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Chapter One-

"Wake your ass up, Eren! We're going out tonight."

Eren's teal eyes flew open to stare up at Jean who was speaking to him—one of his closest friends. Truth be told, he was still intoxicated from the night before, but Eren would never turn down a night out or alcohol. While Jean went off to wake up everyone else, Eren stretched and forced himself out of bed. Once he took something for the headache, he stepped into the shower and proceeded to prepare himself for a long night of drinking and dancing.

After he was dressed in a pair of faded skinny jeans and a powder pink button down shirt, Eren joined his friends in the kitchen and they all ate a hefty meal together. Eren had his own place in the city but oftentimes he wound up staying over with one of his friends—they all did. Tonight they'd just happened to be at his place, everybody had crashed and now everybody was ready to go out.

They were heading to a new club none of them had been to before. It was located on the far side of town but had a special event going on that Jean said sounded interesting. It was one reason he was wearing pink. The club was gay friendly and this night in particular was men's night. There was a slow and soft theme going on and all bottoms had to wear pink. Tops would be in black and switches would be in burgundy. They were all probably going to get laid tonight.

It was nice for Eren having his handful of gay friends. They all loved the same things and got along easily. They were together far more than they were apart and completely comfortable with one another. There was Jean who was a top, Marco who was a switch and then Armin and Connie who were both bottoms like Eren. Eren was currently sandwiched between the other two pink-clad men. Connie was as excited as Eren was. Armin was fidgeting nervously, twiddling his thumbs in his lap while Eren teased him purposely.

Just after nine p.m. the group arrived at the club and exited the car together. Eren was bouncing on his feet as he looked at the door, counting the head of the guys waiting to get inside. Judging by the looks of it, the club was going to be packed with options and Eren had no doubt he'd reel in a fine catch. He never did. Excited as he was, Eren signed up to become a member when it was finally his turn to check in.

When he entered the club, the first thing Eren noticed was there was a whole lot of pink everywhere. But there was black mixed in and lots of burgundy too. The place was expansive, clean, heavily air conditioned and nicer than any other club Eren had ever been to. He eyed the staircase that led up to the vip section that he'd paid to get into and then ushered his friends along with him up there. For a while, he wanted to relax up there, drink until he got the urge to dance and be able to overlook the crowd—and hopefully spot somebody good out.

Upstairs there was a large floor, different sections for people who'd paid for vip. Eren and his group had a corner to themselves with a red, long curved couch and a low table. There was a bar upstairs as well that would save them some trips and after they all had their first drinks, Eren stood at the banister and raked his eyes over the steadily growing crowd. The music was a soft hip hop, it almost had a sensual feel to it. There would definitely be a helluva lot of grinding going on before long.

Eren was sipping his sour skittle drink, bumping his hip against Armin and then Connie repeatedly to play with them. Armin was drinking something blue and Connie had bought a tray of shots. He'd already had two and like Eren, would have no trouble working the floor. Armin was the shy one—not always, but most of the time. It always took a little more alcohol for him to loosen up. Jean and Marco were both sitting on the couch, drinking beers and talking to each other. The night started out nice and calm, but that never lasted with this group. Tonight was different though, they were each going to be finding their own fun for the night.

Time really flew by when you were drinking and having a good time. It had seemed like barely an hour had passed when in fact it had been three full hours. Eren had lost count of his drinks already, he'd long since wandered down to the first floor and had been mingling on the dancefloor. Since he wanted a top, he focused on them alone, not bothering to pay any mind to the switches. The music was so good and hot and Eren kept moving around, grinding his ass against everyone in the process. It was a great time.

After a while he needed a break. Eren went to the bathroom and then back up to the vip section alone. He just needed to catch his breath and collect himself, then he'd go back down. He wandered to the upstairs bar to get a drink. Once he got what he asked for, Eren walked back to the corner and plopped down on the couch. His buzz was outstanding, just how he liked it. Eren leaned back on the couch as he sipped his drink and was just minding his own business when he saw someone standing at the corner where their section began.

Eren peeked over, brows raising at finding it to be a man with a camera in front of his face. Lowering the cup from his lips, Eren blinked at the man who was shameless in the way he took a photo of Eren. When the camera was brought down, Eren's stomach coiled at the sight of the face behind it. The man was pale-skinned and had the blackest hair that was styled in an undercut. His expression gave nothing away, his blue-grey eyes locked on Eren remaining completely impassive. He was wearing a white button down shirt and jeans, releasing the camera to rest around his neck instead.

