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“You should ask Levi to be your date.”

Eren almost choked on his own spit. He shot his friend a you-can-not-be-serious look that spoke volumes.

Armin just continued, undeterred.

“You know, it just makes sense. You two have been close forever, your feelings for him haven't changed; and, as a matter of fact, both of you happen to be gay.”

Eren's face turned vermilion. “That's not exactly the point, Armin!”

“Yes, it is. Prom is the perfect opportunity to act on it.” Armin looked at his friend knowingly. “It's your best shot.”

“Yeah, it's my best shot, if getting my heart and probably several bones broken would have been my goal. But it isn't. So thank you very much.”

Eren hated it, he hated how his friends were able to read his emotions so easily, even though he tried his hardest to act around Levi like normal. At this point, he was thanking his lucky stars that Levi, for whatever reason, didn't seem to catch on.

“I'm done with this discussion Armin. We went through this over and over again. We both know I tried. It's not going to happen.” He held his blond friend's gaze, sternly. “And I'm perfectly fine with it.”

But - he wasn't. Eren knew it. Armin knew it and Eren knew that he knew it, too. He wasn't perfectly fine with it. Hell, at this point he wasn't even remotely fine with it.

Through the last years his feelings for Levi just intensified. He tried dating other people to distract himself, in delusional hopes of falling for another. He even tried to keep his distance from Levi but – spoiler alert – his attempts were fruitless. So he came to accept that he would continue being in love with him from a distance - in his daydreams if you will - without ever revealing it to the outside world. Or, in Eren's case, to everyone except Levi. Still, it sucked.

Armin sighed. He shifted on his friend's bed and looked out the window. Eren studied his face from across the room where he sat on his chair. Once his friend's eyes lit up and a little smirk appeared, he knew Armin wasn't done just yet.

The blond focused his gaze one more time on his friend.

“I may have a solution to your problem... Just hear me out,” he added quickly, knowing Eren was ready to interrupt at any given second.
“Ask him to go as friends. You know, as in I don't have a date, you don't have a date?”

Eren seemed to at least consider his suggestion. His feet were swaying back and forth, his hand picking at imaginary bits of lint. He turned his gaze towards the floor, his next words only above a whisper. “I actually don't even know if he's bringing someone.”

“You haven't talked about that?” Armin asked, brows furrowed. 

“No!” Eren looked up at him. “Our dating lives aren't exactly our daily topics,” he retorted, irritated and a little more sour than he intended to sound.

“Well, time to find out then.”

“Time to find out what?” Their heads turned in unison towards the person speaking.

“Levi! Good to see you!” Armin beamed while Eren forgot how to use words and instead just stared at him in terror.

“What's wrong with you? You look like I caught you masturbating.” - Well thanks. This didn't help the situation, at all . Eren, once again, found the floor rather interesting, trying to hide his embarrassment behind long strands of hair.

“Shut up!” He groaned, a hand rubbing his face in annoyance, already knowing Levi's lips probably turned into a victorious smirk. He opted for his chances and looked up carefully.

He was right.

Eren rolled his eyes at that. “What are you doing here anyway?” he asked and really tried his hardest to gain back his composure.

“I happen to live here, idiot.” That remark however, which held no actual bite to the words, helped to ease Eren's nerves. 

“Ah, you don't say. And here I was thinking you already bit the dust and left me more space for myself.”

Levi actually snorted and crossed his arms. 

“More space for you to turn this whole place into a pigsty?” he scoffed. “Seriously Eren, I've been away for what? Three hours? And you already managed to leave such a mess.” To prove his point he kicked away a pile of clothes right in front of him. A pair of shorts landed directly in Eren's face.

“I can't believe I agreed to also share an apartment with you for college. Maybe I should reconsider.” Eren just laughed at that. A laugh that led to a light blush spreading across Levi's face, going unnoticed by green eyes. 

The brunette took the shorts in his lap, throwing them back at Levi. He missed.

