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Restraint
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All the following week Eren barely saw Levi around college.
He went to his lessons and lunch like usual. He glimpsed one or two of the other goth kids hanging around in the stairwells or in the art department, but so far there had been no sign of Levi. That was when Eren wondered what Levi studied, personally. He felt bad for not having asked. Not that he'd had much of a chance to.
Since that first afternoon they had texted on and off a little, Eren still getting used to Levi's blunt way of speaking, however there had been no additional invitation to go back to Levi's house. Eren assumed that his parents kept flitting in and out, which meant zero privacy. He couldn't help but feel disgruntled. Levi had made no indication that he wanted more from Eren. Maybe that first afternoon had been a polite way of nipping whatever they were in the bud.
He supposed it made sense.
However, in the week and a bit that they'd been messaging, Eren couldn't deny that he'd gotten a little bit of a crush on Levi. Maybe it was just because he was the first guy who'd shown actual, physical interest in Eren but … he didn't think that was the reason. Not the whole one, at least.
The dilemma was on Eren's mind as he made his way towards his Chemistry class. He was going to be way too early but he figured the walk could do him some good. He'd barely gotten halfway down the corridor when he felt himself being strong-armed into the stairwell.
"Hey!" he protested at his assailant.
"Keep your voice down!"
Eren couldn't deny how his heart skipped at the sound of that deep voice. He bit back a grin as he was shoved up against the brick wall a little too roughly. Levi's mouth was pressed against his in a hard, urgent kiss. It stole Eren's breath away as he felt cool hands run up the sides of his shirt and tickling over his ribs.
Eren shifted his mouth aside and gasped out, "W-we shouldn't do this here!"
"That's why I told you to be quiet," the shorter guy growled, his teeth grazing Eren's throat.
"Levi –"
"Shh!"
A hand grabbed his arse and pinched, making him bump up against Levi's body. He never expected his chest to be so firm –it was hard to tell anything under all those layers of black.
"Levi please …"
"Ugh what is it, Eren?" he finally snapped, releasing Eren from his mouth.
"I just …" he fumbled with his words, suddenly feeling small and stupid under those intense grey eyes. "I … I have class …"
"I know."
"I'm going to be late …"
"I know."
"But –I'm never late."
Levi's expression didn't change. He blinked, once, as though waiting for the punch-line. Eren pressed his lips together and tried to ignore the hot flush creeping up the back of his neck. Levi examined him for a few more moments before sighing and dropping his head. His grip loosened on Eren's jumper.
"You're insufferable, you know that?" he snapped his head up to give Eren a glare. It had no heat behind it though, just mild annoyance and was that something warmer in his eyes? Eren frowned but dismissed the thought. There was noway that Levi could feel similar about him. He wriggled, suddenly uncomfortable having the brick wall bite into his back.
"Sorry," he mumbled.
"Don't be," Levi sighed, standing up to his full height and straightened his jacket and then Eren's jumper. "I just hadn't seen you all week. Sort of saw my chance and grabbed it."
"Yeah … thanks for that."
Levi smirked slightly. "So is there a reason you haven't been using my number?"
"We text a fair bit this week!" Eren protested.
"True," Levi agreed. "But you didn't call. Did I freak you out last time you were over?"
"A little, I guess," he admitted. "But you're the one who didn't ask me over again. I just assumed you didn't have free time or something."
"I have most days free until late in the evening."
"Well …" Eren rolled his eyes and shook his head. "How am I meant to know that? I can't just guess. We barely know one another."
Levi adopted a bored expression and folded his arms over his chest. "Stop whining, brat," he said. "I would like to see more of you. Do I need to hire the music department to perform a parade every time I want to see you outside of college?"
Eren bit his bottom lip. "Okay, okay," he relented. "We both suck at being sociable, clearly."
Levi glared but said nothing.
"How about tomorrow after lunch? I don't have any lessons after one."
"My last lesson finishes at two, if you're okay to wait."
