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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Shingeki_no_Kyojin_|_Attack_on_Titan
  Relationship:
      Levi/Eren_Yeager, Armin_Arlert/Mike_Zacharias, Levi_&_Eren_Yeager, Levi/
      Eren_Jaeger
  Character:
      Levi_(Shingeki_no_Kyojin), Eren_Yeager, Armin_Arlert, Mike_Zacharias,
      Kenny_Ackerman, Original_Female_Character(s), Jean_Kirstein
  Additional Tags:
      Alternate_Universe_-_High_School, Alpha/Beta/Omega_Dynamics, everything
      that_comes_along_with_abo, Size_Difference, Eren_and_Levi_are_both_in
      high_school, Cheerleader_Eren_Yeager, Punk_Levi_(Shingeki_no_Kyojin),
      teenagers_making_questionable_choices, underage_drinking_and_smoking,
      Angst_and_Fluff_and_Smut, Eren_loves_glitter, abo_instincts_kicking_in,
      Levi_drooling_over_Eren's_panties, clears_throat, Crossdressing, lots_of
      crossdressing, like_you'd_expect_anything_else_from_me, Armin_in
      pigtails, lots_of_hormones, god_dammit_Eren
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      Published: 2016-02-20 Updated: 2016-08-30 Chapters: 18/? Words: 108221
****** Butterflies Fly Away ******
by KuroKitty_(HaleYes)
Summary
     Levi is less than thrilled when he finds out his uncle has decided
     they're moving in with his girlfriend and her nephew. He's never met
     the kid, but based on the fact that Eren is a cheerleader over at the
     omega High School, he's pretty sure that living with him is going to
     be painful - with the younger teen being a manifestation of
     everything he finds obnoxious in the world.
     However, there's a lot more to the beautiful omega than glitter and
     pom poms. Enough to leave Levi's head spinning and wondering just
     what he's going to do with the boy he can't get his mind off of
     living under the same roof.
Notes
     I can't believe I wrote a high school au, it's really not my thing,
     but here it is lol. Ah hell, everything I write still ends up going
     down the same roads so what does it matter. Ultimately, it's abo.
     This fic was all inspired by a song that came on while I was waiting
     on line at the store. Because apparently, when I hear cheesy pop
     songs, I think of Eren.
     Thank you to @Britefairy03 for beta reading this for me!
See the end of the work for more notes
***** Chapter 1 *****
Levi was less than thrilled when his uncle informed him they were moving in
with his girlfriend.
It wasn’t that their apartment was particularly nice or anything. It was a
typical bachelor pad, probably the ideal for a high school senior that enjoyed
his freedom, even if that meant a refrigerator that was generally more filled
up with beer than actual food.
Hell, there was always ketchup.
Kenny didn’t really give any fucks and neither did Levi, so living together was
fairly easy. His rules were simple and fair. Don’t get arrested and don’t do
any shit that will have the school bothering him to meet with them.
Levi couldn’t exactly complain. Kenny shared his beer and didn’t care that he
smoked in the apartment. It didn’t bother him when he came home to Levi
blasting The Misfits and sporting a new piercing. When Levi wanted more than a
few tattoos, Kenny was willing to sign for them.
They coexisted rather well.
It wasn’t really a stretch that Levi thought moving in with Kenny’s hairdresser
omega girlfriend was going to jack everything up. If the way she dressed was
any indication of how she kept her house, living there was going to be misery.
Worst of all, not only would Levi have to share the space with this woman, but
also her omega nephew.
Levi had never met him, as he went to a different high school that was
exclusively for omegas, but on paper the kid sounded like a nightmare. Dance
class or cheerleading every day after school – which Levi would be expected to
drive him to unless he wanted to lose his car privileges because he didn’t
“have shit else to do,” according to Kenny. Favorite color was anything bright
or pastel, in contrast to Levi’s 100% black wardrobe. Aspired to be a pop star
or some shit.
The thought of sharing a bedroom wall with the kid was enough to make Levi
nauseous. Omegas were tedious and exhausting and Levi had no use for their shit
or socializing with them like some hormone driven jock that was constantly
chasing skirts and sticking their noses behind tiny ears.
He bitched about it and got a well-deserved lecture in return. Kenny was
responsible for him until he turned 18 and he needed to suck it up. Maybe
having some omegas around to make shit nice would get him out of his permanent
“funk”.
If Kenny hadn’t taken him in, he’d be in the system. His father had been MIA
his whole life and his mother died from cancer when he was 8. Kenny had no
interest in being a father, but stepped up and took him in regardless,
unwilling to let his only family member disappear.
The least Levi could do, according to Kenny, was deal with it for the remainder
of his senior year and learn to live with some people he might find annoying.
Cindy’s house was more like a home than anywhere Levi had ever lived,
aesthetically at least. She had furniture that all matched and were in the
appropriate rooms. There were full sets of plates and silverware, a dining room
table and a kitchen table, you had to take off your shoes when you came inside.
She also had mauve carpeting and curtains with flowers all over them. There was
a considerable amount of lace. The bathroom wallpaper looked like it was
inspired by someone’s grandmother.
Even still, when they came into the house that first night with their bags and
boxes, it smelled like homemade pot roast.
It might be obnoxious, but it wouldn’t be all bad.
And it was as Levi stood in the foyer, duffle bags filled with his stuff slung
over his shoulders, that he first met Eren.
The kid came racing down the stairs like a tornado, leaping over the last three
like a cat and charging straight for him in his pleated cheerleading skirt and
sleeveless top in Trost’s colors of blue and white. He beamed at Levi,
outstretching his hand to shake it and tipping his head, blue glitter eye
makeup sparkling almost as much as his teal eyes.
“I’m Eren!” the extraordinarily cute omega said with a toothy grin, the
oversized matching bow in hair just slightly crooked in his messy brown hair.
“Your new little brother!”
Levi was stunned and silent for a moment, both Kenny and Eren’s Aunt Cindy
watching him, as if waiting for him to run out the door and refuse to stay
another minute. The boy dripped glitter, from his enthusiasm to his painted
nails. He was the polar opposite of the young alpha standing across from him in
his black jeans and Social Distortion T shirt that exposed a handful of the
tattoos going up each arm and around the back of his neck.
“We’re not brothers,” Levi said defensively, sighing internally when the boy’s
smile started to fade and Kenny shot him a glare. “But, uh. I’m Levi,” he
mumbled, taking the omega’s hand and giving it a shake. “Nice to meet you.”
The boy’s smile returned then and he perked up again, tugging on Levi’s arm and
pulling him toward the stairs. “Come on, let me show you your room! It’s right
next to mine!”
“Great,” Levi said with a defeated sigh, letting the little sparkle cyclone
drag him up the stairs and to the two bedrooms on one end of the second floor
that were attached with a Jack and Jill bathroom.
“This is your room,” Eren said, pointing at what apparently had been used as a
guest room, decorated in the same old lady style as the rest of the house. Levi
cringed.
“You can probably do what you want with it now,” Eren explained animatedly,
glittery hand waving about while he still clung to Levi’s hand with his other.
“Aunt Cindy is really cool about it and let me decorate my room how I wanted
to. So if you’ve got posters and stuff, I can help you put them up!”
Levi didn’t bother to ask how the omega that was at least a foot shorter than
him would be much help with hanging anything on the walls. This kid would
probably see it as a challenge.
He was dragged through the shared bathroom and into a room with pastel pink
carpeting and pink walls that were covered with posters of all the pop singers
Levi loathed most, kittens, puppies… there were stuffed animals everywhere.
“And this is my room!” Eren exclaimed, waving his arm around proudly.
Levi gawked at the chandelier and paper lanterns, the mirrored butterflies on
the walls, the throw pillows covered in hot pink and purple sequins.
“Wow,” was all Levi could manage to say. It was loud, just like Eren’s
personality.
“Yeah, it’s awesome, isn’t it?” Eren asked, turning to Levi and still holding
his hand. “And you know, you can come in and hang out with me whenever you
want! It’s gonna be so much fun having someone living right next door to me! We
can stay up late talking about stuff and listening to music!”
Levi was speechless. Eren looked so excited at the prospect of spending time
with him and for the life of him, Levi couldn’t understand why. He couldn’t
possibly be anything like the other kids Eren usually hung out with.
“Yeah, uh. Cool,” Levi said weakly, his eyes flying wide open when Eren slug
his arms around his waist and hugged him tightly.
“I’m so happy you’re here!” Eren said with a smile in his voice.
All Levi could do was stand there in the room that looked like someone had
puked Pepto Bismol and glitter while suffering from demonic possession and
awkwardly hug the omega with one arm, giving him a pat on the back.
The first night was a strange one. Dinner was incredible and for as much as
Levi expected Eren’s constant chatter to fray his nerves, he actually found
himself interested in listening to the omega talk about cheerleading and his
upcoming dance competition.
When Eren asked for Levi to help him clear the table and do the dishes, he was
surprised he didn’t really mind joining him with his chores.
Kenny thanked him for his effort when they had finished.
The strange thing was it wasn’t hard to get along with Eren, in spite of how
irritated he should have been.
He excused himself to his room after that to unpack, though really wanting some
time to think over their new living arrangement. All he had done since he heard
about Eren was judge the omega and how different they were. He’d expected the
kid to hate him as much as Levi had anticipated loathing the boy that seemed to
be everything he found annoying in others.
But, Eren had accepted him completely. Everything about the other boy was
genuine. He was truly happy that Levi was there and didn’t seem to mind at all
that they appeared to be so different. He wasn’t pissed his aunt had brought
some guy and his nephew into their space and that he’d have to adjust to it. He
seemed excited by the change that Levi had looked upon with dread.
Once he had finished unpacking he opened up his bedroom window and sat on the
sill, lighting a cigarette and watching the ashes as they floated down to the
earth below.
Living here might be a pain in the ass in some ways, but at least it wouldn’t
be terrible. No one had made him feel as unwelcome as he thought he deserved.
There was a soft tap on the door of the bathroom that led into his room and
Levi jumped slightly, not expecting it. He’d figured Eren had gone to bed;
Kenny and Cindy already had.
“Uh, what is it?” Levi said loud enough for the boy on the other side of the
door to hear.
The door opened slowly, with Eren’s head first peeking around. He had washed
off all of his makeup and looked considerably less sparkly, though no less
beautiful. Possibly even more so.
Levi blinked rapidly at the stray thought.
“Can I come in?” The omega asked, to which Levi nodded. The door opened all the
way and Eren was in his pajamas, a pale pink spaghetti strapped tank top with a
ruffled bottom and tiny shorts that were so short Levi was pretty sure the
boxer briefs he wore under his blue plaid pajama pants were more modest.
Levi choked on the smoke he’d inhaled and started to cough.
“Are you okay?” Eren asked, cocking his head with concern in the moonlight.
“You’re smoking?”
“I’m fine,” Levi said quickly, dropping the cigarette out the open window and
looking over at Eren warily. “Is that going to be a problem with your aunt or
something?”
“Um, I don’t know,” Eren mumbled, little fists twisting in front of him
nervously. “I just… I didn’t think you’d do that?”
Levi narrowed his eyes with scrutiny, staring at the omega that looked even
tinier standing there in his room, seeming to shrink under Levi’s critical
stare.
“Oh,” he finally said, an eyebrow flicking upward when Eren avoided his eyes.
Someone must have told him about Levi’s mother dying of cancer. He knew next to
nothing about his new housemate, but it seemed that wasn’t the case when it
came to Eren. “Is that why you’re being so nice to me?”
“What?” Eren asked with confusion, lifting his head to look at Levi, the
moonlight shining on his slick parted pink lips.
“Because you know my mom died, you feel sorry for me?” Levi said plainly,
trying not to make his accusation come across as angry as it would toward
someone else. “It was a long time ago; I don’t need anyone’s pity.”
“Wait, no,” Eren said quickly, rushing over to Levi as he slipped down from the
window sill. He grabbed Levi’s wrist as the older teen turned his back to him,
holding onto it firmly. “That’s not it at all! I asked my aunt why you were
living with Kenny and when she told me, I knew we had a lot in common.”
“We couldn’t be more different,” Levi snorted, looking over his shoulder at the
concerned omega clinging to his wrist. “You’re all glitter and pep and I’m…
not.”
Levi knew he should yank his arm away from Eren, but somehow he couldn’t manage
to bring himself to do it.
“So what?” Eren asked genuinely, his warm little hand slowly slipping lower on
Levi’s wrist. “My father walked out on us when I was ten, then my mother died
the same year after a car accident, so I came to live here with my aunt. You
and I have more in common than anyone I’ve ever met.”
Levi turned slowly, unconsciously catching Eren’s hand with his own as it fell
away from his wrist. He hadn’t thought to ask why the other boy was living
there, too caught up in his own frustration over superficial issues.
“I don’t feel sorry for you,” Eren said firmly, staring up at Levi with those
bright green eyes that Levi couldn’t pull his gaze from. “I thought we’d
understand each other. Plus, I like you. You’re nice and you’re cool. Why
wouldn’t I be nice to you?”
Levi wasn’t sure what to say. He didn’t have a lot of friends and had never
been very well liked. He could see where Eren was probably a social butterfly
that was surrounded by other bubbly omegas that thought he was fantastic, but
Levi had never really been called nice by anyone.
“I don’t know,” Levi said honestly. He’d just assumed Eren would hate him from
the start. He’d failed to even consider that there was an actual person
underneath the cheerleading uniform and all of the glitter, one that was a lot
less superficial than he apparently was.
It was pretty ironic, being that Levi had always thought of people like Eren as
being shallow.
“Do you like me?” Eren asked hopefully, and Levi’s heart skipped a beat.
Surely Eren didn’t mean it in the way that made Levi’s knees feel weak. It was
an innocent question; Eren wanted to hear that Levi didn’t hate him and wanted
to be his friend.
But Eren was so pretty. And in his pajamas in Levi’s room. His soft hand was
inside of Levi’s grasp.
He wasn’t supposed to be seeing omegas like this, not in such a private,
intimate way. Eren had come to him so exposed, as if they were brothers and
Levi would feel nothing from seeing him looking like this.
But they weren’t brothers.
Eren was a beautiful, supple, available omega, and he was an alpha that was
just on the cusp of adulthood and self-reliance.
The omega’s lip began to pout and he started to pull away, but Levi tightened
his grip on Eren’s hand.
“Yes,” Levi said firmly, his eyes locked on the wide eyed boy. “I thought
moving again was going to suck, but you’ve been really cool to me. I thought
you’d be pissed you had to share your house with us.”
“Well, I’m not,” Eren said quietly, looking down at his hand and then back up
at Levi through his thick, dark lashes. “I’m really happy you’re here.”
Levi shivered, hit with a sudden and foreign urge to pull another person, this
sparkly omega, into his arms and kiss him.
This was dangerous. Levi didn’t fall all over omegas, hell, he barely noticed
them. He wanted nothing to do with feelings or relationships, with attachments
to other people. He was mostly a loner aside from a few friends he trusted and
that had served him well enough. And worst of all, this little omega that
smiled more in a day than Levi did in his lifetime was Cindy’s nephew. They
lived together. Levi was going to have to see him constantly, every day, what
was he going to…
“Come on, let’s talk,” Eren said with a grin, tugging Levi toward the bed. The
omega climbed onto it, his back arching enough that Levi could see the curves
of his behind as his tiny pajama shorts rode up.
Levi sucked in a breath, his lip twitching as Eren flopped down onto his side
at the foot of the bed and the strap of his tank top fell off his shoulder. He
made fun of alphas that felt the way he did right then.
Like he wanted to climb on top of the petite omega and blanket him with his
body.
“Yeah, sure,” Levi choked out, climbing onto his bed and sitting with enough
distance between himself and Eren that he couldn’t accidentally touch him.
“We’re gonna be big parts of each other’s lives now,” Eren pointed out with a
sweet smile. “I want to know all about you.”
“I’m not really that interesting,” Levi said with a snort, his eyes wandering
over Eren’s exposed collar bone, the tiny slit of skin showing between his
shorts and his tank top, his smooth rounded thighs. “It’s not like I’m into
cheerleading and all the shit you do. I just sort of hang out.”
“Aunt Cindy said you play guitar,” Eren pointed out and Levi felt his cheeks
heat up.
“Yeah, well, I’m not very good. I never took lessons or anything.” Levi looked
down at the hideous comforter. His words felt garbled, like he was going to
choke on his own spit as he tried to push them out.
“I’d love to hear you play some time, that’s so cool!” Eren rolled onto his
back to stare up at the ceiling, the hem of his tank top riding up ever higher
on his soft belly. “I like to sing, but I don’t know how to play any
instruments. Maybe you could tell me some of the songs you know and I could
learn them and then we could do them together!”
“Uh, maybe,” Levi agreed mindlessly, fighting against the urge he had to move
closer to the sprawled out omega. He’d wanted plenty of things before, sure.
Vinyl records, concert tickets, to wake up without a hangover after playing
shot glass checkers with Mike. But, never before had he wanted anything at such
a deep level more than to reach over and splay his hand over Eren’s exposed
belly and stuff his nose behind his ear.
“You know, it’s been really lonely here since I moved in with my Aunt a few
years ago,” Eren started, turning his head to look at Levi.
He was breathtakingly beautiful.
“It’s really nice to have you and Kenny here now. Especially you,” he said with
a small, somewhat shy smile. “I’ve been wanting to meet you for a long time.”
“Really?” Levi asked, stunned. It was hard to believe that anyone would look
forward to being around him. Especially a pretty omega that probably had his
choice of who he spent time around.
“You act so surprised!” The boy giggled as though Levi was truly as out of
touch as he felt. “Why do you think I wouldn’t like you being here? It’s like
having a friend that gets to sleep over every night.”
Levi’s head was spinning. This was nothing at all like the nights his friends
crashed at Kenny’s old apartment. He had never tried to look up Gunther’s
shirt.
“I should go to bed now, though,” Eren said, suddenly sitting up and kneeling
on the bed in front of Levi. “I’ve gotta cheer at a game after school tomorrow
and I need to be awesome!” The boy leaned forward, wrapping his arms
unexpectedly around Levi’s neck and giving him a tight hug. “Good night, Levi.
I hope you’re happy here.”
Levi’s vision blurred and he dipped his head, brushing his nose through the
boy’s soft hair and toward the sweet spot behind his ear. Involuntarily, his
arms wrapped around the omega’s petite waist and he hugged him back, lacking
any interest in letting the little thing go.
“Yeah,” he murmured, inhaling slowly and deeply. Eren smelled delicious, like
something to covet and crave more than the sweetest pie that one had to wait
patiently to bake and cool. He wanted to taste him with his lips and tongue,
sink his teeth into his soft, sensitive flesh and bruise it, feel the boy’s
glittery nails scrape down his back as he succumbed to the mix of pleasure and
pain that would make him come undone in Levi’s hands.
Levi bit into his own lip instead, stifling a groan. He couldn’t do that, any
of it. It was insane. He wasn’t into hooking up or messing around with omegas,
he barely knew Eren, and they had to live together! Whatever impulse he had to
nibble on the other boy’s neck needed to be squashed immediately.
Eren wasn’t moving away.
Levi felt an icy chill wash over him. Had the kid noticed that he was scenting
him? He hadn’t done it intentionally, it had just sort of… happened.
“You okay?” Levi asked warily, sliding his hands away from Eren’s waist. The
last thing he needed was for the other boy to freak out and tell his aunt that
Levi was perving on him or something.
“Mmhmm,” Eren murmured calmly, slowly moving back from Levi with a lazy smile.
“See ya tomorrow,” he said, slipping off the bed and looking over his shoulder
with hazy eyes when he reached the bathroom door. “Sweet dreams.”
The door clicked shut and Levi fell backward onto his bed, staring up at the
ceiling with wide eyes.
Whatever it was that was making his head buzz and his body itch for Eren needed
to stop. Eren was living in the bedroom next door to his and the last thing he
needed was to fall all over himself chasing some sparkly cheerleader.
But Eren was in the room next door.
In his tiny pajamas.
And Levi could still smell his scent clinging to the bedding.
It would be nearly impossible not to think about Eren.
Levi was absolutely screwed.
***** Chapter 2 *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
It was weird waking up to the smell of bacon cooking downstairs.
Even before his mother had gotten too ill to prepare meals, she had worked two
jobs and rarely had time to make anything much. Especially not for breakfast.
Living with Kenny, breakfast consisted of coffee and possibly some dry cereal
or toast. His uncle had a hard time keeping milk in the house that wasn’t
expired.
Levi’s stomach urged him out of bed and to get dressed, then head downstairs to
eat – a situation that only a day before was one he’d have turned his nose up
at. Voluntarily sitting down for a meal with these people? Yeah… right.
Cindy’s pot roast had been amazing and Levi was looking forward to seeing what
she had made, enough that he didn’t really care if people were going to try to
speak to him before 8 a.m.
He was disappointed when he reached the kitchen table and Eren was missing,
though he could barely even admit the feeling to himself. It was for the best
that they kept as much distance from each other as possible, Levi knew that,
and seeing the kid first thing in the morning wasn’t something that would help
with that.
“I’m going to need you to drive Eren to school for me,” Cindy said as she set a
plate of bacon, eggs and toast in front of Levi. “Dropping him off always makes
me late for work, but I can’t have him riding the bus. I’ll never understand
how an all omega school gets away with sharing buses. If we wanted them to be
barely supervised around alphas, we wouldn’t separate them to begin with.”
Levi lifted his eyes, his mouth falling open with concern. Already he was
worried that being around Eren was going to make it hard not to think about the
other teen in ways he probably shouldn’t, and now Cindy was suggesting they
spend even more time together. Had she conveniently forgotten hewas an alpha
because she needed him to be Eren’s chauffeur?
Kenny cleared his throat and rustled his newspaper, giving Levi a hard glare.
“Uh, sure,” Levi mumbled, staring back down at his plate and stabbing one of
the egg yolks. He hadn’t intended on saying no, regardless of the way Eren was
making him feel. He wasn’t prepared to give up time with the omega and he
definitely wasn’t going to pull anything that would cause Eren to end up riding
a bus with other alphas. Just the mention of that made his stomach turn.
“Levi is going to help out around here,” Kenny said firmly, his eyes on his
nephew. “Anything you need from him, you just go ahead and ask. Giving Eren a
ride is the least he can do.”
“You’ll need to pick him up at the football field later this afternoon,” Cindy
said without missing a beat, grabbing her keys and leaning down to give Kenny a
kiss goodbye. “He’ll go over with his team after his classes are over, but
you’ll need to be there when the game ends to bring him home.”
