He entered Levi's room only to be told to bathe not even a minute after he entered. He knocked on Levi's door, was told to come in, and when he did so, he was instantly ushered into the bathroom by his shoulders and handed a fresh face cloth. Concentrating on what Levi said; aha... That was pretty impossible when his smooth hands were on Eren.

"C-corporal?" he clutched the white face cloth tightly, nails digging into his palms as he tried to overcome his confusion.

Levi only clicked his tongue in annoyance and abandoned his shoulders in favour of searching the brown bathroom shelves for a bar of soap. He raised a dark eyebrow, handing the cream colored bar to Eren. The latter watched with wide green eyes.

"That's expensive stuff, but if it'll clean that filthy ass of yours, I'll live."

Maybe Heichou didn't want Eren to be dirty while in his room? He was a neat freak, as determined by Hanji, so it sort of made sense… Levi was letting Eren use something expensive… Did Levi really like this soap?! If it was expensive he must have really treasured it!

"Alright, um. I-I'll get undressed once you leave, then…" Yup, these clothes were staying on in Levi's presence, no nudity, thank you…

The large oak door clicked shut behind Levi and Eren immediately began peeling off his clothes, dropping them onto the white tiled floor, and was about to run the bath water when he realized it was already full. He couldn't help but screw up his face and hide it in his palms in an attempt to hide a stupid bashful smile. No matter what anyone else said, Levi was very considerate!

Humming tunelessly, he gently washed himself of the dirt that had gathered on his body that day, nose wrinkling when he saw how quickly the clean water changed colour and found a yellow towel on the toilet seat. As he dried himself with the fabric, he realised that he didn't have a change of clothes. Not that he minded wearing his previous clothes…

Okay maybe he did, to some extent. I mean, he was used to it because he'd been too poor for too many clothes, but wouldn't Levi be disgusted by his lack of cleanliness? He would be as well, not just Levi. The bath's effects would be reversed if he put them on. Ugh. It was just CLOTHES. His lack of clarity had to be Levi's fault for overtaking his mind so much.

He hesitated in knocking on the door, feeling stupid for doing so as he called out "Levi Heichou, sir! I don't have a change of clothes."

Levi's reply was disturbingly nonchalant. "That's alright, just come through." Eren immediately grimaced, half in shock and half in dread. Had Levi no shame?

And to his surprise, when he wrapped said towel around his tan colored waist and walked through, he discovered the answer to his question.

Levi lay stark naked on his bed, side on, facing Eren with hooded eyelids fluttering when he looked over to Eren. He had a dark trail of curling hair that led down south between two v-shaped muscles and that trail definitely wasn't that Eren was about to follow.

Levi scowled and almost growled at him. "Come on then, brat. I won't wait for you all night."

Yes. Yes, this man had absolutely no shame.

"Corporal," Eren began quietly, carefully averting his eyes and trying to ignore the heat crawling all over his body and the urge to look at Levi's body, his muscled body that was really pale and supple looking and oh walls- even his underpants were off. Yes, that would be the meaning of stark naked, Eren, he reminded himself. "What are you doing, exactly?"

Levi rolled onto his back and gestured with a flick of his wrist for Eren to come over. Despite every message in his head screaming "ABANDON MISSION!" he knew he couldn't say no to a direct order and tiptoed across the room, clutching onto the towel around his waist for dear life, for fear that Levi would rip it off- which he did as soon as Eren was close enough. Eren yelped at the sudden intrusion and desperately cupped his growing arousal and turned his body away from Levi.

"W-what is it you want me to do, sir? W-why d-did you take the towel..?" he whispered, trembling from the cold or no, from lust.

He had to grit his teeth as the thing hiding in his palms began to react to the attention of his hands and Levi's presence, not to mention his voice. He stared at the floor, because what's more of a turn off than a floor lying there doing absolutely nothing?

"Last time I heard, sex is something done while naked. Unless you have some other desire to do otherwise?"

Sex? What?! What?!

Eren had several "otherwises" he'd rather do than humiliate himself in front of Levi with his inexperience and flustered attitude towards the topic. He flinched as a hand on his shoulder turned him around. Very quickly he came face to face with Levi, and suddenly he was reminded of the other day when Levi had hugged him after Erwin "helped" him.