Luckily, Armin didn't. He didn't miss Levi's reaction. And it wasn't the first time, either. Those two idiots were clearly tiptoeing around each other, completely oblivious to the other one's feelings. No matter how many times it was pointed out by their respective friends. It became annoying, really.

“By the way Levi,” Armin grabbed their attention. “Are you taking anyone to prom?”

There it was again. The feeling that he may go into cardiac arrest at any second. Eren really hoped he could just drop dead. Instead he watched Armin in pure disbelief and horror.

Levi raised a brow at the question, shifting his weight from one foot to the other smoothly.

“No.” It was the expected short answer.

“Perfect. You should go with Eren then.” Levi's eyes widened slightly at that but Armin just continued. “Eren doesn't have a date yet either. It makes sense. You know, going as friends.” Armin's lips formed a smirk only Eren knew the meaning of.

Even though his shock was more noticeable than Levi’s, it was the raven’s loss for words that gave the same irritation away.

Levi looked at Eren, then back at Armin.
Eren looked at Armin, then back at Levi.
Armin held his gaze expectantly on Levi, not daring to look at Eren. He knew all too well what kind of expression his face held right now anyway.

As an uncomfortable silence arose, the blond began to think this might have been a mistake after all. He shifted nervously on the bed, ready to add some more profound words as to why his idea was the only reasonable one, when -

“Yeah. I guess it does...” Levi locked eyes with Eren. “Make sense, that is...”

Eren's face turned from just as pale as snow white to just as red as the witch's apple in a matter of seconds. “Holy shit. What? …Speak, idiot. SPEAK!” Eren's brain went into overdrive. Much to his and Armin's surprise, his next words came out calm and just as casual.

 “Yeah, why not?” He said, adding a shrug to back up his fake whatever attitude.

Armin clapped his hands. “Great. It's settled then.” With that he got up from the bed and made his way towards the exit. Turning around, he winked at his friend. “We'll text later,” he said before he finally disappeared through the door.

Eren didn't know whether he should strangle him or actually fall to his knees in gratitude. He guessed he would decide later.

“So, I guess that means we're going shopping?” Levi said casually as he made his way to Eren's wardrobe. 

“Shopping?”

“I'll need a suit and so will you.” He took out a hanger with a worn out blazer draping across it. “There's no way I'm taking you out in that sarcastic-quotation-marks 'suit' . Get ready, we're leaving in an hour.” With that Levi threw the dishonor of a suit towards Eren and left for the bathroom.

“Suit. Levi in a... suit.” He mumbled quietly while gazing after the raven. Well, screw later - “ ...Falling to my knees in gratitude it is, ” he thought to himself, before a huge smile lit up his features.

If you would have asked people who knew them both, you'd never expect it to turn out the way it did. Since Levi was usually the picky one, Eren was sure it would take the raven forever to actually decide on the piece of clothing. It didn't. In fact, Levi was ready before Eren even got the chance to see him in his suit. So unfair.

“Seriously, how did you manage to find the perfect one on your first attempt?” Eren grumbled as he hung up what must have been the fifth suit this afternoon. “They all look the same to me anyway and each one looks like shit when I try them on.” The frustration in his voice was audible.

Levi shrugged nonchalantly, although his lips tugged upwards around the corners. He shifted in the armchair, looking around the store before finally getting to his feet. He checked the already sorted out suits for Eren's size.

“You – wait here.” With that he shoved him into the seat that he occupied just moments ago, leaving a dumbfounded Eren behind.

He observed in interest as Levi made his way through several clothing racks. The concentrated look on Levi's face spoke for itself and Eren smiled. He knew that look. It was practically screaming determination; at least to him. It seemed like he was the only one being able to read Levi's expressions. To any outsider or most of their friends even, his face didn't seem to give away any emotions at all. At least no one was able to notice and interpret the slight changes in his features – furrowing brows, forehead or whatever. Maybe they didn't try, maybe they didn't care and neither did Eren. He was grateful he was an exception. It made him feel special.

After a few minutes Levi returned, handing over the clothing. “Try this one.”

Levi's choice was different than the ones Eren was going for. While he thought he should stick with plain black, Levi had handed him a dark suit with a green hue to it. 

