A/N: Another little update to tickle your taste-buds!

Chapter 19

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Saturday AM

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Eating bacon, scrambled eggs and toast Eren kept glancing around the kitchen and trying not to gape. It was difficult considering that Levi was being domestic. Not only had he cooked breakfast in a pair of loose black bottom and a white tank top, his black undercut ruffled from sleep, he had also made the beds, did last nights dishes and mentally prepared for the day. Eren was still trying to blink both eyes at the same time. It had been a long time since he'd had a proper cooked breakfast. Levi's version of breakfast was a mug of black coffee and a cigarette with the back-door cracked open and the cool morning air snaking inside.

Not that Eren minded.

"So we need to run into town and grab you something warmer to wear," Levi stated, "And then we can go for a hike through the fields."

Eren snorted, "You don't strike me as the hiking sort."

"Fresh air and fitness is no laughing matter, brat," Levi intoned. "Besides, what else do you think there is to do around here?"

Eren caught the hint of a smirk on the older man's lips. He bit back his own grin and devoured the rest of his breakfast. He offered to wash up but Levi shoved him away telling him to go and get himself sorted. Eren went upstairs and couldn't help feeling calm and relaxed. If this was the life he'd be able to have away from his parents then he was glad he'd run off.

Once they were both dressed they walked out into the brisk morning air and made their way down the country lane. Pebbles shifted underfoot as they made their way across the fields. The grey skies and dull, green grass were vivid contrast to the monotonous colour scheme Eren was used to on his days travelling back and forth to Uni. Even the times he'd gone out to the woods with Armin and Mikasa it had been dull browns at best. Even the breeze the smelled of cold mud and weeds was somehow refreshing in comparison. Their shoulders brushed against one another as they walked through a steel gate and made their way across a downward sloping field. The air smelled a little damp. Eren hoped that they wouldn't get caught in any rain. His clothes weren't exactly that thick to protect him from more than a firm breeze.

Levi glanced up at him several times from behind his glasses but they didn't really make eye-contact until they came to a large hedged border.

They continued to walk, the grass rasping against their legs as they walked. Levi's hand kept nudging against Eren's until he finally braved the distance and laced their fingers together without breaking stride. Eren blinked in surprise but squeezed Levi's hand, a grin spreading over his mouth.

"Do you really like it out here?" Eren asked, casting his eyes over the neighbouring fields.

"Of course," Levi said. "It's peaceful. When you deal with snot-nosed kids all day, and then have Hange as a friend, getting away to somewhere like this can be quite the reprieve."

"Mmm I like the way you talk."

Levi blinked up at the younger man and frowned, "What makes you say that?"

"Just the way you talk. It's very grown-up."

Levi let out a rough laugh. "You are a grown-up. Despite what I call you."

Eren blushed a little.

"Besides, I've never shared this with anyone else. I'm glad I get to share it with you."

Eren's insides squirmed pleasantly. He squeezed Levi's hand a little tighter. "I'm glad you like me enough to let me stay."

"For now. We'll see how you fair later tonight."

Eren stumbled a little, the stiff mud rolling under his ankle. Levi cocked an eyebrow but continued to walk-on. Eren ground his teeth together, frowning at his awkwardness. "W-what did you have in mind?"

"Well I've been cooking all by myself these last few days. Maybe I want some help."

Eren felt heat pool in his stomach. "I'm sure I can help you out."

Levi smirked, tugging Eren alongside him as they hiked over the surrounding fields.

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Saturday PM

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By the time they made it back to Levi's cottage it was almost 1PM. It was warm when they got in, toeing off their thick-soled boots at the door so as not to track mud inside. Levi reclined back on the sofa and Eren took it upon himself to make his way into the kitchen and put the kettle on.

Levi doesn't object as he idly flipped through a book to the place he'd last left.

The sound of ceramic on wood made him glance up over the rim of his glasses. Eren hovered over him in his jeans and a rumpled shirt. His hair was windswept and his cheeks were flushed a little. He'd set two mugs of tea on the coffee table and was hovering over Levi. Without a word, Eren knelt down on the edge of the sofa, awkwardly sliding his knee between Levi's. Levi flexed his legs wider and made it easier for Eren to ease down on the sofa on top of Levi. His weight was very welcome, a sliver of his warm skin brushing against Levi's. The tapping of phone keys echoed behind his head and Levi smiled a little.

