with all his friends busy tonight, he regretted going out alone. The vibrant energy of the bar only highlighted his solitude, making him long for the company of friends or someone special to share the lively scene.

Just as he was about to leave, a guy with reddish-brown hair and a cocky smirk sidled up next to him.

„Hey, you’re pretty cute,“ the stranger said, leaning in a little too close. Eren could smell the alcohol on his breath. „What’s your name?“

Eren raised an eyebrow, already unimpressed, but the guy continued. „Is your name Google? Because you have everything I’ve been searching for.“

Eren couldn’t help but roll his eyes, stifling a groan. „Wow, that’s… something,“ he replied, his tone dripping with sarcasm. „Eren,“ he said, keeping his tone polite but distant.

„I’m Floch,“ the guy introduced himself, clearly not picking up on Eren’s lack of interest. „Can I buy you another drink?“

„No thanks,“ Eren said, hoping that would be the end of it.

But Floch wasn’t deterred. He moved even closer, his eyes raking over Eren in a way that made him feel irritated. „Come on, don’t be like that. We could have some fun together.“

Eren shifted in his seat, his patience wearing thin. „I said no, thanks.“

Eren inwardly cringed, wondering how he could gracefully exit the situation without starting a fight - again.

Memories of previous bar scuffles flashed through his mind, times when his temper had gotten the best of him. He could still hear Mikasa’s voice in his head, urging him to stay calm, to avoid unnecessary trouble. Taking a deep breath, he reminded himself of the consequences of losing his cool: the looks of disappointment from his friends, the inevitable bans from yet another bar, the bruises and cuts from nights that ended in violence.

His hands clenched into fists at his sides, but he forced himself to relax them. Eren was always hot-headed, but he tried to stay calm. He counted to ten in his head, a trick Armin had taught him, focusing on each number to keep his frustration in check.

Floch leaned in even closer, clearly drunk. Lowering his voice, he said, „Do you believe in love at first sight—or should I walk by again?“

Eren’s discomfort grew, and he glanced rund for an escape.

Floch’s smirk widened, and he placed a hand on Eren’s knee, squeezing slightly. „Why play hard to get? I know you’re here looking for a good time.“

Eren clenched his jaw, trying to keep his cool. He removed Floch’s hand with a firm grip. „I’m not interested, okay? Leave me alone.“

Floch leaned in, his voice dropping to a murmur that felt like a violation of Eren’s personal space. „Oh, come on. You don’t mean that. You’re too pretty to be sitting here all by yourself.“

Eren’s patience snapped, and his tone turned sharp and commanding, no longer holding back his frustration. „I said back off,“ he snapped, his voice laced with irritation and anger.

Just as Floch was about to press further, a calm but authoritative voice cut in.

“There you are, babe. I’ve been looking for you,” said the voice of a man. It was deep and steady, carrying an unmistakable authority that demanded attention without raising the volume.

Eren turned his head to see a striking man standing beside him. The newcomer was shorter but had a commanding presence, with piercing gray eyes and a well-defined jawline. He placed a possessive hand on Eren’s shoulder, sending a clear message to Floch.

„Who’s this?“ Floch asked, glaring at the stranger.

The man met his gaze with a cold, unflinching stare. „I’m his boyfriend. And you need to back off.“ He had a cool, confident tone that suggested he was someone not to be messed with.

Floch hesitated for a moment, sizing the stranger up. „Yeah, right. This guy’s way out of your league.“ Then he looked at Eren again. „What, you’re into that?“ asked Floch with disbelief. "What's this style even? Wannabe biker bitch?"

Eren looked angry. He didn't know the black-haired man, but god, yes, he was into that. The man's dark, brooding aesthetic, complete with dark jeans, a black leather jacket and boots, resonated with something deep within Eren. It was a blend of rebellion and mystery that he found incredibly appealing. Floch's snide remark felt like a personal attack, and Eren's fists clenched involuntarily. He had no right to insult the man or his style.

Levi, pissed off himself, noticing the brewing conflict, stepped forward and fixed Floch with a steely glare. "Shut the hell up, idiot, before I make you," he snapped. His tone was icy and deadly serious, silencing Floch instantly.

Floch blinked a few times, perhaps trying to process the words in his drunken mind. His glazed eyes struggled to focus, and he swayed slightly, as if the effort of understanding was almost too much for him. „No way you’ve caught that snack,“ he said, not registering how close he was to being beaten up.

Levi’s eyes narrowed, and his voice dropped to a dangerously low tone. „I don’t care what you think, shithead. You’re completely wasted. Fuck off, or you’ll regret it.“

Floch, finally catching on that his advances and presence were unwelcome, looked at Eren for confirmation to back off.

Eren gazed at Floch dismissively. „You heard my boyfriend,“ Eren said firmly, his tone laced with anger. „Now leave us.“

Eren’s glared toward Floch remained steady and unwavering. His eyes subtly conveyed defiance as he silently went along with the black-haired man’s act. The man’s assertive intervention resonated deeply with Eren, who was thankful for the help.

Floch, despite his bravado, seemed to sense the underlying threat. He scoffed but took a step back. „Whatever, man. Have it your way.“

As Floch retreated, Eren let out a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding. He turned to the raven haired man, a mixture of gratitude and curiosity in his eyes. „Thanks for that. I could handle him, but I was trying not to cause a scene.“

He shrugged, his expression softening slightly. „No problem. Drunken creeps like him shouldn’t be allowed to ruin your night.“

Eren smiled, feeling a surprising warmth toward the stranger. „I’m Eren, by the way. Nice to meet you.“

„Levi,“ the man replied, a faint smirk playing at the corners of his lips. „So, Eren, do you often find yourself in situations like this?“

Eren laughed, the tension from earlier melting away. „Not usually. I guess I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time.“

Levi nodded, his gaze lingering on Eren’s face for a moment longer than necessary. „Well, since we’re pretending to be a couple, how about I buy you a drink for real?“

Eren felt a flutter of excitement in his chest. „Sure, I’d like that.“

Levi’s eyes scanned Eren from head to toe, a hint of skepticism in his expression. „You are old enough, right?“ he asked, raising an eyebrow.

Eren’s grin widened, a playful glint in his eyes. „Yes, I am old enough. I’m twenty-one.“

For a moment, Eren tried to guess Levi’s age. He didn’t look that much older—twenty-eight, maybe? Not over thirty.

Levi smirked, nodding approvingly. „Good. What’ll it be?“ Levi asked, his voice low and smooth.

Eren thought for a moment, then smiled. „I think I’ll have a piña colada.“

Levi couldn’t hide a cringe at the request, his lips twitching slightly. „A piña colada?“ he repeated, his tone half-amused, half-disbelieving.

Eren chuckled, nodding. „Yeah, I like sweet drinks.“

Levi sighed, shaking his head but smiling nonetheless. „Alright, piña colada it is.“

As Levi signaled the bartender and ordered their drinks, Eren couldn’t help but feel a growing curiosity about the man who had come to his rescue. As they waited, Levi turned to Eren, his piercing gray eyes studying him with an intensity that made Eren’s heart skip a beat.

„So, Eren, you feel okay now?“ Levi asked, his tone calm and measured.

„Yes,“ he replied, offering a small smile. „Thanks.“

„Good,“ he said simply, taking a sip of his drink as it arrived. „You come here often?“

Eren shook his head. „Not really. Just needed a change of scenery tonight. What about you?“

Levi shrugged, his gaze steady. „Bars aren’t really my thing. Just needed a drink, work was annoying today. Saw you needed a hand.“

Eren’s eyes lingered on Levi’s face, noting the sharp angles softened by the dim light and the way his lips held that perpetual hint of a frown. He noticed the subtle movements Levi made, the way he scanned the room with an almost predatory awareness. „Well, I’m glad you did. That guy was a real piece of work.“

Levi scoffed, a sound that was almost a laugh. „Yeah, the fucker was persistent. You handled him pretty well, though.“

Eren’s smile widened. „Thanks. I didn’t want to start a fight again, but he was really pushing it.“

„Some people don’t understand boundaries. You’ve got to be firm with them. Sometimes you have to kick some ass,“ Levi stated firmly, his gaze remaining steady and intense, yet somehow calculating. „So, getting in trouble is a thing for you?“

Eren chuckled lightly, shrugging nonchalantly. „Trouble seems to find me whether I like it or not. I’ve found myself in more fights than I care to admit, but I’m making an effort to handle situations better and stay calm.“

Levi nodded, a faint smirk playing on his lips. „Good to hear you’re working on it. Just remember, sometimes showing restraint can be more intimidating than throwing punches.“

Eren found himself drawn to Levi, his big turquoise eyes filled with fascination. He noticed the way Levi seemed both relaxed and alert, a striking combination that intrigued him. As they talked, Levi suddenly glanced over Eren’s shoulder, his expression darkening slightly.

Eren followed Levi’s gaze and saw Floch, the creep from earlier, watching them with a look of annoyance and suspicion. Levi leaned in close to Eren, his breath warm against Eren’s ear.

„Stay calm,“ Levi whispered, his voice low and soothing. „He’s watching us again.“

Eren blushed, the proximity and the hushed tone sending a shiver down his spine. „O-okay.“

„You’ve got nice eyes,“ Levi whispered, his lips brushing Eren’s ear just enough to make him shiver.

Eren’s cheeks turned a deeper shade of red, his heart racing. Levi’s calm demeanor was a stark contrast to the storm of emotions Eren was feeling. Levi pulled back slightly, his gaze still locked on Eren’s face.

„I hope I’m not going too far,“ Levi said quietly, his hand gently resting on Eren’s arm. „You can punch me if I’m overstepping,“ Levi added, his tone sincere yet playful.

„N-no, it’s fine,“ Eren stammered, trying to steady his breathing. His eyes flickered with a mix of surprise and amusement.

Levi’s hand moved up to brush a few stray strands of hair out of Eren’s face, his touch gentle yet purposeful. He leaned in closer, his lips barely grazing Eren’s cheek as he placed a small, tender kiss there.

Eren felt a jolt of electricity at the contact, his blush deepening. Levi’s eyes flicked to Floch, who was now glaring at them with clear frustration.

