Day 3: Public/Mirror Sex

"How about this one, babe?" Eren pulled the red velvet curtain to the side and laid eyes on his very sexy and very scantily clad boyfriend standing inside the dressing room.

"Gosh Eren," the raven admonished, "Close the damn curtain, I don't want the whole store to see my ass."

"Mh," Eren drawled, watching as Levi righted his tight pair of boxer briefs to make sure everything was covered. "It's such a fine ass, though."

Levi threw the brunette an annoyed glance and huffed audibly. "Can you be serious for once? You're here to help me pick a new suit for my meeting next week, not for your personal entertainment. This is actually important to me, you brat. Got it?"

"Yes, sir!" Eren said, a tiny smile still playing around his lips. He couldn't help it, not really. Watching Levi dress and undress, slipping in and out of those high-class, expensive suits that fit him to perfection—how was Eren supposed to not be turned on by that? It was a physical impossibility. Yet still, he would try, because he knew how much this upcoming meeting meant to Levi and especially to his career. He'd find the suit for him, the one that would knock all those top nobs at the meeting flying.

If only that delicious little ass wasn't so damn distracting.

Eren cleared his throat and held up another suit he'd found at the very back of the store. It was a three-piece suit in a beautiful slate grey color, a delicate pattern woven into the fine fabric, and a formfitting waistcoat with an asymmetrical button border. The suit coat was slim fitted and a tad longer than a usual jacket. The dress pants would hug Levi's tone legs perfectly, the pleat accentuating their muscular build. Eren couldn't wait to see Levi in the suit, somehow he knew that this was the one they were looking for.

Levi eyed the suit Eren had brought in the full length mirror covering one side of the dressing room, his eyebrow puckered. "A three-piece? Don't you think that's a bit too elegant for a business meeting?"

"No, I don't," Eren replied confidently. "You're an executive after all, something fancier would work great. Besides, this has a very contemporary design, so why not? You should try it on."

He had to try it on. Eren wasn't above tucking Levi into this gorgeous piece of clothing himself if he refused to try it. Even if he didn't like it enough to buy it, Eren wanted at least a taste. He wanted to see this on him, because he would look fucking delicious in it, and Eren was dying to lay eyes on that treat.

"Yeah alright," Levi said after turning around to brush one palm along the jacket's lapels.

Eren smiled and handed the suit over to Levi, who hung it on one of the hooks inside the dressing room. Then, the brunette stayed there, the curtain lifted to one side.

Levi glanced at him, a long sigh pushing out of his lips. He could see people walking by the dressing room, and a slight wave of unease rolled through his belly. He didn't particularly like being out in the open, especially if all he was wearing was underwear.

"Do you mind?"

He turned around, making a gesture for Eren to get lost and close the curtain so he could change without an audience—which included that brat as well— but the brunette made no move to back away.

"I do mind," Eren whispered, his voice dropping to a positively sinful octave that had goose bumps dance over Levi's skin. The brunette took another step inside the small dressing room and came to stand so close that the smaller man felt the body heat radiating off of him. Eren lifted a hand and ran the pad of his index finger down the curve of Levi's cheek, his eyes alight with fire as his gaze dropped to the raven's bare ivory chest. "Let me put it on you."

Levi jolted slightly when mental images of Eren's tawny hands on his bare skin, dressing him in the gorgeous suit, flitted unbidden through his mind.

"I can dress myself just fine, thank you," he spat, cursing himself internally when his voice came out throaty and gruff.

Eren raised a chestnut eyebrow at his boyfriend, his lips slipping into a lazy smile. He knew. Goddammit, he knew and Levi knew that he knew how much of an effect he had on him. It was maddening, especially considering Eren would never miss a chance to act on that fact.

Within the next moment, Eren had joined Levi in the dressing room, the curtain falling closed behind him. Deft fingers fluttered over Levi's neck, mapping out every inch before the brunette's lips followed their trails.

"Please," he whispered against the back of Levi's neck in between one tender kiss and the next, "Indulge me. Only this once."

Levi sighed, his eyes falling closed when Eren continued his fleeting kisses and soft touches along his neck and shoulders. He felt like fucking melting on the spot, and considering they were out in a high-class store for menswear, that was most definitely not a good thing. Their location should have made it easy to push Eren away and scold him for his damn double innuendos, but for some reason, Levi was incapable of putting up any real resistance. He blamed Eren for that, the way his warm fingers found their way around Levi's half-naked body made telling him no impossible. Lately, they'd had a bit of a dry spell too, with Levi being snowed under with work obligations and Eren busy with studying for the upcoming exams at university. The lack of intimacy had been harder on Eren, because he was young and his stamina was endless. Well, Levi might have been too old to match his boyfriend's obsession with anything sex-related, but if he was honest with himself, he'd craved having Eren close just as much. Those touches right now, shared secretly in public, felt like spring water on a parched throat, and Levi was losing himself in them. Maybe, considering the circumstances, Levi could indulge Eren. Just this once.

