It was difficult never knowing when your lover was going to come home. For Eren, that difficulty was doubled.
He couldn't even begin to count the hours he'd spent wearing holes in the carpet in the living room or watching late-night infomercials on the TV because he didn't know when either of his two lovers were going to be home. He used to make dinner for them – mostly just simple things, since he'd never been very good at cooking – but after so much wasted food he'd learned to just let them fend for themselves, though more frequently he'd offer to make them something after they walked in the door. He had a hard time sleeping if they weren't back, or if he didn't at least know they were safe. He had gone through plenty of sleepless nights because their safety wasn't confirmed.
But he knew what he was getting into when he started dating spies.
It had been bad enough when he'd only been dating one of them, but then life happened and one thing led to another and he was dating both Erwin and Levi, who had been partners in crime – well, Eren didn't actually know that many details about their work, so he wasn't completely sure if it included crime or not, though it certainly came with plenty of injuries – for years. And since they usually worked together, more often than not Eren was staring at the door and hoping two people walked through it.
That was certainly the case tonight. Eren was watching some infomercial about a new-crazy-awesome-magical piece of fitness equipment at three a.m. while he waited for Erwin and Levi to walk in the door. He kept his eyes from straying to the door too often, since he refused to appear as worried as he was, and instead kept them trained on the cheery exercising people on screen as his mind went through all of the terrible things that could have happened to his boyfriends. It was painful to think about, but he'd been in this situation so many times before that he'd acquired a sort of numbness about it. He could, in a way, compartmentalize.
It wasn't until 3:27 that Erwin and Levi walked through the door. Eren schooled his face as he turned to look at them, and he could see the hints of guilt in their eyes when they realized that this hadn't been the one time Eren had managed to rest easy without them there. Neither of them liked that he stayed up worrying about them, but they knew there wasn't much they could do about it.
Eren kept his relief hidden as he said, "Hi," to his two lovers, but they both saw how the boy's eyes raked over them, checking for missing limbs or pools of blood. The only thing out of place that he found was Levi holding a hand over his upper arm, some blood visibly staining the fabric around it.
When Levi saw Eren's eyes focus on his wound he said, "It was only grazed."
Eren moved his eyes to lock with Levi's and there was a silent accusation there – a growl that said any wound is one too many, grazed in the arm or shot through the heart how dare you get hurt – but in a moment that accusation was gone and Eren nodded curtly as he unwound his arms from around his knees and stood from where he'd been sitting curled up on the couch. He turned away from his two lovers and said, "I'll make you something to eat," before he moved into the kitchen.
Erwin and Levi were used to this, but similar to Eren's worried waiting for them their guilt at making the boy worry never subsided. They shared a sad look before the moved to take of their shoes and coats, Levi keeping his bloodied jacket with him to throw in the trash later.
It was silent as Eren starting making two grilled-cheese sandwiches on the stove. He kept his eyes on the pan as they cooked, using this time, as he always did, to let go of his worries. He needed this moment of normalcy, this moment where he didn't have to face Levi or Erwin but he still knew they were alright, to slowly close his eyes and feel the tears – tears of relief, of anger, of joy, of hurt – welling up behind them and let them slowly drip down inside his body to settle in his stomach. He would never outwardly cry about this. He made that promise long ago. But there were moments like this where he needed to at least face away so he didn't have to try so hard to school his expression.
He heard Erwin and Levi moving around the kitchen behind him. Levi sat on one of the chairs at the table in the breakfast nook and took off his bloodied shirt as Erwin padded into the bathroom to get the first aid kit. The first aid kit, which saw so much use, and which contained more than just bandages for pricked fingers. Erwin pulled up a chair next to Levi's only slightly-bleeding arm when he returned with the kit and pulled out the materials to suture the grazed skin shut. He had just pulled the needle once through Levi's skin before Eren set down two plates, each with a sandwich, on the table. The boy washed his hands at the sink before he returned to his boyfriends and put a hand on Erwin's shoulder.
"Let me," he said quietly. "You eat."
