A month of waiting- here's some smut. Hope ya like it ^^

Chapter Song: Jitter Doll by Lily

It had been six months, and nothing dramatic had happened to either of them during that time, which was something Levi was glad for. Eren was getting to understand him better, and the same was true the other way around, but there were times when he still thought back to those few words he'd been too sleepy to catch. It hadn't been that long since he started being okay bringing Eren into the office with him, and the rest of the staff seemed to quite enjoy the chipper brunet's company. Eren had been here so often because of Levi's schedule getting hectic that everyone knew his name and no one asked questions anymore if Eren was found randomly hanging around Levi's office like he was right now.

Turning away from his desk, Levi shot a glare at the flashing red light atop his printer. He was going to have to start asking Petra to keep more copier paper handy for him because he was sure he'd topped it up not long ago. "Stay out of trouble, okay? Got to go hunt out paper." He instructed, ruffling Eren's hair as he walked past the sofa that he was sat on, the office door closing with a click in his wake.

When his lover let the office, Eren smiled mischievously at the door and slid out of his seat across from Levi's desk. He'd been waiting the longest time to do his little 'prank' and was itching to get started. The brunet was nervous, knowing that Levi would no doubt punish him for the stunt he was about to pull, but was far too excited to not go through with it. Walking quickly over to the closet at the back of the room, he yanked of his shirt and pants as fast as possible.

Eren had been just as surprised when the paper had gone out as the older man, but it didn't take him long to figure out that it was Hanji's doing. The man's coworker had flashed him a wink and a larger grin than usual when she'd seen him earlier that morning, and the fact that they'd been conspiring with each other for months should have tipped him off sooner. He hummed as he pulled on his costume, taking his time to make sure everything was perfect. If he was correct- and he was sure he was- Levi was going to be a while searching.

"I'll need to thank her properly later..." Eren smiled, a light blush sprinkling his cheek when he saw himself in the room's mirror. Levi's going to have a heart attack. He laughed. "If only I had a camera..."

It wasn't what he expected, having to go to their reprographics office floors down and across the length of the building from his office just for a sheaf of paper, and by the way that Hanji smirked at him as he went past he had very little doubt that something was afoot and that he'd probably both ran out of paper and was unable to easily get his hands on any very much on purpose and due to some kind of tomfoolery between the bespectacled pain in the ass and Eren.

He was carefully holding the paper sheaf tucked under one arm when he got back in the office, not really paying attention as he kept up a grumbling line of thought entirely to himself, but it didn't take long for him to stop dead, eyes fixed on Eren, the paper abandoned on the desk. "Eren... Are you seriously doing this?!"

The boy nodded, walking to the door and locking it behind him. Luckily for him, Levi's office was one of the few on the floor without windows. If he remembered correctly it was because they'd remodeled it from an old library, but it didn't really matter at that moment. Lace scrunched up in his hands as he bit his lips, eyes looking at anywhere but the man. "You don't like it?" He feigned hurt, pouting.

It had actually been Armin's idea. The idea of dressing up as a French maid for Levi hadn't really crossed the brunet's mind until his friend had said it jokingly last Halloween. Eren didn't really mind, himself. It felt strange- the pantyhose and garter belt clung to his skin in a weird way, but the frills of lace were surprisingly soft. The black Mary Jane heels were a bit uncomfortable, but Hanji had forced him to practice using them so he was steady on his feet.

Levi paused to try to remember how to breathe again, letting out a long, deliberately spaced breath intended to calm himself as he forced himself to keep his hands on the desk for a moment or two. There was any hope of getting his backlog of work cleared - although he supposed he could let the brat off because he'd finished the report he needed for today so technically what Eren was doing wasn't disturbing him too much.

The problem was that seeing Eren dressed up like that, the black and white layers of fabric slightly mussed where Eren had been messing with them in his nervousness, was causing somewhat of a failure when it came to trying to think about anything other than the brunet in front of him. He'd even gone to the length of putting heels on. Eren's hurt little pout made him sigh, not wanting him to feel like the gesture wasn't wanted when the opposite was true. He crossed the room, tilting Eren's face to meet his own with fingers gently framing his jawline, and gave him the kind of deep, slow kiss he knew would make him melt against the door.

"Yes, I like it." he replied, voice warm but rough with a blend of simple affection and sheer lust. "I like it a little too much, and given that we're at work, that might be a problem."

Eren's eyes brightened and he grinned, wrapping his arms around the other man and switching their positions so he could sit on the desk. As much as he like how nice the heels made his legs look, the height difference was awkward, and he knew it'd be better if he was more on his lover's level. He sighed a bit when Levi pulled away, licking his lips. "You finished your report for the day, and I don't think anyone's going to question if the boss wants to take a little break. Besides, I spent so much time testing this out with Hanji..."

The boy's smile wavered for a second as he recalled all of the 'testing' Hanji had put into the plan. The woman had spent a good deal of time banging around and making noise to see if they would be able to be heard when the door was shut, and he was relieved to find out just how hard it was. Eren was only able to hear a thump at best when he didn't have his ear pressed to the wall, and Armin, who'd insisted on tagging along for the endeavor, hadn't even realized was she was doing until he'd walked in on it. Eren nipped at the older man's jaw before nuzzling the crook of his neck. "Your office is almost completely sound proof by the way."