"Like what you see?" Eren mused, sitting up and patting the couch next to him. His interest had immediately been stolen by this sexy cameraman and Eren wanted to know what his story was. And what is with the white?

Levi slightly tilted his head at the brunette he had gotten a few shots of and decided to take him up on his offer, he needed a smoke break. "Having fun?" He asked as he indulged the cute stranger and sat down.

"Definitely." Eren grinned, his eyes locked on the piece of art next to him. "What's up with the camera though… and the white shirt?" This guy had to be top material. Eren could smell it in his cologne.

Levi crossed his legs and pulled out his fresh pack of cigarettes, hitting the top with his palm a few times. "Work." He said simply and then added, "But the white was on purpose."

"You work here? No, scratch that. What purpose?" He blinked, leaning closer in his curiosity and fascination.

"Hm." Levi shrugged and located his lighter. "Maybe I wanted to stand out, maybe I wanted to say I was off limits . . . maybe I wanted to keep people guessing."

Eren hummed at that and straightened, crossing his legs at the knee. He had another sip of his drink before asking, "So, you're trying to be mysterious and you're off limits… that's no fun for me."

Levi lit a cigarette and breathed in a couple times, blowing the smoke away from the cute stranger's face. "But it's fun for me." He said with a hint of a smirk. "Would you believe me if I said I considered wearing pink?"

"Just to throw people off? They would have to be stupid. One glance and I could tell you were a top. Don't bother trying to lie to me. I can tell these things." The color code was fun and sometimes people could surprise you, but this guy… he was all top. Eren would bet this bottom dollar that this cameraman knew how to exercise control.

"I do like black, but what makes you so sure burgundy isn't my color?" He asked and took another draw of his cigarette. "Experience? Or a sixth sense, perhaps." Some people saw what they wanted to see and others just had a feel for it. Maybe he was reading too much into it, but maybe not. They could be birds of a feather with an eye for bullshit.

Eren giggled behind his cup, resting his free hand on his thigh. "It was obvious from the way you looked at me." He said matter of factly.

Levi stared at his features and those striking eyes. "Caught me red handed. Would have been a shame not to capture you on film." He said and tapped his cigarette on a nearby ashtray.

"That's flattering… makes me imagine just what you'd be doing when you looked at my picture." Eren teased before finishing his drink in one go.

"You couldn't imagine." Levi replied, though the context was different than what the other was implying. "To be clear, this isn't a pick up line and I want you to answer honestly." He said and regarded the brunette. "Do you come here often?"

Not a pick up line? "Shame." Eren muttered before laughing to himself. Then he looked back at the strange man. "This is my first time. I'm trying to lose my virginity."

"Hm. Not buying that second bit." Levi chuckled. "This place, what do you think of it so far?"

"I didn't mean that in the literal sense." Eren assured him with an amused grin. "And it's great. I've been finding lots of hot tops, though there's this one in particular who is playing with my feelings."

"That prick." Levi said, this time letting his smirk shine through. He took another draw of his cigarette and let his gaze fall to the other man's glass. "Want me to fill that for you?"

"That's okay, I wouldn't want to trouble you… since you're busy working and being mysterious and all." Eren snickered. He uncrossed his legs and stood up, leaving the cup on the table with so many discarded others. "Though I wouldn't turn down one of those smokes if you offered it."

Levi held his cig between his lips as he pulled out another, lighting it. "Cheers." He said as he handed it over.

"Thanks." Eren winked at him as he accepted the cigarette and then pranced over to the bar for another drink. That guy was so hot. Eren couldn't believe such a fine specimen was about to slip through his fingers. But what could he really do? He was not desperate and he wasn't going to go out of his way to pursue anyone—no matter how delicious.

He ordered another sour skittle—one of many—and then took a long swallow. It was so good and the cigarette made it even better. The cameraman had disappeared, much to his disappointment, but Eren wouldn't let it bother him. He was having a good time and decided to wander back downstairs to the crowd. His friends were having a grand time, even Armin was getting a little crazy. It sucked for Eren because ever since he'd laid eyes on the cameraman, nobody else was appealing to him.

"Damn." He grumbled to himself, pouting as he stubbed out the cigarette in an ashtray on the bar downstairs. He shook it off and drank a little more, then ordered another. He would drown himself until he moved on, something he was best at.

The dance floor was packed and Eren ended up joining the commotion happily. There were lots of options and it wasn't like him to dread on one lost cause, but even after two more drinks, he still found his mind wandering to those smoky eyes and that sexy jaw and damn those strong, veiny arms. He wanted all of him. He couldn't even enjoy the hard body he was currently grinding against.