Refocusing on his book, Levi continued to read, blindly reaching out for his mug and taking sips of tea as he did so. At some point Eren must have put his phone down and was just lying down, sprawled across Levi with his face tucked into the crook of his neck. His breath was soft and warm against the older man's skin and it'd occasionally make him shiver, but it wasn't an unpleasant feeling.

For Eren to feel so comfortable with him was ... shocking!

He threaded his finger's idly through Eren's hair and pressed a chaste kiss to the kid's earlobe. The brief moments where his attention was elsewhere or, in this case, having dozed off, Levi could let his guard down a little more. The book was able to keep his mind focused on the book even when Eren shifted about on top of him.

The air grew cooler as then sky darkened through the windows.

Eventually Levi stretched his arms out, dropped the book onto the coffee table beside his empty mug and Eren's full one, and turned on his side, smirking as Eren frowned at being shifted against the back of the sofa. He didn't wake up. Levi couldn't help but stare at him. His insides were rolling around inside him. All he wanted was to touch Eren's skin over and over again. He couldn't understand why. Pressing his lips together, he skimmed his fingertips over Eren's exposed navel. It was an instant reaction.

Eren twitched through his bottoms.

Levi swallowed thickly before pressing his palm to the warm body pressed beside him. A soft groan caught his attention, igniting the liquid fire in his gut. He was aroused as Eren shifted close against him, an arm snaking over his waist and clutching at the back of his shirt.

'Oh God kid what're you doing to me?' Levi inwardly cursed as he pushed himself up on his arm and leered over the younger man. Eren stirred and cracked an eye open just as Levi pressed a smooth, firm kiss to his mouth. Eren moans, opening his mouth to the kiss and deepening it instantly.

Eren animated as the kiss deepened, his hands shooting up the back of Levi's shirt to drag him closer and melding into one another, hands roaming and hips gently gyrating together. His head was spinning but all that mattered was the feel of Levi on top of him.

"Wait, wait, wait ..." Eren gasped out, turning his head away from Levi's vicious mouth.

"What?" Levi growled.

Eren blinked blearily up at him, his face flushed. "What're we doing here?"

Levi let out another growl low in his throat. His eyes were a stormy, iron grey and were challenging Eren as he lie there, prone, beneath him. "I was kissing you."

"Why?"

"For fucks sake, kid, I like you! How many times must I say it?"

"But I ... I've not done ... that ..."

Levi's tense features softened for a moment. "How many times are you going to put the breaks on this before I can fucking have my way with you?"

"I t-thought you wanted to take things slow?" Eren stuttered.

Levi gave a deadpan look. His hands gripped the waistband of Eren's bottoms and tugged them down. Eren's breath hitched but he didn't make a move to stop him. Without breaking eye-contact, Levi shimmied down onto the floor, silently glad that Eren was wearing loose boxer shorts. "Then let me give you a blowjob slowly."

Eren's eyes widened.

Slipping his hand into the opening of said boxers, Levi released Eren's erection into his open palm, silently impressed with the girth of the younger man. Said brat was blushing bright red as Levi wrapped his fingers around the base and giving a deliberately slow stroke. Eren shuddered at his touch. Watching those bright green eyes roll back into his head was delicious!

Levi leaned over, his breath ghosting down the young man's length, and teased the tip of his tongue in Eren's wet slit. A choked sound hit his ears.

"Ahhh ..."

"Shh, just relax."

His tongue swept over Eren's head, earning him a choked moan, a hand gripping at his shoulder. Focusing on the task at hand, he slowly slid his lips over Eren's sleek helmet, before lapping his tongue over the slit again and again. A brief glance showed him that Eren was basically putty in his hands. Gripping his thighs, Levi let his mouth slowly engulf the young man's dick. Filthy moans came from Eren's mouth as Levi worked him slowly, bobbing his throat up and down until Eren was a quivering mess.

"Levi ... Levi don't -!"

