A/N: Some lime lies ahead.

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Levi's Home

6:24 PM

"Levi, what's in the bag~ I wanna know~!"

The male gripped the handle on the prongs as flipped the thick chunk of ham, the smell of grilled ham and seasoning filled the backyard and scented the lively home. Quickly, he kneeled down and pushed the bag closer to his foot.

"What's. in. the bag?!" Hanji nearly shouted, she smiled widely and jumped waiting for the answer.

"None of your fucking business, four eyes. Now sit your annoying ass down."

"I'm bored! Erwin won't let me watch TV!"

Levi rolled his eyes. "That's not my problem. Go play with Petra or something, I'm busy."

"But she's upstairs with Auruo!" Levi's ears perked up hearing this. He narrowed his eyes dangerously unintentionally and mumbled, "Doing what, exactly?"

Hanji laughed like a madman, she hooked an arm around Levi and cooed, "I didn't know you were into that pervy stuff~ but I tried to listen but I couldn't hear anything but mumbling."

Levi pushed her away in disgust. "You say I'm the pervert?" Levi looked back when he heard the door unlock followed by footsteps, Mikasa's voice then Erwin's voice.

"Tell Mikasa come here, four eyes. Now you have something to do." Hanji left quickly. Her annoying voice asking Mikasa to go into the backyard and when Mikasa was there, Levi turned to his younger sibling.

"I want you to watch the food," He picked up the white bag and handed the prongs to her. "Why should I do this? I picked up Eren and his mom like you said. You can finish dinner."

"It's only for a few minuets. I'll come back down and help you, okay?" The woman stared at her brother, trying to read his expression before nodding her head and walking to the grill. "Hurry up." She said simply.

Levi mumbled a quick thanks and walked inside his home. He noticed Carla and Hanji sitting in the living room; Hanji bombarding Eren's mom with questions about his personal life. He then realized Eren was in the kitchen and paced towards it.

He entered the kitchen, cautious of Isabel's tail. He looked up to see Eren sitting at the kitchen counter, quickly typing away at his phone. Too busy to notice Levi standing only a few inches from him.

"I would hope you're not associating yourself another lover," Eren looked up quickly. He noticed Levi's voice was more enigmatic than sarcastic. He could see a faint playful smirk ghosting his lips. His eyes then wandered to the white bag from...

Dear god...

A bad feeling emerged from his stomach as thoughts circulated from his mind, thinking about what Levi was going to do. "What, you staring at me like I killed your dog and dangled him in front of you." Those infamous dark, dreadful attempts at humor that only Levi would find enjoyable and not the least bit disgusting.

"I-I'm not! I... I'm not talking to another lover, it's Armin. And you're not my lover, old man!" Levi scoffed and walked closer to Eren. When he was standing in front of the younger male, he shoved the bag into Eren's chest and smirked darkly.

"Remember when I said, and I quote: Don't worry about it, I'll think of something?" Eren responded with a timid shake of his head.

"Well I thought about it brat. And I'm sure it'll be fun... for me."

Eren set the bag down. "I'm not putting that thing on! It's yours, not mine! You're taking this whole "relationship" scandal to a new level. I know we're still a "thing" but we're at home. No paparazzi, no fans. Plus my mom is here!... And I don't care what sick kinks you want to satisfy."

Levi crossed his arms, clearly unphased by Eren's ridiculous rant. "It's not exactly a "kink" I want you to fulfill. It's more like... punishment."

"For what?! I didn't do shit to you!"

"Eren, are you alright?" Carla called from the living room. Eren rolled his eyes and yelled a quick "I'm fine," before focusing on Levi.

He noticed a devious look on Levi's face that made Eren uncomfortable. Levi took a few steps back before saying, "She doesn't know, does she?"

"You mean my mom? Of course not. Why would I tell her I'm dating a douchebag?" Levi shrugged. "Good point, you shit. Like strike a deal."

"Nope. I don't do deals anymore. And knowing you, you'll find someway to screw me over."

"Yes, I will. But this deal is simple and it's not a dangerous one at that; just humiliating."

"I'm not doing it," he turned back to his phone and went online. Seeing this, Levi snatched his phone and held it away from him. "Give it back, you old bat!"

"Listen to me and you'll get your shitty phone back."

"I don't have to listen to you. Why don't you find the nearest daycare to take over? The nearest one is within a mile radius." The shorter man gripped the phone tightly making Eren squeal as a small crack formed in the upper left corner. "This phone is a piece of shit. Like you. Now, if you want this back shut the hell up, sit down and listen to my instructions. Got that?"

