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[ Tayrey had gone and returned again, but it seemed before he knew it, she was gone again. Had her second wish been fulfilled as well, whatever it was? Could Vaeros be so generous?
Was she happy, at least?
Answers he'll never have. ]
Suppose that's all anyone could hope for, if they get brought back.
[ Fucked if he knows how it works, though. Could it happen to him? Could he be sent back only to return again, having lived through whatever future awaits? Would his feelings about this place change if that happened? It's a troubling thing to think about. ]
Was she happy, at least?
Answers he'll never have. ]
Suppose that's all anyone could hope for, if they get brought back.
[ Fucked if he knows how it works, though. Could it happen to him? Could he be sent back only to return again, having lived through whatever future awaits? Would his feelings about this place change if that happened? It's a troubling thing to think about. ]
[ Levi isn't a very tactile person. There have been a handful of moments where they've touched in the past, many of which he initiated. But being touched often still takes time for him to acclimate accepting from another person. His fingers twitch reflexively under Dolph's hand, just the slightest motion, but he doesn't pull away. For a few seconds, he looks at their hands, then at Dolph, and something seems to unwind a little.
Levi settles his other hand over the top of Dolph's larger one, holding it between both his own and giving a gentle squeeze. The difference in size is a little amusing, but Levi's hands are strong. ]
Yeah.
Levi settles his other hand over the top of Dolph's larger one, holding it between both his own and giving a gentle squeeze. The difference in size is a little amusing, but Levi's hands are strong. ]
Yeah.
[ That...wasn't quite the answer he's expecting, and it shows in the way he pauses, frown deepening just slightly as he tries to sort through whether or not he's somehow been distressed enough about something to signal to Eren of all people that something is wrong. There are things on his mind, sure, but Levi doesn't think he's been projecting any of it, at least.
It does explain the line of their earlier conversation, though. ]
Worried about me. [ It's...touching, really. Levi studies the teen a moment, but he doesn't look mad, or even offended, just...curious. ]
Why?
It does explain the line of their earlier conversation, though. ]
Worried about me. [ It's...touching, really. Levi studies the teen a moment, but he doesn't look mad, or even offended, just...curious. ]
Why?
[ dolph isn't either. but he's trying. and he hopes his intent translates better. they've all lost people. they're all the same. is it a comforting thought? perhaps for dolph, who has always been kept at a distance, it is. ]
Thanks for stopping by.
Thanks for stopping by.
[Maybe because...the last thing Eren remembers before coming to this world is Captain Levi's squad - crushed, smeared, broken; his failure, his choice, his comrades, his Captain.
[Levi has lost so much. Losing someone here; it's a unique kind of pain, depending. Eren's hands are palm-up in his lap. He frowns lamely at them.]
You cared about her...and now she's gone...
[Levi has lost so much. Losing someone here; it's a unique kind of pain, depending. Eren's hands are palm-up in his lap. He frowns lamely at them.]
You cared about her...and now she's gone...
The sensuality of that hand at his back is precisely what he wants. Levi lets Erwin guide him close, hands sliding greedily up his chest before curling one hand at the back of his neck. There's a warmth in his eyes and even a small smile faintly on his lips as he raises himself up a little on tiptoes to meet Erwin with the kiss. A little precarious, perhaps, but he's not at all worried about slipping.
Not especially as he's pressing himself up against his husband, trapping Erwin's erection firmly between their bodies. The feeling of him, hot and stiff and large sends a shiver pleasurably down his spine, and Levi half hums, half growls his approval into the kiss. He's slow and exploratory with it, tracing Erwin's lips and mouth with his tongue. It may have taken a little coaxing to finally warm up to something more than just a press of lips, and even then, he doesn't always appreciate swapping spit (which he definitely can't think about too hard). But if he's in the right mood, Levi very much enjoys kissing.
