A/N: Shameless smut up ahead. If you don't like it please don't read and / or flame me. Enjoy! x

When the Cat's Away

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Eren was only half awake when he felt cool hands wondering over his skin. He was burrowed deep into the warm cocoon, his hood pulled up, the blanket over his head and inhaling the sleep scent of his boyfriend. It was like a drug, keeping him lulled in this cosy bubble. Even when he felt Levi's fingers stroke the length of his cock through his boxers, he could only move sluggishly in response, not wanting to be brought out of sleep just yet.

He hummed and rolled onto his back, smiling softly as he felt Levi brush his lips along his jaw, ghosting over his own mouth and then sealing their lips together. It was soft, warm, with the promise to be whatever they wanted. Eren almost felt overwhelmed with the tenderness, especially from Levi.

"Mmmm g'morning," he grunted, stretching his arms over his head before rolling over completely to face Levi.

"Come here," Levi breathed, capturing his mouth once again, cool hands shooting up into the heat of Eren's hoodie and tangling their legs together. "So warm … so sexy …" he mumbled between kisses.

Eren chuckled, shifting Levi to straddle his lap. "Better?"

Levi's grey eyes bore into his before he pressed himself flat against Eren and knotted his fingers in his hair, slipping his tongue into Eren's mouth. The gentle gyrating of his hips coaxed Eren's dick to harden, the thin fabric of their boxers creating just the right about of friction. Levi used the metal bedframe to move faster, his breath coming out in heavy pants. Eren tipped his head back and moaned loudly, gripping Levi's hips tightly.

"Eren … fuck, Eren!"

Levi grabbed his dick and started to stroke himself, coming hot and heavy on Eren's exposed abdomen. Eren rocked his hips up, simply enjoying the pressure on his cock. He could happily finish in the shower later, just watching Levi with his pupils blown wide and moaning his name was enough of a show.

Levi shuddered to a stop, gripping the bedframe for support as he dropped his head to Eren's chest. "Fuck!" he cursed, "Sorry -I just couldn't stand how sexy you looked."

"Hey, you're more than welcome to wake me up like that anytime," Eren chuckled, grimacing at the sticky mess on himself. "Er … got a tissue?"

Levi grimaced behind his fringe, quickly wiping up the mess and tossing the balled-up tissue across the room. It landed in the bin easily. Snapping their underwear back in place, Levi stretched a little before sighing wistfully. "I really should do a work-out."

"The doctors told you to take it easy," Eren stated, rubbing sleep from his eyes. "Besides, I'm comfy. I'd rather you stay in bed a while longer."

"I've been awake for two hours already, Eren," Levi groused. "I'm restless, but it's not like I can do anything with this fucking boot I have to wear."

"I know, babe," Eren sighed, stroking Levi's black hair out of his eyes. "I wish I could snap my fingers and heal you, but I sort of traded my superpowers for jellybeans."

Levi scoffed but there was a hint of a smile on his lips. "You're the worst superhero boyfriend ever."

"Guilty as charged," Eren chuckled. Forcing himself to sit upright, Levi shifting to the foot of the bed, he swung his legs over the edge of the mattress and cracked the kinks out of his muscles. "Alright, do you have a blender?"

"Yeah, should be on top of the fridge. Why?" Grey eyes narrowed.

"I'm gonna go and sort breakfast," Eren pressed a kiss to Levi's cheek, almost smiling at the stunned expression. "I'll try not to make a mess."

"You'd better not, otherwise you'll clean like you've never cleaned before in your life!" Levi warned as he watched Eren descend the stairs.

Left to his own devices, Levi gingerly stood up, trying to balance on his good leg before hobbling over to his desk. He had a few textbooks piled up and decided that he may as well complete the revision he'd mapped out for himself. He had exams in less than a month and it was beginning to press down on him. Grabbing a notebook and pen, he hobbled back over to the bed and propped himself up against the pillows, keeping one ear strained for the sound of Eren's return.

As his eyes drank in the text before him, his hand absently writing notes of its own accord, he felt the back of his throat itch for the taste of nicotine. He clenched his jaw tightly and refocused on the words before him. He could feel the jitters creeping up. He hadn't had his morning smoke, worried that the smell would wake Eren. It wasn't the nicest smell to begin with, but to have it in your nose when you first wake up, battling with the crisp morning air, never failed to churn his stomach.

Yet, he was craving it.

He was just contemplating climbing out onto the flat garage roof outside of his bedroom window, when Eren reappeared, carrying a tray with two tall glasses with something bright pink inside as well as jaw on toast and two oranges.

