Eren felt his eyes glaze over as he stared at the TV screen, some mindless kid's film flashing brightly at Levi's insistence. So far he hadn't really been able to follow the plot, too bored to even try. The fact that there was a bear wearing boots and a small jacket was all he had managed to pick up, what kind of drugs were some people on to come up with this shit?

It seemed his disinterest was shared as Levi eyes were drooping as he struggled to stay awake, his head jolting every time it dropped forward onto his chest. Tiredly he curled his legs up onto the sofa, leaning his body until it fell ungracefully on Eren's.

Eren felt his heart freeze from the contact, since he'd discovered Levi knew about their kisses he'd been purposefully distant from the small boy. Keeping their contact to a minimum, only initiated by him when it was absolutely necessary.

He awkwardly shifted his arm, hoping the jostling would cause Levi to move but instead he just settled in further, wrapping his small arms around his waist with a contented sigh. Eren let his hand drop, hesitantly resting it against Levi's hip.

He tried desperately to control his breathing but it seemed after weeks of denying himself simple pleasures his body was reacting in overdrive. His blood surged as the familiar warmth of Levi seeped into his skin, the same scent he'd had in this life and the last filling his senses.

Absentmindedly he traced small patterns against Levi's skin, his fingers burning from the simple touch. The smaller boy hummed in pleasure at the treatment, burying his head further into Eren's chest.

Eren forced himself to draw back, remembering that Levi was simply a child. His actions had different connotations than his own. He was simply tired, looking for comfort from another and nothing more.

He didn't long for Eren's touch, he didn't crave closeness, he didn't wish they found each other later so that what happened between them didn't seem so wrong. That was all Eren.

"Eren?" Levi asked, shifting his head to look up at Eren through thick eyelashes.

"Yes?" He replied, looking down at his sleepy eyes he half expected the boy to ask to be carried to bed, Levi could be quite lazy when he was tired.

"Can I tell you a secret?" He yawned, rolling over slightly so his stomach was against Eren instead of his hip.

"Course you can." He nodded eagerly, hoping that Levi would tell him more stories from the past, that he remembered who they were, that old Levi was still there inside him just hidden away.

"I love you." He smiled serenely, as if a weight had been lifted off his shoulders by the confession.

"Really?" Eren stuttered, after trying for years before to get Levi to say those three simple words here they finally were. Effortlessly said by a small child.

"Yep, but you can't tell anyone." He giggled, pressing a finger to Eren's lip in an attempt at silencing him.

"I love you too." He whispered against his soft finger.

"Good." Levi smiled, dropping his chin down so that it rested against Eren's pec.

The gesture reminded Eren of years gone by, Levi resting against him as he tried to focus – always finding the most inappropriate times to distract Eren. He'd be attempting to work as Levi would drop to his side, face on his chest and eyes sparkling with fake innocence.

Eventually Levi would grow tired of being ignored and his tongue would dart out, lapping at Eren's sensitive nipple through his thin cotton shirt. He wouldn't stop until he was hard against the wet material, moaning and begging for more. Eren would always try and hold out, try to finish whatever work he currently had but Levi would always succeed, always get his way.

"But it's got to stay a secret." Levi insisted, pulling Eren out of his memories.

"Why?" He asked, he knew before Levi had been reluctant to share their relationship but why would he feel this way now?

"Because a secret love is far more special." Levi started, the exact same speech he'd given him before.

"We don't need to share it with anyone else, only us." He finished.

"Exactly." He nodded with a giggle.

"But our love is special enough, without being a secret." Eren heard the same pitiful protest from before escape his lips.

"Don't be upset Eren!" Levi gasped, pushing himself up onto his knees.

"I'm fine." He shook his head, berating himself for being so pathetic. He was acting like a child, stubborn and sulking. He should just be happy that Levi loved him at all, one day it would be something more he was sure – there bond was too powerful to break – but for now he should be happy with what he had.

"We will have a sign!" He exclaimed, excitedly bouncing on the sofa.

"A sign?" He asked, raising his eyebrow.

"Yep, we'll tap our noses." He explained with a demonstration. "Then you'll know I'm telling you that I love you."

"Alright." Eren smiled, tapping his own nose in return.

With a satisfied sigh Levi settled back into Eren's side, ready to watch the rest of the film that was nearing its ending. For the next twenty minute they sat in silence, Eren leisurely drawing shapes on Levi's hip, his shirt having ridden up again with all the movement.

Eren relished in the feel, soft as silk against his fingertips. Goosebumps beginning to develop as Levi's body reacted to the touch. Warmth from where his blood spread through his body, pumping through his veins once again. After so long here was his living, breathing love once again.

"Eren?" Levi spoke up as the credits began rolling.