Now, he most definitely is in the mood - Erwin's freshly cleaned mouth helps. Levi perhaps gets a little distracted with it, but without much to help even their positions, he relents and lets Erwin save his back, sliding back down to his heels. One hand slides downward too, the other splayed against his chest, and Levi looks up at him through damp lashes as he wraps his fingers around Erwin's length. He gives him a few slow strokes, tracing over the head lightly with his thumb.
"Think you enjoyed that almost as much as I did...look at you. So fucking huge and you've barely been touched."
Not especially as he's pressing himself up against his husband, trapping Erwin's erection firmly between their bodies. The feeling of him, hot and stiff and large sends a shiver pleasurably down his spine, and Levi half hums, half growls his approval into the kiss. He's slow and exploratory with it, tracing Erwin's lips and mouth with his tongue. It may have taken a little coaxing to finally warm up to something more than just a press of lips, and even then, he doesn't always appreciate swapping spit (which he definitely can't think about too hard). But if he's in the right mood, Levi very much enjoys kissing.
Now, he most definitely is in the mood - Erwin's freshly cleaned mouth helps. Levi perhaps gets a little distracted with it, but without much to help even their positions, he relents and lets Erwin save his back, sliding back down to his heels. One hand slides downward too, the other splayed against his chest, and Levi looks up at him through damp lashes as he wraps his fingers around Erwin's length. He gives him a few slow strokes, tracing over the head lightly with his thumb.
"Think you enjoyed that almost as much as I did...look at you. So fucking huge and you've barely been touched."
[ Levi is in the kitchen, preparing tea. There's a plate of croissants and a few other various pastries on the counter. It's not a wholly unusual sight, but there seems to be a particular selection of things that are Eren's favorites. Truthfully, Levi wasn't entirely sure Eren would show up today, so he looks a little surprised - but pleased, ultimately. ]
Oh, you came after all.
[ He pours the water over two tea mugs - there's a third that he leaves empty, but still waiting for later. For Erwin or Hange, whoever shows up next. Throwing another glance at Eren's demeanor, Levi faintly arches a brow, corners of his lips pulling down into a frown. ]
What's the matter? You look like you're gonna have the shits any second.
Oh, you came after all.
[ He pours the water over two tea mugs - there's a third that he leaves empty, but still waiting for later. For Erwin or Hange, whoever shows up next. Throwing another glance at Eren's demeanor, Levi faintly arches a brow, corners of his lips pulling down into a frown. ]
What's the matter? You look like you're gonna have the shits any second.
[Captain Levi is the last person that Eren wants to talk to about this. It feels impossible to look him in the eye; Eren compensates by not breaking eye contact at all.
[But he has no idea how to respond. They'll all find out eventually. He's not the same Eren anymore; never will be again. He's not prepared for Levi to lecture him about it; not even close.]
I went to the Labyrinth. I lived my future.
[But he has no idea how to respond. They'll all find out eventually. He's not the same Eren anymore; never will be again. He's not prepared for Levi to lecture him about it; not even close.]
I went to the Labyrinth. I lived my future.
[ It seems to, and those words likewise seem to bring out a softness that perhaps Dolph hasn't seen much from him before. People are people, and loss is something Levi knows all too well...they both do.
If there's some solace to be had, then good.
Still, he can never quite accept such sentiments very gracefully. Levi lifts his chin a bit, gaze sliding away briefly. ]
Thanks for letting me in the door.
[ Especially after their last conversation. ]
Meant what I said earlier, if you need help moving stuff. You know how to find us.
If there's some solace to be had, then good.
Still, he can never quite accept such sentiments very gracefully. Levi lifts his chin a bit, gaze sliding away briefly. ]
Thanks for letting me in the door.
[ Especially after their last conversation. ]
Meant what I said earlier, if you need help moving stuff. You know how to find us.
[ Well that's absolutely not what he fucking expected to hear, just dropped out in the open like that. He'd known that Eren was planning to go in. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea, given that there was no way to know what the hell one might encounter in its strange mazes. Sometimes it can be...incredible. Other times dangerous, but until this very moment he hadn't considered that the danger could be more than just strange monsters lurking in the corners (or in a silent library, as the case once was).