"Voila! Breakfast in bed for my brave boyfriend," Eren grinned, settling down onto the bed.

"What in God's name is that?" Levi frowned at the tall glasses, setting his notebook aside.

"I dug out some of the fruit that was in your fridge and figured we could both use a little fruity boost."

Levi took the glass in hand and took a sniff. "Is this … did you use all those strawberries?"

"And some bananas and a pear. Why, what were they for?"

"Pretty sure my mum bought them to make a cheesecake," Levi smirked wickedly. "Oh, well. If she asks, I'll just tell her we use them in our sexcapades."

Eren snorted on his smoothie, sending pink flecks all over his nose. "Levi! You can't say that … to your mum?"

Levi shrugged with a smirk, "Why not? Shouldn't leave strawberries lying around unguarded. Least of all when you come over."

"Why do you say that?"

"You're addicted to them."

"I am not!"

"Oh? So, what's this on the toast?"

"…Jam, of course."

"What flavour jam?"

"… Fuck you, goth boy," Eren pouted, ripping a chunk of toast off with his teeth and pouting as he chewed.

Levi chuckled next to him, his cravings for a cigarette forgotten for the time being.

~0~

Levi had invited his friends over that evening.

Eren felt a little grumpy about it, as he'd enjoyed simply having Levi all to himself, curled up in bed and revising for their upcoming exams. Not the most exciting way to spend a Saturday, but Levi's fractured ankle made it difficult to do even basic things. At first, Eren had gently complained, that Levi shouldn't strain himself when he can barely move from room-to-room. However, Levi came back with the fact that they would most likely be playing games, maybe instruments and drinking. The only real need to stand up would be when he wanted to take a piss.

So that's how, several hours later, Eren found himself in a room with five other goths he'd seen skulking around campus, as well as Mike and Hange, who had brought her own guitar. Mike was more of a drummer, but he reasoned that he couldn't lug that crap around just to jam.

As soon as everyone had arrived, Isabel announced that they should order food now before everyone got too drunk to dial.

Amidst all the chaos and clinking of chains all around him, Eren suddenly realised that he had never actually seen or heard Levi play. At this statement, Hange had gaped at him before bouncing up to Levi's room, ignoring his protests. Eren leaned back in the sofa, Levi propped on the arm beside him. He looked considerably more dressed-down today, compared to his friends; he had black cargo pants that hid most of his boot brace, and a black and blue striped hoodie with a black vest underneath. His fingers had a couple of plain metal rings. Whereas most of his friends had come wearing fishnet tights, gelled hair and jackets and dresses that had corset ties all over it. And chains. Lots and lots of chains.

Eren felt so normal in comparison, and not in a good way.

When Hange returned with Levi's guitar, she brandished it towards him and stepped out of arms reach as he snatched it from her with a glare.

Conversation flowed around them, and so Eren didn't immediately pick-up on Levi's playing until he strummed louder. A few heads turned towards him but soon went back to their own conversation; they'd heard him play before. Eren took a swig of his beer and watched Levi from behind. His whole body seemed to move with the rhythm of the music, it was beautiful to watch. Eren felt as though he were in a trance. His free hand rose of its own volition and smoothed up the back of Levi's vest, touching the warm skin underneath. Levi tensed at the contact, but his music didn't falter.

The doorbell rung out, breaking the spell.

Levi set his guitar to one side as Farlan and Mike went to the door to help carry in the four large pizzas, sides and drinks. Isabel dropped to her knees at the coffee table and starting to sort things out, even though there wasn't that much room to begin with. Levi settled back against the sofa, stretching his bad leg out a little with a grimace.

"You okay?" Eren asked quietly, his arm weaving its way around Levi's shoulders.

"Yeah just a few twinges, nothing major."

Eren wasn't entirely convinced, but he let the matter drop. "So," he said. "How come I've never heard you play before?"

Levi shrugged. "I prefer to sing, but I usually do that in the shower or when I have my headphones on. You're not around when I do that shit so …" he trailed off, feeling a little embarrassed at the attention.

"I like listening to you play," Eren smiled.

Levi rolled his eyes but couldn't deny the little flutter he felt as those words. Wordlessly, his hand sought Eren's and laced their fingers together. Eren was a little surprised; Levi wasn't one for any sort of PDA, not even when they were alone. It was only in the last few weeks that Levi had started to warm-up to the touching freely part of their relationship. But to do it in a room filled with your friends and not caring who saw? That was a big step for their relationship as well as Levi.

The food eventually got divided up, Hange having brought a set of paper plates because 'fuck doing the dishes!'