Ignoring the panting pleas, Levi continued to suck on Eren's cock, working his mouth lower and lower until he was deep-throating the boy, the thicket of dark curls tickling his nose as he sucked hard, drawing out a sharp cry.

A tremor ran down his spine as Eren's fingers knotted into his hair. Usually that would irritate him but drawing the kid so close to the edge was exhilarating. He went into hyper-drive, deep-throating Eren until the young man was shaking underneath him, his jaw slack with filthy sounds filling the air.

"Levi -Levi -Oh G-God!"

Levi squeezed his eyes tight as Eren came in his mouth. The sensation was unsettling but he fought through his revulsion until the kid went slack beneath him, sighing heavily. Releasing Eren's cock with a wet 'pop', Levi sat back on the sofa and snagged a tissue from the box on the table. He wiped his mouth, grimacing and spitting a little. It wasn't that Eren didn't taste good, Levi just wasn't used to giving head at all. Something about the brat had just triggered a primal need in him, his body going forth and letting his mind catch up later.

Eren ran his hands down his face. "Oh God ... Fuck ..."

Levi cocked an eyebrow. "Breathe, kid."

Eren let out a rough chuckle. Rolling up into a sitting position, he grinned up at Levi. "That was amazing."

"Glad you thought so."

Eren shifted, biting his bottom lip. "Was it ... I mean did you like it?"

Levi smirked, "That was my first time giving head in a while."

"How long's a while?"

"About six years."

Eren's jaw dropped. "Really? Wow ... Wow ..."

Levi pulled a face, not sure what Eren was breathless about. He suddenly felt a little awkward with himself. He'd jumped the gun and rubbed-out a huge line in their friendship -or whatever they were. It used to be clean-cut and now it was more blurred than before. Eren must have seen his face, because he sat up properly and smoothed his hands over Levi's smooth jaw before kissing him. It took a little coaxing before Levi swept his tongue over Eren's, moaning softly as the kid wrapped his strong arms around his chest.

"You worry too much," Eren breathed in his ear, kissing a trail down his throat before nuzzling against his shoulder. "I was worried you wouldn't want anything intimate like that."

"It's not that I don't," Levi grunted. "I just don't want to distract you from your work."

"It'll be done soon," Eren shrugged. "Plus, this is technically a mini-break for me so ... maybe we can try some more things ... before we go back?"

Levi smiled, a weight twisting and listing off his chest. "I'd like that."

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Sunday PM

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Eren sat on top of the counter tapping a rhythm between his knees as he watched Levi chopping vegetables. He knew he must be irritating the older man by drumming such an obnoxious rhythm, but if he was Levi hadn't said anything or even sighed at his antics. It was strange. Eren was so used to people snapping at him or pleading with him to stop.

Levi didn't.

He let him drum away.

A light switch went off in his head. 'I love him,' raced through his brain and made him freeze. His hands stopped, the drumming ceasing. Where had that thought come from? Was it really that simple? He wasn't sure. He'd never been in love before. Not with another person anyway.

Chocolate? He'd die for it.

Lucozade? He'd kill for it.

Running until he got dizzy? He lived for it.

But ... Levi? Levi was like the air in his lungs. Being without him was painful and suffocating, disorientating in the same ways that his nightmares were. The chopping off the knife had stopped. Blinking back to reality, Eren flushed when he saw the shorter man staring up at him with a deadpan expression, eyebrows slightly raised.

"Everything okay?"

Eren bit his lip and nodded, deliberately starting his drumming again. Levi watched him for a moment longer before returning to his chopping. Lifting the chopping boat, Levi scraped the vegetables into the wok with the edge of his knife. They sizzled as they hit the hot pan. Levi turned to the lanky man perched on his counter and folded his arms across his chest.

"What's on your mind, kid?"

"N-nothing."

"Something's on your mind. Talk to me."

Eren ducked his head, his hair flopping down over his eyes. It was adorable. "I ... I was just thinking how ... my ticks might annoy you."

Levi stroked his long fingers over Eren's wrist. Looking up into a pair of soft, grey eyes, Eren melted a little bit more. "You know it doesn't bother me, right?"

Swallowing, he bowed his head. "It bothers other people."

"I'm not 'people'."