It was hard to pretend that he wasn't interested, even if he'd had the intention to do so. Which for the record, he hadn't. He just didn't really want to think about Eren and Hanji goading each other through the process of somehow testing how soundproof his office was. The momentary falter to Eren's smile before his face was pressed into his neck and out of sight made Levi mirror the troubled look for a few seconds before he realized that he was trying not to think about it too. Knowing Hanji for the high energy ball of craziness that she was he couldn't really blame the kid for it either. Especially given the importance of right now.

"And how long have you been planning to spring this on me?" Levi asked, the slight tremble to his voice giving away just how much he was having to reel himself in if the tight grip he had on the desk wasn't. "I hope you're ready for the consequences."

His voice was muffled when he spoke, and Eren shivered with Levi's threat. "U-um, we've been planning this for about f-four months now?" It wasn't the full truth, but he wasn't about to embarrass himself by telling the older man that he'd thought about it briefly once before when they'd first started dating. The only difference was that he'd never even dreamed about jumping the man at work. But Hanji and Armin had ignited the need to prank him, and the fact that Levi had been called in to work for an emergency a few weeks earlier on Valentine's Day had him seeking revenge.

Eren snuggled deeper into Levi's chest to get as close as he could, wrapping his legs tightly around his waist to pull the older man flush against him. Wiggling his hips to balance on the edge of the wooden desk helped, but he huffed in frustration when it didn't work as much as he wanted it to. The brunet licked his lips before attacking his lover's neck, sucking and biting his way up the man's jaw. His hands roamed along Levi's chest, unbuttoning his dress shirt to get access to skin, and he chuckled softly when the other stiffened against him. Eren nipped at the Levi's bottom lip before meeting his eyes and biting his lip playfully. "Are you mad at me, Corporal?"

Four months. The fact that Hanji had managed to keep quiet about this that long on its own was little short of a miracle, but he supposed the scheming brat might have only sought Hanji out at the last second, preventing the likelihood of him finding out earlier simply because of there being less time available for her to let anything slip in her excitement. He could only guess that not being around on Valentines had hit Eren harder than he'd let on at the time - since surely this was revenge for something, and he hadn't done anything else he could think of that qualified being jumped at work.

And having Eren on his desk holding him close while showing no small amount of bravery, given how he was dressed, in pinning him there with his legs and then proceeding to test his limits further with his soft touches and the playful nip at his bottom lip was definitely a well thought out form of revenge. Of course he'd have the nerve to ask if Levi was mad at him for it.

Mad that he was being so easily wound up, left shivering and reactive in Eren's tight hold for a change instead of it being the other way around, perhaps. Mad at him? Never.

"No, I'm not mad. But that doesn't mean you're not treading on very thin ice of a particular kind, Pup." He leant forward, the pet-name a quiet hum against Eren's mouth before he set about devouring it, intending that the kiss would be deep enough to leave Eren a panting, flushed mess as his hands slid slowly up from the desk and down the brunet's legs till they were just far enough under the skirt to tease at Eren's hipbones. When he pulled back, his voice was low and hungry. "Very thin ice indeed."

Eren whimpered against Levi's mouth, the older man's breath hot against his skin. He shivered with the soft touches of his lover's fingers, and his legs started to tremble as they slid down to rest on the other's hips. The brunet knew that he had crossed a boundary, but he was excited for the outcome, and the erection leaking against his silk panting was a testament to that. "Levi..."

Eren's soft whimper lit fire through his veins like little else could. It was vaguely amusing that he'd had the confidence to do this, but that all it took was a few gentle touches to get him shivering with desire.

"Hm?" Levi prompted, sliding Eren's skirt further up so he could brush the pads of his fingers playfully over the lace forming a flimsy barrier between his touch and Eren's skin, skimming the brunet's navel at first before tracing slowly further down to close around his erection, giving him a few teasing strokes. "I suppose I should reward you for being so brave, really..." he mused, nuzzling at Eren's neck a little.

The brunet's voice hitched when he felt the other man's teeth on his flesh, and his nails dug harder into Levi's chest. Moaning loudly, one hand snaked its way up to cup his lover's jaw and he closed his eyes. "I-I think I might love you." Eren tightened his embrace, his cheeks turning a darker shade of red at the confession as he hid his face from view. Even thought they'd been together for a while now, he'd never purposefully said the words out loud. He didn't regret it in the least, but a voice in the back of his head scolded him for not making the moment more private.

Eren could have picked a more suitable moment for the confession, the words almost muffled in his shoulder as the brunet hid his flushed face in his shoulder. Levi's motions paused, heat building in his own cheeks as he leant back a little, the tips of his fingers easing under Eren's jaw to tip his head up so that he could meet his eyes.

"Only 'think'?" he asked, frowning a little as a sliver of doubt dug at him. He didn't want Eren to be saying these things because he felt he had to. It had only been a few months, after all. "If you're not sure, you shouldn't pressure yourself to say something you don't mean. Especially if it's just because you think it's what I want to hear from you."