"Ugh. Fuck it." The brunette huffed, stopping abruptly to wade through the sea of people on his way back to the bar. He needed more alcohol.

There wasn't any lack of people coming on to him, but Eren couldn't even fake a bit of interest. He probably just wasn't drunk enough, his mind was doing funny things. Things only a sober mind would do. The music had remained so soft and sensual all night, he was in the mood for a good long fuck and yet here he was, sulking at the bar like a kid who'd lost his favorite toy. If only he could see that guy, he'd be getting a piece of Eren's mind.

After a while, the need to pee had Eren staggering towards the bathroom. He stopped in his tracks when he spotted the very man he was loathing perched against the wall on the way. This bastard! Eren was furious, the ache in his bladder forgotten as he stormed over to the cameraman who did nothing more than take a picture of his approach.

"You… you… You have pissed me off." Eren seethed, pointedly poking into man's wonderfully firm chest with his pointer finger.

Levi observed the angry man and decided to take the bait. "Is that right?"

"Damn right it's right!" Eren scoffed, hands going to his hips. "Just who the hell do you think you are?"

"An innocent man in a white shirt." Levi answered, more than a little amused. This was certainly interesting.

"Innocent my ass." Eren rolled his eyes. "Are you planning to fuck me or not? I need to know." He knew the look the cameraman had given him, he knew he was interested. But he obviously wasn't making a move and it pissed Eren off.

The raven didn't have to wonder if the other man was shitfaced, he had seen how many drinks the stranger had knocked back. He held his alcohol well however and was certainly spunky. Glancing at the time, Levi turned off his camera.

"Your place or mine?"

"Yours." Eren huffed. "Do I need to get another drink or what?" His patience was wearing thin and he needed the attitude fucked out of him quickly.

Levi was well aware of the fact. "Do you need to take a piss or what?" He countered. "Don't worry, I won't leave without you."

With a scowl and not another word, Eren walked away, hurrying to the bathroom with sloppy steps. He'd drank a lot, but he did that every night so he was used to it. The trip was uneventful and when he returned the cameraman was still in the same place. Eren moved over to him, swatting away a stray hand on his way.

"Let's go."

Levi didn't hesitate as he wrapped an arm around the cute stranger's waist and pulled him closer with a single firm tug. Then he escorted him through the mob of people and outside the club to the parking lot. In all honesty, he hadn't planned on taking anyone home tonight. The brunette had caught his attention regardless and oddly enough he wasn't going to deny him. Levi took him to his car and opened the passenger door, closing it behind his huffy companion. After he got into the driver's side they were off with a comfortable silence accompanying them.

It wasn't the first time Eren had set his eyes on someone and wound up securing a night of what would no doubt be filled with good fucking, but it was the first time in a while. Eren had gotten a little crazy, he would admit it. A lot of times a quick go in the bathroom was enough to satisfy him. He was focused on the partying and drinking as well. It wasn't like he was trying to get tied down to anyone and he wasn't doing that now, but he felt it was necessary to have a little longer run with this guy. He'd need an entire night to satisfy the hunger within him.

"Do you live far?" He asked as he bounced his leg in anticipation.

Silence broken, Levi glanced over at the impatient man. "We're almost there." He had a hunch he was going to have fun with this one.

"Better be." Eren grumbled under his breath and crossed his arms.

A bratty bottom, huh? Levi would make sure to treat him right tonight. They arrived at his house less than five minutes later and he pulled into his garage. The door automatically closed behind them and he got out of the car, the other man following suit quickly. He left his camera in his car and led the way inside through the side door, able to feel his companion's eyes on him. Levi half expected to be jumped.

Eren didn't have time to worry about his surroundings but there was one thing Eren noticed even without paying attention, the place was spotless. Not that it mattered to him, he was just itching to get whatever he could from this man who looked like the sweetest dream. Eren kept close, waiting for all of ten seconds before he laid his hand on the man's arm.

"We doing this here or what?"

Levi half turned and captured his wrist in his hand, pulling the brunette flush against him. "Easy, tiger. You'll get what's coming to you."

"Hell yeah, let's go then." Eren said, raising both hands to hold onto the man's arms. "No sense in wasting precious time."

"Hm." Levi agreed completely, hopefully the cute and eager stranger would behave, but he wasn't counting on it. He took the other man down the hallway to his bedroom and pushed him inside, not bothering to close the door behind him. "How fast can you strip, pretty boy?"