"I know. I just ... I guess I'm just so used to censoring myself and tiptoeing as much as I can. Around you thought I just ... I seem to forget about it."

"Does that scare you?"

"Sometimes ..."

"And other times?"

"I enjoy it."

Eren flinched when Levi ruffled his hair affectionately before leaning in between the young man's legs and tilting his chin up. Eren felt a grin explode on his face as Levi tiptoed up to kiss him. He grinned into the kisses, looping his arms around Levi's neck and peppering kisses over his mouth, cheeks and jaw.

"You're amazing!"

"I know," Levi smirked. "Now off," he swatted Eren's thigh, "you can help dice the chicken while I cook the rice, okay?"

"Aye, aye, Captain!" Eren grinned, mock-saluting before hopping off the counter. Levi rolled his eyes but turned back to his cupboards, a small smirk on his mouth.

They sat on the sofa with the coffee table pressing into their knees, a movie playing on the TV. Levi wasn't really paying attention to it, unlike Eren who seemed to jump and bounce whenever something happened. Levi ordinarily would have smacked Hange around the head with his plate if she'd acted that way around him. He'd have stood up and walked out of the room if Isabel had started up that way, too, and let Farlan deal with her.

Eren was stunted in that regard.

It left Levi feeling especially distressed.

Later that night when he was stretched out on his bed. The house was dark and silent, Eren having settled in his own room for the night. His light snoring was the only indication that there was someone else in the house. Levi turned over on his side and watched the clock numbers change. It had felt nice to have another body against his. He'd gone for so long without that it was a shock to his system. Now, suddenly, he was craving the touch of Eren's warm skin on his.

Human touch was horrid to his mind.

So what was so different about Eren?

As if on cue, the door to his room clicked open. Levi stilled, slowing his breathing and straining his ears. He recognised the soft tread of Eren's feet on the floorboards, suddenly muffled as he crossed over the rug and hovered at the end of the bed. He didn't move. Eren stood still for a while, shifting awkwardly in the darkness. Then the sheets shifted letting cool air waft over his sleep-warmed skin. Levi tried to relax a little as he watched Eren's shadowed figure tug his shirt off over his head. He went rigid as Eren's naked body slid in between the sheets, his bare legs brushing slightly against his own. Turning on his side, Levi was left facing Eren's toned back radiating heat through the thin bedsheet.

The silence was hyperactive.

"Levi?" Eren's voice was like a gunshot in the dark. Levi tried not to jolt too much. "Are you awake?"

He clenched the pillowcase tighter. "Yes ..." he finally whispered. "What's wrong?"

"Couldn't sleep."

Levi edged his hand under the duvet until his fingers brushed against Eren's buttock. "You're naked."

"I am."

"Why?"

"Why not?"

Levi was about to reply when he watched Eren's shape turning over so that they were lying, face-to-face.

"Take your clothes off?"

Levi frowned a little, his insecurity permeating through the air. For once, Eren didn't seem to want to take 'no' for an answer. His fingers timidly tugged at the hem of Levi's shirt. Refusing to sit up, Levi clawed his shirt off and shuffled out of his bottoms so that he, too, was lying naked under his duvet. Eren shifted closer, his warmth rushing over the older man and making him tense. He was used to being cold and untouched. His breath caught in his throat when Eren placed the flat of his hand against Levi's hipbone, his fingers scratching lightly at the top of the coarse hair between his legs.

"What're you doing?" he rasped.

"Touching you."

"Why?"

"I like you."

Levi swallowed thickly. Red flags were popping up in his brain. He both wanted Eren to continued and wanted to bolt from the room at the same time. His fingers clenched into fists. He felt himself twitch at Eren's gentle caress. It was like electricity raced through his vein and punched him in the heart. With quaking fingers he wrapped his fingers around Eren's wrist.

"If you're going to touch me, then do it."

He guided Eren's hand down so that his palm was pressed over his swelling dick and shuddered at the touch. With his other hand he wrapped his fingers around Eren's neck and drew him half on top of him, kissing him in the darkness. The response was immediate as Eren leaned down on top of him, his warm, hard weight pressing down into Levi. The older man was a firm athlete but Eren was something else entirely!