Levi’s brows furrowed and he bit into his toast aggressively. Waiting around
for some stupid football game to be over was going to eat up his entire
afternoon, and he hated sports. He hated the alphas that played them even more
than the games themselves. He always thought it was ridiculous how the school
would fall all over those jerks, as if tossing around a ball made them heroes.
“Yeah,” Levi muttered, avoiding Kenny’s expectant stare. “Where is he? We
should probably go soon…”
“Upstairs in his room getting ready,” Cindy called over her shoulder. “Make
sure he isn’t late!”
Kenny chuckled when the door shut behind Cindy and Levi glowered at him.
“Oh come on, it could be worse,” Kenny teased, taking a sip of his coffee. “At
least you get a good breakfast out of the deal.”
Levi snorted, stuffing some egg into his mouth and rolling his eyes. Yeah, the
food was good, and he was trying not to be a dick to Kenny’s girlfriend. But,
they were asking him to play with fire.
“She acts like alphas are a bunch of assholes, is she really okay with me being
here?” Levi asked levelly. He hadn’t turned 18 yet and he didn’t have a job,
but he didn’t want to cause friction between Kenny and his girlfriend. It was
the first serious relationship his uncle had gotten into since he had taken
Levi in and he didn’t want to jack it all up.
It was another reason he had to make sure he kept his hands off Eren, no matter
how tempted he was.
“She knows you’re a good kid, even though you look like a little shit,” Kenny
said with a smirk and wink, a nod toward Levi’s dark wardrobe and tattoos. “I
told her before we moved in here that even though you had run of the apartment
most of the time, you didn’t bring home any omegas that I know of.”
“I didn’t,” Levi said honestly, finishing up his breakfast. He’d taken
advantage of having the freedom, sure. He got drunk with his friends and smoked
some pot, occasionally cut classes and watched some questionable horror movies
due to their gore content. Bringing home a starry eyed omega to screw around
with hadn’t really been one of his priorities or interests.
At least, not until now.
“She’s protective of Eren, don’t take it personally,” Kenny said, getting up
from the table. “She went through some shit when she was younger with alphas
and worries about him. Eren has a good head on his shoulders though; I’m sure
he’ll be fine and doesn’t really need all of her hovering.”
“Yeah,” Levi said flatly. He couldn’t quite say he agreed with his uncle. Eren
had seemed completely oblivious of the effect he had on him the night before,
how Levi had felt when he saw him in his pajamas and got glimpses of his bare
skin. Eren probably did need to be protected. Hell, Levi was pretty indifferent
about omegas compared to some of his alpha peers and even he was having a hard
time keeping his hands to himself and the other boy from completely taking over
his thoughts.
“Though, having Eren late for school the first time she asks you to drive him
probably won’t make her too crazy about you,” Kenny commented, shoving Levi’s
shoulder as he walked past. “Get your ass out of here, it’s late.”
Levi sighed and got up, rinsing his plates and putting them in the dishwasher
before heading upstairs to fetch Eren. As he reached the hallway, he could hear
pop music blaring from the other boy’s room and as he got closer, the distinct
sound of Eren singing.
“The DJ plays my song and I feel alright!”
Levi stopped at the open bedroom door, frozen in place as he watched Eren
dancing and singing on his bed. He should knock, announce his presence, but he
couldn’t. He couldn’t do anything but stare.
“So I put my hands up, they’re playin’ my song, the butterflies fly away!” Eren
sang, hopping up and down on the bed, his blue and grey pleated skirt flying
upward and his white knee high socked feet hitting his lacy, ruffled bottom
with each jump. “I’m noddin’ my head like yeah! Movin’ my hips like yeah!”
Levi swallowed, his eyes fluttering when Eren arched his back and swayed his
hips. He shouldn’t be watching this, he definitely shouldn’t be staring up
Eren’s short school skirt and at his ruffled panties, he shouldn’t be any part
of this at all.
And yet, he couldn’t stop himself from staring.
Eren spun around, tossing his arms into the air as he sang and Levi’s jaw
dropped with embarrassment. He had been caught watching Eren and the kid was
probably going to be pissed and mortified.
Except that Eren wasn’t at all.
Before Levi could even say a word of apology, Eren leaped from the bed toward
him. Thinking fast, Levi put his arms out to catch the other boy, who wrapped
his arms and legs around Levi and continued to sing.
“I wasn’t ready for that…” Levi stammered, furrowing his eyebrows and trying to
force a glare at the boy grinning only inches from his face and failing
miserably.
“You caught me, didn’t you?” Eren said with a cock of his head, locking his
legs around Levi’s waist.
“Barely!” Levi countered with as much bite as he could muster. It was hard to
concentrate on telling Eren why what he did was stupid, considering the boy’s
skirt was resting on his thighs and he was pressed against Levi’s groin. One of
Levi’s hands holding him up was underneath his skirt, grasping his panty clad
bottom.
The young alpha felt like liquid fire was running through his veins.
“You could have gotten hurt…” he trailed off, awkwardly holding onto the
smaller teen. He had absolutely no reason to still be holding Eren – and in
such a suggestive position – but he had no inclination to put him down.
“I knew you wouldn’t have let that happen,” Eren said coyly with a playful
shrug. “My Aunt Cindy would probably kill you if you didn’t get me to school on
time today and in one piece.”
The shorter boy unlocked his legs and slid his thighs down Levi’s body, his
arms still linked around the alpha’s neck as his pointed toes hit the floor.
Reluctantly, Levi pulled his hand away from Eren’s frilly behind, his throat
tightening up at the realization of what he had just touched – what Eren knew
he had just touched. He really hadn’t meant to, Eren had come flying at him and
he caught him without thinking.
Eren twirled away from him, shutting off the music and grabbing his backpack
that was pastel blue and patterned with fluffy white clouds. He had an array of
cute keychains attached to the zippers that tingled and jangled as he tossed it
over his shoulder and slid past where Levi stood dumbfounded in his doorway.
He leaned against the door frame, running a hand slowly through his hair, his
eyes unable to focus. He knew the worst thing he could do was get stupid over
Eren, but every ounce of his being was screaming at him to grab the other
teen’s hand and guide him back upstairs and into his bedroom.
Eren had been light and warm in his arms, the tiny bits of his skin that had
touched Levi’s own had been soft and smooth.
He wanted to touch him again, peel away his pleated skirt and that tight gray
sweater, yank open his white Peter Pan collared shirt so that the buttons would
fly across the room and hit the walls. He wanted to see the way Eren’s hip
bones would protrude when he was sprawled naked and vulnerable on his back, his
soft belly up and exposed to Levi’s nips and kisses. He wanted to blow on what
were sure to be tiny pink nipples and watch them harden as Eren moaned and
grasped the sheets beneath them.
“Levi, get your ass moving!” Kenny yelled from downstairs and Levi shook his
head, trying to kick the daze he was in before seeing Eren again.
Of course, that was hopeless, seeing as Eren bent down in a particularly
immodest way to fasten his black Mary Janes, the hem of his skirt pulling ever
higher the more the boy bent down.
If Levi tipped his head just right, he could probably see Eren’s panties again…
“I’m ready,” Eren said as he stood up and looked over his shoulder at Levi,
giving the flushed alpha a wide grin. “And I get to pick the music!”
“No you don’t,” Levi argued, grabbing his black messenger bag and keys from
near the front door. “I’m driving.”
“So?” Eren said, as though just that word was enough to win any argument, half
skipping backwards toward the black Buick Regal T type Levi drove that had seen
better days (all of which were in the 1980s). There were rips in the seats, it
smelled like stale cigarettes and it had a tape deck, but it gave Levi the
freedom he desired and was happy as shit the day Kenny had handed him the keys.
Of course, carting Eren around to omega school and picking him up from
cheerleading was probably the opposite of freedom.
Eren snatched Levi’s phone from his thigh while the young alpha was distracted
backing out of the driveway, and he scooted away when Levi tried to grab it
back from him.
“What the hell are you doing?” Levi snapped, giving Eren a side eye.
“Uh, giving you my number,” Eren said with a roll of his eyes, as though Levi
was a complete fool for even asking such a thing. “In case you can’t find me
after the game, dork.”
“Oh,” Levi mumbled, turning his attention back to the road. It was awesome that
Eren was seeing that he had like 10 contacts in his phone, several of which
were for ordering take out.
“I’m sending myself a text from your phone, so I’ll have your number, too,”
Eren explained with a little smirk that Levi just barely caught.
“You can just text me when the game is over and tell me where you’re at,” Levi
suggested. “Football isn’t really my thing.”
“You’re not gonna come watch me cheer?” Eren asked with thinly veiled
disappointment, and Levi felt his stomach drop. He hated football and he knew
he needed to put some distance between himself and Eren – and fast – but he
didn’t know if he could bring himself to hurt the kid’s feelings.
“Uh, I don’t know,” Levi said with discomfort. “I might be busy. I don’t know.
I’ll try and make it, but I can’t promise anything.”
“Okay,” Eren said, leaning back in the seat, seemingly satisfied enough with
Levi’s answer to drop it. He popped a wad of Bubblicious gum into his mouth and
moments later the sweet smell of artificial watermelon filled the car. “Want
some?” Eren offered, chewing and smacking his gum.
“Nah, I’m good,” Levi said, nearly laughing to himself as he stopped at a red
light at how ridiculous he’d probably look chewing that gum at school.
Without warning, Eren slid over to him and leaned against him, pressing his
cheek to Levi’s and holding up his phone to snap a picture of them as he blew a
big pink bubble and Levi half scowled at the phone in confusion before
realizing what Eren was doing.
“What the hell was that?” Levi asked the highly pleased omega that had slid
back to his own seat as soon as the light turned green, busily sliding his
finger over his phone screen.
“It’s called a picture,” Eren said casually, his bubble popping with a snap.
“You should try it sometime. Your phone is so empty, I’m kinda disappointed.”
“What were you expecting to find?” Levi asked, his own curiosity getting the
better of him.
“Like thirty pictures of you at different angles trying to get the perfect
selfie, you know, normal stuff,” Eren said with a teasing grin. “Friends,
boyfriends, whatever.”
“My friends aren’t really the picture type,” Levi said honestly, shifting his
eyes over to Eren and licking over his lip. “And there isn’t any boyfriend for
there to be pictures of,” he threw out there, tightening his grip on the wheel.
He probably shouldn’t have offered up the information, even if Eren was baiting
him for it – which he wasn’t sure about – but for whatever reason he was
probably going to hate himself for later, he couldn’t stand the thought of Eren
wondering if he was single or not.
Eren said nothing, a slight smile on his lips as he leaned forward and turned
on the radio as they got closer to his school. He perked up when he found a Top
40 station and Levi cringed internally, feeling almost pity for his car having
to be exposed to such horrible music on account of Eren’s truly questionable
taste.
“I love this song!” he said, dancing in his seat as Levi pulled into the
school’s parking lot.
“Hey, I just met you, and this is crazy, but here’s my number, so call me
maybe!” Eren sang without a care at all that anyone else might see his little
performance. “It’s hard to look right at you baby, but here’s my number, so
call me maybe!” He swayed in the seat, thrashing his head back and forth and
over his shoulder to glance over at Levi playfully, bursting with sparks like
the little firecracker he was. “And all the other boys try to chase me, but
here’s my number, so call me maybe!”
Eren turned in his seat to face Levi and the early morning sun behind him made
the boy glow, like his entire body was kissed with gold from the heavens. Levi
sat silently, transfixed on the beautiful omega and his singing, his heart beat
picking up at the way Eren’s sparkling teal eyes stayed connected to his own
like magnets.
“Before you came into my life I missed you so bad! And you should know that I
missed you so, so bad!” Eren finished, proudly tossing his hands up into the
air and posing to end his performance with the flair that Levi was coming to
expect from the omega.
“That was so much better than riding with my Aunt Cindy and listening to Rod
Stewart,” Eren said with a brilliant smile. “See ya!” he said brightly, opening
up the door and dashing away before Levi could even get a word out.
He sat there for several minutes, collecting his thoughts and clearing his head
before, just as he was about to pull out, picking up his phone to check what
Eren had texted to himself from it.
“Nice ass.”
Levi slammed his head back against his seat, his eyes shifting upward with
embarrassment. Eren had absolutely caught Levi looking where he shouldn’t have
been. Levi had hoped Eren hadn’t realized just how much Levi had seen while he
was standing at his bedroom door, but it was clear the little omega had caught
on and had no reservations on calling him out on it.
He rubbed his forehead, his stomach rising to his throat with nerves. It didn’t
necessarily mean Eren would say anything to Cindy, the kid was probably used to
getting checked out by alphas and was playing at handling it on his own without
getting his aunt involved.
He really hadn’t meant to come across as some thirsty, scumbag alpha; that
wasn’t the kind of guy he was at all. It just seemed that whenever he was
around Eren, he got stupid. Really, really fucking stupid. If he didn’t take
Eren’s warning and get control of himself, it was going to be a problem. Cindy
was liable to kick him out of the house if she found out he was making Eren
uncomfortable.
Levi’s phone chimed and he looked down, opening it up to, curiously, a new text
message from Eren.
“ditto ;)”
His grip tightened around the phone and he glanced over to the high school Eren
was inside, his lips parting with shock as his heart began to race.
This had to be a mistake. There was no way Eren could have possibly meant to
send that message to him.
Could he?
Levi slowly slid his phone into his pocket, swallowing hard and slapping his
sweaty palms onto the steering wheel. Eren was a squeaky clean, sheltered
omega. There was no way he’d be interested in or flirting with someone like
Levi. He was probably joking around; he had to be.
If he wasn’t, Levi had no idea how he was going to keep his cool.
Already, he wanted to charge into the school and drag Eren home with him so he
could spend the remainder of the morning and afternoon nibbling on his neck.
Whether the kid was screwing around or not, Levi was already in over his head.
One day into knowing Eren and he was pretty sure he’d be thinking of nothing
else until he saw him again.
Chapter End Notes
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***** Chapter 3 *****
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Levi sat on a picnic table in the courtyard off campus, his phone in his hand
as he stared at the two messages Eren had sent. It had been gnawing at his mind
all morning and as soon as the lunch bell rang, he was looking at it again, as
if it would give him some sort of clue as to what was going on inside the other
teen’s head.
Was it all a game? Was Eren just playing around with him?
It was hard to say. Levi had never had any interest in omegas like Eren, or
really, omegas in general… but now that he thought it over (obsessively) he
couldn’t figure out what a cute cheerleader could ever see in a guy like him.
He was like a living, breathing buzzkill to all of Eren’s pep and enthusiasm,
wasn’t he?
“Sup,” Mike said, dropping his messenger bag and sitting down beside him. “You
wanna smoke?”
Levi bit into his lip, eyes darting once more over Eren’s messages before he
locked his screen. “Nah, I’m good.”
“You sure?” Mike asked with surprise, his brows furrowing as he looked over at
his friend.
“Yeah,” Levi murmured thoughtfully. “I think I’m gonna try and quit, actually.”
“What’s up with you today, you alright?” Mike asked, lighting a cigarette.
“You’re even pissier than usual. Or something.”
“I’m not,” Levi said, giving Mike a side eye. “I’m fine.”
Maybe ‘fine’ wasn’t quite the word to describe how he was feeling, but Levi
couldn’t think of another that would be both fitting and vague enough that he’d
be comfortable saying. He wasn’t pissed off or angry, he wasn’t even upset. He
was definitely confused, though admitting that and trying to explain all of the
reasons why would only make him sound pathetic. There was no way he was going
to tell Mike he was now completely enamored with some cheerleader omega that he
probably had no chance with, realistically, and even if he did, he’d be
starting a shit storm with Cindy and Kenny if he pursued it. It was best not to
talk about it or think about it even more. Even though since he had met Eren,
the beautiful omega had pretty much been the only thing on his mind.
“Oh. The big move was yesterday, right?” Mike said, his eyes widening as he
remembered. He smiled, as if he was proud of himself for recalling such an
important detail of his friend’s life and he leaned in, taking a drag from his
cigarette. “So, how was it? Is Kenny’s girlfriend gonna try and kill your
social life? Was her nephew a bitch?”
Levi snorted, running a hand through his hair. He couldn’t say Cindy had ruined
his social life; it had just gotten a whole hell of a lot more interesting.
He’d certainly never had an omega in his bed before, even if it was just to
talk. “The nephew definitely isn’t a bitch,” Levi said with a twitch of his
eyebrow and a tiny smirk that he tried, unsuccessfully, to hide from his
friend.
“Is he hot?” Mike asked, perking up with interest. “What’s his name?”
“He’s… alright…” Levi mumbled noncommittally, scratching his neck. “He wasn’t a
dick about me moving in. He was… really cool about it.” He cleared his throat,
looking down at his feet. “Ah, his name is Eren Jaeger.”
The other teen’s name felt strange on his tongue. Like it belonged there, but
saying it made heat rush to his face.
“Jaaaaeger…” Mike murmured, tapping the name into his phone and then grinning
like a fool. “A cheerleader? He’s cute. No wonder you’re acting like such a
dumb ass.”
“Shut up,” Levi snapped, shoving Mike in the arm. “What are you looking him up
for? Fucking weirdo.”
“Calm your tits,” Mike smirked. “I found his Instagram. Have you checked it
out?”
“...No,” Levi grumbled, looking away from his friend. He probably should have.
If he wasn’t so socially inept, he would have thought to look for it before
Mike had popped up and done it first. Hell, if he had been smart he would have
looked Eren up before they moved into Cindy’s house so he would have known how
cute the kid was and he could have braced himself. Though, Levi was to wonder
if even advance notice of his new roommate’s attractiveness would have prepared
him for seeing him in his pajamas and all of that soft skin the night before.
“So then you haven’t seen the picture of you on here?” Mike asked teasingly.
“What picture?” Levi asked, snatching Mike’s phone from his hand to see for
himself. It was the shot Eren had taken that morning in the car. Eren looked
adorable and perfect with his big, pink bubble of chewing gum and Levi looked…
some mixture of angry and confused…
“Levi = My Ride Or Die”
Levi stared at the caption.
“You’re his ride or die already, shit you work fast,” Mike chuckled, slapping
his stunned friend on the back.
Levi squinted at it, his heart pounding. “I think… he’s just making a joke
about me giving him a ride to school.”
“You’re the only one taking it that way,” Mike said giving a nod toward his
phone. “Have you looked at the comments?”
“Babydoll who am I gonna have to kill for gettin all up on you like that?”
“lol dork be nice”
“I am bein nice you look damn good but that guy’s gotta go”
“hmm nah haha”
“What the fuck,” Levi snarled, scrolling through the comments. One jock alpha
after another telling Eren how attractive he was and several threatening him or
telling Eren to tell Levi to get lost. “It’s a fucking picture, what the hell
is wrong with these assholes?” Levi’s stomach knotted and he felt like crushing
Mike’s phone in his hand to make all of the shitty comments disappear. Those
guys didn’t need to be looking at Eren like that and they definitely didn’t
need to be saying the things they were, drooling all over him like fucking
pigs.
“It looks like you’ve got most of Trost’s varsity football team jealous,” Mike
pointed out, impressed. “He’s got guys lined up wanting to bang him.”
Levi whipped his head over to Mike, shooting him a death glare. “Shut up,
Mike,” he said lowly, his eyes narrowed. “It’s not his fault he’s cute and
these assholes are all trying to…” Levi scowled, not even wanting to say out
loud what he knew every one of those guys wanted to do to Eren. It made him see
red just thinking about it, just thinking about them thinking about it.
“So, you admit you think he’s cute,” Mike said with a wink, nudging Levi’s arm
again. “He stood up for you to those other guys. I think he posted it for more
than making them jealous. Your boy is making a statement.”
“Give me a fucking break,” Levi barked, handing the phone back to Mike and
rolling his eyes with annoyance. “Why the hell would a boy like that want me,
when he can have any of those other guys? They’re all popular football players
and he’s a fucking cheerleader. He’s probably trying to get the guy he actually
likes jealous or something.”
As if Eren thought of himself as Levi’s boy. Ridiculous. They had just met and
Eren could have anyone he wanted. That much was clear.
“I don’t know, Levi, you’ve got that bad boy thing going for you,” Mike said
with a shrug. “A lot of omegas get wet over thinking about riding the kinda
alpha that would make their parents cringe.”
“Thanks,” Levi said sarcastically with a snort.
“No, seriously, to this kid you’re probably dangerous and exciting. Isn’t he
all sheltered and shit? He probably thinks it’ll make him all edgy if he gets
his cherry popped by some guy with a loud car and tattoos,” Mike said plainly.
“I think you should go for it. Hit it quick before one of these other guys gets
to him first.”
Levi grit his teeth, his hackles raised. “Stop talking about him that way. He’s
a good kid. He’s not trying to do… any of that. Yeah, he’s friendly, but that’s
because he’s nice. He was really fucking cool to me last night. And no, not in
the way you’re thinking. We talked about our parents and shit, we have a lot in
common. Yeah, maybe I do like him. But, it’s not some gross shit where I want
to use him like those other assholes do.”
Now, Levi wanted to protect Eren from every single jerk that had commented on
his Instagram. He hated them even more for telling Eren how beautiful he was
than their comments disparaging him. Ripping their throats out would feel
incredibly satisfying.
“So you want to be his boyfriend?” Mike asked, causing Levi to look away again.
“No! That’s not what I’m saying,” Levi said with a frustrated sigh. As much as
the notion of being in a relationship with Eren excited him in a way he never
had been before, it was laughably improbable. “I want to keep those other
shitheads away from him and make sure he doesn’t get hurt.”
“Not because you want him for yourself,” Mike said with a teasing nod.
“No, because I want to do the right thing,” Levi grumbled, standing up and
grabbing his bag. Unfortunately, he knew that ‘the right thing’ meant not
pursuing anything with Eren that would piss off Cindy. Thatlikely included
everything besides being his personal driver. And even all of that assumed Eren
was actually interested in Levi as anything more than a new friend with a car.
“We should head back, lunch is almost over and if I’m late again I’m gonna get
written up.”
“You still wanna hang after school today?” Mike asked. “My dad found some boxes
of vinyls in a storage unit he bought and he said if we see any we want we can
have em.”
“I gotta go to the football game,” Levi mumbled, shrinking under Mike’s
surprised but knowing stare.
“To see Eren?” Mike grinned.
“Well, I have to give him a ride home,” Levi explained, avoiding Mike’s eyes.