When Eren nodded, Levi loosened his grip. He slid the phone into his pocket and looked at Eren.

"If you don't want your precious mommy finding out about us, I'd suggest growing some balls and do as I say. For dinner, I want you to service our guest in that maid's outfit you got me."

"My mom is sitting out there on your fucking couch, and you want me to walk out dressed as your petty little servant?!" He yelled hushed.

"...Yes. Seems like you're not completely mentally handicap after all."

"I'm not stupid, old man. I don't want my mom seeing me like that, it's embarrassing," He put his hands on his face at the thought of it. "It's bad enough she thinks I'm dating Mikasa."

"...What was that?"

Eren looked up. "She thinks that Mikasa and I will be a good match and we'll make beautiful children one day. With my eyes and her hair."

Levi scowled and inhaled deeply. "Then you're definitely wearing this. Like hell your mom's gonna to play matchmaker with my sister. And why the fuck you?"

"Thanks for the confidential boost."

"You're fucking welcome. Now put on the dress, fuckface. You have guest to serve."

~•~

"You have outdone yourself, Levi. You haven't cooked this much in a while." Erwin said, watching the foil wrapped trays of food placed in the middle of the table. "I helped cook this too." Mikasa said, taking her seat across from where Eren's supposed to sit.

"Ah, you too Mikasa."

Auruo's hand reached to undo to the foil to dive in but it was quickly smacked away. "It's impolite to eat without Eren," Petra scolded. "Speaking of Eren, where is he?"

"Right-whoa! Ri-right here..." Silence. The thickening awkward silent lurking through the air except for Hanji's over excited breathing. Eren shyly tugged at the annoying frills on the dress. Feeling rather feminine doing so. "You almost busted your ass in those heels, I'm not looking forward to paying for you medical expense in the hospital." The short man said bitterly.

Mikasa kicked Levi and shot a dark look at him. With her expression alone Levi knew she wanted an explanation behind this. But he wasn't giving one up anytime soon. Oh no, not while he was enjoying it.

Carla cleared her throat and asked slowly, "Why are you dressed like that?!"

"Please don't ask," he muttered back. He straightened his posture and walked with slow, cautious steps around the table, leaning over Erwin and Mikasa's shoulders to unwrap the food. Eren could feel everybody's eyes staring solely at him. Their gazes were uncomfortable but he stuck through it with dark red cheeks. When he walked past Levi, he felt a small slap at his ass making him yelp high pitch and growl. He stood in place for a moment, using all his strength not to snap and continued to feed Levi's guest.

Once everyone had food on their plates, he was finally seated next to his mother. She glanced at her son who picked away mindlessly at his food. "Eren, shouldn't you also provide us with drinks?" Levi asked.

"I think Eren's done enough," Petra said quickly. She stood and said, "Wine anybody? My specialty." She hurried to the kitchen with Auruo in pursuit.

"Eren~" Hanji cooed. "You look so cute! Ah, this maid idea was absolutely cute! Are you into that kind of stuff?! Huh!? Is it some type of fetish?"

"Stop creeping him out, four eyes. And stop with your intolerable questioning." Levi said with a sharp tone.

Hanji rolled her eyes. "It's just a few questions. Now, Eren, do you enjoy cross dressing? Are you into cosplaying kinky stuff? I mean a maid is pretty sexual-Ow! Calm yourself Levi. I'm sorry you have a short temper. Ahahaha~!"

"Real fucking clever, you shit. Now why don't you take your clever ass and get the hell out my house? I don't need to take your shit."

"Can't take a joke, Levi. Shame on you~ It's bad not to laugh often, you'll end up lonely and with no sex life and... oh... sorry..."

Petra returned with full glasses of wine, placing them in front of everybody before taking her seat.

"The brat can't drink," Levi said casually, pressing the glass to his lips.

"I insist," Petra retorted. "It's a Strawberry Zabaglione. My favorite desserts with wine."

Eren picked up the glass, drinking it slowly and loving the taste. From there, dinner carried on like normal and when Eren was comfortable, began eating. When he took a bite of his macaroni, he bite into something hard. He looked at Eren and asked, "What the hell is in this? I bit something hard."

"It's probably bacon you shit. Or maybe it's the fucking chicken, dumbass. Now shut up and eat your food." Eren chewed slowly, testing out the piece before swallowing it and drinking a mouthful of wine behind it. He shivered softly then finished the rest of his ham.

Carla seeing this, rubbed his back softly and kissed his cheeks. She then asked softly, "Why are you doing this?"

"What?"

