Giving in to the Truth
Eren let out a less than manly shriek as he fell on his ass on the veranda.
"You scream like a girl," Levi commented as he stepped out of the portal.
"Wh-what the fuck?!" Eren sputtered, followed quickly by, "That was freakin' awesome! How'd you do that?"
"No clue," Levi replied. "I just did it."
"So, what was that?"
"A portal. I needed to talk with some old friends, and that's the only way to get there."
"Where did you go?" Kuchel asked.
"To speak with the Fates."
Eren's mouth fell open. "The Fates are real?"
"Very. They send you their regards," Levi relayed.
Carla, who'd come out the moment she'd heard her son's shriek, sat down in shock. "The Fates send my son their regards?"
"Yeah. Eren and I frequently visit them, apparently. He even has his own rock that he always sits on," Levi explained.
"I don't remember ever visiting the Fates," Eren said in confusion.
"Past lives, Eren. Though this is the first time I've visited them in this life."
"Then how did you know of them?" Carla asked.
"His soul remembers," Kuchel replied. "That's how he knew to go to them and how to get there. What did they have to say, dear?"
"A lot of riddles, really," Levi replied. "But I still have a few helpful hints and more importantly, I have hope. I didn't even realize I'd lost hope of defeating Titan. I did learn that Titan has many heads; many leaders, but only one weakness that will take the entire organization down. Whoever this weakness is, I know it's a man, he's closer than we think . . . and look up."
"Look up?" Eren parroted. "What is that supposed to mean?"
Levi shrugged. "Guess we'll just have to find out."
The next few days were spent training and showing Eren around Tinninvale. Levi was frustrated with himself for not being able to focus as much as he wanted to. He found his thoughts borderline obsessed with Eren, mulling over what he'd learned and trying to figure out what he felt and what, if anything, he should do about it. It was even worse at night with the subject of his thoughts laying right beside him. Worse still, Eren noticed Levi's unusual behavior, asking the man if he was alright. Levi was grateful that Eren accepted his response of, "I'm fine. Just got a lot on my mind," and didn't press the matter any further.
Kuchel also noticed, but she was the quintessential meddling mom and wasn't going to let things go. She brought him to the small sitting room in her private apartments that overlooked another one of Tinninvale's many waterfalls. "You seem very distracted, Levi," she began as she served iced tea and finger sandwiches. "What's on your mind?"
Levi sighed, borderline exasperated, but knowing his mother wouldn't let it go and grudgingly accepting that maybe it would do him good to talk it out, he began to explain himself. "Honestly, Mom, I'm not sure. It's all a mess in there. Eren's pretty distracting as it is, but ever since the Fates confirmed what you told me about his being my soul mate . . ." He let out an aggravated huff, got up and began pacing the small room. "Nanaba used to tell me that I wouldn't know love if it came up and bit me on the ass. I always told her that I didn't care. I didn't want love. I didn't want to take the risk. Still don't, if I'm honest with myself. Thing is, I have zero experience with love of any kind. I mean, I love you, of course. But that's the love of a child for a parent. I mean, is what I'm feeling towards him really love? It's not like I'm sexually frustrated or anything, so I know it's not that." Levi stopped his pacing and turned to face his mother, indicating himself with his hands. "Look at me. That green eyed brat has somehow turned me into a rambling idiot!"
His mother smiled understandingly at him. "Sit down, Levi. You'll wear a hole in floor with all that pacing. You've ignored your feelings for him for too long."
"Too long? Mom, I've only known him for a few months!"
"And you've loved him for just as long."
For a few moments, Levi just looked at his mother blankly. "Number one, how do you always know this shit, and, number two, how does one even know they're in love?"
Kuchel chuckled. "I'm the Prophet, remember. I do keep an eye you. You are my son, after all. As for your other question, let me ask you a few things. Do you trust him?"
"Yes." Levi surprised himself with how quickly he answered.
"Do you find him easy to talk to but also easy to just be with in silence?"