“Ride or die, yanno?”
“You could just pick him up at the end,” Mike countered. “You’re going to sit
through a football game - which I know you hate by the way, so you can watch
him cheer.”
“Fuck off,” Levi grumbled, stalking toward the school as the first bell rang.
Maybe he’d always thought football was stupid and cheerleading was really
stupid, but seeing Eren cheer – well, somehow that didn’t seem stupid to Levi
at all. The fact that he couldn’t stomach the thought of disappointing the kid,
that might have had something to do with it, too.
“Hell no!” Mike said with amusement. “I’m coming with you. I wanna see you
drool.”
“You’re such an asshole,” Levi said as he frowned with indignation. As much as
he loathed the thought of bringing Mike along, there was a small, surprising
part of him that wanted his friend to see Eren. It was embarrassing how he was
suddenly excited at just the prospect of showing some omega that was really
nothing more than his roommate off to his friend. “Meet me at my car right
after we get out. If you dick around I’m leaving without you.”
“Yeah, yeah, don’t worry, I won’t make you late to see your boyfriend,” Mike
said, sticking his pierced tongue out goofily at Levi and slapping him on the
back. “Later!” he shouted, turning to head back into the building, leaving a
bewildered Levi trudging behind him.
He felt a strange sensation in his chest at Eren posting a picture of them
together for everyone to see. It was something akin to pride, which was odd and
seemed like such a bizarre reaction to something so minor and stupid. Levi
wasn’t really into social networking – he wasn’t too interested in socializing
in general except with a few people. He’d never in his life given any thought
to what he saw as superficial shit.
Levi pulled his phone out, searching for Eren’s Instagram and staring at their
picture. The little omega’s eyes were so wide and the most beautiful color
green. He didn’t even need to use a filter to make them look stunning. The boy
looked happy, relaxed, playful. It was the polar opposite of Levi’s tense
expression. He found himself, pathetically, wishing he’d looked as at ease as
Eren did.
“Cuuuuuuute. And WOW he’s hot Eren!!!!!!!”
“thnx! He’s Kenny’s nephew lol my new roomie ;)”
“omg ur so lucky”
Another cheerleader. Telling Eren he thought Levi was hot?
Levi flipped through more of Eren’s pictures, risking being late for his next
class, but far too engrossed in the omega’s world to care about the
consequences.
Each picture made Levi’s stomach coil up more. Eren was so pretty, gorgeous and
perfect in every shot, and Levi could stare now without drawing Eren’s
attention to it. The omega radiated warmth and an energy that made it feel like
he was looking straight into Levi’s soul in every picture. It was nearly
impossible to pull himself away.
Levi forcefully shut his eyes and took in a deep breath. Every alpha that
looked at Eren’s pictures probably felt that way, pulled in and enchanted.
Their comments alluded to as much, the way they all seemed to think they had
some kind of claim over Eren. It was one pissing contest after another, all of
which Eren playfully dismissed.
Eren was probably completely unaware of what all of the alphas were getting at.
He was so sheltered from alphas at that omega school that he had to be
completely ignorant as to what all of the scumbags commenting on his pictures
had in mind when they looked at him. Even the way he had been the night before,
coming into Levi’s bedroom in his tiny, revealing pajamas and sprawling himself
on the mattress – he hadn’t realized how that had made Levi feel; what it had
made him want.
And he wasn’t the kind of guy to go trolling Instagram for cute omegas or gawk
at them in their cheerleading uniforms. Still, he had gotten caught under a
spell the night before when Eren had hugged him and for just a few moments,
he’d gotten a taste of the omega’s intoxicating scent up close. He’d tossed and
turned all night after that, imagining what it would have been like to have
pulled Eren down into his bed with him and put his hands and mouth all over
every inch of his soft, sweet smelling body. He had rolled onto his stomach and
rutted shamefully into the mattress, twisting his fingers into the sheets with
frustration as the minutes and hours ticked by long into the night.
It had passed, eventually, but not before Levi had allowed himself some relief.
He’d tried to push the thoughts of his new roommate out of his mind while he
pumped at his cock and hissed with frustration, but Eren’s scent clung to his
sheets and the image of his smooth, tanned belly and round little ass had
imprinted themselves in Levi’s mind. It had been filthy and embarrassing, the
way he fucked his hand after just spending a night around the other teen. How
as much as he tried not to, he’d longed to have had his cock buried deep in
Eren’s tight heat and his fingers twisted into the boy’s soft brown hair. He’d
bit into his lip and wondered what kind of sounds the omega would make; if he
would cry with pleasure and stammer out Levi’s name with need and desire. If he
would bare his neck and belly and wrap his trembling legs around Levi’s hips…
Levi slid his phone into his pocket, his heart racing and his face flushed.
It had been less than 24 hours and already he was failing miserably at keeping
his thoughts toward Eren appropriate. He was going to need to put as much
distance between himself and the other teen as possible if he was going to keep
his sanity and his nose clean.
Of course, he got off to a rocky start that afternoon when he all but growled
at Mike for taking too long to get to his car after school. He had been staring
at the clock for hours, impatiently waiting for the last bell to ring so he
could drive over to the shared activity fields between Eren’s high school and
his own. He couldn’t explain it, nor did he plan to, but he felt a powerful,
anxious need to get there as quickly as possible and he was disproportionately
angry with Mike for slowing him down.
Mike had been half amused, half surprised at the intensity of Levi’s reaction.
Levi would have been embarrassed at his outburst for wanting to rush to a
football game of all things if he wasn’t so deadly serious about needing to be
there.
He didn’t speak to Mike at all on the drive over, silent and focused on getting
into the stands as quickly as possible as he zigzagged through the groups of
other people with Mike trailing behind him.
“We made it; the game hasn’t started. Take a breather before you pop a vessel,”
Mike chuckled, leaning against his knees and folding his hands together. “Do
you see him?” he asked Levi, who was frantically searching the field.
Levi sighed with relief when he saw Eren making his way over to the sidelines,
sandwiched between two light haired omegas. “Yeah. He’s right over there,” he
said with a nod, so inside his own head that he was completely unaware of just
how obvious his behavior was coming across to his friend.
Eren looked adorable in his uniform, a blue and white pleated skirt and tight
blue sweater that clung to his body with a white “T” on the front. He wore a
headband with a large blue and white bow affixed to it and off to the right
side, most of his bangs pushed back from his forehead and blue glitter
eyeshadow on his eyes.
“It’s so funny you went for a cheerleader,” Mike teased, his eyes skimming over
the rest of the team of omegas. “I wouldn’t have thought it would be your type,
but…” he paused, shifting on the bleacher beside Levi. “Some of them are pretty
hot.”
Levi grunted, barely paying attention to his friend as he watched Eren. If some
of the other omegas were hot, he hadn’t noticed. The small brunette was
searching through the crowds, looking a bit distracted and concerned, his
glossy pink lip pouted just slightly.
Something is wrong, Levi thought to himself, cracking his knuckles and watching
over the boy nervously. If one of those pricks had bothered Eren, it was going
to take a small army to stop him from kicking their ass.
“I think he’s looking for you,” Mike said, nudging Levi’s arm. “Cutie’s got it
bad for you.”
“Yeah right,” Levi mumbled, his stomach tight with concern.
“He so is, dude, watch this. Hey, Eren!” Mike yelled, cupping his hands around
his mouth to direct his voice toward the field.
“What the hell are you doing?” Levi hissed, his eyes widening when Eren’s fell
onto his own and the other boy smiled brightly, his entire demeanor changing.
“See, I told you,” Mike said with satisfaction, giving Eren a nod. He grabbed
Levi’s hand, giving it a wave, and Eren giggled, clasping his hand over his
mouth.
“Stop making me look stupid,” Levi snapped, yanking his arm away from Mike.
“God, you’re such an idiot.”
“You’re so bad at this,” Mike laughed, shaking his head. “Don’t be mad at me
for helping you out, it’s fucking painful to watch.”
“I don’t want your help,” Levi said flatly, his heart skipping a beat when Eren
grabbed the wrist of a boy with blond pigtails and pulled him close to him,
leaning in to whisper in the other omega’s ear and drawing the teen’s eyes up
to where Levi sat.
“He’s telling his friends about you,” Mike announced, thoroughly entertained.
“His friend’s a hottie, too. Think you can get me his number?”
“Shut up,” Levi hissed, his face heating up as the two omegas looked up at him.
Mike waved to the blond and Levi glowered at him, hiding his face momentarily
right after the giggling blond waved back shyly.
“Why are you doing this to me,” Levi grumbled, absolutely mortified at the
attention Mike was drawing to them. “I knew I shouldn’t have brought you with
me.”
Eren was talking animatedly to the blond boy, the others pigtails, adorned with
big matching bows, bounced as he nodded along enthusiastically, both of them
glancing occasionally back to where Levi and Mike were sitting.
“Now they’re talking about how awesome it would be to hook up with alphas that
are friends like they are,” Mike said with a pleased smile. “We’re gonna get
laid. You’re welcome.”
“Seriously, stop!” Levi demanded, overwhelmed with everything that was
happening around him so rapidly. “Eren isn’t like that and his friend probably
isn’t, either. Even if they’re talking about hanging out with us, or… whatever,
it’s not that way. You should see Eren’s room. He has about a thousand stuffed
animals and it’s all unicorns and glitter and shit. I’m like one hundred
percent sure he’s not thinking about sex or getting with an alpha. That’s way
fucking beyond where their heads are at.”
“What is he? Like, a junior? A sophomore?” Mike chuckled, shaking his head.
“You really think he isn’t thinking about the same shit you are?”
“You don’t know him like I do,” Levi snapped, causing Mike to burst out
laughing.
“You’ve known him for one day, Levi! Holy shit, are you serious right now?”
Levi glared at him and Mike laughed harder, rubbing his forehead to try and get
himself to stop.
“He goes to a school with all omegas,” Levi started, his voice low and
forceful. “He’s a good kid, his aunt has kept him away from all the crap we’ve
been doing since we were, like, ten. I can tell by the way he acts that he has
no fucking clue about any of this shit. He’s absolutely fucking oblivious,
Mike. Last night he came into my room to talk, to have a serious fucking
conversation… you should have seen what he was wearing! Like I’m supposed to be
able to concentrate on what he says when he’s wearing this tiny thing and
laying on my bed!”
Mike covered his mouth, holding in more laughter. “Yeah, sorry man, I’m sure
you’re right.”
“I am right,” Levi said firmly, turning back toward the field and catching eyes
with Eren again.
“He’s not thinking about me that way,” Levi said, his voice softening as he
watched the omega bend down to pick up his pompoms, his short skirt riding up
to reveal his smooth, white cheerleading briefs.
He bit into his lip to hold back a groan, releasing a frustrated huff instead
at knowing others had probably gotten a glimpse of Eren’s ass as well.
If Eren ever did think about Levi that way, he didn’t know how he’d ever keep
his hands off him. Luckily for everyone, Levi would probably be out of the
house before Eren ever had the capacity to see him as anything more than what
he was – a convenient roommate whose newness would eventually wear out.
Eren stood up and looked over his shoulder at Levi, winking at him before
falling into line with the other omegas to begin cheering for the team that was
making their way onto the field.
By the time the game had ended, Levi couldn’t describe a single play that had
been made.
However, he could give a detailed description of Eren’s thighs and calves and
all of the fascinating ways the flexible little omega could bend and twist his
body. Skills that Levi was exploring more fully in his mind than they ever
would be on the sidelines of a football field.
Yeah, as soon as he got Eren home he was retreating to his room until morning.
And probably – no, definitely – deleting Instagram from his phone.
Chapter End Notes
     I hope you all enjoyed this one! Special thank you to @britefairy for
     beta reading this for me <3
     A Matter of Perspective will be updated either tomorrow or the next
     day :)
***** Chapter 4 *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
After the game, Levi searched the crowd of people exiting the football stadium
for Eren, the anxious need to find him making him particularly agitated. All of
his senses seemed heightened, and he was overwhelmed with all of the smells and
sounds of all the teenagers and fans swirling around him. He had a rather
compelling urge to get Eren out of there and bring him home as quickly as
possible, though it wasn’t because he could say he had a bad time being forced
into attending a football game. No, there was something about not knowing where
Eren was that had set him on edge, and while Levi tried to chalk it up to the
responsibility he had toward Cindy to drive the kid home, he knew the intensity
of his feelings belied that.
He finally spotted Eren leaning up against a brick wall, one sneakered foot up
against it with his knee sticking out in front of him and his hands splayed out
over it. There was an alpha leaning over him, a football player, smiling down
at Eren with one hand above his head on the wall and his other holding his
helmet.
Levi’s heart sank and he stopped, Mike bumping into him and drawing attention
their way.
Eren saw him then, tilting his head slightly, his eyes locked with Levi’s as
the other alpha flirted with him. Eren didn’t seem distressed, he was smiling
coyly, even though he was looking Levi’s way, either oblivious or apathetic to
the fact that the football player was scenting him and standing way too close.
The other alpha didn’t even notice that he didn’t have Eren’s full attention,
smirking as he continued to close the space between their bodies while he
spoke. The way he had Eren cornered was blatantly possessive, blocking any
other alphas from the petite omega.
“Wait here,” Levi ordered, stalking over to where the pair were standing and
stopping when he was beside Eren, nearly forcing his body between them.
“Come on, Eren, let’s go,” he said coolly, glaring at the surprised jock
gawking at him.
“I don’t know who you think you are, but I just asked Eren to come for pizza
with me,” the other alpha interjected, grabbing onto Eren’s wrist and pulling
the stumbling teen over toward him. “I guess he’ll catch you later. Or not.”
Eren looked up at the football player, then back to Levi, his teal eyes wide
and unblinking. The normally talkative omega was uncharacteristically quiet,
his lips parting slightly as he seemingly awaited Levi’s reaction.
Levi felt like lurching at the other guy for putting his hands on Eren and
yanking him around, and he stepped closer to the other alpha until their chests
nearly touched.
“Eren’s aunt asked me to bring him home after the game and I can see why she
did with assholes like you backing him into walls and jerking him around like
you think you own him,” Levi snarled, narrowing his steel eyes on the other
alpha.
Eren’s mouth fell open and he glanced at the football player whose face
reddened as he tightened his grip on his wrist.
“Tell this douche bag nobody I’ll give you a ride,” the other alpha said with a
smirk and a wink.
“Actually, Jean,” Eren cut in, pulling his wrist awkwardly from the clinging
football player’s grasp and then smoothly sliding over to Levi’s side. “Levi
came here just for me. I really do need to go, but I’ll catch you later!” He
grinned and spun around, his skirt swirling around him as he grabbed Levi’s
sleeve and started pulling him toward one of the other cheerleaders.
Levi looked over his shoulder at the stunned quarterback. “Or not!” He said
with a satisfied smile as Eren, positively beaming, dragged him away and over
to another short omega with blond pigtails.
“Can you give Armin a ride home, too?” Eren asked sweetly, the blond flashing
Levi a shy smile and looking over his shoulder where Mike was approaching from.
“If not he’d have to call his grandpa and it would just be this whole thing and
I mean, it’s on the way…”
“Yeah, sure,” Levi agreed, just as Mike stepped up beside him.
“Aren’t you gonna introduce me to your friends?” Mike asked, nudging Levi in
the side hard enough to make him stumble.
Levi shot him a glare and Eren outstretched his hand to Mike, giving him a
dazzling smile.
“I’m Eren, and this is my best friend Armin,” he said as Mike shook his hand.
“Hi Eren, it’s nice to meet you, I’ve heard a lot about you,” Mike said,
earning himself a death glare from Levi.
“Oh, you have?” Eren asked with interest, perking up and turning his eyes to an
uncomfortable Levi. “What exactly have you heard?”
“Mike…” Levi gritted through his clenched teeth.
“How you’re a cheerleader and really cool,” Mike said, to Levi’s temporary
relief. “He said your place is real nice and you didn’t make him sleep on the
lawn.”
Eren and Armin both giggled at Mike’s joke, standing so closely their arms
rubbed together.
“I wouldn’t have thought Captain Serious over here would have such a funny
friend,” Eren said, teasing the embarrassed alpha.
“Ah, we balance each other out. He keeps me from getting into too much
trouble,” Mike explained, turning his eyes to Armin and giving the blond a
wink. “But a little trouble can be a lot of fun.”
Armin blushed furiously, his eyes falling away from Mike’s and his pigtails
brushing against his pink cheeks.
Levi was baffled. The omegas seemed to be eating his shit up and it was nothing
more than bad flirting, something that he’d just balked at Jean trying to do.
Armin seemed as though he wasn’t quite as skilled at keeping his cool with
alphas as Eren was, bashfully standing half behind his friend.
“What kind of trouble?” Eren asked Mike, turning his eyes over to Levi and
giving him a playful smile.
“Mike is an idiot,” Levi said flatly, glaring at his friend. “You don’t want to
get into any shit. Come on, we should go.”
Mike snorted and Eren grinned at him, nudging Armin to walk with him toward the
parking lot behind Levi and his friend. Just as they were nearly at Levi’s car,
both alphas stopped in their tracks when they heard a squeal behind them.
“Stop!” Armin yelled, swatting at the huge arms that wrapped around him from
behind and lifted him with ease from the ground.
“You didn’t say goodbye,” the blond alpha said simply, turning the squirming
teen in his arms so he could look into his wide, blue eyes. “I was waiting for
you.”
“I didn’t know I had to…” Armin stammered, shrinking in the muscular alpha’s
grasp.
“You didn’t,” Eren snapped, reaching up to yank on one of the alpha’s massive
arms. “Put him down, Reiner, you’re scaring him.”
Reiner lifted his arm, pulling Eren up from the ground along with it, and he
chuckled with amusement. “How’s he supposed to learn not to be afraid of alphas
if he keeps hiding from them?”
Levi stepped forward, grabbing Eren beneath his arm pits and pulling him into
his own arms, wrapping them protectively around the tense omega. The linebacker
was huge, but seemed to disregard that he wasn’t the only alpha around Armin.
“He’s not afraid of alphas, he’s afraid of you because you’re a jerk!” Eren
yelled, his fists balling up into Levi’s shirt.
“You need to put him down,” Mike said with a sudden seriousness, putting his
hand on Levi’s shoulder and pushing him and Eren back away from the others. “He
told you to stop, you don’t go putting your hands all over someone that tells
you not to, it’s not cool.”
“Who the hell are you?” Reiner asked, thick eyebrows furrowing. He pulled Armin
closer to his body and the teen was visibly straining, too weak to push away
from the larger male.
“The guy that’s going to kick your ass if you don’t let him go,” Mike said
without wavering, taking another step toward the other alpha.
Levi set Eren down, pulling the boy’s tight fists from his shirt and shoving
his keys into his hands. “Get in the car and lock the doors.”
“Are you kidding me?” Eren asked incredulously, putting a hand on his hip.
“Armin’s my best friend, I’m not gonna go hide in a car while you kick his ass,
I’m gonna help!”
Levi huffed, glancing over at the other alphas and then back to Eren. “I don’t
want you to get hurt,” he said quietly, giving Eren pause.
Reiner tightened his hold on Armin, showing no interest in letting him go.
“Some nobody like you couldn’t kick my ass any more than you could ever get a
date with someone this cute. This one’s mine, so why don’t you go find your
own. I saw a few ugly enough for you up in the bleachers.”
“It doesn’t look like he’s yours to me,” Mike challenged, nodding at the
fussing blond. “He said to put him down, so you need to do it before I make
you.”
“Are you fucking stupid?” Reiner laughed, standing his ground. “The
cheerleaders are ours. That’s how it works, asshole. If you want one so bad,
get on the team and earn it like the rest of us.”
“You seriously think you have a right to force him to be with you because
you’re on a football team?” Mike narrowed his eyes with disbelief. “I’m pretty
fucking sure I’m not the stupid one here. He doesn’t owe you shit.”
Levi stood beside Eren, his hand on the omega’s shoulder. It shouldn’t be
shocking to him that the football players would feel entitled to the
cheerleaders, given what massive douche bags they seemed to be, but it didn’t
make Levi feel any less angry and disgusted. If this jerk thought Armin was
his, it followed that Jean probably had the same deluded belief about Eren.
“He’s just a little shy, I’m not forcing him, I’m breaking him out of his
shell,” Reiner said with a dark smile. “It’s not healthy the way they keep them
holed up over in that other school; it’s unnatural.”
“You’re the reason they do it,” Mike said, sauntering close enough that he
could easily hit him, if only the other alpha wasn’t holding onto Armin.
“Because scumbags like you have no self-control. Now put him down or I’ll make
you put him down.”
One of the coaches ran over, grabbing Reiner by the shoulder and pulling him
back and away from Mike. “Break it up you two!” he snapped, looking back and
forth between the two young alphas. “Braun, you know better than to get into an
altercation on school property! Do I need to have you sit the bench next week
to remind you what the punishment is for fighting?”
“No, sir,” Reiner grumbled, narrowing his eyes at Mike.
“Armin wants to be put down and he wouldn’t,” Mike explained to the coach. “He
thinks he can put his hands all over him, maybe he should sit the bench so he
can think about how jacked up that is?”
The coach groaned, rubbing his fingers over his forehead. “Braun, I want to
talk to you in my office. Go shower and meet me in there in ten minutes. And
for Pete’s sake put the kid down, would you?”
“Sorry, sir,” the blond alpha muttered, slowly releasing his hold on Armin and
allowing the omega to slide to the ground. Eren left Levi’s side to run to his
friend, wrapping his arms around the shaken boy and glaring up at Reiner.
“You should apologize to Armin,” Eren spat, and Mike nodded in agreement.
Reiner glanced over at his coach and sighed. “Sorry, Armin. Give me a chance to
make it up to ya?”
“Hit the showers, Braun,” the coach ordered, his patience worn thin. As soon as
the blond alpha sulked away, he turned his attention to Eren and Armin. “How
are you getting home? Not with these two?” He nodded toward Levi and Mike. “I
don’t think I should allow that.”
“Oh, no, it’s fine!” Eren said quickly, smiling at the coach. “Levi is my soon-
to-be step-brother,” he said with a giggle. “It’s fine, you can call my aunt
and ask her yourself if you want.” Eren pulled his phone from his bag and
offered it casually to the coach.
He was so damn believable, Levi felt a chill run down his spine.
Maybe he really was reading way too much into things. Eren was a friendly kid,
that much was absolutely clear. The comment about his ass being nice as well
could have easily been a joke; just Eren’s way of teasing him that he’d caught
him looking. Hell, Eren had even introduced himself as Levi’s “new little
brother,” and he seemed particularly excited about having a roommate to hang
out with.