Clearly, he should have thought a little more carefully about it, maybe even discouraged Eren from going at all. If he'd known, if he'd felt strongly enough about it, Levi could have prevented him from going. But of course he'd had no way of knowing the Labyrinth would do that, particularly.
He stares at Eren for several seconds, eyes widening, his heart rate increasing by the second. The teen doesn't look physically any different than he did the other day, but still - if he knows now...is the Eren who entered the Labyrinth gone? ]
Oi oi Eren...don't start this moody teenager crap on me now. What the fuck do you mean?
Clearly, he should have thought a little more carefully about it, maybe even discouraged Eren from going at all. If he'd known, if he'd felt strongly enough about it, Levi could have prevented him from going. But of course he'd had no way of knowing the Labyrinth would do that, particularly.
He stares at Eren for several seconds, eyes widening, his heart rate increasing by the second. The teen doesn't look physically any different than he did the other day, but still - if he knows now...is the Eren who entered the Labyrinth gone? ]
Oi oi Eren...don't start this moody teenager crap on me now. What the fuck do you mean?
[Eren's expression doesn't flinch or tighten. He'd look miserable if he looked like anything at all; maybe the emptiness is worse. He can feel Levi's affection dwindling and disappearing. He'd wanted to make him proud.]
That's what happened.
Aubrey, me, and Thorfinn. We lived our wishes.
That's where mine led. [He should feel shame; he honestly feels not much of anything.]
I was there...for a long time. [Infinite. "Time".]
That's what happened.
Aubrey, me, and Thorfinn. We lived our wishes.
That's where mine led. [He should feel shame; he honestly feels not much of anything.]
I was there...for a long time. [Infinite. "Time".]
[ Whatever Eren is feeling is entirely of his own imagination, because nothing could be further from the truth. Eren's caught him entirely on his back foot; perhaps Levi foolishly believed they could help him avert having to intimately know what his future holds, or at least give him enough of a buffer to better resist its effects.
Looking at him now, he's not sure they've succeeded.
But the wish makes his blood run cold. The thought that it was that room that triggered it is almost too much to bear; proof, perhaps, of Eren's inescapable nature.
Levi hasn't seen that future. He hasn't glimpsed what Eren becomes. The distant, cold, emotionless demeanor in place of where a teen that cried almost too easily once was. Is this it? Is that what Eren will become from now on? Has the passionate young man that had first drawn his attention disappeared back in that shitty maze? ]
You've got to be kidding me...[ He mutters it to himself, somehow past the tightness in his chest, fighting with his disbelief. ]
Don't fucking make me laugh...
[ His movements are stiff as he half strides, half stalks forward toward the teen. Menace and wariness and maybe something a little like fear locking his spine rigid.
Not fear of Eren, because Levi strides right up to him, gray eyes sharp and intense. But it's worry rather than anger, although it's often difficult for him to divorce the two. He grabs a fistful of Eren's shirt, dragging him forward and staring directly into his eyes from only inches away. Searching, hoping, for any sign that he isn't entirely gone. ]
So what are you saying, huh? You're that brat now? Are you gonna go around like someone's shoved a titan-sized stick up your ass like I was told about? What happens now, Eren?
Answer me.
Looking at him now, he's not sure they've succeeded.
But the wish makes his blood run cold. The thought that it was that room that triggered it is almost too much to bear; proof, perhaps, of Eren's inescapable nature.
Levi hasn't seen that future. He hasn't glimpsed what Eren becomes. The distant, cold, emotionless demeanor in place of where a teen that cried almost too easily once was. Is this it? Is that what Eren will become from now on? Has the passionate young man that had first drawn his attention disappeared back in that shitty maze? ]
You've got to be kidding me...[ He mutters it to himself, somehow past the tightness in his chest, fighting with his disbelief. ]
Don't fucking make me laugh...
[ His movements are stiff as he half strides, half stalks forward toward the teen. Menace and wariness and maybe something a little like fear locking his spine rigid.
