A/N: You know I'm writing smut when chapters take this long to come out.

Anyway. Oh my god you guys. Chapter 30. I love you people. I mean seriously. 30 chapters and you're still here. :') Thank you for all of the wonderful reviews and being so kind to me. I've really improved since I started this a year ago, and while I'm not the best, I'm definitely getting better! All I can hope for is that you all continue to be awesome people and help me grown as a writer. Thank you again. ^^

On another note that you all want to really hear. I got lots of fun requests from you guys, so I kind of mashed them up. I can't really do bondage since they're still vanilla ice cream babies, but I definitely appreciate the wall smut. ;3)

The Change You Wish to See

(Original summary, but screw the stupid character limits) Levi's never put much care into things. He doesn't put much care into things at all. Nothing ever peaks his interest. Well, that's until he meets Eren Jaeger. Levi isn't sure what it is that's so interesting about him, and it irritates him to feel these feelings he's never felt before. Regardless, he goes to talk to the boy. When he doesn't receive an answer, he just thinks that the boy is rude; however, he understands why when Eren doesn't answer him. Eren is deaf.

Rated M for sexual content, adult language, some violence, mild character death
Main pairing: Riren with some side pairs
Anime: Shingeki No Kyojin (Attack on Titan)

Chapter Thirty: Showing my Appreciation

Draft:

Written at 5:52 p.m.

"So I'm here? You're home, right?"

-Sent

Eren fidgeted back and forth on his feet, eyes staring at his phone in hopes that it would provide entertainment until Levi opened the door to his apartment. That was if he was even home.

When Levi had left, he had sent him a text.

"When Armin leaves, come over."

His words from before were replaying like a broken record. He was going to make sure he couldn't walk. Those were the specific words he had used. All while Mikasa and Armin weren't looking of course.

Lord help him had Mikasa seen that.

So once they were gone, Eren managed to get back to his place on his own, like he had done before. He managed with the busses, after carefully looking through the stops and times online. After taking a few dollars from Mikasa's bag (If she noticed it missing, she hadn't said anything yet), and making sure he had his cellphone, that was all he needed to get there.

So where was Levi then? He knew he was coming. He had been the one to say so himself that he was coming over.

Maybe he couldn't hear him knocking? Wouldn't that be morbidly ironic?

Eren rolled his eyes at the thought before lifting his hand, but before he could knock again, the door suddenly swung open. He gasped as the collar of his shirt was grabbed and pulled, bringing him into the apartment before he could say or do much else. He felt the air of the door and the vibrations of it as it slammed shut behind him, and too quickly was the air he barely got back knocked out of him when he was pushed quite roughly against it.

"L-Lev-" Eren was cut off by lips pressing into his hastily. For just a fraction of a second did he fear this wasn't Levi, but someone else trying to have their way with him. He had half a mind to kick them between the legs, but when he saw that perfectly black hair and realized the height difference, his worries faded into the heated kiss.

His nerves relaxing, he sighed softly before wrapping his arms around the older man's shoulders, trying to enjoy the feeling of his warm body pressed into his. It was still cold outside, leaving him a shivering mess, but that was okay. Levi was there, keeping him close and warm, but he noticed something.

Something was off about him. His hands were moving over his waist and hips in what seemed to be a frantic attempt at pulling off his clothes, but his sweater and jacket were in the way. The kiss wasn't sweet, but rushed and hot. When his lips were gone, they were quickly on his neck and sucking a probably noticeable bruise into his skin, a little too high for his liking. Any higher and he wouldn't be able to hide it.

He wasn't going to look online about how to cover up love bites again. The first search alone was enough to mentally scar him.

"L-Levy," Eren whimpered and pushed at his shoulders. "Slow down..."

The lips were gone, replaced with a warm breath as the man sighed against his skin. The hands that had been so adamant about getting his clothes off stopped short, falling to his hips and resting there. Eren's hands came up to rest on his shoulders, his head tilting back to look at the man who seemed to be disheveled.