Showing was better than telling, so Eren quickly opened his buttons, two of them broke in the process but he didn't give a damn. He had it off in what felt like record time and he then reached hurriedly to work on his pants. He pushed them down along with his underwear and stood impatiently, raising his head to watch the man in front of him. Levi had been taking off his own shirt as he watched the display, the pace slower but still as effective. The article fell to the floor with a light thud and his eyes practically caressed the brunette's body as he admired his form.

The lean muscle and slender body was appealing, his curves much more visible without clothing. Levi hummed in approval as he closed the small distance between them and hoisted the other man into his arms. Legs wrapped around his waist and he pinned the teal-eyed beauty to the wall, his abs pressing against his erection between their stomachs. The raven's fingers trailed up firm thighs and groped plump cheeks, lips going right for a collarbone to suck and nip. He was really going to enjoy this.

Just as Eren expected, he had gotten lucky with this one. He wasn't sure how long it had been since he was fully engrossed in the act of sex, when he could feel and want everything. Right now though, everything else was lost to him and he was near desperate for this man. He smelled good, even the lingering scent of his cigarettes was sexy. His black hair was so smooth, like the finest silk and Eren wanted a taste of those lips.

"Kiss me." Eren said breathlessly, hands inching down the back of Levi's neck.

"No." Levi rejected and switched to the brunette's jaw, fully intent on driving him crazy.

He didn't give the cute bottom a chance to complain as he began running the tip of his finger around his rim. Levi rocked against him to increase the friction on his cock, pre-cum quickly making a mess between their bodies. The legs around him tightened as appreciative moans left the other man's lips, his hips thrusting against Levi's movements and his nails digging into his back. It was obvious he wanted more and had no interest in waiting for it. The black haired man found the whole thing cute, but he was still going to wreck him without mercy.

Levi sucked a few dark marks into a tan neck before he pulled back from the wall and dropped the brunette down onto the mattress. He unbuttoned his pants as the other man bounced upon impact, a lopsided grin on his face, but teal eyes just as impatient as ever. Levi grabbed his ankle and tugged him flat on his back, forcing the stranger closer. His other hand went through his nightstand for lube though his gaze never wavered from the brunette's features. A leg came up behind his thigh and curled around in an attempt to bring Levi down on top of him.

The raven chuckled, not moving an inch, but mentally gave the brat credit for trying. Then he coated his fingers and lowered a hand between the bottom's legs with a gentle pressure to his entrance. Hips were raised to get him to slip in, but Levi would move his hand accordingly to keep that gentle and teasing pressure. His finger ran up the other man's length and Levi could feel the tension rolling off of him—the frustration.

Eren's body has never felt so wound up. He didn't think he'd ever been teased like this. Everybody else was always as eager as him, jumping on the opportunity not to have to bother with unnecessary foreplay. This was pure torture, but fuck, only in the best of ways and Eren couldn't take it. He couldn't just keep still and let this man do this to him. Eren couldn't even breathe normally, it wasn't right.

"Please." He groaned needily. "Fuck me."

Levi's eyes flashed at bringing him to begging so quickly, a low rumble sounding in his chest. Damn, he wished he had his camera. "There you go, chaton. That's the way."

He pushed one digit inside and leaned down to latch onto a perked nipple, his free hand seeking out the other nub to fondle. Eren's body quaked against such treatment, he couldn't remember a time… ever. His fingers dug into the man's hair and he panted, spreading his legs further and throwing his head back. Did he have no choice but to give in to this intense bliss? How could anyone…

"F-uck—fuck." Eren went blind in the pleasure he felt when the cameraman's finger found a certain spot inside of him. He felt his cock leaking onto his stomach. He'd never felt so high. He was so beside himself with the sensations drowning him. That mouth on him was heavenly but Eren wasn't used to it. He didn't need that… it was too much. "N-no more. Just… give me your dick… please."

"Not yet." Levi said as he added another finger, pausing in his attack on the other man's nipples at seeing just how sensitive he was. It made him want to see his reaction if he sucked something else.

With a whimper, Eren scraped his nails over the man's shoulders, biting his lip hard to try and keep himself quiet. It was impossible, he didn't know what to do. He was weakened by the euphoric feelings given to him and he'd already begged.

"I—I can't…" He moaned, shaking his head back and forth.

