In between serving customers, Eren, found himself glancing Levi's way, checking in on him and making sure he was okay. He did not appear to have a headache and was currently working on his laptop. He could almost fool himself in thinking Levi had stayed so long for him. Although, logically he knew Levi often camped out at the cafe even before he worked there.
Petra had joined Levi at his table, and Eren thought it best he give them some time to catch up before he joined them. He lasted about ten minutes before he was sliding into the booth next to Levi. Most people at the start of a relationship were hesitant, unsure and questioning each move they made. Eren, however, was confident in one thing, and that was, his touches helped Levi.
He placed a hand on Levi's thigh, under the table, as he smiled over at Petra, "I hope business continues to be like this,"
"If it does, we can easily consider expanding, or maybe buying second premises." She returned excitedly. Eren had not missed the 'we' and was sure she meant nothing of it, but he was pleased none the less.
A few moments later Marco, was calling for Petra. Someone was on the phone for her, asking if they took private party bookings. She shook her fists in glee before bounding away.
Eren instantly turned to face Levi, "Where were we?" he asks, leaning in and stopping mere centimetres away from Levi's lips.
"Horny little thing, aren't you," Levi remarks.
Eren pulls back so he can see Levi's face, "Firstly, yes, yes I am. Secondly, there is nothing little about me." He boasts.
This only causes an arched eyebrow to be sent his way.
"Come on. I crave your lips!" Eren protests.
It was good to know he wasn't the only one steadily getting addicted to the other's lips.
Eren had slung one arm around the back of the booth around Levi's shoulders, his body angled facing Levi, his eyes pleading like a sad little puppy and his lips waiting.
Levi rolls his eyes and moves to meet Eren's lips in the middle, within seconds Eren has taken hold of Levi's face, holding it gently as he deepens the kiss. Levi is thankful that he had the foresight to move to a more secluded area of the cafe.
Stupidly Levi thought he was getting used to Eren's lips and how they made him feel, how nieve he was. Eren's lips had a lot more to show him. He was screwed, he had never felt so out of control, but happy to be so at the same time.
The moment Eren entered his peripheral vision, the world around him would abate, then as Eren got closer, as he touched him, his world would focus down to just Eren. When Eren was kissing him, he was certain a robbery could take place and he would still be kissing Eren completely unaware.
He did not want to rush things, starting a relationship was all new to him, he didn't want to scare Eren away, but to quote himself, he was a horny thing and needed more and more from Eren. He compromised by sliding his tongue into Eren's mouth and feeling delirious when he felt Eren's tongue coming into play.
A wave of anger not connected to his current make out session engulfed him, he broke away from Eren and sucked in a sharp breath. Such hatred.
He looked beyond Eren and saw a man retreating to the customer toilets that happened to be near their booth.
He hated when he felt other peoples emotions so intently and so suddenly. He could only assume that the man that walked by was not a fan of seeing two men making out.
Eren's brows were furrowed at him questioning him silently, Levi inclined his head slightly towards the man who was now returning from the toilets. He looked at them and said clearly, "Disgusting," as he walked by.
Eren scowled at his back and Levi gripped the edge of the table as his stomach churned and his head throbbed. To have such a severe reaction, the person had to be truly hateful, truly disgusted. It felt like a dark cloud had passed over him, ruining his good mood.
"Asshole, who does he think he is?" Eren protested loudly.
Levi pulled at his arm to get him to turn to face him once more, "Don't," he managed, taking a breath and adding, "he's not the type of person you want to mess with - trust me." Some people were bad to the core, those people Levi never attempted to help.
He released a shaky breath of relief when he noticed the man leaving the cafe.
"Hey," Eren called softly, "It's not disgusting you know, what we..."
"I know," Levi cut off, "It's not that. That man was so full of hate that it surrounded me within a second," he explained, once again thankful he had told Eren about being an empath and being able to explain his sudden mood changes.
As if knowing what he needed, Eren took hold of his hand once more and began making small circles over the back of it with his thumb. Levi hung his head, trying to keep ever so still. He found in those situations he needed to sit, process the emotions, let them slowly leave him as he became himself again. It was exhausting. Because when in a state of emotional overwhelm, his ability to think and be rational is hindered because of the mess of thoughts in his mind.
Eren could sense Levi was suffering, he felt dreadful, he wished he could do something to help.
He reached out with his free hand and stroked the buzzcut above the nape of Levi's neck, he placed his forehead against Levi's, "Take your time," whispered.
If Levi was not in a public place he would have collapsed into Eren's arms and curled up in them until he felt better. Eren truly had a healing touch.