This was still Levi with his hooded lids, sharp grey eyes and his ever present scowls, but he was still human; he was red in the cheeks and the tip of his nose -his fucking adorable nose that flicked up at the end. Eren broke into a small smile when he listened carefully. Yup, Levi was hard of breathing too. Just like him. He just had to look out for the small details since Levi didn't really show much on his face.

With his heart beating painfully slow, he leaned in and kept his eyes on Levi's, chest hitching as he lowered his eyelids and relaxed his face. He cupped Levi's face in his palms, idly shifting his fingers so that they trailed from his cheek to underneath his jaw and tilted it up, fascinated at how soft the skin was. The muscle beneath the fingers wavered.

Levi breathed against his mouth that opened in response. "Why are you touching me like that?"

"Becaaaause, I'm delicate with important stuff?"

Levi paused for a long moment, doing nothing but stare at him with an expression he couldn't quite place. Eren stared back, moving to run his hands through his hair and grimacing in guilt, obviously having taken things too far... The next thing he knew, a gasp was being drawn from him when Levi grabbed the back of his head, pressed their mouths together and kissed him; drawing out all the breath in his lungs. It made his legs weak at the joint, until he was tumbling onto the perfectly made, white bed with Levi beneath him.

When their cocks knocked against each other, Eren leaped up, yelping into Levi's mouth as he tried to escape the older man's grasp that refused to let go of him.

This was going to be a reeeeally long night.

Somehow managing to keep a safe distance between their dicks, Eren leaned into the older man's mouth. Levi's hand that was clutching his head moved with him. Eren's lips were vibrating beneath Levi's soft ones, then his whole body shuddered as he felt a slow sigh on his cheek, dipping into the corner of his mouth. A warm hand rubbed his hip sensually and the muscle there twitched.

Think Eren, where do hands go?

Before he could do anything with his useless limbs, Levi was sitting up on his knees and pushing harder into his mouth with a quiet groan that he couldn't help but echo with one of his own.

Well… It seemed as though he'd given his first kiss to someone who liked him, right?

Eren's back arched involuntarily as Levi's hand drifted from his hair to his neck, lips warm and soft and just ever so slightly wet, fingerprints dragging along his nape with need. Eren swallowed thickly at the sensation as they parted and panted shortly between each other.

A juddering gasp of air tore through his body, heart beating so low in his chest that it was painful. His lips buzzed with the loss of contact. He cringed at his lack of experience as Levi went cross-eyed, hiding grey irises beneath hooded lids and caressed Eren's lips with his smouldering ones yet again.

This was really happening… And Eren had no idea what to do!

His hands were still hanging limply by his sides. He frigidly moved them to the same place as Levi's hands on his own body. His thumb brushed the angle where the jaw met Levi's thick but delicate looking neck and the skin stretched languidly, allowing his digit more room to roam. It was almost like drifting a finger over an flawless expanse of snow. Cosy, delicate snow…

Was Levi's heart beating just as wildly as his? Just as he reached his palm down, thumb accidentally brushing Levi's pale collarbone, Levi shifted once again and broke away from Eren's mouth with a hiss.

"Fuck, my legs are killing me." he complained irritably. "Can't get comfortable at all like this." He glared at Eren momentarily and the younger man squeaked in reply.

"S-sorry sir! Um, I don't really know, how, um-"

Suddenly Eren felt a stare on his lower half and looked down at Levi to see that his eyes had widened in what seemed to be alarm at the sight of his growing arousal. He looked away from the black haired man, heat burning on his cheeks. Was the corporal shocked and disgusted with the state of his lewd body? As though realisation had just struck him, Levi cleared his throat and lay down on the bed with a straight face.

Levi laid his legs by Eren's sides, peering at the man above him with darkened eyes and a steady stare that spoke volumes. "Make yourself comfortable and enter me when you're ready."

And just like that, the pre-cum started dribble out the head of Eren's dick (which, for the record, was not the same colour as his flushing cheeks, as Levi had once asked) and onto his stomach as he gulped back a breathy moan.

