Chapter 6

Eren was getting impatient. He hadn't seen Levi the rest of the night and the following morning was clear and sunny. This meant the plan was to leave at sunset and arrive at the Karanese gates within just hours.

The troops were all in high spirits, happy to finally be returning home, but Eren was just worried. A certain Corporal was on his mind. Eren wondered what would change when they returned to the safety of the wall. Was it all just a fling that would end with the mission?

"What's the matter, Eren? I thought your mom got you out of that nervous nail-chewing habit years ago?" Mikasa. Eren looked up at her. She had always been there for him. Maybe he could confide in her?

That evening was misery for Eren. Not only was he worried about his relationship with Levi, but when he confided in Mikasa, she had gone on a rampage that would have put Eren's titan to shame. Eren was sure he counted at least five "this is dangerous" speeches, eight "are you crazy?" speeches, and one "and with the CORPORAL?" speech. That part didn't go as well as Eren hoped. But in the end, Mikasa really was always there for him. She wanted him to be happy and so she promised to keep his and Levi's secret.

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Levi was distracted. It was an unusual site to see Levi distracted. He even managed to put his horse's saddle on backwards. It didn't help that Hanji was watching him like a hawk while she saddled up her own horse, a devilish grin on her face. She knew the reason why. For lack of horses, it had been decided that Eren would ride with Levi on his horse.

How that stupid brat affected Levi so much, he couldn't say. But he knew that on the way back, Eren wouldn't be the only one with a hard on this time. The more Levi saw of the boy, the more he wanted. Stupid brat.

The trip home was long and arduous. At least a third of the company had been lost, half were heavily injured, the rest left in a state of severe shock. The air was dreadful upon arrival at the Karanese Gate as the remaining members of the team were trying to account for the missing and dead, which were pretty much the same beyond the walls.

The regiment carried on straight for headquarters without stopping. Nobody argued. Citizens stared judgmentally at the scarce amount of soldiers coming home; as if they were not already hating themselves, apparently, they needed to know they were hated by everybody else too. Levi was used to it, but he couldn't help noticing Eren's occasional shuddering as he clutched Levi around the waist, burying his face into his shoulder. The boy was so quiet—Levi could feel his heart break all over again.

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Back at base, the wounded were tended to. Nobody else was going to die. Eren made sure to see that Armin, especially, would be okay. In the midst of slicing the back of one titan's neck, another had swatted him open-handedly like a fly. Armin's 3-D maneuvering gear was wretched out of the titan's thick skin and he hit the ground hard, tumbling across a muddy field. Perhaps the mud was what had saved him from being crushed on impact. Despite Armin's optimistic recovery, Eren still felt so helpless. So many had died. Armin had almost been one of them. Who knows, any of his friends could be next.

Without thinking too much about it, Eren found himself outside Corporal Levi's office. He knocked twice and stood quietly waiting for a reply.

"The door is open." Eren heard Levi respond calmly.

Eren opened it and stood in the doorway, staring gloomily at Levi. Levi stopped sorting the papers on his desk to look back at Eren. He set them down softly in a neat pile. His voice was barely above a whisper as he rose from his desk. "Come in, Eren."

Eren stepped in and closed the door behind him, locking it. He walked tentatively over to Levi who put a hand on his shoulder and guided him to sit on the edge of his bed.

Levi stood over Eren for a moment as they both looked over each other's faces. Eren's eyes were red and puffy from the silent tears he'd been holding in. His eyes drooped in sorrow, weighted by a heavy heart for his lost friends. Levi only seemed to wear only a slightly more unhappy face than he usually did, but in this context, Eren could understand it so much better. Levi was mourning their loss, just like everybody else.

A tear spilled from the corner of Eren's eye. He felt so lost and so helpless. Then he felt Levi's soft, sweet lips press lightly onto his. Eren gasped in a breath of sweet air. Levi's taste was always so minty, fresh, and piquant. The older man melded his lips more deeply into Eren's as the younger accepted his kiss.

Levi leaned over Eren, pushing him backwards onto the bed; their kiss becoming sloppier with need and urgency and pent up emotion. It only broke when both felt their need for air overpowered their need to press even deeper. Levi hovered over Eren staring deeply into his boyish green eyes.

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Levi had originally planned to hold back with Eren; to not push it too far before the boy was ready. But Levi could feel his resolve for that effort dwindling away as he stared too deeply and too longingly into Eren's eyes. Levi kissed Eren gently atop his forehead before rearranging Eren to lie correctly on his bed.

Eren looked at him confusedly as Levi searched his dresser and desk drawers with haste. Levi found what he was looking for, clutching it secretively in one hand as he approached Eren. He positioned himself on top of Eren, pressing a leg in between the boy's as he leaned possessively over him. He slipped whatever had been in his hand underneath the pillow below Eren's head. Levi almost felt guilty for grabbing the bottle, but he didn't want to be unprepared for what he was, rather shamefully, expecting tonight.