"Yeah?" He asked, looking down to see silver eyes sparkling and staring into his own.

"Can I kiss you?" It was such an innocent question but it still had Eren blushing.

"I don't think that's such a good idea." He protested.

"But we used to, then we stopped." He pouted, evidently Levi quite missed his goodnight kiss. "We love each other that means we're allowed to again."

"Yes people in love do kiss but I'm an adult Levi." He tried to explain.

"So is mummy and we kiss." He shook his head.

Eren sighed in exasperation, how was he meant to explain to a child that they couldn't kiss, that Eren risked going to jail if they did. Without tainting his innocence how could he fully explain the cruel and disgusting truth that was the real world.

"Please Eren." He begged, eyes wide and pleading.

No. That was the right answer, it was on the tip of his tongue but as those eyes grew and Levi moved closer he found that answer was never able to leave his lips.

"Okay." He agreed.

With a pleased smile Levi moved his face closer to Eren's, freezing for a moment as they stared at each other. This close it didn't seem so wrong, all Eren could see was his eyes, all he could smell was his scent, all he could feel was the pressure of another body. This close they weren't a child and a teenager. This close they were simply Eren and Levi.

Levi let his eyes flicker shut and pressed their lips together.

Eren didn't know what he was expecting in truth but it was a chaste kiss that lasted a mere two seconds before Levi pulled away, a happy grin on his face.

"Thank you Eren." He said before pushing himself off the sofa to play with some of the discarded toys on the floor.

Eren tried to steady his breathing, his fingers tightly gripping the material of his trousers. He needed more, he craved more. It had been a mistake to let Levi kiss him, the familiar fire was burning inside him once again, longing for the love of his corporal. His lips tingled, sparking from the feel of being with Levi, feeling him pressed against him after so long.

"Are you okay?" Levi asked, tilting his head to one side.

"I'm fine." He hissed through gritted teeth.

"Are you sure?" He continued to probe, standing tall and making his way back towards the older boy.

"Yeah, carry on playing." Eren instructed.

Don't come near me. I can't control myself around you. I don't want to touch you. His mind screamed but once Levi slipped between his legs to get a closer look all protests died.

"You don't look good." Levi frowned, innocently placing a hand on each of Eren's thighs.

"Thanks." He chuckled, letting his own hands wind around the younger boy and hold him close.

Stop! Don't do this! The voice in his mind screamed, now realising it was Armin but it was too late, he was in too deep.

"I'm going to kiss you again." Eren said, it wasn't a question, it wasn't a request it was a demand.

"Okay." Levi was barely able to reply before his lips were captured.

Not quite as innocent as before, Eren sucked softly on Levi's lower lip, tasting him and feeling warmth at the memory, everything was just as he remembered. Except Levi, he was different now.

Usually when Eren kissed him Levi would push him down, run his tongue along his lip for more but now Levi tried to pull away, trying to end the kiss while Eren's hold remained firm. Soaking up all these feelings again.

Eventually he pulled away, peppering Levi's soft skin with quick kisses, muttering I love you's so quiet he was unsure if the other boy heard him.

"What are you doing?" Levi asked, gasping as Eren moved to his neck.

"Giving you special kisses." He whispered, grinning when he released the area where shoulder met neck was still especially sensitive.

"Okay." He accepted this explanation and let Eren work.

He longed to stain his skin, leave possessive marks on his pale neck but knew he couldn't, he couldn't taint Levi like that.

"I like it more when you kiss my lips." Levi panted.

Eren pulled away from his neck and looked at the boy, his pupils were blown wide, arousal and excitement evident within his eyes, and a hint of confusion. Levi didn't know what he was doing, what he was feeling, he didn't know the extent of what was happening but he knew he liked it, he knew he wanted more.

Levi eagerly closed his eyes and puffed out his lips, Eren hungrily closing the gap between them again. Their lips moulded together, applying pressure in their need to be closer, to feel more.

Without thinking, Eren gathered Levi up in his arms, moving him until he was pinned under him on the sofa. Unable to keep his hands in their original position, Levi wrapped his arms around Eren's neck, playing with the hairs at the base of his neck as they shared kisses.

It was a position they'd found themselves in many times before, Eren pressing down on Levi, holding him in place as the passion and lust between them grew – and right now was no exception.

Eren knew he should stop, pull away and apologise, tell Levi they could never do anything like this again but instead he slipped his tongue past his lips to probe at Levi's.

As an automatic response, Levi relented, gently parting his lips for Eren, his tongue lying limp in his mouth. He whimpered in confusion as Eren pushed his way inside, but it only fuelled the boy on further. He missed all those little sounds Levi made, he needed to hear them again.