He could see himself being completely undone by Eren in so many ways. To show himself like had never done so before, to feel exposed and vulnerable but also accepted and wanted. His mind was at war, on one hand, he was fighting with his past self, trying to keep up his excruciatingly built walls, to on the other hand saying fuck it all, and letting Eren in. To showing his emotions, to allowing himself to be the one to express how he felt for a change.
They sat like that for some time, Eren stroking Levi's hair at the back of his head, loosely hugging him as they touched foreheads.
"Eren," Levi called softly.
Eren moved back, looking into Levi's slightly more relaxed yet still exhausted face.
"I think I need to go lay down in a dark room," Eren had made the after-effects so much better, yet his body and mind were still exhausted.
Eren didn't want Levi to go home, so he offered for Levi to lay on his bed upstairs. He sensed Levi would have protested but he was too drained to travel home and just about managed to get up the stairs to Eren's room.
He left Levi to rest, channelling his energy into cleaning the cafe. Eren dreaded to think what that man was capable of if he could cause such a reaction in Levi.
A few hours had passed, Eren's shift was over. He made Levi a pot of fresh tea, and placed his favourite snack onto a tray, silently making his way to his room. He sneaked in, placing the tray on the bedside table. Looking down at Levi, he could see he was still pained, his brows were drawn in, as he slept.
Without thinking, he climbed into bed, sliding next to him, becoming the big spoon. He wrapped an arm around Levi and moved as close to Levi as he could.
He did not see it, but Levi's brow relaxed as Eren's touch eased his pain. Within minutes Levi was stirring, having sensed the arrival of Eren through the comfortable feeling he brought with him.
Levi turned and was now face to face with Eren.
"Hey," Eren smiled warmly at him.
Levi remained silent, shifting his body so was more flush against Eren.
"I brought you some tea and a snack," Eren stated.
"You did," Levi asked as he lifted his head to look at the tray.
"Thanks," he told Eren as he moved to sit up, "How long have I been up here for?"
"Only a few hours," Eren answered, worried Levi would be annoyed.
"I see," he replied as he accepted the drink Eren was now offering him.
They sat in silence, until Eren blurted, "Does that happen often? I mean needing to sleep it off?"
Levi sighed, he feared his condition might be too much for Eren, to have to comfort him and keep up with his changes in moods at a flick of a switch.
"Yes," he honestly admitted, he would not hide anything from Eren, "A couple of hours is good, I guess you helped. I have been known to pass out for a day or more."
"Fuck!" Eren muttered shocked, "How have you been able to function, surely it has a detrimental effect on your life?"
"One could say that," he agreed, "It is better now as an adult, I have a job that I, fortunately, do not need to be surrounded by people to accomplish, I can work from home. My home is secluded away from people, I have learnt over the years when to avoid places - such as grocery stores at peak times. I know what can help calm me."
"That's something, I guess. It must have been very lonely." Eren regretted saying it, he was sure Levi was aware of how lonely it was.
"Yes," he glanced at Eren, "Do not pity me though, I have good friends and now I have you. I've never spoken so openly about my ability, it is refreshing."
"I'm glad my father kicked me out," he joked, also regretting that, as a wave of sadness washed over them both as Eren thought of his father.
Levi sipped his tea, and Eren stared at his hands, thinking of his father. He had not reached out to him - he had not attempted to find out if he was okay.
It was Levi's turn to do the comforting as he placed his cup down, he took hold of Eren's chin, gently lifting his chin, so they made eye contact.
"Your father may come around in time," he reassured, "meanwhile, I'm glad I could help you that day."
"Me too," Eren admitted as he started to kiss Levi, his movements reserved and restrained. As if Eren wanted to saviour every second of the kiss before, he got carried away.
Their lips, tongues, the depth and speed of the kiss was all in synch and moving together, which cumulated into a hell of a kiss. Every kiss was astounding, it was as if their lips were made for each other only.
The air around them was ripe, with each swish of a tongue, a touch of their lips, the tension increased, making them both want more.
"How do you do that?" Eren asked breathlessly as he tried to calm his racing heart.
"Do what?" Levi questioned, confused.
"Make me lose my mind every time you kiss me!" He declared, his hands gesticulating wildly as he spoke.
Levi eyed him, "Me!" he disagreed, "I think you'll find it's you making me forget where and who I am, every time you kiss me."
Eren sat up straighter, turning to face Levi, completely, "Um...no..." he retorted.
"Yes," Levi rebuked.
"I've never been told by anyone that I kiss that good," Eren concluded, thinking he had won.