Not fear of Eren, because Levi strides right up to him, gray eyes sharp and intense. But it's worry rather than anger, although it's often difficult for him to divorce the two. He grabs a fistful of Eren's shirt, dragging him forward and staring directly into his eyes from only inches away. Searching, hoping, for any sign that he isn't entirely gone. ]
So what are you saying, huh? You're that brat now? Are you gonna go around like someone's shoved a titan-sized stick up your ass like I was told about? What happens now, Eren?
Answer me.
[ It's enough. Even if it's somehow false - but Eren was never a very good liar, even if he somehow manages to fool everyone later. Levi decides to latch onto that anyway, and it softens some of his anxious aggression a little. He stares at Eren for several heartbeats longer, then finally releases his grip and steps aside. ]
Ch.
[ Eren gets a not particularly gentle jab to his back in the direction of the kitchen, where the tea and breakfast pastries are waiting. ]
Whatever. Go sit and drink your tea. No cleaning this week - unless you're somehow eager to do it anyway.
[ Fuck. What the fuck is he supposed to do? ]
Ch.
[ Eren gets a not particularly gentle jab to his back in the direction of the kitchen, where the tea and breakfast pastries are waiting. ]
Whatever. Go sit and drink your tea. No cleaning this week - unless you're somehow eager to do it anyway.
[ Fuck. What the fuck is he supposed to do? ]
[Eren feels all at once unmoored - more so than he did before walking into Levi's cottage, certainly. In some ways, the Eren he was and the Eren he becomes can never be separated now; he's a horrible mix of the two, not yet practiced at controlling his emotions. Levi guides him toward the kitchen where he sat across from Commander Erwin and first learned about his future. Eren stumbles without meaning to. His legs feel shaky. He wants to shatter.
[He sits at the table, half-stunned, half-obedient...maybe some part aimless, just doing what he's told, because what else is he supposed to do? He has no more direction. Half the time, he still feels like things are all happening at once. It's nauseating.
[He isn't sure what to say, but he's certain the conversation isn't over. It's not like the Eren Levi knows to stay silent, but it's just like the one Eren remembers feeling...
[He knows himself too well now.]
[He sits at the table, half-stunned, half-obedient...maybe some part aimless, just doing what he's told, because what else is he supposed to do? He has no more direction. Half the time, he still feels like things are all happening at once. It's nauseating.
[He isn't sure what to say, but he's certain the conversation isn't over. It's not like the Eren Levi knows to stay silent, but it's just like the one Eren remembers feeling...
[He knows himself too well now.]
[ The conversation isn't fully over, no, but Levi isn't sure if he's ready for this discussion. He can deal with sudden shifts easily enough, but usually that's in combat, where there's more to distract and delay the need to process it all at once. Thinking quickly is his strength, rather than long term. What all can he do, anyway? Eren's now already experienced the thing they'd wanted to keep him from. Now, it's just learning how that will make everything different, how to live with the change.
With whatever Eren decides to do.
But with Eren at least not being wholly unresponsive to him, Levi stubbornly keeps with the plans he's gone through the trouble of preparing for today. Eren probably won't eat, but the pastries are there anyway, and after a minute or so Levi comes back to the table with two mugs in hand. One is something that Eren has seen him use for himself many times before, but the other is new.
It's a handmade stoneware mug that's a good size to hold in both hands. The top three-quarters of it have been dipped in a dark blue glaze, into which some distinct images have been carved - wings, reminiscent of the Wings of Freedom, on one side, and the form of a trotting wolf beneath a crescent moon on the other. Star-shapes dot the space in between at random, all of it carved out in soft white. The handle and top rim are a gray, and on the curve of the handle, Eren's name is painted in a matching blue.
Levi sets it in front of him, full of the tea he seems to prefer and prepared the way he likes, and drops himself into the chair adjacent to, rather than opposite, the space where Eren occupies. ]
Here.
With whatever Eren decides to do.