He took a deep breath and leaned into Eren's touch, a soft sigh escaping his lips when the brunette began to massage his uptight shoulders.

"Don't even think about doing anything indecent. If you do, this is gonna be the last time you accompany me anywhere, got it?"

A small moan crept past his lips when Eren pressed down on a particularly hard spot just above his shoulder blade and Levi bit his lip a little too hard. They were in public, for fuck's sake. Levi was the mature adult out of the two of them, if Eren had no problem getting carried away while only a velvet curtain was separating them from one hundred people moving about outside, he'd have to be the one keeping a cool head.

Eren chuckled quietly and caught a small earlobe between his teeth, nibbling until Levi moaned—not as quietly.

"I won't do anything you don't want me to," Eren breathed into the soft shaved hair of Levi's undercut, before slipping into a smile when he inhaled the faint traces of vanilla on the inky strands.

"Okay, then. Dress me," Levi said. He tried not to linger on how sexy that sounded and cleared his throat, turning around to open the clear suit bag and pull out the flawlessly pressed dress pants. He held them out to Eren, who took them—still wearing this mysterious smirk on his lips that made Levi question his true motives. Levi watched as Eren dropped down to one knee, his hand trailing down the bare expanse of Levi's thigh and calf until it came to rest on the heel of his foot. The brunette tapped the spot to make Levi lift his leg, and slid one pant leg over the adorable little toes. Levi held onto Eren's shoulder while he balanced on his other leg to slip into the pants. The raven would've expected Eren to just pull the pants up and button the fly—no big deal—but as always, Eren wasn't exactly fond of hurrying through something that involved touching Levi. He bent forward on his knees, pressing his face into Levi's smooth thigh and ingesting his scent until he'd committed a perfect imprint to memory.

"Eren..." Levi whispered, a touch of warning to his voice, but there was no real bite to it.

"Shh," Eren purred, mouthing his way to the inside of Levi's thigh to leave a pretty pink kiss mark.

"Fuck," the raven sighed longingly.

He knew he had to make this stop—now, before this could really escalate—but those sweet kisses, those little touches, were so damn addictive. Levi was so hungry for them; for anything Eren.

Levi slipped small palms into Eren's soft, unruly strands, wrapping them around his fingers to play while his head tilted back on his neck to just savor. Eren's lips on his skin, his hair whispering over his legs—it felt so good. All he wanted was one moment to enjoy this.

Eren continued his slow caresses, worshipping Levi's legs as if they were something precious he needed to handle with utmost care. Slowly, he let his full lips travel to Levi's other leg, before he shot his boyfriend a heated look. Levi had only one second to realize what would come next, which was not nearly enough to prepare him for the scream-worthy sensation of Eren's face pressing into his crotch.

"Damn Eren, don't—AH!" Levi whisper-shouted when the brunette nuzzled his groin, nosing against his clothed length and sucking the black fabric of his boyfriend's underwear in between his lips. Emerald eyes looked up to meet gunmetal grays, unmistakable desire blazing in them.

"You smell so fucking delicious here," Eren murmured against Levi's groin, his hot breath creeping straight through the thin cotton to wrap around his cock like a blanket.

Levi felt lust—searing and dominant—pool in his belly, soon followed by a persistent twitch between his thighs. If this wasn't a warning sign, then Levi didn't know what was. He had to stop, push Eren away, tell him off... Anything.

Anything but wrap one leg around the brunette's neck and pull him closer to feel more of those perfect lips on his steadily pulsing cock. As it was, that was exactly what Levi did.

Levi barely registered Eren's hand brushing up a lazy trail to the soft swell of his behind. Well, until Eren dipped his hand beneath Levi's boxer briefs in the back to cup his bare ass, that was when Levi brought a fist to his mouth and bit into it to keep from moaning aloud.

The familiar weight of Levi's ass cheek in Eren's hand felt so perfect, so right—he wanted to rip off the raven's boxers like a needy caveman and spread his little ass open to taste so much more than just his underwear. Damn, he wanted to eat him out, right here, in this damn nifty store; listen to him trying his hardest to suppress his mewls, while he pushed his gorgeous hole back against Eren's lips. Levi would probably spank the brunette's ass raw if he dared to make a serious move on him in public, but Eren decided to take the risk. He was well past the point of caring, all that mattered was to satisfy this need to have Levi like he wanted to have him.

"Eren, we... We c-can't... Not here," Levi breathed, a tint of desperation lacing through his voice.

Instead of listening, Eren grabbed both of Levi's hips and turned him around, catching him as he wobbled and gasped in surprise. Quick fingers bunched up the material of Levi's boxers and wrenched them off, right down those pretty legs.

