Note: i forgot to mention this but Levi has a french accent.

Chapter 2

Levi POV

Fuck Eren looks good tonight. I mean he always looks good but tonight he went from good to smoking hot fuck he's so sexy. His messy brown hair, his turquoise green eyes filled with mischief, and he's wearing a pair of black jeans that hug his butt so perfectly it makes me want to eat him alive.

I hold the door open for him for the millionth time; I wish I could travel back in time to the night we first met. I should have ditched my date and should have taken Eren home and spend the next 72 hours fucking him pushing his body to his limit until he was begging for mercy. Instead we made a pact and I've come to regret it every damn day for the last two years.

Like really just friends what was I thinking, but then again the last thing I wanted was a relationship. I didn't realize that Eren wasn't like my other relationships he doesn't care about money or any of that shit. Eren is special he's bold, exciting, and sexy as hell.

I smile to myself which makes Eren question me "hey Levi why are you smiling?"

"Nothing. Just can't believe that there actually going to give you a diploma" I grin.

"Hey!" Eren hits my stomach lightly and I tense up. He licks his lips. "Someone's been working out" I laugh "of course you know how I bench-press a hundred pounds every night….in bed" I smirk. He laughs. " You know all this talk about your stamina makes me think your just bragging. It's OK if its all talk I won't tell." He laughs.

I clench my jaw. I'll show him how good my stamina is: when he's pinned down with his legs spread and my dick stroking him deep inside him. But Eren already turned around and he lean over the bar flashing his bright turquoise eyes and smile. The bartender comes immediately to assist him.

"Two whiskeys, he orders."

"Make them double" I add. I need to take the edge off.

"Eren smirks. " ambitious I like." The bartender slides them over and I pay and we make our way to the booth in the corner. As we made our way there they are many women and men checking out Eren and me. I don't blame them come on Eren is sexy as fuck. I'm jealous I could have had him but no I decided to just be friends stupid me.

It's ironic because I can screw any one in campus except the one man who's driving me insane just by walking across the room. We sit down and I've notice Eren has quiet down.

" What's up?"

"Hmm? Oh, nothing."

Even though it's dark here I could see him blush. "Still thinking about that guy from earlier." I hate that jackass I mean he's a nice guy but I hate him now since Eren told me they hooked up. Yea he said he was a 5 out of 10 but that doesn't make me feel any better. I mean he got to have him in his arms. A guy like Eren gives you a shot, you sure as hell better make it a ten.

"I've focus so much on graduating I haven't taught about firm or anything really." He says with a worried expression.

" I thought you said we were celebrating tonight." I hate it when he's worried. I dislike how he stress so much on stuff.

" I know but" I cut him off "No buts Eren tomorrow we will worry about the future tonight, we enjoy ourselves a night we will never forget. His eyes meet mine and he smirks.

"Oh I'm planning on it." His gaze holds, full of challenge, I wonder if he's teasing or does he mean it this time.

I move my foot under the table, touching against his. He touches back and my pulse kicks. Eren winks, and then takes a sip of his whiskey. He swallows and licks his lips softly. Damn. Oh how I want those lips wrapped around my cock. I know how Eren loves giving head in public he told me during on of our late night study session. He loves the power, the thrill of almost getting caught.

I can picture him sliding to his knees under the table and unbuckling my belt. Licking along my hard shaft and sliding his tongue over the head—

"Professor Kirstein!" Eren's voice snaps me out of my fantasy.

"Eren," he smiles, his eyes wondering around all over his body "I've told you to call me Jean. "Especially now since your not my student."

"Oh that's right I'm not…Jean." He smiles.

"I'm Levi," I interrupt. Of course the professor ignores me. " You know I'm glad I caught you" he says, leaning over to Eren. "I'm running a study session for the bar for a few students. You should give me a call. He slides Eren his card.

"I might just do that," Eren flirts right back like I'm not even here. I start to feel jealous and possessive over Eren so I lean back and put my arm around Eren shoulder. I give the horny professor a glare telling him to back the fuck off. He sees my face and gets the message. " I better go," he says.

Eren smiles. "Say hello to your husband!" The professor smile drops and mumbles "uh surre."

"He's married?" I scowl. "What an asshole. I thought he was going to trip and fall right down the front of your face."

"What do you care?" Eren gives me a guarded look. "Isn't little Annie waiting up for you to drop by her room after we're done here?"

I shift. "No."

He arches an eyebrow.

"Maybe," I admit. "But I never said I'd show."

"And yet she'll wait all night for you," Eren rolls his eyes. "Honestly, are you really that good?"

"Anytime you want to find out for yourself, just say the word." I smirk.

Our eyes lock. Eren catches his breath. His chest rises and falls, and he shifts exposing his collarbones more. I feel all the blood in my head rush south, straight to my aching dick.

Damn, this is driving me crazy.

Suddenly, Eren grabs my phone from my pocket and hits the 'recent call' list.

"What are you doing?" I exclaim, but he shushes me and begins typing out a text.

"Annie, darling, I'm so sorry to stand you up tonight," Eren says out loud as he types. I reach for the phone, but he pulls it back out of reach."

"I'm a player who just wants one night stands, and you deserve so much more. And... Send!"

He passes the phone back with a grin.

"I can't believe you just did that," I tell him, I chuckle.

"I'm saving the girl some heartache," he shrugs. "Hell, maybe she'll go out and find herself some fun."

"And what about you?" I demand.

"What about me?"

"Your professor? The other guy from earlier?" I counter. "Every guy in this place who's getting hard right now and don't forget the girls that are drooling as well they are checking you out?"

"Why, jealous?" Eren coos.

Yes.

"I'm just saying, you could go home with any one of them and leave me all on my own."

"You're right." Eren smiles. "But I won't. This is our last night," he adds, and I feel a stab of regret.

He's right. It's the end of the line - for us, and my brief taste of freedom. Come tomorrow, I'm getting on a plane back to the mess of a family I left behind in France, and fuck knows how long it'll take me to set them straight.

This is it for me. For Eren and me. Fuck it.

I knock back the rest of my drink.

"Come on."

"We just got here." Eren looks confused.

"And now we're leaving." I grab his hand and pull him up.

Excitement flares in his eyes. Interesting. So he likes it when I order him around?

I file that note away, because I'm sure as hell going to be using it later. But first...

"I came all the way out here for the American Graduate experience," I tell him with a grin. "And someone told me, it's not over until someone pulls the senior prank."

Eren laughs. "Are you serious?"

"Yes I'm serious." This guy never backs down from a dare, no matter how crazy.

"No way," he replies. "But you better make it a good one."

"I will."

The best prank and the best fuck of his life. Because now that I've seen that pulse of desire in his eyes, there's no way I'm leaving the country without the ultimate goodbye.

Eren's naked body begging for me. His wet tight ass hole clenching around me, His voice screaming my name.

Fuck the pact, I've waited long enough.

This guy is mine."