He stroked at Levi's tongue, encouraging and pushing him into life until they were both involved, kisses deepening as their tongues danced. The slick, wet muscle caressing his own set his nerves on fire, his heart lost control. He could feel Levi growing hot under him, his moans becoming more frequent as these strange yet exciting feelings overtook his body.

They pulled apart to breath, both flushed as they took ragged breaths. Levi looked up at Eren with wide eyes, innocently sparkling despite his red cheeks and messed up hair. Eren removed his hand from where it tightly gripped Levi's thigh and tapped his nose. Slightly dazed, Levi returned the sentiment, mind still trying to understand what had happened.

"I… I like Eren's special kisses." Levi stuttered, looking down slightly in embarrassment.

Eren reached down and took hold of the younger boys chin, moving his face so that they were eye to eye again. Instead of responding Eren kissed him again, softly pressing their lips together in a loving gesture. It was Levi this time who deepened the kiss, nervously slipping his tongue out and forcing it inside Eren's mouth, no courtesy questioning. Not that Eren was complaining, he happily accepted him but suddenly it wasn't enough. He needed more.

He grabbed Levi's leg and pulled him closer, pressing their bodies together in fiery passion, their kisses getting sloppier in a desperate need to be closer, to feel more. Their kisses rang out loudly, long forgotten were Levi's toys and the show on the TV. All that mattered were each other.

You're disgusting. The voice had returned as they ate dinner. He's a child, what the hell were you thinking? You're a despicable human being. You should be ashamed.

At ten years old, Eren hadn't even known what making out with someone was let alone been actively doing it. What sort of child kissed like that? Granted, he'd started out roughly but Levi quickly got the hang of it.

Great, compliment his finesse. The voice sneered. Because that's normal. You're sick.

He winced slightly as the insults swirled around in his mind, the truth and consequences of his actions making him feel sick to the stomach. He glanced towards Levi to see how he was coping but he seemed fine.

Happily pulling the pasta sheets out his lasagne to he could eat them separately to his meat, he really did have strange eating habits. Eren didn't notice that in the past but he assumed they didn't have much a choice, you ate what you were given and quickly or Sasha would surely find you.

"Levi?" Eren asked, voice croaking with guilt.

"Yes Eren?" He smiled, bringing his cup up to his lips – he still awkwardly held it by the rim of his glass.

"You were right earlier." He ventured, trying to find some way he could make this right, rescue the situation.

"About?" He tilted his head in confusion.

"About the secrets." He smiled as Levi eagerly leant towards Eren. "We shouldn't tell anyone."

"No." He agreed, shaking his head.

"Which means the special kisses have to be secret too." He instructed, hoping the boy wouldn't question it further. Levi wasn't stupid, if he put Eren on the spot he'd soon put two and two together and realise something was wrong.

"That makes sense." He nodded thoughtfully. "We can still have special kisses though, right?"

No. It was the answer Eren needed to give but after today he knew he had broken the seal. He'd tried so hard to resist Levi but now that they had crossed that boundary he realised there was no coming back. Now he'd had a taste he was completely addicted and never wanted to be clean again.

"Of course we can." He nodded.

Eren fell back onto his bed with a sigh, his body still shaking from his evening spent with Levi. Almost as soon as he'd left he'd felt nothing but guilt, sitting heavy in his stomach. Clawing at his skin and making him feel sick.

God, what he wouldn't give to have the ability to turn back time. To stop himself from pushing Levi too far, from taking advantage of a small child. He hadn't been thinking straight, his whole mind consumed by how much he missed Levi. But how could he miss someone when they were right there?

He supposed he didn't just miss Levi as a person, he missed the idea of Levi as well. He missed all the intimate moments they shared in his memories. He missed Levi's hot touch running along his skin, he missed his searing kiss burning into his soul, he missed the pleasure of being with his corporal.

As his mind was filled with sweet yet sultry memories he felt the familiar heat deep in his gut until he felt himself straining against the tight material of his jeans. He closed his eyes with a groan, letting himself imagine he was within the walls once again.

"Eren." Levi whispered in his ear, breath hot against his skin. "Missing me?"

"Yes." He moaned as Levi's hand palmed him through his trousers – his own hand offering similar treatment.

"Look at you, you're like a dog in heat." He teased. "Rubbing yourself against me like that."

"I need you." He begged, feeling relief as his zipper was finally lowered.

"That can be arranged." He agreed, letting his tongue trace the shell of his ears.

Levi pushed his trousers and boxers to the ground, leaving him cold and exposed, his cock red and pleading to be touched.

"Lick." Levi instructed, holding his hand up to his mouth.

