Chapter Nineteen: Lounge Part 4
Five minutes had gone by since Levi took his place on the wall, outside the bathrooms. To pass the time he glared at the sleek, grey cement flooring, and then decided to check his phone messages, completely ignoring a few advances of seemingly interested persons looking for someone to entertain them for the night. He swiped his thumb across the screen and noticed the missed call and voicemail notification. 'From mother?' he quirked his brow, then looked up to check and see if Eren had come out yet, when she hadn't, he clicked on the icon and listened to the message.
Soon after he tucked his phone back into his coat pocket, Eren emerged from the bathroom, practically prancing to Levi's side. She noticed the slight glower on his face and was absolutely determined to rid him of his seemingly perpetual scowl. She looped her arm in his and began to pull him from the wall.
'He seems a bit preoccupied,' Eren thought to herself, her arm linked together with Levi's as she lead him down the hallway. It was almost as if he hadn't noticed she'd come out, though he wasn't protesting being lead down the hall to their last destination for the night, he was oddly quiet, as if he were deep in thought.
As they approached end of the hallway, the noise blaring from the last room steadily became more intelligible as the random sounds gradually turned into the energetic beat of music. The sign on the door read, 'Club Zen,' in neat calligraphic script, the words were framed with a golden flower design, reminiscent of Japanese cherry blossoms.
Eren felt the blast of the music as she opened the door and led Levi inside. The loud, electronic beats reverberated throughout the room, bouncing off the walls and the bodies that filled the popular space.
The couple made their way through the numerous other bodies that packed this space in The Legion; 'Club Zen' was, without a doubt, the most popular of all the rooms that they'd seen that night.
The room itself, was perhaps the most impressive she'd seen yet.
The focal point of the room lay centered in the back; an enormous golden sculpture of a meditating monk, suspended between the first and second floor as well as two of the large stone pillars that lined the room. It was framed with iron bars, molded into a delicate and simple design made of ovals and angular swirls.
The floors were made of bamboo wood, save for the four corners of the club, which were made out of smooth, black slate tiles. The four corners were sectioned off by large, dark gray ledge-stone pillars, which stretched from the first floor through the second tier and up to the ceiling. On each pillar, there hung oversized sconces; each held four shaded lights that glowed with a golden, almost yellow, light that helped to warm the coldness of the stone. The conjoining ceilings between each pillar were painted a deep, rich red.
The seating areas on the first floor were close together, yet somehow, still privately placed. Two large sofas, covered in complementary burgundy and forest green brocade fabric, sat back to back creating the first section, closest to the entryway. Each sofa had two, to three silk pillows that were either the same bright red as the ceiling or the yellow ochre of the lights. A long black table, complete with three red candles, lit with the warm golden light of a flame, stood at the center of each sitting space. On either side of the table were golden ottoman seats, covered in ochroid silk, similar to the throw pillows on the sofas. Along the length of the black table, to the side opposite the brocade sofa, were three chairs, the seats were wide enough for two people to sit rather closely, but comfortably, in each one. The seats were also covered in the same brocade as the sofa, with alternating burgundy patterns and forest green fabric with golden details.
Each sitting area was composed of the same pieces, the colors alternating depending on the sofa's color.
Eren wandered further into the crowded space, with Levi now a bit more alert and following closely behind her. They reached the middle of the room and immediately started towards the staircase, in hopes that the second tier was a bit less congested.
Their hopes were nearly crushed when they realized the bar was on the second floor, but upon closer inspection, and the fact that they were able to walk side by side without bumping into any other bodies, they realized that it was in fact, less crowded.
Chairs, similar to the ones found on the first floor, were scattered in an organized chaos throughout the second tier, and aside from the tall black cocktail tables and red bar stools, they were the only seats.
The couple quickly chose a seat, as far from the bar as they could get. Eren sat first, and eyed Levi, before raising her brow in question. When her silent invitation was declined, rather, ignored, she reached for his hand and pulled him over, "Levi…? Are you okay?" She tried to keep her concerned tone, despite the need to raise her voice so it could be heard over the electronic beats of the trance music that now filled the room.
"I'm fine." His voice sounded low, almost gruff, "I'm going to get a drink, do you want anything?"
Eren started to shake her head, and then reconsidered, "I'd like one of those Shirley Temples if they have it, if not, just water is fine. Thank you."
Levi nodded and left without another word, disappearing into the growing crowd of people.