"Dressed like that. I know you'd have more morals than to dress like that. I want an answer. And I don't want "Because I wanted to" as an answer because I know that's bullshit."

"Levi... is a prick." he whispered.

She casted a dark glance at the smaller male who ate his food as if he did nothing wrong. "He made you do this?"

Eren nodded his head and before Carla could get up and beat the shit out of the cynical old man, Eren stopped her. "You can't do anything. Stay out of this!"

"How can I not do anything? You're my son and this is completely inappropriate!" Eren sighed, pushing his locks out of his eyes. "B-because you can't. No matter how much I want to leave this bastard, I can't."

"And why the hell not? This isn't a good thing!"

"I know, I understand that. Just drop it, okay?"

"I'm not dropping this, you-"

"Stop worrying about me!" Eren shouted. "I'm not a kid anymore, so stop! Just fucking drop it already!"

Carla scowled and turned away from her son. "Then I won't worry about it. You're nineteen, you're an adult. So I guess you don't need me, huh?"

"I didn't mean it like that."

"You sure said it like it." Eren stood quickly, escaping the situation with wobbly steps and walked up stairs.

"Carla, you should-"

"I don't want to hear it, Erwin. He's my son and you know how it goes, mother knows best."

Hanji smiled and said, "That's riiight~ Speaking of mothers knows best, how do you feel about him dressed like that? Pretty hot right?"

"Hanji, stop it," Erwin said lowly. "I can't have any fun! I want to arrange a photo shoot! How about a maid Eren and a Prince Levi! Or how about Eren as Levi's slave?! Or how about the other way around?!"

A slam of table wear sounded and an angry Levi stood. "I'm sick of this shit. I'm heading up stairs where I don't have to listen to her nonstop bullshit. This is ri- goddamn- diculous. I'll see you all later."

~•~

Levi walked up stairs and followed the trail of black heeled pumps and stockings scattered about leading to the guest room. He opened the door and saw Eren sitting at the foot of the bed with his face buried in his hands. He closes the door behind him, making Eren look up angrily. "What the fuck do you want now? You got your sick laughs and fucked up how everyone's respect for me. What else do you want from me?" Levi next to Eren, resting back on his elbows.

"...I ah... look kid, I'm not a person who apologizes but I guess I can say I'm sorry." Eren rolled his eyes pushing Levi away from him. "You're a joke, you old dick."

"How so?" Levi asked nonchalantly. "Like you'll ever be sorry. You'll just keep up with this crap and act as if it's nothing! I'm sick of it!"

"Calm down brat, you'll give yourself high blood pressure and your balls haven't dropped yet."

Eren's eyes twitched softly and he groaned, falling backwards onto the bed, completely out of it. He was done. He was sick of the torture, he was sick of the fame, and most importantly, he was sick of Levi. Just fucking sick of everything. He wanted his old life back. No. He needed his old life back.

But Levi's mindset was entirely different from Eren's.

Levi couldn't help but take in Eren's body. He wasn't afriad to admit his body looked too good in that outfit. Eren pulled the dress off much better than Levi could. He looked so innocent. So pure like a newborn baby. Absolutely no impurities or sins against him. He was an angel. An angel Levi wanted for so long. Now was the perfect time. He should take him now while he had the chance...

A light flutter arose from his chest making him tsk in disgust and discomfort. This fucking feel was back, just like the day of the photo shoot. Shit, but this feeling was stronger. It wasn't guilt or missing someone dear to him. It was much different. It was a feeling that made you want to throw up and ignore but you can't because it keeps pestering you! Is this... disgusting. This feeling was nothing more than sexual tension and Levi needed to relieve it; Via Eren.

"Tu es tellement vulnérable, Eren," Levi said lowly. He slowly crawled towards Eren. The boy sat up quick, hearing his name. "What did you say?"

Eren took in the dark and...seductive? smirk on Levi's face. Out of instinct, Eren crawled backwards trying to escape the smaller male's uncharacteristic glare.

"Je me demande comment vous regardez cul..." Eren's back leaned against the pillows and his head hit the dashboard with an audible thump. Levi crawled in between Eren's legs, pinning his wrist down to the bed. Why wasn't Eren fighting back?! His brain screamed from Eren to move and push the filthy geezer off him. But his body was more in control; and his body said stay still and don't move.

" Vous auriez l'air si belle sur vos genoux..." Levi purred lowly in his ear, nibbling softly on the skin underneath his ear. Eren clenched his fist and said, "Stop speaking French. I can't understand you." His eyes dilated as Levi kissed along his neck; sucking thin skin trying to leave a mark. A dog collar with his name saying Eren was his property was feeble. But leaving a love bite meant Eren was his and only his.

