Sneaking

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In the week that followed, Eren became all too aware of the colour 'black'.

Anyone who wore more than a black belt would draw his attention to them. He didn't realise what he was doing until Wednesday afternoon as he was queuing up for food in the cafeteria. He was looking for that short goth guy. He wasn't sure why, not really, however he couldn't deny that he had thought about that kiss almost every night. None of his friends seemed to notice his behaviour yet, and that was a blessing.

He tried to appear normal as he sat down at lunch with them, even tried extra hard to pay attention to their stories about 'that girl from my biology class!' or what the drama club was doing a showcase on the following month, but none of it really sank into his brain as he stuffed food in his mouth. He was sure Jean had a backhanded comment to make and he responded in kind, but his heart just wasn't in it.

The following day was even worse, somehow.

He was just returning books to his locker –he'd been lucky enough to score one as opposed to half the other students who had to carry their crap around day in and day out –when he saw something out of the corner of his eye.

A guy sauntering by in black clothing further down the hall.

Eren tried to focus without making it look obvious. Half-closing the locker door he honed-in on the black-clad trio walking down the hall. There was a girl with blonde hair tied into an intricate knot at the back of her head, her skirts long and flowing, and the taller guy had dyed, spiked hair. The guy in the middle was shorter –was that the same guy who had kissed Eren last week?

Two of the kids waved over their shoulder before ducking down into a stairwell. The short guy waved them off then turned to retreat back down the hallway. That's when he spotted Eren watching him from over his shoulder.

There was a look of momentary surprise in those grey eyes before a knowing smirk touched his lips.

He stilled until he leaned his shoulder against the wall, cocking his head to one side as he stared at Eren from across the hall. The brunette swallowed thickly. The shorter guy inclined his head, gesturing to the stairwell in the alcove behind him. Eren closed his locker and spun the padlock dial around. His palms were clammy.

The guy straightened up, never breaking eye-contact, and slid sideways into the stairwell, his heavy-soled boots echoing dully. Eren tensed up.

Was he really about to follow this guy? He didn't even know his name for crying out loud.

Still, there was something exciting about doing something completely off-limits. He was an adult, he could technically do whatever he wanted. Yet, going off with some guy who no one really approved of? It was the wildest thing Eren had even considered doing. Not that he was going to do it. He'd made his mind up. He was going to class.

At least he was, until he stopped halfway down the hallway.

Memories of that kiss made his insides flip.

Grinding his back teeth together, he glanced up and down the hallway. No one was paying any attention to him, so he ducked his head down and headed into the stairwell after the goth.

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The air outside hit him hard. It was getting colder and colder and the threat of snow always seemed just a stones throw away. No one was around. His breath rose up in front of his face as he made his way towards the back of the South Building. He didn't know what compelled him to go there, only that the guy seemed to think it was obvious.

Rounding the last corner, Eren almost tripped over his own feet when he saw the guy leaning against the building, toying with a cigarette between his bare hands. He was wearing a black hoodie under a long black trench coat. It wasn't covered in a billion chains and spiked studs and fake pockets. It had a few flat, dull silver studs around the fastenings. Eren decided he immediately preferred this style of coat.

Grey eyes landed on him as he walked up and came to stand a meter away from the shorter guy.

"Hey," he said.

"Hey," Eren replied.

"Took you long enough," the guy said absently, not looking up at Eren as he tucked the cigarette behind his ear. He had a silver bar running through the top of his earlobe.

Eren pressed his lips together. He didn't have to come out here in the first place.

"Let's see what you're wearing today."

Eren flinched as his jumper was shifted upwards, exposing his skin to the cold air. "Fuck!" he cursed, jerking away. "What're you doing?"

The shorter guy cocked a black eyebrow. Was that a piercing in there too? He rolled his eyes, grabbed the front of Eren's jumper and tugged the zip down exposing Eren's shirt of the day. His lips twitched into a smirk. "Now you're being deliberately provocative," he shook his head.

Eren glanced down at his 'THOR' t-shirt. Well, he dropped himself in that one. He shrugged, trying to come off as cocky. "What can I say? Maybe I liked your reaction last time."