Pulling back with a frown, Eren forced the shakiness from his voice. "No. I'm sure." He shook his head before kissing Levi's jaw, a smile creeping back onto his face as his nipped and whispered into the older man's ear. "I wanted to tell you on Valentine's actually, but somebody left before I got the chance." He chuckled, leaning back to look Levi in the eyes and take in his reaction. "I love you, Levi."

Levi's smile softened further, his previous moment of doubt completely banished and the single-minded lust tempered down into fierce affection. Eren wasn't the only one who had noticed his attachment intensify but he was the kind of person who didn't like putting names to these feelings. As soon as he did, the other person tended to disappoint him. Or leave. Or worse still, what they had slowly flickered to nothing but awkwardness and misplaced attempts to recapture a depth of feeling that could no longer be returned to. He didn't want that to happen with Eren.

"Well, somebody will have to make it up to you, won't he?" he replied, resting his forehead against Eren's. "I love you too, Eren."

Eren licked his lips before pressing a hungry kiss to Levi's mouth. His teeth scraped along the other man's bottom lip, and he moaned loudly when Levi returned the intensity of it. The brunet's hips wiggled to the edge, and he slid off, his heel clacking on the wooden floor. Eren growled, harshly pushing Levi's jacket off his shoulders before tangling his fingers in his shirt and dragging him over to the couch on the other side of the room. The brunet had half a mind to pull the man on top of him, but the urge to straddle him took over, and he climbed on top of him the second Levi sat down.

Levi was left with no defense against the speed at which Eren managed to reverse their positions so quickly- not that he was complaining over having Eren in his lap. It didn't mean he was going to let him have this all his own way, though, he'd been lenient for entirely too long.

"Heh, that's cute." He murmured the words against Eren's lips before sinking his teeth into Eren's bottom lip and tugging just enough to make him hiss and squirm. "Are you the one being the boss today?" His hands ran slowly down Eren's arms, curving around his front to slide down to a stop against his thighs, pinning him still as he smirked up the brunet, almost daring him to see what happened if he tried to say yes.

Cocking his head to the side and raising an eyebrow, Eren rolled his eyes, continuing to unbutton Levi's dress shirt slowly. "Oh, no, Mr. Ackerman. I'd never try to do that." When the older man's shirt was completely undone, the brunet took his time kissing up and down his chest before rolling off of his lap completely to walk over to the closet where he had hidden his clothes. Pulling out the Swiffer duster that he used at home, he walked over to the bookshelves and began to clean.

Eren had thought about using an old feather one that Armin had found to complete the look, but he knew how much his lover cared about cleanliness, and thought the older man would appreciate it more if he actually cleaned while he was there. His tone slipped into a casual one as he tried his best to hide just how aroused he was and bent over to dust the bottom books. "You've seemed very stressed out recently, Mr. Ackerman. Has something been on your mind?" He worked his way up the shelves, making sure he got everything thoroughly clean. "Is there anything I can do?"

"Stressed, yes... that's one way of putting it..." Levi trailed off, feeling slightly cold due to the AC given that Eren hadn't exactly tugged his shirt closed when he up and left to a surprisingly up-to-standard job of cleaning his book shelf. And a definitely up-to-standard job of making his throat dry at the eyeful of lace under his skirt that was displayed as he bent over.

Standing, he crossed the room over to his desk, sweeping his fingers across the surface to check for dust he already knew was nowhere on the wood. "You can come over here." He hadn't played with Eren like this, not for a while, and oh had he missed it. "I think my desk is dirtier than those books." Or it was about to be.

"Oh? Alrighty then..." Twirling the duster in between his fingers, Eren made his way over to the desk knowing Levi was lying, but not caring one bit. He liked playing the games with the older man, and while he rarely ever won them, they were well worth it. Stepping in front of his lover, Eren's gaze met Levi's and he smiled teasingly before wiping his finger along the top of the desk. It came out clean-not that he was expecting anything different, really, but he took the chance to push off the business card holder on the edge of it. Gasping dramatically, the brunet bent over the desk to look at the mess he'd made and not so subtly stick his butt in the air. "Oh, no. I guess I'll have to clean that up too."

Levi watched his little attempt at playing up to his role with amusement, not being subtle at all about settling down in his desk chair and then leaning forward to take in the spectacular view that was Eren Jaeger practically on all fours for him.

He wasn't going to give Eren the chance, faking haughtiness. "You're not supposed to be making more of a mess, Jaeger." he replied, motioning for Eren to straighten up again as he eyed every movement. "You can clean that up later, after I'm done with you. Bend over, since you are actually good at that, at least, and put your hands on the desk where they can't cause any more trouble."

Happy that he was finally going to get the attention he wanted, but willing to push his luck, Eren sat in Levi's lap again and hummed. "And what exactly are you going to do to me, Mr. Ackerman?" Following his orders as much as he was going to, the brunet put his hands on the desk, wiggling his him down for more friction. He moaned loudly, attempting to mess with the man under him, and when he felt Levi stiffen, he grinned. "If anything, I think I deserve a reward, sir. I mean, I did come all the way here to help with your stress..."

Levi hadn't been expecting Eren to pull that type of move on him, the utter brat, unable to help himself tensing up as he felt Eren squirm in his lap, pushing back against him and moaning when he knew Levi couldn't get enough of the way he sounded while breathless and turned on. Still, he could get his own revenge.