Eren relaxed into the chair, stretching and letting out a pleased sigh as she did so. Her sultry emerald eyes wandered lazily around the room, taking in the oddly relaxing clubbing space. She stood and walked over to the ledge, peering over the tastefully designed iron bars and admiring the view.
As Levi distanced himself from Eren, two other men began their steady approach.
"Hey she's cute," the lighter haired male stated, pointing towards Eren's lone form resting on the railing, overlooking the main club space. His amber eyes lit up momentarily as he saw a busty blonde pass by, but his view was cut off by the large muscular arm that wrapped around her shoulders. "Tch."
"Yea, I guess, she's not really my type though," came the reply from the brunette, "and look at her hands, she's a minor."
"So she can't buy herself a drink, but she's still legal man. Since when were you ever picky?" His companion shot him a dirty look and rolled his hazel eyes. "Whatever, if you're not going to ask her out, then I am."
"I didn't say that," the brunette huffed, he ran a hand through his black coffee locks and turned to his fair-haired friend, "just you wait, a few words from me, and she'll be ours all night." He smirked and started towards Eren, his friend followed closely by his side.
"Excuse me, are you alone?" Eren continued admiring the view, feigning obliviousness to the fact that one of the two young men who'd just come her way, was speaking to her.
"Maybe she didn't hear you?" The other man suggested.
Throwing up his hand to silence his friend, the dark-haired male moved closer to Eren, leaning against the railing right next to her to cut off her view from one of the four dance floors. "Excuse me miss," he started again, this time succeeding in getting her attention.
Eren turned to the source of the voice, and nearly jumped back when she saw just how close its presumed owner was. "Um yes?" she said cautiously.
"My friend and I just couldn't help but notice you standing over here all alone," he nodded his head towards the fair-haired man, standing no more than two feet away from them.
"Oh..okay?" Eren raised her brow, skeptical of the two men and their intentions.
"You're beautiful, and it would be my absolute pleasure to buy you a drink." The man flashed a set of perfectly straight pearly whites, and raised his brow, in a silent invitation for her to respond to his, not so subtle suggestion.
Before Eren could decline his offer, the other male chimed in, "I'd love to buy you one too doll." He walked a bit closer and stood to her other side. She was now trapped between the two men and the intricate ironwork of the railing that she was pushing back into.
Eren raised one hand to deter further speech from either male, "Actually, I'm alright."
Once again she was cut off by smug brunette, "Come on doll, just one drink won't kill you. I'll even take you for a spin on the dance floor if you want, I saw you looking at it earlier." He moved a bit closer, further pinning Eren in their little trap; he then reached out to grip her wrist, pulling her away from the railing.
'Okay, this polite shit is obviously not working,' she thought to herself. She closed her eyes and took a breath, then opened them as she released it. Narrowing her eyes, Eren focused her gaze first on the brunette, "Look, I said I was alright, so kindly stop offering. I'm not interested." She then turned to look pale haired man, "I don't know if you blockheads realized this, but both of you approaching me at once is weird and creepy." She momentarily peered over his shoulder to see Levi's form, rapidly approaching through the, now crowded, space. She smiled to herself and then returned her attention to the brunette, "And to answer your first question, no, I'm not alone."
"What the hell is with your attitude huh?" The brunette snapped, "It's always the ones with the cute faces that turn out to have the worst personalities." He stepped further into Eren's personal space, getting closer to her face in hopes his insults would sink in further.
"Is there a problem here?" Levi's voice bellowed from behind the men, catching them both off guard. Eren smirked.
"I don't think so dear, they misunderstood something and were just leaving," she turned and locked the brunette with a cold smile, "right?"
The fair-haired male simply shrugged and started to walk away, but the brunette huffed, and then turned to look at Levi. He sized him up, scowling as he stared the shorter male down. With one more annoyed grunt, he turned to Eren and rudely waved her off, "Whatever bitch, have fun with your dwarf."
Eren narrowed her eyes and opened her mouth to demand he retract his insult towards Levi, but Levi had already beat her to the punch, or whatever drink he'd bought for himself. It didn't really matter now that the clear liquid cascaded down the brunette's head, staining his jacket and the front of his t-shirt. His eyes widened in surprise, as the liquid dripped from the tips of his hair and down the sides of his face and nose. He turned to look at Eren, his look manic. She stared back at him with an equally shocked expression.
"What the fuck man?" the brunette exclaimed, anger evident in his tone.