He had yet to see his face, but now he could see the mixed emotions within his expression. He looked a little anxious, but confused and worried at the same time. The furrow between his eyebrows wasn't one of anger or annoyance, but more thoughtful, like he was contemplating something deep within his mind.

"What's wrong?" He asked worriedly, lips frowning at the thought that something upset his boyfriend.

"... You're really something, you know that, Eren?" Levi asked of him, fingers barely catching up to his words. His hands were so jittery that he could barely keep them stable.

"Huh...?"

"You'd give up your hearing just so I can keep my apartment..." Levi told him when Eren couldn't seem to understand what he was implying.

Maybe it had something to do with the small hardness pressing into his hip.

"I-I'm not..." Eren shook his head before lifting his hands. "I'm not giving up my hearing! I'm just postponing it! It's just off to the side for now..." He explained.

"For how long though, Eren?" The older man asked. "This pushes back your time."

"And I can wait," The brunette stated abruptly. "But your apartment could be taken away from you, and I don't want you homeless. I don't think Mikasa will let you move in with us..."

Levi was just as surprised as Eren at the sudden bark of laughter that left his lips. It was a sudden upheaval of a voice he didn't know he had or could produce, shaking his ribs and making his lungs ache. He wasn't aware he could laugh like this. He really didn't think he was physically capable of it, but he couldn't help himself. The idea that Eren had expressed was too wild even for him to imagine.

Mikasa? Let him live with them?

Hell would have to freeze a dozen times over before that would happen. The chances of both of them getting struck by lightning were higher than that, and they both knew it.

"Don't laugh at me!" Eren yelped before his cheeks turned in a pout. His arms crossed over his chest, putting distance between them in annoyance.

"I-I'm sorry, Eren!" Levi huffed, trying to collect himself. When was the last time he had laughed this hard? "You're just... Too fucking cute..."

Eren whined before pushing at his chest, trying to knock him away, but Levi caught his arms and pushed them into the wood behind him.

"I'm not cute!"

"You have no idea." Levi scoffed before leaning up and kissing him. Eren groaned against his lips, not too happy that Levi could simply ignore his argument and act like it hadn't happened. However, the tenderness of this kiss was too sweet to ignore. Even when it heated up, even when his arms wrapped around the man's shoulders to ground himself, it was impossible to ignore.

His mind became foggy, especially when those nimble hands ran down his thighs, pressure slowly increasing until one of his legs was helped up around his hips. The other followed shortly after on its own, ankles locking behind his back to hold himself up, but he was surprised. Whether it was his height or body build, Eren was surprised he could hold him up. Maybe it was his height, but Levi was able to hold him up against the door, hands on his butt while kissing him with fervor.

His arms wrapped around his shoulders, fingers digging into the stitching of his sweater. Insistent on getting what he wanted, his hands began moving, pulling at the article of clothing like it had offended him. He couldn't get far with it though, not when Levi was the one holding him up. Not while their lips were together. So he settled for rubbing the palms of his hands into Levi's chest, feeling the natural warmth of his skin tickle his fingertips. This seemed to please the older man, enough so for him to let out a groan that the teen could feel vibrate against his lips.

He felt the rumble of his chest before a tongue pressed into his lips. They parted willingly, allowing the muscle to quickly wrap around his own and reduce him into a mess of whimpers and sighs. Levi always knew what it was he was doing, but damn, sometimes he doubted it, and he always had his mind blown.

Levi's hands that had been holding him up started to move. His hips continuing to hold him up against the wall as he groped at his ass. Eren arched back, chest pressing into his in surprise before his lightly moaned. He could feel the outline of the older man's erection pressing into him, feeling how had he was beneath his pants.

Had he been holding it in for a while now?

He wasn't about to question it, instead rolling his hips forward to apply friction to his own quickly growing one. The sensation was mind numbing, and he was rewarded win another deep groan and a heavy squeeze to his butt again.