"Eren! What the fuck—Stop it!" Levi whined breathlessly, a harsh pant forcing its way out of his mouth when Eren spread his ass cheeks and leaned in to lick a wet stripe along his cleft.

"Eren, please no... Just—ah, god-fucking-damn!"

Eren had caught a dollop of saliva on the tip of his index finger, using it as lube to push one long finger inside Levi's hole, relishing the fact that it clenched around the familiar intrusion.

"You're so tight, fuck," Eren moaned, his eyes fixed on how easily his finger slid in and out, "What is it, baby? Excited because we're out in the open?"

"Fuck you, Eren," Levi moaned, legs trembling. "I can't believe you're fucking doing this to me, in damn public."

Eren bit into one of Levi's delicious ass check, slurping as he pulled back. Levi had taken to put a hand over his mouth, the other braced against the wall.

"Don't tell me you don't feel that," Eren whispered, pushing a second finger inside and listening to Levi groan into his hand, "This thrill. You want it, just as much as I do."

"N-No, I don't..." Levi breathed, eyes falling closed as Eren spread him wide using a third finger.

Levi could make this stop, all he needed to do was tell Eren to stop. It was so easy, and that was exactly why Levi couldn't understand why the words wouldn't leave his lips. This thrill Eren was talking about—he couldn't admit it, didn't want to. Fucking in public, in a dressing room right inside a store, he just couldn't do it. The mix of fear and excitement was setting his body on fire; it was too much, overwhelming even. But that one tiny voice inside his head refused to make it stop, was reveling in being stretched open in this dressing room while people walked past just behind that thick curtain. Eren... It was Eren. He made everything so fucking exciting, and Levi was caught up in the tide.

His ass was getting used to Eren's fingers, ready for more. When Eren noticed, he slipped out of Levi and placed a wet kiss to his stretched opening. Levi felt the younger's shifting body heat as the brunette got up behind him and kneaded his cheeks, relaxing the raven further for what was to come.

"I want to fuck you, so hard. I want you to look at yourself in this full length mirror right here and see how fucking beautiful you are when you come," Eren whispered into Levi's neck, kissing the soft spot just below his ear.

"God, Eren, I... I c-can't... I can't shut the fuck up while you pound me," Levi rasped.

Oh yes, Eren's little raven was definitely a screamer, and that made the whole thing all the more exciting. He got rid of the expensive dress pants, kicking them in the corner without a care. Levi was gloriously nude, his pale skin beautifully flushed. Just then, a flock of people went by right outside their dressing room, specks of conversation floating through. Levi groaned quietly and shuddered against Eren's body. Eren's cock twitched at the risk. They were so close, just out there—the thrill was mind-blowing and Eren wanted to enjoy every second of it.

He kissed Levi's shoulder, slipping one hand into his inky hair and turning his head so he could finally kiss him, wet and messy. Levi moaned into Eren's mouth, and the brunette swallowed up the sound. He slipped one hand down to undo his pants, shoving them sloppily down to mid-thigh and freeing his heavy erection. Slowly, his hands wandered up to Levi's rear, spreading his cheeks to rub his hard length into his crack.

"Shit, Eren, I... It's so... I want to fucking scream," Levi whispered desperately. His voice was strained, and Eren knew how much of a toll it was taking on him to keep quiet.

"You're doing so good, you can do this," he encouraged softly, kissing the back of Levi's neck, just below his raven undercut.

Eren nudged Levi's stretched entrance, and a loud gasp tore free of the raven's throat when the younger finally breached him—not slowly and carefully like the circumstances demanded, but slamming in with one long, hard thrust.

"Uhm, sir...?" A concerned voice from just outside the curtain called. The velvet began to stir and two sets of eyes snapped to the only thing separating them from a lively store. Levi's eyes fixed on Eren's, panic swimming in them. Eren moved inside Levi and watched as raven eyebrows puckered, a long mmmmh sound thrumming through Levi's throat.

"You go ahead, talk to her," Eren whispered, barely audible. "I'm busy sucking a pretty scarlet hickey into the back of your neck."

Hot tears shot into Levi's eyes, glossing them over in an instant. Eren could not be fucking serious right now. Infuriatingly enough though, he was. Levi felt Eren's lips hover above his neck for one tiny moment, before they connected and began to suck. Dammit, he had to answer. Levi had to speak to someone outside, while Eren was fucking balls-deep inside his ass. He'd kill the brat for this, he so would.

"Uhm, y-yes! Don't worry—AH!" Eren gave his hips another roll, driving his cock deep into Levi's ass, "I-It's just... My hair! My hair got stuck in a zipper!" Levi almost shouted, before finishing with another suppressed whine.

"Oh, no!" The voice continued, now sounding even more concerned then before. "If you don't mind, sir, I can help you with this. May I enter?"