"Oh, you do, hmm?" He leant up, pushing Eren off his lap so that he was stood up properly while he remained in his comfy office chair, his hands trailing over Eren's thighs in appreciation before gently kneading at his ass through the lacy underwear he'd obviously picked out particularly to drive him mad. "Well, unluckily for you I'd unwind more easily by seeing you squirm than rewarding you, Jaeger. I hope for your sake the walls are soundproof, otherwise everyone outside is going to find out what you sound like when you're too desperate to be fucked to care who hears you begging." The duster Eren had abandoned to flatten his hands against the desk was held up to his mouth in a silent order, then, so that he could grip it between his teeth and bite down if he needed to in order to at least try and keep quiet as Levi eased his underwear down out of the way, his thumbs snapping the elastic against Eren's skin briefly in an effort to tease.

Eyes widening in a mixture of worry and arousal, Eren bit down on the plastic and shivered. The sting from the elastic made him breathe in sharply, and his heart beat faster in anticipation as he looked over his shoulder to meet the other's gaze. Levi had an evil look in his eyes- one Eren only saw when he was about to be turned into a whimpering mess- and the brunet closed his eyes, forcing himself to relax. Tensing up would only make whatever was about to happen worse. The handle in his mouth kept him from his nervous habit of chewing on his lips, and his nails dug into the desk's wood to compensate. A large part of him just wanted to be touched, to feel Levi's skin on his in any way possible, but he forced himself to not thrust backwards.

Able to feel the shiver that ran through Eren as he turned to glance over his shoulder at him, Levi eyed the white-knuckle tension with which Eren gripped at the desk and his smirk curved wider, his gaze something the kind of heated and wicked he usually reserved for his more sadistic nights in with the brunet as he held his wide-eyed stare.

He knew that what Eren wanted more than anything else right now was to feel his hands against his skin, to feel him doing anything at all. His breath fanned out hot against the nape of Eren's neck as he leant over him, deliberately grinding against him where he wanted the contact most as his hand flattened against Eren's hip to ensure that even if he wanted to lean forward to get himself away from the stimulation he had nowhere to go.

"Stay still, Pup. You're going to be good for me, aren't you?" he instructed, mock thoughtfulness in his tone as he couldn't help but slip into his habitual way of referring to Eren when he was laid out for him like this. "Impatient brats don't get what they want, after all."

Nodding quickly, Eren whimpered and finally let himself push back into the other man's warmth. The contact was so worth the annoying itch of the dress on his skin, but he knew it'd be even better when it was off completely so he made the decision to stop with the game and do what Levi wanted. He wasn't completely lying about his little stunt being to help the man's tension after all. It wasn't the entire reason, but Levi hadn't quite been himself recently, and Eren thought that a little fun might help among other things.

Eren let his make shift gag fall onto the desk as he opened his mouth, and his breath hitched as Levi continued to talk. His nickname had him practically melting onto the floor, if Levi's contact hadn't done it enough before, but he somehow managed to keep his groans down and stay standing. Holding onto the desk helped, but he knew that he wouldn't be able to stay up for long wearing the damned heels. "Whatever you want, Corporal. I'll be good..."

Levi's smile grew a little softer, knowing Eren must be uncomfortable given that the outfit was designed for window-dressing rather than prolonged use, but that didn't stop him methodically replacing Eren's makeshift gag after the brunet let it fall in order to talk to him. Kissing the back of Eren's neck, he tapped his thigh. "Take the heels off. As attractive as they are, we can't have your legs giving out halfway through."

He waited for Eren to comply before his thumbs started to trace tiny circles against his inner thighs, almost at his sit spots where his legs ended and the curve of his butt cheeks began. His favorite places to spank till they were the kind of blotchy red-purple when Eren didn't want to be able to sit without feeling the sting of the marks that had been left in Levi's wake the night before. Although he doubted the brunet would admit it to anyone else he had taken to Levi's particular kinks like a duck to water and was usually a joy to experiment with each and every time.

"Don't think I'm going to let you get away with what you were doing earlier, Pup." he murmured, surprisingly affectionate to say what he was about to do. Eren would be feeling this for a while. "Making a mess of yourself and my office just to get attention merits a little punishment, don't you think?"

Eren would've been lying through his teeth if he said that being gagged like that didn't frustrate him a little bit, but it had its perks, and he did what he was told with no complaint. He knew Levi was asking him questions knowing he wouldn't be able to respond properly, but he did his best anyways, nodding his head and whimpering softly against his gag. The brunet was grateful when the older man gave him permission to remove the pumps, and he sat down cautiously on Levi's lap, testing the waters. When he wasn't reprimanded or pushed, away, he unfastened the buckles quickly. After he'd finished he stood back up with a sigh and leaned back over the desk, closing his eyes to wait for his punishment.

Levi's mind went to a normally locked drawer of his desk that he had left well alone for a long, long time, but he pushed the thought away again after a few second. He was being a tad hypocritical teasing Eren for jumping him at work when he'd been in Eren's position himself so often while still in his previous relationship - but Eren didn't know much about that. They had talked about it, loosely, but pretty much all Eren knew about Erwin was his name and the fact that it was him who had initially introduced Levi to most of the things they did now.