Another finger was added quickly and the raven stood up straight again out of the brunette's reach. Levi had barely begun to really lay into him, but he was so sensitive and responsive. He was rethinking that virgin statement from before even if he knew it wasn't true. It was a beautiful sight and his voice was slowly chipping away at Levi's restraint. This bottom was something else to affect his stern resolve, but he would hold back as much as he needed to. His goal was to please the other man, not hurt him from too much overstimulation. He would give him what he could take.

The black haired man finished working his fingers inside the teal eyed beauty before finally getting rid of the rest of his clothes. Then he leaned back over him and held his dick at his entrance, lips grazing his ear lobe as he spoke.

"Hold onto me."

He wouldn't have to tell Eren twice, the brunette was already winding his arms around the cameraman's neck, trying to pull him closer or rock his body to hurry him up. He didn't think he'd ever been desperate for a cock before.

"Give it to me." He pleaded, staring up into those smoky grey eyes longingly. Eren would give this guy the world if he would only fuck him.

Levi thrusted inside his tight heat with a single slow movement. The moaning man beneath him convulsed, making a groan leave his throat as he remained still. Who was this guy and why was Levi the one starting to go crazy? The brat wasn't even trying, it just came naturally. Naturals were always the most dangerous ones.

This complete fullness was stifling—mind boggling, Eren choked on his own labored and pitchy breaths as he clung to the black haired man and savored every thick and godly inch of him. His cock was throbbing from the intrusion on top of the teasing and tears pricked at his eyes from the intensity of it all.

"I…I…" Eren could say no more as the man's hips rolled a single time in a motion no human male should have been able to execute. He cried out in distress, but only the best of what the word could entail. He was going to come.

Levi took a steadying breath, but the cute stranger hugged his cock so perfectly. It was easy to see how close the brunette was to losing it and he was too caught up in the moment to feel smug about it. He began to grind into the teal eyed man and suck more marks onto his neck, his body being pulled along and surrounded by the bottom's uncontrollable pleasure.

As if the cameraman had invented the very act of sex, he worked Eren's body in ways he hadn't known possible. He felt as if he'd been on the brink of orgasm since the first touch, his stomach was coiling in a way it never had, his balls ached, his cock pulsed wildly in rebellion. It was all enough to have tears streaming down his cheeks and he loved it. It felt so good but it was just too much. It was obvious the man was avoiding his prostate purposely to drag out the inevitable.

"Don't bother trying to fight it." Levi murmured, mouthing at the brunette's ear. "Go on, let me see you shatter in bliss."

"Fuck," Eren moaned deeply and the word escaped him twice more, quicker and higher as he was pulled over the edge.

His entire being shook with the orgasm that swept over him. It was enough of a shock to his body to leave him sobbing and convulsing endlessly. He lost his breath—he lost his mind. His come shot out in spurts with each convulsion, painting his toned stomach and chest with a hefty amount. Eren had never felt so sensitive, so shaken. His insides fluttered and clenched around the thick cock inside of him, the way he was filled leaving him beyond satisfied.

Levi had willingly been taken over the edge as well, the call and seduction of the brunette's body something he didn't try to resist. His voice came out in a long, drawn out timber as he was practically milked by the force of the cute stranger's climax. He had never been brought to orgasm so quickly and was once again thinking of the natural and dangerous being below him. What an interesting combination they made. Levi allowed himself to bask in the pleasure running through him as he lazily kissed along the other man's jawline, feeling more sated than he could remember being.

"Easy now." He spoke gently as he carded his fingers through brown hair to soothe the teal eyed man. "Deep breaths, chaton."

Eren shuddered but started pulling in heavier breaths, slowing them down as best he could. He was reduced to a quivering mess and his body was left feeling so strange. He was afraid of the way he'd orgasmed just then. He was afraid of this man. Slowly, Eren started to calm and he stared up at the idol above him through cloudy eyes.

"How…" He rasped, filled with disbelief at what he'd just experienced.

Levi kissed his cheeks, being more tender than he normally would as he used his other hand to wipe the tears on the confused bottom's face. "So now you know what the white shirt really meant." He smirked, but it wasn't as devious as usual even if it was just as cocky.

Eren's eyes threatened to close but he fought against the urge. His efforts were futile with having this man comforting him with such a gentle hand and such welcomed warmth. He'd never felt so serene and calm in his life. He was sleepy.

The raven watched the man struggle, yet another thing he thought of as cute. "Don't worry, you can still get away in the morning scott free. Rest."

There was no way he could argue. Eren was already drifting into dreamland, in mere seconds falling into a deep sleep. No amount of alcohol would make him forget a night such as this one.

A/N: A KanaTyy collaboration XD