Levi felt Eren's hands grasp his sides at his hips to slowly move over his ribcage and then over his chest and stop at his shoulders to rub at the tension in them. Levi leaned up and removed his jacket before draping it over his chair. He went to remove his cravat before Eren's hands came up and tangled them within his.

"I want to do it." Eren pleaded as he sat up.

Slowly he undid the cravat and pulled it gently from around Levi's neck before letting it fall from his hands onto the floor. Levi narrowed his eyes at Eren, but he was ignored completely as Eren continued to unbutton his shirt.

Button by button, Eren smooth his hands over each new piece of flesh he revealed. Levi was short and slender, but had extremely well-defined muscles that Eren was mesmerized by every time Levi moved. He could see them flex and relax beneath rough and scarred skin. Every bit of it was sensual and masculine. Eren finished with the buttons and pulled Levi's shirt open, reveling at the new sites. He then moved to pull the shirt of Levi entirely and tossed it across the room, out of the way.

"Oi. Brat. You're going to pick those up." Levi warned him with distaste. Stupid brat was making a mess.

"In the morning." Eren responded unphased as he crept his fingers over Levi's torso exploring scars and grooves and everything that he had imagined Levi would be like, but so much more. Eren leaned up and licked at one of Levi's nipples. He could see the reactionary shiver run across Levi's body, tensing all sorts of muscles as it rippled across his chest and up his spine until it escaped as short huff out his mouth. Eren licked it again, this time slower, dragging his tongue over the pert nipple and loving the slight breathy noises that his Corporal made in response. Eren swirled the tip of his tongue around it, teasing it with soft wet touches as his hand trailed feather-like up his rib cage to play with the other. Levi's breath hitched when Eren pressed his mouth against the nipple, engulfing it in wet warmth, and then pinching it lightly between his teeth, while simultaneously grabbing the other nipple between his two fingers. He dragged his teeth wickedly over the nipple, relishing in the shivers he could feel run through Levi.

Not one to stay still, Levi pulled at Eren's hips to position them over his own erection. He obviously wasn't the only one though—he could feel the bulge in Eren's pants press against his own. Levi moved his hips against Eren's crotch and the boy let out a desperate moan. Levi shook his head to focus. He wanted to remove Eren's shirt. He grabbed it by the midriff, untucked it from Eren's pants and lifted it over his head. Eren complied, raising his arms. Once the shirt was off, Eren leaned back into the bed, while Levi turned the shirt right-side-out and draped it neatly over the chair along with his own jacket.

Eren had been mischievously playing with Levi's pant button. Levi leaned over Eren, pressing his bulge firmly against Eren's, as he dragged himself over him to nip at the boy's neck. Eren whimpered loudly and thrust upwards with his hips, trying hard to get more of that friction. Levi pressed down on him to limit his movements while he assaulted Eren's neck, receiving cries and mewls of desire. Levi let his mouth trail down to Eren's nipples, returning the favor he had earlier been paid. Eren wasn't as controlled with his responses though. His inexperience was vocalized in heavy breaths, moans, and keens. Satisfied with the noises, Levi continued down his chest to his stomach where his muscles tensed and rippled with every touch. Levi's eyes wandered over his younger companion's body, noticing the lean muscle and softer skin. His body wasn't as well-defined as his own, but Levi could see its strength and grace forming with practice and experience. He felt a pang in his heart knowing what Eren would have to endure day after day, time and time again. He hoped he could make it worthwhile.

Levi paused as he reached Eren's pant-line. It was time for them to come off. Levi removed himself from Eren as he quickly undid his pants, removing both them and his boxers. Eren hissed as the coolness of the room. Eren wished Levi would hurry up. Levi quickly climbed back on top of Eren after removing his own pants (as well as folding both pairs of pants and underwear—that neat freak, even at a time like this?).

Suddenly, Eren was very nervous. They were both completely naked on Corporal Levi's bed, the door locked, evidence of clothing on the floor (Eren's fault) and the scent of sex accumulating in the room. Levi reached under Eren's pillow for the item Eren had forgotten about. Lube. Eren could tell. He blushed, face turning red.

Levi dribbled it all over his fingers and then over Eren's cock. Eren could feel the cool liquid drip down over his balls, past that soft spot, and then start to pool around that ring of muscles. Eren clenched, heart beating too fast, and head feeling slightly dizzy. He felt rock hard. He watched as Levi trailed two fingers down his shaft, his cock twitching at the feeling before he saw them disappear lower. He felt them find their mark, touching lightly at his puckered entrance, circling the ring. Eren shut his eyes tightly, waiting for the push, but it didn't come.

"Levi-Heichou?" Eren opened his eyes to see Levi staring at him with an irritated look.

"Eren, are you okay with this?"

Eren blushed red in his face and bit his lip without responding.