"Yes."
"Do you feel more at ease with him by your side?"
"Yes."
"Can you imagine living life without him?"
Levi's eyes widened and he swallowed visibly. "No."
"You are very much in love with him."
He drank down some of his tea to alleviate the sudden dryness in his throat. "Now what?"
Kuchel laughed. "That, my son, is entirely up to you."
When his thoughts were a jumble and he needed to clear his mind, Levi would often retreat to a hidden natural pool in the forest to bathe. Such was the case this night. The pool had a small waterfall that spilled into it at one end, and a stream that trickled out to another waterfall on the other side. It was almost magical, like a scene from a fantasy movie. No matter what time of year it was, it was always early summer around the pool. A large willow, that seemed so out of place in a mountain forest, hung over the water near the inflowing waterfall. The water was so crystal clear that one could easily see the grains of sand at the bottom. Ferns, mossy stones and stands of cattails surrounded the pool.
Tonight, the full moon was reflected in the cool waters. Levi stripped down and set his clothes and a towel on a large stone near the edge of the water. He set up his ipod in its docking station and selected one of his more eclectic playlists for relaxing. He stretched out his wings and his body and then stepped into the cool, refreshing water. He spent a long time just floating on his back in the middle of the pool, gazing up at the moon, listening to the frogs and the crickets and the soft breeze that whispered through the pines and the willow.
Suddenly, an idea came to him and he returned to the shore. He felt as if he was following some long, distant memory as he switched his playlist to something much more exotic; some music that his mother had given him. He then stepped to the edge of the water, but instead of going in, he stepped out onto it. Not sure how, or even why, he continued out to the middle of the pool. He looked around his feet at the water, fascinated by this new ability. It felt so strange, and yet so natural to be walking around on the water's surface.
He closed his eyes and cleared his mind, letting the rhythm of the music flow around and through him. He began to move, slow and sensual along with the thrum of the music. It was an ancient dance that he knew from a distant past life, yet he moved as if he'd been dancing it this entire life. He let his inhibitions go and allowed himself to move as his soul dictated.
The full moon shown on the ripples on the water's surface created by Levi's feet and wingtips as he danced. His lithe body was on full display in the moon's light. White skin stood in stark contrast to the black hair, feathers and tattoos. His sharply defined muscles shifted sensually under his skin and the tiny droplets of water sparkled as he moved.
It was at this moment that Eren approached the pool, having been told by Levi's meddling mother that if he was restless, he should go to the meditation pool to bathe. Eren stood transfixed under the trees at the edge of the pool's clearing as if under a spell. He was in awe of the magnificent body on display before him. Eren stared as if mesmerized. Goddamn. His body is even more beautiful than I imagined! And I never would have guessed he could dance like that! I should leave before he sees me. Yeah. That's what I should do. Leave. Now. Eren didn't leave. He stood, rooted to his spot, watching the erotic dance on the water.
Eren took in every detail he could; the well defined muscles beneath alabaster skin; the droplets of water that still clung to his body and dripped from his jet black hair; the perfect curve of his ass below two perfect dimples; the thin trail of hair leading from his navel to a nest of jet black hair at the base of a semi erect phallus.
Then Levi caught sight of him. For a split second, Eren was certain he was about to die, but nearly collapsed a second later when instead, Levi, still looking him square in the eyes, continued dancing. The music that filled the clearing was building in intensity as Levi continued as if performing specifically for Eren, occasionally casting a look at him that the younger could only describe as sultry.
The dance eventually ended, with Levi down on one knee, his spread fingertips on the water's surface and his wings spread above him as he locked heated gazes with Eren. He smirked slightly as he stood and approached Eren across the water. The younger had stepped out onto the grass at the edge of the pool, too amazed by seeing Levi naked to even consider that the man was walking on top of water.
Levi stopped right in front of Eren, placed a hand on the younger's chest and gazed into his cyan-green eyes. "I'm not sure when, or even how," he said finally said softly, feeling as if he was listening to himself from outside his body with no control over what was being said. "But I've fallen in love with you."
