Flapping Of Wings
Summary: Random bonus scenes from It Takes Two Wings To Fly, mostly from the moment Eren and Levi reunited onward. Fluff, fun, slight non graphic smut, occasional angst, short. Not in chronological order.
6. Brats
"Shit, Eren, slow down," Levi grunted, twisting his head and panting into the sheets while Eren moved relentlessly above him, snapping and rolling his hips in ways that had fire raging through Levi's veins. "Slow down a bit, you insufferable brat! It's not a racEIH!" His scolding trailed off into an embarrassing yelp when Eren moved his hips just so while at the same time leaning down to suckle at his earlobe. "Shit, fuck, shit, fuck, fuck!" His next moan was muffled by a kiss that left him utterly breathless.
Eren leaned back and smirked down at Levi, never stopping his movements. "Keep your voice down. We don't want anyone hearing or coming to interrupt."
A particularly hard thrust had Levi whining and clutching at Eren's back, dragging his nails down the smooth skin and leaving scratches. They were shallow and Eren lamented that he could already feel them healing. He liked that he could make his lover feel good and he liked to have proof of that on his own body, even if it's only temporary. He'd tried keeping them, once, but as soon as he transformed, he couldn't control it and Levi had even berated him once when he somehow managed to get a mild infection despite his healing powers. Apparently, rolling around in bog deep in the forest with a scratched up back could bring down even a Titan Shifter.
"Damn it, brat, if you don't slow down, I'll- I'll," Levi broke off on a long moan that had Eren smirking down at him.
"What's the matter, Captain?" He teased, angling his hips in a way that drove the shorter man crazy as he continued moving. "Didn't you want to know if I'd learned anything from the other Shifters before me?"
"You're bringing that up now!?" The Ackerman asked incredulously, only for his eyes to practically roll all the way back at a particularly good thrust. "Shit," he whimpered, much to Eren's delight.
"You're the one who wanted to know," he reminded in a singsong tone, keeping up his pace. "Tell me, do you think I was a good 'student'? Am I pleasing you right?" Not that he couldn't see it for himself. His former commanding officer was red from the top of his head to the bottom of his neck, panting like he was running a marathon - or had just finished slaying a few dozen Titans - and had a hard time forming words, let alone longer sentences. "I do have two thousand years worth of skill in this regard. Well, you do, too, as an Akcerman, but I have two thousand years times three, technically."
"We're not ... discussing this ... right now," Levi managed to say, having a very hard time to focus and not wanting to discuss their fucked up ancestry at all. Ever. "Just ... Don't stop."
Eren all but purred as he informed him he had no plans to do anything of the like.
When they both finally reached their climax and were just resting in bed together, trying to catch their breath and calm themselves, their door suddenly burst open and in barged Luka, all excitement and eagerness, which turned to horror and embarrassment in a second. " OH MY GOODNESS! I'M SO SORRY, MR LEVI!"
"JUST GET THE FUCK OUT!" Eren yelled at the kid, having covered himself and his lover with the duvet as best as he could in his heist. "AND SHUT THE MOTHERFUCKING DOOR!"
"SORRY!" Squeaked out the boy before he did as he was told, returning only to slam the door behind himself.
"I swear to Ymir, I have no idea how you put up with that brat," Eren grumbled, plopping down on Levi to keep the former Captain from getting out of bed just yet.
Levi snorted at the Shifter, bringing a hand up to run through his hair. "I've spent my whole adulthood dealing with brats, one way or another. I still can't decide who was worse, you or Gabi in your rebellious phases." Eren shot him a look when Levi pretended to be pondering whether Gabi's complaining about a curfew of 2 a. m. could match up against trying to Rumble the whole world at the age of nineteen. "Compared to you two, Luka is a delight. And he's a really sweet kid, so stop being jealous, you shitty brat."
"I'm not jealous."
"Yeah, sure, whatever helps you sleep at night."
Eren pouted. It looked ridiculous(ly cute) in Levi's opinion. "You help me sleep at night. Well, when we're not out in the forest trying to find more of those shining centipedes, anyways. Or when you're not entertaining the brats with stories from Paradis."
"Shut up, you do the same with the women. The only thing you haven't done yet to keep their attention is strip and give everyone a show."
"Are you jealous?"
Levi snorted, because in reality, he really wasn't. It would take a lot more to get him jealous. He'd dealt with it perfectly fine when he had thought Eren actually loved Mikasa in a romantic sense. A bunch of women flirting with a very much gay man did not bother him in the least. Besides, Eren had made it quite clear that his feelings for Levi were probably as stubborn as Eren himself, so Levi knew he would probably never have a reason to worry. And even if he did ever feel threatened by someone else, well, Levi partially grew up in a brothel. He knew how to make a man desperate. He'd soon his mother and the other women do it plenty of times and that was probably the only useful thing he'd ever picked up from that place that wasn't directly connected to his mother.
"Let me get up. I promised Luka I'd show him how the 3DMG works."
"You're going to teach him to use it?"
"Haven't decided on that yet. Maybe, when he's a bit older, if he still wants to. But he's still a kid right now. He has to at least be thirteen before I even imagine teaching him."
Eren nodded but pouted when Levi got out of bed before doing the same. After a quick bath - in which Levi didn't let Eren touch him at all because he knew the Shifter would try to start something again, if just to spite a kid - they both made their way down to the dining room slash bar, where a still very red-faced Luka was waiting for Levi.
Luka scowled at Eren when he spotted him. Eren glared back. Levi rolled his eyes, because he was, once again, surrounded by brats. He'd thought Luka would be an exception, but he should have known that he'd used up all his luck on Falco.
Levi let them glare at each other as he ate his breakfast and wondered what his favorite charge so far was up to before he cuffed Eren over the head when he started making the really scary face at Luka.
Clearly, out of all of his brats, Eren was still definitely the biggest one he'd ever dealt with.