His soft whimper caught Levi's attention again and he chuckled. He wasn't going to strip Eren off because he rather enjoyed seeing him in the outfit. He could carefully push the layers of skirt out of the way, though, shifting his weight a little to the side of Eren so that when the first of several hard, fast spanks connected with Eren's skin he could put full power behind it. He had no intention of going too hard, though, only wanting to see the tanned expanse flushed a sensitive red before getting up to what else he had planned.

When the first hit connected, the brunet let out a surprised yelp and bit down harder on the duster handle to keep from screaming out at full volume. He knew from his testing with Hanji and Armin that he could make as much noise as he wanted and no one would hear him, but on some level, being gagged made the pain more pleasurable. It was one of the kinks that the older man had introduced him too, and it had come in handy many a time in the months that they'd been dating. He almost wished he'd thought of it before they'd officially started their relationship, because even now, Armin liked to bring up how loud the brunet was their '1st' night together, on the phone.

Each hit stung more than the last, but like always, he wasn't too harsh, and he gave Eren enough time to recover between each one. His eyes watered with the pain, but it wasn't bad enough to use the safe word, and he let out a muffled whine when Levi finally stopped. Not being very patient, Eren spit out the gag for what he hoped was the last time and turned around to wrap his arms around the other man's arms. "I know I'm being punished, but I could really use a few or more kisses right now..."

Eren smiled warmly down at the other man before speaking, licking his lips. "Much. I swear, you spoil me with your kisses..." He eyed the ribbon for a moment, eyebrows furrowing in confusion for only a moment before he disregarded it to cup Levi's jaw. Leaning forward, he captured the older man's mouth with his own, nipping at his bottom lip. His fingers found themselves tangling in Levi's hair, and he moaned against him, closing his eyes to take it all in. Pulling back, he let his lips trail kisses along the man's jaw and down his neck. "But I'm not complaining."

Eren's small look of confusion as he eyed the ribbon spiked no small amount of amusement in him. He'd probably not like it so much when he found out what it was actually for. Levi tilted his head slightly to make more space for Eren as he felt his lips connect against his neck, letting out a low hum of content.

"I should think you know better than to complain by now." he replied softly, fingers pressing against the red handprints decorating the tops of Eren's thighs. Hearing Eren complain was usually something he responded to by teasing him more, not less.

"Pfff," The brunet tried to hold back his laugh, but it didn't work, and he ended up chuckling into the crook of his lover's neck. "That hasn't stopped me before though, has it?" Eren leaned back to look Levi in the eyes before kissing him gently on the side of the mouth and sliding off of his lap. As much as he wanted to take it slow, he knew that if they didn't hurry up, Hanji would get impatient and find some way to ruin the mood. Leaning over the desk, Eren looked over his shoulder and blushed. "Now are you going to fuck me or not?"

Despite the fact Eren was essentially laughing at him, he couldn't help the small chuckle that came from him as Eren slid out of his lap and laid himself across the desk. A tempting sight if he'd ever seen one.

"If you give me that tone again, I'm going to put leash on you and show you off around the office, stockings and all." he threatened, smirking at the thought even if he wouldn't actually go through with it. They'd probably get as far as the door just to make Eren bite his lip and squirm before he let him off. "I think you could have phrased that question a little better, Pup. Maybe with a please in there somewhere." His ribbon-twined hand pressed in the small of Eren's back anyway, hiking the skirt up out of the way so that he could take in all the red marks he'd left against Eren's skin, the other teasing the soft skin at the top of his inner thighs. He knew they risked things by taking it slow, but he still wanted to play with Eren a little more.

The younger man knew Levi was bluffing about leading him through the office- there was no way he'd risk his job or humiliate Eren in that way as a punishment, but he wasn't going to call him on it. The brunet thought it would be better to just play along, albeit a little daring considering his position. His breath hitched when the ruffles of fabric were removed and the cool air hit his tender skin. Pouting, Eren batted his lashes dramatically and wiggled his hips in the air. He could feel the other man's eyes on him, and he shivered, crossing his legs as much as he could standing. "Please, Levi?"

"Better." It didn't take all that long to nudge Eren's legs apart with one of his feet so that he could get between them, his hips pressing against the back of Eren's to nudge him a little harsher against the desk. The thin layer provided by his underwear all that acted as a barrier between the two of them now, the weight of his hand keeping Eren from straightening up not preventing him from arching as Levi took the opportunity to deliberately grind against him, wanting to hear him say it again just from the teasing before he got him any louder, because once he went from that to fucking Eren in earnest he wasn't going to make him wait all that long before just saying please turned into cries of it.

Groaning from the friction, Eren let his eyes close and rutted back, cursing that the panties were still on him. The pressure from Levi holding him down was nice but not nearly enough contact to do anything but frustrate him further, and as the other man moved against him a low whimper left his throat. It was a pitiful sound, one that darkened his already red cheeks, but Eren was couldn't find it in him to care when all he could think about was the older man fucking him into the desk. "P-please?"

