At this point in Eren's life, he was just used to being confused. He had sort of just given up on fighting it. He sat in the passenger seat of a really nice lambo desperately holding on for life as the prince drove.

"So, why didn't we just have a driver take us?" Eren held onto the side of the seat and Levi made a sharp right turn.

"Are you questioning my ability to drive?" The heir raised an eyebrow.

"Look at the road! Yes-fuck, I'm doing exactly that." Eren nearly face palmed.

Levi huffed and spun the wheel with just is left hand. He used his right to adjust the radio. "I don't need someone to drive me around everywhere. I'm rich not handicapped."

"Your humility never ceases to amaze me." Eren turned his eyes to the road. The prince wasn't necessarily a bad driver rather than a fast driver. It was actually astonishing to see how easily he wove in between traffic. "Also handicapped people will kick your ass."

The prince hesitated and then smirked, "Yeah you're right I take that back-not about the humility thing; I'm the fucking most down to earth bitch you'll ever meet."

Eren let out a real laugh and covered his mouth with his right hand. "I'll believe it when I see it." Levi turned his head so Eren wouldn't see him smile.

The sun was just beginning to go down when they swerved into their destination. Literally into. Levi was about an inch from the curb when he slammed on his brakes. Eren flung out his hands to brace them against the dashboard. He took in a deep breath and looked over to give the prince a look that said are you fucking kidding me.

"Oh don't be so melodramatic."

Levi smirked and stepped out of his side of the car. Eren was surprised to see a valet guy opening up his door. He nodded his thanks; Levi threw his keys to an employee and started up the steps. Eren hardy had enough time to look where he was. It appeared to be some kind of rich hotel. He heard someone clear his throat and looked forwards to where Levi was waiting with his arms crossed.

"Are you coming?"

"Sorry." Eren caught up to his side and Levi continued walking. Eren looked around at the décor; there were beautiful low lit chandeliers, satin drapes covering building high windows, and people everywhere. He followed Levi down some hall passing a restaurant or two, "Where are we?"

Levi slowed his pace a little to speak, "This is Anton's hotel. He's one of the people we're meeting with tonight."

"Okay…why?"

"They're all people I do business with. The more buddies I make the more success I have kind of thing. Some are mafia bosses, others are in charge of oil companies back east, et cetera." Levi led him down a set of stairs; he noticed that they were going farther and farther away from the people and staff. The lights were getting a bit dimmer. "We get together every couple years or so to make sure everything is going fine. Everyone here is a representative from a different country, so it's important. Oh, but Eren," The heir stopped a couple feet away from a door where two security guards were placed. "Not a word about what happens here."

"Oh, you mean like…"

"Confidential." Levi gripped his shoulder, "You'll be fine."

Eren felt sick. Mafia bosses…oil companies. How did I get here? What if I say something wrong? Fuuuck.

He trailed behind Levi; the hallway was dark and a bit narrow. He wasn't even sure if he was in the hotel anymore as they appeared to be underground. As soon as Levi walked up to the guards they immediately opened the heavy metal door. Eren swallowed nervously; the prince must have heard him. He looked over his shoulder and gave Eren a questioning look. Eren felt a little pale. Levi rolled his eyes and reached down to grab Eren's hand. He dragged the younger into the room.

It was like a movie.

Seven…maybe eight scary looking men sat around a poker table. The lights were dim except for the area above said poker table. Off to the side was a conference table and opposite from there was a lounge like area. Beautiful women and men stood around with drinks. A couple of them were pole dancing behind a glass wall to slow house music. Each man around the table had a woman next to them or on their lap. Eren could only guess these were the dates they brought for the night.

'Just a dinner?' Levi, you are one hell of a liar.

A Russian accent; "Ho-ho, you cannot beat the house my friend."

Italian, "I don believe in no-win situations, le's play again."

Saudi Arabian, "Ahh, look who it is! How long has it been?"

"Three years." Levi answered. He walked into the room; head held high. He looked like a prince, but not the act Eren had seen before. This was business. This was serious Levi. Eren felt his hand slip away and he curled his own fingers in a fit of emptiness.

"Take a seat, please." The Russian man gestured to the chair next to him and his date. He had grey hair cut into military style and brown eyes that looked like they could pierce your soul and know your every secret. "God knows you broke ten laws to get here."