But with Eren at least not being wholly unresponsive to him, Levi stubbornly keeps with the plans he's gone through the trouble of preparing for today. Eren probably won't eat, but the pastries are there anyway, and after a minute or so Levi comes back to the table with two mugs in hand. One is something that Eren has seen him use for himself many times before, but the other is new.
It's a handmade stoneware mug that's a good size to hold in both hands. The top three-quarters of it have been dipped in a dark blue glaze, into which some distinct images have been carved - wings, reminiscent of the Wings of Freedom, on one side, and the form of a trotting wolf beneath a crescent moon on the other. Star-shapes dot the space in between at random, all of it carved out in soft white. The handle and top rim are a gray, and on the curve of the handle, Eren's name is painted in a matching blue.
Levi sets it in front of him, full of the tea he seems to prefer and prepared the way he likes, and drops himself into the chair adjacent to, rather than opposite, the space where Eren occupies. ]
Here.
[Eren watches Levi set the mug down; stares at it.
[The wings, the wolf, his name. He doesn't understand at first, expression subtly pinched. He still hasn't thought about today's date. It takes a few long seconds for it to dawn on him.
[He feels...sick.
[Captain Levi and all the others, pleading with him in the Paths. Levi won't remember that. Eren's hands close around the mug. He looks like he's in pain.]
You got this for me...?
[The wings, the wolf, his name. He doesn't understand at first, expression subtly pinched. He still hasn't thought about today's date. It takes a few long seconds for it to dawn on him.
[He feels...sick.
[Captain Levi and all the others, pleading with him in the Paths. Levi won't remember that. Eren's hands close around the mug. He looks like he's in pain.]
You got this for me...?
[ Levi doesn't remember. The more he knows of the future, the less he even wants those memories. It makes him feel a twinge of guilt, though, especially thinking of Hange and the others. They've lived it all, carrying that additional pain, the heartbreak. Death, even. They all remember the parts he played, but Levi doesn't, and can't shoulder as much of that with them. He can't balance out their pain with his own, something he's so used to doing. Part of him thinks that he should try, somehow. But the selfish part of him wants to cling to his ignorance for as long as possible, lest those memories start invading his dreams.
Besides, imagining losing the people you love is one thing. Experiencing it is much, much worse.
He's not in a hurry to know that pain.
But now that Eren has effectively lived that himself, Levi keenly realizes he's the only one left of them now who hasn't.
Is that fair?
He watches Eren, not even sure he'll accept it. He'd had the cup made a few weeks ago. ]
Yeah. [ Levi takes a sip of his own tea, his cup much more petite. ] Thought we'd keep it here for you to use when you come over. But it's yours, so - if you want to take it home, won't stop you.
Besides, imagining losing the people you love is one thing. Experiencing it is much, much worse.
He's not in a hurry to know that pain.
But now that Eren has effectively lived that himself, Levi keenly realizes he's the only one left of them now who hasn't.
Is that fair?
He watches Eren, not even sure he'll accept it. He'd had the cup made a few weeks ago. ]
Yeah. [ Levi takes a sip of his own tea, his cup much more petite. ] Thought we'd keep it here for you to use when you come over. But it's yours, so - if you want to take it home, won't stop you.
[It's more than overwhelming; just a mug, and it's not as though it's shocking that Captain Levi would get him something, but with the timing, it just feels like too much. He doesn't want to celebrate after all of that, least of all himself. Today is the day the end of the world was born. He's had less than three days to adjust to it, the destruction of his beloved comrades, his Captain.
[He thinks about the way that Levi looked the "last" time he saw him. Eren's hands fly away from the mug as if he's been startled, but he doesn't look up. His hands hang in the air, wrong. He pulls them down to stare at his palms.
[Maybe millions of crushed bodies ought to be what hangs in Eren's mind the most, but it isn't. It's the people he loves that he can't stop thinking about.]
Captain. [His voice is rough with emotion that his face doesn't necessarily betray, or, at least, not fully.]