Biting his lip to hold back a groan of his own as Eren bucked back against him, looking just shy of the perfect hot, frustrated mess over his desk, he nodded. The fingers that weren't keeping Eren flat to the desk soon lubricated enough thanks to the spare container in his desk drawer and slowly, playfully circling and pressing against Eren's flushed, twitching hole without quite entering him properly, both their respective sets of underwear pushed down out of the way to facilitate the movement. "Well, aren't you polite." he murmured, tone lusty and mock-thoughtful as he pressed one finger inside him slowly. "Then again, you know how to be good when you want something, don't you?"

He could feel as Levi's finger entered him, and the brunet hissed through clenched teeth at the pleasurable sting. The older man was taking his sweet time toying with him, and he knew it, but Eren was having none of it now that he was so close to getting what he had been wanting for months. He pushed back harshly to get them deeper into him, and chewing on his lips, he forced down whatever sarcastic comeback was clawing its way up his throat. "I'm not going to break, Corporal." Well, at least he tried to keep them down.

"I know." Levi replied, quite happy to watch Eren squirm against the desk as a second finger joined the first and then they both curled together and pressed up, going for where he remembered the brunet's prostate to be and teasing against the spot mercilessly when he found it. "Not unless I want you to."

"F-Fuck." Panting, Eren's eyes went wide as the other man brushed his prostate, and he let out a surprised scream. The older man seemed to always know where it was, never failing to find it almost immediately and drive him insane. His backed tried to arch, but Levi was still holding him down, and no matter how hard he struggled, his lover kept a firm grasp. The brunet's cock twitched when Levi continued talking, and his hand snuck down under the frills to release some of its tension as he moaned. "O-oh my, god."

Levi let out a quiet inhale, Eren's pleasured sounds coiling him tight with sheer lust and half reducing him to breathy panting too as he watched the brunet come apart on his fingers. Releasing his grip on Eren's back, he tutted as he noticed Eren trying to get some form of release by rutting into his own hand under the skirt.

"I don't think so, Eren." His voice was rich and low as he pulled Eren's hand away. Now he'd find out what the ribbon was for, the fingers working him to his breaking point receding and leaving him empty so that Levi could secure the ribbon around the base of his cock, tight enough to prevent him from coming till Levi wanted him to. "You get to work for it a little first."

He was expecting Levi to keep him from touching himself, but the ribbon tied around him was a whole other thing, and Eren's eyes flew open when he felt it being tied around his cock. The brunet wanted to cry out in disagreement, and he did, tears threatening to flow and eyes burning. He kept them at bay, though, knowing that if he really wasn't comfortable, Levi wouldn't push the issue. Eren knew that he'd get his release eventually. "More..."

"Hm? Say it a little louder, Pup." Levi teased, having made sure that Eren was ready for any level of escalation before he got to this point, kissing Eren's neck as he repeated the earlier motion of grinding against him teasingly without actually entering him. "I don't think I heard you..."

"Levi, you're more of a little shit than me, I swear to God." Eren groaned, grinding back into the other man's hips. He was panting, breath hitching when Levi's mouth pressed against his skin, "Fuck. P-please..."

Levi chuckled, biting down on the spot he'd kissed as he lined himself up and stopped teasing, not stopping the slow push forward of his hips until he was deep enough inside Eren to feel every minute little shiver, hissing against his shoulder at the tight heat enveloping him but wanting to let Eren adjust. "There... better, Pup?" he asked, his voice husky and hitching over the nickname.

Eyes widening, Eren's grip on the desk tightened as Levi entered him, and he let out a hiss with the friction. When he'd adjusted enough, he rocked his hips to let the other man know that it was okay for him to move and sighed when the pain became more bearable. "Mmm... you can move now." The brunet could feel his lover pick up the pace and closed his eyes to focus on the feeling of being filled.

"Can I? Oh good." Levi drawled, nailing Eren hard and fast as he kept him pressed against the desk, leaning a little to nuzzle against him.

Eren sighed, content to let the older man have his way, so long as his lover kept up moving, and he let out a loud moan when Levi finally hit his prostate. The ribbon around his cock was driving him crazy, and if he thought he could get away with it, it would've been off him in a second and thrown as far away as possible. He was trying to wrap his head around how he could convince Levi to release him from it when the man slid his hands onto his hips and he lost whatever had been forming in his head.

Hearing Eren panting and moaning, clearly getting somewhat close to completely debauched wasn't exactly making it easy for him to keep himself under control. He kept a grip on Eren's hip so that he didn't have to slow his thrusts down before moving his other hand, fingers teasing at the bow on the ribbon as if he was considering taking it off. "Do you think you deserve it yet, Eren? Maybe if you persuade me I'll take it off."

He couldn't help it. A pathetic whimper found its way out of his throat, and before he even realized what he was doing, the brunet sucked in a breath and let out a shaky whine. "P-please, Corporal. I'll do a-anything." Eren didn't know how else to persuade Levi in his position, and quite frankly, he didn't even want to try and think up a plan. He was too caught up in the pleasure.

Knowing from the shaking quality to Eren's voice that he wasn't going to get the poor kid much more desperate than this, Levi made a soft murmur of agreement amid his own quiet, half-stifled moans.