There was a faint Japanese accent, a well groomed, tall man in the back. "Prince Rivai, you are surprisingly on time."

"Levi, please." He lifted a hand, "And is that a compliment I hear? You flatter me."

"Just an observation."

"It should be flattery! Considering you've been late the past five meetings! Ho-ho."

Eren stood there awkwardly as Levi walked around the table to shake hands.

"Hey, prince," The Italian man called, "You gonna introduce your friend or what?"

"Oh, umm," Eren blinked. Levi turned around in the middle of shaking hands. He interrupted,

"That's Eren. He's an employee and friend of mine."

"Pleasure!" The Russian grinned. Eren couldn't help but smile back.

This time it was a German man. He had brown hair and a young face. "Eren, what is your last name, Eren?"

"Oh, uh," He blinked, "Jaeger."

He smiled, "That is German, no?"

"Ah, it is!" Eren rubbed the back of his neck. "My mom is, anyways." Eren didn't see Levi watching with a careful eye.

"Do you know what region?"

"Munich, I think."

"Ah, that is a wonderful city." The German man stood out his hand, "Schmidt."

Eren shook his hand These people are interrogating as all get out…but at least they're nice.

Eren felt so out of place at the table. Levi was delt in and so all the business men were wrapped up in this game. He looked around at all the dates; they wore expensive dresses, their hair was tied up into intricate curls. They giggled and pointed and whispered in their date's ears-no doubt in hopes of either getting laid or getting paid.

Eren was kind of amused by how quickly he was forgotten; not by Levi of course but by the other men. He was lower class…and…it was like they belonged to a secret club. I feel like I'm in the Great Gatsby.

Eren didn't look at Levi's cards even though he was sitting close enough to do so. Instead he watched his face; his unbelievable poker face. He didn't bat an eyelash or twitch a muscle. The other men were good too, oh man they were good.

But… Prince Levi was better. The Japanese man's nose would twitch every time he lied, and the Russian would take sip of his drink when he got delt a bad card. Schmidt would ever so slightly tap his thumbnail against the counter and the Italian would blink twice; he watched the Arabian push up his glasses every time he put in his money.

There. Eren saw it; he saw the Russian man slip a card into his sleeve. It was smooth and fluid but Eren saw. He shared a look with Levi and he knew the prince saw it too. Of course he couldn't say anything, but now Levi could outsmart him.

Halfway through the game Levi leaned over, "You okay?" The other men were talking and laughing, playing their cards.

"Yeah," Eren responded. "You?"

"Fine." Levi flipped his hand over and slid his cards over to Eren, "You wanna play for me?"

"W-what?" Eren blinked. Is that even allowed? "Why?"

"Because." Levi smirked and crossed his legs. "You have a good eye, I can tell. I've been watching you. Come on," Levi pushed at his shoulder with his own.

"If I lose you money it's not my fault."

"You won't."

The game was over; now the party was spread about the room. Women danced on the tables and dates drunkenly slung against each other. Eren sat on the couch talking with a lovely stripper. She was very nice, honestly. Her mother was a nun.

Levi was at the bar with Anton and Schmidt. He sipped his drink and listened to the Russian talk.

"Ah, that boy," He shook his head, "How did he beat me? The house never loses!"

"He had a very good eye." Schmidt looked over at Eren. "And astounding luck. Where did you find him?"

"None of your business." Levi sipped his drink. "Also hands off. Where is your concubine?"

The German scoffed, "Concubine? How rude she is my girlfriend."

"Yeah, okay." Levi swirled the alcohol with his wrist. "When is the meeting going to start?"

"As soon as Diya gets here." Anton shrugged.

"Oh, you mean you all waited for me? I'm touched. "

All eyes turned to the door. A woman stood in the doorway; she had striking dark skin that contrasted her red dress. Her hair was up on the top of her hair and hung down; some in dreads and some in curls. Her figure was astounding, Eren was amazed.

"Aina!" The Russian business man laughed, "Why you're finally here!"

"Awfully late." The Japanese man frowned. "Where were you?"

"Oh, sorry," She rolled her eyes. "I hit a bit of traffic coming down from bloody Africa."

Everyone walked up to meet her, Eren stayed on the couch. He leaned over the stripper and whispered, "Who's that?"

"Aina Diya." She whispered back. "She owns one of the largest oil and diamond reserves in Nigeria."

"Holy shit."

"Yeah."