Levi lowered himself from standing on the tip of his toes, and then set the, now empty glass, on a nearby side table. He reached in front of the man, and handed Eren her drink, then pulled her to his side, and away from the man and his gawking companion.
"Apologize." Was Levi's only response.
"Huh? Dude are you insane, you just dumped your drink on me, you fucking get on your knees and apologize to me asshole-"
Levi jerked him down by the collar of his shirt and brought him to his eye level. "I said, apologize."
"For wha-"
"You said something rude to her; now apologize before I throw your sorry ass over this railing."
"You're crazy, let go of me, you're stretching my shirt!" The brunette struggled to free himself from Levi's vice-like grip.
Without another word, Levi pulled the man by his collar and bent him over the railing, effectively scaring the shit, well, at least a little piss out of him.
Eren reached out and placed her hand on his shoulder, hoping to calm him down, "Levi it's okay-"
"Okay, whatever man, I'm sorry I touched your girl and I take back what I said, just let me go you psycho."
That wasn't quite what he was looking for, but at least he took back his insult towards Eren. He pulled the man back and released him, allowing the brunette to stand back at his natural height. The two men hurried towards the crowd, quickly disappearing into the sea of bodies that filled the club.
"Hey…" Eren placed her hand back on his shoulder, "Levi…?"
He remained facing away for a moment before he turned to face her. "We should leave now. Those idiots will probably try and file an assault complaint."
"Right, we should, we've been here for a while anyway." Eren tried to smile reassuringly, but Levi never looked at her face. He simply started walking back towards the staircase to get out as quickly as possible. He slowed his pace to peer over his shoulder, and stopped walking when he saw Eren handing her, still full drink, to one of the men passing out drinks on the first floor. She nodded politely and thanked the man before hurrying to join Levi as they neared the exit.
They sat at another stop light, its scarlet glow, glaring angrily against the black sky and darkened lanes.
Eren spoke first, "So what was all that about?"
"Hmm?" Levi responded as the light turned from red to green and he took off down the empty street.
Eren turned to face him, annoyance evident in her tone, "I'm asking what's wrong with you? You've been acting oddly since we left 'The Boudoir'."
"Have I?" Levi sped up.
"Really…? You're saying that." Eren rolled her eyes, vexation dripping from her words. 'Calm down Eren, he's obviously bothered by something, don't make it worse.' She took a deep breath and leaned back into the cool, black leather seat. "If you want to talk about it, then go ahead, I'm listening."
"There's nothing…" he let out a sigh as they reached another stop light, "I got a message from my mother earlier." He paused to look at Eren.
"And…?" She persisted.
"She's set up a series of dinner dates for me without my permission and is hell bent on me going." The light turned green and he sped down the street, ignoring the speed limit, and easily going twenty over, "She's apparently tired of waiting for me to settle down, so she's taken the initiative to find someone for me."
"W-what..? An arranged marriage in this day and age?" Eren stared incredulously at Levi, the car continued to accelerate.
"No, it's nothing that serious, though I wouldn't past her to try and set me up for one." A bitter laugh escaped his lips.
"I see," Eren paused a moment to think, "I still don't get how that made you upset, why not just tell her that you're not interested or that you have other plans?"
"If it were that simple we wouldn't be having this conversation right now."
Eren scrunched her brows, "And what makes this situation so complicated?"
Levi slowed down as they neared a stop sign, he glanced to the side and bluntly answered, "You."
"Huh…? How do you figure that?" Annoyance was evident in her tone.
"I wouldn't have any problem indulging my mother's useless meddling if you weren't in the picture. But the fact remains, that so long as we both have feelings for each other, you'll still be in it for a while longer." Levi let a small smirk spread on his face. "I'm actually more upset with myself," they'd reached Eren's complex, he pulled into the underground lot and parked his coupe as close to the elevator as he could, "I still haven't told my parents about you. To be perfectly honest, I never planned on telling them," He turned to look at Eren, whose face remained blank, "I never thought that we would ever go anywhere…the possibility that I'd seriously start to fall for you never even crossed my mind."
"Levi… I-" Eren stopped and turned to face forward in her seat, her hands rested in her lap as she processed his words. "So basically…you're saying that you expected me to be a quick fling, with little to no strings attached." She turned and looked him directly in the eye, "But you've changed your mind."
"Your extrapolation skills have improved; you should thank your literature professor." Levi smirked, his eyes lit up a moment before his mask of impassivity returned.
Eren rolled her eyes and laughed. "I'll be sure to add that to my list of things to do."
