Levi sat in the orchestra room with the rest of everyone, picking at the two pieces of pizza that had been served to him. The after-party was decided last minute, so Erwin ordered pizza and they all decided to pile in the orchestra room. They'd even keep it clean.
Hanji played the piano for added stress reliever, whilst Reiner and Bertl dissapeared somewhere with Annie. Armin, Eren, and Mikasa all sat in a corner fixing stands that had been broken for a couple of weeks now, making small chatter. Closing night was a rather big success, with no mess ups except for one of Genterns stumbling a little during Night Surgeon. Levi was next to Hanji, Petra, Mike, Nanaba (Mike and them have actually been dating for a few months, much to Levi's surprise) and Erwin.
"Oh man, I remember sitting in here Sophomore year making all these dirty orchestra jokes," Nanaba commented off hand, taking a sip of their drink.
"Oh no, we still do that. A little too much, really," Hanji laughed a little, pausing the piano playing.
"It gets dirty, let me tell you," Eren caled from his corner.
"Throw them at me."
"I'll finger your D string all night," Marco called out.
"I'll rosin my bow just for you tonight!" Eren called.
"I'll show you all the finger patterns for all the major scales," Jean yelled.
"I'll pluck you for nineteen measures straight," Armin laughed.
"My D and your A would sound lovely together," Levi said quietly, getting a clap from Mike.
"I think that one wins, in my opinion. Looks like a victory for Levi," He said, patting his shoulder and earning an eye roll from his shorter friend.
"I'll bet Reiner and Bertl would know. Where did they even go? I saw them dissapear with Annie a while ago," Marco took a bite of his pizza, and Jean groaned.
"I'm not bringing them out," Mikasa stated simply. "Last time I did, there were things I'd rather never see again. Someone else can do that."
"Mikasa, it's why you knock," Eren looked at her, setting a stand back up. "Practice it more."
Mikasa glared at Eren, frowning, "Maybe you need Levi to do your concealer everytime you go moshing. You look like you had rough sex everytime."
"Are you kidding? Levi doesn't even cover his own hickes," Petra added, crossing her arms.
"Levi hasn't gotten laid since Sophomore year," Hanji was done playing piano at this point, flexing her fingers. "In fact, when he ends up with bruises, it's after every time Eren goes moshing..."
"Don't start, or I swear to God," Levi shot a glare at his friend. She simply smirked and went on.
"It's an observation! It's completely alright if you and Eren are doing the deed, it'd just be nice for you to tell us."
"Actually," Eren coughed awkwardly, standing up. "I force Levi to go moshing with me when I can, and he hates it."
"Oh yes, sure, I bet you two are rocking all night long," Jean laughed, throwing a wadded napkin at Eren, who was trying not to blush.
Levi stood up, miffed and obviously done with everyone and their assuming of his sex life. That's not their business, and it never will be, so there's no point in pondering it.
"I go moshing with Eren because it's fun. I like the music. I get to release all that anger that you guys seem to cause the majority of the time," Levi set the pizza down, grabbing his violin case and his car keys.
"So, you can bang hardcore while banging hardcore," Mike replied, smiling. Levi gripped his violin tighter, motioning for Eren to follow along.
"We're heading out, later assholes," He called out, Eren trailing by after grabbing his viola case.
"Stay safe!" Erwin called behind them.
Levi gave a grunt in response, Eren chuckling a little. They headed out to Levi's car, placing their instruments in the trunk, hopping in the car and relaxing a little.
"Wanna just head to your place and watch a few movies?" Eren asked buckling up. Levi did the same, and fixed the mirror.
"I may be in need of that," He replied with a sigh, backing out.
A smoke filled the room, a putrid smell to accompany it. Weed never really smelled nice anyways, but hopefully the smoke wouldn't linger in the furniture. Levi sat the last of the food down, turning on the movie Cabin In the Woods. It was going to do for now, and Eren hadn't objected. In fact, he'd curcled up on the couch with a bag of Lays.
"Are you eating those in hopes of getting laid?" Levi asked, falling down on to the sofa with Eren.
"That was a shit pun," He replied, shoving a chip in his mouth.
"You're shit," Levi threw a chip at Eren, receiving a chuckle. They both commented on the movie a lot, and when the blonde had to 'seduce' the wolf and begin to makeout with it, Eren rolled his eyes.
"That's disgusting."
"A dog's mouth is cleaner than a human's," Levi replied, taking an oreo from the pack Eren had opened and smothered Nutella all over.
"Implying you'd makeout with a dog," Eren laughed. His friend merely shrugged, popping the Oreo into his mouth.
"I'd makeout with you," Levi replied, mouth full.
"I'm not a dog!" Eren spat out, frowning and furrowing his brows. Levi thought it was oddly adorable.
"Whatever, you still made the first move. Not my problem," Levi knew this was going to go too far if he wasn't careful.