“I think it matches your eyes,” Levi mumbled, looking anywhere but in Eren's direction. Said man didn't even dare to look at Levi, gluing his gaze onto the outfit at hand. “I'll look for a tie”, Levi added, already making his way through the store. With a deep blush and fluttering chest, the brunette disappeared in one of the dressing rooms. As he finished dressing up, he already heard footsteps approaching the cabin. “You ready?” Levi tried to sound annoyed but failed miserably. Eren didn't answer. He just stared at his reflection in the mirror. The suit was perfect. It highlighted all parts of his body just right. He took a deep breath and tied his hair into a bun, letting some strands fall out in front. A smile appeared on his face. He felt nervous but confident.

Carefully he pulled aside the curtain, his gaze searching Levi's. 

“Took you long eno-” Levi's words died in his throat. For a moment he just stared at the gorgeous man in front of him that happened to be his roommate, long time friend and if he was being sappy – which he most certainly wasn't – one true love.

Eren chuckled. “Wanna take a picture? It'll last longer.” Levi locked eyes with Eren again, brows instantly furrowed in irritation. 

“Don't get too cocky on me you little shit.”

You see, as dense and shy as Eren managed to be, he had his moments where he was just as bold. This was the whole dynamic of their relationship after all. It was easy. Natural. Home.

Levi threw the chosen tie at Eren's face. “Put it on.” Eren rolled his eyes with a smirk and turned towards the mirror. After he came to his senses as to what he was supposed to do now, it suddenly dawned on him – he didn't have a fucking clue how to actually knot a tie.

“Eh...”

Levi shook his head in disbelief. “You've got to be kidding me. Come here.”

With that, he grabbed Eren's shoulder lightly and spun him around. Eren's gaze was fixed on Levi's hands which were brushing against his neck while he was adjusting the tie in a professional manner.

He was close. So close . The realization made him hold his breath and squirm a little under his touch. Levi raised a questioning eyebrow. 

“It tickles..” Eren mumbled, praying that the evident blush on his face went unnoticed. Once again – it didn't, resulting in Levi’s sudden awareness of Eren's breath ghosting his face. It took him all of his willpower and concentration to keep his hands steady. Yet his hands lingered here and there longer than they should have. Yet he slowed down his movements. Levi kept telling himself he had to – just to make sure to make a thorough job.

He lied. And he knew it.

Eren dared to look at Levi's face who just happened to lift his own towards Eren. Their eyes met, neither of them saying anything.

“What a handsome young man! It's like this suit was made especially for you,” a saleswoman chirped, interrupting the tension between the males.

Levi backed away a few steps, while Eren just smiled awkwardly, mumbling a quick “Thank you, I'll take it,” before disappearing into the cabin to change back.

And with that they left the store.

A couple of days passed with no further unusual scenarios, until finally the night of prom arrived.

Eren stepped out of the bathroom to find that he was facing Levi's back. 

“Damn.” He didn't even notice that he had mumbled those words out loud, too consumed with the perfect man standing in front of him. Levi was in fact wearing one of those “plain black” suits, but Eren thought he could even pull off a fucking garbage bag with that body.

Their eyes met through the reflection in the mirror. 

“What was that?”, he turned around, an evident smirk on his lips. Eren was taken aback. “I remember something about taking a picture. Someone said it'll last longer.” This got Eren out of his daze, as he chuckled and shook his head. 

“Yeah, whatever, moron...” Levi's smirk turned into a small but nevertheless genuine smile.

“Ready to go?”, Eren asked, already grabbing his things. 

“Mhm, just wait a second.” Levi made his way towards him, holding something in his hand. He placed a beautiful, silk handkerchief into Eren's pocket, avoiding his gaze as he did so. “We said it's a date, so I figured this goes with the whole cliche shit.”

Eren's heart was buzzing inside his chest, a smile spreading across his face he couldn't suppress even if he wanted to. It turned into laughter, resulting in a confused and slightly panicked look from Levi.