One of the other goth's, a girl called Annie who had her blonde hair coiled around her head like a nest of snakes, went around the room making sure that everyone had a drink, alcoholic or not. As the drinks flowed, more and more people opting for alcohol and mixers or bottles of beer, the rowdier the small group became. Eren was enjoying himself, listening to about three different conversations all at once. Levi was more relaxed, too, evening chuckling as his friends became more animated. It was strange for Eren to see a group of people who were usually so sombre, start laughing and joking, or throwing balled up napkins at one another.

Isabel and Farlan helped clear the table of the empty pizza boxes and stashed them in the kitchen to be dealt with later. Levi thanked them, clapping them both on the arm as they came back to join in the circle that was forming around the coffee table.

"Who wants to play … Truth or Dare?!" Hange grinned manically, clapping her hands for attention.

"Really, specs? That's your idea of a good time?" Levi cocked an eyebrow at her.

"It's either that or 'Never Have I ever …' and this is more fun anyway!"

"Fine," Levi sneered. "You go first."

Hange grabbed an empty beer bottle from the floor and set it in the middle of the table. Giving it a sharp spin, everyone watched as it eventually slowed down and landed on Farlan. "Eee! Okay, Farlan, truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"What's the worst thing you've done to a teacher at college?"

Farlan frowned a little, tapping his beer bottle thoughtfully. "Uh … I think it was last year, when I had Mr. Trunder and he was dolling our detentions for no real reason. I put one of those little firecrackers in his desk."

Hange threw her head back and cackled. Annie frowned, "Wasn't he the teacher that had a panic attack or something? Didn't they need to call an ambulance?"

Farlan waved his hand dismissively, "Unrelated."

Annie. "Annie, truth or dare?"

"Dare."

"I dare you to flash your tits."

Annie narrowed her eyes even more. "This is just to see my piercings isn't it?"

Farlan shrugged, "I wanted to prove a point to Issy."

Before any chanting could start, Annie stood up and unfastened the front of her dress before peeling the black fabric aside. Her bra underneath was hot pink and lacy. She had a tattoo of a rose on her left breast. Grabbing her bra, she lifted it up, letting her pert breasts bounce free. Eren felt his jaw go slack; both of her nipples had red jewelled piercings slotted through them. It was both obscenely hot and made his insides twist at the pain of piercing such a tender body part.

By the time he'd gathered his thoughts, Annie had tucked herself away.

When Annie spun the bottle, it seemed to go one forever. She seemed entirely unphased that everyone in the room had seen her tits, something Eren just couldn't fathom. He was jarred out of his thoughts as the bottle skittered to a stop in front of him. The neck was pointing at Levi. Annie smirked.

"Levi, truth or dare?"

"Dare, obviously."

"I dare you to … kiss Eren!"

There were a few small gasps from Hange and Isabel, their heads turning to watch for Levi's reaction. Eren stiffened next to him, trying to focus on the pattern of the sofa cushions. He knew Levi hated public affection. They hadn't kissed in front of people before, not like this, and even then it had only been a small peck on the cheek at best.

To his surprise Levi merely sighed, set his bottle down, and dragged himself up to his feet. He wobbled a little, thanks to the boot, but righted himself almost instantly. "Get up, brat," he said.

Eren obliged, feeling tense and burning with the weight of all those eyes, on him. He easily towered over Levi by a good head at least. Levi wasted, no time in grabbing the front of this shirt and smashing, their mouths together. His hand curled around the back of Eren's neck, holding him in place, his tongue darting out and immediately demanding access to his mouth. Eren clung back, his hands gripping Levi's waist as he felt that tongue stud send shivers racing through him. The wolf whistled and cheers faded into the background as he devoured Levi's mouth and allowed the older teen to do the same, fingers knotting in his hair and teeth grazing his lip.

Fuck, he was so hot!

Eren's heart stuttered in his chest as Levi finally broke the kiss for air.

The others wolf-whistled and cheered while Levi looked around at them all, his face expressionless as he tugged on Eren's sleeve, dragging the taller teen down onto the sofa beside him. Eren's face was flushed as he took another swig of his beer, trying to calm, the burning blush he felt staining his cheeks. Levi continued to drink and smirk at the others, their thighs pressed tightly together.

As the game continued, more tits being flashed, a knob or two working its way out of a zipper, and with even more drinks thrown into the mix, Eren was beginning to feel fuzzy in the head. How many beers had he had? He couldn't remember. All he knew was that, Levi felt so solid and warm next to him, and his hair looked so soft and shiny, it was hard to keep himself from reaching out and touching it.