"You're the one who popped a boner the second time around, on a children's playground. Maybe I would've helpe-"
"You broke it off first," Levi stood up, stretching. "Besides, you're probably shit when it comes to that situation."
"I dunno, gimmie a shot and we'll see," He felt the smile on his back when Levi turned to the door. "I'm gonna get more food, I'll be back in a minute."
With that, Levi walked out the room to go downstairs, trailing to the pantry. He honestly tried not to have his mind wander, he really did, but the thought of Eren trying to take control or muttering in low, guttural German like he did when he was angry. The way Eren's hand would trail across his che-
Damn, he was hard.
Levi managed to grab a few more bags of chips and a few of popcorn, rushing back upstairs. He could deal with it, he could finish himself off in the bathroom as quickly as possible and Eren wouldn't suspect a single thing. Kicking the door open, he ran over to the table and set the snacks down, assuring Eren he simply had to go shit and he'd be right back.
The moment he stepped in the bathroom, the door was slammed shut and locked, Levi leaning against the bathroom counter and palming himself. It'll be quick, he though, nothing that'll be too long. He could feel his breaths becoming deeper as he pulled down his gym shorts and briefs, and God damn his mind just wandered.
The imaginary feeling of Eren holding Levi against a wall, grinding against him in want and desire, making noises Levi didn't even think was human. He actually had to bite his lip when he pumped harder, flicking his wrist and groaning.
Levi leaned back a little, opening his mouth and squeezing his eyes shut. He could be done soon, clean up, act like nothing happened. Eren wouldn't suspect a single thing and he could go on without feeling immense guilt over doing this not even thirteen meters away.
He was getting closer too, ready to release and have a few moments of bliss. But, as fate would have it, he heard a knock at the door and made no time to panic, instead yanking his pants up and leaving his erection unattended.
"What, Eren?" He called.
"Are you alright? I've heard a lot of groans coming from here. Got a hot date, is her name your right hand?" Eren sarcastically asked. Alright, that fucking did it.
Levi threw the door opened, face flushed and pissed off. "Yes, actually, is there a problem? Can I attend to my own needs? Will you leave me alone for a few more minutes?"
Eren glanced at Levi, eyes following down to the obvious bulge that had been in his pants. To be honest, Eren had been kinda curious, but had been joking about the right hand thing.
"...I can help," he hesitated.
And boy, did that do it.
Levi shoved Eren against the wall behind him, crushing their lips together and teeth hitting, it was sloppy and messy but Eren was already aroused and holding Levi closer. He would regret this later, but for now he was alright with the pure heaven that was overtaking his body.
"I don't have lube or condoms, so what do you want?" Levi asked between opened mouthed kisses, grinding his knee into Eren's crotch.
"A hand job is fine, Le-vi, Christ," Levi bit down on Eren's neck, sucking hard and emitting a moan. When Levi looked back up to look him in the eyes, it made him even more nervous.
"We don't talk about this, alright? We don't bring it up, after tonight you suppress the memory. Got it?" Levi was still grinding against Eren, breath uneven and warm.
"Yes, fine, fick dich, Levi," Eren moaned, pulling down Levi's shorts. He probably wouldn't forget. Levi, though, was almost gone by then after Eren switched to German, but he got the gist. Pale hands reached for the buttons of Eren's jeans, fumbling and pulling them down with his boxers.
"Say please," he whispered against Eren's ear, biting on the lobe.
"Don't make me beg, asshole," He reached to the waistband of Levi's shorts and pulled them down, admiring the fact he wore briefs. Calloused hands grabbed his erection, giving a few pumps. Levi moaned out incoherent words, throwing his head back and grinning.
"Alright, fine, whatever, just keep doing whatever you are doing," he replied tightening his grip on Eren's shoulders. From what Eren figured would work, he grabbed both of their cocks, pulling Levi closer to him and rubbing them together. The raven haired teen hadn't expected that conctact, so he released his grip and let him work.
"Jesus Christ, Levi, keep making those noises," Eren thrusted his hips upward a little, closing the gap between their lips and having Levi let out a guttural noise. They were completely lost in eachother, gasps and grunts coming from both and probably scarring anyone who would have walked in.
"Fuck, Eren, please," he whimpered, kissing him again, biting his lower lip enough to make it bleed. Eren choked a little, before releasing himself against his hand and letting Levi finish himself off. When Levi came, he stared back at the brunette who was trying to compose himself and not panic about the aftermath.
Levi walked past Eren, closing the door and stripping the rest of his clothes off. He stepped into the shower, turning it on cold, and leaning against the wall. He could hear Eren step off to go to the room to rinse off and change, and buried his face in his hands.
A/N: i'm at the beach house with some loser. i think she writes story called jaeger rim, idk, but whatever. (kidding she's one of my best friends ok)
this just turned the fic m lmao im so sorry i hope u don't mind.