“Actually....” Eren rummaged in his drawer and finally turned back to Levi, returning the gesture with a handkerchief of his own. Blushing like the idiots they were, Eren continued “I was thinking about the same first, but I guess I wasn't as bold as you to actually go through with it.” It was Levi's turn to chuckle. 

“Brat...”

They made their way to the party, greeting most of their friends and getting a drink. Obviously non alcoholic, as long as a certain someone who in Eren's eyes resembled an actual horse, hadn't taken the liberty to spice up the punch with liquor.

The music was loud, the people around them all in good spirits. Some people were already drunk due to the common pre-parties.

“So you're here with Levi? He didn't tell me he finally made a move! About time!”, Hanji exclaimed excitedly, as Levi went to refill their drinks. He knew he probably shouldn't have left Eren's side while this lunatic was all over him.

“He hasn't made any move... What do you even mean?'' Eren looked irritated. Hanji just stared at him for a moment, pondering about something.

“Huh... You are here together, aren't you?”

“Yes. But it was more like a last resort kind of thing. He didn't have anyone and neither did I, so we figured...”

At that, Hanji burst out into a big ass laugh, slapping their own thighs and desperately gasping for air. And needless to say, drawing some curious looks and attention. As they calmed it down to a mere chuckle, they glanced to the side, a knowing smirk appearing on their face.

“Listen sweetie. I don't know how many times you've already been told, but Levi is crazy about you. If you don't go for it, someone else will.” And with that, they left.

Eren was processing their words. Yes it was true, he was told many times before. But Eren's moves on Levi in the past had failed miserably.

There was this one time when they were strolling through the park to kill some time before next lessons, when he offered Levi his Popsicle. And no – we're actually talking about ice here.
After all, this would have been an indirect kiss, yeah? Levi's expression was speaking for itself though, as if Eren had just offended every fiber of his being with such an offer.

After this and several other – and let's be honest here – stupid attempts, he came to the conclusion that their friends were in fact not able to read Levi at all. He on the other hand was, which was even more proof for him that his feelings would never be reciprocated in the first place. So he simply didn't bother trying.

Nevertheless, he thought back to the dressing store and the little moment they shared. It wasn't just imagination, was it? He also thought back to several hours ago, when they were both about to leave.

Unconsciously, Eren's gaze wandered through the room in search of Levi.

There he was. Talking to the tall blond guy, who currently had his hand on Levi's shoulder.
Erwin and Levi were friends for a long time already. Eren knew it, it was just the same as with him and Armin.
Still he couldn't help but frown. Levi wasn't particularly fond of being touched, if not necessary.

He observed as Levi looked down on the floor and... Was that a fucking smile?

Eren knew it wasn't his place nor concern. To be fair, he had his own fair share of dating experiences - granted the intention was getting over Levi, but still.
There weren't indications that Levi had made such experiences himself and even if he did, Eren tried his best to avoid any information regarding that matter.

But right now he was furious. Even if it was a simple agreement with no strings attached, he'd call it common courtesy to save the flirting for another time. After all it was Levi who talked all this shit about fulfilling the "cliche" in the first place.

As he saw Levi, still holding the two cups in his hands, turning his gaze towards him, Eren stood up and approached the two males.

"Eren..?", Levi asked, a little confused, clearly seeing the current displeased expression on his face.

But he didn't reply. Instead he took the cup that was supposed to be for him anyway and wordlessly made his way to the bar.
He gulped down the liquor in one go and refilled it immediately.

"Screw this" , he thought, looking around for some entertainment.

Another filling went down his throat before he decided to make his move. Floch wasn't exactly his type, but the younger boy always had a thing for Eren and he knew it.

Levi was still rooted to the spot, trying to figure out what just happened.

"If I read the situation correctly, Levi... Eren is jealous. And if you don't mind me saying so, he's sure easy to read", Erwin chuckled slightly. After putting back on a serious expression, he continued.

"This just proves what I told you seconds ago. And judging by his face, he's about to distract himself otherwise."