With an intense gaze of his own, Eren watched as Levi's eyes promptly closed and the man beneath him stilled. Um. Now what? He tried tracing his nails down Levi thigh just the way Eren liked to do, gradually getting closer to the man's arousal that he hungrily challenged with his eyes. The muscle wavered beneath his touches, but Levi's face never changed its neutral expression.

It was a pretty decent cock. Magnificent. Better than his own (the only other penis he was able to compare Levi's to); uncut, with a supple pinkness peeking through the foreskin, pale green veins cascading up the length that his tongue burned for, even though it had never tasted it before. Despite swallowing, his mouth stayed dry. Each unsteady breath he took echoed in the silent room and lingered in his mouth that he licked the inside of. What would Levi's tongue feel like if it were doing the same?

Timidly, he crawled forward. He placed his hands at each of Levi's sides, thin bones of ribs heaving ever so slightly and the muscle rippled as he kissed the skin there. But in doing so, his hips dipped down only an inch or so and once again he came into contact with Levi's cock. For some reason, Levi lifted his neck up and his hips bucked into Eren's as he growled.

"What are you doing?"

Eren blinked at the chest in front of him, small nipples beginning to bud that he watched grow in fascination. He shook his head to try and concentrate. "I… I don't really know. Whatever… feels good?"

"Put it in me. That's what you want right? To get rid of your frustrations." Eren couldn't read his face, and Levi's body went back to being frozen in place on his bed.

… Get rid of his frustrations? Was that some kind of dirty talk that Eren wasn't aware of? Some roundabout way of saying to go in really hard and heavy? But the way Levi said it made him think that in order to have sex you had to have a purpose. Maybe that's why couples had sex? Well, that sort of made sense. Eren especially, since he'd been cooped up in that dark and dour cell with only his hand to keep him company. Lots of frustration there. Needless to say, his desires never made the smell of the basement any better.

Determined to elicit a response from Levi's body, Eren licked his lips which puckered at the attention, nipping them with his teeth, then moving onto Levi's body. He nipped the underside of Levi's breast tissue, moving up to lick the nipple and swirled the bud around his aching tongue that was nothing compared to the yearning in his lower half.

He grinded his pelvis onto Levi's, attempting to multitask, but failing as the friction down there proved to be more satisfying. He used his hand to steady both of their dicks and thrust into it, either hoping the movement would satisfy Levi or make him want to move so that he also felt good. Because for his boyfriend, that was important! Mutual feelings, and so on; that had to work both ways.

Seeing as his hand was now preoccupied and his hips were moving, he kept nudging into Levi's body. The odd sound of skin slapping against skin and his solo and increasingly rapid pants and moans felt foreign in the quiet room. It was like he needed to be drunk to do this and the alarming stillness of Levi and their surroundings made him all that much more sober.

He ducked his head down to kiss Levi, only able to peck him on the bottom lip. When he tried leaning forward, his other arm that was supporting him buckled and he ended up toppling onto Levi with his hand jammed between their bodies and Levi had the breath pushed out of him. Eren's eyes bulged in horror.

"I'm so sorry sir!"

Eren scrambled to sit up on his knees, but his knee caps caught onto the skin of Levi's ass. Levi only grinded his teeth together at the pain, peeling one eye open to glower at Eren, glancing downwards for a split second.

"You're still erect."

Eren bashfully ran his hand through his hair, then realized it was his dirty hand and lamely took it out, placing it by his side. He crossed his legs, facing Levi's horizontal body (and also his not so horizontal erection).

"Whatever. Let's just switch if you're going to be like that." If Eren had puppy dog ears, they'd have drooped to the sides of his head at the scolding.

"Sorry." he mumbled and made his way to lie in Levi's place.

The other man flipped their positions without any haste and immediately wrapped his hand around Eren's cock, using the pre-cum as a lubricant that had Eren jolting, twitching and writhing in the sheets. His hand kept moving in a steady pace that Eren knew would make him go delirious, and soon.

His position over Eren, with his hand holding himself steady allowed his shallow breaths to wash over Eren , basking him in Levi's scent of a musk that he couldn't quite label, couldn't decide whether he liked it or not, but it somehow aroused him anyway. His member swelled and throbbed in Levi's grip, his own hips now lifting up to meet Levi's thrusting hand.