Another tug on his jumper. "Only 'maybe'. You really must get a lot of action with that pretty mouth of yours to think I'm only 'OK'."

Eren stuttered a little. The truth was the most action his mouth had gotten was on the neck of a particularly horny girl at his Secondary School graduation, at the after-party. Nothing else had happened sadly, maybe a bit of grinding to music and a clumsy grope-session but nothing else. That had at least proved to him he was not into girls.

This guy had been the first guy he'd properly kissed. EVER.

Plucking at the shirt the guy drew Eren closer, slipping his cold hands into the folds of Eren's jumper and holding him tightly. Eren felt clumsy and awkward as he gripped the lapels of the black coat and swallowed thickly. The guy chuckled, his black hair tickling Eren's nose.

"So that kiss the other day," the guy began, his cool fingers teasing the strip of bare skin peaking out from under Eren's shirt. "I've been thinking about it ever since." His voice was a deep, gravelly purr and it made Eren's stomach knot.

"You h-have?"

"Mhmmm," the guy leaned up and murmured into his ear, "It got me so turned-on I had to deal with myself during my free period."

Eren spluttered again. His cheeks were on fire! Wanking at school? No one had ever spoken to him like that before! He'd –he'd never made anyone even think of reacting like that before. He felt … inadequate to be blocked in with thoughts that would make a young man horny enough to wank-off at school!

"You can't say things like that!" he hissed, not looking down into those smokey, grey eyes.

"Why not? It's true," the guy growled. "I've been wanting to get you alone again for ages!"

"What stopped you?"

"You're never alone," he stressed. "Your friends are glued to your arse for fucks sake."

Eren bristled a little but didn't comment. It was a little true that his friends seemed to worry a little too much when he went off on his own, completely forgetting the fact that he'd turned sixteen over the summer. He mumbled an apology and, for some reason, it made the short guy chuckle deep in his throat.

"It's cool. I have you all to myself now."

There was something about the guy's deep voice that made Eren's knees feel a little weak. He put it down to not having eaten properly since earlier in the morning. He was very aware of how close they were, the faint, cutting smell of cigarettes hanging in the air as the shorter guy held tight to his jumper.

They stared at one another for a little while before the guy rolled his eyes. "Are you gonna gawp at me all day or what?"

Eren blinked. "H-huh?"

"Fucking –come here you brat."

This time Eren was more prepared for being dragged down into a searing kiss. It was the only source of warmth so, feeling bold, he slipped his hands into the folds of the short guy's coat, seeking warmth in the folds of the hoodie beneath. He felt the guy smirk as they kissed. A cold hand on his stomach made Eren gasp, opening his mouth for the guy to slip his tongue inside.

Was that … Was that a tongue piercing?!

It sent Eren's mind racing as he all but melted on the spot.

"Mmm you taste good."

Eren hummed, not really knowing what to say.

"Very sweet."

Eren hummed again.

"Do you want to get out of here?"

"W-what do you mean?" Eren frowned, leaning away so he could look down at the shorter guy properly.

"Do you want to get out of our last lessons and go somewhere more private?"

"I –I –I don't even know your name! I can't just go off somewhere with you!"

Rolling his grey eyes, the goth guy held out his hand. "Give me your phone."

"Why?"

"Just do it."

The bark in his deep voice made Eren comply, more out of curiosity than anything else. The guy fiddled with the phone before tapping some keys and then handing the phone back to Eren. Glancing at the screen Eren saw the name 'LEVI' and then a phone number underneath.

"So your name's Levi?" he frowned.

"What of it?"

"Nothing."

"And you are?"

"Huh?"

"Well I just realised I don't know your name, so out with it."

"It's Eren," Eren said before holding out his phone with the new number on the screen. "What do you meant me to do with this?"

"You could try calling it."

"Right now?"

"Yes."

"But you're right here …"

"I want your number, brat, now call it."

Eren frowned at the name-calling but pressed the call button. A heavy metal tune he couldn't place suddenly boomed out from the guy –Levi's –inner pocket. He watched as the pale hand swiped and held the phone to his ear. "Hello?"

The echo was appalling. "Hi … you wanted me to call?"

"Yes," Levi smirked. "I was wondering if you wanted to –"

"Eren?"