Levi followed Erwin's glance, landing on the redhead Eren happened to mention before a few times.
Not wasting another second, he shoved his cup into Erwin's hand.

Halfway through, Levi blocked Eren's path. The brunette stared down at him, questioning "Excuse me?"

To be fair, Levi did not have enough time to actually think this through. Instead he fixed his stern gaze on Eren, remaining silent, before he grabbed him by his wrist and dragged him into the opposite direction.

As much as Eren was pissed and contemplated breaking away from him, the contact was enough to make his knees weak. He didn't even mind the harsh grip, rather he felt it was typical Levi, determined and wait...a little possessive?

As Levi finally came to a halt, Eren realized they were standing in the middle of the dance floor.

"Levi?..."
"Normally you're supposed to ask your date for a dance but I figured I'll just decide for you instead. For your own greater good."
"Maybe you should ask Erwin instead. I'm fine on my own, thanks."

"He is jealous. Eyebrows was right..."  he thought to himself while not being able to suppress a little smile.

"Not my type." Levi answered nonchalantly as he grabbed Eren's hand and waist.

And with that, Eren lost. Or won. Call it what you want. But in that moment all the anger and tension melted away, leaving only him and Levi and this very moment. Instinctively their bodies got closer, eyes never leaving the other.

Eren didn't know for how long they danced like this until he heard the music stopped and a woman was heard through a microphone, blabbering about homecoming king or something. But Eren didn't care and neither did Levi.

"Let's get out of here.", Levi said as he grabbed Erens wrist softly this time and led him through the hall.

Meanwhile, a small group of people were observing the scenario in front of them.

"Told you. It's gonna happen today!", Hanji threw their fist in the air triumphantly.
"We should have made a bet.", Jean chimed in, receiving an eye-roll by Mikasa in return. "A bet would have only made sense if we had people betting against it."
Jean turned a little red, while the rest chuckled in agreement.
"It was about time." Armin said with a genuine smile, his gaze still lingering on the door where Levi and Eren had just left the building.

The others followed his gaze, nodding in approvement.

As they crossed the campus in a comfortable silence, Levi decided enough was enough.

“So, what's gotten you so worked up?” He could feel Eren tense immediately, exhaling a long shaky breath. Levi raised his brow expectantly, stopping in his tracks as he did.

Eren knew he had to make a decision here - play it off or tell the truth. Or so he thought, till another question popped into his head. “Why did you stop me?”

“Huh?”

“You said it was for my own greater good, if I recall correctly. You knew I was approaching Floch. So....Why?”

Levi sighed, shaking his head. “You really are dense Eren...”, he walked past him towards their dorm, Eren catching up quickly. 

“I'm not! Or... Maybe I am, so help me out here?”
“Maybe it wasn't entirely for your own good. I mean it is our date after all...” Levi started, his voice a little quieter than usual.
Even though he was almost 99% positive that they were in fact two idiots in love, he couldn't suppress the doubt that he had carried with him over the past few years.

“I thought the same, until... Well...I'm not used to seeing you smile around other people often. I was irritated.”
“That's because you don't think things through Eren.” Levi pinched the bridge of his nose in what came off as slight annoyance. “Never have. You're dense as fuck and always jump to conclusions.”

They arrived at the dorm, making their way through the badly lit corridor. Still, from the corner of his eye, Levi could see green eyes dropping their gaze to the floor. He mentally facepalmed himself “Shit, this didn't come out right.”

He took a deep breath and spoke again, his voice softer than usual but somewhat desperate.

“Listen Eren, I'm not really good at this. But you are dense though. Remember the movie tickets? You were so excited about the film, so I gifted them to you. It was me asking you out and you actually went with Armin.”

Eren froze right on the spot, realization hitting him hard.

“Yes, but that's only because when I asked you prior, you said you're not planning on seeing it! I thought it's not your cup of tea!” Eren was practically whining at this point. “Plus when we're already at it, I did offer you my Popsicle.”

Levi smirked. “Did you now?” It took Eren a few seconds to register what he meant, obviously turning a deep shade of red instantly. After all, he was a master of seemingly innocent suggestiveness. Still, he stood his ground, crossing his arms to make a point. 