Erwin looked like he wanted to argue, and Levi looked at Erwin, silently asking him to argue; neither of them wanted Eren to have to ever see any blood, so they didn't want to make him take over cleaning Levi's wound, but they also knew that in a way Eren needed this. He needed to feel useful, helpful. He needed to be able to see that his two lovers were whole, and if they weren't he needed to help them become so again. Neither of them liked involving Eren at all in their work lives, but they knew Eren needed it. So Erwin handed the needle to Eren and went to wash his hands before returning to the table to eat.
Eren focused entirely on his work, stitching up Levi's arm as perfectly as he was able, the same way he'd focused on making the grilled cheeses. Levi sat patiently, but Eren could feel the slight twitches in pain that he couldn't help making, and Erwin could see Levi's slightly furrowed brow. They all knew Levi had been through much, much worse, but there was always a pain to being sewn up to which one couldn't get accustomed.
When he finished, Eren secured some gauze to the wound with a large bandage. He then leaned forward and kissed the bandage like a mother might kiss a child's boo-boo to make it better. He just wanted to make it better.
Levi put his injured arm around Eren's shoulder and pulled the boy close to his side. He ate his sandwich with his free hand, and when both of them had finished eating Erwin went to wash them. Levi sat there for a minute, just holding Eren close, before he moved away to pack up the first aid kid.
Eren sat as his two lovers moved around the house to clean up, though they only took a minute because there wasn't much to do, until Erwin dried his hands with the dishtowel and walked over to where Eren was sitting. He held out both of his hands for Eren to take, and the boy stood and let himself be pulled into the larger man's chest. He listened to Erwin's breathing and heartbeat for a moment, and then Erwin released Eren except for his hold on one of they boy's hands as he led him to the bedroom. Eren had been in his pajamas for hours, so he padded into the bathroom and washed his teeth before crawling onto the large bed in their bedroom and sitting in the middle with his arms around his knees as he watched Erwin and Levi each change into sweats.
The two were finally ready for bed and they each got on either side of the bed, keeping Eren between them. Eren reached for Levi and pulled him close, pressing their lips together for a quick moment before the boy released him and turned to do the same to Erwin. He then maneuvered himself to get below the covers and let himself be squished between his two lovers. He wrapped his arms around Levi's waist and buried his face in the man's hair as Erwin spooned up behind Eren. Eren grabbed one of Erwin's legs between his own, trapping him maybe not as securely as he was able to with Levi, but still enough to make him feel safe. Enough to make him feel like they wouldn't leave. Enough to allow him to rest, knowing that they would both be there in the morning.
Erwin woke first the next morning, having gotten his body trained years ago to wake at exactly six a.m. So, even though he'd only gotten a little more than two hours of sleep, he woke anyway, still holding tight to Eren and the boy still gripping one of his legs between his own. He smiled at his two sleeping lovers and snuggled closer to them before falling back asleep, still tired after such a late night.
Eren woke next, but not until it was almost noon. He was groggy, but happy that both Erwin and Levi were still beside him and sleeping soundly. It was tough work to extricate himself from his lovers without waking them, and Levi actually did start to wake, but Eren quickly shushed him and gave him a small kiss, whispering, "No, keep sleeping," before he was able to get off the bed. Levi hummed and turned into the empty space Eren had left. The boy was pleased to see that he and Erwin didn't fill the space but rather just unconsciously pulled the blankets tighter around them. They were always telling Eren how he was practically a furnace, so he assumed they felt cold when he left.
After watching his lovers sleep peacefully for a minute, Eren went about his morning routine, showering and getting dressed and everything. He decided to just skip breakfast since it was already so late and made himself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich for lunch, though he did have a cup of coffee with it. Even though he'd slept so late, he was still tired from waiting up so long in worry. He turned on the television and lowered the sound so it was barely audible so as not to wake his lovers in the other room and watched as he ate on the living room couch.
It wasn't until just after one that Eren heard the shower turn on, telling him that one of his boyfriends was awake. A few minutes later, Levi padded out into the kitchen, a fresh bandage on his wound, which was partially covered by the t-shirt he was wearing. The shirt was huge on him, so Eren assumed it was Erwin's. Whenever they were just lounging around the house, Eren found himself wondering if Levi owned any t-shirts of his own. He was always stealing them from Erwin and Eren. Though, the two of them didn't exactly mind.