It wasn't a question. Eren nodded in agreement regardless. Just as Levi was smirking, the bell trilled loudly, shattering the moment. He had three minutes to get to his class. "Balls, I need to run!"
"Break a leg!" Levi called out from the stairwell.
Thankfully, Eren made it to his classroom in time. He was the last one in, every head turned towards him as he gasped for breath, his face red. He didn't care, though. He sank down into his seat as he tried to hold back a grin.
He was going to see Levi again.
~0~
The following afternoon at 2:15pm, Levi stalked out of the school gates and almost missed Eren completely. He'd been standing with his leg cocked up against the brick wall, his head half-hidden by the tall collar of his coat whilst he stared down at his phone. Levi, with his deep hood pulled up, had almost missed the very man he was going to meet. Luckily, Eren honed-in on the blur of black brushing by him and jumped to attention.
"Hey Levi wait!" he snagged Levi's arm, dragging the moody-faced teen to a stop.
Levi opened his mouth to yell and then froze, his eyes landing on Eren. He relaxed a little and reached up to slide his headphones off. No wonder he needed such a big hood. "Sorry," he grunted, not sounding sorry at all. "Didn't see you there."
"You look more pissy than usual," Eren commented as Levi shoved the headphones into his bag. "Something wrong?"
Levi shrugged before raking his fingers through his hair. "Let's just go. The sooner I get away from this shithole, the better."
Eren very much doubted it, but chose not to comment.
They walked down to the main road and got on the bus that went towards Levi's house. The ride was silent, Levi grinding his teeth and glaring out of the window for the majority of it. It was really only when Eren nudged the Dr. Martens with his own worn-out converses that Levi seemed to remember he was even there. He gave a fleeting ghost of a smile. They stayed on the bus another few stops until they got off and walked up the hill that led to Levi's house.
Once inside, they shed their coats, Levi grabbing some drinks from the fridge, and didn't hesitate before heading up to the attic. As soon as Eren shut the door behind him, he jumped at the sound of something heavy kicking as something heavier. He turned just in time to see Levi throw his second boot at the wall, where it made a distinct dark grey imprint.
"What's going on?" Eren frowned, gripping the coke can with both hands. He was very tempted to just retreat from the attic entirely, but he stupidly decided to stay.
Levi growled low in his throat and tugged off his hoodie and the two shirts he wore. Eren ducked his gaze away and when he looked up, Levi was forcing a looser, grey shirt over his head. He kept muttering things under his breath that sounded distinctly like 'fucking bullshit!' and 'screw that bollocks!'
Again, Eren didn't comment. He simply stood awkwardly in the corner waiting for Levi to calm down.
It took another moment or two before the black-haired teen clawed his hair out of his eyes and let out a long, weary sigh. "Sorry," he finally grumbled, dropping his arms down by his sides. "Just … Really shit day."
"I can see that," Eren stated.
Levi glanced up at the distance between them. He beckoned Eren closer, settling on the edge of the bed as he did so. Eren hesitantly obliged, coming to a stop in front of the older guy. Rubbing a hand down his face, Levi drew in a deep breath. "Sorry," he said again. There was a bit of emotion creeping in. "Teacher's are riding my arse and it's hard to focus when I have training on Sundays."
"Training?" Eren frowned.
"Wing Tsun."
"I … see?"
Levi waved his hand. "Forget it. Not important."
Eren could tell that he was lying, but decided to file it away for later. He shifted awkwardly. As if a switch had been flipped, Levi seemed to notice that Eren was standing in front of him. He grabbed the brunette's belt loop and tugged him down. They landed with a grunt on the bed and Levi wasted no time capturing Eren's mouth in a kiss. Their position was a little awkward and Eren shifted, trying to adjust himself. Their hips ground against one another and Levi emitted a deep, gutteral groan.