With that the meeting began.

Dancers and entertainers were ushered out and people took their seats around the oblong table. Security entered the room and dead bolted the door; Eren was a bit scared. Levi sat next to him, back straight and eyes neutral. He glanced at Eren through the corner of his eye and sighed. He patted Eren's knee and the younger jumped.

"Calm down, you just have to sit here."

"Then you made me play poker." Eren whispered.

"You also won me twenty grand, so,"

"You had a good hand!" Eren hissed. Levi chuckled and leaned back in his seat, somebody was talking now.

It was a bit interesting at first. They discussed business highs and lows as well as issues. Eren started to zone out a bit when they debated loans and stocks. What was entertaining, was Levi.

Is knowledge was a bit astounding; he rattled off numbers like he ate them for breakfast. Eren hated to say it but…Levi was the shortest one there. These men were big or tall or broad, and then there was Levi…slender and graceful as can be. Eren knew he was strong; firsthand account on that one. Amazingly so, Levi was probably the most in charge during this conference. Two men would begin to yell and all Levi had to do was hiss a word, and all was quiet. Levi…and Diya. Man, Diya was no pushover. That woman was just in charge as the rest of them. Eren could tell she held their respect too.

He listened to the prince mediate between the Italian and the Japanese man. He could see his set jaw and the muscles that ran down his neck. Eren had to look away or he was going to kiss the damn man. He could almost feel his body heat from his chair…they weren't that far apart, really.

When Eren came to, he realized there was yelling. Like, a lot of it.

"Admit it! You have been stealing my business all these years!"

"I have done no such thing!"

"Hey, shut up, this isn't even about you!"

"We need to discuss the political problems of this. Your country is not stable enough to hold this much-"

"My country! I'll let you know what my country can or cannot do!"

Eren was shocked. Levi was debating with the woman, and everyone else was arguing about nonsense. Eren looked around for help; the dates just looked bored. Like this was no longer a part of their job description. He looked to the guards; they weren't even there anymore.

"Hey…hey…" Eren tried to speak up. "Umm, Mr…uh… I think we should just-"

One of them hissed, "Boy, just sit down. You have no business being here, brat."

"Yea- shut up an' go in the corner."

Levi spun around on his heel, "What did you just call him?"

"A brat."

Levi stomped over to the man and got into his face, "Listen here-"

Ohhhh noo. Eren paled. Oh no no no. What do I do? He's right…it's not my place but…these are some major economic leaders in the world. He suddenly frowned as a wave of confidence hit him.

This is either going to get me shot or get me a black eye, but to hell with it.

Eren stood up, his chair scooting out behind him. He dinosaur stomped over to the corner of the room and hit the flat of his fist against the light switch. The room made a noise of a generator powering down. It went pitch black…and silent…for a second.

"What!?"

"Hey-"

"Was?"

"All right!" Eren yelled. He flipped the light switch back. This time all the lights went back on- a couple groans were heard as people rubbed at their eyes. "This isn't any of my business but all of you are acting like babies." He stayed by the door so he could run in case someone tried to kill him. Instead, they just looked a little shocked- especially Levi.

"So," Eren crossed his arms. "Are we ready to sit back down and try this again?"

"But he-"

"No way I cannot-"

"Nope!" Eren yelled again. "I said, are we ready to try this again?"

It was silent. Eren nodded. "Good."

"That was impressive." Levi shoved his hands is pockets as they walked out of the hotel.

"I feel horrible." Eren covered his right eye with his hand, "These people could probably kill seven ways sideways and I called them all babies."

"Yeah…but they won't touch you."

"How do you know that?"

The prince smirked, "Because I won't let them."

"That's comforting."

They walked up to the car and Eren suddenly reached forwards to grab his elbow, "Hey, are you sober enough to drive? I saw you down like six martinis."

"Two, thanks." Levi replied. He rolled his eyes, "I'm fine, I promise."

Eren gave him a look as to say don't you lie to me, and Levi rose an eyebrow.

"…If you say so." Eren slid into the passenger seat. He paused halfway putting on his seatbelt and huffed, "You know, we never got dinner."

"They served those little finger sandwich thingies? Didn't you get one?"

"Woopee." Eren clicked his seatbelt. "I'm hungry let's get food."

Levi chuckled, "Okay, fine. Let's get food."

It was roughly one in the morning; Prince Levi and Eren sat in an empty Dairy Queen nursing blizzards and fries.