Levi ate a yogurt as he waited for a fresh pot of coffee to brew, and Eren watched him from the other room. He watched as Levi poured his cup and stirred in a spoonful of sugar, and then how he took it by the rim in that distinct way he carried his cups and brought it into the living room and put it on a coaster next to Eren's own half-empty mug. He sat down next to Eren and, still mostly asleep as Levi almost always was before his first cup of coffee no matter how late he slept, pulled the boy into a kiss. He played with the hair just above the nape of Eren's neck, which never failed to make the boy groan, and when he did Levi just pulled away with a sleepy smirk and cuddled into Eren's side, picking up his coffee again and slowly sipping at it. Eren rested his head on Levi's shoulder while the man still absently played with his hair with the hand not holding his coffee and he allowed himself to relax. He nearly fell asleep as they sat there, vaguely paying attention to the crime show on TV.
He only became fully aware again when he heard someone clanging around in the kitchen. Knowing how terrible Erwin was at cooking, Eren shrugged out of Levi's side and downed the rest of his coffee before heading in to make sure the man didn't destroy anything. He put his empty mug in the sink and turned to see Erwin searching for something.
"What're you looking for?" Eren asked, amused at the older man's incompetence in the kitchen.
"The bread," Erwin muttered, still looking around. "I want to make a sandwich."
Eren smiled but made sure not to outwardly laugh at the man. "Did you check the breadbox?" He nodded over to where the box rested at the back of one part of the counter.
"We have one of those?" Erwin asked, going over to the box and opening it. Upon finding that there was indeed bread in there, he looked over at Eren as he took out the loaf. "So we do."
Eren gently shoved his way in front of Erwin, saying, "Let me make it for you. I don't want you to accidentally burn down the building."
Erwin stayed close to Eren, hugging him from behind and leaning down to kiss his cheek. "Thank you," he said. "But I don't know how I'd manage to burn anything while making a sandwich."
"Knowing you, you'd manage it," Levi said, suddenly appearing in the kitchen, finishing his coffee.
Eren snickered and took out two pieces of bread from the loaf. He paused then and called over to Levi, "Levi, do you want a sandwich, too?" He figured that since the other man had only had a yogurt so far today he might still be hungry.
"Sure," Levi said, leaning against a far counter and watching Erwin make Eren's job much more difficult by staying behind him and hugging the boy the entire time he was making the two ham sandwiches.
When he was done, Eren asked Erwin, "So, are you going to let me go so you can eat or are we staying like this?"
Erwin swayed with Eren in his arms, humming as he thought. "Eh, I think we'll stay like this," he ultimately decided, dragging Eren back into the living room and flopping down on the couch with the boy still on his lap, falling to the side because of their poor balance. They both laughed, and by the time Levi came in carrying both sandwiches the two were kissing. He let them be for a moment before he kicked at Erwin's foot.
"Oi," he said, sounding angry even though he wasn't. "Enough of that. You're supposed to be eating the sandwich, not Eren."
Erwin squeezed Eren tight and looked at Levi with puppy-dog eyes that were unbefitting of such a built man. "Aww," he complained, though after his whine he released Eren and sat up, reaching to take his sandwich.
Levi just smirked as he moved to sit on the other side of Eren. "We'll save him for dessert," he added, winking at Erwin.
Eren's face turned red – he could never get used to Levi saying things like that – and groaned, turning to bury his face in Levi's lap since it was now conveniently close. Of course, that put him dangerously close to Levi's crotch, and it didn't take him more than a few minutes to smile to himself and start mouthing at Levi's crotch through the man's loose lounge pants.
Once Levi caught on to what the boy was doing, he lightly slapped the back of Eren's head and said, "Hey. Bad boy. Not yet."
And that just made Eren's dick twitch in his pants as he smiled into Levi's groin.
Then he heard Erwin chuckle from behind him and he was picked up and settled on the man's lap.
"Well, I'm done with lunch, so I'll get started on dessert," the man said, bringing Eren in for a kiss that quite soon got hot and heavy.