Bracing himself up on his arm, Eren continued to kiss Levi, his hand slowly working the older man's dick. Levi was rigid and trembling beneath him but his mouth was pliant when they kissed and that's all Eren needed. He felt himself get rock hard just by smothering the teacher in hungry, eager kisses.

"God you're so handsome!" he gushed, clawing his free hand through the underside of Levi's buzzcut. "I just can't keep my hands off you."

Levi chuckled low in his throat. He smacked Eren's arse, moaning out loud as the brat rubbed their sleek dicks together. The friction set him on fire. He latched both hands onto Eren's arse and pulled him down harder, grinding against one another, spurning the fire in his belly. Everything was vibrating for more, more, more and all he could do was breathe in the musky scent of Eren as he hovered over him, pivoting his hips harder and harder as he clutched the pillows on either side of Levi's head.

"You gonna come Eren?" Levi husked, raising his hips to feel the burn even more.

Eren's expression was an unreadable mess. He was on the edge and was shaking heavily as he was drawn closer to the edge.

"Come on, kid, come for me. Come hard!"

"Levi -shit, Levi! Fuck!"

His mouth dropped open as his entire body spasmed, rocking the headboard against the wall. Hot come shot out over Levi's stomach. Levi drew close to the edge. Just as Eren was coming down from his high, the older man gripped his thighs and rutted hard against Eren's softening cock, feeling the friction of their bodies forcing him to drop over the edge. His own mouth dropped open in a silent groan as he shuddered to a stop.

He stared at the ceiling beyond Eren's head, breathing deeply.

Eren slowly drooped off of Levi, rolled onto his back and panting softly as he flopped back onto the mattress. His chest rose and fell heavily, only grimacing a little when the older man propped himself up on his elbows and scowled down at his stomach. He'd forgotten how much of a germaphobe the older man was, and regretted his sudden actions.

"Levi I-I'm so sorry!"

Quirking an eyebrow at the kid, Levi shook his head. "You don't need to say sorry."

"But I -"

"Kid, if you apologise one more time, I'll smother you."

Eren twisted his mouth into a frown as he hunched over, staring down at the older man. The gears in his head ticked by. Without a word he stood up, still naked, and sauntered off into the bathroom across the hallway. Levi watched him go, not too sure about how to move when he was covered in two thick strands of come. The least he was able to do was reach behind him and flick the bedside lamp on.

Eren returned then with a damp flannel in hand.

He looked unsure of himself as he settled on the edge of the bed and started to wipe Levi down, ensuring he was as clean as possible before returning the flannel to the bathroom. Closing the door behind him, Eren awkwardly fumbled into his bottoms and sat stiffly on the edge of the bed.

"Why are you sitting all the way over there?" Levi asked as he rubbed a hand over his damp stomach.

"I wasn't sure if you wanted me close."

Levi rolled his eyes and nudged the kid with his foot. "Come up here. You're being stupid." Eren twisted his mouth but said nothing. Wrong choice of words? Pressing his lips together, Levi rolled into a sitting position and touched Eren's firm shoulder. "Sorry. I guess we're both getting used to this."

Eren's head snapped up. "Wait -you're not mad?"

Levi gave a pointed look down at his stomach. "Did it look like I was mad?"

"Well -it was hard to tell."

"In what way?"

"You just looked so ... intense."

Levi smirked. Shifting out of the sheets, he leaned close to Eren and rested his chin on the broad shoulder. The smell of Eren was soothing and intoxicating. Drawing in a deep breath, Levi turned the younger man's face towards him and pressed their lips together. "Let's get some rest."

"Are you going to sleep tonight?" Eren asked softly.

Levi hummed. "I can try. We'll see."

Drawing back, Eren looked down at Levi with his bright green eyes, concern swimming in their depths. "I worry about you, Levi."

"Let's worry about you and your degree, first, brat. Then we'll worry about me, okay?"

"Promise?"

"I can promise to try."

Sighing, Eren shook his head. "That's not good enough, Levi. You have to promise me. Please?"

Pressing his lips together, Levi sighed and dropped his head to Eren's shoulder. He swallowed thickly but found himself nodding regardless. "Okay, I promise."

A/N: Finally another update! Hope you guys love it! X