Levi chuckled lightly, "Make sure you do." He paused a moment and studied her face, the tan of her sparsely blemished skin, the way her lashes fluttered when she blinked, the perfect line of her nose and the plump curves of her lips. His eyes wandered back to hers, those large, luminescent orbs that he wouldn't mind losing himself in. In the dim light of the underground parking garage, they seemed darker, less of their usual emerald color and more of the blue of a sapphire. They truly were gems. "The date is set for March 8th. The weekend spring break starts." Levi paused to search her eyes for a moment.
"Is that your way of asking for permission to go date other women?" Eren raised a brow quizzically.
"No, I'm not asking you for permission to do anything." He continued on. "I'm asking, well, what I want to ask is, would you go with me? To meet my parents that is, I'm obviously not going to be dating anyone aside from you anytime soon." He watched as light blush took residence on her cheeks while he waited for her answer.
"You…you want me to meet your parents? Really...are you sure?" She squeezed her hands tighter in her lap.
Levi reached across the console and grasped her tightly clasped hands, he gently massaged the tension from her fingers and pulled her hand to his lap, intertwining their fingers, and holding her hand reassuring as he spoke his reply, "There are very few things that I've been more certain about." He pulled her hand upwards, and placed a light kiss to her knuckles. "You don't have to answer me now, and the choice is yours Eren. Either way, that weekend I'll be going home to visit my parents and whether you're with me or not, I'm going to tell them about you… and about-"
Eren leaned over the console and planted her lips firmly against Levi's, effectively cutting off his verbal planning. She broke the kiss for a moment, murmuring, "Yes, I'll go," against his mouth before pressing back with a tender force.
Levi smiled against her lips when heard her words, he opened his eyes momentarily, in hopes that he'd be met with his favorite view, but Eren's eyes remained closed. Without breaking their slow, sensual kiss, Levi searched for the lever on the side of his seat and pulled it up, giving him more space for his next move. Reluctantly, he pulled away and coaxed Eren towards him, once she was settled comfortably on his lap, straddling his hips, her little black dress hiked up higher on the sides, exposing more of her exquisitely tanned thighs, he dove back in, intent on claiming her luscious, plump lips for his own once again.
After a few more playful kisses were exchanged, Levi slipped his tongue out and licked along her bottom lip, 'She tastes like a cherry,' he thought, pulling the delicate skin between his lips. As he sucked on her bottom lip, earning satisfied moan in exchange, he opened his eyes once more and was met with a wild, dark aventurine view, he ran his hand through her hair and pushed lightly on the back of her neck, coaxing her mouth open and deepening the kiss further.
His other hand ran playfully up and down her back, over her hips, and then firmly settled on her waist, positioning her body closer to his. It took all the self-control he had learned over his years of college and on into graduate school, to restrain himself from bucking his hips into hers to try and satisfy his growing need with some much desired friction.
When Levi pulled her closer to him, she most definitely felt his hard-on, it was a little too hard to miss. Eren panicked for a moment, mentally preparing herself for a next step if there was going to be one, all the while hoping that he didn't pick up on her nervous energy and hesitation.
Eren cursed mentally when she felt Levi's tongue slipping out of her mouth, and his hand leaving her neck to rest on her waist, 'Damn it, he noticed.'
She followed his lead, and pulled back, albeit, unwillingly, and took the break to catch her breath.
"Huh-Eren," Levi's chest rose and fell as he started to catch his own breath, "Are you alright? I felt you tense up, is something wrong?"
A faint pink had settled on Levi's cheeks, and Eren was more than delighted that she was the cause of it, "N-no, I'm fine," she paused and slid herself further back in his lap, settling in the middle of his thighs, "but you look like you're having a hard time," she smirked as his blush deepened.
"How kind of you to notice," Levi replied sarcastically, wanting desperately to undo the zipper of his slacks and free himself from the fabric restraints.
Eren smiled and leaned forward to plant a quick kiss to his lips before returning to her previous position. "Would you like a little help with that?" she asked smarmily, pointing down to the bulge between Levi's legs.
Despite the blush, Levi managed to school his features back to their normal, impassive position, and reply with his usual, sarcastic humor, "And what makes you think you could help me?"
Eren countered with sass, and sarcasm sodden words, "Well, seeing as I caused it, I think I could manage somehow."