"I'll hold you to that later." he promised, fingertips tugging at the ribbon to remove it all in one go at the same time as rapidly increasing his pace, making sure to maintain the angle of his thrusts so that he was still brushing Eren's prostate, the desk rattling a little underneath them with the force of Eren's movement.

Mouth dropping open, Eren couldn't help but buck his hips when he felt Levi's fingers brushed lightly against his aching erection as he pulled off the ribbon. It fluttered to the floor, but Eren was too preoccupied to give a damn, knowing that he'd find it later. When the other man quickened his pace, the brunet's legs started to shake, and he dug his nails deeper into the wood as he tried to keep himself standing, grateful that Levi was helping. Eren was close, they both knew it, and his breathing became more erratic when he finally came, groaning when it splattered onto the frills pooled in front of him.

Eren tensing up and shuddering against the desk as he came was just enough to tip Levi past the edge of his self-control too, Eren's name a quiet, languid moan as he kept up the movements of his hips until they were both fully spent. It wasn't more than a few moments after collecting himself against the urge to just go lax against Eren long enough to ease out of him and set about cleaning them both up before he nudged Eren into turning over, humming contentedly against his lips as they kissed, just enjoying the quiet afterglow moment. "You're getting far too good at riling me up, Eren." he murmured, leaning back a little to hold the brunet's eyes in an affectionate stare.

Letting out a tired giggle, the brunet leaned forward to place a tender peck on his lover's cheek before getting on his knees to clean up the fallen cards. He let out a low groan at the ache that shot through his hips, but it was bearable. He'd had worse, and Eren was determined to not let it be obvious of what they were doing behind closed doors. "I see no downside to that."

When he finished up picking up the mess on the floor, he walked over to the closet and grabbed his bag, stripping out of the soiled dress and panties to put on something more appropriate. The clean jeans and t-shirt were way more comfortable than the costume he'd been wearing prior, and now that the brunet was able to keep his thoughts on one track, the nagging at the back of his head that had been ignored previously was finding its way back. He knew he should probably wait to bring it up, but Eren was never one to hold back his thoughts. A weariness he hadn't felt since they'd first started dating laced his tone. "So...um...was I that obvious?"

Once Eren moved away Levi rapidly set about getting himself back to a more presentable state too, carefully rearranging anything that had been disturbed on his desk back to its proper place. Eren's sudden change of tone made him look up, raising one eyebrow a little. "That you were going to try something at work, you mean?"

Biting his lip, Eren nodded, sliding onto the couch with a plop. "Mhm. I mean you had the stuff already at your desk and everything. I'd be lying if I said it took me a little off guard. I thought I had been pretty sneaky about it too..."

"No, Eren, I didn't know." he replied, smiling a little as he left his desk and crossed to sit next to Eren on the couch. "So thank you for the surprise. It was a very good one."

It was more of a request for attention than just a surprise, he supposed, but he thoroughly enjoyed giving Eren attention when he got the chance, so either way of looking at it didn't hurt.

Rolling his eyes, Eren leaned on and closed his eyes. He was a lot more worn out than he had thought, and the older man was warm and comforting next to him. A nap sounded just about perfect. "Mmm..." The brunet snuggled up next to Levi with a content sigh. "Are you feeling a little better then?"

Levi sunk down a little more into the couch, a quiet chuckle leaving him as his arm wrapped across Eren's shoulders and pulled him closer, holding him securely. "Yes. Tired, but better." he replied softly. "How about you? Did you enjoy getting one over on me?"

"I'll have to come up with something better next time. It was nice while it lasted though." Eren laughed. "I think you were shocked for like two seconds." He opened his eyes to look up at the older man. "Either that or you're like a god at hiding it."

The sound of Eren's laughter made Levi's smile widen, gently winding his fingers through Eren's hair in a bid to smooth it down a little. Even though it never worked.

"Oh, I was shocked, certainly." He was still going to be chuckling to himself about it for days, marveling at his brat planning something like this and then keeping up the nerve to go through with it, given that it must have been no small feat. "But you wanted to play, and I'm quite good at compartmentalizing things when it's necessary."

Sticking out his tongue, Eren grabbed Levi's free hand to intertwine their fingers and nuzzled his neck affectionately. "I have a proposal, Mr. Ackerman..." His voice was low, barely above a whisper.

A low hum of content sounded in the back of his throat as Eren nuzzled against him, Levi pushing the thought that eventually he'd have to get back to work away in favor of staying right where he was with Eren virtually in his lap. "You do, hmm... and what is it?"

Thumb rubbing circles along the back of the other's hand, Eren nibbled at Levi's jaw. "I think it would be in your best interest to take the rest of the day off and spend it with me at home." His eyes shut, and he practically purred at how nice Levi's fingers felt in his hair. He'd always been a sucker for the man playing with his hair. "They've pulled you away from me enough these past few weeks. I think they can handle an afternoon without you."

Levi shivered, still feeling a little over-sensitized from their previous activities as he tipped his head slightly away, allowing Eren more access to his neck. Everything Eren had said was true enough, he had been prioritizing his work life before his home life the last few weeks... perhaps they could survive without him... shit, Eren really had got him wrapped around his little finger. He vaguely wondered if the brunet had even noticed just how much.

"Well... maybe I could..." he replied, smirking a little.