"Brat. Answer me."

"W-w-w-we-e-ll..." Eren trailed off. Levi narrowed his eyes. "I-it's just that I'm nervous!" Eren half-shouted.

Levi took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. "How about this: I'll just finger you. If you don't like it, I'll stop. If you do like it, I'll finger you until you beg me to stop, because you just can't come screaming my name any more than you already have."

It made Eren less nervous about one thing, but Levi had introduced an entirely new worry. Eren's thought process was interrupted by the fingers returning to prod at his hole again. They smeared lube all around and against him.

"Relax your muscles, Eren. It'll make it easier."

Eren breathed slowly and tried to focus on releasing the tension which his nerves had built up. He could feel Levi's fingers still swirling around, lightly pressing and prodding where the muscles gave way. It was soft and easy. Eren laid his head back and closed his eyes, focusing on breathing. His breath hitched as one finger slid through the ring, just the tip, but it was a new experience. Eren couldn't decide if it was a good or bad one.

"Relax." Levi ordered.

"Hai, Levi-Heichou." Eren calmed himself.

The finger moved against the ring. Pressing on all sides, trying to loosen it. Eren could feel a slight burn from the stretching.

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Levi pressed his finger in further, moving it in and out, trying to get Eren used to the feeling of something moving inside him before he continued. He bent his finger this way and that, stretching Eren. He could feel when Eren clamped down, pausing a second to let him get used to the feeling and then loosen his grip. He was patient.

Levi removed his finger, smearing more lube on his hand, and then pressed in the first finger, followed shortly by a second. Eren gasped at the sudden feeling. There was a heat that began to build as Levi slowly pressed those two fingers deeper into Eren. Involuntarily, Eren spread his legs more, allowing easier access and deeper penetration. Eren's breath hitched as he felt Levi's knuckles press against his cheeks as his fingers buried into him the deepest they could. Levi began to pull back slowly, just a bit and push back into Eren harder. He rocked his fingers into Eren as Eren began to move with the same rhythm.

"You're awfully noisy." Levi mentioned as he paused his smooth thrusting. Eren opened his eyes, unaware that he had made any sound at all. "I take it to mean you're enjoying yourself. Look. You're oozing precum." Levi used his other hand to squeeze the tip of Eren's cock, releasing another stream of precum down Eren's shaft. Before Eren could respond or even finish the moan that was escaping his lips, Levi started pushing his fingers into Eren's ass again, this time faster.

Levi slid his fingers almost all the way out, just the tips still curling into Eren's wet muscles, before he slowly began to slide them back in, now joined by a third finger. Eren wasn't as prepared for this one. It was thicker than he expected to be pushed into him. He groaned as his hole stretched around Levi's fingers. Levi just pushed in deeper, Eren's hole widening around the girth of three fingers, even more so as it reached his knuckles. Levi repeated the motion, pulling almost all the way back out and then pushing deep inside Eren, harder and deeper each time. Eren was moaning loudly. His thoughts only on Levi's fingers pushing into his ass—three fingers all stretching his hole, pumping into him and his most untouched places. He felt Levi's fingers curl around inside him, smoothing over his inside walls, wet with lube and his own natural slick. Levi's fingers curled again, this time hitting something inside him that sent hot blood rushing to his cock. Eren screamed out in pleasure, his body rocking into the touch as his muscles spasmed around Levi's fingers.

He looked at Levi's face which wore an almost perceptible smirk and a sense of mischief in his glossy eyes. "Levi-Heichou!" Eren panted trying to recover his senses. "Levi-Heichou, do that again!" He felt his Heichou's fingers curl against that spot again, this time, not stopping. The fingers rubbed against it, pushed, prodded, smoothed, and massaged that spot. Eren was screaming incoherently against Levi's ministrations. His body jerking up and rocking against Levi's fingers. He felt a tightness around his cock. Levi had taken hold of it and began to pump it in time with every push and prod. Eren was seeing white—white hot pleasure built inside him—pooled and rippled in his body. His body was no longer in his control, but completely in Levi's hands. He could feel Levi speed up, thrusting his finger in faster, pounding his prostate, and his grip around Eren's cock was firm as it pumped him to completion. Eren came loudly, screaming Levi-Heichou over and over again as his orgasm rocked his body and deprived him of all other senses. He blacked out.

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Author Note:

Welcome back! Sorry for the long wait! That seems to happen with me, but at least I can tell you that I haven't forgotten about it! I don't like to end stories unfinished (even if this is more like 99% smut, -2% plot, and 3% I-don't-know-what-I'm-doing-but-I-hope-you-like-it). So thanks for all the favs and follows!

Update:

I tried copy pasta (you read that right) from Word and I had some weird html markup on the first version. I fixed it almost immediately. However, later I noticed my story had a new review warning me about the mark up. I'm a little paranoid, so I'm adding it as a document instead, to avoid the issue all together.

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