„Just play along a little longer,“ Levi murmured, his voice a soft command. „We don’t want him causing any more trouble.“

Eren nodded, his heart pounding as he tried to focus on Levi’s calm, reassuring presence. The soft hum of the bar around them seemed to fade, leaving only the intensity of Levi’s gaze and the warmth of his touch. Eren’s thoughts raced, a mix of gratitude and burgeoning interest swirling within him.

Levi’s grip on Eren’s arm tightened slightly, a subtle reminder of his protective stance. „You handled yourself well tonight,“ he said, his voice barely above a whisper, yet filled with an unspoken promise. „Just remember, you’re not alone. And not every conflict is worth a fist fight.“

Eren smiled, a genuine warmth spreading through him. „Thanks, Levi. I appreciate it.“

Levi nodded, his expression softening just a fraction. „Anytime, Eren.“

As Levi leaned back, putting some distance between them, Eren found himself missing the closeness. The warmth and reassurance of Levi’s touch had been comforting, and Eren felt a sudden longing for that connection to return. He glanced at Levi, his turquoise eyes reflecting a mix of emotions. Levi seemed satisfied with the outcome, his gaze now more relaxed as he looked around the bar, but Eren’s heart ached with a newfound desire for Levi’s presence and touch.

„You know,“ Eren began, his voice slightly hesitant but sincere, „I really appreciate how you handled everything back there. You’re… surprisingly good at this.“

Levi’s eyebrow quirked up ever so slightly, a faint hint of amusement crossing his features. „Is that so?“ he replied, his tone light but still guarded.

Eren nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. „Yeah. I mean, not everyone would step in like you did. It’s… impressive.“

Levi’s lips twitched into a faint smile, a rare sight that made Eren’s heart skip a beat. „I do what needs to be done,“ Levi replied modestly, though his eyes held a glint of appreciation.

Encouraged by Levi’s response, Eren leaned in slightly closer, his voice lowering. „Well, I’m glad you were there tonight. Makes me feel safer.“

Levi’s gaze met Eren’s, and for a moment, the intensity of his gray eyes softened. „I’m glad I could help,“ he murmured, his voice a touch quieter than before.

Eren felt a rush of boldness, emboldened by Levi’s subtle openness. „You know, you’ve got a… unique way of looking out for people,“ he continued, his words tinged with a hint of flirtation.

Levi’s expression didn’t change much, but Eren noticed a flicker of something in his eyes. „Well, its kinda part of my job, but…i noticed you.“ he replied, his tone carefully neutral.

„Yeah?“ Eren replied, his heart pounding with a mix of nerves and excitement. „It’s… charming. Flattering, you know, coming from an handsome man like you.“

Levi’s eyebrow arched again, a faint blush touching his cheeks. He shifted slightly in his seat, seemingly caught off guard by Eren’s flirtatious remark. After a brief pause, Levi cleared his throat, regaining his composure.

„Well, Eren,“ Levi said, his voice steady but with a touch of warmth that hadn’t been there before, „Thanks for the compliment.“

Eren smiled, feeling a rush of satisfaction at Levi’s response. „Anytime,“ he replied, his own cheeks warming as he held Levi’s gaze.

„You said it’s part of your job?“ Eren asked, curious. „What do you do for a living?“

Levi’s expression remained guarded, but Eren detected a flicker of vulnerability in his eyes. He had struck a chord with his compliment, and now Eren wanted to understand more about Levi’s work.

„Yeah, it is,“ Levi replied, his voice softening slightly as he met Eren’s gaze. „I’m a self-defense instructor and security manager at ‚Smith’s Survey Corps‘. Observing and assessing situations is part of what I do.“

Eren nodded, sensing the weight behind Levi’s words. „But you mentioned you noticed me specifically,“ Eren pressed gently, his curiosity getting the better of him, and he enjoyed flirting with Levi. „What did you mean by that?“

Levi’s eyebrow arched again, a hint of color tinting his cheeks once more. He shifted in his seat, clearly uncomfortable with the attention directed at him. After a moment’s pause, Levi cleared his throat, choosing his words carefully.

„I… I noticed you,“ Levi repeated, his voice steady but tinged with rare vulnerability. „First alone at the bar, then how you handled the situation.“

„I see,“ murmured Eren. „Thats all?“ He felt a slight disappointment, as he had hoped for more.

Levi hesitated for a moment, his gaze flickering away before returning to meet Eren’s eyes. A faint blush colored his cheeks as he admitted softly, „Your eyes.“

„Oh,“ Eren responded, his heart beating faster and hope rising at Levi’s compliment. A mix of surprise and pleasure coursed through him, evident in the slight upward curve of his lips.

Levi gave a small nod, his expression sincere yet tinged with a hint of vulnerability. „Yeah,“ he affirmed quietly. „They are… you are beautiful.“

Eren’s smile widened at Levi’s words, his heart skipping a beat at the honesty and warmth behind them. „Thank you,“ he replied sincerely, feeling a rush of warmth spreading across his cheeks.

Levi nodded once, his gaze lingering on Eren for a moment longer before he glanced away, the hint of a smile still playing on his lips. The air between them felt charged with unspoken possibilities, and Eren couldn’t help but hope for more moments like this with Levi.

As the silence stretched between them, Eren couldn’t ignore a twinge of doubt creeping in. „I hope I’m not coming off as… you know, the creepy guy now,“ he admitted softly, a touch of self-consciousness coloring his tone.

Levi’s gaze snapped back to Eren, his expression serious yet gentle. „Eren, if I ever feel you’re overstepping, I’ll let you know,“ he assured him, his voice calm and reassuring. „You’re not being creepy. You’re being honest, and that’s appreciated.“

Eren let out a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding, relieved by Levi’s understanding. „Thanks, Levi. I just… don’t want to misread signals.“

Levi nodded, his demeanor softening once more. „I understand. Trust me, you’re doing just fine.“

Their eyes met again, a silent understanding passing between them. Eren felt a renewed sense of comfort in Levi’s presence, reassured that their connection was based on mutual respect and genuine interest.

„Well, I’m glad,“ Eren admitted, a hint of bashfulness coloring his cheeks. „I’ve never had a… ‚boyfriend‘ that sexy before.“

Eren immediately realized what he had said and felt his face grow warmer with embarrassment. He glanced nervously at Levi, unsure of how he would react to such a forward comment.

Levi’s initial surprise was evident, but it quickly softened into a small, amused smile that tugged at the corners of his lips. His gray eyes held a glint of amusement and something deeper, a hint of appreciation for Eren’s honesty and perhaps a touch of flattery.

„Eren,“ Levi replied, his voice low and measured, „I appreciate the compliment.“

Eren’s cheeks flushed deeper, but he couldn’t help smiling at Levi’s response. He was relieved that Levi didn’t seem put off by his slip of the tongue. „Sorry,“ Eren mumbled, his gaze flickering away briefly before returning to meet Levi’s. „I didn’t mean to be so forward.“

Levi shook his head slightly, the smile lingering. „It’s alright,“ he said calmly. „You caught me off guard, but… I’m not complaining.“

Eren chuckled nervously, feeling a surge of gratitude that Levi was taking it in stride. „I guess I’m just not used to someone like you,“ he admitted, his voice quieter now, filled with a mix of admiration and self-deprecation.

Levi’s gaze softened, a rare warmth seeping into his expression. „Maybe I’m not used to someone like you either,“ he murmured, his tone almost tender.

The atmosphere between them shifted subtly, a mutual understanding and a hint of something deeper passing silently between them. Eren felt a flutter of hope in his chest, daring to believe that perhaps there was more to their connection than just a chance encounter.

Levi’s hand moved to rest gently on Eren’s arm, a silent reassurance that spoke volumes. „You’re refreshing, Eren,“ he said softly, his thumb brushing lightly over Eren’s skin.

Eren met Levi’s gaze, his heart racing with a mixture of nerves and excitement. „Thank you,“ he replied sincerely, his turquoise eyes searching Levi’s for any sign of hesitation.

Levi held his gaze for a moment longer before nodding slightly.

Eren smiled, feeling a surge of courage. Despite the unexpected turn of events, he couldn’t deny the growing attraction and connection he felt with Levi. As they sat together in the dimly lit bar, Eren couldn’t help but hope that this was just the beginning of something more.

_

Levi watched Eren blush, his cheeks warming with a faint pink hue that added to his already striking features. As he observed Eren, Levi couldn’t help but acknowledge how attractive the younger man was—not just cute, but undeniably beautiful in a way that caught Levi off guard.

When Levi had intervened earlier, it had been purely out of a sense of duty to help someone in need. Sure, he had noticed Eren; the young man was really good looking. But it wasn’t Levi’s intention to take advantage of his situation, just to send the creep away. But as they talked more, Levi found himself drawn to Eren’s easy demeanor and the natural way they connected. There was an unspoken chemistry between them, a subtle pull that Levi couldn’t ignore.

Eren’s attempts at flirting were not lost on Levi. He was perceptive, accustomed to reading people and their intentions. The way Eren’s eyes sparkled with admiration, the slight nervousness in his voice when he spoke—it all pointed towards a growing attraction.

Levi shifted slightly in his seat, his gaze lingering on Eren with a mix of contemplation and something deeper. He wasn’t one to easily let his guard down or entertain romantic notions, but Eren was different. There was a genuine warmth and openness about him that resonated with Levi.

As Eren continued to talk, Levi found himself listening intently, caught between the instinct to maintain his usual aloofness and the desire to lean into the connection they were forming. He admired Eren’s courage in expressing himself, even if it occasionally made Levi’s own emotions stir uncomfortably beneath the surface.

„You’re… interesting, Eren,“ Levi finally said, his voice low yet sincere. „There’s something about you.“

Eren’s eyes widened slightly at Levi’s words, a mixture of surprise and pleasure flickering across his face. „Thank you,“ he replied softly, a shy smile playing on his lips. „I feel the same about you, Levi.“

Levi nodded, a small, almost imperceptible smile quirking at the corner of his mouth. He found himself enjoying Eren’s company more than he had anticipated, despite his initial intentions. Perhaps, he thought, this unexpected connection was worth exploring after all.

_

Hours passed, and Eren realized he didn’t want the night to end.