“I did.”

“And I denied.” Levi said matter of factly, as he made his way to their room.

Stopping in front of their door, Levi finally locked eyes with him. “I'm not particularly fond of sharing food or drinks with others. You should know that by now.”

Eren averted his gaze and scratched the back of his head sheepishly. “Well...” Bracing himself to actually speak in full sentences, he looked back at the raven.

“So I guess there's no point in expecting a goodnight kiss to wrap up all the cliches, huh?”, he chuckled nervously. Normally Levi would be too amused for his own good by this adorable pretty-malfunctioning-yet-confident moron and having the time of his life teasing him. But that would have to wait. Because all Levi actually felt in that moment, were little fucking butterflies. So much for cliches; they were there for a reason.

So instead his lips decided to curl into a smile, shoulders relaxing and his hand reaching up to cup Eren's face. 

“You're not food Eren.” And with that, they both closed the distance, capturing lips in a long overdue kiss.

Adding to the cliche: World stopped. Head spinning. Heart hammering at an inhuman pace.
Levi and Eren would have checked them all off.

As they parted, Levi buried his face in the crook of Eren's neck.
His nose brushed along up to his ear, taking in all the scent that was simply Eren. Feeling the hot breath of the raven, Eren felt a shiver run throughout his body. Levi leaned in a little closer, his next words a sultry whisper. 

“But I wouldn't mind eating you out.”

And with that the whole mood shifted.

If the first kiss was like the calm ocean on a sunny afternoon, the second felt like a hurricane.

The sparks between them were almost visible to the point that if you would have thrown water on them both, you probably would have died – well for one reason or the other.

They took a moment to catch their breaths, as Eren recognized they were still standing outside.

“So...”, he began, clearly a little out of breath, but amusement evident in his voice. “You wanna come inside?”
They both broke into laughter, embracing the lightness of their whole dynamic. It was still what it always has been: Easy. Natural. Home.
Laughter switched into chuckles as they were occupied with tasting the others lips again and again.
At some point they even made it into their bedroom, a jacket left here and some trousers there.

Eren had imagined scenarios like this more often than he cared to admit but it was true what they said – nothing compared to the real deal. (pun intended)

But even now, Levi was trying to hold back and Eren was having none of that. Although one might say that being served to Levi as dinner surely was something, Eren's instincts were currently heading into a different direction.

He wanted to see him. Hear him. Wreck him. Oh, he wanted to wreck him good and in ways only he knew how to.

“As much as I'd like to take you up on that offer you made in the hallway,” he began between kisses as he lightly pushed Levi down the bed. “I'd rather have a taste of you tonight.”

Oh.

Oh!

Eren licked his lips, his expression close to a predator but filled with excitement just the same.
Levi swallowed thickly, his heart seemingly about to explode, pulling Eren into a deep kiss, hand grabbing his chocolate hair roughly.

Pushing his hips down to seek the much needed friction, they moaned in unison.
“Hot!”, Eren thought which very much translated into how addicting Levi's noises already were.
“Hurry up.” Levi said, his voice more hoarse than ever. And Eren wouldn't have to be told twice.
They adjusted their positions on the rather small bed, pants already tossed to the side.

Eren started off with light pecks on his cheek and neck, adding a little suction. The raven beneath him squirmed, still supporting himself on his elbows to keep his head a little up, but his eyes shut involuntary. 

“Yeah, let me hear you.” Eren whispered as he bit down slightly into the flesh, earning him a beautiful sound tumbling through Levi's lips.

His hands were all over Levi's body, teasing his nipples while he made his way down south with kisses and licks.
Placing some kisses on his inner thigh, he spread Levi's legs and settled between them.
“Look at me, love.”

Levi opened his eyes and Eren had it in his mind to actually take a picture at the sight. This normally super controlled and collected handsome man here was a mess . Already panting, cock leaking precum, his face a beautiful shade of red.

This moment would definitely stay in his head rent free forever.