Levi completely missed the rest of the conversation between Eren and the coach,
distracted by the horror of his own thoughts. If Eren was thinking of him as
family and Levi was thinking about pulling the other teen into bed with him, it
was a disaster in the making.
Especially considering ever since he saw Jean leaning over Eren he’d wanted
nothing more than to mark the omega as his own in any way possible.
It wasn’t until after Eren had successfully charmed the coach that they were
able to leave, both of the omegas slipping into the backseat and Mike into the
front with Levi.
Levi glanced in the rearview mirror and saw the two boys whispering and
giggling, and Mike elbowed him suddenly.
“What’s so funny? I mean, besides Levi’s driving…” Mike playfully asked the
boys, earning more snickers from the back of the car and a roll of Levi’s eyes.
“Nothing,” Eren said casually, pulling out his phone.
“Is that right, blondie? I know what I heard…” Mike looked back at Armin over
his shoulder, the omega blushing furiously.
“It was nothing!” Armin protested, his voice going up an octave. Mike turned
forward in his seat with a pleased smirk.
A few minutes later, Mike tapped Levi discreetly to call attention to the two
omegas staring intensely at their phones, clearly texting back and forth while
sitting beside one another.
“So Armin,” Mike started, and the omega’s head snapped up. “I’m not really into
football, or the football players,” he chuckled and Eren smirked in the
backseat, “but, I thought maybe I’d come to the next game with Levi anyway.
What do you think?”
“Um…” Armin’s faced flushed and his blue eyes widened, the car falling silent
while everyone waited for his answer. “Yeah, that would be cool. Like, if you
were there.”
“Cool,” Mike said in agreement, relaxing against his seat.
Levi glanced over at him, an eyebrow raised in question. Had Mike just asked
Armin if he wanted to see him again, and that easily? He turned his eyes back
to the road, his grip tightening on the wheel. He’s already told Mike that Eren
and Armin weren’t ready to be hanging around with alphas, and now here Mike
was, hitting on Eren’s friend. Levi didn’t like it at all.
“That’s my house,” Armin said softly from the backseat, pointing to a small
cape cod on the right side of the road. “Er, well, my grandfather’s house.”
Levi pulled over and Mike got out of the car along with Armin, walking the
smaller blond to his front door, much to Levi’s uncertainty.
“Oh my god, they’re exchanging numbers!” Eren said excitedly from the backseat,
gripping Levi’s shoulder and giving it a sudden shake. “Aren’t they so cute
together?”
Levi glared at Mike from the car. It was clear the other alpha was flirting
with Armin and it annoyed him in ways he couldn’t quite express.
“I like him, the way he stood up for Armin was really cool,” Eren said, his
words lingering as Levi sat in contemplative silence. “I…. guess you’ll have to
come to the next game so you can keep him company… right?”
“Oh? Uh, yeah, I guess,” Levi agreed, biting into his lip as he watched the
other pair. The truth was that he wanted to be at the next game, every game, so
he could see Eren. He also didn’t much like the thought of the small brunet
being around the football team alone.
“Yeah…” Eren said quietly, slipping back into his seat and staring out the
window.
Mike came back to the car, smiling broadly as he got into his seat, and Levi
rolled his eyes and pulled away.
“Your friend is really sweet,” Mike said over his shoulder to Eren.
“Yeah,” Eren agreed softly, folding his hands in his lap and leaning against
the door.
Mike gave Levi a quizzical look, which Levi chose to ignore, frustrated with
his friend and determined to get him home as quickly as possible.
When they arrived at Mike’s house, he held the door open for Eren so the omega
could take his place in the front. Eren moved a little more slowly, lacking the
pep that Levi had grown accustomed to in the short time of knowing him. He was
quiet after Mike shut the door, simply fastening his seatbelt and keeping to
himself.
Levi looked over at him with concern as he pulled away, confused as to why he
seemed to be… disappointed.
“You can change the radio station if you want,” Levi offered weakly, his
version of a peace offering. He was far from an expert when it came to omegas,
but he was pretty sure then that Eren was upset with him.
“That’s okay,” Eren said, declining his offer and looking out the side window.
Levi swallowed, his stomach dropping. Eren was adorable, the sweetest person he
had probably ever met. He was so full of life and energy, and whatever Levi had
done, he’s sucked it right out of him.
The last thing in the world he wanted was for Eren to hate him.
He glanced over at the smaller teen, feeling a desperate panic he wasn’t quite
used to. He wanted Eren to smile and for his eyes to light up when he looked at
him. He wanted the other boy to sing cheesy songs and dance in his seat as he
had earlier that morning. He hated seeing Eren look so… sad.
Levi wracked his brain, trying to come up with what he could have said or done
to upset the omega, who looked so much smaller than usual leaning against the
door.
It hit him then, like a punch in the gut.
He had interfered with Jean.
Armin clearly hadn’t had any interest in Reiner. When Mike stepped in, it was
warranted and wanted. But, in contrast to Armin’s anxious struggle, Eren had
looked relaxed and even receptive to Jean’s flirting.
He’d had no right to go between them like he had. He’d been extremely jealous
and seeing another alpha hitting on Eren had made him see red.
He had no more right to do what he did than Reiner had.
Because of him, Eren was missing out on a date with a guy he’d probably been
mutually pining for, and most likely for quite a long time, too.
Eren had played it cool in front of Jean, probably not wanting to make a bad
situation worse with the guy he liked, but now that they were alone he didn’t
have to hide his disappointment any longer.
Levi felt terrible. Not only because he’d hurt Eren without meaning to, but
also because he’d selfishly transferred his own feelings onto the other teen
without even realizing it.
Eren saw him as a brother. He’d made that clear enough.
“This isn’t the way to my house,” Eren said, speaking up after Levi took a turn
with a clenched jaw.
“I know,” Levi said with guilt, wanting nothing more than to hide in his old
room for the remainder of the school year but knowing he needed to set things
right with Eren, no matter how difficult it was.
“I’m taking you to get pizza,” Levi said simply, driving toward the center of
town.
“Really?” Eren asked with thinly veiled surprise, finally turning his head to
look over at Levi hopefully.
“Yeah, well, I hope it’s okay,” Levi mumbled, scratching the back of his head.
“Do you wanna?”
“Yeah, definitely,” Eren said, smiling slightly.
A few minutes later, Levi parked at one of the pizzerias in town, bracing
himself for whatever he might need to deal with when they walked inside. If
Jean was there, he’d have to do the right thing and step back or offer to pick
Eren up later, no matter how much it sucked. No matter how much he hated even
the thought of another alpha being with Eren, it was more important to Levi
that Eren didn’t hate him.
He couldn’t allow himself to be selfish. It wasn’t right or fair.
Eren walked beside him into the pizzeria, the shorter teen’s arm rubbing
against Levi’s the entire way from the car. He was much closer than he
realistically needed to be, and Levi was puzzled, wondering if Eren was
nervous. He opened the door for Eren and then stepped inside, surveying the
room and letting out a breath he hadn’t realized he had been holding when he
didn’t see Jean or any of the other football players.
They must have gone to a different restaurant.
“Where should we sit?” Eren asked, looking up at him, the brightness having
returned to his eyes.
He didn’t look disappointed Jean wasn’t there at all.
“Uh…” Levi stammered in confusion, his eyes darting around the pizzeria. “I
guess one of the booths over there?”
“Okay!” Eren agreed, walking right beside him to the table and sliding into his
seat. He was smiling now. At Levi.
Levi didn’t know what to make of it.
A server came over immediately to take their order, two Pepsis and two slices
each of pepperoni pizza. Eren seemed pleased they preferred the same topping.
It would make ordering in go better, he explained, since his aunt likes
mushrooms and he hates them.
After the server left, things were quiet again. Levi didn’t know what to say,
but he was nervous.
“So, you were really good today,” Levi offered, rolling the wrapping of his
straw between his fingers. “Like your routines and stuff, you did awesome.”
“Thanks,” Eren said, his smile broadening. “You really think so?”
“Yeah,” Levi said truthfully, his heart racing at the way Eren’s eyes twinkled
with happiness. “You’re the only one I was watching, but I’m pretty sure you’re
probably the best on the team. I’m not surprised you win all those contests and
trophies and stuff. You’re really good.”
Eren blushed, and whatever negativity he seemed to be harboring toward Levi
looked to have disappeared in that moment, the teen tipping his head to catch
Levi’s steel eyes with his own.
“I’m really happy you came,” Eren said with genuine gratitude. “I was kind of
worried you might not show up. Or that you’d be really bored.”
“Oh, no…” Levi mumbled bashfully. “I wanted to be there. And if you want me to
come next time, if it’s still cool with you, I will.”
“Why wouldn’t it be cool with me?” Eren’s eyebrows pressed down and he smiled
with confusion at Levi.
“I don’t know,” Levi shrugged, looking away from Eren. “All the stuff that
happened after the game. I thought maybe you might rather have your aunt there
instead.”
“Uh, no,” Eren laughed with a snort. “I was really glad you were there.”
Levi looked up at Eren skeptically.
“Because of me, you missed out on a date with that guy,” Levi blurted out, his
eyebrow ticking upward when Eren laughed harder.
“With horse face?” Eren asked incredulously. “Are you kidding? You saved me.
I’d definitely rather be getting pizza with you.”
“Really?” Levi asked in disbelief. “But, he’s the quarterback…”
“Mmhmm,” Eren nodded, taking a slurp of his drink. “And also a douche nozzle.
Didn’t you see the way he grabbed me?”
“Yeah,” Levi spat. “It pissed me off.”
“Good!” Eren said with an enthusiastic nod. “He was being an asshole; it should
piss you off.”
“I… I thought you were mad that I screwed it up for you,” Levi mumbled. “I was
trying to protect you, but I thought maybe I went too far or whatever.”
Eren’s smile softened and the server appeared with their pizza, setting the
paper plates in front of each of them, though Eren’s attention stayed firmly on
Levi.
“Levi, if you ever go too far with something, I’ll tell you,” Eren said, taking
a bite of his pizza. “I’m not afraid to speak up for myself or tell someone to
back off. When you told me to get in the car, I told you I wasn’t gonna do
that, didn’t I?”
“Yeah,” Levi said thoughtfully, swallowing his food. Eren hadn’t held back in
the least, telling him straight up that he was going to stay right there with
him friend and back him up. “But, you didn’t say anything to Jean, so I
thought…”
“I didn’t say anything to Jean because I didn’t need to,” Eren said simply,
licking sauce from his fingers and drawing Levi’s eyes to his pink tongue. “It
got handled.”
Levi bit into his pizza, stirring in his seat as Eren’s tongue darted around
his fingers. Watching the damn omega eat dinner was turning him on. It was
hopeless. How the hell was he supposed to live with this kid?
“You know, you shouldn’t let alphas like that get so close to you in the first
place,” Levi said gruffly, the imagine of Jean leaning over Eren making him
feel aggressive all over again.
“Alphas like what?” Eren asked with interest, his mouth full of food.
“Ones that are just trying to hook up with you,” Levi muttered, glaring at the
piece of pepperoni that had fallen off his slice of pizza as though it were to
blame for his frustrating situation.
“Oh, you think that’s what he was up to?” Eren pressed.
“Well, yeah,” Levi huffed. “Besides, he was scenting you.”
“Was he?” Eren lifted his eyebrows, his teal eyes widening.
“Uh, yeah,” Levi snorted. “I saw him doing it clear across the yard.”
“Oh wow,” Eren murmured, setting down his crust. “Do you think that’s bad?”
“Kind of,” Levi said with discomfort, shifting again in his seat. “I mean, you
shouldn’t just let any random alpha do that with you. They’ll get ideas.”
“What kind of ideas?”
Levi scratched awkwardly at the buzzed hair on the back of his head. “Like,
about doing stuff with you.”
Eren blinked. “But, I was just standing against the wall. You’ve been closer to
me than Jean has…”
Levi’s stomach rolled and he felt a rush of panic, coughing and taking a drink
of his Pepsi to buy himself some time. “Well, yeah, maybe. But, it’s different
with me.”
Eren smiled just slightly as he picked up his own cup. “Yeah. I guess you’re
right,” he agreed.
Levi didn’t know what to think. If the other teen agreed it was different
because Eren trusted him and that he wasn’t going to think anything
inappropriate, if it was that he genuinely thought of Levi as a brotherly
figure, or if it was different because he actually did like Levi.
He had thought that maybe, just maybe, Eren was flirting with him, until he’d
made that comment about them being basically brothers again.
Levi paid for their pizza and Eren looked particularly pleased when Levi said
he was taking care of it. If it was because Eren wanted to think of it as a
date or because he got a free meal, Levi couldn’t be sure.
When they stepped out into the early autumn evening, the temperature had
dropped considerably. Eren shivered and stepped closer to Levi, his
cheerleading uniform not doing much to block the wind that had picked up while
they had been inside.
“Here,” Levi said, shucking off his black zip up hoodie and draping it over
Eren’s shoulders. It was much too big for him, but it would help keep him
comfortable until they got home.
“Thanks,” Eren said with a glowing smile, zipping it up and his arms
disappearing inside of it.
Levi’s heart pounded and his mouth filled with saliva, ancient instincts he’d
never experienced firsthand nearly bowling him over. Eren, the beautiful omega
he couldn’t stop thinking about, was wrapped up in his scent, and it left Levi
breathless.
“Y-you can keep it if you want,” Levi mumbled, opening up the passenger side
door for Eren so he didn’t have to pull his hands outside the sleeves. “It
looks better on you…”
“Okay,” Eren said softly, sinking into the hoodie in his seat until the collar
rested just beneath his nose.
Levi went to his side of the car and got in, the muscles all over his body and
face twitching as he tried to hold in whatever it was that had been awakened
from deep within him and was screaming to get out.
Chapter End Notes
     I had a pretty rough week when it comes to writing related stuff, and
     I just want to thank each of you that have read my stories with an
     open mind and given me your support and love. It means more than you
     could possibly imagine and why I worked so hard to get this update up
     today, before the weekend like I had promised <3
     A very special thank you to @britefairy3, for not only being an
     amazing beta, but a great friend as well <3
***** Chapter 5 *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
When they got home, Levi excused himself to his room to give himself some time
to think. Cindy was both surprised and pleased when Eren told her Levi had
brought him for pizza after the game, and the older omega commented on how nice
it was that they were getting along so well.
If she only knew, Levi had thought.
After giving Eren his hoodie, he hadn’t felt quite right. It was like he had a
surge of energy that left him restless and with no outlet for release. He kept
wanting to touch Eren; pull the car over and wrap his arms around him and grab
at his hair while he buried his face into his neck. He wanted to smell his
scent all over the other teen’s, mixing with the omega’s. Even the thought of
their combined scent made Levi’s heart race.
He took a cold shower and got changed into his pajamas, a black T shirt and
grey and black plaid pants, then flopped onto his bed and shut his eyes.
He didn’t know what to do.
He’d only known Eren for one day and he hadn’t stopped thinking about him for
even a moment over the past 24 hours. It was frightening in a way, to be so
consumed with someone else. What the hell was going to happen to him if he
didn’t figure out how to just get over it?
Levi pressed the palms of his hands into his eyes, groaning to himself. He
couldn’t relax. He kept wondering where in the house Eren was and what he was
doing, if he’d be coming upstairs soon and if he’d come into his bedroom again
to say goodnight. His thoughts went immediately to how beautiful Eren had
looked the night before in his pajamas, every little bit of forbidden skin that
was revealed each time he moved.
Levi bit into his lip. He wanted to touch Eren so badly, he could scream.
He got up, pacing around his room and working himself up into an anxious
frenzy.
Did Eren really only think of him as a brotherly figure? What about the way
he’d winked at him on the football field? Wasn’t that flirting? Was Levi
reading way too much into everything Eren did and taking his playfulness for
more than it really was?
His throat went dry and he felt like his chest was hurting.
“What the hell is happening to me?” he croaked, looking at his pained
reflection in the mirror that hung above his dresser. Yeah, they had covered it
all in health class, but it didn’t make it any less terrifying that it was
actually happening to him. He had always thought it was exaggerated bullshit.
He’d never felt anything being around any omegas and he didn’t think he ever
would.
Now it was like this one kid was making his hormones go haywire.
And it was all happening so fast.
Reluctantly, Levi left the bedroom, heading downstairs to the kitchen to get
himself a glass of water. His throat felt like it was swelling shut and a cold
drink seemed like a better option than a cigarette.
Ever since he’d seen Eren’s disappointment that he was smoking, the whole thing
seemed pretty unappealing.
He got ice from the dispenser and went to the sink, feeling something hit his
shoulder from behind.
He turned around and there was Eren, leaning over the back of the living room
sofa, pegging him with popcorn.
“Come on, loser, we’re gonna watch Catfish,” the brunet said around a mouthful
of popcorn, as if the rest of Levi’s evening had already been decided for him
and there was no need for any discussion.
Levi’s grip tightened on his glass and he stared back at Eren. The other teen
was still wearing his hoodie, making butterflies go crazy in Levi’s stomach,
but now it was unzipped and he has his pajamas on underneath.
Eren had gotten changed and put Levi’s hoodie back on.
“Uh, okay,” Levi said, unable to resist joining the omega – even if he
realistically should.
Propriety and common sense be damned, he wanted to be close to Eren again.
Levi’s hoodie was large on Eren and it hung off one shoulder, revealing a flash
of skin that immediately drew Levi’s eyes. He had on a loose, mint green tank
top with a ruffle that went up the front and white, pastel floral cotton shorts
that were tied in the front with a mint ribbon. Best of all, he wore knee high
toe socks in a pastel rainbow pattern, something that managed to make him look
the most confusing combination of innocent and sexy that Levi had ever seen.
He took a seat beside Eren and the other boy grinned, flopping back against
some pillows with his attention squarely on Levi.
“Hi.” Eren said simply, stuffing a few more pieces of popcorn into his mouth
casually, the bowl resting in the crook of his arm and about an inch of his
belly exposed.
“Hey,” Levi said as he exhaled, running his eyes over Eren’s body as the heat
rose in his cheeks. “What’s up with these?” he asked, grabbing onto Eren’s
little toe and wiggling it.
“Do you like em?” Eren asked, plopping his feet into Levi’s lap. “Santa brought
them for me last year, but I’m pretty sure it was actually Aunt Cindy.” He
winked playfully at Levi and wiggled his toes. “It’s like each of my toes has
their own little sweater.”
Levi chuckled, taking Eren’s small foot into his hand. “That’s cute,” he
blurted out before he could stop himself, twisting the omega’s tiny, rainbow
toes.
“That tickles!” Eren exclaimed, trying to squirm away as Levi tightened his
grip on his foot. “Oh hell no,” he gasped, grabbing one of the pillows behind
him and chucking it at Levi’s head.
“That’s it,” Levi proclaimed, grasping Eren’s ankle and running his fingers
over the arch of his foot. “You asked for it.”
“No!” Eren squealed, popcorn spilling from the bowl he was holding and onto the
couch. “This is a war crime!”
“A war crime?” Levi asked, amused, as he gave Eren a moment to catch his
breath. “What?”
“Levi, it’s torture,” Eren said so very seriously that Levi burst out laughing.
“You’re ridiculous,” Levi said with a grin, loosening his grip on Eren’s foot
but not moving his hand.
“And you’re barbaric,” Eren said as he wiggled himself into a more comfortable
position on the shifted pillows and stuffed another handful of popcorn into his
mouth.
“It could be worse, I could be a football player,” Levi said with a shrug.
Eren snorted and giggled.
“Mmm. True,” he said with a smile.
Eren suddenly sat up, perking with interest as his television show came on and
scooting closer to grab Levi’s arm with a greasy hand and shake it. “It’s
starting! I freaking love this show.”
Levi glanced at his arm, then up at Eren, who was already staring at the TV
with rapt interest.
It was all new for Levi, he wasn’t really one to watch reality shows or MTV.
But, at that point it wasn’t like he’d say no to watching grass grow if he got
to do it with Eren.
Eren leaned against his side, sloppily shoving popcorn into his mouth, wide
eyed and entranced. He occasionally made comments, giving his opinion on what
was going to happen or explaining to Levi why the person that called the show
should have picked up or this or that.
His excitement was adorable and much more interesting to Levi than the actual
show. Occasionally, their hands would bump together in the popcorn bowl, and
Levi’s heart would skip a beat. Touching Eren was a treat, no matter how
innocuous the situation was.
“Holy crap, it was his cousin!” Eren cried out, bouncing beside Levi and
slapping his arm. “Oh my god, I can’t… I can’t even… do you see this?”
“Yeah, wow,” Levi agreed, watching Eren’s animated reaction with a warm feeling
in his chest.
He wanted to hug him, pull him close and kiss the side of his head, tell him
that he was too cute for his own good.
“I gotta text Armin,” Eren said purposely, grabbing his phone from the coffee
table. “This is nuts.”
“You’ve got grease all over your fingers,” Levi pointed out, raising an
eyebrow.
“Oh.” Eren casually slipped one finger into his mouth, then another. Levi’s
eyes widened. “What?” Eren mumbled around his fingers.
“Uh… um…” Levi stammered, unable to peel his eyes from the other boy’s slick,
pink lips. “Do you really think that’ll even work?”
“Sure,” Eren said with a shrug, releasing his own fingers and grabbing Levi’s
wrist. Before the dark haired alpha could say a word, Eren sucked two of his
fingers into his mouth, running his tongue over them and in between them to
lick off the greasy butter.
For a moment, Levi felt like he couldn’t breathe, his eyes locked with Eren’s.
It was playful but erotic, and the way that Eren looked at him through his
lashes made something stir inside Levi. His own lips parted and he licked over
them as he pressed his fingers down on Eren’s hot tongue.
Eren’s eyes slammed shut and he moaned so softly, Levi wanted to toss him over
his shoulder and carry him to his bedroom, keep him there for himself forever.
“Eren…” he whispered, lost in the moment, watching the other boy’s beautiful
face relax and submit to the pressure.
“Mmm?” Eren hummed, his back arching and hips lifting as his muscles loosened
before Levi’s eyes.
The sound of a key in the door was more unwelcome than a tornado, and Levi’s
blood ran cold. Eren’s eyes flew open and Levi pulled his fingers from the
other teen’s mouth, turning away from him quickly and grabbing for a pillow to
hold in his lap. Eren blinked rapidly and brought his phone to his face, just
as Kenny opened the door and stepped into the living room.