"F-fuuuuck. That, ah, feels really good Levi Heichou… Sir. A-aren't you going to tuh-touch your..self?"

Levi was so close to him, their chests were swapping beads of sweat and it had Eren mad with the desire to attack Levi's mouth again. He licked the inside of his own mouth, eyes closing when he didn't hear Levi's answer.

At first, when he started moaning repeatedly, he tried to stifle it. But then Levi's hand increased its speed when all that came out were gargling sounds, faster until the sounds properly made their way out his mouth -was Levi making sounds?- oh yes, yes, yes. His noises were low and deep grunts and breathy sighs that made Eren squirm against the cotton sheets and made the inside of his stomach feel ticklish and jittery. His cold pre-cum on Levi's hand hit against his pelvis and Eren's mouth formed an O shape, so close, not quite there yet, but so close.

"L-Levi please, touch yourself for me. Kiss me. Please, just do something, I can't reach you if you don't lean down-"

As though he'd been waiting for permission, Levi quickly lowered his chest onto Eren's, knowing he'd have to bear the pain for a while. Levi hid his face in the crook of Eren's neck, black hair tickling his jaw, hips jolting when he felt Levi's cock rubbing and sliding against the underside of his, his slender hand fisting them both. It was getting hard to breath, but somehow that just intensified the weightless feeling he wanted, the one he'd been waiting for.

Levi came before he did, and as soon as he finished rolling out his orgasm, he lifted his hand away, before seeing Eren's still hard arousal that was even more erect now that he knew exactly what Levi sounded like when he came; a choked sob that was completely unlike his usual stoic manner.

His eyes were wide and feral looking as they met Eren's. Red lips open and panting brokenly, until one pant was just a heavy but satisfied sounding sigh. Not taking his eyes off Eren, he moved his hand back to Eren's cock and the sensation of his fingers gliding over the sensitive skin there was just as intense as it was before. Eren felt his face distort and pulse in pleasure, his hips gyrated against Levi's friction, anything for that feeling, more, he wanted more-

His voice was unrecognizably shaky. "Kiss me Levi, p-please just kiss me. I need it."

Levi retreated from his neck and yanked Eren's head up so quickly that Eren was sure that Levi intended to break his neck, but he only slammed their lips together roughly, much more powerfully than before, and he was kissing Eren with a fervour that seemed misplaced in such a man.

Levi's tongue felt like a sponge of sorts. A similar feeling to his own like when he rolled the muscle inside his mouth, only this, this is much more intoxicating. Reaching every area of the inside of his mouth, crashing into his most sensitive areas until Eren was yelping into his mouth, mind a messy haze, his balls tightened and he was finally seeing white and his hips are jolting this way and that, into Levi's smooth hand.

He opened his eyes after a few beats. There was some kind of swelling in his chest as Levi gazed into his eyes with pink cheeks, a swelling that rose upwards like heat in a cold room. Made him feel giddy and loved and wonderful.

There needed to be words to tell Levi how he felt, words that would let Levi feel them too, so that Levi understood how much this moment meant to him.

Only, Eren had a headache. Probably from pushing his arousal through too much. It quite often happened after he jerked off. Levi was trying to find a cloth to wipe his hand with, telling Eren not to move so that nothing spilled from his stomach. Eren's eyebrows twitched in surprise. He came that much? No wonder his cum got onto his shirt the other day. The air seemed colder after Levi left the room to go into the bathroom and Eren sneezed loudly, shivering on top of the bed covers. Levi would make him change the sheets, huh. He might kick him out too…

Then again, they were boyfriends, right? So he shouldn't be that harsh…

Levi returned and hovered over him with a damp cloth, first moving to clean the sweat from his brow that had him sighing in relief, then onto his stained stomach.

"You never entered me." Levi stated plainly, glimpsing at Eren from the corner of his eyes. Eren simply shrugged, toes curling a little in embarrassment. Levi sure had a way with words…

"I don't think I was ready for that, sir. Besides, what if I had collapsed on you again? You'd get hurt." he grinned impishly from beneath brown bangs, revelling in that familiar but eternally odd and weightless feeling that hugs his heart tightly. It was like an orgasm, but in his chest! And… more romantic. From the tender look in Levi's eyes, Eren guessed he must feel the same.