"So," Levi returned, "There is something about you that reacts to me, my emotions settle around you, I feel at ease, all my senses are heightened, it would make sense you cause me to experience kissing to the extreme."
Eren contemplated that for a while, "Maybe, it's both of us, separately we are ordinary, but together seem to evoke a strange level of heightened sensations." He shrugged, "I don't know."
"I have no idea," Levi returned he moved to kneel on the mattress beside Eren.
"All I know is that when I do this..." he began kissing Eren's collar bone, before pausing, "and this..." he trailed his fingertips along the other side of Eren's collar bone, down his chest... "then this..." he runs his hand up Eren's inner thigh, "I'm driven wild,"
"Y-you're driven wild." Eren spluttered out his, heart beating fast again.
"I think I am feeling you're emotions as well as mine, and it's amazing." He tried to clarify.
"Whatever it is, don't stop," Eren demanded, as he too knelt on the mattress and moved to capture Levi's lips in a searing kiss.
Levi's hands held Eren's hips steady, and Eren's hands were holding Levi's head, his fingers curling into Levi's hair.
The world around them went quiet, and the only thing on their minds was how much they want to kiss the other.
The kiss was gradually speeding up in intensity and desire. Eren had to pull away again, panting as he did so, "Fuck," he uttered more to himself than to Levi.
"Indeed," Levi agreed, as he too tried to calm the feeling of electricity flowing through him.
"You'll be the death of me," Eren pointed out, needing to take a break. He plopped back down onto his bed.
"Not if I die first," He retorted, certain that if this was a snippet of what was to come, then he was going to have a heart attack.
He moved to sit next to Eren, leaning back against the headboard.
"Well, what a way to go right," Eren laughed.
Levi frowned over at him, and Eren elaborated, "Dying of a heart attack as you have the orgasm of your life. A literal mind-blowing one!" he laughed again.
"I can think of worse ways to go," he coolly states.
Eren mimicks, picking up a phone, "Hello, 999, yeah, I need an ambulance. I was riding my partners cock, and he had a heart attack." He snorted as he hung up the imaginary phone.
Levi groaned internally when Eren said, 'riding my partners cock,' he needed to calm down not get aroused at such thoughts.
Eren nudged Levi with his elbow, "Can you imagine," he chuckled.
Levi could imagine certain parts of that all too well.
"Mmm-hmm," he returned, hoping Eren did not notice his lack of a response.
He did not, he continued, "I'd be consoling your friends, saying, 'he died doing what he loved most,' meaning, being ridden, to euphoria."
Levi closed his eyes, trying his darndest to not but failing to imagine Eren straddling him, as he's buried deep inside of him, Eren gyrating above him, as those beautiful eyes stared down at him. Fuck, he was getting hard thinking about it.
"Levi," Eren called. Levi opened his eyes to find Eren looking at him peculiarly.
Levi cleared his throat, "Sorry, I-I..." he had no idea what he was going to say - it was rare for him to be speechless.
"Oh, do you prefer to do the riding?" Eren said, winking at him.
A sound escaped Levi's throat involuntary, "No!" He added.
Shit, he was never a flustered person, "I mean, yes. Well, no - I mean either. I'm versatile." He finally got out.
Ha! Levi thought as he saw a blush flush across Eren's cheeks, I'm not the only one feeling flustered.
"Oh," was all Eren could manage.
They lay back against the headboard in silence.
One, two, three, four seconds...ugh...five...six...fuck!
"More tea?" Eren blurts out, hating silences.
Levi blinked over at him, "Actually no, I need to get going. I left some documents at home that need finishing before I meet with my business advisor." He hated meeting people, usually having as few appointments that he can.
Eren swung his legs off the side of the bed, leaving Levi room to scramble off the bed.
Levi straightens his clothes, adjusts his hair and then steps to stand between Eren's legs. Eren hugs him around the waist as he sits on the edge of the bed. Levi's arms wrap around Eren's neck, loosely resting on his shoulders.
It doesn't frighten Eren how intimate they are, considering they only started taking this beyond friends a day ago. It felt right.
They hold that position for a while before Levi rustles Eren's hair to indicate Eren lets go. He does so and stands.
They walk out of his room, then the flat together, Eren walks Levi to the back exit of the cafe, and he kisses him gently and quickly goodbye.
"Please, text me when you get home." Eren requests, still worried about Levi's mental state and energy levels.
Levi inclines his head to indicate that he would, he kisses Eren one more time before he turns and walks away. Eren watches him until he turns around the corner at the end of the alley.