“Well, I didn’t expect to see you two hanging out together!” Kenny said in
surprise, giving Levi an approving nod as he hung his fedora on a hook by the
door. “I guess the football game didn’t kill Levi after all?”
“Nope!” Eren shouted casually over to Kenny, pretending to be engrossed in some
serious texting. “I was awesome as usual and Levi thanked me for getting to
witness my greatness firsthand.”
Kenny chuckled and glanced over at Levi curiously. The young alpha could feel
his uncle’s eyes on him and his face flushed a darker shade of pink while he
stared intensely at the television. He envied Eren’s acting ability. He was
sure he looked anything but casual at that moment.
“Don’t stay up too late, you two have school tomorrow,” Kenny said as he made
his way toward the stairs. If he had picked up that anything else was going on,
he didn’t seem interested in making any further comments about it.
“Okay, dad,” Eren chirped, and Levi gave him a side eye. “What?” he asked with
a small smile and a smirk.
“Nothing,” Levi sighed, sinking back against the couch. He didn’t want Eren to
think of Kenny as a father figure any more than he wanted Eren to think of him
like a sibling. “It’s just… you know, I’m not your brother. Even if Kenny and
Cindy got married, he wouldn’t be your dad and I wouldn’t be your brother.
We’re not… like… related, and you shouldn’t say stuff like we are.”
“Oh?” Eren asked innocently, rolling onto his knees and kneeling beside Levi on
the couch, his head cocked with interest. “Does that… bother you for some
reason?”
Levi bristled, crossing his arms and looking away from Eren. It bothered him a
lot, actually. He didn’t want Eren looking at him like he was family when Levi
was looking at him like… like…
Like he wanted to see what would have happened if he’d pulled his fingers from
Eren’s mouth and replaced them with his tongue.
“Well, you’re like, confusing people,” Levi said, unable to make eye contact
with the smaller teen. “So maybe you should stop. Because you might be joking,
but some people might be taking you seriously and not know what to think.”
“Some people…” Eren repeated, his smile softening. “I definitely don’t want
some people to be confused. You know I only told the coach you were practically
my brother today so he’d let us leave with you, yeah? I wasn’t being serious…
more like, um, opportunistic?”
Levi glanced over at Eren and the other was still smiling, his eyebrows lifted
expectantly.
“You just called Kenny dad,” Levi argued weakly, his eyes skimming Eren’s face
and trying to get a proper read on him.
Eren giggled, scooting closer to Levi and looking him straight in the eyes. “I
was only teasing him, Levi. I didn’t realize it bothered you so much.”
“It… it doesn’t bother me,” Levi argued quietly, scratching awkwardly at the
back of his neck. “It’s just that it’s, you know… I don’t really understand…”
“I know you’re not my brother, Levi,” Eren interrupted, eyes sparkling with
amusement. “I’ll stop making jokes about it and confusing… people. Okay?”
“Yeah, well, okay,” Levi mumbled, turning his eyes back to the television but
not really seeing what was on it. Eren didn’t actually consider him to be like
a brother, that was at least something. It didn’t, however, mean the kid liked
him.
“You need to relax,” Eren said pointedly, flopping onto his side with his head
landing on the pillow in Levi’s lap, much to the young alpha’s surprise. “And
stop worrying about what other people think. I don’t.”
Levi opened his mouth, then slowly shut it. Hedidn’t worry about what other
people thought. He’d always had the attitude that he’d live his life how he saw
fit and if other people didn’t like it, that was their problem. It was only
since he met Eren that he’d become so concerned about it. He didn’t want to
piss off Cindy and Kenny and fuck up whatever it was that he wanted with Eren.
There was no way that they would be cool with Levi dating Cindy’s omega nephew
that lived in the same house. Cindy didn’t even want Eren riding a bus with
alphas.
“I… yeah,” Levi agreed, looking down into his lap as Eren shifted around while
he got himself comfortable, nuzzling his face against the pillow and a putting
a small, warm hand on Levi’s thigh. He was so small and precious and Levi could
feel his heart swelling.
“Watch one more show with me?” Eren asked sweetly, and Levi couldn’t even
consider saying no. Having the omega in his lap this way was so deeply
fulfilling, he didn’t want them to move for the rest of the night.
“Yeah,” he agreed, ever so gently draping his hand around Eren’s exposed
shoulder. The little omega hummed and relaxed under his hand like Levi’s touch
was magical, and the alpha watched in wonder as Eren snuggled himself into his
lap and kneaded his leg with tiny, glittery fingers.
Levi felt a surge of protectiveness rush through him and he exhaled with a
shaky breath. He wanted this so badly, to hold Eren and make him feel safe and
content. He had a big personality, but the omega was small and delicate, and
Levi wanted to wrap him up in his arms and scent and ward off anything that
could ever hurt him.
It was all happening so quickly, but it didn’t make it any less real. He wanted
so much more than to crawl on top of the gorgeous omega and make him writhe and
cry out with pleasure. He wanted to bite him, keep him, dedicate himself to the
smaller teen. He wanted to protect him from all of the Jeans and Reiners and he
wanted to make sure Eren never lost the sparkle he had that made him so
irresistible and beautiful inside. He wanted to be the best he could be so he
could give Eren everything, because Levi knew he deserved the world.
Eren’s eyes shut and Levi dropped his eyes down from the television he hadn’t
been paying attention to so he could watch the sweet boy sleep. This was
natural, it was what was supposed to happen, he reasoned. He was an alpha, he
was nearly an adult, it only made sense that he’d be drawn to such a perfect
potential mate the way he was. Pairs used to bond when they were even younger,
before there had been such a push for omegas to control their heats and have
more opportunities and choices with their futures. The movement had been before
Levi had been born, and while he understood and agreed with omegas having more
options, he also knew that the way he felt toward Eren wasn’t crazy. It was
natural and how alphas had felt for as long as anyone could remember. The
magnetic pull that was nearly obsessive toward that one, special omega was what
nature had intended. It meant that omegas and their young would have a provider
and protector, one that wouldn’t abandon them for another, one that would give
them their all to keep them alive, safe and healthy.
Levi brushed the back of his hand over Eren’s soft cheek, unable to even
breathe when he touched his flushed skin. If he wanted Eren to like him back,
to choose him as well in this centuries old dance, he needed to show himself as
the best possible alpha he could. It was clear that Eren wasn’t impressed by
superficial displays of strength or games, otherwise he would have gone for
Jean or one of the other football players already. That he hadn’t bonded to one
of them already meant he was looking for more, whether consciously or not, and
Levi was inclined to prove he had what it took to make Eren want him.
He ran his hand through Eren’s bunny soft hair and down the back of his neck,
pausing when the boy shivered in his lap. Levi waited, his heart pounding,
until the other boy had settled back in against him and was motionless again.
Levi ran the tips of his fingers across Eren’s petite collar bone, swallowing
hard when the other boy hummed and rolled onto his back, his soft belly up to
Levi and his head turned and neck exposed. The young alpha licked over his
lips, too taken with the sight to even think of how grateful he should be that
there was a pillow between himself and Eren. It hit on his primal instincts in
a way he had never experienced and mindlessly, Levi brought a shaking hand to
Eren’s partially exposed stomach and slipped his fingers beneath his tank top,
splaying his hand over the omega’s warm, vulnerable middle. He bit into his lip
to stop himself from panting, his body going rigid without warning.
“I have to bring you to bed, I shouldn’t… I want…” Levi whispered, painfully
shutting his eyes. He knew Eren couldn’t hear him, but he said it anyway,
trying desperately to explain himself to the sleeping omega but unable to find
the words. “I want you so much it hurts,” he admitted, raking his fingertips
lightly over the other boy’s belly. “I don’t know what you want, but I’m so
crazy about you, I’d do anything. You’re perfect.”
He forced himself to get up then, gently pulling the limp omega into his arms
and carrying him up the stairs to Eren’s bedroom, kissing his arm as he held
him protectively. The other teen curled against him and rubbed his cheek
against his chest and Levi’s heart clenched. He wished Eren wasn’t asleep, that
he could be sure it really meant something, that he found his scent comforting
and wanted Levi to smell like him. But, it was all a lot less scary when the
other boy was asleep and Levi didn’t have to worry about saying something
stupid or fucking things up.
He laid Eren into his bed, pulling the pink sequined comforter up over the
omega’s shoulders as he nestled into his pillows.
“You probably think I’m an idiot,” he whispered, brushing Eren’s hair back from
his forehead. “I don’t know how to be when I’m around you. I’ve never felt like
this before about anyone. I don’t want to screw it up… I know I should relax,
but I can’t. You’re too important to me already. I want to be everything for
you, but I’ve never done this before.”
Levi leaned in to hug the omega, slipping his nose behind Eren’s ear and
groaning softly, unable to hold it back. He smelled so delicious, Levi
instinctively began to mouth at his sensitive skin, play biting against it in a
fog.
Rationality disappeared for a few moments, and Levi felt overwhelmed with the
desire, need, to make Eren his. His breath was ragged and wet against Eren’s
neck, his cock painfully hard and leaking between his legs. He wanted to watch
Eren’s hips cant back toward him, the omega’s own eyes dazed with want. He
wanted to taste him, make him his mate in the most traditional way, bury
himself deep inside his tight, wet heat and knot him.
“Oh god,” Levi mumbled, pulling away from Eren’s neck and staggering backward,
sweating and panting, his hips itching to fuck into the bed, the floor,
anywhere he could get some friction.
He left Eren’s room as quickly as he could, locking himself in their shared
bathroom and turning on the shower. He looked at his reflection in the mirror,
his eyes wild and pupils dilated.
“Fuck,” he muttered. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” He slammed his hands into the counter,
dropping his head with frustration.
He had never had these thoughts before and they were so intense, so
overwhelming. He’d never given much thought to knotting, not even taking
interest in looking at the porn of it when his curious friends had in the past.
The desire had come out of nowhere and it was so powerful it had left the young
alpha shaking with a swollen, dripping cock that was demanding attention in a
way he’d never dealt with, not even the night before when he’d humped his
mattress and his fist until he was exhausted enough to fall asleep.
He stripped down and forced himself into the cold shower, growling through his
teeth as he braced himself against the tile wall with one hand and fisted at
his cock with the other. He was aggressive and fast, his muscles flexing under
the chilling spray that had no impact on his lust, eyes screwed shut and
shoulders hunched.
Levi couldn’t get the image of Eren out of his mind, naked and wet, slick
between his legs and squirming on Levi’s bed. Eren begging him to fuck him,
begging him to give him his knot, kissing the swell at the base of his cock
while Levi reached behind him and slipped his fingers into his needy cunt.
He slammed his foot down into the shower floor, cumming hard into his hand at
the thought of thrusting his knot into the sweet, little omega, filling him up
with his seed and making Eren all his, his beautiful mate, leaving no question
to anyone who he belonged to.
Levi panted under the cold spray, his skin prickling with more than goosebumps,
eyes wide and wild.
How the hell was he supposed to come back from this?
Chapter End Notes
     Thank you as always to @britefairy03 for beta reading this for me and
     all the wonderful feedback and discussions about these two nerds <3
     Thank you all for reading! <3
***** Chapter 6 *****
Chapter Notes
     A short chapter as a late Easter gift <3
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Levi’s heart skipped a beat when he descended the stairs the following morning
and caught eyes with Eren at the kitchen table. The omega was already dressed
and in his school uniform with Levi’s hoodie over it, a wad of pancakes stuffed
to one side of his mouth as he stared right at Levi. Instead of his usual smile
and casual nature, he seemed deep in thought, his gaze calculated and critical.
“Uh, hey,” Levi said awkwardly, sliding into his seat. He furrowed his brows
when Eren mumbled a “hey” around his mouthful of food and went back to
shoveling his breakfast into his mouth. The other teen didn’t seem himself at
all, though it was possible Eren wasn’t much of a morning person until after
he’d eaten.
“I’m running late,” Cindy said, slapping a plate down in front of Levi and then
pausing behind Eren to bend down and kiss his hair. “Levi, Eren has hip hop and
ballet after his cheerleading practice. Armin’s grandfather is going to give
them a ride to the dance studio in between, but I need you to pick Eren up when
it’s over. He has a private today after his regular classes. What time are you
done, sweetheart?”
“8:30,” Eren mumbled around his food, seemingly annoyed by her interruption.
“Right, so you’ll be there to pick him up, Levi?” she asked expectantly, and
Levi nodded slowly, his attention on how stressed Eren seemed to be. Maybe it
had something to do with his dance classes?
“Yeah, no problem,” he agreed, and she offered him a quick smile and kissed
Kenny on the cheek as he came into the room on her way out the door.
Kenny went to pour himself some coffee and Eren got up from the table abruptly,
leaving his plate behind as he alighted the steps in a daze.
In spite of the five-star breakfast Cindy had managed to throw together for
him, Levi felt like he had lost his appetite.
“So you two are getting along, huh?” Kenny said, sitting down at the table and
watching Levi have a staring contest with his eggs.
“Um, I guess, we were, I don’t know,” Levi stammered, shrugging his shoulders
and opting to shove a piece of toast into his mouth to shut himself up.
“Is something wrong? You two seemed like old friends last night,” Kenny
pressed, causing Levi to sigh.
“I… I don’t know. He seemed really weird when I came down,” Levi explained. “I
have no idea why.”
As soon as the words left his mouth, his blood ran cold.
Had Eren been awake the night before?
Had Eren heard the things he’d said?
Did Eren know what he’d done?
The teen went pale, his eyes widening and settling unfocused on the table. He
thought the toast he’d just eaten was going to find its way back onto his
plate.
“He’s probably just moody like his aunt,” Kenny teased, taking a sip of his
coffee and watching Levi carefully. “You like him though?”
“What?!” Levi asked with panic, his throat tightening as he slid his chair back
from the table. “No! No way, he’s Cindy’s nephew, I wouldn’t go there… Cindy
would kill me and probably you, too, and I’m not going to do anything stupid…”
Anything else stupid.
“I meant as a friend,” Kenny said, casually taking a bite of his own toast and
raising an eyebrow.
“Oh! Oh…”
Levi couldn’t hide the guilt from his face.
“Yeah, I mean, he’s good, he’s an alright friend, yeah,” Levi rambled, standing
up quickly and nearly knocking over his chair. He needed to get away from
Kenny. This was a conversation he was not interested in having. “I need to go
get Eren, so we’re not late,” he continued, his words scrambling together as
they flew from his mouth and he stalked wide-eyed toward the stairs.
This day had certainly started off like shit.
He should probably talk to Eren about the things he said. Let the omega know he
wasn’t going to push and that he understood he crossed some lines and it
wouldn’t happen again. He’d have to apologize for whatever it was he did to his
neck, and all he could do was pray that the other teen hadn’t heard him in the
bathroom. He wasn’t sure his pride could take it.
But, if Eren was upset with him over what had happened the night before, why
was he still wearing Levi’s hoodie? Why had he put it on and wrapped himself up
in his scent if Levi had freaked him out? It didn’t make any sense.
When Levi came upon Eren’s bedroom door, the scene was radically different than
it had been the day before. Instead of seeing the omega singing and jumping on
his bed to loud music, the other boy was standing near his dresser, staring
silently at something he held in his hands.
He didn’t notice Levi was there at all.
Unwilling to make things any worse by watching him, Levi knocked softly on the
bedroom door.
Eren jumped, shoving whatever it was that he’d been holding back into his
drawer and turning to Levi, his eyes wide and wild as he pushed it closed with
his back.
“Hey…” Eren said weakly, offering Levi a small smile. “I… didn’t hear you come
up.”
“I just got here,” Levi said defensively, wincing and internally kicking
himself for how obvious that made it sound that he was trying to cover up that
he’d seen something he clearly wasn’t supposed to.
“It’s okay,” Eren assured him, though the way his fingers fidgeted with the
sides of his school skirt belied his words.
“Is… everything actually okay?” Levi asked carefully. He bit his lip and looked
over his shoulder. Kenny wasn’t one to eavesdrop, at least Levi didn’t think he
would, but if he was going to have to talk about the night before he wanted to
spare himself any additional audience. He stepped into the room and put his
hand on Eren’s door, looking over to the other teen with a questioning look.
“Can I?”
Eren nodded and Levi shut the door, walking into the middle of the room and
scratching the back of his head. “You seem kinda… like something is bothering
you. And um, if it’s something I did or said that made you upset…”
“No,” Eren said bluntly, releasing his skirt from his hands and holding them
out in front of himself, signaling to Levi to stop. “You haven’t said or done
anything wrong and I’m not upset about anything.”
Eren was so firm, Levi found himself believing the other teen. Maybe Eren
really hadn’t heard anything and it all actually was something else. Still, he
was acting strangely and it worried Levi.
“I just… I’m a little stressed,” Eren admitted, cocking his head and giving
Levi a small shrug. “Like, I just… I decided what I want to do about some stuff
and it’s not a bad thing, it’s just… you know… new?”
Levi squinted his eyes, trying to understand what Eren meant. “If you want to
talk about it, like, with me… I’ll listen. I probably shouldn’t give you advice
cause my life is shit compared to yours, but I mean, I’m here for you if you
need to talk to someone. You do seem like you’re pretty stressed out, maybe
talking will help? I don’t know, I’m bad at this… I’m sorry…”
I’m bad at this, but I’ll do anything for you, Levi thought to himself.
Eren’s face softened and he shook his head, shiny pink lips slowly curling into
a sweet, genuine smile. “No, I don’t need to talk about it. I… actually feel a
lot better now.”
“You do?” Levi asked with surprise, and the other boy nodded at him, taking a
few steps toward Levi and wrapping his arms around his waist. This hug wasn’t
tight and full of energy like the one he’d given him the first day he’d shown
him his bedroom. It was soft and relaxed, Eren’s body melting against Levi’s
own as the shorter teen rested his cheek against his chest.
“I really do,” Eren said truthfully, nodding his head in a way that made his
cheek rub against Levi’s shirt. “You’re not bad at this. It means a lot to me
that you noticed I was feeling weird and cared enough to ask me about it and
listen.”
Levi’s chest clenched and he swallowed thickly, wrapping his arms loosely
around Eren’s body. He wanted terribly to believe Eren’s hug was more than
friendly and that the omega was rubbing his scent onto him, but he couldn’t
really be sure.
“Yeah, well, I do care,” Levi said quietly, lightly running his palms over his
hoodie that Eren was wearing and leaning down to brush his jaw and cheek
against the other boy’s hair. He couldn’t help himself, he needed his scent on
Eren. He felt pathetic, but Eren had come into his arms and his body felt as
though it was on autopilot. “And I’m always here for you. You don’t have to go
through stuff alone, okay?”
“Okay,” Eren agreed, shutting his eyes and taking in a long, slow breath.
Instinctively, Levi tightened his embrace, lowering his nose into Eren’s hair
and copying the omega’s behavior without any thought, breathing in his sweet
scent and feeling his body warm almost instantly.
“You’re… you’re sure you’re not mad at me?” Levi asked, his words hot against
Eren’s scalp. “Or, like, anything?”
“Levi… no,” Eren murmured, his small hands twisting into the back of the young
alpha’s shirt. “We’re good. I promise.”
His eyelids felt so heavy, and Levi was ready to crawl back into Eren’s bed
with him, school be damned, and spend the rest of the day holding him like
this. He could feel the tension leaving the smaller teen’s body, like he’d
pulled all of the stress from Eren with his hug, and he wanted nothing more
than for this peace, this little piece of heaven, to last as long as possible.
Kenny yelling from downstairs that they were going to be late only partially
snapped Levi out of his fog. Eren made no move to let go of Levi, so the alpha
put his hand behind his neck and guided the other boy out of his bedroom. Eren
was still uncharacteristically quiet and subdued when they got to the front
door, and Levi held back a snarl toward Kenny for interrupting his moment of
bliss with Eren.
He tried in vain not to look when the omega bent over to buckle his shoes,
shifting uncomfortably as he felt Kenny’s eyes on him. Levi ran his hand
through is hair with frustration, bitterly biting down on his lip and snatching
his bag from the hook near the front door. Without any further consideration,
he took Eren’s as well, along with his dance bag, and he avoided turning back
to Kenny.
“Oh, thanks,” Eren said with a soft smile when he stood and faced Levi, also
either avoiding Kenny’s gaze or completely oblivious to the fact that they were
being watched.
Levi opened the door for Eren, his jaw clenched shut.
“Have a good day,” Kenny said with a smirk in his voice and Levi grunted in
response, following Eren out to his car.
The other teen was still quiet, uninterested in fiddling with the radio and
dancing in his seat as he had done the day before. However, he did seem more at
ease than when Levi had first seen him.
“So, uh, no selfie today?” Levi asked when he stopped at a red light.
“Oh? Yeah… you wanna?” Eren asked with surprise, pulling out his phone.
“Sure,” Levi said easily, putting his arm around Eren when the other teen
leaned toward him, pulling him closer until their cheeks touched.
Eren fumbled with his phone, seemingly unable to open up his camera for a few
moments, tiny, glittery fingers swirling all over the screen. Finally, he
lifted it, grinning into the camera, his green eyes sparkling with excitement.
Levi smiled just slightly, steel eyes squarely on the camera to stare down
anyone that looked at the picture, his arm draped over Eren’s chest in what he
hoped would be a statement to all of the other alphas to back off.
Eren was his.
The light turned green and Eren moved back to his seat, dropping his phone into
his lap and sucking on his lip.
“Aren’t you gonna put it on Instagram?” Levi asked, glancing over at Eren whose
eyebrows lifted.
“Um… Instagram?” Eren asked, eyelashes fluttering as he blinked rapidly. “I
didn’t think you went on there…?”
“Mike does,” Levi said simply, turning into the parking lot of Eren’s school.
“Oh,” Eren said thoughtfully, wrapping his hand loosely around his phone. “So
um, you want me to then?”
“Yeah,” Levi nodded, glancing over at the mystified omega. Of course Levi
wanted him to post it. He wanted every alpha in the country to know that Eren
was taken.
Even if it was only in Levi’s fantasies.
“Yeah, okay…” Eren said with a little smile as Levi pulled up in front of his
school. “I guess I’ll see you at like 8:30?”
“Yup, ride or die, right?” Levi asked, holding out his fist to Eren.
“Yeah.” Eren bumped his fist into Levi’s, his smile widening. He opened the
door and slipped outside, calling out that he’d see him later over his shoulder
as he half skipped into the school, bags slung over his shoulders but still
light on his feet.