Both head's turned to see Mikasa glowering at him from one of the side-entrances. Despite not doing anything wrong, Eren stepped away from Levi and pocketed his phone quickly. Levi's expression became unreadable as he folded his arms across his chest. It was suddenly very cold outside. Mikasa crossed over so that she was almost directly beside Eren.

"What're you doing out here?" she asked, a hard frown on her face. "We were worried when you didn't show up in the lunch hall."

"Why were you worried?"

"Well because you've not eaten today so you probably should go and do that."

Eren felt his ears go red. Fancy being admonished by his slightly-older sister in front of the guy who had been on his mind for the last few days. "Right," he said tightly. "I guess I should."

Mikasa waited until Eren turned away from Levi. She shot the goth guy a deadly look which he flipped her off for in a bored manner before pulling out a cigarette. Mikasa made a disgusted noise in the back of her throat. "Such a nasty habit," she commented quietly. They entered the food hall and went to the queue. "Why were you talking to him anyway?"

"Nothing really," Eren lied. "He asked if I had a spare lighter and I didn't."

"And that took twenty minutes?" she asked sceptically.

"I guess it did."

Mikasa looked as though she was about to say something else but then it was Eren's turned to order some food, and the matter died away. He knew this wouldn't be the end of the discussion but for the time being, it had been pushed aside.

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Later that evening, Eren was trying to get some of his chemistry homework done. His mind kept racing back to the ordeal at lunchtime and he couldn't deny how humiliated he still felt. He was used to being babied a little when he was at home, but he'd hoped that Mikasa would lay-off him as soon as they started attending the same school together. He didn't need her constant guidance or input in every matter that cropped up in his life. Not everything worked out that way, clearly.

So far she hadn't asked him anymore questions about Levi, either, and Eren hoped it stayed that way.

Glancing down at his phone for the seventh time in twenty minutes, Eren decided he needed to try and rectify the situation –whatever that may be. Levi had been asking Eren something just as Mikasa interrupted them. He couldn't deny he was curious about what that was. He tapped out a quick message to the number Levi had given him and sent it. He was pleasantly surprised that he got a reply almost instantly.

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[20:29] Sorry about earlier today. My sister seems to forget that I don't need a chaperone every day.

[20:33] Don't worry about it.

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Eren stared at the curt reply. He really didn't know what he was supposed to do with that sort of response. His fingers itched to write something else, to not let the conversation just die like that. Then again, he didn't want to come off as desperate –if that was even a factor in this case. Chewing his bottom lip he typed out another message.

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[20:37] So what were you going to ask me before we were interrupted?

[20:40] I was going to ask if you wanted to skip last lesson and come back to mine, but that got shot to shit.

[20:43] Back to your place?

[20:46] Yeah.

[20:51] Could still do that?

[20:54] Are you inviting yourself over?

[20:56] Technically you sort of invited me first so this is more like a … rescheduling.

[21:01] Smart and cocky. Interesting.

[21:03] Interesting … in a good way?

[21:06] That remains to be seen. Lessons tomorrow?

[21:10] I have a double in the morning and then I'm free.

[21:14] Good. Come to mine when you're done. I'll text you the address.

[21:16] You don't even know me!

[21:20] I want to get to know you, brat. Tomorrow. My place.

[21:24] Okay … Sounds good.

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Eren waited for a few minutes for a reply. When he didn't get one, he finally released the breath he'd been holding. It had been a week and somehow this random stranger was eager to get him on his own. A hot flush crept over him at the implications but he tried to push those worries aside. If he felt at all uncomfortable, he would leave. Although he couldn't deny the thrill he felt at getting to see more of Levi without any interruptions.

Levi ...

Levi ...

He rolled the name around in his head and breathed it out a few times. It was a hard-edged name that suited the goth guy almost too perfectly. Maybe it wasn't his real name? Maybe it was like the people who named themselves Raven Winterfall or Ebony Stormfalcon. Either way, tomorrow he would find out.

He would need to make up an excuse to his parents on his way out the door tomorrow morning. He hoped that Mikasa would be too busy with her own full-day of lessons to worry too much about him.