Eren eagerly took his fingers into his mouth, loudly sucking and slurping at the digits in a purposeful show. He knew it was working as he felt Levi dig into his back, arousal seeping into his veins.

"So desperate." Levi sneered but never stopped Eren, let him rub his backside against his erection.

Slowly, Levi pulled his fingers away from Eren, a string of salvia joining him to the other man's lips. He let his hand drop down and quickly pushed a finger into Eren who moaned at the burn – even though in reality he had the modern day luxury of lube.

"You're always so willing and ready for me." Levi complimented, pumping his finger in and out of Eren's hole. "Have you been doing this alone?"

"Yes." He whined. "When I'm in the shower."

"You're insatiable." He whispered, letting another finger slip inside.

Eren pushed back on Levi's hand, trying to take him deeper, closer. Levi smirked at the action, shifting his fingers so they reached that desired place.

"Levi!" He screamed, body jolting in pleasure.

"Do you like that?" Levi asked, pounding into Eren's sweet spot. "Think you could cum from just that?"

"No." He cried. "I need more."

"I guess that could be arranged."

Levi let his free hand snake around Eren's body, purposely ignoring his throbbing cock and instead moving upwards, gently teasing his nipples with strokes of his fingertips. Eren panted and let his head drop back as Levi pinched, pulling and abusing the nubs until they were hard under his touch.

With a smirk, Levi lowered his hand, loosely wrapping it around Eren's hard dick, his thumb rubbing the slit until a small voice broke the moment, freezing his entire body cold.

"Eren?"

The aforementioned boy whipped his head around, eyes widening in shock at what he saw. Stood there was Levi, only it wasn't the same Levi with his fingers deep in his ass and hand around his cock. It was young Levi.

He was watching the pair with curious eyes, head tilted to the side as he looked at their intimacy.

"Levi! Don't look at me!" Eren yelled, moaning as the man behind him made no attempts at stopping.

"What is he doing to you?" He asked, taking a step closer. "Is he hurting you?"

"No." He denied with a gasp as Levi hit his target with his fingers. "Please Levi, leave."

Levi's love for him was pure, he couldn't see this, he didn't need to hear as Eren came undone.

"Hey, kid?" Older Levi spoke up, finally acknowledging the small child watching them. "Why don't you come help?"

With a small nod Levi walked forward, staring at the other Levi and waiting for his next instructions.

"Kneel in front of him." He commanded, the small boy obeying immediately.

"Levi, what are you doing?" Eren cried, unsure which one he was talking to at this moment.

"Giving you what you wanted." The man purred into his ear. "Open your mouth kid."

Meekly, the boy let his mouth drop open, staring up at Eren with wide, expectant eyes. Before he could protest, Eren felt his hips being pushed forward, his cock being guided into the awaiting heat.

As the dick filled his mouth, the boy looked up at Eren in confusion, shocked as the shaft sat heavy in his mouth. Eren knew he should pull away, stop it from getting any further but he found himself in too much pleasure. A Levi behind him pumping his fingers, scissoring and slipping in another, and a Levi in front of him, warm, wet and inviting.

Levi took control of the situation, moving Eren's hips in time to his fingers so that his cock thrust in and out the boy's mouth. He choked slightly as the head hit the back of his throat but made no attempts to pull away instead let Eren use his body. Eren placed his hands on the wall behind the boy, letting his eyes scrunch shut as the Levi's bought him unimaginable amounts of pleasure.

"What's turning you on more?" Levi growled in his ear. "The kid's tight little mouth or my long fingers?"

"Both." Eren whimpered, hips no longer pushed by the man but instead bucking on their own accord.

"You filthy brat." He teased. "Do you want me so much that you sexualise the kid? Do you see me in him and become a mess?"

"Yes, I love Levi." He told them both.

"And we love you too." The man spoke, the boy's throat vibrating in time with his words as if he wished to say so too.

With a scream Eren came, his hole clenching around the man's fingers stopping him from escaping, his release trickling down the boy's throat.

As he opened his eyes after his ecstasy he found himself very much alone, staring at the ceiling in sweat and shame. The kissing had been one thing but what he had just imagined, what he had just pleasured himself too, was sick and wrong. He was wrong. He was disgusting, he was a pervert. He fanaticised about a small, innocent boy.

Panting, he reached for his phone. Ready to text Raquel, ready to quit his job, ready to find Levi again when he was older and safer from his advances but he found his fingers frozen. No matter how much his brain told him this was wrong in his heart it felt right, it beat for Levi and would do anything to be with him again.

So, instead of sending the message, he dropped his phone onto his pillow and went for a shower, he was not ready to give up Levi again.

Obviously, in no way do I condone or support Eren's behaviour but for the sake of my story I am including it and there will be more incidents