Eren shifted and rolled off of Levi, panting heavily. If he carried on he was going to come undone. He didn't want to embarrass himself –not in front of Levi. He knew that the older guy wasn't a virgin, had made no secret of the fact that he'd been sexually active for a while. It left Eren feeling … insecure. Panting, he stared up at the slanted, wooden ceiling. Levi cupped his face in his hands and let out a muffled growl.
"Do you have any idea what you do to me?" came his muffled groan.
Eren bit his lip. He knew very well what he did to Levi. Despite wearing jeans, the older guy's boner was hard to ignore. He winced, readjusting himself in his jeans. Suddenly, Levi rolled onto his side, staring down at Eren with the hungriest expression he'd ever seen on a human being. It made his stomach flip.
"W-what's wrong?" he asked.
"W-what's wrong?" he asked.
"That," Levi grunted. "That goody-two-shoes bullshit. You even act innocent and it's driving me mad!"
"I'm hardly innocent," Eren retorted. "I've not acting, either."
Levi scoffed and shook his head, "Well then you must be the luckiest guy on earth to be this fucking hot and untouched."
Eren rolled his eyes. "Sure, okay."
Levi narrowed his eyes. "Are you sassing me?"
"What of it?"
Taking Eren's jaw between his fingers, Levi moved that smooth face around to face him. The petulant look in those green eyes stirred something in him, sparking his arousal. "Fuck, you're sexy," he growled.
Eren blinked in surprise.
Pressing even closer, Levi stroked a hand over the strip of exposed skin under Eren's shirt. He applied just enough pressure to make the kid gasp a little. "You really have no idea what you do to me?" he purred, his hand stroking higher. "Hmmm?"
He pressed a deep kiss to Eren's throat.
"You don't think you've been on my mind all week?"
Levi scoffed and shook his head, "Well then you must be the luckiest guy on earth to be this fucking hot and untouched."
Eren rolled his eyes. "Sure, okay."
Levi narrowed his eyes. "Are you sassing me?"
"What of it?"
Taking Eren's jaw between his fingers, Levi moved that smooth face around to face him. The petulant look in those green eyes stirred something in him, sparking his arousal. "Fuck, you're sexy," he growled.
Eren blinked in surprise.
Pressing even closer, Levi stroked a hand over the strip of exposed skin under Eren's shirt. He applied just enough pressure to make the kid gasp a little. "You really have no idea what you do to me?" he purred, his hand stroking higher. "Hmmm?"
He pressed a deep kiss to Eren's throat.
"You don't think you've been on my mind all week?"
"Levi!"
"You don't like that, eh?" he growled. "You don't want to hear about how I want to strip every last drop of innocence off your body until you're a wet, writhing mess?"
Eren moaned, the ideas swimming in his head and making him harder. He gasped as Levi's weight pressed him down into the bed. Hands were in his hair, it felt amazing accompanied with the hot mouth on his. Levi's tongue slid against his, the tongue piercing driving him wild. It sent excited tremors running through him. Spreading his legs, he allowed Levi to slip between them. Their erections rutted together through denim.
Levi's hips were magic, going faster and faster until Eren was seeing stars.
"Fuck –Eren you're driving me mad!"
"You … You can … I d-don't mind …"
Pressing their forehead together Levi let out a long, torturous sigh. "Yes you do. Trust me. You really, really would mind." They were silent for a moment, tangled in their heated embrace. Levi was grinding his teeth. "I didn't mean to get so worked up," he grunted after a while, his arms still hooked around Eren.
The younger teen didn't know what to say. He was both aroused and confused. Then it clicked; Levi was trying to behave himself and not give into all his primal urges. True, it was a work-in-progress, however Eren couldn't help but notice that at least one thing was definitely decided upon. He had a huge fucking crush on Levi.
Awkwardly placing a hand on Levi's clenched bicep, Eren swallowed. "It's okay. I know you're trying. I appreciate it."
"Wouldn't want to scare you off just yet," Levi retorted, back to his cocky self once again.