"Believe it or not," Levi dipped a fry in his shake, "Everyone really liked you."

"Why?!"

"Because you're different." His tone was a bit softer than usual. "All the other bitches people bring along sit there and wait to get laid later. They're a trophy. But you wouldn't take shit. It's admirable."

Eren held his drink to his face to cool down his flush. The action made Levi smile.

"O-oh well…thanks for bringing me along. It was a cool experience…kinda."

"Kinda?" Levi raised an eyebrow.

"I met a stripper." Eren dipped another fry. "Her name was sparkly moon and she likes pancakes dipped in peanut butter. Peanut butter! I think that sounds interesting-we should suggest it to Connie and Sasha."

Levi resisted the urge to laugh. He said under his breath, "Why do I like you…"

"What?" Eren looked up.

"Nothing." Levi shook his head. "Thanks for coming with me."

"Fun date." Eren leaned back in his chair. "10/10 would recommend."

They made it back to the house alive…surprisingly. Thank goodness there was less traffic this early in the morning. They pulled into Levi's large parking garage and he turned the key so that the ignition went off. Some song was still playing on the radio. Eren clicked off his seatbelt and was prepared to go inside the house when the prince asked,

"Eren?"

Eren paused and looked back with a questioning look.

Levi continued, "Hold on." He had some emotion on his face- Eren couldn't really put his finger on it.

"What?" He sat back in his seat and turned to the heir. He looked at him with a firm gaze; like he was looking through Eren's soul. The younger shifted, "What do you-"

Eren was cut off by a hand grabbing his tie that was hanging loosely around his neck. He was pulled over towards Levi's lap; he yelped but his noise was cut off again.

Levi skillfully tilted his head and caught Eren's lips. Eren's eyes were blown wide; Levi's were closed. The kiss was firm but not too rough and he pulled back a millimeter to lean back in again. The wheels in Eren's brain began to turn, and he kissed back. Levi yanked Eren forwards even more so he wasn't stretching across the car. Eren rested his hands on his shoulders and moved his lips with Levi's. He felt teeth at his lower lip so he opened his mouth almost naturally.

It's not like their tongues battled for dominance or anything; Eren had already submitted. Levi pressed his tongue along every tooth, every crevice. He felt the small scars on Eren's cheeks from where he had braces and the hooks caught skin.

It took Eren too long- way too long to process the situation. He jumped back like he was electrocuted.

"Holy fucking shit!"

Levi didn't reply. He attached his mouth to the point where Eren's neck and shoulder met.

"Prince Levi." Eren hissed. "You cant- what are you-no-"

Levi spoke between kisses, "Is there a problem?" He sucked hard.

"Yes there's a fucking problem!" Eren pushed at his shoulders. "You're a prince. P-r-i-n-c-e."

"I know how to spell." He pulled at Eren's shirt so more of his shoulder was exposed.

"We can't do this." Eren's voice was so not convincing. "I mean it! You…you…" he breathed. "You date princesses and you meet rich businessmen and you have cooks. You're a billionaire and your employees have employees who have employees."

"Eren." Levi kissed underneath his throat and worked on his buttons. "Stop talking."

"Wh…why though…" Eren refused to stop talking. He felt the prince unbutton the last one, and he frowned. In a fit of determination, he pushed roughly at the heir. Levi's eyes went wide, and he sat back. "No."

"If you don't like me that's fine, I'll stop." Levi spoke slowly and his voice was a little strained. "But if you won't because my dad is a king then we have some issues."

"Of…of course I like you!" Eren flushed. "But I'm serious. I've worked here for just a few months and…and you found me on the street! Isn't that like, bad blood or something? And won't your parents be angry? And…and…" Eren's words weren't coming out right anymore. He was in shock. There is a prince kissing me how-what-why is there a prince kissing me.

Levi shrugged, "Those are future problems." He attached his fingers into Eren's belt loops and pulled him so he was straddling his lap. Eren's face was impossibly red, "Right now I just really want to kiss you."

Levi pulled Eren's head forwards and they kissed again. Eren willingly kissed back; Levi had successfully gotten his shirt off. His hands were warm and they burned every place they touched. Another thought hit his brain,

"W-wait-"

"What?" Levi kissed his collarbones.

"Why..why…" His brain was seriously shorting out on him. "me?"