Levi smirked, "Touché," his smirk faded as she began to reach for his zipper, he noticed the darkened blush on her cheeks, that stretched all the way to the tips of her ears, and despite the playful confidence that her words exuded, he could see the tremble in her hands as they unlatched his trouser button and then started on his zipper. With a serious expression on his face, Levi removed a hand from Eren's waist and stilled her own, shaking appendages, "You don't have to Eren, you look nervous, it's alright. You don't have to do anything you don't want to do."
Eren shut her eyes tightly for a moment as she took a breath. Levi felt the shaking in her hands still. She opened her eyes and looked squarely into Levi's eyes, now reminiscent of darkened winter sky, "I know I don't have to…but I want to…I want to make you feel good Levi…so please, let me do this?"
The determination that shone through her gems was more than enough to silence Levi's thoughts of reluctance and that he was forcing her into situations that she wasn't ready for. She was not being forced, Eren wanted this as much as he did, and he wasn't about to protest being pleasured by the perfect, and incredibly sexy young woman straddling his lap. While she was usually just irresistibly cute, tonight, Levi had learned of a whole new side of Eren that he could not wait to explore.
"Alright, but if you get uncomfortable, let me know and we'll stop."
Having been granted his permission, Eren finished pulling down the zipper to his pants and slowly slid her hand between the sleek, acrylic and wool blend of his trouser pants and the soft cotton of his boxers. She stilled her hand and looked up when she heard a soft grunt from Levi, an apology already on the tip of her tongue. Her heart pounded in her chest as adrenaline filled her system, she was so nervous; she'd never really thought about touching a man before, let alone pleasuring one. Within a matter of seconds, Eren realized that the softened sounds escaping Levi's slightly parted lips, were noises of pleasure, noises she was determined to hear more of. With renewed confidence, Eren continued to run her fingers along Levi's still clothed erection, alternating between feather light touches and full on strokes.
"Nngh…" Levi grunted again and sighed when Eren pulled her hand away. His breathing had sped up, and the faint blush that dusted his cheeks had darkened from a salmon to a deep, dusk rose, "How long exactly…do you plan on teasing me like this?"
Eren couldn't help but smirk at his expression, this was the most vulnerable state she'd ever seen him in, and the control he'd granted her was something she felt she'd definitely get used to. Before he could voice further complaints about her methods, she slipped her fingers past front slit in the contour of his boxers and finally freed his straining member. She pressed forward and captured Levi's parted lips and took advantage of his distraction to slip her tongue and explore his mouth as he'd done so many times to hers. She mimicked his movements as best as memory could serve, sliding along his hard palate and playfully flicking the soft palate of his mouth's roof before engaging his enthusiastic and active muscle in a wrestling match, one that was quickly won, for once, by Eren, aided by a quick flick of her thumb over the head of his leaking phallus.
She smiled slyly against his mouth, and pressed her body closer to his as she continued her slow, but steady pace with her finger tips. Levi began to buck up against her hand, desperate for more, faster, and harder friction to relieve the slowly building pressure in his abdomen. He busied his hands by running them up and down Eren's lace covered back, squeezing her bare, smooth thighs, and tangling his hands in her soft chocolate tresses. He'd almost forgotten they were in his car. In his car with Eren grinding against him in his lap while her hands worked teasingly to jerk him off, in a semi-public place, in the parking garage, below her apartments. Oh, right. Indecent exposure is a crime isn't it?
Levi's thoughts on the legalities of their situation all but flew out of his mind when Eren's teasing pumping, sped up to a more vigorous pace. His pre-cum helped aid in the speed increase by adding some much needed lubrication to the sexual process.
Eren broke the kiss by pulling back to catch her breath, she may have been able to take charge of their first sexual experience together, but she was still quite lacking in stamina. Levi took advantage of her inexperience and leaned forward to kiss along her chin, leaving slow, sloppy kisses from her jaw line and down to the expanse of her neck that wasn't covered by the high collar of her black dress. He pulled at the fabric obscuring her neckline and latched onto her neck, intent on leaving a mark that she'd be forced to cover up and that he'd be proud to see blossoming the next several days. He bit down on the sensitive flesh, earning a surprised yelp from Eren and, much to his chagrin, a pause in her fervent movement, 'So close, just a little more,' he licked and sucked on the spot to both soothe, and set his mark on her neck as he finished staking his claim on her body.
Eren's movements began again, returning to the zealous pace she'd been at before Levi latched onto her neck. He hissed when she ran her thumb atop the hypersensitive tip of the engorged flesh, she continued this movement, alternating the speed and pressure by pumping him with her fingertips and her fist until he couldn't take it any more of the sweet, pleasurable toying.