I'm sorry. I don't think...I'll...ever be the same again now. No, that's...that's the truth...
[How could he be? How could he be? How could anyone even ask him to be anymore?]
I'm not...[It's hard to speak.] I can't give up. [He doesn't sound determined. He sounds resigned. He can't give up. He tried that already. Death isn't permanent here. There's no other option.]
But you have to know...
[He thinks about the way that Levi looked the "last" time he saw him. Eren's hands fly away from the mug as if he's been startled, but he doesn't look up. His hands hang in the air, wrong. He pulls them down to stare at his palms.
[Maybe millions of crushed bodies ought to be what hangs in Eren's mind the most, but it isn't. It's the people he loves that he can't stop thinking about.]
Captain. [His voice is rough with emotion that his face doesn't necessarily betray, or, at least, not fully.]
I'm sorry. I don't think...I'll...ever be the same again now. No, that's...that's the truth...
[How could he be? How could he be? How could anyone even ask him to be anymore?]
I'm not...[It's hard to speak.] I can't give up. [He doesn't sound determined. He sounds resigned. He can't give up. He tried that already. Death isn't permanent here. There's no other option.]
But you have to know...
Erwin is definitely noticing Levi's increased interest in kissing. He is taking this information and storing it away, carefully filing it with all the other things he can do that make intimacy easier and more enjoyable for Levi. Cleaning his mouth beforehand is a very small and easy price to pay, and he'll be taking the initiative on his own more often now.
When Levi goes back down on his heels, Erwin straightens up, his spine crackling as he does. He holds still as Levi slips his hand between them, and sighs when it wraps around his length. He is not going to last long today, not after all that build-up.
"I do like doing that." Obvious, perhaps, considering what Levi has in his hand, but Erwin says it anyway. "It's, ah... just as good as having it done to me. Maybe better."
It's an easy out for Levi; Erwin can't imagine he'd enjoy sucking cock himself, but that's fine. Erwin gets as much out of giving as receiving. That's true for a lot of things in the bedroom, not just oral.
He wonders how Levi would feel about ordering him around sometime.
Regardless, now is not the time to have that discussion, not when Levi's hand is giving him sweet, beautiful friction over his length. Erwin closes his eyes and leans into it, his hand moving to between Levi's shoulders to press him in against his chest.
When Levi goes back down on his heels, Erwin straightens up, his spine crackling as he does. He holds still as Levi slips his hand between them, and sighs when it wraps around his length. He is not going to last long today, not after all that build-up.
"I do like doing that." Obvious, perhaps, considering what Levi has in his hand, but Erwin says it anyway. "It's, ah... just as good as having it done to me. Maybe better."
It's an easy out for Levi; Erwin can't imagine he'd enjoy sucking cock himself, but that's fine. Erwin gets as much out of giving as receiving. That's true for a lot of things in the bedroom, not just oral.
He wonders how Levi would feel about ordering him around sometime.
Regardless, now is not the time to have that discussion, not when Levi's hand is giving him sweet, beautiful friction over his length. Erwin closes his eyes and leans into it, his hand moving to between Levi's shoulders to press him in against his chest.
[ Levi lets that explanation wash through him, and he lets out a soft huff that could almost pass for a laugh. There's nothing like a smile on his face, but a faint crinkling at the edges of his eyes, softening any remaining severity. He doesn't look happy even as much as Eren would be able to see, but if there's any pain in his expression, it's bittersweet. ]
Yeah, I'm sad that she's not around anymore. But it seemed like part of her wish was to go home, maybe something was waiting for her there. If that's where she got to go, then I'm glad.
[ If death or something terrible awaited her, it would hurt more. Hopefully, Tayrey was where she wanted to be.
He reaches out and briefly scruffs his fingers through Eren's hair in a rough ruffle. ]
So if that's all it is, you can wipe that mopey look off your face.
Yeah, I'm sad that she's not around anymore. But it seemed like part of her wish was to go home, maybe something was waiting for her there. If that's where she got to go, then I'm glad.