Eren placed his hand over Levi's. He didn't know what to say in response. All he knew was that those words made his heart soar.
"I've told you before," Levi was trembling ever so slightly as he continued. "that I suck at expressing myself. I've spent so long suppressing my feelings, that I don't know how to deal with them anymore. I'll be honest with you; I'm scared. I've lost so many of the people I truly care about that I'm afraid to care about anyone. What scares me the most is that I can't stop myself from loving you, no matter how hard I try."
Eren's eyes filled with unshed tears as he reached up his free hand to cup the side of Levi's face. Levi closed his eyes and leaned into the touch, placing his own free hand over Eren's. The true gravity of Levi's confession was not lost on him. There he stood, at his most vulnerable, naked before a clothed Eren, baring his heart and his soul and offering himself to the younger. "I love you too, Levi. More than I ever thought possible. I'll admit, at first it was just a crush based on hero worship, and then I just thought you were a complete dick. But the more time I spent with you and got to know you, the more I started falling in love with you. I tried not to. I know you can sense emotions, and I just always assumed you'd never feel the same about me and I didn't want to make you uncomfortable. I just couldn't help myself, though."
Levi rested his forehead against Eren's chest. "How can someone like you love a monster like me? You're so kind and selfless and pure. I'm just an asshole."
"That's not true," Eren countered as he wrapped his arms around the older man and began carding his fingers through the raven locks on the back of his head. "You're the kindest, most selfless, most compassionate person I know. Regardless of how you try to portray yourself, it's obvious that you care. You wouldn't be a Superhero if you didn't."
Levi let out a sigh and wrapped his arms around Eren's waist. "You're my soul mate, Eren. The Fates confirmed it. There's no point in my trying to ignore and deny my feelings about you. I don't know how much time we may have together, but I don't want to regret wasting the time we have trying to push you away."
Eren pulled back and again placed his hand on the side of Levi's face. He stared into the Super's silver eyes for several moments, debating his next move. He finally drummed up the courage to lean in and press his lips against Levi's. The kiss was chaste but filled with love. Levi place his hand at the back of Eren's neck and drew him in for another. He opened his mouth slightly and Eren took the invitation, his tongue delving in to dance with the other's.
Hands began to roam, exploring each other's bodies, Eren's still clothed. Eren sought to memorize the feel of Levi's body; the feathers on his back between his wings; the joint at the underside of the wings where they met his shoulders; the surprising smoothness of his skin; the firmness of each clearly defined muscle; the mouth-watering curvature of his round, supple ass. Levi let out an involuntary moan when Eren's hand ran over his ass and groped one cheek firmly. The sound when straight to Eren's already fully hard erection.
He stepped back to look at Levi. The smaller man's wings were half open, his pupils were fully dilated with lust so that only the barest ring of silver remained, his face and neck were dusted pink with arousal, and his phallus was now fully erect and standing proud above a pair of firm round balls. Gods, but he's beautiful in the moonlight!
Levi's face became even pinker as he looked away from Eren's intense gaze. "Thank you," he muttered.
Eren then realized he'd spoken his thoughts aloud. "It's true," he confirmed. "Will you . . ." He swallowed hard. "Will you let me make love to you?"
Levi smiled faintly as he drew Eren in for another kiss. "Thought you'd never ask."
After several minutes of kissing and groping, Eren gently laid Levi back on the grass. He sat back for a moment to admire the naked form laid out before him with wings partially spread and looking up at him with a mix of love and lust and just a smidgeon of apprehension.
Eren settled between Levi's legs and continued kissing. His hand wandered up and down Levi's sides and chest as Levi's hands wandered under his shirt to rub his sides and back. After a few more minutes, tired of being the only one still clothed, Eren sat up and pulled his shirt off over his head. The shirt hadn't even cleared his head when he felt Levi's hands exploring his chest. The months of constant training had worked wonders for his muscles. His chest, back and abdomen were beautifully toned beneath smooth, perfect skin.
