Title: Skintight
Author: imaginary_witness
Pairings: Eruri
Characters: Erwin Smith, Levi, Eren Jaeger, Armin Arlert, Mikasa Ackerman, Hanji Zoe, Mike Zacharius, Petra Ral, Gunther, Eld Jinn, Darius Zacky
Ratings: NC17, 18A
Warnings: slight bondage/heavy smut
Genre: Alt. Universe, Humour, Romance, (possibly PWP)

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters in this story: living (or passed) human beings or fictional characters. These events never happened, according to history or as the original author intended them. This is a work of fiction and is not intended to offend. For entertainment purposes only. Thanks.

Author's Notes: Story prompt: "This fandom needs a fic of Erwin ripping the leggings off of Levi at the end of the parade and end the evening with a sexy time, right? just imagine Erwin losing his composed demeanor because fucking Levi keeps teasing him after catching Erwin staring (hungrily, I must say.) at his ass backstage hahaha because the fucker just keeps bending over or casually fixing his crotch" – So here you go my friend! Enjoy!

As always, constructive criticism is more than welcome! Reviews are always appreciated.

CHAPTER 1:

It was a warm day for February. Temperatures were in the low fifty-degrees Fahrenheit. This meant the evening would have above seasonal temperatures, which meant that the Sina sponsored fashion show of the latest and greatest fashion icons had managed to break their tradition of occurring during a downpour of cold rain and harsh winds. The fashion show was one of the biggest in the industry, showcasing the new trends for the upcoming Spring, and previewing the latest collections of Darius Zackly, the most well-known fashion guru of the time. Zackly usually hosted his own fashion show, but it was tradition for him to flaunt his latest designs at the Sina show, since that was where he had skyrocketed to fame. In keeping up with the tradition, Zackly's team picked three junior models to work alongside the best in the industry to showcase new talent, as well as new design.

Levi had been thrilled when he discovered he had been called back. He had been a junior himself at this very show, and it meant a great deal to him that he had been called back to not only model Zackly's work, but also mentor the juniors on their first appearance. He was also just excited to be doing runway modeling again. It had been several months since he had a runway contract, partly due to a bad schedule mishap. His agent had booked him several photoshoots, but two cancelled and breached the agreements in his contract, and another three had tried to reschedule around him, choosing conflicting days and times. He hadn't been thrilled when he was set to be in L.A. for the morning, and then flown to Florida for the evening. Still, he wasn't totally upset with the industry, he loved his job. But all the conflicts had given him more off-time than he had wanted. If anything, Levi was just glad to be working again.

As well, Levi had another reason to look forwards to this particular job. Not only was he hired for a renown fashion icon, promoted to overseeing the junior models, and actually returning to being on the runway, but his part-time colleague, part-time boyfriend was also contracted to work tonight.

It had been a while since Levi had last seen Erwin actually. They had last seen each other was in November, when they were in Paris for a photoshoot for a lavish French celebrity-based magazine. Erwin had headed back to America immediately after the shoot, but he himself had picked up a contract for a Japanese photoshoot, since they wanted more male models that were closer to his height. He took a direct flight there to make it in time. After that, he had his annual runway appearance in Sweden, making a guest appearance amongst the other men to showcase the latest male lingerie. Then it was the holiday season and both Levi and Erwin were expected to arrive at various charity fundraisers, galas, and parties until Christmas eve. He himself had nothing to do for Christmas, but Erwin had to fly back home to see his disabled father. Erwin had called to wish him a Merry Christmas, which Levi had kept short since he still was hiding the fact that the date also coincided with his birthday from Erwin; he was sure if the blonde knew he would have made the effort to see Levi, which he found unfair since he knew his father probably saw him less than he did and they weren't yet an official couple so meeting his father would be awkward. Still, it was an uneventful week until New Years, where they both ended up in parties on the opposite sides of the country from each other. Levi had been invited to a party in L.A, whereas Erwin had been invited to help host the New York Rockefeller Center annual bash. January greeted them with the same icy weather that December had, and he ended up spending more days visiting his agent and sorting out the scheduling mess than he had actually seeing any of his friends in the industry. In the end he had gone almost two months without spending any time with Erwin, and he was sure it was longer since the last time they had slept together.

He was sure Erwin was as excited as he was to see each other again. Levi gazed around again, even stretching up on his tiptoes in the low-rise blue slip-ons, as he attempted to catch a glance of him in the greenroom, but there was no sign of his favorite blonde model. He frowned, then shook his hair out of his eyes. It was unlike Erwin to be late.