Propping himself on his elbows, Eren braved pressing a lighter kiss to Levi's jaw. The look the older guy gave him was perturbing, as though he was shocked and calculating all at the same time. They stared at one another in silence, trying to figure the other boy out.
"Levi?"
"Do you want to order a pizza?" the older guy asked, rolling off of Eren with a great deal of strength, a muscle ticking in his jaw as he stood, stretched and padded over to the TV.
Jarred by the sudden change in subject, Eren rolled into a sitting position. "Er yeah … sure?" He watched as Levi popped a DVD into the player and turned the TV on. "Are you pissed at me or something?"
Levi shot him a look that he couldn't decipher. "No. Why would I be?"
"Because I keep stopping … things."
Those hard, grey eyes softened a fraction. "I promised to restrain myself, brat. I'm doing my best to keep my word."
Eren fully took in the young man standing before him. He may not have been tall, but he was lean, his svelte muscles strong under the top he wore. Eren had felt how powerful his legs were, too. The thought made his stomach flip. He was attracted to Levi that was for sure, and Levi was attracted to him in return for some reason. He wasn't about to delude himself into believing the older guy had any interest in him other than getting his dick, one way or the other.
Levi was just trying to be polite.
Sooner or later he'd get fed up with Eren and not bother asking him back over.
Eren needed to be prepared for that when the blow came.
A balled up pair of socks smacked him on the nose. Refocusing, he glared up at Levi. "Hey!" he protested, rubbing at his nose. "What was that for?"
"I said it's your turn to choose a movie, dumbarse, so get up and do it!"
Eren rolled his eyes and made his way over to the low bookcase that housed Levi's personal selection of DVD's. It wasn't all horror stuff, there were some pretty good TV shows in there as well, along with a few documentaries on ANCIENT EGYPT. That last one made Eren raise his eyebrows in surprise as he fingered the DVD case. "I wouldn't have pegged you for an Ancient Egyptian type."
Levi scoffed, "I'll have you know that the way they buried their dead is beyond fascinating."
"I'm sure," Eren remarked. He turned the case over in his hands. "Do you want to watch it?"
"I've seen it about a thousand times. I could probably recite the damn thing word-for-word."
"So, is that a 'no'?" Eren asked.
"No way. You've made me nostalgic. We're going to watch how dead guys get buried in the desert."
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True to his word, Levi did seem to know the documentary word-for-word. Whenever Eren snuck a glance at the older guy in the semi-gloom of the attic, Levi's pale lips were moving in time to the narrative, his eyes transfixed on the screen. Eren found it rather endearing, but had to quickly drown the thought away with pepperoni pizza. If he carried on thinking that way, he was going to trip over into dangerous territory and the last thing he wanted to do was Levi to toss him out.
He wasn't sure where they stood with one another but it was a fragile companionship at best. As soon as Levi got his fill from Eren, he'd notch his bedpost and no doubt move onto the next 'hot nerd' he came across.
Their college was littered with the fuckers.
Once the pizza was eaten and the documentary ended, Eren glanced at his watch and grimaced. "Well, shit. It's nearly 7PM. I didn't tell my parents I'd be out this late."
Levi frowned up at him from where he was slouched on the pillows. "You're sixteen who gives a fuck what they think?"
"I do," Eren stated, straightening himself up and binning his rubbish. "My parents are over-protective at the best of times. I'll need to think of an excuse on the way home."
Levi frowned as though he wanted to say something. He finally sighed. "Okay, if you have to leave I guess I'll walk you out."
In the hallway, Eren bundled up in his hat, scarf, gloves and coat before swinging his bag over his head. It would irritate him greatly by the time he got to the bus stop but there was nothing for it. Levi eyed him up and down as though deliberating for a moment, before opening the door for him. "I guess I'll see you at school."
"Yeah," Eren agreed. "I'll text you if you like."
"Sure thing."
"Right. Well … Bye."
"Bye, kid."
This time the door closed before Eren was half way across the front garden.
A/N: Are we still loving these two?!