„Hey, do you want to grab a bite to eat? There’s a great 24-hour diner just down the street.“ He wanted to invite Levi over but didn’t want to be too forward, so instead, he suggested the diner.

Levi’s eyes twinkled with amusement. „Why not? Lead the way.“

As they walked together into the cool night air, Eren felt a sense of excitement and anticipation he hadn’t expected. The initial tension from their encounter at the bar had melted away, replaced by a growing attraction and a genuine curiosity about Levi.

Eren stole glances at Levi as they made their way to the diner, noticing how his stride was confident yet relaxed, his posture exuding quiet strength. The dim streetlights cast a soft glow on Levi’s features, highlighting the sharp angles of his face softened by the night.

Inside the diner, Eren couldn’t help but feel a rush of warmth as they settled into a cozy booth.

The diner had a charming, retro vibe with checkered floors and red vinyl booths. Soft, dim lighting created an intimate atmosphere, while a jukebox in the corner played classic tunes. The smell of freshly brewed coffee and warm waffles filled the air, adding to the homely feel. Neon signs flickered softly above the counter, where a few late-night patrons chatted with the friendly staff. It was the perfect spot for an extended conversation and getting to know each other better.

„Hey,“ Eren began, his voice a little lower than usual, „you know, I’m really glad we met tonight.“

Levi looked up from his menu, his eyes meeting Eren’s with a small smile playing on his lips. „Me too,“ he replied, his tone soft but genuine. „It’s been… unexpected, in a good way.“

Eren chuckled softly, feeling a surge of courage. „Yeah, definitely unexpected,“ he agreed, his eyes lingering on Levi’s face. „But I’m not complaining.“

Levi raised an eyebrow, a flicker of amusement in his gray eyes. „Oh? So, you’re enjoying yourself?“

Eren nodded, a shy smile tugging at his lips. „Yeah, I am. I mean, you’re easy to talk to. And… really attractive.“

Levi leaned back in his seat, a playful glint in his eye. „Me, attractive? How so?“ he teased lightly, though underneath the teasing tone, Eren could sense a hint of nervousness. Levi was trying to maintain his usual cool demeanor, but Eren’s compliment had clearly struck a chord.

Eren felt a surge of affection for Levi’s vulnerability, appreciating the glimpse of sincerity behind his teasing facade. „Well,“ Eren began, his voice softening with sincerity, „it’s more than just your looks. It’s… the way you carry yourself, your confidence, and how you listen when I talk. It’s attractive.“

Eren felt a rush of relief that Levi didn’t seem put off by his boldness. „It’s true,“ he continued, his voice earnest. „You’re attractive in every way—your looks, your confidence, and how you make me feel comfortable around you.“

Levi’s expression softened, his gaze meeting Eren’s with a mix of surprise and something warmer. He cleared his throat lightly, a faint blush dusting his cheeks. „I… well, thats a first,“ he murmured, his usual composure momentarily faltering.

Eren smiled, feeling a rush of happiness at Levi’s genuine response. In that moment, sitting together in the cozy diner booth, Eren felt a deeper connection forming between them—one that went beyond initial attraction and hinted at the possibility of something more meaningful.

Levi’s smile widened slightly, a hint of color touching his cheeks. „Thank you,“ he replied, his voice quieter now, a touch of warmth in his tone. „You’re not so bad yourself.“

In that moment, sitting together in the cozy diner booth, surrounded by the comforting ambiance and the soft murmur of late-night conversations, Eren felt a deepening connection with Levi. It wasn’t just about physical attraction anymore; it was about discovering each other, appreciating their similarities and differences, and exploring the possibility of something more meaningful between them.

_

Levi’s hand rested casually on the table, not far from where Eren’s hand hovered, the distance between their fingers almost palpable. Their eyes met, locking into an intense moment that seemed to suspend time itself.

Levi’s hand closed the gap, his fingers lightly brushing against Eren’s before he gently placed his hand on top of Eren’s. The stark contrast between his fair skin and Eren’s was evident.

Eren felt a rush of nervousness and excitement swirling within him. With a sudden burst of courage, he blurted out, „Hey, um, do you want to come over for coffee? I mean, back to my place?“

Levi arched an eyebrow at Eren, a small smile playing on his lips. He couldn’t help but find Eren’s invitation endearing, knowing full well the unspoken implication of a late-night coffee invitation. Despite the implied suggestion, Levi felt surprisingly at ease with Eren.

„Sure,“ Levi replied, his voice steady but with a hint of amusement. „I’d like that.“

Eren’s face lit up with relief and anticipation. He could hardly believe his boldness, but he was grateful that Levi seemed open to spending more time together, and the unspoken possibility for something more intimate.

They paid their bill and left the diner, the cool night air seeming to buzz with newfound energy and possibility.

_

As they walked side by side towards Eren’s apartment, a comfortable silence settled between them, punctuated only by the occasional shared glance and smile. Eren’s heart raced with excitement, eager to continue their unexpected acquaintance and explore where the night might lead.

They reached Eren’s apartment building, a modest but inviting place with a worn-out welcome mat that seemed to echo the lived-in warmth of ist inhabitants. Eren unlocked the door, holding it open for Levi with a nervous smile that betrayed his attempts to appear calm. Levi stepped inside, taking in the cozy surroundings—a bookshelf filled with dog-eared novels, a worn-out sofa that looked incredibly comfortable, and the lingering scent of Eren’s favorite coffee blend.

It wasn’t super tidy, but Levi was relieved to find the small apartment cleaner than he expected from a young man Eren’s age. Nothing compared to his high standards for cleanliness, but Levi could live with that for the evening. As he glanced around, he noticed a few scattered items that could use tidying up, but overall, the atmosphere was welcoming and comfortable.

Eren gestured towards the navy blue sofa, inviting Levi to sit down. „Make yourself at home,“ Eren said with a nervous chuckle, clearly hoping Levi felt comfortable despite the less-than-perfect state of his place.

„Nice apartment for a student,“ Levi said, his eyes taking in the well-decorated living space.

Eren looked briefly in his direction, a slight smile playing on his lips. „Yes, well, thanks to my parents,“ he admitted, a hint of gratitude in his voice. „They pay part of the rent.“

Levi nodded, understanding. The financial support explained the quality of the apartment, which was a notch above what most students could afford.

Eren busied himself with preparing the coffee, the clinking of mugs and the soft hum of the coffee machine filling the air.

Levi leaned against the kitchen counter, watching Eren with a faint smile. The tension that had hovered between them earlier now seemed to dissipate, replaced by a quiet anticipation of what the night might unfold. He felt a warmth growing inside him, a feeling he hadn’t expected to find so soon after meeting Eren.

„I hope you like your coffee strong,“ Eren said, turning to face Levi with a slightly sheepish grin.

Levi chuckled softly, nodding. „Strong’s good.“

As they settled on the couch with their steaming mugs, conversation flowed effortlessly between them. Levi glanced at Eren, whose eyes were half-lidded with contentment, and felt a surge of affection that caught him off guard.

„Eren,“ Levi said softly, setting his half empty mug down on the coffee table.

Eren turned to him, his gaze questioning yet expectant.

„I’m glad I came over,“ Levi continued, his voice quiet but sincere. „Tonight has been… interesting so far.“

Eren smiled, a gentle warmth spreading across his face. „Me too, Levi. I’m really glad.“

They sat there for a moment, the air thick with unspoken words and uncharted emotions. Levi leaned closer, his hand finding Eren’s on the couch between them. Their fingers intertwined naturally, a silent agreement that spoke volumes.

In that quiet intimacy, with the city breathing softly outside and the warmth of each other’s presence filling the room, Levi and Eren found themselves on the threshold of something new—a connection that felt both fragile and unbreakable, promising endless possibilities in the nights and days to come.

Eren edged closer, the ait thrick with anticipation. Levi’s heart quickened as he feelt the warmth of Eren’s breath on his lips, their faces only mere inches apart. The soft glow of the light danced in their eyes, reflecting the unspoken desire that hung between them.

A moment of hesitation lingered, a silent question in their shared gaze. Eren’s hand templed slightly as it reached out, brushing against Levi’s cheek with a feather-light touch. Levi closed his eyes briefly, savoring the intimicy of the moment, before leaning in to meet Eren halfway.

Their lips meet tentatively at first, a gently exploration of uncharted territory. Eren’s fingers traced the line of Levi’s jaw, sending shivers down his spine. Levi responded with a soft sight, his own hands finding their place on Eren’s waiste, pulling him closer.

The kiss deepened, fueled by the shimmering tension that had builed between them all evening. Eren’s lips were warm and inviting, their movements slow and deliberate, as if eachtouch carried the weight of unspoken promises. He tasted of coffee and smelled masculine, yet sweet, somewhat like vanilla.

Levi melted into the sensation, losing himself in the taste, smell and feel of Eren against him.

Outside, the city murmured softly, a distant backdrop of the intensity of their connection. Time seemed to stretch as they explored each other, the heat between them raising with each shared breath, each kiss and wispered gasp. Their tongues danced together, pushing their arousal with each touch. Levi tasted Eren with every breath, his mind cloded with rising desire for the brown haird man in his arms.

When they finally pulled back, their foreheads rested against each other, chest rising and falling in sync. Levi’s eyes fluttered open to meet Eren’s, a silent acknowledged passing between them – a promise of more to come, a recognition of their undeniable chemistry that had sparked between them. As they caught their breath and let the electricity of their kiss linger in the air, Levi and Eren know that this night was going to change everything for them.

„Wow,“ Eren breathed, a big smile spreading across his face. „I’ve never had such an intense first kiss before.“ His voice carried a mix of surprise and exhilaration as he gazed deeply into Levi’s eyes, a flicker of anticipation in his own.

Levi felt a rush of warmth at Eren’s words, his own lips curling into a shy smile. The moment hung between them, charged with unspoken emotions and the thrill of discovery. He met Eren’s gaze steadily, heart skipping a beat at the unspoken promise in Eren’s gaze.

„Yeah,“ Levi murmured softly, his voice barely above a whisper. „Me neither.“

Levi could feel Eren's hand firm against his lower back, a gentle pressure that spoke volumes of their mutual desire to be closer. His heart raced as he gathered the courage to speak, his voice raw with honesty.