"Levi! Hair. Now!" Hanji called from the doorway.

She came over and took him by the arm to her dressing room, rather than leading him all the way back to his private dressing room to touch up his appearance. She seated him in one of the available chairs and draped a styling cape around his neck, before she turned her attention to her equipment, pausing to look for the right brush.

"What are you doing waiting around? We need to make sure you're done in time!" She scolded.

"I was looking for Erwin. You haven't seen him, have you?" He replied, scowling as she began to brush his hair with a wide-tooth comb.

"Nooo!" She dragged out the word, then rolled her eyes behind her glasses. "He was supposed to be here fifteen minutes ago. Miche called him, apparently his flight was delayed."

"Ahh." Levi stated.

So that was the hold up. And of course it wasn't Erwin's fault. Levi felt just a little put out; he was hoping that there was some character flaw to the impeccable Erwin Smith. Perhaps it was just because he was one of the best models in the business and Levi was just trying to rush his way through the career-ladder and match Erwin's reputation. Or perhaps he was just bothered by how perfect Erwin was in general; even on the few rare dates they had gone on, it was hard to find a flaw with Erwin.

He forced himself to watch Hanji work his short, cropped black hair in the mirror to take his mind off Erwin. His reflection hadn't changed much since he first began to model several years ago. He still did his own makeup. But on the contracts with the wealthier and more reputable designers, he was expected to follow their instructions for his appearance. Today his eyes were to be rimmed in black, with bold winged eyeliner, and his hair, which was done more often than not by Hanji, was to be left untied and naturally parted just slightly off-center so that it would pay to his eyes.

The lights in the dressing room were bright. It was exceptionally warm in here; he was glad to have left the souvenir jacket for his outfit on the table near the door. He did enjoy the shoes for his outfit, and he absolutely adored the white extended t-shirt. However, he wasn't so keen on the leggings: they were too thin and made of a very taunt fabric that grabbed at his balls in a manner most discomforting. He wanted to believe it was because his legs had been sprayed prior to wearing the leggings, to keep them as skintight as possible on him, but he was sure it was the fabric they were made of that caused them to be so hard to wear. They were made of a material that primarily focused on being metallic, but it made him afraid they would tear in the most undignified of places while he was on the runway. He learnt from an early point in his career that discomforting pieces of clothing, like the leggings, were bound to come around every so often, but he made it a point after every job to let their designer know just how painful it was to model them. He figured it was better that the designer got feedback from him before getting the same feedback from dissatisfied customers that would drop their ratings.

Voices in the hallway filled the air as the juniors were being ushered to the large central dressing room for the less-famous models to meet with their outfits for the runway. They were to make a cameo with himself and Erwin, showing off just the preview of the grand Darius Zackly's new vegan Spring collection. There was several other models, all already walking the runway outside, showcasing the new year's collections, designed by Nile Dok and Dot Pixis to the flash of many cameras and the moans of many viewers.

It's what Levi loved about the modeling business, how much attention he had when he was the one walking down that runway. If anything, he absolutely loved being the center of attention. His uncle Kenny worked as a modeling agent, and had gotten him a job as a model when he turned sixteen because he was sick of seeing Levi posing for strangers with cameras. It had been all cameras, makeup, and VIP parties since then. For the first few years, he was closely watched by Kenny, who had represented him, but after he had gained enough recognition to go international, Levi had hired himself a representative from the same agency that Erwin was signed with, and Levi had finally met one of greatest influences under similar circumstances to how he was meeting the juniors today. After that, over the next few years, Levi and Erwin had become quite close, often trying to take contracts together. Recently, they began to make the effort to see each other out of their work schedules, which gave Levi butterflies every time he thought about it: they were mutually progressing towards something...more.

He was supposed to be meeting the juniors with Erwin in half an hour, after they had been all sprayed down and painted up, but he was beginning to think he was going to have to prepare himself for a solo introduction.

All at once there was a commotion in the hallway outside and many voices all began speaking up at once. A tall figure walked by the room, followed by Miche's tall and broad body, who was carrying with him a vibrant blue outfit in a clear garment bag.

"That must be Erwin!" Hanji grinned, "Looks like he's finally arrived!"