For the next half an hour he tried to work on his assignment but found that his mind kept returning to the thought of him going to Levi's house tomorrow after his morning lessons. It was exciting and scary all at the same time, however he chose to be optimistic for now. Deciding not to bother on homework anymore, he got changed for bed and then went down to watch TV with his family.

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Double checking Google Maps, Eren turned left down the next road and continued on until he got to the house with the number 7 nailed to the porch post. He hesitated before slowly walking up the garden path. The house itself was neat, large, with a paved driveway, a large garage and a glossy black front door. The red brick of the house looked warm in the cold sunlight. He stepped to the front door and rang the bell. A moment of panic spiked through him at the thought of running into Levi's parents.

That was a whole other issue in itself.

The door swung open to reveal Levi; he was wearing baggy black jeans that clung to his hips, his feet were bare on the wooden floorboards despite the cold and he was wearing a long-sleeved black shirt that looked as though it had been painted on over his muscles. He had a thin choker with a sharp hook around his neck.

"You found the place," he observed drily.

Eren nodded. "Only took one wrong turn at the main road but I think it was my phone."

Levi raised an eyebrow before stepping aside to let Eren in. He was kind enough to take Eren's coat from him and, upon seeing the shoes lined neatly against the wall, Eren decided to do the same instead of trekking dirt all over the clean house. As he admired the warm wood panelling and the exposed wooden beams in the house, Levi padded over to a door that led into the kitchen.

"Do you want a drink or something?" he called over his shoulder.

"Er … What do you have?"

"Coke, Diet Coke, Fanta, Milk."

"Diet Coke is fine."

Levi returned a moment later with a can in each hand. "Let's go upstairs," he said, leading the way up the staircase.

Taking a second staircase up to a large attic bedroom, Eren was suddenly hit with it all; dark wood beams, dark carpet, white walls with posters tacked all over them. The bed had a metal bedframe, a large circular window stared out onto the driveway above the bed. In the corner there was a guitar propped up. A large desk with everything ordered neatly between textbooks, assignments and other things. The furniture was large, chunky and dark, matching the rest of the room.

Popping the tab of his can Eren took a swig as he admired the room, edging towards a bookcase built into the wall. It was stuffed with books and –where they in alphabetical order? Somehow he didn't think the short goth guy would be into organising everything so keenly.

Something warm pressed against his back.

A shiver ran through him as he felt Levi run his hands over his arse before grabbing him.

"You have a nice arse, brat," he growled, "Now are you gonna stand there all day or what?"

Eren set his can down on the desk as Levi dragged him by the arm over to the bed. His heart hammered in his chest as Levi slid his arms up around Eren's neck and drew him into a kiss. It was hot and urgent, the piercing on his tongue making Eren's stomach flip whenever he felt the metal ball. He tightened his grip on Levi, breathing heavily when the shorter guy slid his mouth lower and ravaged Eren's throat.

They dropped down on the bed, hands roaming greedily over one another as Levi slid a leg over Eren's waist and settled on top of him. Eren barely had a spare brain cell to think coherently with. His body was too busy responding to Levi's devilish mouth, his jeans growing far too tight for comfort. If Levi so much as gyrated against him, he'd come undone.

Levi snaked his hands up Eren's shirt and used his teeth on the younger teen's earlobe. His skin was so warm and he took a special delight in feeling the hard promise of muscle under the shirt.

"God, I want you," he grunted out as Eren panted beneath him.

"W-what?" Eren stammered, fear settling in his chest for the first time.

Levi cocked an eyebrow. "I want to fuck you, brat," he stated a little slower. "Come on, I can feel how much you want to. No need to be coy now." To emphasise his point, he rocked his hips and Eren grimaced in pain and pleasure.

"Fuck don't do that!"

"I'd rather do it naked," Levi purred, his mouth working down over the teen's throat. He was quivering so much that Levi knew he wouldn't last long. "Come on, brat, take these off."

"N-n-wait!"

Levi ignored him. He reached for Eren's jeans and started to unpop the buttons. Just as his fingers groped through the underwear and plucked at the elastic, the kid reanimated and wriggled out from under him, dragged himself to the end of the bed, hunched over panting heavily. He looked gorgeous with his hair ruffled and his lips swollen and red, but his eyes –his eyes were scared. Why would he be scared of sex unless –

Oh.