"Eren..." Levi was partially glad Eren couldn't hear the deep, animalistic growl that left his lips, instead distracting him before he could pick it up. With his hands busy, there was no way he could bury his hands in that soft, brunette hair. So instead, he simply nudged his head to the side with his own before sucking a dark bruise into his neck.

Screw it if anyone could see.

"Hah..." Eren tilted his head back, enjoying the sensation for all it was worth. From the hands squeezing at him to the friction of their hips, to the now pleasant burn on his neck, he was thoroughly numbed by an enjoyable pleasure.

"God, you're so addicting..." The older man breathed against his neck, lost in translation for the teen. His hips rolled forward roughly, his mind melting at the sudden heat it created. Eren's body jerked forward at the sensation, his body nearly pushing off of the door.

They were getting nowhere standing here like this, even if both of them had toyed with the idea of having sex against the door. Levi knew it wasn't something they could do though. What they needed was in his bedroom, so with that thought in mind and his lips on Eren's, he pulled them away from the wall and began walking down the hall. Eren's ankles locked behind his back, hands cupping his cheeks for a better grip. He refused to let go of his boyfriend, much less stop the kiss. He was only partially aware they were moving until he was dropped down onto a bed, Levi's bed to be exact.

He gasped in surprise, eyeing the man with flushed curiosity as Levi pulled his shirt over his head. His golden stare practically ogled his body, admiring the hard chest and impressive abs leading down to the carved V-line of his hips, hidden away by his pants. He sat up enough to grab at his belt, yanking it open before pulling the zipper down.

Maybe he was a little frantic himself.

"Eren, you don't have to-" Levi started, but he wouldn't lie and say he didn't sign for a reason, because he didn't. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he had hoped for it. How long had it been since they touched each other?

Way too long.

Eren pulled his pants down his hips, only managing to his thighs in this position. He held the heavy organ in his hand and gave it a few, short pumps, testing the waters. He watched Levi for his reactions, the way his cheeks flushed, eyes closing, breath hitching. He could see it in the way his chest expanded in a certain way, which was enough of a confirmation.

He was doing something right.

It'd been a long time since he had done this, December to be exact, so his heart was beating wildly in his chest, but it didn't stop him. He leaned forward and kissed the tip, feeling the cock twitch in his hand. It was a bit of an overpowering feeling, enough so that he looked up at Levi while sucking the head into his mouth.

"Fuck..." Levi cursed under his breath, and Eren guessed what it was he could have said.

The brunette closed his eyes as he focused on sucking at the organ between his lips. His jaw ached at the uncomfortable stretch, but Levi's reactions were too beautiful to stop. The way his chest heaved, the way one of his hands gripped his shoulder reassuringly while the other caresses through his hair.

Perfect.

"Eren... S-Stop..." Levi rasped before pushing at his shoulder. Eren leaned back, gasping for breath he didn't know he had been holding, and looked up.

Had he done something wrong? Had he hurt him somehow?

The teen was about to voice his worries before Levi leaned down and kissed him with such passion that he forgot what he was thinking. He kissed him with such force that it pushed him back onto the bed, Levi crawling over him and pulling at his sweatpants. He gasped against his lips, surprised by the suddenness of his actions. He couldn't say he didn't like it; it had been a while after all. He was just surprised.

"Levy-" He gasped when Levi forced his boots off just to remove his pants. He was glad the room was a little darker than the living room, but he was still self-conscious.

Meanwhile he found his jacket becoming too hot and uncomfortable for his liking. He wiggled around as Levi fussed with his other boots before unzipping it. He at least needed the damn thing off; forget his shirt.

"Hold still..." Levi growled while messing with what was only considered a knot in the teen's shoelaces. He finally managed enough wiggle room to just force the boot off and toss to the side, careless of where it fell, and finally yank his pants off completely. Eren had managed off his jacket, leaving him in his teal colored, long sleeved shirt. It took Levi a moment to realize that now the boy was practically bare in front of him, and when it hit him, it practically knocked the air out of him.