"E-Eren," Levi's voice was labored but held a warning tone in it.
She leaned down and captured his lips once more, closing her eyes as her pumping pace increased. She felt his cock quiver and stiffen more for a moment before her hands were coated in a thicker, stickier fluid than the previous clear substance that she'd used as a lubricant while she massaged him.
Both panting heavily with light beads of perspiration running down the sides of their faces and the backs of their necks, Levi and Eren came down from their chemically induced highs, Levi from his serotonin, and Eren from her adrenaline rush.
Without speaking, Levi instructed Eren to give him more space for movement with a look, and a few simple gestures.
Eren obeyed his silent order and slid back to give him the space to reach into his center console, after rummaging for a few moments, he produced pack of tissues and a small package of wet wipes. He quickly got to work on cleaning himself and Eren, wiping away the evidence of his whitetish, sticky essence from her hands. Once he deemed them both clean enough, he tucked himself back into his trousers and reached up to plant one more, long, sensual kiss to Eren's swollen lips.
"That was incredible Eren, you did great," he hoped his words of encouragement would help calm the rapid pulse he felt from the hand cupping her chin affectionately.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it," she smiled shyly and pulled herself flush against him in a tender hug, hiding her face in the crook of his neck.
Levi chuckled at how quickly the assertive and sexually dominant side of Eren had all but vanished as the sweet, easily embarrassed, and still incredibly irresistible side had taken her place. He placed a kiss on her head and mumbled against her scalp, "We should be getting to bed soon don't you think?"
Eren shook her head while still wrapped tightly in his arms, "It's not that late is it?"
"It's almost 2 AM, it's way past time for good girls to go to sleep."
"Are you seriously trying to guilt trip me into going to bed right now?"
"I'm not trying to do anything, I'm merely suggesting, that for a young, healthy woman such as yourself, that sleep is very important and should be had in a regular, somewhat regimented schedule. I don't want to be held responsible for drops in your performance in school or at work."
Eren pulled back and rested both hands on Levi's shoulders. "You just killed the mood. Fine, I get it, I'm going to bed now." She started to slide back from Levi's lap and waited for him to open the door so she could hop out of the seat.
Levi couldn't hold in his pleased laughed, not with how incredibly relaxed and content he felt. He opened the door and helped her off his lap and onto the stained concrete ground of the parking garage. Her adjustments to her mini-dress, which had hiked up enough to expose the bottom of her ass and the white lace of her panties, which would have been incredibly arousing to Levi had he not just been pleasured by the hands that hurried to cover the reddened cheeks.
She abruptly turned and shot him a charmed glower, playfully daring him to continue his amusement at her expense. She soon joined his deep chuckles with stifled giggles of her own until they'd both laughed themselves sore.
Eren leaned down and kissed Levi one last time before she straightened and put her hand on the opened car door to shut it, "Goodnight, this weekend was wonderful Levi."
She smiled sweetly and moved to close the door, but was stopped by Levi's hand pushing against it, "Want me to walk you to your apartment?"
Eren shook her head, "No, you've done enough for me already," she grinned, "besides, as you said, it's late and this good girl needs to get some sleep."
Levi smiled and nodded, waving her off as she closed the door and started towards the elevator. He started his engine and rolled down the window, "Goodnight Eren, sleep well. Text me before you fall asleep." He could hear her laughing as she waved and entered the elevator. Once she'd vanished behind the metal door of the machine, Levi turned to search for his phone. Within seconds, his screen lit up. The icon was of Eren, one of the first pictures he'd snapped before they began their strange relationship.
[Received 2:14 AM] Eren : Yes sir. :P
Levi could practically hear the sarcasm as he read her text. He set his phone on the passenger seat, buckled up, then zipped out of the parking garage, feeling far too elated to sleep, while simultaneously feeling impossibly relaxed as he neared his complex. Tonight had shown him a new side to Eren he'd not yet seen, one that he definitely could not wait to explore further, and learn more about the multifaceted young woman who he'd been so very fortunate to meet. All thoughts of his mother's meddling, and the possibility that his ex-fiancé, though they were still good friends, could be among the women chosen for the dates, had all but left his mind. As he prepared for bed, his thoughts were filled with fantasies of those eerily luminescent green eyes, and of the tanned, tone, and in his mind, incredibly lithe young woman. He wondered what color they'd be while she bounced on his hips, consumed with pleasure and ecstasy.