"Listen, Eren," Levi began, his gaze steady yet filled with a hint of mischief. "I'm sure we both know where this is going. And believe me," he added with a teasing smile, "I want to."

Eren nodded attentively, his expression a mix of understanding and anticipation.

"But maybe this sounds strange," Levi continued, his tone tinged with nervousness and a touch of embarrassment. "Can we take a shower first?"

Eren furrowed his brow slightly, processing Levi's request. "A shower? Uh, okay," he replied slowly, his curiosity piqued.

Levi felt the need to explain further. „I didn’t intend to pick someone up tonight,“ he admitted. „I was at work, I’m sure I’m sweaty. Plus, we’ve been at the bar for hours. Bars are filthy.“

Eren's lips curled into a small, understanding smile as he leaned closer, brushing his lips against Levi's in a light kiss. "A shower then," he agreed gently. "If it makes you feel better, I'm all for it."

Levi smiled gratefully, feeling a wave of relief wash over him. Eren took his hand and led him to the small yet functional bathroom. The room was softly lit by the warm glow of the overhead light, casting a comforting ambiance over the tiled walls and modest vanity.

There was just enough room for both of them under the steady stream of warm water cascading from the showerhead. Eren turned to Levi with a gentle question in his eyes.

"Do you want to shower separately or together?" he asked, his voice low and reassuring.

"Together is fine by me," Levi replied softly, his nerves beginning to ease. "Sorry if it makes things awkward."

Eren shook his head reassuringly. "It doesn't," he assured Levi sincerely. "It's okay."

With a shared understanding, they slowly undressed, the air thick with anticipation and a growing sense of intimacy. Eren adjusted the water temperature to a comfortable warmth, his eyes never leaving Levi's as he poured a dollop of his favorite shampoo into his hand.

As Eren's fingers worked the shampoo into Levi's hair, their gazes locked in a silent exchange of trust and burgeoning affection. The steam enveloped them, creating a cocoon of privacy and intimacy that felt both vulnerable and exhilarating.

Levi closed his eyes briefly, savoring the sensation of Eren's touch and the closeness they were beginning to share. In that moment, the world outside faded away, leaving only the rhythmic sound of water cascading around them and the quiet, unspoken promise of what was yet to come.

Eren’s eyes traced over Levi’s body with a mix of admiration and desire. He took in the curves of Levi’s hips, the definition of his chest and shoulders, and the subtle contures of muscles beneath pale skin. Levi’s black hair stood out in a stark contrast against his fair complexion, complementing the intensity of his light grey eyes. His pubic hair trailed down between his strong thighs, his half hard cock nestled in between. He was truly a sight, like a figure right out of Eren’s wet dreams.

Meanwhile Eren sensed Levi’s gaze lingering on him in return. The weight of Levi’s scrutiny, yet admiration felt both exhilarating and vulnerable, as if each glance between them carried unspoken promises and uncharted wishes.

Eren’s curious hands traced over Levi’s skin, his touch gentle yet thorough as he washed away the weight of the day. Levi leaned into the sensation, feeling passionate tension building under Eren’s shooting caress. Stepping closer, Levi allowed his own hands explore Eren’s body in return, mapping out the contures and warmth of his light caramel skin.

The water cascadet around them, the steam raising to creating a cocoun of warmth, as their lips meet in a tender kiss. They lost themselves in the shared intimicy of the moment. Eren’s fingers lingured on Levi’s stomach, tracing the muscles with a feather-light touch. While Levi’s hands roomed over Eren’s back and the curve of his ass, feeling the outline under his Fingertips. Eren moaned into the kiss, as Levi’s fingers digged into his back with unspoken desire.

„Eren,“ Levi let out breathlessly as Eren bit his lower lip.

„Clean enough?“ Eren asked, his voice rough with impatience and desire. Levi nodded, his eyes locking into Eren’s with a eagerness and certainty. „Yes.“

With that single word the air around them seem to thicken. Their surroundings becoming a blur as the intensity of their expected connection took center stage. The water continued to cascade around them, but it was the heat between them that truthly set their hearts raicing and their bodys on fire. Eren’s hand moved with renewed purpose, guiding Levi closer, ther bodies fitting together as if they always had meant to be, although their hight difference.

Eren reluctantly pulled back, turning off the shower. The steady stream of water slowed down to a dip, leaving them in the quiet warmth of the bathroom. They stepped out of the shower, the cool air a stark contrast to the steamy heat they had just left behind.

Eren handed Levi a towel, their fingers brushing briefly, sending a thrill though both of them. They began to dry of, the soft fabric absorbing the water from their skin. Eren’s eyes continued to wander over Levi’s body, taking in the way the droplets clung to his hair and the sight flush of his cheeks.

Levi’s movements were deliberate and slow, his eyes also tracing over Eren’s form, aprecating the strengh and definition in the muscles. The act of dying off became an intimate dance, each touch and glance heavy and meaningful. Once they were dray, Levi didn’t bother to wrap the towel around his waist. Eren, feeling a mix of exitement and nervousness, mirrored his gesture. A small reasuring smile played on his lips.

„Ready for more?“, he asked softly, his eyes never leaving Levi’s.

Levi nodded, feeling a sence of anticipation bubbling within him. „Yeah, ready.“

With that, they stepped out of the bathroom, leaving behind the steamy haze and entering a new chapter of their evening , zheir connection deepening with every shared moment.

They entered Eren’s bedroom, a small but cozy space that reflected Eren’s personality. The bed dominated the room, looking big and inviting, with soft, rumpled sheets that promised comfort. There was a bit of disarray—clothes draped over a chair and on the floor, a few books stacked haphazardly on the nightstand—but it was far from chaotic.

Levi’s eyes scanned the room, his expression thoughtful as he took in the surroundings. Eren noticed the scrutinizing look and felt a need to reassure him.

„It’s not completely tidy,“ Eren admitted with a small, apologetic smile, „but it’s clean. I changed the sheets just yesterday.“

Levi seemed to relax at this, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips. „That’s good enough for me,“ he replied, the tension easing from his shoulders.

Eren gestured towards the bed, feeling a mix of nerves and excitement. „Make yourself comfortable.“

Levi nodded, moving towards the bed and sitting down on the edge. He glanced up at Eren, who joined him, the mattress dipping slightly under their combined weight. They sat close, the quiet intimacy of the moment wrapping around them.

Eren reached out, his fingers brushing against Levi’s, their hands finding each other in a silent promise. Levi’s gaze softened, his trust in Eren clear as he leaned in, ready to explore whatever came next in this newfound closeness.

Eren leaned in, closing the distance between them, and their lips met in a gentle yet charged kiss. It was soft and exploratory at first, but quickly deepened as they lost themselves in the moment. Levi’s hand found ist way to Eren’s cheek, his touch both tender and reassuring.

When they finally pulled back, breathless and with their foreheads resting against each other, Levi’s eyes flickered with a mix of curiosity and consideration.

„Eren,“ Levi began, his voice soft but steady, „do you have any preferences?“

Eren blinked, a bit taken aback by the question but appreciating Levi’s thoughtfulness. He took a moment to gather his thoughts, his eyes meeting Levi’s with sincerity.

„I guess,” Eren started, „I like when things are… mutual. You know, when we’re both comfortable and enjoying ourselves. I want this to be as good for you as it is for me.”

Levi smiled, a warmth spreading through him at Eren’s words. “That’s nice to know.” He hesitated for a moment before clarifying, “But what I mean is, do you prefer being on the top or not?”

“Oh,” Eren said, blushing slightly and laughing at the misunderstanding. “Both work for me, but I prefer being on the bottom.”

Levi chuckled softly. “I’m good with being on top then.”, he grinned. „You have such a nice ass.“

Eren smiled, feeling the warmth in his cheeks. “Perfect. Didn’t think you’d give off bottom vibes anyway.” Eren chuckled, a playful glint in his eyes.

Levi looked amused at Eren’s words, but there was something else, something stronger in his eyes: a flickering desire, a silent whisper signaling a turning point, to end the talking and give way to more physical activities.

Eren glanced at Levi’s cock, still half-hard but growing, his interest piqued. Levi was not exactly small, and he wasn’t even fully aroused.

They shared another tender kiss, the question now settled, and a mutual understanding deepening between them. Their connection felt even stronger, grounded in both communication and trust. As they explored this new intimacy, they knew they were both in it together, ready to give in to their desire.

As they lay there, kissing, Levi took in Eren’s whole being. The chestnut brown hair cascaded around his head and shoulders, a few strands falling gently over his forehead. His tanned skin felt smooth and warm under Levi’s hands, radiating a comforting heat. Eren’s beautiful turquoise green eyes glimmered like the waters of the Caribbean Sea, capturing the light in a way that made them sparkle with an almost otherworldly allure.

Levi traced his fingers along Eren’s jawline, marveling at the contrast between his own pale skin and Eren’s sun-kissed complexion. He could feel Eren’s heartbeat against his chest, steady and strong, a rhythmic reminder of the vibrant life in the man before him.

„I can’t believe you took me home,“ murmured Levi, his voice filled with fascination and a touch of awe. He brushed a lock of hair from Eren’s face, his fingers lingering in the silky strands. „You are beautiful.“

Eren’s whole face lit up with a big smile, his eyes crinkling at the corners with joy. He looked like he wanted to say something in return, but Levi couldn’t stand another compliment from the young man. He simply wasn’t used to so much sweet talk. It was nice, flattering even, making his head spin and his stomach tingle, but it was too much.

So, he closed the distance between them once more and pressed his lips against Eren’s to shut him up. The kiss was gentle yet firm, conveying all the emotions Levi couldn’t put into words. Eren responded eagerly, his hands slipping around Levi’s neck, pulling him closer.

In that moment, words weren’t necessary. The intensity of their kiss spoke volumes, each touch and caress expressing what they felt for each other. Levi leaned over Eren, deepening their connection. He could feel Eren’s rapid heartbeat beating against his chest. Levi kissed down Eren’s throat, feeling the pulse quicken under his lips.

Eren arched on the bed, unabashed by the sounds escaping his mouth in little gaps and breathes. It spurred Levi on; he wanted to make Eren feel good, to witness that beautiful man lose all his composure. He kissed his way down, licked at one of the brownish nipples, which earned him a hiss from Eren.