It was a good few hours later, just as he was leaving the bathroom, when Eren was pressed up against a wall, Levi's firm hands digging into his hips. "Levi what -?"

"Shh!" a rough finger pressed to his lips. His shivered as Levi pressed his lips to Eren's ear. "I want to go back in there and shower for me."

"What? Why?"

Levi smirked. "I want to make sure every inch of you -" He reached around the squeezed Eren's arse tightly. "-is squeaky clean for me."

Eren blushed, his mind going blank as he stared down at Levi grinning up at him. The predatory glint in his grey eyes should have been a red flag, but dear God he was turned on as he felt those teeth graze against his jaw and throat.

"Ahh -o-okay!" he stammered, sagging against the wall. "W-what about the others? I can't just disappear."

Levi rolled his eyes. "Leave them to me. The party will wind down soon and then they'll fuck off." He reached up and smoothed his hand down Eren's jaw. "So sexy …" he breathed, before pressing his mouth to Eren's. Pulling away, he smirked to himself before spanking Eren's thigh. "Go shower, babe. Relax. I won't be long."

Eren stood, staring, as Levi descended the stairs into the hubbub of the party.

After a time, he didn't know how long he zoned-out for, Eren made his way to the bathroom and locked the door behind him. His head was still a little fuzzy as he washed himself down, taking extra care to lather the soap into every crevice of his body.

Towel-dried and dressed in a hoodie and loose trousers, he scurried back towards Levi's room. He settled into bed; the covers pulled up to his chest as he listened to the party winding down downstairs. The front door opened and closed a few times. Eren tried to read one of Levi's books, but he was still on the same page, twenty minutes later, as his mind kept reeling at Levi's request. Eventually, said both sauntered into his own room, his cargo pants hanging dangerously low on his hips.

"Were you a good boy, Eren?" Levi growled, his smoky eyeshadow making his eyes look pitch black.

Setting the book aside, Eren nodded. "I did as you asked."

"Good boy."

Levi peeled off his shirt, his pale muscles glowing in the soft lamplight. Eren felt blood rush into his crotch as Levi came over to the bed, his now bare feet barely making a sound. The closer he came the more Eren's heart beat heavily against his ribs. The clinking of metal buckles and chains clicking together as Levi took off his trousers was enough to make Eren both nervous and aroused. Dressed only in a pair of boxers, Levi peeled the duvet aside and slid into the bed beside Eren. Propping himself up with one arm, he hesitated just a fraction before delving in for an open-mouthed kiss.

"Fuck, Levi," Eren moaned, grasping the back of his boyfriend's head and holding him in place.

They kissed, tongued, and rutted against one another as Levi's grasping hands became more urgent. Levi was gasping and panting heavily, his open mouth barely closing over Eren's mouth, before another groan escaped. It was getting hot under the duvet; Eren peeled off his hoodie and when he felt Levi press their hips together, he could feel the cotton of his boxers sliding down. A shiver ran down his spine as he felt Levi's naked, slick cock slide against his own.

"You're so gorgeous -so gorgeous -" Levi grunted, bracing himself against the bedframe, the other hand gripping Eren's shoulder as he rocked his hips harder and harder.

Eren was seeing stars; the white hot heat of his orgasm was bubbling up inside him, all he could do was dig his blunt nails into Levi's thighs and thrusting in time with his boyfriend. He was panting, his forehead pressed to Levi's shoulder as the prickling heat set every nerve ending alight.

"Levi!"

Levi grunted as Eren jolted and bucked underneath him, his mouth hanging open as he came hot and heavy all over his stomach. He continued to thrust his hips, driving his cock alongside Eren's, the slippery heat sending him hurtling over the edge.

Exhausted and sweaty, he grimaced at the mess all over Eren's stomach. "Let's get you clean up," he grunted, peeling himself away from Eren's sweaty skin to grab some tissues. He wiped them both clean, tossing the tissues into the bin. Leaning over his panting boyfriend, Levi smirked and stroked his sweaty fringe out of his eyes. "Now that you've enjoyed yourself … I want to ask you something."

Eren gave a shaky nod, gasping. His mouth was so dry. "S-sure. What is it?"

"Can I rim you?"

Eren's mind went blank as he stared up at Levi's face. "Um … I don't … I'm not sure …"

Levi stroked a hand down his chest and tweaked one of his nipples. "We can always stop if you feel uncomfortable."

Licking his lips Eren felt himself nodding. "O-okay. I trust you."

Levi smiled gently, the warm feeling spreading through his chest. "Lie on your front. You'll be more comfortable." He stood up from the bed, allowing Eren to wriggle over until he was lying on his front, a pillow cuddled under his chin.