[ If death or something terrible awaited her, it would hurt more. Hopefully, Tayrey was where she wanted to be.
He reaches out and briefly scruffs his fingers through Eren's hair in a rough ruffle. ]
So if that's all it is, you can wipe that mopey look off your face.
[ No, of course he won't be.
The break in Eren's voice on his title is a painfully familiar sound. How many times has he heard the word said in that same way? Voices overburdened with crushing grief, cracking under the weight. What else can he do in those moments, other than be a pillar for them to lean on, when the alternative meant letting them crumble?
Since Eren came into his life, he's been the point around which so much of his own pain and loss has circulated. He may not always be the cause, but so often he had been part of the reason. It's a pattern that continues into the future. But for all that Eren takes from him, Levi can't find it in him to take his love back. He doesn't know how.
That, really, is what the cup symbolizes now. ]
No, you can't give up. I won't let you.
[ His tone often sounds like a threat. This time, it more than likely actually is.
But even so, he shifts closer, reaching out to settle one hand on top of Eren's head and direct his gaze back toward him. ]
Do you understand me, Eren? You aren't the same brat as before, but if you start getting those kinds of ideas about wiping everyone out for our sake, I'll kick it out of you until you forget which end shit comes out.
The break in Eren's voice on his title is a painfully familiar sound. How many times has he heard the word said in that same way? Voices overburdened with crushing grief, cracking under the weight. What else can he do in those moments, other than be a pillar for them to lean on, when the alternative meant letting them crumble?
Since Eren came into his life, he's been the point around which so much of his own pain and loss has circulated. He may not always be the cause, but so often he had been part of the reason. It's a pattern that continues into the future. But for all that Eren takes from him, Levi can't find it in him to take his love back. He doesn't know how.
That, really, is what the cup symbolizes now. ]
No, you can't give up. I won't let you.
[ His tone often sounds like a threat. This time, it more than likely actually is.
But even so, he shifts closer, reaching out to settle one hand on top of Eren's head and direct his gaze back toward him. ]
Do you understand me, Eren? You aren't the same brat as before, but if you start getting those kinds of ideas about wiping everyone out for our sake, I'll kick it out of you until you forget which end shit comes out.
He does enjoy a good makeout session if Erwin reads him particularly romantic poetry (which, admittedly, is probably often, and now might be even more likely to lead to sex, let's be honest). Maybe some people might find it weird, but there is something nice about delving into a freshly cleaned mouth. Oh well.
The sound of Erwin's back cracking makes Levi stare at him in alarm for a brief second.
"Oi...you need to get more exercise from now on." Seriously sir, what the hell? "Should make you start training again."
Seems like a good chance he'd be happy to boss Erwin around in the bedroom.
But it's nice to be pulled in again, settling himself at Erwin's left to feel his arm around him to have unimpeded access to stroke his cock. Levi hums a little at the suggestion, somewhat noncommittal, but as he palms his husband's thick length, water running over them both, he seems to think about it for a bit.
"...maybe," he says, giving Erwin the barest squeeze, letting the head push through the space between his thumb and forefinger. "If we do it in here."
They could even try it right now...
Gray eyes angle upward, hand pausing.
"How close are you?"
The sound of Erwin's back cracking makes Levi stare at him in alarm for a brief second.
"Oi...you need to get more exercise from now on." Seriously sir, what the hell? "Should make you start training again."
Seems like a good chance he'd be happy to boss Erwin around in the bedroom.
But it's nice to be pulled in again, settling himself at Erwin's left to feel his arm around him to have unimpeded access to stroke his cock. Levi hums a little at the suggestion, somewhat noncommittal, but as he palms his husband's thick length, water running over them both, he seems to think about it for a bit.
"...maybe," he says, giving Erwin the barest squeeze, letting the head push through the space between his thumb and forefinger. "If we do it in here."
They could even try it right now...
Gray eyes angle upward, hand pausing.
"How close are you?"
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