He took a moment longer to stare at the brunette. To look into the deep, golden eyes of his, his pupils blown wide. At the soft traces of sweat building up on his forehead, making his fridge stick to his skin. Of the perfect flush of red on his cheeks, spreading to his ears and down his neck. His shirt bundled under his arms, showing off his chest, nipples erect and stomach twitching every now and again with a sudden intake of air. The hardness between his legs, red and swollen, resting against his stomach.

Perfect.

"What are you doing to me?" Levi asked, more to himself then the brunette.

Eren gave him a questioning gaze, hoping he'd repeat himself, but he didn't. Instead, the older man leaned down and pushed his legs up, pressing them into his chest. Eren whined at the sudden position, the embarrassment getting to him, but he couldn't protest. All he could do was hold on to his thighs and hold on for the ride.

Maybe that wasn't the best way to think of this at the moment.

"Levy...!" He suddenly squeaked when he felt a heat engulf his aching member. His tossed his head to the side, pressing his warm cheek in the pillow below him, a giant contrast to how it felt. His toes curled at the sudden pleasure, eyes closing tight as the man sucked and teased him, and in the middle of it all, he felt a finger circling his entrance.

There was a soft vibration against him, Levi groaning probably. If it weren't for this position, he'd arch into the sensation. One of the man's hands also had his hip pinned, leaving him practically immobilized. Maybe that was for the best? In this position, he would have choked the man with his cock or furthered the travel of his fingers as it finally pushed in.

He gasped his name, his nails digging into his skin as he tried not to move. His body felt numb, but he had never felt the need to squirm around so much before since the last time they'd done this. The sudden, uneasy and unfamiliar sensation of something going inside of him, of pushing his limits and stretching him. The feeling of something pressing into his walls and rubbing away at his insides. All of that encompassed with the wet warmth of something around his erection had him at a loss for words, or even thought by that point.

"It's good..." He breathed in a mixture of a whine and a sigh. At that, Levi pushed in another finger, pushing and stretching him apart. He noticed the sudden intake of breath, felt the way his body tensed and slowed. He didn't want to hurt Eren, but it had been so long. Rational thought was becoming harder and harder to keep. His body was hot and aching to be inside of him, and he found it harder to resist thrusting into him.

"Eren..." He rasped, voice cracking from the use. He sat back, fingers still inside but stilling to look into golden eyes. The brunette seemed to know he was trying to get his attention, but by the hazy expression in his face, he looked utterly lost. "In my nightstand..." Levi spoke and pointed to his bedside table.

Eren didn't seem to have a problem understanding him. His problem was trying to figure out why he was motioning towards it. Nonetheless he sat up, wincing when Levi's fingers pressed so close to his most sensitive of places before opening up the drawer. He searched around inside, trying to figure out what it was Levi could have possibly motioned towards, but after a few seconds of searching, he came across the items without question.

A few condoms and a bottle of lube were hidden away behind a box of tissues and a book. They were placed where no one would see them without really looking, the realization making him blush madly.

Just as he grabbed at the bottle and packet, Levi's fingers began moving again. The suddenness of it had him gasp and fall back onto the bed, nearly dropping the items, but he managed to keep hold of them long enough for it to get to Levi's grasp. He crooked his fingers up while his free hand started messing with the bottle, pouring a generous amount of the substance onto his fingers for better ease before pushing in a third.

"W-Wait..." Eren croaked and recoiled at the touch. It didn't hurt terribly, just stung a little with the added lubricant.

They had been so frantic in their coupling, he didn't have time to really appreciate what was happening here, but it's not like he'd have much. They didn't know when the net interruption would be right around the corner.

"You okay...?" Levi asked, his breathing labored. He had forgotten to worry for Eren's wellbeing while doing this, so caught up in the sight of him that he only managed to hurt him some.

"Le-Levy..." Eren reached down to grab his hand and bring it to his chest. He just needed something to hold onto, but noticing the way the older man refused to move, he nodded his head. "M-More..."