He grinned down at Levi as he clumsily wriggled out of his jeans, boxer briefs, socks and sneakers all at once. Finally, free of the constricting clothes, he again settled atop Levi to resume kissing and exploring.
Levi's hands shamelessly explored every inch of skin he could reach. He took special pleasure in the feel of Eren's firm, rounded ass. He took one cheek in each hand and gave them a solid grope, eliciting a soft moan from the younger. He was the one to moan, however, when Eren began to kiss down his throat, along his collar bones and down his breast bone. He inhaled sharply when he felt Eren's lips close around his left nipple, hands still wandering ceaselessly over his chest, sides and abdomen.
His breathing became heavy as Eren switched to the other nipple. His hands buried themselves in chocolate locks and massaged Eren's scalp. Eren kissed him on the lips once then his ear and then whispered, "Roll over."
Levi folded in his wings and did as instructed without question, his whole body vibrating with anticipation. Once he lay on his belly, propped up on his elbows, legs spread and wings again partially open, Eren immediately began massaging the beautiful ass that he'd only ever dreamed of being able to see. "You have got the most perfect ass," Eren told him.
Levi never got the chance to answer, since immediately after declaring his ass perfect, Eren ran his warm, velvety tongue up the cleft before spreading the cheeks and placing a feathery kiss on the puckered opening. Levi let out a soft, whimpering sigh of pleasure in response. There was something about being delicately touched in such an intimate spot that Levi found to be hugely arousing.
Eren sat back a moment, holding the cheeks apart to examine the opening, debating what he wanted to do next. He didn't take long to decide before he began tonguing, kissing and sucking the opening. The taste was both salty and slightly sour, but the long, low groan it drew from Levi's throat was positively delicious. He continued his ministrations for several minutes massaging the cheeks as he did, interspersed with the occasional nip or kiss to the cheeks.
When Eren stopped, Levi glanced over his shoulder their eyes locked as younger made a deliberate show of putting his index finger into his mouth and began running his tongue all over it to get it thoroughly coated in saliva with a look that Levi could only describe as sinful. Finally satisfied with the coating, Eren reached down and began rubbing circles around the anus before gradually pushing it in, pumping in and out slightly until the entire length was buried in the silky heat.
Levi sighed with pleasure at the sensation of his body being penetrated in such an intimate way. He'd always liked being the subservient during sex. He always preferred to let his partners have complete control. He lifted his ass a bit as Eren's finger moved around, exploring the silky wet walls and marveling at the heat. He pulled out, laved up his middle finger and slowly inserted both fingers. He pumped them slowly in and out with a twisting motion.
He finally added a third finger and continued pumping, but this time pressing towards Levi's front, searching for something. The older man bucked his hips and let out a loud moan as Eren finally found what he was looking for. The younger now assaulted the prostate with gusto. Levi was on the brink when Eren withdrew his fingers, resulting in a pathetic whine.
Eren placed a kiss at the nape of Levi's neck. "I don't want you coming without me."
Levi let out another low moan as he felt the tip of Eren's erection press against his opening briefly before pushing through and sliding deep inside his body in one long and very slow stroke. As Eren waited to make sure the smaller man's body was fully adjusted to the intrusion, Levi took the time to appreciate the sensations of their connection. Eren was in him up to his balls, which were pressed against his perineum. He could feel the course brown hairs at the base of the phallus tickling the upper side of his opening. He could feel the thick, hot phallus throbbing oh so deep inside of him.
He wasn't sure why, the feeling of being connected to Eren in this way felt so much more intense than being connected to anyone else before. Eren peppered kisses across the backs of his shoulders as he waited, until Levi shifted his hips, indicating that Eren should move. He felt Eren's lips form a smile against the nape of his neck as the younger drew back to the tip and then thrust in again in solid stroke, eliciting another pleasured moan from Levi's throat. As Eren gradually picked up the pace, Levi twisted his torso around for a kiss.