It clicked in Levi's head as Eren averted his gaze, a red flush colouring his face and neck.

"You haven't done this before, have you?" he asked in a tight voice.

Eren didn't dare look up. He don't know why he'd expected anything to be different. This was so embarrassing! How on earth was he going to get out of this situation without making himself a laughing stock? Not to mention, tomorrow all his goth friends would know and snicker whenever they walked by.

God, was a total fuck up this was!

"Hey," a hand rested on his wrist, making him startle just enough to look Levi in the eye. "It's nothing to be ashamed of."

Eren snorted, "Yeah right. You want to hang around with a virgin, do you?"

Levi cocked an eyebrow but didn't comment right away. Instead, he settled down, cross-legged, and leaned forward. "Nothing wrong with being a virgin. I was one once too. It's nothing to be ashamed of."

"But you wanted to –"

"Yeah, so what?" Levi shrugged. "I may think you're hot as fuck and I definitely want to do all sorts to you, but I'm not a sadist. I'm not about to do anything you don't want."

Eren furrowed his brow, not piecing the information together. "Do you want me to go?"

Levi frowned. "Why would I want that?"

"Because I'm wasting your time."

The goth rolled his eyes and chuckled deeply. "Believe it or not, brat, I haven't been able to get you out of my head since we first kissed. I invited you over to hang-out."

"You invited me over so we could … do it," Eren clarified clumsily.

Levi's expression softened a little. "Yes, that was part of it. However, two things have been stuck in my head since we met. I'd like to get to know you. For real."

"What's the second part?" Eren asked.

Leaning close so that his lips touched Eren's ear, Levi whispered, "I find the whole 'nerd' thing super hot."

Eren blushed and groaned.

Levi chuckled and nudged the younger teen in a playful manner.

"So since we won't be f –I mean, doing that," Levi said, "How about we watch a movie instead?"

"You sure you can behave through an entire movie?" Eren asked teasingly.

He didn't feel better about this, not really, but Levi was doing all he could to be accommodating. Eren had to give him credit for that.

Levi glared. "I'll have you know, brat, I can be a perfect gentleman when I want to be. I'll behave myself. You have my word."

Eren was still flustered from their previous activity, however he didn't want to go home either. He did want to get to know Levi and he liked having the privacy to do what they wanted for an afternoon. He'd hardly get the chance again.

"Okay," he finally said, "Let's watch a movie."

The rest of the afternoon was spent watching 'THE AGE OF ULTRON' and then some reruns on TV. True to his word Levi had cooled down and they had stretched out on his bed to comfortably watch the TV. They didn't touch, really, lying fairly close side-by-side, only grazing the other boy if they shifted to get comfortable, or had to climb out of the bed to use the bathroom.

However, by the end of the afternoon, Levi seemed to be struggling to keep himself in check. He seemed to find any excuse to brush his arm against Eren or would be caught looking at him from the corner of his eye. At the front door, Eren bundled up in his coat, slung his bag over his shoulder and stood in the doorway ready do leave.

"So … I guess I'll see you at school on Monday?" he frowned.

"Where else would you see me?" Levi challenged and then smirked. "Don't worry, kid. I'll be around."

Eren nodded, still not ready to leave. "Levi?"

"Mmm?"

"Could you … um ... kiss me again?"

Levi blinked, momentarily surprised. He came over into the doorway. Eren was down on the front step so there wasn't a reason for Levi to have to lean up to the taller teen. Cupping Eren's jaw in his strong hand, he pressed his lips against Eren's in a firm, lingering kiss. The dopey look on the brat's face was worth it.

Smirking, he shooed Eren off.

"Is it okay if I text you? Over the weekend?"

Levi rolled his eyes, "Why else do you think you have my number?"

Eren clenched his jaw and then nodded. He'd have to get used to that brusqueness. "See you," he waved over his shoulder.

"Bye."

It wasn't until he was at the end of the driveway that he heard the front door shut behind him. He smiled, his stomach doing somersaults as he made his way to the main road to catch his bus.

A/N: So what do you guys think of the update? x