He was too fucking cute; Levi couldn’t help but grin.
When he parked at his school, he pulled out his phone, calling up Eren’s
Instagram and smiling so broadly at what he saw that he’d be embarrassed if
another soul had seen him in such a state.
“Me and my Levi”
If only Eren knew how true that caption really was, Levi thought to himself,
shutting his eyes and tipping his head back against the headrest. He would give
Eren everything, he knew it, he just needed a chance to prove it.
Levi looked back into his hand at his phone, biting into his smiling lip as he
wrote out a text to Eren.
“I’m here for whatever you need – not just rides. Hope your day gets better.”
He got out of his car and headed toward his own school, pausing when he felt
his phone vibrate in his pocket.
“I don’t think it could get any better than it just did ;)”
Levi slipped his phone back into his pocket, bracing himself for another long
day apart from Eren that would likely drag, ready to accept the omega’s
challenge.
Eren’s day would get even better. Levi would make sure of it.
Chapter End Notes
     The next chapter will have more meat to it. I thought what I'd
     written so far could stand alone and I'd give you all a little
     something sooner cause I love you <3
***** Chapter 7 *****
Chapter Notes
     My apologies this chapter took me a few days longer than I expected!
     All told, my updates for A Matter of Perspective ending up being
     around 18,000 words and then I got sick because of course I did.
     Anyway, you get an extra long chapter for being so patient. These
     chapters generally run shorter than AMoP, but have 10,000 words of
     feels courtesy of your friendly neighborhood abo peddler <3
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School was hell that day.
Levi had never really enjoyed being there to begin with, he thought most of it
was a waste of time and inapplicable to real life or any career he’d ever have.
But, the state demanded he sit through some pompous asshole pontificating about
Shakespeare and another one forcing him to solve meaningless equations because,
apparently, that would make him a well-rounded adult.
It had been bad enough when he wanted to leave to go skate with his friends or
shotgun some of Kenny’s beer on their old apartment balcony. But, now, being
separated from Eren?
He felt like clawing himself out of his own skin.
Oh, he’d had his opinions on the stupidity of the nation’s secondary school
system before, but now that it was forcing him to be away from Eren for seven
hours a day?
It felt like state sanctioned imprisonment.
His legs bounced erratically and he grit his teeth, staring at the clock that
refused to move even though he tried to will it to with his icy glare. Ever
since Eren had hugged him, Levi had felt compelled to stay near him. It wasn’t
something he could really explain, but it made him feel edgy and anxious, like
he wasn’t doing something he was supposed to be, even though he had no idea
what such thing actually was.
He wondered if the school had allowed Eren to keep his hoodie on during the
day, and he shut his eyes to picture the omega and how tiny he had looked in
his clothes. It made Eren smell like him, like he belonged to Levi, and the
mere implication of that made the young alpha’s vision blur.
What he wouldn’t give to crawl on top of Eren’s warm little body and tease him
with his teeth and tongue until the other boy was a needy, squirming mess of
want. To listen to him whine when he told him he had to wait and watch Eren
bite down on his fist to stifle his moans. The way his beautiful omega would
whimper when he came and tighten around Levi like a hot vice.
Levi snapped his pen in half and was excused to the restroom to wash the black
ink from his hand.
He narrowed his eyes at his own reflection in the mirror, a low growl vibrating
in his throat. If he could get Eren, he’d leave school right then, carry him
home and claim him in that hideous bedroom, fuck him so hard everyone in the
neighborhood would know that he was taken.
Or he would return to reality and lose his nerve.
Levi looked down at his hands in the sink, cursing himself and his shitty
situation. When he and Eren were apart, it seemed like he either found himself
experiencing a considerable amount of anxiety, a relentless erection, or both.
Had he really become so depraved over some omega that he was considering
jerking off in the filthy boy’s bathroom at school that reeked of stale
cigarettes and piss?
But, Eren wasn’t just some omega.
He sparkled in a way that made Levi feel a warmth inside that the young alpha
wasn’t accustomed to.
It was pure happiness. Not the sort that came temporarily from a bottle or a
blunt, but real, true joy. Eren’s energy was contagious in the best sort of
way.
Levi dried his hands, sighing harshly with frustration. He didn’t know what to
do. He’d never had any sort of role model on how to treat an omega, how to
pursue one in a serious way. Times had changed and it was complicated – and
they sure as shit didn’t cover anything practical in health class.
They talked a lot about “the right time” – but how the hell did anyone know
when that was? What did it even mean?
If now wasn’t the right time to claim Eren as his own, would someone else step
in and take him out from right under his nose? What if Jean kept sticking his
nose in Eren’s neck and gave him his varsity jacket?
Levi growled again at the thought of the other alpha, slamming his palm into
the cool, tile wall.
He’d be damned if he’d ever let that asshole near Eren again.
The next time Eren saw Jean, Levi would make sure Eren was so thick with his
scent that it would be a statement to anyone that walked within five feet of
him, loud and clear, that he was Levi’s.
The door opened and he got a strange look from a freshman. He realized then
that he was nearly panting, his hands balled up into fists and ready to fight.
The other boy turned and walked out without a word, and Levi shook his head,
admonishing himself for his lack of composure. He had to pull himself together.
He wouldn’t see Eren for another three hours.
No.
Levi’s heart sank. Eren had dance after cheerleading practice. He wouldn’t be
able to be with him again until well into the night.
He frowned and pulled his phone from his pocket, checking Eren’s Instagram
again and smirking longingly at the picture of them together.
They made a really nice pair.
There was a new picture, of Eren with his lunch, wide eyed with French fries
dripping at the ends with ketchup stuck under his upper lip.
“Vampire walrus gon drink ur blood losers”
Levi chuckled, rolling his eyes and covering his mouth with his hand. The kid
was ridiculous, but Levi absolutely adored him.
And the teen that had rejected social media all this time made his own
Instagram account then, for the sole purpose of following the dork and leaving
him comments.
“My Eren.”
It wasn’t nearly enough, but it left him satisfied enough to return to his
classes for the remainder of the afternoon, his cheek resting against his hand
as he wondered just how Eren would react when he saw.
It took only slight convincing to get Mike to go with him to the football field
after school, the other alpha somewhat hesitant that it might be just a bit
much.
Levi had glowered at him until he’d changed his mind.
Mike and Armin had been texting all night, and Mike was pretty sure he wouldn’t
think it was too weird for them to show up and watch a practice, but for Levi
to suggest such a thing surprised him.
“You’re really keeping it subtle, huh?” Mike asked as they walked toward the
field and Levi stared straight ahead with the sort of fierce determination that
could rival any quarterback. “I’m pretty sure… practices don’t usually have an
audience…”
“You saw the way those guys were yesterday,” Levi grumbled, shoving his hands
into his pockets. “I just want to be here in case something happens.”
“In case that guy didn’t get the message yesterday?” Mike asked and Levi
grimaced. He hated being reminded of just how close Jean had gotten to Eren,
how close Eren had allowed him to be, the way the other alpha had scented him
and surrounded him with his body so possessively.
“Don’t you want to be here if that asshole fucks with Armin again?” Levi
snarled defensively. “I know what you’re trying to do with him. I’m not
stupid.”
Mike snorted, covering his mouth with his fist. “And what’s that, Levi?”
“You wanna fuck him,” Levi spat, like the words themselves were filthy. “It’s
obvious and you’re disgusting.”
“What?” Mike laughed, shaking his head, highly entertained. “Disgusting how?
Are you seriously going to tell me you don’t want to hook up with Eren? You’re
practically stalking him and looking for ways to piss all over him so everyone
else knows he’s yours.”
“I’m not stalking him,” Levi hissed, kicking a stick off the path with
frustration. “I’m looking out for him because I want to protect him.”
“And you wanting to protect him has nothing to do with you wanting to fuck
him?” Mike lifted an eyebrow, looking over at Levi in amused disbelief.
Levi clenched his jaw. Just because he wanted to… do things with Eren didn’t
mean he actually planned on going through with it, unlike Mike.
“I told you yesterday, they’re not ready for that kind of shit,” Levi said
matter-of-factly. “They need alphas in their lives that won’t try to take
advantage of them or… you know, push things.”
“It’s not taking advantage when they want it, too,” Mike argued, lighting a
cigarette.
Levi balked at his comment, giving him a side eye. “And that’s the vibe you got
from Armin yesterday? That he wants it? That kid couldn’t be more sheltered and
innocent if he tried. Even that fucking douche bag Reiner knew it.”
“We were texting until three in the morning,” Mike said with a shrug, taking a
drag from his cigarette, unfazed. “He likes me. I like him. We’ll see where it
goes, but he’s into me. Personally, I think you’d be a lot less uptight if you
realized that you’re not the only one thinking the shit you’re thinking. You’re
beating yourself up over nothing, trying to deny you want him like everyone can
see you do. Eren likes you, too. And he’s thinking and wanting all the same
damn shit you are. He might be a little sheltered, but he’s still fucking
human. Didn’t you see how he reacted when he saw you at the game yesterday? The
kid was fucking thrilled, and he’s probably waiting for you to make a move. I
don’t care how progressive everyone tries to be with this shit these days,
you’re still the alpha. He wants you to chase him and claim him, so do it
before he decides you’re not interested or you suck.”
“I’m not gonna act like an animal,” Levi muttered with a deep set frown. Could
Eren actually be feeling any of the things he was? Maybe the omega had a crush,
maybe. But, to think that Eren was fantasizing about the shit Levi was the
night before, about being knotted and marked, fucked senseless until he was a
wet, sticky, incoherent mess? Yeah right.
“We are animals,” Mike said with a grin. “Ah, you got a D in Biology, didn’t
you? Well, let me make it simple for you. You both have instincts. You can try
and act like you don’t, like Eren doesn’t, but it’s plain as fucking day to
everyone else what’s going on.”
“Stop saying ‘everyone else’ when you just mean you,” Levi grumbled.
“So Armin doesn’t count?” Mike gave Levi a devilish smirk.
Levi blinked rapidly, his eyes widening. “Armin? What did Armin say?”
“What I already knew,” Mike snorted. “That Eren has it bad for you.”
“Eren… Eren really said that to him?” Levi was flustered, his heartbeat picking
up. “What did he say exactly? Can you show me?”
Mike burst out laughing, shoving Levi by the shoulder and making the shorter
alpha stumble. “You’re so fucking thirsty, shit! You only want to be a good guy
and protect him, you don’t want him for yourself, yeah, okay, Levi.”
“Fuck you,” Levi growled, leveling his eyes on the field when they entered the
stadium. “Where are they?”
The field was being used by the football players, but the cheerleaders were
nowhere to be seen.
“Probably in the gym over at their school,” Mike said with a shrug. “Makes
sense, actually. They probably don’t want them around all these alphas every
day. I mean, look at all the bullshit that went down yesterday. I bet they only
come over here for the games.”
“Damn it,” Levi huffed, casting a hateful glare over at the quarterback. He was
pissed he wouldn’t get to see Eren, but maybe this wasn’t so bad. It meant Eren
wouldn’t ever be around Jean without Levi being there. That made him feel a bit
better about things.
“You’ll survive,” Mike chortled. “It’s not like you don’t live with him or
anything.”
“Yeah,” Levi mumbled, catching eyes with Jean across the expanse of the field.
The quarterback stopped, staring at Levi and narrowing his eyes.
“Guess I made a friend,” Levi said, nodding to the field and drawing Mike’s
eyes to the angry alpha glaring at them. It looked like Jean shared some mutual
feelings with Levi, which only made Levi hate him even more. The asshole
clearly thought he had some sort of claim over Eren, the way he was looking at
Levi like he was some sort of rival.
As if there was some sort of question that Eren was Levi’s.
“That’s the guy from yesterday, right?” Mike asked, looking over him with
interest. “He looks pissed.”
“The shit head probably thinks I’m here to start something with him,” Levi
surmised, his own glare unwavering.
“Aren’t you?” Mike asked with a small chuckle. “I mean, you showing up here was
supposed to be a message, wasn’t it?”
Levi shrugged. “I guess. Come on, let’s go. I came to see Eren, not stare at
his ugly face.”
He drove Mike home, though it barely killed much time at all. It would still be
hours before he’d get to be with Eren again and he felt like screaming. How the
hell had he gotten so attached and dependent on this kid? And so quickly? He
felt fucking ill at the thought of waiting until 8:30 to see Eren. This was
something he should find downright unsettling. Was this really even him?
Levi sighed, pulling his phone from his pocket. If he couldn’t see the real
thing, maybe looking at some pictures would help.
And there it was, a reply to his comment.
“omg!!!! Levi! :O :D XD <3”
Levi smiled; a small, soft, genuine smile. For as worried as he knew he should
be about how crazy he was about Eren, he couldn’t deny that the way the other
boy made his heart leap was incredible. Addictive.
He could picture Eren’s face when he was writing his reply, his eyes sparkling
and his cheeks pink as he grinned and his glittery fingers flew across the
screen to write a response.
Eren was precious, and that was why no matter how he felt, no matter how
correct some of Mike’s suspicions might be, he really did mean it when he said
he intended to protect the other teen. And Levi knew that meant controlling his
own urges, no matter how difficult it was.
He shut his eyes, sighing as he slowly slid his phone back into his pocket. He
missed him. He just wanted to see him, but it would be hours until he could
pick Eren up from his dance classes.
Levi swallowed, putting his car into gear and driving away from Mike’s house.
He found himself in the parking lot of Eren’s dance school not ten minutes
later, his lip worried between his teeth. There had to be a place inside where
he could wait for Eren, right? There were plenty of cars in the parking lot.
Obviously everyone wasn’t being dropped off like Eren and Armin were.
He shoved out of his car and went into the studio, eyes widening at all of the
sequins, hot pink and rhinestones. There were children in leotards scurrying
through the lobby, mostly omegas, the building was filled with omegas, and Levi
immediately felt out of place.
“Can I help you?” a woman asked from behind the front desk, eyeing Levi warily.
“Um,” Levi cleared his throat, lifting his arms as twin girls in tutus whizzed
past him, nearly bumping into his legs. “I’m, um, I’m Eren Jaeger’s ride. I
thought… uh… I could wait here for him. I think I might be a little early?”
The woman raised her eyebrows skeptically, tapping long, red finger nails on
the desk as she considered what he’d said. “The only space we have available
for waiting are the custodial viewing areas. You’re awfully early aren’t you? I
think Eren has a private tonight? You could come back around 8:30.”
“No, that’s okay,” Levi scratched the back of his neck, his face burning hot
with embarrassment. This was extremely awkward and he knew he wasn’t welcome
here. They probably didn’t like having alphas around that weren’t one of the
dancer’s parents or siblings. Levi couldn’t necessarily hate them for that. He
definitely didn’t want Jean coming over here and gawking at Eren. “Can I do
that, sit in the viewing area?”
She looked uncertain, her nose wrinkling as she decided what to do. “If that’s
what you want to do,” she said with a reluctant sigh. “He’s in studio A. You
can go down the hall and take the second door on your right, it’ll take you
upstairs to the seating area.”
“Thanks,” Levi mumbled, walking quickly past parents staring at him, his hands
shoved in his pockets and shoulders hunched as he made his way to the viewing
area. Just as the woman had said, there were carpeted, bleacher type seats that
looked down on the studio through a two-way mirror. Levi walked to the end of
the room and sat down in the corner in the first row, feeling every set of eyes
he’d walked past on his back.
“Do you need help with something?” one older omega asked, and Levi frowned.
“No, thanks,” he said quietly, scanning the studio below them for Eren.
“Are you… looking for someone?” another asked, and Levi knew they weren’t going
to let up. They probably thought he was some sort of pervert.
“Eren. Uh, Jaeger. I’m giving him a ride home, after class.” The omegas
whispered to each other and Levi felt his stomach knotting up. What the hell
was so wrong with him coming to watch Eren dance?
“Does his Aunt Cindy know you’re giving him a ride home?” someone asked, and
finally, Levi turned to look at them all.
“Yeah, she’s the one that asked me to this morning when we were eating
breakfast. My uncle is her boyfriend, now that I live with them, Cindy wants me
to help out with giving Eren rides,” he made eye contact with each of the adult
omegas in the room, sitting up a bit straighter.
“Eren has his private tonight, he won’t be done for a few hours,” one of them
said as another pulled out her phone to no doubt text Cindy and check to see if
what Levi had said was true.
“I know.” Levi lifted an eyebrow, then turned back to face the studio. He had
told the truth and so what if he was there to watch Eren dance? The kid had
practically begged him to watch him cheer at the game the day before. How was
this any different?
He could hear murmuring over his shoulders and rolled his eyes. Cindy had
confirmed his story as true, maybe now they would all leave him alone.
It didn’t happen a second too soon, because at that very moment he saw Eren
enter the studio along with six other omegas. They were in matching black crop
tops and booty shorts, trimmed in purple sequins with the studio’s name across
the front of their chests in a glittery, cursive font and black high top
sneakers with purple laces. Eren looked beautiful as ever, the prettiest omega
in the room – not that Levi really even looked at any of the others. His entire
body relaxed and he rested his elbows on his thighs and leaned his face into
his hand. Just being able to see him made Levi feel infinitely better, even if
Eren couldn’t see him through the two-way mirror.
The dancers warmed up and Levi’s eyes never left Eren. He was absolutely
enamored with the small brunet, and the way he moved across the floor looked
effortless.
Halfway through the class, the teacher instructed them to take their places to
practice their group routine and Eren took the position in the front center,
flanked by three other omegas on each side, including Armin. He was confident;
naturally enthusiastic and drew the attention of everyone with both his
personality and talent. It only made sense he would be the lead.
They danced to Katy Perry’s Hot and Cold and Levi was duly impressed. Eren
nailed every move with sharp precision, his facial expressions on point, like
he didn’t need to concentrate at all on the dance moves he was doing, as if his
body just knew what to do all on its own. His eyes and smiles, all of his
attitude and sass told the story along with his body in a way that Levi had
never quite seen. His turns were flawless and he landed each acrobatic move
like he’d figured out how to deny gravity all on his own.
Levi didn’t even realize he was smiling the entire time he watched him.
“He’s really great, isn’t he?” one of the adults said with a knowing smile and
Levi nodded dumbly.
“I saw him cheering yesterday, but this… this is… wow.” He didn’t even know
what to say. Eren was fucking incredible. He really did have a future in this.
“He’s the reigning national champion, you know,” the parent said, a few others
looking over at Levi while the dancers took their teacher’s notes. “He gets
first place with everything they enter him into.”
“I saw the trophies in his room, but I didn’t know…” Levi glanced back through
the glass at Eren. “He told me he’s awesome, but I didn’t know it was like…
this.”
“He’s got something special,” another one of the parents said. “You don’t see
talent like he has very often.”
“Yeah,” Levi said softly, turning back around to watch the omegas perform their
routine again. He was blown away all over again, not bored at all watching the
same routine over and over. The parents were right – all of the omegas were
good dancers, but Eren was at another level.
By the time the omegas were done with their class and some had gone to get
changed and others went to leave, the tension in the viewing area had all but
disappeared. The parents were happy – almost amused, it seemed – to tell Levi
about all of Eren’s performances and accomplishments; how many times he had
lead the team to victory and how so many of his solo’s got standing ovations at
competitions.
Levi was surprised he wasn’t bored to tears watching Eren’s ballet class. He’d
changed into a black, spaghetti strapped, cami leotard and pink tights, but
looked just as breathtaking in the simple, timeless attire. It would have
seemed out of place for someone with such a big personality, but Eren was
completely serious in this class and just as captivating in his classic beauty.
He concentrated on his technique and Levi could see just how important it all
was to Eren – this was truly his passion.
“He works hard,” one of the parents that had stayed behind said quietly, moving
down lower on the seating to be closer to Levi. “Before his mother died, she
had him here constantly, even in the mornings before school sometimes. You
wouldn’t ever think it from such a goofball, but when it comes to his dancing
he’s so serious. Even when he was a little boy, he was more dedicated and
serious than the senior dancers. He did whatever the teachers told him to get
better and practiced so much. When the other kids were complaining they wanted
to go home and watch TV or play video games, Eren was here dancing.”
“I didn’t know, he hadn’t told me,” Levi said softly. Eren hadn’t told him, but
it was likely because Levi hadn’t asked. Levi had been so flustered and out of
his element around Eren, pressing Eren for any information he didn’t give up
freely made Levi’s stomach tighten with nerves.
“I’m sure he’ll be happy you’re taking an interest in his life,” she said with
a small smile. “People like to talk about themselves. Ask him about the
trophies and his routines. I bet he’ll like that.”
“Yeah,” Levi agreed, watching Eren, entranced by how beautiful his arabesque
was. He looked like an angel.
“Maybe we’ll see you around here again,” she said, patting Levi’s shoulder as
the dancers were dismissed below. “Next time we’ll teach you how to sew on
sequins.”
Levi widened his eyes and the omegas all laughed, waving goodbye and leaving
him alone in the viewing area to watch Eren’s private class.
He was in no way prepared for what he saw. Not even after watching the two
prior classes.
Already warmed up, Eren went immediately into practicing his solo performance.
It was a lyrical dance to Sofia Karlberg’s Crazy in Love, and it was absolutely
captivating.
It was hard to believe it was the same boy that was all smiles during his
earlier routine, now dancing with a hauntingly moving passion, so incredibly
serious and yet sultry at the same time. He looked enraptured, writhing through
the song in such a fluid way.
Levi shifted, relieved he was alone watching this. The way Eren moved, his
facial expressions, it was erotic. He was all lidded eyes and urgency, running
his hand down his cheek or into his hair, rolling on the floor only to pop back
up with an arch of his back.
How could someone Levi saw as so naïve pull off a dance like this? Was Eren
really that good of an actor or did he understand the song in a way that he
could express the entire mood of it with his movement?
The teacher had a hand over her mouth in surprise, hiding a smile while Eren
danced, in the end stopping to praise him – or so it appeared from where Levi
was sitting.
It looked like they were wrapping things up and Levi checked his phone,
surprised that it was already 8:30. It hadn’t really felt like he’d sat there
as long as he had.
Then again, he’d been thoroughly entertained.
Levi made his way down the stairs and leaned against the wall across from the
door to studio A, waiting for Eren to come out. It had quieted down quite a bit
in the building, only a few of the employees and older students still milling
about. Levi was grateful for that.