His tongue slid over the contours of Eren’s muscles, around his belly button and further down, following the trail of thrick pubic brwon hair. The head of Eren’s cock brushed against Levi’s chin. The scent of Eren’s manhood made Levi’s mouth water - fresh and clean and purely musculine. Levi didn’t hesitate as he stuck his tongue out and licked a wet stripe from the base to the swollen head.

Eren’s hands shot out, grabbing the bedsheets with a desperate grip. His nuckles turned white as he clenched the fabric tightly „Levi!“, he shouted, his voice deep and dripping with desire, a raw need evident in his tone.

„Yeah, that’s right.“, Levi licked another stripe all the way up, savoring the taste „Fuck, let me hear you.“

He nudged Eren’s strong thighs further apart, giving himself more room to work on that thick cock. Eren was right; Levi wasn’t a Bottom Type, but he appreciated blowing such a nice exemplar of a cock. And Eren’s cock was as perfect as the rest of him. Beautiful. He loved the way it looked like this - Red swollen, glistening, pulsing and ready.

Levi swirled his tongue around the head, licking over the slit, already dripping with precum. Eren tasted good. Levi snorted at the thought of pineapple in Eren’s drink earlier, but that surely wasn’t the reason for him to order the sweet cocktail. And who knows if pineapple really has that effect?

Levi’s thoughts were gone the second he heard Eren moan in pleasure. He looked up, only to meet beautiful, half-lidded eyes watching him. „Shit.“, Eren breathed out, clearly aroused by maintaining eye contact with Levi. Levi grinned around his cock, sucking harder on the pulsing erektion.

Eren’s hand brushed Levi’s hair out of his forehead, the gesture surprisingly gentle for the situation. „Levi,“ Eren whispered, „You look so good like that.“ Levi grinned and pulled himself off of Eren’s erektion. „I’m sure you would also look beautiful with my cock between your lips.“, he teased.

Eren had the nerve to blush at that. ,Really, could the brat get even cuter?‘ Levi thought, watching the pink tint spread across Eren’s cheeks.

"I can do that," Eren said eagerly. "Let me—"

"Relex, Eren,“ Levi interrupted, his voice firm but not unkind. He gave Eren a good lick to the tip, which earned him a long moan in return. "I'm not done with you yet. I haven't even started." Eren gasped louder as Levi sucked on him again.

Eren’s breath hitched as he popped himself up on his ellbows, almost vibriting with energy. „But i really want to.“, he said, his voice coming out panting and urgend, eyes wide and pleading. His eagerness was papable and Levi could hear the sincerty behind his lust-filled words.

Levi paused, his tongue briefly darting across his lips. „Alright,“ he decided, his voice firm. With that, he reclined on the soft sheets, settling down beside Eren. „Come here,“ he commanded padding his own lap.

Eren rolled around, eager to fulfill his mission. He pressed a sloppy open-mouth kiss to Levi’s lips, then continued to go down on him, but he was stopped before he could properly begin. Confused, Eren looked up at Levi with furrowed brows, his eyes searching for answers, unsure of what he had done wrong.

„Sit on me,“ Levi said firmly but with a hint of warmth. Eren nodded, settling down over Levi’s lower abdomen. With his thighs strong on both sides of Levi, he held himself up on his knees, careful not to let his full weight bear down on him. Levi reached out, his fingers gently threading through Eren’s brown locks, the strands silky under his touch. He pulled Eren closer, their breaths mingling before their lips met in a tender kiss. The room was filled with the soft rustle of fabric and the faint, refreshing scent of Eren’s freshly showered skin.

„Now turn around,“ Levi’s whispered command, a deep growl that sent shivers down Eren’s spine. His breath catching in his throat.

Surprise flickered in Eren’s wide eyes, swiftly replaced by dawning realization as he grasped Levi’s purpose. Each passing moment thickened the air with tense anticipation. Slowley, Eren turned around, fully aware of Levi’s penetrating gaze on his back and his ass. The atmosphere charged with unspoken intensity, their silent exchange speaking volumes. Finally, after a beat that felt like an eternity, he looked back over his shoulder, meeting Levi’s intense stare head-on, the unspoken tension between them almost tangible.

„Like that?“ Eren asked, his voice betraying a mix of nerves and excitement, but he could read the confirmation in Levi’s passion burning eyes.

„Yeah, like that,“ Levi responded, a faint smile tugging at his lips as his hand gently cappung Eren’s asscheek. „Damn, what a view,“ he added softly, his tone filled with a blend of admiration and anticipation. „Just good enough to eat,“ he added with a teasing tone, his hand lingering on Eren’s ass, hinting at a playful admiration beneath his words.

„Slide up. Bend forward.“, Levi murmured, his voice low and commanding.

Eren blushed deeply as he carried out Levi’s instructions without hesitation. Eren’s heart raced with excitement as he felt Levi’s hot breath tingling over the sensitive skin of his ass and balls, just inches from Levi’s face. Nervousness tinged with eager expectations surged through him, creating a thrilling mix of emotions.

Eren found himself face to face with Levi’s angry flushed member. He knelt over him, his body balanced on all fours. Eren breathed heavily, feeling the heat coursing through his body.

The deep red head of Levi’s cock was a stark contrast to his otherwise fair skin, making it look almost painful.

Eren wanted to help him with that, wanted to relive the painful pulsing and offer him the warmth of his wet mouth, to bury his cock deep inside. He grabbed the base of the cock with one hand, with the other hand he held his balance on the bed. Eren moved closer, his breath gently caressing Levi’s head, causing him to shiver beneath him, before Eren closed his lips around it.

Levi moaned „Fuck, Eren.“, his voice a growl. He grabbed Eren’s hips and pulled him closer to his face with strong hands. In the next moment Eren felt Levi’s wet tongue on his balls. He licked a long stripe up, right between his ass and over his hole. Eren let out a deep, long moan around Levi’s cock and sucked harder, causing Levi’s hips jerk and his toes curl.

„Eren.“, Levi gasped, his fingers digging in his skin with determination. He bit Eren’s asscheek, then licked over the reddening mark. Next, his mouth was on Eren’s entrance again, teasing the muscles with his tongue, circeling around. Eren’s body felt like it was set afire. The desperate need for more coursed through his veins, making him squirm above Levi, his mouth still around Levi’s cock.

Levi gave him what he wanted. He pressed his tongue beyond the thight ring of muscles, pushed inside and fucked him open with hot, wet licks. At the same time, Levi kneaded Eren’s round ass, one hand reaching between his legs to massage his balls. Eren moaned; the feeling made his cock twitch. Precum dripped down his shaft, onto Levi’s chest.

Levi didn’t mind, he licked deeper into Eren, but he know that wasn’t enough to satisfy the brown-haired man. Levi sucked at his own index finger, making him wet enough to replace his tongue.

Eren let go of Levi’s cock, a long raw sound escaped his mouth, as he felt the finger push inside him. „Yes, Levi.“, he muttered and bit his lip.

Levi’s finger went in and out as he sucked on Eren’s balls and squeezed ass.

„More, Levi, please.“ Eren shamlessly pushed his ass back, completely ignoring the somewhat embarrassing and vulnerable position.

„Fuck Eren, you look so damn hot.“, Levi gasped, nose pressed to the base of Eren’s cock, before he licked over the shaft. „Your ass is perfect, i want to fuck you.“, he growled out. „But first i make you scream.“

Eren’s heart blasted in his chest at the words, spocken with admiration and animalistic desire.

Levi pressed a second finger inside. „Oi, what about sucking my cock? You’ve seemed so fucking desperate for it.“, he teased, pushing his hips up, right in Eren’s face.

Right. „Yes.“, Eren obediently went back to work. He was so lost in the sensation of Levi’s fingers in him, his tongue on him and the passionate words, that he had forgotten about giving the same treatment back.

Eren concentrated on giving Levi pleasure, which wasn’t so easy while being stimulated by a talented tongue and fingers himself. He felt so full. Full with Levi’s fingers up his ass, full with Levi’s thick cock in his mouth, his own cock full, pulsing and ready to burst sometime soon.

Eren took Levi deep, sucking him until the head of his cock hit the back of his throat. Eren ignored the choking feeling, and instead focused on deep breaths through his nose. He massaged Levi’s balls, but had to change to stop the light chocking. So he held Levis hip down, to prevent Levi from thrusting to deep and makeing Eren chock for real, because Levi got restless to. His hips started to push up in little waves, he pressed sloppy open-mouthed kisses to Eren’s back, whike fingers inside Eren pounded with more force.

Levi’s patience wore thin; keeping himself at ease was a challenge, with that wonderful warm mouth working on him and that beautiful ass to play with. But the urge for more became stronger. He added a third finger, Eren jerked desperately back against him as Levi pushed inside. Levi grined at that „So receptive.“, he murmured and praised him. „You are so damn hot, Eren.“

A long moan, muted by Levi’s cock, was Eren’s answer. He didn’t let go, eager to prove to Levi how good he was and how much he enjoyed giving him pleasure. Spit ran down Levi’s cock, Eren’s head bobbed up and down on him, making Levi hot all over.

Levi scissored his fingers, pushed in and curved them. Suddenly Eren’s hips rutted back with a hard trust, he let go of Levi’s cock, his head fell down, his forehead pressed against Levi’s thight. „Shit, right there.“, he screamd, as Levi hit the bundle of nerves inside him.

He held Levi’s cock in a hard grip, but didn’t move his hand, his mind clouded with the electric feeling coursing through his lower body. His cock twitched, leaking more precum, his breath hitched, as Levi pushed out raw „ah, ah, ah’s“ from his lungs. Levi showed no mercy, pressing his fingers harder in the right spot with each thrust, making Eren scream. Eren was close, so damn close, just a few more thrusts.

„Fuck, Eren,“ Levi sounded as breathless as Eren felt.

„Levi, please.“, Eren whimpered - fucking whimpered - as Levi took his fingers out, leaving Eren empty and needy for more.

Levi pressed a kiss to Eren’s assckeek. „Get up.“, he commanded.

Eren’s froggy mind needed a moment to catch up. „Please, Levi, don’t stop.“, he repeated, his voice desperate enough to make him blush later on.

