Erwin came home a week later on fancy crutches. Their building had no elevator and he was exhausted by the time they made it up the stairs. He collapsed onto the couch with a groan and Rose ran over to greet him and sniff curiously at his leg armature.
"Rosie! How are you? Did you miss daddy? How are the kittens?"
"Walking," Levi said, zipping open Erwin's suitcase and putting his things in the dirty clothes.
"Really?! I missed it!"
"I've made her an appointment to get spayed and to take the kittens in for their first check-up." Levi pointed to a new plastic cat crate on the table.
"Good." Erwin fondled Rose's ears and she purred loudly.
Erwin's recovery wasn't easy on either man. Levi worked every hour he could to pay their bills and during his time off he had to sleep and get Erwin to and from physical therapy. The armature came off of Erwin's leg and they folded the pull-out bed back up and sat on the couch, watching TV, catching up on The Boys. Erwin was fresh out of the shower, his pale hair slicked and dark, still damp.
It was Sunday, Levi's day off, and he was fucking exhausted. The stress of working all the time and taking care of Erwin showed on his face. He was pale and drawn. He hadn't tinkered with his bike in weeks.
Erwin wasn't stupid. He knew. The guilt was overwhelming.
"Homelander is such a fucking asshole," Levi said, gesturing at the TV with his fifth beer.
"I hate this." Erwin said suddenly.
Levi gaped at him tipsily. "Do you? I thought you were enjoyin' the show?" he hunted around for the remote. "I'll change it …"
"Not the show, Levi," Erwin said, exasperated, "this." He gestured at his leg.
Levi looked stupidly down at the limb. "Are you having any pain? You still have some Percocet." He began struggling to rise. "I'll get you some …"
Erwin grabbed his arm. "No. I'm fine. I just. I'm so sorry to be a burden."
Levi sighed, understanding finally. Someone's head exploded in a spray of blood on the screen and Levi clicked the TV off.
"You're not a burden, Erwin. You got hurt. I'm taking care of you. That's all. It's what people do."
"It's too much, Levi. Too much on you. You work so hard and yet we're barely getting by. And … and it's all because of me. Because I just had to go for the alarm …"
And then Levi kissed him.
Erwin's head swam. Levi was kissing him.
Erwin's lips were warm and soft and he tasted minty from brushing his teeth and … Levi couldn't stop.
After a bit Levi pulled back, looking startled. He touched his own lips, stunned. It didn't feel weird. It hadn't felt bad. Maybe it was the alcohol but Levi had felt fine, not dirty, when he'd done it.
Erwin looked absolutely shocked. His hair was in disarray, his face flushed. "Levi …"
"Can we do that again?"
Erwin could only nod, eagerly.
Levi took a deep breath and repeated the action, tentative this time. Erwin opened his mouth and Levi swallowed and dove back in. He pushed his tongue into Erwin's mouth, exploring. It had been so long. Even the last time he had had sex he'd not kissed the girl. It had squicked him out. He'd just fucked her, hard and fast, seeking his release, seeking that few seconds of comfort, of bliss.
It was different with Erwin. He was squeaky clean for one thing, and it was Erwin.
He was getting hard.
Erwin leaned back, gasping. "Can I … can I touch you?"
Levi squirmed. It was a moment of truth. He didn't want it but he did want it. Oh, how he wanted it.
He hesitated, torn, then reared back and stripped off his t-shirt.
Erwin gaped. He knew Levi was crazy good-looking but he was not prepared for the sight of the man with his shirt off. Levi had almost no body fat so his muscles stood out in sharp relief. He had no tats on the front of his body below the 'Sina' under his left collarbone (save for the one on his lower belly, presumably.) Erwin reached out carefully and brushed the smattering of black hair on Levi's chest, following it down to where it got thicker and disappeared into the waistband of his jeans.
Levi trembled and kissed him again, hungrily, aggressively.
It had been so long. So long since another human had touched him, run a hand over his skin. It felt wonderful, wonderful and scary at the same time.
He scooted closer, reaching out to touch Erwin's warm skin, kneading his hips. He wanted to touch the man all over, grab his thighs, his ass, leave fingermark bruises to claim him as his.
"Lie back," he said. His voice was a low, dark murmur and Erwin obeyed.
Levi carefully arranged him on the couch. Body flat, bad leg off the couch, heel on the floor. He then lifted Erwin's left leg—the one against the back of the couch—and hooked his arm under Erwin's knee. Then he leaned forward and kissed him, sliding his tongue into Erwin's mouth, making him moan. The action of Levi leaning forward hiked Erwin's left leg up, pressing his clothed erection into Erwin's crotch. Erwin had never felt anything so erotic.
"Fuck," Levi said suddenly, sitting back. "Fuck, shit, and damn!"
"What?" Erwin sounded desperate, and he was. All this was going too slowly. He really wanted to get on with things.
Levi was chewing his lip, lost in thought. "I've got lube but I'm not sure I have any condoms."
"Damn."
"Yeah," Levi ran a hand through his hair looking down at Erwin apologetically. "It's been a while since I've done this."
Erwin—perversely—suddenly thought of Nile. He grabbed Levi's arms. "Wait … I think I've got some in my bathroom stuff."
"Thank god! Don't move."