Eren stepped out of the studio with a healthy glow on his skin, smiling as soon
as he saw Levi. He’d pulled on leg warmers and a light pink georgette wrap
skirt and was wearing Levi’s black hoodie again, his bags slung over his
shoulder.
“Hey,” he said softly, a twinkle of excitement in his eyes.
Levi stepped forward and took the bags from him immediately, putting them on
his own shoulder while Eren ran a hand through his hair.
“Hey,” Levi murmured back, the faintest smile on his own lips. He couldn’t pull
his gaze from Eren’s. He was so close now, finally, and Levi wanted to wrap him
up in his arms and bury his face into his neck, kiss and nibble his salty skin
and whisper into his ear how perfect he was.
“You made an Instagram, I almost had a heart attack. You, on social media? Did
hell freeze over?” Eren stepped closer to Levi and bumped him with his side,
staying close to him as the two of them made their way to the door.
“I know, right? Don’t tell anyone, it’ll ruin my reputation,” Levi teased back,
catching eyes with the lady at the front desk as they neared the door. He dared
her to call Cindy, tell her he was leaving with Eren. Everyone was so nosy
about whether he should be with Eren and he hated it.
Levi looked down at the petite brunet beside him. He had a sudden, unfamiliar
impulse to bring the other boy home with him. To his own home. Someplace he
didn’t have to share the space or Eren with anyone else.
He blinked several times at the stray thought and opened the door for Eren,
putting his hand on the smaller teen’s back to guide him out into the fall
night.
“Wanna go get something to eat?” Levi asked, wanting to have some time with
Eren all to himself. “I’m starving and I wasn’t even dancing all day.”
“Yeah, that’d be cool,” Eren said, his arms brushing against Levi’s side as
they walked and moving on pace with Levi so the young alpha’s hand stayed on
the small of his back.
Levi went to the passenger side of his car, opening the door for Eren and
putting his bags in the backseat. He shut it once Eren was in and he could feel
the omega’s eyes on him as he made his way over to his own side of the car.
“So, uh… how was dance?” Levi asked as he pulled out of the parking lot,
glancing over at Eren who was oddly quiet in his seat.
“Pretty good, actually,” Eren said, burrowing himself into the hoodie and
playing with its zipper. “My instructor said I’ve never done my solo as well as
I did today. She said I had a breakthrough and it was amazing. She thinks it
could win at Nationals.”
“I mean, I’ve never seen what goes on at Nationals, but I’ve gotta agree with
her,” Levi said, driving through the town. “You were amazing. I’ve never seen
anyone dance like that before, Eren. And I don’t even need to be some kind of
expert to know what’s good when I see it when it’s that obvious. I had no idea
anyone could make dancing so interesting.”
“You… you watched me do my solo?” Eren asked softly, his eyebrows lifting with
surprise. “Did you get there early or something?”
“You could say that,” Levi mumbled, tapping his thumbs against the steering
wheel nervously.
“When did you get there?” Eren asked, turning a bit in his seat to watch Levi
carefully.
“Um, at the beginning,” Levi said awkwardly, suddenly wondering if maybe he
should have kept all of this a secret. Maybe it did sound a little weird.
“The beginning of my private?” Eren questioned, his voice getting higher in
disbelief.
“Uhhh.” Levi stopped at a red light, keeping his eyes on the road and avoiding
Eren’s stare. “More like, the beginning of the whole thing.” He cleared his
throat. “The other dance was great, too. Especially you. You know, your part.”
Eren was dead silent and Levi was pretty sure his heart might explode it was
beating so quickly. Why the hell had he told Eren all this? Hell, why had he
gone and done such a fucking weirdo thing to begin with? He was doing an A+ job
of freaking the kid out – which was pretty much the opposite of what he wanted.
God, he had even tried to stalk Eren’s cheerleading practice.
“So, yeah, uh… anyway, you did really, really good,” Levi rambled, pulling into
the parking lot of a McDonald’s. “All the moms or whatever kept telling me how
awesome you are, but I could tell, I mean, you’re that great that even I could
tell.” He pulled into a parking spot and shut off the car, looking over at the
silent omega with nervous desperation. Had he blown it?
“Um, you’re still hungry… right?”
“We’re going inside?” Eren asked, his eyelashes fluttering.
Fuck, he’d really screwed up.
“Not if you don’t want to,” Levi said quickly, reaching to put his keys back
into the ignition.
“Wait,” Eren said with a tiny smile, putting a hand on Levi’s and pushing it
away so he couldn’t start the car. “We can eat inside. I was just surprised. I
haven’t eaten inside a McDonalds since like… I was a little kid.”
“We don’t have to, I just thought…” Levi just thought it would give him more
time with Eren. And eating together, inside, well… that felt a lot more like
something than picking up food from the drive thru and bringing it home.
“I want to eat inside with you,” Eren said firmly, opening up his door and not
giving Levi a chance to argue it any further.
Levi followed him out of the car, mystified. He couldn’t get a read on Eren or
what the hell was going on inside the kid’s head. If Levi had just come across
like a crazy stalker, why did Eren still agree to eat inside with him? It
didn’t make any sense.
Eren ordered a Chicken McNugget Happy Meal and managed to convince Levi he
should get the same. It was hard to say no to the kid that was so damn excited
about the toy, as if Levi would miss the opportunity to please him in such a
simple way. He ordered them extra fries and nuggets, and they sat down with the
tray of food that Levi had paid for in a corner booth against a window. It was
late and they were alone inside the McDonald’s, other than the employees, and
it felt… well, almost like a date.
“You bought me dinner two nights in a row,” Eren said matter-of-factly, dipping
a nugget heavily into his barbeque sauce and stuffing it into his mouth.
“Yeah.” Levi smiled awkwardly and picked up a fry. “I guess I have.”
“Spoiling me will get you everywhere,” Eren winked, his mouth full of chicken
and fries.
“Um.” Levi scratched his neck and looked away, heat creeping into his cheeks.
This had to be flirting, right? “Yeah, well, uh. I like hanging out with you.
So.”
“I like hanging out with you, too.” Eren smiled warmly, going back to inhaling
his food in a way that was somehow cute with him, even though Levi was pretty
sure he’d find it gross with anyone else. He must have worked up an appetite at
dance, because the kid was eating like he hadn’t in a week. It was almost
comical. “And I liked watching you dance. If it’s cool with you, I’d like to
come to your competition.”
“Of course it’s cool with me.” Eren cocked his head, watching Levi pick at his
food for a few moments. “No one’s sat through all my dance classes since my mom
died. Cindy’s really busy and I know it can probably be boring to sit there and
watch the same things over and over, especially with all those dance moms.”
Levi chuckled, sticking a few fries into his mouth. “Yeah, they were something
else. I think they like me now.”
“Really?” Eren lifted his eyebrows with surprise. “They didn’t give you a hard
time?”
“At first they did,” Levi shrugged, smiling slightly at Eren. “They got over
it.”
“So…” Eren picked through his fries for a greasy one. “You think you might come
again?”
“You want me to?” Levi asked and Eren stared down at his food.
“You know, like… you don’t have to always ask me, like… you could just say you
want to come if you do… I mean, just so you know, I’m probably not gonna have a
problem with it, or whatever. And if I did, I’d just say so.” Eren shrugged and
scooped an impressive amount of barbeque sauce out of the container with a fry
and sucked it off.
Levi watched him, his eyes drawn to Eren’s lips around the fry, forgetting for
a moment that he should probably respond. He took a sip of his Coke and
considered what Eren had said… and Mike’s words popped into his mind.
Eren was telling him to act like an alpha. Just like Mike had suggested. Eren
wasn’t necessarily going to go along with whatever Levi said, he’d made it
clear more than once he had no problem telling him no or what he wanted. But,
Levi’s lack of confidence was probably pretty unappealing. No matter how nice
or careful he was trying to be.
“I want to watch you dance,” Levi said firmly, looking Eren in the eyes. “And I
want to hear about how you won all those trophies. Those moms told me you did
some awesome shit to get them and after today, I can only imagine.”
“I get tiaras sometimes, too,” Eren said, brightening almost immediately with
energy. It looked like Mike – and those moms – had been right after all. Act
like an alpha and ask him about his life. It’s what he wanted.
Hell, it was what Levi wanted, too.
“I want to see you wearing one,” Levi said with a smirk and he could swear Eren
blushed. “That seems legit.”
“What?” Eren blinked.
“You… being a princess.” Levi took another drink and watched Eren carefully.
The omega seemed almost… flustered; looking down at his food with wide eyes.
“I’m not a princess,” Eren said softly, shrugging his shoulders and putting his
last nugget into his mouth. “Not even close,” he mumbled around the mouthful of
food.
“Oh come on, I’ve seen all those bumper stickers and T-shirts. Every omega is a
princess, right?” Levi asked and Eren shook his head.
“Not me,” Eren said even more quietly.
Levi was confused. He’d been sure Eren would eat that shit right up,
considering he lived off sparkles and seemed not to mind adoration too much
based off his Instagram account. His awkward attempt at flirting had clearly
fallen flat and he wondered why had to be so damn bad at this shit. Mike was a
complete idiot, but he’d probably have Armin eating out of his hand all starry-
eyed and shit by now. Every time he took a step forward, it was like he took
two back and he didn’t understand what he was doing wrong.
“Well, um, you’re awesome though, right?” Levi said weakly, and Eren looked up
at him, almost sympathetically, and he nodded.
“Yeah, obviously.” Eren blinked away what Levi thought might have been tears
and wiped his hands on his napkin, eagerly opening up the toy that came with
his Happy Meal to see what he got. “Shopkins!” Eren grinned, holding up a
figure of a dress and pair of shoes that had faces. “Aren’t they cute?”
“Yeah!” Levi agreed quickly, grateful that whatever shit he’d just managed to
step in seemed to be forgotten for now. “Do you collect them?”
“Mmmhmm,” Eren nodded, looking them over fondly. “The ones I’ve got at home are
smaller, though. I collect anything tiny and cute, really. I have no self-
control with stuff like this.”
Levi took one of them to check it out, then the sheet that came with them.
“They’re like Pokemon. You have to collect them all.”
“Ugh, yes!” Eren said, waving his hands in front of him. “Exactly! And I can’t
help myself!”
Eren’s phone chimed and he pulled it out to look at it, sighing with a frown
when he read the message. “Aunt Cindy is asking where I am. I guess we should
go.”
“Oh, yeah.” Levi stood up quickly, biting his tongue so he didn’t say anything
snarky about Eren’s aunt. It was great she could enlist Levi to do all sorts of
favors for her, but couldn’t leave him alone while he was trying to spend some
time with Eren.
Eren stood up after texting her back and Levi stepped beside him, slipping his
hand into the pocket of his hoodie that Eren was wearing.
“What’s this?” Eren asked, sticking his hand into his pocket as Levi stepped
back. “Your toy?”
“Yeah, you’re a fiend, I gotta, right?” Levi teased and Eren shoved his arm
with a giggle. Levi grabbed Eren’s shoulder, pulling him close, into what was
nearly a hug and he smiled into his hair. “Be nice to your enabler.”
“You’re such a dork,” Eren said, though he was grinning happily, and Levi lead
him to the car with his arm still around his shoulders.
Eren didn’t seem to mind.
On the ride home, Eren told Levi about some of his past routines and Levi
listened, excited now about getting Eren back to the house. Having his arm
around the omega, pulling him close, it had been so fucking nice after being
away from Eren all day. As much as he had convinced himself that morning that
there couldn’t be a repeat of the night before, now he was craving it so deeply
that all rationality was gone. He couldn’t wait to sit on the couch and watch
TV with Eren, for the smaller teen to hopefully fall asleep with his head in
his lap again, to be able to scent him and touch his face and his hair, rub his
own scent onto the beautiful boy while he slept.
What the two of them walked into, however, was a veritable buzzkill.
“Where the hell have you been?” Cindy yelled, and Eren took a step back the
moment they were through the door.
Kenny looked pissed, too, and Levi was stunned.
“I… I just brought Eren to McDonald’s after his classes,” Levi said quickly,
stepping in front of Eren, as if he could shield him from their anger with his
body. “We were both hungry and I… was just trying to help out.” Levi looked
pleadingly over at Kenny, and noticed the other alpha was glaring at Cindy, not
him.
“You should have called!” Cindy snapped, putting her hands on her hips. “I was
worried about him! It’s late!”
“I’m sorry, you’re right.” It wasn’t until then that Levi realized it was a
little… strange that Eren seemed to prefer standing behind him over defending
himself to his aunt. Eren had been ready to beat up an alpha bigger than Levi
all by himself the day before, and now he was practically hiding from his angry
aunt?
It made him want to protect Eren even more, if only because his instincts
signaled to him that something wasn’t quite right.
That Erenneededhim.
“It won’t happen again,” Levi swore, wishing terribly he could at least grasp
onto Eren’s hand to support him. “It was my idea and Eren thought we were only
going through the drive thru. If you need to punish someone, it should be me.”
“Just go get in the shower, Eren,” Cindy said, turning her back to them. “Do
your homework and go to bed.”
Levi looked over his shoulder with surprise at the sudden movement, and Eren
bolted for the stairs, his feet thumping and stopping the entire way up until
Levi heard the slam of his bedroom door.
Levi turned to Kenny, his mouth gaping and brows twisted up in confusion and
Kenny shook his head sharply.
“Just go to your room, Levi,” Kenny said, turning his glare back to Cindy.
It wasn’t like Kenny to send him to his room like this. In fact, Levi couldn’t
recall him ever doing it in the entire time he’d lived with his uncle. They
usually just talked shit out, or yelled at each other until they came to some
kind of agreement, whatever. Kenny wasn’t really the sort to pull such a
parental move and Levi paused for a brief moment in shock.
“Now, Levi.”
Levi stared at his uncle for just a bit longer, then went for the stairs,
rolling his eyes on his way up. Granted, he was glad to be getting a reprieve
from being bitched at anymore over something so stupid, but he also didn’t
appreciate being ordered around like a child. He was nearly an adult, and Kenny
usually treated him like it.
When he got into his room, he could hear the shower running, so he flopped onto
his bed and turned on the TV. Maybe he should have called, but for fuck’s sake
it wasn’t even ten o’clock. As far as Levi was concerned, they were massively
overreacting. Well, Cindy was. Levi knew that Kenny wouldn’t have even cared if
she hadn’t been bitching in his ear about it.
Now his night was officially fucked. Everyone was in a shit mood and he
definitely wasn’t going to be going downstairs and watching TV with Eren now.
Again, Levi wished he had his own place, one that he could bring Eren home to
and they’d be alone. He was pretty much done with all of this bullshit and he’d
be damned if just because he was living with Cindy now, he’d be treated like he
wasn’t mature enough to handle himself. Kenny had paid the bills and bought him
food, but Levi had basically raised himself. He wasn’t an honor student or a
varsity athlete, but he’d never gotten into any serious trouble and was set to
graduate on time.
Levi considered that a success considering his situation.
Once the shower shut off, Levi could hear yelling downstairs, and he turned his
head toward his bedroom door to listen.
He snorted, rolling his eyes. They were fighting about other shit, of course
they were. Cindy was pissed off at Kenny and had taken it out on them because
she was already in a bad mood. It figured.
Be it boredom or curiosity, Levi listened in on their fight. Kenny had won his
way into another poker tournament and Cindy was furious, telling him that if he
even dared to go spend the weekend at the casino without her, she would break
up with him and kick them out of the house.
Levi was far from impressed, it all seemed like a stupid tantrum, and he
thought she should have considered how easily she was apparently willing to
throw out breaking up as a solution to a fight before she’d had Kenny give up
their apartment and move them both into her house.
She didn’t trust Kenny, that much was obvious, and Levi resented her for it.
Kenny never had girlfriends, so that he’d actually chosen to settle down this
way with Cindy meant he really liked her – even Levi knew that much. It was why
he was trying so hard to be cool and make it work for his uncle; Kenny deserved
it.
Kenny kept telling her to come along with him, and she screamed that she
couldn’t, she had work and someone had to stay home with “the boys.”
Levi snorted at that.
He was pretty far beyond needing a babysitter.
No matter what rational sort of solutions Kenny proposed, she yelled back at
him and it was obvious to Levi by then that she was just really insecure and
jealous. He’d heard more than enough and rolled onto his side, shutting off his
light and pulling the blankets up over his shoulder. Hopefully they’d shut the
fuck up soon so he could get some sleep.
They were still going at it when Levi heard a soft tap on his door that lead to
the shared bathroom, and he lifted himself up on his elbows.
“Eren?”
“C-can I come in?” the omega’s voice came from behind the door, and Levi
frowned. He sounded upset.
“Of course,” Levi said, sitting up when the door opened and Eren stepped into
the room.
The omega was crying, his head hanging down and his shoulders hunched forward,
petite body shaking as he sniffed. He was dressed in his pajamas, a pink cotton
nightgown that came to his mid-thigh, trimmed in white lace with a large white
bow that connected each of the shoulder straps to the front. He looked so
small, so fragile standing there, and Levi didn’t know what to do.
“Eren, shit, are you okay?”
Eren shook his head, fisting his hands into his nightie, tears dripping down
his chin and onto the floor.
“Come here.” Levi pulled back the blankets on his bed and moved over, giving
Eren space to climb in beside him. He didn’t even look at Levi as he got
inside, breathing harshly as he clearly tried to stop himself from crying in
front of him. It just about broke Levi’s heart, seeing Eren of all people so
upset, not just because he was such a ray of sunshine but…
Levi cared about him. So fucking much.
And that Cindy would do this, would hurt him so much over something so stupid,
it pissed Levi off to no end.
Levi wrapped his arms around Eren’s trembling body and pulled him into the bed,
catching his head in the crook of his arm and pulling him close. Eren didn’t
resist at all, and Levi barely thought much about it; it all felt so natural.
“Hey,” he said softly, wiping the tears from Eren’s cheek with the backs of his
fingers. “This isn’t about you, she’s not really mad at you. They’re fighting
and we just came in at the wrong time, you know that, right?”
Eren wouldn’t even open his eyes, curling close to Levi and stuffing his face
against the alpha’s chest.
“She and Kenny are talking about breaking up,” Eren choked out, little fingers
tangling desperately into Levi’s T-shirt. “She told him if he goes, she’s gonna
kick him out. I don’t… I don’t want you two to leave,” he sobbed, and Levi
tightened his arms around him.
Levi dropped his face into Eren’s hair and kissed his head, hugging him
securely while he let it all out. So Eren was attached to him. Mike had been
right again, and Levi had been too dumb to see it. Eren was caught up in
whatever was happening between them, too, and it was probably a lot scarier for
the little omega than it was for Levi.
“You listen to me right now, Eren,” Levi said in a soft, but firm voice, breath
warm in the other boy’s hair. “No matter what happens between Kenny and Cindy,
I’mnot leaving you. Even if I have to move out, okay? I’ll still see you, every
second that I can. Just like I did today.”
“My parents used to fight like this,” Eren rasped. “All the time. And then one
day my dad just left and he never came back. Not even when my mom died. He just
left and was gone.”
Levi bit into his lip, shutting his eyes and cupping the back of Eren’s head in
his hand. It had always hurt to know that whoever his father was, he hadn’t
given a damn about ever knowing him. Levi knew it had to be so much more
painful for Eren, for his father to walk out after all those years.
“I would never do that to you, leave you that way,” Levi promised, nuzzling his
face into Eren’s soft hair. “I don’t know how to explain it, but ever since I
met you, it’s like… I feel like I need you in my life. I know it sounds crazy
and I probably shouldn’t even be telling you this, I’m probably going to fuck
it all up, but just know that there isn’t any fucking way I’m going to just
leave you. Fuck, even if you told me to, I don’t know how I would, and that
scares the shit out of me.”
“It’s not crazy, don’t say that,” Eren said forcefully, burrowing himself even
closer to Levi.
“I like you, Eren,” Levi said quietly, his throat tightening. “I think about
you all the time.”
“I like you, too,” Eren sniffled, pulling back and finally opening his glassy
eyes to stare into Levi’s. “I just wanna be with you.”
“That’s all I want, too,” Levi admitted, wiping another stray tear from Eren’s
cheek. “And I will be, no matter what happens with Kenny and Cindy, I’ll be
with you. As much as I can.”
“I’m scared she’ll throw you both out and I’ll never see you again. I’m scared
you’ll forget me,” Eren whispered.
“I don’t know what happened with your dad, but I’m not gonna hurt you like he
did,” Levi swore, brushing Eren’s hair back from his forehead. “I want you to
be happy, Eren. Probably more than I’ve ever wanted anything. And that’s not
even like me, I don’t care about that kind of shit. But, I really just… I hate
seeing you like this.”
“My dad was an asshole,” Eren frowned, taking in a shaky breath. “He treated my
mom like shit and me, too. He was always angry and yelling, yelling at me over
things that weren’t my fault, just like tonight. He’d say the meanest things,
even when I was really little, just hateful things to hurt me.”
Levi nodded with understanding, running his fingers through Eren’s hair while
he spoke. It was no wonder he was so upset by what had happened, and Levi
thought Cindy should have known better.
“Going to dance or school was like… a vacation,” Eren said, his body tensing up
again as he tried to control his tears and stop himself from crying all over
again. “I never wanted to go home. I wanted to stay there with my teachers.
Because if I did my best there, they liked me. They told me I was good and
awesome and amazing and they were nice to me.”
“You are good and awesome and amazing,” Levi said, cupping Eren’s cheek. “And
so much more than that, too.”
“My father said all the time that I wasn’t anything special, so I tried to be,
I tried really, really hard to be. And when I came home the first time I won a
competition, I was so happy. I was so proud of myself, Levi. And, I thought
he’d be proud of me, too. But, I came home and I showed him my trophy and my
tiara and you know what he said to me? He said not to go thinking I was
something special or some kind of princess, because I’m not. I was six-years-
old. He was my dad…”
Levi pulled him back into his arms, holding him close and kissing his forehead.
He hated Eren’s father. Even though Levi probably never would have met Eren had
he not been such a douche bag, Eren didn’t deserve any of that shit, and he
wished he could take all of the pain away from him.
“You are special,” Levi breathed against his forehead. “You’re unlike anyone
I’ve ever met. You light up every room you’re in. You’ve got this energy that’s
just… contagious and addicting and being around you makes me feel happy and I’m
never fucking happy, Eren. And just a few days with you and I’m thrilled to be
going to football games and dance competitions and eating Happy Meals and
watching reality shows with you. Fuck, Eren, all I wanted tonight was for you
to want me to watch some stupid show on TV, just so I could be with you. Fuck
your dad, fuck everyone else, okay? You’re special to me. No one has ever made
me feel the way you have in just a few days. And if you think I’m gonna let
that go just because those two assholes can’t work their shit out, you’re so
fucking wrong.”