Levi complied reluctantly. At first it was slow, simply stretching him. He wouldn't hurt him again. He couldn't, but soon his fingers were moving faster, pushing in deeper and harder. Soon Eren was squirming, panting, and moaning. His voice was weak, but at a higher pitch that Levi all but appreciated. His body was shaking with anticipation, for more, bigger and better. He longed for those muscular arms to wrap around him, for his legs to wrap around his hips. Last time they had done this, Levi's leg was useless. They had to do it in probably one of the not so good first time positions, so how would it feel now?

Soon enough, Levi's fingers withdrew from his body entirely. His shuddered at the empty feeling, hating how he suddenly felt like this. Had it been like that the first time? One would think he would remember the sensations, but it had been so long.

Eren had his eyes closed for a while, but when he realized nothing had happened, he opened them to see Levi shrugging off his pants. He staggered haphazardly before managing them off and crawling back onto the bed, and how Eren didn't notice him leave he wasn't sure. The older man grabbed at the packet he had gotten and tore it open with ease. He rolled it on, sighing at the touch. They had been frantic, so he hadn't gotten the chance to relieve some of that pressure.

He looked up to see those golden eyes on him intently, or more so, on the condom now on his cock. His body trembling and cheeks flushing red, Levi couldn't imagine what was going through his mind.

He grabbed at Eren's thighs and helped them to wrap around his hips. He leaned forward over his body to kiss him, lips pressing into the teen's own swollen ones as he felt the head of his cock brush against his entrance. Eren whimpered into his lips, hips jumping in surprise before he began pushing in.

"Levy..." He croaked and wrapped his arms around his shoulders. Preparation had been minimal this time, so the sudden dull ache and burn had him wincing while he held on like his life depended on it.

The older man shuffled his hips, pulling back slightly before pushing in again, slightly deeper with each thrust. He felt nails dig into his back the farther in he managed, and that was okay. If Eren was in pain, he wasn't saying anything. All he could do, all he could manage was to hold on for the ride.

"I'm in..." Levi breathed against his flushed neck. Eren whined, not having heard him, but the sudden halt was proof enough.

The man leaned back to look down at his boyfriend, to gaze into those beautiful eyes, so wide and lost in sensation. He took note of the way he was breathing, how heavy his lungs must have felt, the absurd rise and fall of his chest. They'd pushed too far in such a short amount of time this time, and now it was taking time to get used to the sensation again.

Levi leaned down and kissed those swollen, red lips. His hand gently caressed his cheek, trying to bring comfort, or even a distraction. He swallowed down those little sounds, the cute he made, never parting until he felt Eren's hips move into his own.

"H-Hurry..."

Impatient as always, but Levi couldn't last much longer.

He sat back on his heels before pulling out halfway and thrusting in. He kept the pace slow, because at the first thrust Eren's body shivered. He wouldn't last long on just teasing, but he planned to make the most of it.

Thinking back to their first time, Levi thought of the things Eren had done that he had obviously liked. Being touched was one of them. His sense of touch was far greater, so the sensation of hands on him, even if not completely intimate, would reduce him to a puddle. He remembered the way Eren's hips would sit against his and roll and grind, how that seemed to drive him crazy. Anything else were small, tiny actions that would surely put him over the edge.

Levi grabbed Eren's hands, held them tightly against the bed, and pressed against his flush body, grinding his hips into the brunette's. Eren's back arched, sweaty chest pressing into the older man's as he practically keened. He'd already found that special spot inside of him that made his eyes roll back into his head and his body tremble. It he kept doing that, he definitely wouldn't last long.

Sure enough, Levi's hips kept rolling into his, his wrists aching under his grip, but he couldn't care less. The pain dissipated fast in favor of the frantic friction against and in his body. He couldn't help but moan loudly at the sensations.