Fuck, no!

"Mmh, how are you going to get out of this one?" Eren breathed against his neck, leisurely licking over the kiss mark he'd just left. As if they were not on the brink of getting caught defiling a dressing room and subsequently being sued for public indecency.

"N-No, don't!" Levi forced out, "I am fine. Yes, I just did it myself. Everything's f-fine!"

"Okay," the clerk said slowly. "If you need anything, I am right around the corner."

"Thanks!" Levi called out, and then immediately sagged back against Eren when he heard swift footsteps moving away from their dressing room.

"See?" Eren chuckled against Levi's cheek, "You did perfectly, baby. You deserve a reward for that."

Eren continued his slow, sensual roll against Levi's behind, pushing in and out with deliberate strokes. Then he angled his hips just right, and brushed right against Levi's prostate, making him release a sharp whine.

"Shh baby." Eren kissed a trail along Levi's shoulder. "You're going to blow our cover."

"Mmmh, I just... I c-can't anymore... Please." He was begging, and he didn't even care. His whole body was brimming with restless energy, brought on by the edge of doing it in public, and all he wanted was to come.

"Look at yourself," Eren said, licking into Levi's ear. "See your needy face? The way your body arches into mine, so damn greedy for me? You can refuse to admit it all you want, but your body language tells me how much you're into this."

He was right. He was so right, and Levi loved and hated him for it; for bringing out this lewd side of himself he only ever showed to Eren.

"Come on," Eren urged. "Look. Watch."

He pulled them back from the mirror, taking hold of Levi's left thigh to lift it up high. Levi could see everything; from the way his wrecked face was blinking back at him, tears in his eyes threatening to spill over, to his flushed body, his trembling legs, Eren's tan hands digging into the flesh on his hips. Despite himself, his gaze traveled lower, and he gasped when he laid eyes on where they were connected, Eren's thick length pushing in and out of him just below his smooth balls.

Levi's blood heated to an unbearably degree, the tears finally spilling from his eyes to run in rivulets down his cheeks. He felt so wanton, yet couldn't help but love the thrill speeding through him. He was doing something forbidden, something on the edge and experiencing this high with Eren was like a free fall, the very best kind of it.

"Do you like what you see?" Eren said, his voice now audibly strained from his continuous rhythm into Levi's tight body.

"Y-Yes," Levi replied breathlessly, his eyes snapping up to meet Eren's in the mirror.

A tawny hand slipped into raven strands and tilted Levi's head slightly, just so far that their lips could meet. Levi's eyes fell closed of their own accord when he gave himself into the kiss, momentarily losing the ability to keep his balance, but Eren was there to hold him tight. He sucked on Eren's tongue, before relishing how it moved and licked along his, wet noises filling the small room.

"I-I'm so close," he moaned, louder again this time.

"You can come, but only if you promise to look at yourself in the mirror while you do," Eren whispered, his breathing messy. He placed another sweet kiss to Levi's lips.

With a deep breath, Levi looked in the mirror, his own graphite-colored eyes staring back at him. They were half-lidded and hazy. The raven's breath fogged up the mirror, fingers curling against the glass, as Eren picked up his pace, so close to completion.

"Damn, you're so beautiful. Just watching you makes me want to come," Eren groaned harshly, his teeth sinking into Levi's neck.

Eren's praise was the last spark Levi needed to burst. His orgasm rolled through him like an explosion, so intense that it was almost painful, his come splattering the mirror in front of him while his toes curled.

"Ah yes," Eren moaned loudly, mossy eyes fixed at Levi in the mirror while he came inside.

The smaller man groaned again when he felt warm spurts filling him up. "I can't believe we did this..."

There was turmoil going on outside, so Eren pulled out so fast that Levi cursed at the sudden sensation. The brunette leaned in and kissed his cheek apologetically. "Believe it. And now we better hurry up."

The clerk knew. That much was obvious. Judging by the reactions and glances people threw the couple's way, the entire store knew. Levi wanted to die and go straight to hell, preferably with Eren in tow. He bought the slate suit despite having never tried it on fully, just because he felt bad. He'd come on a mirror inside the store's dressing room after all, him leaving some money was the least he could do. When they finally left the store, Levi glared at Eren, only to find him being all ocean eyes and dreamy smiles.

"That was mind-blowing," Eren sighed happily. Then he put an arm around Levi's shoulders and pulled him in for a kiss. "Admit it."

Levi sighed. "If we ever do this again, we better pick a store I have no desire to go to again for the rest of my life."

Eren laughed and nuzzled Levi's cheek affectionately. "Mmh, okay. I won't point out how you basically just said you'd like a second time in public, and just be happy about it. Deal?"

Levi chuckled softly and snuggled into Eren's side. "Deal, brat."