"Voulez-vous vraiment me comprendre? Oui ou non, gamin?" Qui means yes! So non meant no...

"Oui?" Eren replied wryly, inhaling a sharp intake of breath when Levi's cold hands moved along Eren's inner thigh, rubbing smooth circles on the skin dangerously close to his length which was restricted behind lace panties Levi decided to buy as part of the costume. At least a size too big for Eren's hips so they hung a little loose along his hips.

Levi chuckled, pushing Eren's weight against the headboard, sitting him up and sliding his hands underneath Eren. He propped the taller onto his lap and grouped him happily.

"Parler une langue que vous comprenez, c'est ennuyeux. Alors vas te faire encule. Dieu, ton cul est incroyable. Vous êtes presque-" Eren wrapped his arms around Levi's neck tight, feeling light headed. His stomach grumbled and bubbled, making Levi grow slightly concerned.

"Oi, you alrigh-" Eren was quick on his feet, nearly tripping over in the process but made a B-line to the bathroom. He clumsily closed the door halfway before hunching over and throwing up. Levi wrinkled his nose and muttered, "Such a fucking turn off..." before getting on his feet and walking to the bathroom door. He knocked softly, listening to the disgusting sounds from Eren. "You better not vomit on my floor, you brat. I just mopped." Eren coughed up viciously, followed by more sickening sounds.

He pushed open the door and kneeled besides the teen, rubbing soothing circles on his back. Eren groaned loudly, falling backwards against the tub.

The man took some toilet paper and cleaned the vile from the corner of his lips. Eren's head lolled onto Levi's shoulder. The man pressed his hand against Eren's head as he slowly drifted to sleep. "Jesus," Levi muttered. He pulled Eren to his feet and ushered him to the bathroom counter, running cold water into the sink. "I want you to wash your face. Do not put the water on anything but cold. I'll get you some clothes, okay?"

Out the corner of his eyes, he watched as Levi paced out the bathroom. His body wanted to shut down on him. He had no energy left. As if everything was slowly down and blurred. He took a dizzy step, quickly catching himself and using the bathroom counter as leverage.

Shit, I need to keep my eyes open... I can't sleep yet...

He took another step, this time falling over and knocking his face against the door frame. He lied there, listening to the hazy water fill the sink soon to run over. The room was falling dark and all he wanted to was sleep.

This all felt like a dream to him; A bad dream that he didn't want.

But everybody knows sooner or later, at some point, you have to wake up.


A/N:Translations (Apologies if they're wrong):

"Je me demande comment vous regardez cul..." ~ "I wonder how you'd look ass up..."

"Vous auriez l'air si belle sur vos genoux..." ~ "You'd look so beautiful on your knees..."

"Voulez-vous vraiment me comprendre? Oui ou non, gamin?" ~ "Do you really wish to understand me? Yes or no brat?"

"Parler une langue que vous comprenez, c'est ennuyeux. Alors vas te faire encule. Dieu, ton cul est incroyable. Vous êtes presque-" ~ "Speaking a language you'll understand is boring. So fuck you. God, your ass is amazing. You're almost-"

Again, I'm very sorry if they're incorrect translations. But thank god for Levi's French dirty talkin' ;)

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Hello my mini cakes! Thanks for reading and supporting this story as I always say~

I hatee how i paced this chapter but I'm on the bus and I'm trying to type this out, watch my sister and ignore my friend Ethan who's trying to see what I'm trying up.

Wait, speaking of the bus and friends, did you guys go back to school this week? If so, how was it? and if not, lucky you. Angst will start from this chapter so next chapter will be focused more on Levi and Eren's relationship and shiz like that.

Anyways, it's 6:30-ish so I gotta head off to school.

Till next time, stay sweet~

Review Response:

ella343e: Mhm. Definite relationship tension. But'll be love-hate relationship instead of full on lovey-dovey.

Pupples: Tell me about it. But unfortunately, slapping somebody is considered "violence"... even if you have a reason to.

CeruleanCat: Awesome. There are some really good Riren/Ereri fanfics out there. Some of my inspiration for this is the author Lunatrancy

Letyourselfgo42: And it'll keep getting better. And this is not the last of that costume. It cannot go this way xD

Lovely-Bunny: Thanks. I'll try to add fluff to lighten the story a little.

neekuchiki: Website please~ I'd love to read it

Hibary-Hiwatari: Penalty game is set but not done. We will be seeing the maid outfit again.

Mermaidhorse: MrHouseWife... I gotta start using that :3