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Levi always made sure to pay a visit to his favorite librarian whenever he was on shift.
They played a dangerous pretend game, Levi as a patron who needed help finding a specific book, and Eren as the librarian who stepped up to help, so eager to please. Oh, he was so helpless and needed Eren’s expertise, since he was the subject matter expert. Eren would graciously smile, offer only the most eager help and lead him to the respective section. Once they got to the section, he’d press Eren against the bookshelf, chuckle darkly in his ear and let him know he wasn’t there to read. Then, he’d shove his cock inside him and fuck the living daylights out of him.
So the scenario found them again, in a back section of the library, after a particularly long and hard day for Levi. All he needed was the comfort of a good fucking…book.
The light in the stacks was dim and flickering where they stood. Eren and Levi were hidden between shelves; coveted only by the books, spider webs, and dusty air accumulating in the space from lack of exposure. Levi was enraged by the filth, but his need to be inside Eren overpowered even his partiality for cleanliness.
Today’s book of choice was Lonesome Dove, although, he didn’t give a fuck about the story. He only needed an excuse to get Eren alone.
Eren escorted him over to the appropriate section and began sorting through the novels just as Levi unbuttoned his pants and pulled out the lube and condom.
He smiled as he finally located the novel, placing a hand over it as he turned to face Levi,“Here it is! I—Levi?!”
Levi simply grasped Eren’s waist, breathing in his scent as Eren gasped and stared at him incredulously. He bit his lip as Levi pressed him against the shelf and gave him a lascivious glance, bathed in mirth and hunger. He knew Eren couldn’t resist when he displayed such desire for him, and he briefly contemplated the risk and reward of submission to the idea before bending over and presenting himself to Levi.
“Whatever you want, Mr. Ackerman…”
Incontinently, they found themselves fucking in earnest.
Levi’s cock pummeled Eren into the bookshelves as Eren bit his jacket sleeve to keep from exposing their six pm rendezvous to the 2 other patrons in the library.
Levi tried to maintain their cover and keep a watchful eye and ear out for voyeurs, but he realized he’d rather keep his eyes on the erotic sight of Eren, and attentive ear on the sounds he made. Unfortunately, given the circumstances, Eren fought to keep quiet. He didn’t let out so much as a whine in acknowledgment to Levi’s sex.
Levi frowned at the thought and upped the pace, going relatively faster and harder as he made it a challenge for Eren to keep quiet.
In response Eren let out a quick moan he quickly covered up with a cough, unable to showcase his displeasure with Levi’s antics as he instantaneously fell victim to the pleasure again. His left hand previously sitting limp from his sweater as he bit it, now found purchase in a book. His right hand stood stiff against the lower shelf, and bore the weight of his body for stability as he was effectively fucked into the cool steel of the compactus.
His mien bore the result of their sex, and showcased just how much of an effect Levi had on him through flushed cheeks puffy lips and teary eyes that rolled back with every piston of Levi’s cock. His jacket fell from his shoulders at the brute thrusts Levi provided. His hair was wild and untamed as he worked him into exhaustion. And Levi couldn’t take his eyes or mind off any of it. He was so deserperately enthralled at the sight of the horny Eren, almost orgasming at his disposition.
Eren panted and gasped as quietly as he could, all but moaned as they tried to keep things hushed, attempting to hide their dalliance from prying eyes. Levi couldn’t care less in the moment, the longer he stared at Eren of course.
Every quaint sound was met with an eager thrusts similar to punches. How visceral a reaction they bore from Eren. Sweet moans were cut off with rough hushes and harsh chin gripping. The gentle slapping sound was gratuitously drowned out by the Chappell Roan song playing on the tv nearby. Even so, no onlookers were present in the dead air of the western fiction section to hear the sound effects. It was an untouched area of the grand library, most viable for their circumstance.
Levi loved that he could keep this section and what he and Eren did in the section his dirty secret. To most, Eren was a kind and relatively reticent librarian, but to Levi he was his personal wanton cock worshipper. And in some fucked up thought in his mind, he wanted them to see Eren as he was now, so broken and desperate for his cock. Eternally indebted to Levi’s pleasure and shamelessly indulging in it.
If he could, he’d fuck him in the middle of the library and really emphasize what a good goddamn slut he could become for Levi.
The thought of the exhibitionism brought him to his crescendo and he groaned lowly as he worked toward coming. He picked up the pace, practically slamming Eren into the steel with his hips alone as he rested his head against his shoulder and masked his grunts and groans behind gritted teeth.
“Levi it’s too good.” Eren whined, silently against the books, letting the one in his grasps fall to the floor as he was reduced to a drooling mess at the mercy of Levi’s cock. Levi shut his eyes and breathed in harshly at the words and the feel of Eren wrapped around his tender cock, conjointly producing his orgasm.
He latched onto Eren like he was salvation to a sinner, grasped his waist to hold him steady, and let his head rest against his nape as they both silently reached their respective orgasms. The thrusts were sloppy yet apace, driven by Levi’s need to come and retain Eren’s feel good. He came first, mouth cocked open in a silent grunt as his seed spilled inside the condom. Shallow thrusts soon followed and he pulled out after he’d sufficiently recovered, only for sake of replacing his cock with his fingers as his other hand wrapped around Eren’s length for added pleasure.
“Oh…fuck—Levi I’m gonna come—o-oh!“ Eren whined softly under his whisper, the only warning before he came against the books before them. His orgasm was louder than Levi’s yet quiet enough to not perturb other library partakers. He sounded so beautiful in his orgasm, even with hushed gasps as he recovered in the aftermath.
Levi had no time for a second round, therefore no time to ponder on his essence.
Levi planted gentle kisses to his shoulder blades as he breathed harshly through his nose, shaking his head with a grin at their audacity. He let out a brief chuckle as Eren let out a small laugh of his own.
He turned and smiled at Levi,“Levi that was—“
“Shh.”
He still had to commit to the bit.