Erwin took the opportunity to shimmy out of his sweatpants while Levi rummaged around in the bathroom. After a brief hesitation, he shucked his shirt off as well.
A sound of triumph came from the bathroom and Erwin grinned.
Levi returned quickly, snagging the lube out of his nightstand as he came. He went stock still when he saw Erwin.
"Fuck …"
Erwin was laid back on the couch, acres of soft golden skin bare, one leg on the floor, arms thrown over his head. He looked at Levi from under white blond lashes and said nothing. He looked like an actual god. Levi swarmed him, kissing and licking, touching him everywhere.
"God I want you … want to fuck you so bad … wanna hear you scream my name.
"Then take me levi. Do whatever you want. I … I want you inside me."
Several minutes of eager strokes, burning kisses and shuddering moans, then Levi's lubed fingers were at Erwin's ass, pressing, insisting.
"Go slow it's been a long time for me, too," Erwin murmured.
Levi had his face buried in the crook of Erwin's neck. "Your ass is just so perfect. Wanna be inside." He pushed his fingers in again, stretching Erwin, brushing his prostate, making him gasp.
"Levi! Jesus … more, please."
Then it was Levi's cock, fat and curved, mushroom head pushing into his hole.
Levi was too eager, went too fast and Erwin hissed.
"Shit! Did that hurt? I'm sorry … you just feel so good."
"It's OK, just go slow."
Slow was hard, very hard. Levi trembled with the effort of it, gently feeding more of his cock past Erwin's tight ring.
"Fuck! Fuck you feel so good …"
They rocked together, slowly, Levi biting his lip and holding back, Erwin adjusting to the intrusion.
Finally, finally, Levi was fully seated, the entire length of his cock inside. He paused—with effort—and sighed. "Can I … can I move?"
Erwin wouldn't lie. It hurt a bit. He'd topped with Nile and his ass just wasn't used to it, especially with Levi's impressive girth. But it was a good hurt; sort of a burning, stretching pain that blended with incredible pleasure. Levi was inside him. Finally.
"M-move, Levi. Please move …"
"I don't wanna hurt you …"
"Don't worry, just do it. I want you!"
Levi began an agonizingly slow movement, drawing out a few inches and easing back in. The pain faded to nothing.
"Jesus, Levi!"
"More?" It was a guttural purr in his ear.
"Yes!"
And then they were fucking, hard and fast, Levi pinning him to the couch, sucking on his neck, his collarbones, gripping his thighs, leaving bruises.
Erwin couldn't control his voice. He was loud. All he could do was keep a deathgrip on Levi's tattooed shoulders and enjoy the ride.
It was good. Incredibly good. Erwin had only ever imagined sex like this. He arched his back off of the couch, and tried to pull his knees back as far as he could. He counterthrust up, wanting more of Levi inside of him, wanting it faster, rougher.
"Fuck, Erwin, fuck, Erwin, fuck! You're so perfect, so beautiful!" Levi panted, "God, Erwin, I love you!"
He came deep inside Erwin then, shuddering, and grabbed Erwin's cock, squeezing.
"Yes! Levi …!"
And Erwin came as well, messily, between them as Levi's cock still pulsed inside of him.
For a long moment both men just gasped, Levi leaning heavily on Erwin, hands on his shoulders.
Finally Levi moved—as Erwin knew he would—and recoiled away from the sticky mess on Erwin's chest. He looked critically at his bare left hand, covered in Erwin's cum. "I gotta go shower … sorry."
Erwin smiled fondly. "I understand. Go."
Levi clambered heavily up from the couch, withdrawing from Erwin, eliciting a hiss.
"You OK? I didn't … I didn't mean to get so carried away." He removed the condom, searching Erwin's face.
Erwin's smile broadened. "Don't apologise. That was amazing." he stretched and Levi watched avidly, admiringly.
"You're amazing …" Levi said, awestruck. "Uhm … join me? In the shower?"
Erwin was pleased, touched. "We both won't fit!"
"True …" Levi's gaze tore from Erwin. "Uh-oh." His already flushed face darkened to a deeper red.
Erwin looked to the side, between the couch and the TV, and he lifted himself up on his elbows.
The three kittens were there, on the threadbare rug, watching them with round cat eyes.
Erwin burst out laughing and Levi hurried to the bathroom.
Rose came through her spay operation with flying colors and the kittens got their first shots. Erwin and Levi were on the couch, holding hands, and watching, the kittens playing on the rug.
The couch was never folded out now. Erwin and Levi shared Levi's bed, their bed now, sleeping tangled in each other's arms, never minding the smallness of the mattress.
Their neighbors, Mrs. Arbogast and Mrs. Rodrigues, were positively smug, knowing from that first bout of loud sex what was going on. Erwin and Levi tried to keep it down but it was hard.
Erwin went back to his job with a promotion to head desk clerk and a permanent limp. It didn't bother him at all though it nagged at Levi.
Levi never got over his OCD, of course, it was a part of him but it got much better.
"I wish Farlan and Isabel and … my mom were here," Levi said, out of the blue.
Erwin tensed. He rubbed circles into Levi's hand with his thumb. "I know you miss them."
"Yeah … I just wish they could see me, see us." He turned to Erwin, his eyes just barely watering. "They would love you. As much as I do."