Victory flashed in Eren's eyes, and he pressed a passionate kiss to Levi's lips, smiling against him as it deepened. His hands found their way up to cup his jaw, and he moaned softly before forcing himself to pull away, pouting at the loss of contact even though he was the one responsible for it. "I'll go say bye to Hanji while you pack up then. God knows she'll make a scene if I don't tell her the plan worked..." He shook his head, slowly standing up to walk over to the door and unlocking it.

His eyes widened when he came face to face with someone on the other side who wasn't the curious brunette. The man standing in front of him was tall and blonde, and Eren's smile wavered as he eyed him. The other man put off an air of importance, and a knowing glint in his gaze set Eren on edge. Praying that the man wasn't Levi's boss and that his boyfriend wasn't fixing to get in trouble for what they'd been doing in his office, he gave a small nod and hurried off to find Hanji.

Levi tensed almost as soon as he looked up and found that it was Erwin at the door, his mind going back to the email he'd received months ago. About people that he'd had to put behind him, once, in order to move on. Erwin was still keeping an eye on them, it seemed, and they were back now.

Had been back. Levi had been avoiding thinking about it for so long that he didn't want to start today. Not when he was going to go home and spend the afternoon with Eren, especially not when Eren paid close enough attention to him to know that something was wrong when he couldn't tell him what it was.

"Is this a social call?" Levi asked flatly. "Because you know how I feel about those."

"Yes, I understand you want to keep things strictly business." Erwin's eyes flickered over his recently re-ordered desk with a familiar look of amusement, and Levi shivered, trying to push away the memories of the times he'd been in Eren's position and Erwin had been in his. They couldn't exactly use Erwin's office in the rare event that they felt the need; after all, it was too frequently disturbed. "I can't blame you, if that was Eren. He certainly looks like a good match."

"Yes, that was Eren." Levi replied stiffly, quickly tapping out an email to Hanji and then one to HR to say he was finishing up at home and to contact him there in the event of an emergency. "What did you want? I know you didn't come here for idle chitchat."

Erwin chuckled and nodded before a more somber look crossed his face. "I certainly didn't come to disturb your alone time, if that's what it was. But... about that email... they've moved again, Levi. They're coming back, and they're making noise, trying to find you. What do you want to do about it?"

"I..." Levi lowered his eyes, dragging his hands over his face and through his hair as he sighed, sounding tired beyond his years. "I don't know yet. I'll think about it..."

He hated the sympathy he found in Erwin's gaze, never having wanted anyone's pity or charity even when he had no choice but to receive it. He was strong enough to stand on his own two feet.

"Alright, Levi. It's your call how you want to deal with this, just... don't think you have to isolate yourself just because what we had is over. I'm still your friend, first and foremost."

"Thanks."

Eren found Hanji quickly enough, and after making the brunet promise that he'd call her later with details, she let him return to Levi's office without any issue. He was worried that Levi was in trouble, and had to keep himself from running back to him to find out what the blond had wanted. Thankfully enough, he had managed to not run into the man on his way back.

Slipping through the office door and shutting it gently behind him, Eren frowned when he found Levi sitting at his desk with a grim expression plastered on his face. The man was tense, and it seemed like whatever amount of stress he had managed to help rid him of had come back in full force. Clearing his throat, the brunet walked up to stand in front of him. The only thing he could think of was that the blond had said or done something to upset the older man, and he could feel anger and a strange protectiveness wash over him. "Are you alright?"

Levi's mind was still spinning as he waited for a notification message from HR, one hand tight in his hair. Erwin had left again after making him promise to be a little more sociable than he had these last few months, and he did feel guilty - the blond was right, just because their otherwise successful relationship had run its course didn't mean he deserved to be effectively cut out of Levi's life. He owed the man a lot, after all. Certainly his current livelihood, perhaps a lot more than that.

He blinked and then glanced up at Eren, his mind still clearly somewhere else. "Yeah..." he paused, gaze sharpening as he cleared his throat. The tension remained in his shoulders, even while he tried to pass the moment off as nothing. "Yeah, I'm alright. You ready?"

Levi's words didn't convince him in the slightest, but he let it go, deciding that if Levi wanted him to know he would tell him. Still, as he nodded and smiled softly down at the man in front of him, he decided that an afternoon cuddling up in bed and a back rub after dinner was just what the doctor ordered. Maybe he'd even make one of the older man's favorite strawberry desserts. If Eren had taken anything out of their months of dating about the man's food preferences, it was that he never said no to anything strawberry, especially his strawberry cheesecake. His voice took on a teasing tone, trying to lighten the atmosphere. "I'm ready when you are, honeybun."

Levi shot Eren an incredulous look at the teasing nickname, the email he was waiting for dinging and leaving them free to go home at the earliest available opportunity. He pushed up from the desk, slipping on his coat and grabbing his briefcase before coming over to kiss Eren's cheek, his unoccupied fingers twining around Eren's and pulling him in the direction of the door. "Alright, sugar." he drawled, Hanji's nickname for him slipping through. "Let's go."

And the actual plot starts... until now we've been winging it haha XD Next chapter is fluffs. I'm also posting our Mermaid RP after this so feel free to check that shit out. And my lil Eren finally confessed- took like six/seven months but he did.