Eren readjusted his position, placing one hand on Levi's waist and another on his shoulder before thrusting into him in earnest. Still propped up on his elbows, Levi let his head drop so that his forehead rested on his forearms and let himself drown in the sensation of Eren moving in and out of his body. And then Eren pulled out.
Before he could question it, Eren instructed him, "On your back. I want to see your face."
Levi again folded his wings and shifted onto his back, wrapping his legs loosely around Eren's waist. Eren leaned in and kissed him as he thrust back in to Levi's welcoming heat. Levi threw his head back and let out a moaning sigh as Eren found his prostate again. He repeatedly assaulted that spot as he continued kissing Levi. The combined sensation of Eren filling him up then pulling out only to fill him up again, the continuous assault on his prostate and the friction of Eren's abdomen against his own weeping phallus had him drowning in pure bliss.
Without warning, Levi let out a sharp gasp, arced his back off the ground and his muscles tightened around Eren's still thrusting phallus. Nearly a dozen, brilliant, clear, round gems exploded from his eyes as tears of ecstasy ran down his face. His mind blanked as a powerful orgasm washed over him. He'd never had such an orgasm in his life. It lasted far longer than he though possible. By the time his senses began to return, he opened his eyes just in time to see Eren reach his own orgasm. The younger tilted his head back, mouth open in a silent scream as he spilled his seed deep into Levi's body.
A few moments later, Eren pulled out, lay down at Levi's side and lazily kissed him. "That was beautiful," he stated with a smile.
Levi placed a hand against the side of Eren's face. "It was. I think maybe being in love makes all the difference." Levi had had sex plenty of times, and he would describe his sex life as great. He also knew that sex was just that; sex. He now knew, however, that making love was a thousand times better than just sex.
They lay together for several minutes, basking in the afterglow. Eren eventually shifted and sat up with a chuckle. "Geez, you just get yourself all nice and clean and I come along and make a filthy mess of you again." He stood and headed to the edge of the pool, Levi openly admiring his strong back, round buttocks and long, powerful legs. Training had definitely done wonderful things to Eren's body.
"Totally worth it," Levi mused aloud as he too stood and followed Eren into the pool. Washing quickly turned to kissing which inevitably turned into round two. They stood in the middle of the pool, Eren thrusting slow and steady into Levi from behind, his arms wrapped around the smaller man, one hand firmly against his chest and the other stroking his phallus in time with his thrusts. Levi moved in time with the thrusts, one hand resting on the one Eren had on his chest and the other reaching back over his head to bury itself in Eren's hair as he twisted his torso enough so that they could kiss while doing their sensual dance.
Eren broke the kiss and buried his face in the junction of Levi's neck and shoulder and let out a long, low moan as he came harder than he did the first time. He continued thrusting lazily as he rode out his lengthy orgasm, still stroking his partner's phallus to bring him to completion. A couple of minutes later, Levi's entire body shuddered, wings and all as he came hard for the second time that night.
The two men stood in the middle of the pool for a while, Levi still wrapped in Eren's arms while they caught their breath, occasionally exchanging loving kisses. Eventually, Levi just rested his head back on Eren's shoulder and sighed in blissful contentment. "I love you, Eren."
Eren kissed Levi's shoulder. "I love you more."
Levi lifted his head and turned to give Eren an incredulous look. "Oh my god. Did you really just say that? That was so fucking cheesy."
Eren buried his face in the crook of Levi's neck and laughed. "I know."
Levi reached up and mussed the younger's damp hair. "You're such a dork."
Eren kissed him on the cheek. "Yeah, but at least now I'm your dork, so it's not so bad."
"Good. You're my dork and I'm your asshole."
"You are not!" Eren protested. "You're my . . . my . . . okay; you're an asshole."
Levi burst out laughing. It was the first truly free and relaxed sound Eren had heard from the older man. It was absolutely beautiful. Eren laughed along with him and their combined laughter echoed up and down the valley.