Levi knelt down at the end of the bed, pressing hot kissed up Eren's thighs, delighting in how the tall teen squirmed at his touch. He gently bit down on one of Eren's butt cheeks, smirking when he tensed instinctively.

"You're going to have to relax," Levi purred, nuzzling kisses along both buttocks.

"I'm … t-trying …"

Levi smiled to himself. Gently prising Eren's cheeks apart, he tentatively licked a trail from his balls and up until he felt the small, puckered entrance. The muscles twitched at his touch. Eren let out a shuddering breath and tried to relax. "Such a good boy," Levi breathed, gently licking and probing, trying to get his boyfriend used to the sensation.

"Feels so weird," Eren huffed a laugh.

Levi hummed, focusing on applying more pressure. Eren squirmed at the feel of Levi's tongue and mouth gently sucking and licking at his balls. When that tongue circled his hole, it made him flush with heat. He buried his face in the pillows, relaxing into Levi's hands as the older boy kissed along his cheeks before he felt that wet tip probe inside him. It felt so weird and exciting at the same time.

"You're so sexy, Eren," Levi growled low in his throat, spreading Eren's buttocks wider and pressing his tongue inside. Eren gasped, raising his arse into the air to give Levi better access.

"Levi … Levi … Levi …" He panted it like a mantra, pleading for more, though he didn't know what that was.

"You want more, baby?" Levi grinned wickedly, licking one of his fingers. "Tell me you want more."

"Levi please! I need more!"

"Good boy, you sexy brat!" Levi pressed the tip of his finger around Eren's wet hole, gently applying pressure. When he gently pressed the digit inside, Eren tensed, mewling into the pillow. "You okay, kid?"

He watched Eren give a nod, his face still buried.

"You sure?"

Another nod.

Taking his cue from his boyfriend, Levi slowly eased his finger in and out, pressing it in a little deeper each time. Eren's moans turned into pants as he forced himself to relax again. Once Levi was sure Eren felt comfortable, Levi started to increase his pace, fingering Eren's until the brat was moaning and writhing underneath. Levi wasted no time in adding another finger.

"Oh God -Levi! -Levi I wanna cum … I wanna cum again …"

"Oh yeah?" Levi grinned. "Can you knee up a little?"

Eren shakily raised himself on his knees, his head bowed and limbs quaking. Levi resumed pleasuring his lover, his mouth never leaving Eren's cheeks and thighs. He reached between Eren's legs and started stroking his cock again, coaxing him towards another orgasm. His knees started to buckle, so he withdrew his fingers from Eren, bracing himself against the mattress, and quickly pressed his tongue inside his lover, darting it in and out, kissing and laving at the raw muscles until he felt Eren's entire body go rigid as another orgasm racked through him.

Eren collapsed facedown onto the pillows, panting heavily, his mind utterly blank.

Levi pressed a trail of kissed up along Eren's sweaty back, grimacing a little, but deciding not to let his hang-ups ruin the moment. This was another first of many for Eren and he wanted to savour each and every one. Grabbing a tissue from his desk, he wiped his hand clean, and then tended to his boyfriend.

Eren rolled over onto his back and let Levi clean up the mess he'd collapsed in. He watched with a deliriously happy smile as the older teen, with his smudged make up and messy black hair, grimaced at the bedsheets but ultimately deciding it was tomorrow's problem.

He wouldn't help but think just how beautiful Levi looked in the lamplight. How did he get a boyfriend who was so attentive and exciting? Levi must have caught his looking, because his entire posture stiffened as their eyes met.

"What're you staring at brat?" he asked, without any malice in his voice. If anything, Eren would go as far as to say he almost sounded affectionate.

"Nothing," he gave a lazy smile. "Just thinking how beautiful you are."

Levi huffed and rolled his eyes. When Eren reached out, however, he allowed himself to be pulled down into the messy sheets and enveloped into those long, strong arms. Aware that Eren couldn't see his face, Levi smiled to himself, leaning into Eren's firm chest. Even the feel of Eren's breath against his hair didn't annoy him as it usually would have.

Eren cuddled into his boyfriend, wrapping himself around Levi as he burrowed into the pillows to get comfy. His heart felt so full he wondered how his chest was able to contain anything. In his euphoric haze, he let his hands wonder over Levi's exposed skin, letting his fingertips wonder around and tracing tender patterns until Levi's breathing finally evened out as he fell asleep. Eren smiled, letting his eyelids fall shut. The moment was so perfect, he wished it never had to end.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this update and please feel free to leave a review!