The older man leaned forward and pressed his lips non-too-gently into the teens. He didn't care if Eren got loud, but he wasn't aware of how loud he could be. At the shop it was fine. Everyone was gone and there wasn't anyone in another building to hear him. He had neighbors now, and while he didn't care if they were confronted about their behavior, he was sure Eren would be embarrassed if not.

The brunette cried against his lips as the older man began thrusting again, slamming into his harder. He managed to shake off his hands enough to wrap them around Levi's shoulders, clinging to him. He felt heat prickling in his stomach, moving to his toes and finger tips. Everywhere burned and Levi only made it worse, but it felt good.

Last time Levi's leg had been hurt. He couldn't do anything but sit under him, but now it was him on top, him thrusting in and out of him, him grabbing at his aching cock and stroking him.

"Le-Le-vi!" He cried against his lips.

Levi nearly stopped at the sound of his name. Not the morphed version of his name Eren had been calling him since day one, but his actual name. He knew that was a onetime thing, that his name being said was just a mix of a moan as he tried to tell him something, but what he wasn't sure. However, he didn't think he'd feel such a violent reaction to it as he did, enough so that he paused momentarily to hike one of Eren's legs up over his shoulder.

The sudden change in angle made him hit that spot that could make Eren mute, mouth gaping open and back arching, hands clenching at the bed sheets as he attacked it. He eventually found his voice again in the form of a gurgled gasp. A few more strokes had him coming, muscles tensing as a wave of pure relief and pleasure washed over him.

Just the sight of him coming was enough to push Levi over the edge, but not without a few more hard thrusts and a muffled groan as he bit down on his tongue to hide his voice. He kept moving, kept rolling his hips to ride out the ecstasy until Eren pleaded with him to stop, his body too sensitive for anymore, until his muscles ached and screamed for no more.

Both were utterly spent, left to sit in a heap of jelly-like bones and and sweat. Levi inwardly grimaced for half a second when he realized he really didn't care. All he could do was lay his ahead against Eren's damp thigh and take in deep breaths, trying to calm himself as best as he could.

"Eren..." He croaked, his body shaking in such a way that it was enough to catch the teen's attention. Eren's eyes opened, and when he had closed them he wasn't sure. He simply looked to the older man with a fog over his golden orbs, trying to comprehend the situation. He barely felt the man pull out of him, but he had enough energy to realize Levi has carefully set his leg down on the bed.

"... Mhm..." He hummed as a reply, but it came a minute after he spoke his name.

"... We need a shower..." Levi barely managed to sign. He waited for a reply, but when it didn't happen, he looked up from between their bodies to see the brunette's eyes closed, bangs softly laying against his forehead. His breathing had evened out, and every muscle in his body had relaxed.

He had fallen asleep.

The older man sighed to himself before laying down beside him and pulling the duvet over their bodies. Eren barely moved, simply rolling onto his side to snuggle close to his body. He wrapped his arms around his body, keeping him close and what he considered safe. Eren would always be safe in his arms.

He closed his eyes, feeling fatigue start to wash over his body. It felt like bliss to have his body spent in a way that felt so good, with someone he cared for so deeply at his side. It felt like euphoria to just lay there in the dense quiet and relax, sleep tugging at his senses. He could have fallen asleep, but he was content just playing with some of Eren's hair between his fingers and kissing his forehead as he slept on.

The brat was definitely doing stuff to him. Stuff that at once felt odd, but familiar. It reminded him much of his little sister, how she and Farlan were the only ones allowed in his life. Now came along this teenage boy, and everything he built up fell apart, and for what? Eren was willing to delay hearing implants just for him.

Levi's dark eyes momentarily left the sleeping teen to look over to the corner of his room. Stacked against the wall were canvases, empty and blank, ready to be filled with something, but what? He had yet to find out what he was going to make next. He just gotten the supplies after all. All he knew was that whatever he made had to be as expensive as the last painting if he wanted those Cochlear implants.

He had a lot of work to do.

A/N: You know, I was thinking about it... We aren't far from the end here. :o Probably like... Ten more chapters? That's a really rough guess. Don't take that number to heart.