Levi tried to keep eating his sandwich calmly and coolly, but after seeing Eren start grinding down on Erwin as the two made out, he'd had enough. He set down his plate that still had a quarter of a sandwich left on the coffee table and stood. He muttered, "You fuckers," before striding off to the bedroom.
Erwin and Eren both smirked into their kiss and Erwin stood, Eren still clinging to him, and followed Levi into the bedroom. He nearly threw the boy onto the bed and as soon as Eren was free from Erwin's lips Levi was on him, crashing his mouth to Eren's harsh enough that their teeth clacked together, biting at the younger's lips, nearly violent in his passion. Erwin undressed as the two went at it, not missing that Levi's shirt was already on the floor. Once he was fully naked he joined the two on the bed, pulling Eren on top of him and essentially trapping the boy between he and Levi. He prompted Eren to take of his shirt as Levi continued to attack his mouth, and when they had to separate to get the t-shirt off Levi growled and started licking and biting at Eren's chest instead. After his shirt was thrown on the floor, Eren turned his head to capture Erwin's lips again. Erwin knew that Eren's neck would start hurting if he kept that position very long so he trailed his lips down Eren's jaw and to his neck at began to suck marks there.
Now that his mouth was free, Eren was able to let out a loud moan as Levi sucked at one of his nipples and gave a quick bite. He scrambled to hold onto something to ground him, and his hands ended up tangled in Levi's hair as the man trailed his lips lower and lower towards the button of Eren's jeans. Levi brought up his hands to help him undo the button and zipper of the pants and Eren was forced to let go of the man's hair so that his pants and underwear could be pulled off and thrown to the ground.
Erwin stopped sucking marks onto Eren's shoulders to lean over to the end table and get the lube and condoms from the drawer. He handed the bottle of lube to Levi, who was guiding Eren to settle back on the bed and spread his legs. The man slicked up three of his long fingers and teasingly trailed them down Eren's cock and balls to circle around his entrance. As he watched Levi tease and Eren squirm, Erwin moved to settle behind Levi. He trailed his hands over the smaller man's chest, tweaking and pinching at his nipples. The man groaned, but remained enough in control of himself to slowly push a finger into Eren's tight hole. Eren groaned and held onto the bars at the headboard to give himself leverage to push down on Levi's finger, urging him for more. It didn't take long for the man to take a hint and insert a second finger. As he began scissoring Eren open, Eren opened his eyes to see that Erwin had captured Levi's mouth and the two were making out. The sight of that combined with the fingers that Levi just barely brushed over his prostate caused Eren to whimper and say, "Fuck, you guys…"
Levi looked at Eren through the corner of his eye and smirked at him before inserting another finger, every so often rubbing at the boy's prostate as he continued to bite and suck at Erwin's lips and tongue. Levi had always been a violent kisser, but Erwin's hand in his hair allowed the larger man enough control so that Levi didn't actually draw blood. They didn't separate until Eren pushed down hard on Levi's fingers and growled, "Levi."
The man smirked as he pulled away from Erwin to look at Eren, giving the boy's prostate one last rub before pulling his fingers out. He reached over to take a condom from where Erwin had left them on the bedspread but Eren grabbed his hand before he could take one.
"No," was all Eren said quietly, being sure to give Levi his best puppy-dog eyes. He knew Erwin had no qualms about barebacking but Levi was always going on about how much messier it was.
Levi gave Eren a long hard look, trying to silently get the boy to back down, but eventually he lost to his lover's too-convincing puppy-dog eyes. He withdrew his hand and lined his member up at Eren's entrance and muttered something along the lines of, "Disgusting," before he pushed in.
Eren moaned long and low as he was filled. Levi rubbed circles into his hips to distract from the slight pain, but they had done this enough before that he was for the most part used to it. While Levi paused after he was fully seated to give Eren time to adjust, the boy noticed Erwin still kneeling behind Levi and watching the two of them. He didn't miss how the elder's hand was slowly moving along his own cock, either. Eren reached a hand out to the man and grabbed for him, and Erwin obeyed, moving so he was kneeling next to Eren. The boy pulled him down into a kiss, pushing his hips back on Levi so the other man knew he could start moving, after which his kiss with Erwin became messier with Eren's body being shoved a little bit by Levi's hard thrusts.