Still Eren wasted no time, his loving smile turning into a devilish smirk as he slowly lowered his face, not once breaking eye contact.
He licked up the impressive length from the base to the tip till he finally closed his lips around the head. A low groan was making its way through Eren's throat, adding a sinful vibration as he took Levi's cock in oh so slowly.

“F-Fuck, Eren.” Levi gasped, head falling back onto the pillow.
Sucking him off in an agonizing pace, his other hand wandered between his ass cheeks, adding a little pressure on Levi's rim.

At this point Eren was as hard as a fucking rock. He stopped his ministrations, lifting Levi's legs to get better access to the puckered hole.

“Fuck fuck fuck.”  In record time Eren rummaged through his drawer for lube and a condom, and Levi would have laughed if he wasn't so incredibly turned on right now.

As his finger slid inside carefully, he realized that Levi wasn't that tight at all. He looked at his lover who was currently lifting his upper body once more. It was Levi's turn to smirk at the brunette. 

“Why so surprised?”, he teased. “My shower this afternoon was running longer for a reason. I have my own needs, you know.” He almost scoffed yet his voice already seemed strained.

At that, Eren’s expression turned dark, making a shiver run through Levi's entire body.
With no further comment he added another finger, exploring the insides to find that sweet spot.

“Oh- fuck! ” Levi wailed as he saw stars blurring his vision. And Eren swore he himself could have come untouched right this second.

After he made sure Levi was fully prepped, he grabbed the condom, ripped it open carefully with his teeth and momentarily pulled his fingers out. Levi whined, actually whined, at the sudden emptiness.
Pouring a good amount of lube over his achingly hard cock, he took hold of Levi's legs in a tight grip and slowly pressed his dick against Levi's hole.
Levi met his movement, pushing his hips a little forward. Being met with little to no resistance, he buried himself deep inside and waited a moment for them both to catch their breaths.

“M-move.” Levi’s voice was barely audible.
So he did.

Skin slapping against skin, moans and swears were filling the room, loud yet incoherent. And it couldn't have been better.

Eren hoisted up Levi's leg, changing the angle ever so slightly and began thrusting into him in earnest, hitting his prostate mercilessly in the process. As he was getting close, he took hold of Levi’s cock and stroked him in rhythm.

“L-Levi...I-...” Levi locked eyes with Eren and that was all he needed to stumble over the edge, Eren following suit, a silent scream on their lips.

After they came down from their high their lips met in a deep and quite emotional kiss.
As they parted, Levi brushed away a few sweaty strands from Eren's face. 

“Now...” he started, his expression going blank as usual “Get the fuck off of me. I'm in desperate need of a shower and so are you.” Eren laughed heartily at that. He quickly wiped most of the cum away and discarded the used condom in the trash.

With dreamy eyes he watched as his lover was currently gathering the scattered clothes all over the place.
“Can't blame me solely on that one, I'm afraid.”, he chuckled cheekily, immediately receiving a bundle of clothes being thrown at him.

With the fabrics in his hands, he plopped on the bed, biting his lower lip. Levi raised an eyebrow in question.
“What's wrong?”
“Um..D-does that mean...that we're like...official now?”
Levi dropped his hand to the side in disbelief. 

“You're kidding, right? You just fucked me into oblivion and now you're asking that ?”

Eren’s face burned with fire, turning crimson. 

“So dense...” Levi added as he pulled Eren to stand up and kissed him deeply. “Yes. We are.” he added with a smile. “I love you, Eren.” The words finally outspoken and for once Levi couldn't care less about the blush on his cheeks.
“I love you, too. Loved you for so long… I guess I always have...” Eyes and lips all smiles, they kissed again before Levi made his way towards the bathroom.

Before entering, he turned around as he saw his boyfriend looking at him dreamily. 

“What are you doing?”
“...Remembering this”, Eren spoke in a gentle voice. Levi’s expression softened as he reached out a hand. 

“Come on.”
They got into the shower together, the warm water washing away any final doubts, leaving them with the warm feeling of a bright future ahead.