Levi’s thump circeled reassuringly over Eren’s thight. „Move your sexy ass.“, he said, his voice gentler this time. „Let me up, so i can fuck you.“

Those words seemed to work. Eren lazily shifted to the side, making just enough room for Levi. With a slight push, Levi maneuvered himself to get behind Eren.

Levi chuckled, seeing Eren still on all fours, waiting willingly for what was come next. Levi stroked gently Eren’s spine. „You’re good like this?“, he asked caringly.

Eren muttered something he didn’t understand, his voice rough and muffled by fabric.

„What was that?“ asked Levi, his voice tinged with concern.

Eren looked back over his shoulder, his long brown hair falling slightly over his face as he met Levi’s gaze with nervous impatience and eager excitement.

„I said I’m good, Fuck me,“ Eren answered, his voice deep but clear this time.

Levi chuckled again at Eren’s bold words. He was eager yet feisty—a fascinating mix of personalities. Levi noticed the way Eren’s eyes sparkled with anticipation, his voice carrying a confident tone that hinted at his determination and excitement. It made Levi curious to unravel more layers of Eren’s complex personality.

Levi couldn’t help but admire how Eren looked in that moment. His tousled hair framed his face, and his eyes sparkled with amusement and desire. His body was flushed from arousal, the tan skin hot under his touch. There was a raw energy about him that Levi found captivating.

„You’ve got any lube?“, Levi asked bluntly. „Condom? Can’t fuck you raw, can i?“

„Oh, right,“ Eren pushed himself up onto his forearms but made no move to stand up. „In the nightstand,“ he instructed Levi.

Levi, eager to get the items, reaches hurriedly, his fingers brushing against the shelf’s edge as he stretches toward them.

Now Eren was the one to chuckle. „Are you in a hurry?“ he teased, his voice laced with amusement as he watched Levi’s hurried movements.

“Shut up,“ Levi muttered under his breath, his voice softened by a faint tremor, yet tinged with impatience as he finally grasped the items in his hand. „Sure, I’m in a hurry,“ Levi admitted, his voice firm again. „Can’t wait to fuck that tight ass of yours.“

Eren sharply drew in a breath, his chest rising noticeably. He went silent for a moment, the room filling with palpable tension. Then, he audibly swallowed, the sound echoing faintly in the quiet space between them

Just as Levi thought he had said the wrong thing or had been too forward, Eren’s response came unexpectedly, „You wreck me good, yeah?“ his voice tinged with amusement. „Fuck me hard, so i can feel you for days.“

Levi’s cheeks instantly flushed with a warm, rosy hue, a visible sign of his embarrassment. However, a moment later, he dismissed the feeling. They had moved beyond the point of feeling embarrassed. „Keep talking like that.“, he answered „And i will fuck you for days“

Eren’s face lit up; he looked surprisingly pleased with Levi’s remark. A faint, cocky smile tugged at the corners of his lips, and his eyes sparkled with a glint of satisfaction, hinting at a deeper, unspoken wish.

„Tch, cheeky brat,“ murmured Levi as he ripped the Condom open and rolled it over his cock. He hissed at the contact, already overstimulated from Eren’s blowjob. He uncapped the bottle, and squeezed a good amount of lube onto his hand. Eren watched him in silence, no longer inclined to tease him.

Levi slid close behind Eren, grabbed his hip firmly with one hand, and placed his lubed-up fingers directly on Eren’s entrance. Eren yelled from the cold sensation and surprise, but a moment later it turned pleasend. Levi’s fingers slipped inside without resistance. Fascinated, Levi watched his fingers were swollowed by Eren’s body. He curled them again, finding the right spot dead on.

„Fuck, yes.“, gasped Eren enthusiastically.

Levi pressed again, just to be nice, but a second later he took his fingers out. „I‘ll give you something better.“, he promised.

Grasping Eren’s hips firmly, Levi nudged his legs further apart, placed one palm on his back between his shoulder blades, and pressed him down. „Damn, what a view.“, he muttered. Eren must have heard him, he stuck his ass out more towards him. Levi took a sharp breath, grabbed his cock, directed the tip to Eren’s hole and pressed inside.

The two moaned in unison, the feeling overwhelming on both ends. For Levi it was the hot, tight ring of muscles, squeezing and swallowing his cock deeper inside. For Eren it was the hard flesh, pulsing and working him open. A strong presence within him, pushing aside all thoughts, all problems, all bad feelings. Only Levi mattered in that moment and what he could do with that perfect cock of his.

Levi was inside him – in his body and his mind. He filled the air around him with breaths of pleasure and words of praise. How good Eren feelt, how wonderful he looked, how desirable, how arousing he sounded. Eren loved every second he was being fucked by the raven-haird man. He pressed his forehead into the matress, clutching the bedsheets, moaning like they was no tomorrow.

Levi held him, stabilizing and grounding him. He pushed his cock balls-deep inside, then pulled out almost the whole way, leaving only the tip, and rushed back in. Hard and fast, with each thrust.

Eren pushed his hips back, eager to welcome each thrust with full force. Levi slammed against Eren’s reddening ass, his fingers digging in Eren’s hips, likely leaving marks in the process. Eren would surely feel it by tomorrow. But what had he said? Fuck me, so i can feel it for days – and Levi did.

Eren’s body was on fire, a passion burning from inside out. His heart was drumming a wild rhythm in his chest, like a wild best crawling inside, ready to bust out. His cock hung heavy between his legs, throbbing and leaking, while Levi hammered his cock inside. Eren’s mind was blank, but every cell in his body was on high alert. He felt the pressure, the electric sparks ready to sending shockwaves through his body. He was close. „Levi.“, he moaned, voice raw from screaming.

Levi feelt a mind-blowing sensation vibrating through his body. He was about to climax. All of Levi’s senses were highly stimulated by Eren. His lustful sounds, his appearance, his body clinching around Levi and the way he reacted to him.

Suddenly, Eren moaned louder, raw, driven by a deeper need. Levi gritted his teeth; he didn’t allow himself to cume before Eren. He grasped around Eren’s hips, took a solid hold of his cock and stroked him at the same rhythm as he thrust into him. Eren’s cock twitched in his hand, he moaned loud and long.

„Yes, Eren, cume for me.“, Levi growled. He let his hips snap forward, hard and fast, grabbed a handfull of Eren’s long hair and yanked his head back.

„Shit. Oh, my…Levi, fuck, fuck.“, Eren cried out, as he released in long, hard waves, his cum splattering over Levi’s hand and the sheets.

Eren’s ass clenched around Levi’s cock as he came, and finally Levi could let loose. His own Orgasm crashed down on him, blowing him away like a tornado, like a wild whirlwind of pleasure and release. It was intense, more than Levi had expected or was used to. It took him to new heights of euphoria, made his head spin, and his heart race.

Levi staggered, his body trembling with exhaustion as he fought to steady himself before finally falling onto Eren’s back.

Eren’s skin was damp with sweat, a sight that might have disgusted Levi under different circumstances. But now, in this intimate moment, none of that mattered. Levi found himself strangely unbothered by the sweat glistening on Eren’s skin or the cum on his own hand. Absentmindedly, he wiped his hand on the bedsheets.

Levi gently brushed back a few strands of hair and kissed Eren’s neck and shoulders. The sweaty, salty taste of his skin heightened the intensity of the moment, stirring a desire that Levi couldn’t ignore.

Eren whispered Levi’s name, his voice rough and tinged with exhaustion. He turned his head to meet Levi’s lips in a lingering kiss. The angle was not ideal, but the kiss itself felt perfect.

After the kiss, Levi pulled back slowly. He took a hold on the condom as he retreated his cock out of Eren. A soft gasp left Eren’s lips, as if he found it disappointing that Levi pulled back.

Eren rolled onto his back, the sheets crumpling beneath him. Without hesitation, he reached for Levi, his fingers curling around Levi’s wrist, pulling him down into his arms. Their lips met in a tender kiss, the warmth of their embrace filling the room.

As they broke apart, Eren looked at Levi with big, emotional eyes, the soft light from the bedside lamp casting a warm glow across his face. The look he gave him was almost too much, filled with a depth of emotion not typically shared so soon. His eyes shimmered with admiration, with happiness, as if Levi were the only person in the world – as if he loved him deeply and completely.

‘He’s high on endorphins,‘ Levi told himself, noticing the flush on Eren’s cheeks and the way his breathing quickened slightly. Despite his own racing heart, Levi couldn’t deny the surge of warmth that spread through him at Eren’s gaze.

„That was amazing.“, Eren sighed, his voice filled with awe. He traced a fingertip along Levi’s jawline, his touch lingering with tenderness. The faint sent of sweat and passion hung in the air around them, mingeling with the warmth of their intertwined bodies. Levi’s heartbeat echoed soft in Eren’s ears as they lay together, their breaths slowley syncing in the quiet intimicy of the monent.

Eren placed soft, butterfly kisses on Levi’s temple. „Can we go again?“ he whispered between the soft touches of his lips on Levi’s skin, his breath warm against the other’s neck.

Levi turned to him in disbelief. „What? Right now?“ he asked, meeting Eren’s mischievous gaze. Eren’s eyes sparkled with playful intent, a knowing smile curling his lips as he waited for Levi’s response.

„Are you serious?“ Levi asked incredulously, his brow furrowing as he looked at Eren.

Eren chuckled softly, the sound a mixture of amusement and exhaustion. „Well, maybe not right now,“ he replied, his voice carrying a hint of weariness. He shifted slightly, propping himself up on his elbow to meet Levi’s gaze. „Give me like… ten minutes. Or maybe an hour and a nap,“ he continued, a small, apologetic smile playing on his lips. „I’ve lost all my energy.“ He reached out to gently stroke Levi’s cheek, his touch tender despite his fatigue.

„You are something else,“ Levi responded, his voice filled with affection, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he looked at Eren.

He kissed Levi gently, their lips meeting in a tender, lingering touch that conveyed more than words could. „I’ll make you a suggestion,“ he began softly, his breath warm against Levi’s skin. „We’ll take another quick shower, then I’ll change the sheets, and we’ll cozy up for some sleep.“

Levi raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes. „So it’s okay if I crash here?“ he asked, his voice tinged with playful skepticism.