Levi nodded. A warmth spread through his chest and his throat constricted with sudden emotions: he was excited to be able to see him again, and relieved that he wouldn't have to be making the introductions to the juniors alone.

He stayed silent as Hanji sprayed his head down with hairspray, locking in her perfect sleek parting job. She clapped her hands together in front of her chest, coming to stand in front of him and inspect his face.

"You got your eyes all done up." She commented, "Who got to do that to you?"

"I did it myself." Levi smirked.

"But no lips?" She asked.

"I couldn't be bothered. I didn't want anything on the mouth of my water bottle."

"Well, I'll finish you up then." She stated, before turning her attention to the vanity table behind her. The surface was a mess of hair and makeup products, several towels, and some papers that had instructions she was given for each of the models. She ran a finger down Levi's list, pausing at the words 'Lips: nude/glossy.'

Levi shifted in the chair, trying to shake a lock of his hair out from where it was threatening to poke him in the eye. The leggings protested by grabbing at his groin in a way that made him physically cringe.

"Oh fuck!" He gasped, then began moving to pry the fabric out from between his thighs.

"What is it?" Hanji asked, pulling away. She had just began to lean in with a moisturizer for his lips when he shifted.

"These...damned...leggings." he explained. "They're biting my balls."

Hanji bit her lower lip in an attempt to hold back a laugh. "Yeah, I would image so. They're already so fitted and they insisted on spraying you still."

"No, I don't think it's the spray. I think it's the material." he mumbled.

"Balls better?" Hanji asked, nodding in response to his words.

"Yeah. Much. Go on."

He sat back and closed his eyes, parting his lips when she instructed him to. First came the moisturizer, and then the primer. After she lined his lips with a nude pencil, before brushing on a layer of lipstick that was just a shade lighter than his natural lips. After a brief wait, she gently added a second coat of lipstick to his lips, before glossing them with his favorite clear, grape-flavored lip gloss.

"There, all done." She announced.

She untied the styling cape from around his shoulders and helped him to his feet; which was difficult since his feet didn't touch the ground even when he tried to step down on his own. He cringed immediately after returning to his own feet, the leggings proceeding to attempt to gather in his butt-crack.

"For god's sake." He cursed, adjusting himself.

Hanji leaned back against the vanity and looked Levi up and down. One arm crossed her body and the other was raised so she could hold her chin in her hand.

"It looks much better on you than on that coat hanger I saw it on earlier." She complimented, "But isn't a piece missing?"

"Yeah." Levi grimaced, "The jacket." He headed over to the table beside the door of the dressing room to retrieve it.

Hanji followed him. She took the jacket from him and held it out facing Levi, so he could slip his arms into it and shrug it on. He turned to face her, taking note of how snug the elastic-based cuffs were on his wrists and how the jacket also hung slightly past his hips, stopping just premature of where the extended t-shirt did.

"That's better." Hanji complimented, "You look ready for a nice club."

"I like it a lot. Just...not these leggings." He replied. His hand had slipped down his backside as he attempted to readjust the leggings again. "Can you believe they have me in no underwear for this?"

"Huh?! Not even a g-string?" Hanji asked, her mouth dropping open in shock.

"Nope. Not a thing. That's how tight these leggings are." he cringed. "They didn't want to risk any shape showing, besides the possibility of my own. And to make things worse," he grimaced as he shifted so that he was fixing the other side of the leggings. "The material keeps wanting to go up my ass."

"When they aren't assaulting your balls."

"Exactly."

He sighed and removed his hands from his pants at a cautious speed. The pair fell into a moment of silence, before two figures came bustling into the dressing room.

"Please be fast Hanji." Miche was explaining. "I can try to do his hair if you want."

"That would help, just brush it for me."

"We need to get him presentable in ten minutes. The juniors are on their way here now for hair and makeup."

Erwin attempted to turn and glance at Levi as he was rushed by, his confident smile slipping off his face as he took in Levi's outfit. He seemed surprised by how tight his pants were, having grown used to seeing Levi in something baggy, straight-cut, or flared before the holidays.

He was guided to the chair Levi had just vacated and a new styling cape was draped around his shoulders, cutting off Levi's view of his outfit. From what he had briefly seen, it was a suit the shade of an elegant blue.

He caught a glance at his reflection in one of the large picture mirrors as he left the room, noticing the blue pattern on the chest of his jacket. He touched the embroidered threads, grazing over them with his fingertips: they were the same shade of blue as Erwin's suit.