"After all, I'm delicate with anything that's important to me."

Levi ducked his head minutely, pausing before he returned the cloth to the bathroom. "Why do you keep saying that." he muttered, almost growling out the question said as a statement.

Eren sat up and tilted his head, searching Levi's half hidden face. This was… something similar to what happened before, wasn't it? When Levi was under the potion, he got all shy when Eren was asking him questions… Maybe Hanji was right, and that really had been the real Levi, but a Levi who was completely exposed.

He reached out to touch Levi's silky neck, leaning into his enveloping presence and touching his faintly dusted cheek with the back of his fingers. Eren might have his lover naked right in front of him, but there would always be more to expose underneath all the layers and walls that he created each day.

"Mmm… It's true, sir."

Eren did end up staying the night (and changing the sheets), which Levi told him was to avoid suspicion once again. The elite soldiers would be fine with it, Levi told him, but he reckoned that Erwin might not be. Eren wasn't really sure why, but decided not to ask, due to the dark look on Levi's face as he told him.

That would be his new mission to keep him entertained; find out what the hell had gone on between Levi and Erwin. They fell asleep side by side on the narrow bed. Eren's eyes were heavy and aching as he waited for Levi to fall asleep. He subtly wrapped an arm around his slender (still bare!) waist and swiftly followed into slumber.

He woke up to a youthful corporal face, with Levi's eyebrows smoothed out so that he wasn't scowling. Eren had to touch him to make sure he wasn't dreaming. The sunlight shining directly onto his face helped reassure him that he wasn't dreaming (well, not anymore, thanks to the sunrise and the unclosed curtains).

He did let his mind wonder though, wondering what the hell couples actually did and if he should attempt to recreate a date here at the castle. Aahh. See. This was why soldiers weren't supposed to be in relationships. It got them distracted and turned them all soft.

Even so… the sunlit, peaceful face Levi wore as he slept was something Eren thought would be worth it. He kissed Levi's nose, right on the bit where it turned red, and Levi's eyes instantly opened and flickered between his. Eren's mouth pulled down at the corners in fear as he was scrutinized.

Eventually Levi let out a breath onto Eren's mouth that now needed to feel Levi's against it, leaving his mind blank for a second.

"Morning, brat."

Eren turned his face into the white pillow bashfully, fighting a lopsided grin and the desire to squirm. "Morning, Heichou."

Levi had his face squashed into the pillow and he lifted his arms to cuddle it, closing his eyes blissfully. Walls! It was cute! Why was Eren's lower half responding to it?!

"Last night was really good." he blurted.

The entirety of Levi's body froze rigid and his eyes shot open. What a way to react… Did... Did Levi regret kind-of-but-not-really having sex with him?

A little while later after they showered and dressed in sombre silence, they ate breakfast in the dining hall. Gunther handed him a plate on a tray and cup of liquid as usual then moved to sit down beside Erd. Eren was tempted to mime a heart shape with his fingers with the two of them in the gap. Just to mock them for always being with each other. And for the time they mocked him for being overly attentive to Levi. Still, it was sweet. He went to his normal seat at the end of the table so that the others wouldn't have to sit by him.

His nostril twitched when he saw it was omelette again. It was fucking bad enough that Jean won a cooking competition for stealing his mom's recipe but for the Survey Corps to make it their apparent go-to breakfast meal? Ugh. Good thing Eren was taught to eat what he was given.

Levi sat across the table from him, and suddenly Eren remembered what he had said before about them having sex, or lack thereof at the time. So Levi thought he wouldn't be brave enough to look him in the eye? Think again, good sir!

Eren's bright green eyes blatantly stared over at Levi until they caught his, and he had to fight the urge to look away, understandably so, but he held his ground even as a smirk made its way onto his face and until Levi was the first to look away. Levi's eyes dropped to his tea, seemingly unimpressed. Maybe that was just his face though? Surely he'd know what Eren was doing.

Internally, he shrugged and set about devouring the meal in front of him; washing away his anxieties with the drink he'd been given.