Eventually, Eren's moans distracted him enough from the kiss that Erwin moved his lips away from the boy's mouth and began sucking a line down Eren's chest towards his leaking member. Soon enough Erwin took Eren in his mouth and goddam if that man didn't give the best blowjobs. He knew exactly where to nibble just a bit and how to press his tongue into the slit and could always manage to take him all the way down no problem. It wasn't long before Eren was clamping his eyes shut in an attempt to stay sane and pulling at Erwin's hair to get him to back off. He didn't want to be the first to come, not when he wanted to be fucked by both Levi and Erwin. Knowing that Eren was quirky that way, Erwin backed off, returning to kiss Eren until the boy was once again distracted by his own noises.
Not wanting to leave Erwin out completely, Eren felt around with his hand until he found the man's dick and started stroking. His rhythm was messy and he had virtually no technique when he was so overwhelmed, but Erwin appreciated it anyway.
At this point, Levi was digging his nails into Eren's hips, his own rhythm faltering as well as he neared his release. Erwin moved to kiss Levi, but the other man had seen that the man's mouth had recently been on Eren's dick, and so he pushed the man's mouth away, leaving Erwin to settle for sucking marks onto Levi's collar bones. Both he and Eren had gotten used to Levi's obsession with cleanliness, knowing that they would never get a blowjob from the man unless they were straight out of the shower, and that they wouldn't be kissed if any of them still had morning breath. It was a part of Levi that they'd come to appreciate over the nearly three years they had been together.
Eren's hand dropped Erwin's dick completely as Levi started thrusting harder, instead gripping the man's arm for stability. Levi nearly drew blood on Eren's hips with how tightly his nails were digging in, but the younger never minded. Levi started cursing under his breath, which he only did when he was almost to completion, and he finally thrust one last time into Eren and came with a quiet, "Fuck!"
Once he had come down from his high, Levi pulled out of Eren, making a face at how his come started to seep out of the boy's hole. He rolled over to the side to catch his breath for a moment, which allowed Erwin to take his place. The older man was much more gentle in his approach, smoothing his hands over Eren's sides to calm the boy a bit before lining himself up and leaning over to kiss the boy as he slid in. He went slowly, knowing that he was bigger than Levi and that Eren would need to adjust, so when he pulled away from Eren's lips and sat up he continued to smooth his hands down the younger's chest.
As Eren was still adjusting to Erwin's size, Levi finished catching his breath and leaned over to kiss at the boy's chest, taking what Eren considered his own sweet time making his way to a nipple before sucking and gently biting. His hand came up to tweak and pinch the other one, and after just a few moment of that distraction Eren was telling Erwin, "Move."
The man started gently, building up to a faster rhythm slowly. He pulled Eren's legs around his chest and ran his hands along the sensitive skin of the boy's inner thighs, making Eren moan. The boy reached down to stroke his own cock, but Levi slapped his hand away, instead taking Eren's member in his own hand. He was much more skilled than Eren's work on Erwin earlier, and it wasn't long before Eren was gripping a rail of the headboard in one hand and Levi's bicep in the other and babbling out nonsense as he neared his release. Levi sped up his hand and added a twist at the head of Eren's cock and then the boy was coming, Erwin continuing to thrust into Eren's wonderfully tightening hole, which prompted him to release as well, nearly falling on Levi in the process. He managed to catch himself and pull out of Eren before lying down beside the panting boy. Levi had gotten off the bed to go wash his hands but was soon back with a towel that he laid aside, knowing Eren would be too sensitive to clean up right away.
Eren had his eyes closed as he caught his breath and he groped blindly for Erwin's arm, which he pulled over himself in a weak attempt at cuddling. He was too blissed-out to move. He stayed where he was until Erwin pulled him on top of himself and wrapped his arms around the boy. Levi had climbed on the bed, too, and he snuggled into Erwin's side as best he could. The three of them were perfectly sated and content to settle down for a short nap, leaving cleanup for later time, when maybe they could all take a bath together in their huge tub. Eren found himself smiling into Erwin's chest and grabbing Levi's arm to hug like a stuffed animal, very near to falling asleep.
And then the doorbell rang.