Eren smiled affectionately, tracing patterns along Levi’s arm. „Of course,“ he replied with easy confidence, as if Levi’s presence was exactly where he belonged. „And tomorrow morning, I’ll whip up a delicious breakfast and bring you coffee in bed.“

„Tea,“ Levi interjected with a soft chuckle. „I’m more of a tea person.“

Eren’s smile widened, taking note of Levi’s preference. „Which flavor?“ he asked. „I think I have Black Tea, Green Tea, something wild berry.“

„Black Tea,“ Levi said with a small smile.

„Black tea, then,“ Eren affirmed, his voice holding a hint of delight. „I think I have just the right blend for you.“

Levi’s lips quirked into a small, appreciative smile. „Sounds good.“

Eren leaned in and kissed Levi again, a silent promise of the moments to come. „You’re staying?“ he asked quietly, his eyes searching Levi’s for confirmation.

Levi met his gaze, warmth spreading through him as he nodded. „I’ll stay,“ he agreed, his usual reserve melting away in Eren’s presence. The comfort he felt was unexpected but undeniable, pulling him closer to Eren’s warmth.

„Then let’s take that shower,“ Eren murmured softly, his hand gently guiding Levi towards the bathroom, their fingers intertwined in a quiet intimacy that spoke of shared moments and unspoken understanding.

After a good half hour, Levi emerged from a refreshing shower, the scent of fresh linen and a hint of vanilla lingering in the air of Eren’s stylish apartment. He settled into the newly made bed, the sheets crisp against his skin after the warm water. Nestled on Eren’s chest, Levi savored the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, a comforting sound in the quiet of the late night.

Eren’s breathing gradually slowed as he drifted into slumber beside Levi, their bodies entwined in a tender embrace. Despite the fatigue that tugged at Levi’s muscles, a rare sense of peace settled over him. The intimacy they shared felt like a retreat from the bustling cityscape beyond their window.

In the soft glow of moonlight filtering through the window, Levi traced the contours of Eren’s face with gentle fingertips, admiring the familiar lines and angles. He marveled at the ease with which they connected. The distant sounds of the city hummed softly in the background, a reminder of a world that seemed far removed from their private moment of intimacy and closeness.

As weariness finally overtook him, Levi’s thoughts drifted into dreams, his breaths falling into sync with Eren’s. The night wrapped them in a cocoon of stillness and warmth, where worries dissolved and the pressures of their daily lives faded into insignificance. Wrapped in Eren’s arms, Levi found solace and a rare sense of completeness that gently ushered him into the embrace of sleep.

_

The next morning came and, as promised, Eren woke Levi up with soft kisses and a steaming cup of black tea, which he placed on the bedside table. The early light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. Levi opened his eyes slowly, blinking away the sleepiness. It felt so natural to wake up in Eren’s bed. There wasn’t a moment of disorientation or a feeling of regret or uncertainty. Just Eren and his sweet kisses.

„Good morning,“ whispered Eren into his ear. Levi felt goosebumps rise on his neck as he shivered slightly under the light caress.

„Did you sleep well?“ Eren asked, his voice gentle and full of concern.

Levi sat up, rubbing his eyes. „Yeah, your bed is nice,“ he replied. In reality, Levi was sure it was Eren’s presence that had allowed him to sleep so well, far more than his typical four to six hours, thanks to his light insomnia. The smell of vanilla still lingered in the air, mingling with the aroma of the freshly brewed tea.

Eren laid a hand on Levi’s neck, pulled him closer, and kissed him deeply, his desire unmistakable. But before Levi could protest, Eren pulled back. „I’ve already brushed my teeth,“ he explained. „And I don’t care that you haven’t, but I figure you’re the type who’d want to. So, I placed a fresh toothbrush on the sink in the bathroom for you.“

Levi blinked in surprise, a warm feeling spreading through him at Eren’s thoughtfulness. Eren smiled at him, his eyes crinkling at the corners. „Take your time. I’ll prepare breakfast. Scrambled eggs, toast, cereal? Sound good? I’m not a chef, but I can manage.“

Levi nodded, a small smile forming as he watched Eren leave the room. The scent of tea and the warmth of the morning sun enveloped him, casting a golden hue on everything. As he got out of bed and made his way to the bathroom, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of contentment and anticipation for the day ahead, a feeling that had been foreign to him for far too long.

_

After Levi showered, they had breakfast together. The table was set simply, with scrambled eggs, toast, and cereal, complemented by the fresh aroma of coffee and tea. Sunlight streamed through the kitchen window, casting a golden glow that made everything feel warm and inviting. The air was filled with a comfortable silence, occasionally broken by the clinking of cutlery.

Eren gazed at Levi with an affectionate glimmer in his eyes that made Levi’s heart beat a little faster. The way Eren’s eyes softened when they met his own, and the subtle curve of his lips when he smiled, added a sense of intimacy to the moment. Eren leaned in, stealing a quick kiss, his lips warm and soft.

As they continued eating, Eren broke the silence. „I don’t even know your full name,“ he said with a curious smile.

Levi set his fork down and looked at Eren, a slight smile playing on his lips. „Levi Ackermann,“ he answered, watching Eren’s reaction closely. „And you?“

„Eren Jaeger,“ Eren replied.

„Jaeger? Is that German?“ Levi inquired, his curiosity piqued.

Eren nodded. „My grandparents are from Germany.“

The realization of how little they knew about each other settled in, but instead of creating a gap, it fostered a sense of excitement and curiosity. There was an unspoken understanding that their journey together had just begun, and the prospect of discovering each other’s stories, quirks, and dreams added a thrilling layer to their connection.

After they finished breakfast, the morning light had fully settled in, casting a bright and optimistic glow across the apartment. Eren and Levi moved to clear the table, working together seamlessly, as if they had been doing this for years. The simple act of washing dishes and tidying up felt like a dance, their movements synchronized in a silent rhythm.

„So,“ Eren said, breaking the comfortable silence, „what do you usually do on a Saturday?“

Levi thought for a moment, rinsing a plate before placing it in the drying rack. „I usually spend it catching up on things I can’t get to during the week. Maybe a bit of reading, some cleaning. Sometimes I go for a run.“

Eren smiled. „Sounds productive. Do you want to do something different today?“

Levi raised an eyebrow, intrigued. „Like what?“

„How about we go for a walk in the park? There’s a nice trail nearby, and the weather’s perfect for it. We could get some fresh air and maybe grab a coffee afterward.“

Levi considered the offer, the idea of a leisurely walk and more time with Eren sounding appealing. „That sounds nice. Let’s do it.“

_

After finishing the last of the dishes, they both got dressed, opting for comfortable clothes suitable for a walk. Since Levi hadn’t brought a change of clothes, he had to borrow some from Eren. Eren handed him a simple hoodie, which was noticeably large on Levi due to Eren’s bigger frame.

Levi pulled the hoodie over his head, feeling slightly self-conscious about the way it hung loosely on him. He glanced at his reflection in the mirror, tugging at the sleeves to adjust the fit.

Eren chuckled softly as he watched Levi. „You look cute,“ he said, a playful glint in his eyes.

Levi muttered under his breath, „I don’t look fucking cute.“

Eren stepped closer, gently grabbing Levi’s chin to tilt his head up. He leaned in and kissed him softly, his lips lingering just long enough to make Levi’s heart skip a beat. „Right,“ Eren whispered against his lips, „you are very handsome.“

Levi’s cheeks flushed slightly, but he couldn’t help the small smile that tugged at the corners of his mouth. „Thanks,“ he mumbled, feeling a warmth spread through him that had nothing to do with the oversized hoodie.

With that, they headed out for their walk, the connection between them growing stronger with every shared moment and gesture.

_

They left the apartment, stepping into the crisp morning air. The city was alive with activity, but there was a peacefulness to the neighborhood that made the walk feel relaxing.

As they strolled through the park, the conversation flowed effortlessly. They talked about their favorite books; Eren shared stories from his childhood, and they discussed their hopes for the future – Eren becoming a doctor like his father, while Levi learned new techniques to improve his job as a self-defense instructor.

Eren pointed out interesting sights along the way, like the old oak tree with a carved heart and initials, and a small pond where ducks paddled lazily.

At one point, they paused by a bench overlooking a scenic view of the park. Eren sat down, patting the space next to him for Levi to join. Levi sat, feeling the pleasant warmth of the sun on his face.

„You know,“ Eren began, looking out at the view, „I didn’t expect to feel this comfortable with someone so quickly. It’s… different.“

Levi nodded, understanding the sentiment. „Yeah, it is. But it’s a good kind of different.“

They sat in companionable silence for a moment, enjoying the serenity of the park. Then, Eren turned to Levi, a playful glint in his eyes. „So, what do you think about this coffee I promised? There’s a great little café just around the corner.“

Levi smiled. „Lead the way.“

They continued their walk, leaving the park and heading towards the café. The little coffee shop was quaint and cozy, with a welcoming atmosphere. They ordered their drinks—Eren got a latte, and Levi opted for a strong black tea. They found a table by the window, where they could watch the world go by as they enjoyed their drinks.

Their conversation continued, touching on deeper topics, exploring each other’s thoughts and dreams. With each word, each shared glance, the bond between them grew stronger. It was as if the morning had been a prelude to something more profound, something that neither of them had anticipated but both welcomed wholeheartedly.

As the sun climbed higher in the sky, their cups emptied, and the café began to fill with the lunchtime crowd. Eren and Levi lingered a bit longer, reluctant to let the moment end. Finally, Eren spoke, a hint of hesitation in his voice.

„I’ve really enjoyed this morning, Levi. It’s been… special.“

Levi met his gaze, a soft smile on his lips. „I feel the same way, Eren.“

Eren took a deep breath, not wanting to come on too strong but unable to resist the magnetic pull between them. He leaned in slightly, a flirtatious look in his eyes. „So, um, I was wondering… would you like to come back to my place? We could relax a bit more, maybe… enjoy a second round in bed together? Watch a movie afterwards.“

Levi’s heart skipped a beat at the suggestion. He could feel the heat rising in his cheeks, but he didn’t hesitate. „I’d like that,“ he replied softly, his voice steady despite the fluttering in his chest.