"Because." Levi licked over a bruise he put there, "You're different. You're loud and annoying and you're clumsy as fuck."

"Lovely." Eren dead-panned.

"You also don't put up with my shit and you're ambitious." His hands rested over Eren's ass, and Eren let his fingers grip behind his neck. "Not to mention you've got a great body." Eren flushed.

"Didn't know you were gay." He ran his fingers through the prince's gelled hair.

"I like who I want." He responded. The air in the car was getting increasingly stuffy. "I wanted to fuck you over that poker table when I saw how good you were."

Eren's face changed a million shades darker. "O-oh. Maybe I should play poker more often then."

He felt Levi smile into his neck. A hand left his waist to push the seat back farther. Eren's back was no longer pressed against the steering wheel. Levi kissed Eren again and again…almost like he was trying to steal the air right out of his lungs. Eren managed to keep up. He gave himself the task of unbuttoning Levi's shirt. It came undone fairly easily and he threw it in the backseat somewhere.

"Not bad." Eren ran his nails over his abdomen.

"Not bad?" The heirs tone was amused.

"Yeah." Eren laughed. "Its funny how confident you are that I like you. Like, maybe I hate you, you would never know. "

"Oh?" Levi took his right hand and reached between Eren's legs and palmed the hardness there. "I'm pretty sure you like me."

Eren made a strangled noise, and then moaned. Levi's breath hitched. The prince decided there and then he would do whatever it took to hear that noise again.

And so, he did.

He kissed Eren and nearly ripped his pants over his hips. He slipped his hands underneath the band of his underwear and stroked. Eren groaned and slumped more of his weight into Levi's lap. He rolled his hips forwards putting pressure on Levi's crotch. The prince didn't breathe; he growled and bit at Eren's lower lip. Eren pulled on Levis hair with his right hand and ran his fingers across each of his muscles.

The amount of partners Levi has had in bed is innumerable. He was a prince for fucks sake. He just threw whoever he got bored with away. For some reason when he met Eren he…just didn't want to throw him away. Eren was his.

Levi pulled Eren completely out of his underwear- as best as they could in the current position. He pulled himself out as well. Eren grinned and threw his hips forwards again; their dicks slid together. Levi hissed and Eren whined.

Eren took the liberty of rocking forward as Levi pumped them both with his right hand. They were so close that their bellies were almost touching. The younger looked up just as Levi did- His eyes are…blue. Really blue. They looked at eachother for a moment longer before lightly kissing again.

Eren rocked forwards- he breathed against Levi's neck and sighed. The prince had to resist coming there and then. Instead he bit sharply at Eren's shoulder- the younger cried out. A moment or two later Eren shivered, and a string of blabbering noises spilled out of his mouth.

"c-cant-"

"Come on." Levis voice was next to his ear-springing low and soothing. Eren shivered again; he tensed up and rocked his hips forwards and buried his nose in Levi's neck. He came between both their bodies and Levi followed seconds after. Levi continued to work his hand between them, and Eren arched his back in ecstasy.

Suddenly- it echoed off the walls of the garage.

Hoooooooooooooooooonk-

Eren's back hit the steering wheel.

Both of them jumped out their skin, Eren flew forwards away from the steering wheel and collapsed against Levi. The horn stopped and they both stared at each other wide eyed. Levi still had both of them in his right hand, but both were frozen.

Levi was the first to laugh, and then Eren. The prince's laugh was real and hearty like he was letting go of stress he had pent up for years. It was one of those laughs that you couldn't help but laugh along with. Eren thought it was beautiful, but he himself wasn't even laughing, more like wheezing.

"I-i- am so sorry-"

"Clumsy," Levi said between laughs, "You clumsy motherfucker."

"Y-you're the one who had me straddle your lap!" Eren wiped away a tear. "This is your fault."

"Someone's going to come in here. You just woke up the whole house. " His laughing toned down to chuckles. He grabbed Eren's slacks and pulled them up over his hips, tucking him inside his underwear. Eren groaned.

"Sorry."

"Would you…" Levi spoke slowly, "Go out with me for real?"

Eren's grin stretched across his face, "Duh."

Eren woke up the next morning in his own bed. He stretched and cracked his neck. Why is my back so sore-

His eyes snapped open. Memories rushed back into his head.

Oh no….He shot up in his bed, Armin shuffling around the room. What have I done?

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