Eren’s smile widened, relief and anticipation mingling in his expression. „Great. Let’s head back, then.“

They left the café, walking back to Eren’s apartment with a shared sense of excitement. As they entered the familiar space, Eren turned to Levi, his eyes sparkling with mischief and desire.

„I hope you’re ready,“ he teased, leaning in for a kiss that promised more than just another round of tea and conversation.

„Yes, i’m fucking ready“, growled Levi, his voice low with desire. He pulled Eren close, one hand tangling in Eren’s hair as their lips met in a fervent kiss. The intensity between them ignited like a flame, fueled by the anticipation that had built throughout the day.

Eren responded eagerly, his hands finding their way to Levi’s waist, pulling him closer until there was no space left between them. Their kiss deepened, tongues tangling in a dance of passion and need. Levi pressed Eren against the wall, the urgency of their passion palpable in every touch and caress.

They broke apart, breathless and flushed with desire, their eyes locked in a silent agreement.

„This time, I’m gonna ride you,“ Eren declared confidently, sending Levi’s mind right out the window with his bold words.

Eren took Levi’s hand and led him to the bedroom, where the afternoon stretched out before them like an open invitation to explore each other fully and completely, and for Eren to fulfill his promise.

The afternoon sun cast a warm glow through the window, illuminating their entwined bodies as the raw and needy sounds of their shared moans, laughter and actions filled the room. In each other’s arms, they found a place where their desires and dreams converged into a symphony of emotions, longing and lust.

_

As evening approached, they lay tangled in each other’s embrace, savoring the quiet moments between kisses and whispered promises. The world outside faded into insignificance as they reveled in the intimacy of their newfound connection, knowing that this was just the beginning of something extraordinary.

Levi traced patterns along Eren’s naked chest, his touch gentle yet possessive. „Never thought i’d be this lucky“ he murmured, his voice a mixture of gratitude and awe.

Eren brushed a strand of hair from Levi’s face, his eyes soft with affection. „Me too. I’m glad I met you.“ he whispered, pressing a tender kiss to Levi’s forehead. „I think this is the start of something amazing.“

And as they lay intertwined, bathed in the golden light of the setting sun, they knew that whatever the future held, they had found something rare and beautiful in each other—a connection that defied expectations and ignited their souls with a passion that would endure.

X

Sunday afternoon, Levi went home to change clothes and freshen up. He needed his car to get to work on Monday, but more importantly, he needed a moment to gather his thoughts and prepare for the upcoming week.

After a quick shower and a change into fresh clothes, Levi grabbed his car keys and headed out. On the way back to Eren’s, he decided to stop by his favorite Chinese takeout place, determined not to let the precious time with Eren slip away. With bags of steaming food in hand, he made his way back, excitement and anticipation bubbling within him.

When he arrived at Eren’s apartment, Eren greeted him at the door, his eyes lighting up at the sight of Levi. „You came back,“ he said, a smile spreading across his face.

Levi held up the bags of takeout. „I said I would, didn’t I? Can’t stay away from you,“ he replied, stepping inside. „And I brought dinner.“

Eren’s smile widened as he took one of the bags from Levi, their fingers brushing in a brief but electrifying contact. „This is perfect,“ he said, leading Levi into the kitchen.

They set the table together, filling it with containers of fragrant dishes: crispy spring rolls, savory dumplings, spicy noodles, and sweet and sour chicken. The simple act of sharing a meal felt intimate and grounding, a comforting routine that hinted at the life they could build together.

As they ate, their conversation flowed easily, punctuated by laughter and the occasional shared look that spoke volumes. They talked about their favorite foods, and the little things that made them who they were. The more they shared, the deeper their connection grew.

Being with Levi was an easy, light feeling. Eren had never felt this way before with anyone. It was as if all the pieces of his life finally fit together when they were together.

„Why are you still single?“ Eren questioned, curiosity lacing his voice.

Levi lifted an eyebrow, a small smirk playing on his lips. „Ask my friends; they will tell you that I’m a ‚clean-freak‘ and a sarcastic, antisocial asshole who curses too much,“ Levi answered truthfully, his tone dry but honest. „I don’t connect with people that easily. I don’t even like people.“

„But you like me?“ Eren teased with a smile, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

„Yes,“ Levi replied firmly, his gaze steady. „I like you.“

„Why are you single?“ Levi asked, his gaze softening as he looked at Eren. „You’re young and damn beautiful. You’re kind, funny, a firecracker in bed,“ he teased playfully. „And you’re not completely clueless. I don’t see why you’re not taken.“

Eren chuckled, flattered by the compliment, a faint blush spreading across his cheeks. „I can come on too strong,“ he admitted, looking down at his plate for a moment before meeting Levi’s eyes again. „Sometimes I’m too much. People have a hard time keeping up with my restless energy and my temper. I need someone who can handle me and put me back in place if needed. Someone who doesn’t get scared by my outbursts.“

Levi reached across the table, his hand gently covering Eren’s. „I can handle you,“ he said softly. „And I don’t scare easily.“

Eren smiled, feeling a warmth spread through his chest. The moment felt profound, a silent promise of understanding and acceptance that neither had ever experienced before.

_

After dinner, they moved to the couch, the remains of their meal set aside. Eren pulled Levi close, his arm draped casually around Levi’s shoulders. They sat in comfortable silence for a while, the warmth of their bodies and the soft hum of the city outside creating a cocoon of tranquility.

Levi turned to look at Eren, his gaze serious but filled with affection. „I don’t want this weekend to end,“ he admitted softly. „Being with you feels… right.“

Eren tightened his hold on Levi, pressing a kiss to his temple. „I feel the same way,“ he said. „But we don’t have to let it end. We can make this work, Levi.“

Levi raised an eyebrow, studying Eren’s face. „Make it work?“ he echoed, a hint of surprise mingling with curiosity in his voice.

This didn’t sound like a casual fling; it sounded serious. He’d only known Eren since Friday night, but damn if he was going to let this beautiful man slip away. Eren’s mix of boyish charm and genuine sincerity had captivated him from the start. Eren was taller—Levi wouldn’t admit it, but he found tall men very attractive—with a lean but strong build. His messy brown hair and piercing green eyes gave him a look that was both rugged and endearing. When he smiled, it was like a burst of sunlight, full of warmth and honesty. Eren was a mix of caring sweetness and fiery passion. Hot-tempered but with a good heart, his outbursts stemmed from a protective nature. He was loud and straightforward, never hesitating to speak his mind with refreshing honesty.

Eren’s face flushed with nervousness, a rare sight that made Levi’s heart skip a beat. „Yeah, I mean…“ Eren stammered, his usual confidence wavering. His turquoise-green eyes darted away for a moment, betraying his uncertainty. „I know it’s only been a couple of days, but I feel something real here. I don’t want to rush things or scare you off, but I think… no, I know we have something special.“

Levi nodded, the determination in Eren’s voice reassuring him. He leaned in, his lips brushing against Eren's in a slow, tender kiss. "We'll make it work," he agreed, his voice firm with resolve.

The kiss deepened, their lips pressing more firmly against each other, conveying a growing sense of connection and hope for what lay ahead. Eren's hand rested gently on Levi's cheek, his touch reassuring yet filled with longing.

„I want you, Levi.", whispered Eren in Levi’s ear, his hot breath dancing over his skin, making his heart flutter. Levi responded with a content growl, his fingers lightly tracing the curve of Eren's body. They melted into each other's embrace, savoring the warmth and closeness that enveloped them. In the quiet of the room, the loud rhythm of their breathing and actions echoed the desire and lust they shared for each other.

As the evening wore on, they settled into a comfortable routine, enjoying each other’s presence without the pressure of the outside world. And as they prepared for bed, the promise of more weekends like this one—filled with laughter, and the simple joy of being together—carried them into a peaceful sleep.

X

Monday morning arrived with a sense of newness in the air. As the city buzzed with the start of a new week, Eren woke up with a smile on his face and a sense of excitement he hadn’t felt in a long time. Stretching lazily in bed, he turned to see Levi still peacefully asleep beside him. The events of the weekend played through his mind like a favorite song, each memory bringing warmth to his chest.

The past two days had been a whirlwind of connection and discovery. From their intimate breakfast to the shared walk in the park, the deep conversations over tea, and the unspoken promises sealed with gentle touches and passionate kisses, everything felt right. It was as if they had known each other for years, their lives seamlessly intertwining in a way that felt both exhilarating and natural.

Eren carefully slipped out of bed, not wanting to disturb Levi. He padded softly to the kitchen and began preparing breakfast, a simple but heartfelt gesture to start their day. The smell of freshly brewed coffee, tea and frying pancakes filled the apartment, blending with the sunlight streaming through the windows.

As Eren set the table, he heard the soft sound of footsteps behind him. Turning, he saw Levi standing in the doorway, a sleepy but content smile on his face.

„Good morning,“ Eren greeted, his voice warm and cheerful.

„Morning,“ Levi replied, his eyes softening as he looked at Eren. „Smells good.“

They sat down to eat, the atmosphere between them filled with a comfortable silence and occasional shared glances that spoke volumes. The pancakes were fluffy and golden, topped with fresh berries and a drizzle of syrup. After breakfast, they lingered a bit, savoring the quiet moments before the start of a busy week.

Eren couldn’t help but feel a surge of happiness as he looked at Levi. „You know, I never expected this weekend to turn out the way it did,“ he said, reaching across the table to take Levi’s hand.

Levi squeezed his hand gently, a small smile playing on his lips. „Me neither. But I’m glad it did.“

With a shared understanding, they finished their meal and got ready for the day ahead. As Eren walked Levi to the door, he felt a mix of excitement and nervousness. This weekend had been perfect, and he didn’t want the magic to fade once Monday began.

„Are we still on for dinner later?“ Eren asked, hoping to keep the momentum going.

Levi nodded, his gaze steady and reassuring. „Sure. I wouldn’t miss it for anything.“

As Levi left for his day, Eren felt a profound sense of contentment. The weekend had given him more than just cherished memories; it had given him a brand new boyfriend. And as he headed to college, Eren knew that this was just the beginning of something truly special.

The End