Eren wrapped an arm around his back, clinging to Levi and dropping his head to
the alpha’s chest to rub his cheek firmly against the fabric of his shirt.
There was a desperation and need behind it that took Levi’s breath away, and
stroked his fingers through Eren’s hair. Eren was clearly marking him, with
shameless determination, and Levi would be flattered if he wasn’t so absolutely
floored.
“I’m not… I’m not the only one feeling… this… am I?” Levi asked, pulling Eren’s
hand from behind his back and drawing it up to face.
“No,” Eren breathed, his eyes falling lidded as Levi rubbed his cheek and jaw
firmly against the back of Eren’s hand.
“Do you like this? Smelling like me?” Levi asked, watching Eren with interest
as the omega nodded airily, his eyes hazy and unfocused. “I like my scent on
you, too.”
Levi could feel the tension leaving Eren’s body, and he kissed his fingers and
released the other teen’s hand against his chest. He ran his fingertips up
Eren’s cheek, through his hair, down the back of his neck and across his collar
bone to his shoulder, repeating the gentle touch as Eren’s body softened in his
arms and his breathing evened out from his earlier distress.
Oh, he was beautiful; like a precious angel in his arms, relaxed and
vulnerable, trusting him to keep his promises.
“I went to the football field today,” he bravely told Eren, the omega looking
so peaceful, like he was hypnotized by Levi’s touch and his scent.
It must have been overpowering in his bed.
“You did?” Eren murmured, struggling to keep his eyes open and focused on Levi.
“Why?”
“I was looking for you, I wanted to see you,” Levi said softly, surprised with
how naturally all of this was coming to him now. He was fairly sure he had no
idea how to Alpha, but now he felt… confident. Fucking empowered. Eren was
melting in his arms, and he felt like something had woken up inside of him.
Like suddenly, he knew exactly what to do.
“Really?” Eren smiled lazily. “I was in the gym… we only go to the field for
games…”
“Mmm, I figured.” Levi licked over his lips, eyeing Eren’s that were slick,
pink and parted. He longed to kiss him, but Eren was physically and emotionally
exhausted. A good alpha would wait and let him rest. “I only saw that asshole
Jean. He didn’t look too happy to see me.”
“He’s jealous… of you,” Eren purred, rubbing his cheek against Levi’s arm and
nestling against it, his heavy eyelids falling shut.
“He should be,” Levi whispered, cradling Eren in his arm and watching him begin
to drift off.
“I have you,” he said quietly, unsure if Eren had heard him before he had
fallen asleep.
Levi didn’t mind either way.
He knew he should carry Eren to his room and tuck him in, that’s what Cindy
would demand, but as far as Levi was concerned, Cindy could go fuck herself.
Eren had come to his bed, into his arms, looking for comfort and Levi was going
to give him that. He wasn’t going to let Eren wake up alone in his own bed. Not
tonight, not after everything he’d just told Levi.
Levi had never slept with someone before, and it was a wonderful feeling,
having Eren’s warm, little body tucked in close to his own. He was gorgeous
even when he slept, looking so sweet as he drooled on Levi’s bicep. The young
alpha kissed his forehead, his cheek. He slipped the strap of Eren’s nightie
down off his shoulder and kissed the soft skin there, nibbling gently at his
collar bone, so tempted to bruise it but still sound enough not to do something
so radical and put the precious bond they’d only just created at risk. It would
feel good in the moment, but Levi knew he’d come to regret such a thing.
Instead, he reluctantly got up and went into Eren’s room, locking his bedroom
door and then his own. It was what a good alpha would do, protect his omega –
from any sort of threat – including his aunt discovering him in her boyfriend’s
nephew’s bed. He got back into his bed and Eren snuggled right back into his
arms, and Levi smiled in the moonlight room. He dipped his head down, brushing
his nose back behind Eren’s ear where his scent was the sweetest, the most
delicious, and he indulged, nuzzling that tender spot and ghosting kisses onto
it. It was heady and intoxicating, and after just a few minutes Levi felt lit
up, but in a wholly different way than any substance use had ever achieved.
Whatever this feeling was, this incredible high; it felt so fucking right that
Levi refused to fight it any longer.
This beautiful boy in his arms wanted Levi to stay, and there wasn’t anywhere
Levi would rather be.
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***** Chapter 8 *****
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Levi woke up just minutes before his alarm in the most satisfying way. Eren was
sound asleep in his arms, his beautiful face completely relaxed and dark
eyelashes fanned over flushed cheeks. He looked so strikingly innocent and
soft, too precious to ever hurt or disappoint. It was like Eren just belonged
there, in his arms, the way he fit so perfectly and was so at ease in his
sleep.
Their conversation the night before may have left some of the semantics
ambiguous, but Levi felt fairly certain now that Eren wanted to be his.
Levi had already decided that the little angel he was holding was.
As pretty as Eren had looked in his nightgown, Levi wished he was wearing one
of those loose tank tops so he could cover up the boy’s warm belly with his
hand. It was an instinctual urge, one Levi didn’t understand, but it seemed
innocent enough to indulge himself in. It was a far cry from slipping his hand
inside Eren’s panties or running the tips of his fingers over his pert little
nipples.
Though the thought of touching Eren in either way made Levi even harder against
the omega’s thigh.
His eyes lost focus and he started to fantasize again about having Eren all to
himself in his own place, sleeping beside him just like this each night. He
could wake his sweet little omega with gentle kisses, or with his lips on his
neck, sucking and nibbling that tender, delicious skin. Or, he could slide his
hand into Eren’s panties and stroke him until he was hard and moaning in the
final throws of sleep. Even better, he could tease the boy’s tightness until he
canted his hips back and tried to press his alpha’s finger inside.
Levi wondered if Eren would be wet, if he’d roll onto his belly or back before
he was even fully awake, understanding what they both needed and just as
desperate for it.
It would be incredible to fuck Eren each morning before they each went their
separate ways. There would be no stronger message that Eren was taken than his
scent all over the other boy and his cum dampening his panties. The other
alphas would smell it, smell Levi, and they’d know that Eren belonged to him.
And Eren, he would be sated. He would be calm and uninterested in any other
alphas, feeling the reminder of the more than adequate one he already had each
time he moved, the titillating soreness where Levi had been being a promise
that he would go home to more.
Eren’s insides would still be slick from the night before when Levi mounted
him. He’d fuck the pretty little thing into exhaustion every night and the boy
would collapse into a pleasure coma in his arms. He’d fall asleep smelling so
much like Levi that the young alpha, even in his own prostration, would be too
keyed up to simply fall asleep.
There couldn’t be anything better than Eren smelling like he’d been freshly
fucked, the scent of their combined sex telling the world a story, even though
he was safe and protected in Levi’s bed.
Levi would probably keep touching him, long after he’d fallen asleep, running
the pads of his fingers over his plush cheeks and cupping his round little ass
into the palm of his hand. He might even press his fingers inside him to keep
his cum from leaking out.
The mere thought of Eren filled with him in such a way made him nearly feral.
He bit back a growl, his chest vibrating as he groaned, painfully hard and
pressed up against the enticing omega that was just beginning to stir in his
embrace.
He had gone and gotten himself all worked up, Eren’s scent, his close presence,
his unmistakable vulnerability made Levi wild with want. What he wouldn’t do to
swallow the boy’s lips up with his own and roll on top of him, pin him down and
open him up right there in his bed.
Where Cindy and Kenny were downstairs waiting for them. And would be banging on
his door in a few minutes if he and Eren didn’t appear for breakfast.
It made the young alpha want to scream with frustration.
His anger was forgotten when the other teen’s beautiful teal eyes slowly
blinked open, focusing on Levi. Eren smiled, content and docile, yawning and
stretching just slightly but making no effort to move.
“Good morning,” Levi said softly, melting at the omega’s sleepy-eyed sweetness.
To hell with everything else. Kissing him slowly and lazily for the rest of the
morning would be perfection.
“Hi,” Eren grinned, wiggling until he was able to slip a small foot through
Levi’s legs and sidle up closer to him.
“Feeling better?” Levi asked, brushing Eren’s bangs back from his forehead. The
boy shut his eyes at the touch and nodded.
“This is nice,” he murmured.
Levi couldn’t argue with that.
He raked his fingers through Eren’s hair, traced over his face, all the while
the omega stayed passive and submissive, allowing Levi to explore the curves of
his face and his soft hair with his gentle touch, humming quietly with
pleasure.
Eren caught his wrist and drew Levi’s hand up to his mouth, gazing at the young
alpha with bedroom eyes before placing a soft kiss in his palm. His slipped his
own, small hand into Levi’s and brought it to his jaw, rubbing his scent firmly
onto Levi’s hand, just as the alpha had done to him the night before.
Levi moaned, leaning in and touching his forehead to Eren’s, their breath
heated and mingling together in the slight space between their lips.
“You smell like you’re mine,” Levi said lowly, an unfamiliar gravel in his
voice. Only a day earlier, he’d never have said such a thing out loud, and
especially not in the way he did, but now he didn’t think twice. It was the
truth.
“Good,” Eren whispered back with a sly little smile, a tiny hand brushing up
into Levi’s hair.
“You’re making me crazy,” he rasped, wrapping a hand around the omega’s slight
waist. He could kiss him right then, he could just tip that beautiful boy’s
chin up and taste his sweet lips that were so close to his own, but he knew
once he did, he wouldn’t be able to stop.
“Is that a bad thing?” Eren asked coyly, and Levi smirked, rolling Eren onto
his back and crawling above him so he hovered over the smaller teen. The young
man that was so nervous the day before felt like a stranger in that moment, and
Levi relished in watching the omega’s chest rise and fall with each breath
beneath him, on his back in such a submissive position and offering no
resistance.
“No,” Levi assured him, tracing a finger down the side of Eren’s neck and over
his collar bone. He licked over his lips and Eren tilted his head away from
Levi’s touch, exposing himself to the young alpha in the most intimate,
visceral way. “Oh, Eren,” he groaned softly, leaning in to lower his face to
the smaller boy’s luscious scent. It was so forbidden, so lustful and
animalistic to nose so wantonly at an unmated omega’s neck. He was supposed to
be older, they both were; he should have a job and an apartment, be capable of
providing.
Levi was too taken with Eren’s sugared scent to do anything but indulge in what
had been offered so sweetly to him, and he brushed his nose behind the boy’s
ear, his breath hot and wet as it ghosted over the omega’s skin. Eren shivered
and Levi shushed him, kissing that illicit place that was meant to be kept
hidden from alphas just like him that would nose at it until they were out of
their minds and drunk with desire.
“I’ve got you,” Levi murmured between kisses, nibbling and licking as he teased
his way down Eren’s neck.
“Levi,” Eren sighed in the most beautiful way, twisting his fingers into the
alpha’s hair.
Levi grunted, absolutely lost in what had been presented to him, in his own
bed, and he ground down into Eren, pressing his hardness into the other teen’s
groin with a powerful shift of his hips.
Eren gasped and wrapped his legs around Levi’s waist, clinging to him and
writhing up to meet his needy thrusts.
Levi was ready to rip Eren’s nightgown and panties from his body with his
teeth, craving the skin on skin contact it would give them, the way it would
allow his cock to brush against Eren’s and slip between his warm thighs.
The pounding on Eren’s bedroom door made Levi go rigid, and he froze over Eren,
his mouth gaping as he panted and pupils blown.
“Eren, you’re late for breakfast, hurry up!”
“Fuck,” Levi growled lowly. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!”
The young alpha was disoriented and dizzy and Eren looked even more out of it,
rubbing his face against Levi’s arm like he expected him to continue, humming
softly to himself with his slight hips twitching and lifting off the bed.
Levi pulled back and sat up on his knees, and Eren whined and reached for him,
his teal eyes completely clouded over with lust.
What had he done?
Eren was a good kid, he came to him for comfort, he should be able to trust
Levi to control himself. And here he was, drowning the omega in his scent to
the point that he was belly up in his bed and begging him to come back to
nosing his neck and grinding all over him.
He had taken it all way too far, and he didn’t understand it or what had come
over him. This wasn’t like him; he wasn’t ever so forward with omegas – nor had
he ever wanted to be! For all the talk he’d done about wanting to protect Eren,
he’d gone and crossed so many lines himself.
“Levi? Come back…” Eren said sweetly, and Levi had never felt more torn in his
life. He was still all doped up on omega and the way Eren pleaded for him made
all his blood run straight to his cock.
But, Cindy had just banged on Eren’s door, and there was a good chance that
when the kid snapped out of it, he’d be extremely uncomfortable with how far
things had gone between them so rapidly.
“You need to go get dressed,” Levi said, trying to keep his voice quiet and not
sounding as panicked as he truly was. Eren didn’t move and Levi began to pace
his room, running a hand through his wild hair, his heart racing as he tried
desperately to calm himself down.
It was more than just attraction, just caring about Eren. For whatever reason,
they had chemistry and being close to him, intimate with him in any way, made
all of Levi’s carnal desires come to the surface.
He returned to the bed, scooping Eren up into his arms, the boy limp and
resting his head against Levi as he carried him back to his own bedroom. He set
him down on his own bed, and Eren clung to his shirt, leaning back in toward
Levi and rubbing his face against his stomach.
“Come on, I’ll help you,” Levi said, brushing his hand through Eren’s hair,
guilt creeping in on him. “If Cindy sees you this way, she’s gonna kill us
both, Eren. Where’s your uniform?”
Eren didn’t respond, so Levi went to his dresser, pulling open the top drawer
and finding it full of pretty, lacy panties. His blood went hot and he gripped
the edges of the drawer to hold himself up, biting harshly into his lip.
This was the last thing he needed to see to help him calm down.
He pulled a pair of pink lace panties from the drawer, holding them between his
forefinger and thumb like they were covered with spiders and he yanked open the
drawer beneath it and snatched up one of Eren’s collared shirts, a sweater, and
one of his school skirts.
“Here,” he said, dropping the items into Eren’s lap, the boy watching his
erratic behavior curiously. “Just, put them on while I get dressed, okay?
We’ll… we can talk in the car.”
“I want to go back to bed. In your room.”
Eren’s voice so was incredibly soft, it tugged at Levi’s heart. He barely even
sounded like himself, so meek and hazy-eyed.
Eren had seemed to have been holding himself together much better around Levi
than the other way around, but now it appeared that his scent and touch had hit
Eren hard. It was clearly way too much for him. Eren was barely around alphas
at all; it was probably a shock to his system.
“Please just get dressed,” Levi pleaded, glancing over his shoulder at the
door. No matter how innocent it might have initially been, him letting Eren
into his bed, he’d definitely pushed the envelope and there was no way he could
ever explain this to Kenny and Cindy without serious consequences. “I’ll be
back in a minute; I’m going to get ready. Please, Eren. Get your uniform on and
we’ll figure this out.”
Eren stared at him and Levi sucked in a breath, rushing into his room to get
dressed for school. Dark, ripped jeans, a Bad Religion T shirt, a black hoodie
with red pin stripes. He checked his reflection in the mirror on his way
through the bathroom toward Eren’s room and he looked… mostly normal. Stressed
the fuck out, but not like he was about to start humping the walls.
It was an improvement, at least.
He was more worried about Eren, and was relieved to see he had gotten into his
uniform and brushed his hair. He was laying on his bed, devoid of his usual
energy, like he could melt into the sequined comforter at any minute.
“Are you okay? Do you think you can go down there?” Levi bent down in front of
him, worried.
“I’m fine,” Eren said quietly, pushing himself up and moving slowly. “Calm
down.”
Levi wasn’t so sure that was true, though with time the effect of being so
close to him would wear off and Eren really would be okay. The key was making
it through breakfast without either of the adults picking up that something was
off.
He walked in front of Eren, down the stairs and to the kitchen table, where
Kenny was already sitting with his coffee and the newspaper.
“You better hurry up,” Kenny said dully. “You’re running late.”
“No shit,” Levi grumbled, stuffing his breakfast into his mouth and eyeing Eren
as the smaller teen did the same.
“Yeah, sorry about the bullshit last night,” Kenny sighed, taking a sip of his
coffee. “Thanks for not making it worse.”
Levi looked over his shoulder for Cindy and Kenny shook his head.
“She already left, don’t worry about it.”
Levi bounced his knee, a wad of pancake in the side of his mouth. “That was
pretty fucking ridiculous, Kenny. If she is going to ask me to do her favors,
she shouldn’t be such a bitch to me. I was fucking starving when I picked Eren
up, and he’d just danced and cheered all damn afternoon. And suddenly I’m the
asshole for bringing him to fucking McDonald’s on the way home and getting us
both dinner.”
“I know,” Kenny agreed.
“Would she rather we just showed up here and asked her to make us something to
eat? Right in the middle of all of your bullshit? The entire thing was really
fucking not cool,” Levi snapped, setting his fork down with finality.
“I know, Levi. And I said I was sorry about it, okay? She was worked up about
some shit with me and took it out on you two.”
“No shit,” Levi grumbled. “We heard it all damn night. And the way she treated
Eren was fucked up. He didn’t do shit.”
Kenny looked at Eren for the first time, his eyebrows lifting at the far off
look in the boy’s eyes. “Are you okay, Eren? You look…”
“I’m fine,” Eren muttered, stuffing the food into his mouth as quickly as he
could chew it.
“He got bitched at for no reason, don’t expect him to act like a trained
monkey, you know I fucking won’t,” Levi said, crossing his arms and leaning
back in his seat, looking Kenny straight in the eyes with a challenging look.
“Levi, I’m not arguing with you,” Kenny said, setting down the newspaper and
giving his nephew his full attention. “I know it’s fucked up; I’m going to
handle it. I’m sorry that because she was pissed off at me over stupid shit,
she blew up at you two over stupid shit. What else do you want me to say?”
“I don’t know,” Levi said with exasperation as Eren got up and left the table,
presumably to get his backpack.
Kenny watched Eren disappear up the stairs, then turned his gaze to the dark
haired alpha scowling at him from across the table. “Is there something you
want to talk to me about, Levi?”
“No.” Levi looked away, toward the front door. He had said what he needed to,
probably much more than he needed to, really. The words just spilled out of his
mouth faster than he could stop them.
“You’re being really… aggressive,” Kenny concluded, letting the word hang in
the air and thicken the sense of tension between them.
“Well, I’m pissed off,” Levi said with a snort and a shrug of his shoulders.
“You would have been, too.”
Kenny watched him for a few moments longer, then leaned in his chair to pull
his wallet out from his back pocket. “Here,” he said, tossing a twenty-dollar
bill across the table to Levi. “I’m taking Cindy out to dinner tonight to kiss
her ass a little and try to work some shit out. Why don’t you and Eren order a
pizza or Chinese or something.”
“Tsk.” Levi rolled his eyes and slapped his hand down onto the twenty, sliding
it across the table and into his pocket. “Whatever you gotta do to make her
stop being such a bitch, go for it.”
“Thanks for the cash, uncle Kenny,” Kenny said, and Levi shook his head,
standing up from the table as Eren came down the stairs in his hoodie with his
backpack.
“You owe me more than twenty for putting up with that shit.”
“Probably,” Kenny agreed, watching Levi move immediately to Eren’s side and
hover over him as they made their way to the door. “I guess I’ll have to owe
you one.”
“You do,” Levi said firmly, opening up the door for Eren and putting a hand on
his shoulder to guide the quiet omega outside without even realizing it.
He opened the car door for Eren and stood there until he was settled into his
seat and buckled up, then shut the door and went to his own side, starting the
engine and letting out a deep breath.
“Thank god Cindy wasn’t down there,” he said with relief, looking over his
shoulder to back out of the driveway. “If she asks you about it later, why you
were quiet this morning, just say you were upset about her yelling at you last
night. Make her feel as bad about it as she should, she’ll never know the
difference.”
“I really am fine, Levi,” Eren said quietly, watching the alpha drive. “I don’t
understand why you’re so… freaked out?”
Levi clenched his jaw. He didn’t want to talk about what he’d done, the way
he’d climbed on top of Eren and molested his neck with his mouth. It was a huge
mistake and he’d absolutely taken advantage of Eren when he was vulnerable and
trusting him.
“I just… didn’t want you getting any more shit from Cindy,” Levi offered,
glancing over at Eren. The way Eren was staring at him made him even more
anxious, and he wondered if he was doing the right thing by bringing Eren to
school in the state he was in. The separation would probably do Eren some good,
but Levi worried about the omega being away from him when he was so… zoned out.
“Oh.” Eren was quiet again and Levi’s stomach was in knots. He had really,
really fucked up. After Eren had fallen asleep, he should have brought him to
his own room for the remainder of the night. Being in his bed was way, way too
much for Eren. And Levi had taken advantage of his dazed, docile state and in
the moment… he’d felt so completely right in doing so.
He wanted to bond with Eren, he really did. But, he’d done it the right way the
night before, just comforting him while he cried and reassuring him that he was
safe and supported. He needed to keep it all innocent. Anything else just
wasn’t right. Eren was a good kid, sheltered. He had to put on the brakes.
“We should bail,” Eren said, finally breaking the silence between them.
“What?” Levi furrowed his brows and turned toward Eren’s school. “What are you
talking about, Eren?”
“School,” Eren replied with a slight wave of his hand, as though it should have
been obvious. “We should cut.”
Levi shook his head. “Why would we do that?”
“So we can hang out.” Eren turned in his seat to face Levi full on as he drove.
“Eren… no,” Levi said with a sigh. The truth was, he absolutely hated the idea
of dropping Eren off, for both selfish reasons and some that were probably fair
or valid concerns, but helping the kid skip school was definitely not on the
agenda, no matter how torn and anxious Levi was.
“Why not?” Eren asked, cocking his head. “You cut all the time, what’s the big
deal?”
Levi frowned, pulling over to the side of the road before they reached the turn
Eren’s school. “Okay, first of all, I don’t cut all the time. Second of all,
you’re not me.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Eren asked, wrinkling his nose.
“It means you’re a good kid and I’m not going to help or encourage you to do
shit that’ll fuck all that up.” Levi turned to look Eren in the eyes. “You
don’t want to be like me, Eren. You’ve got everything going for you and I’m not
going to be the bad influence that like… ruins your life.”
“I can make decisions about my own life, thanks,” Eren said curtly, crossing
his arms.
“That’s…” Levi shut his eyes, searching for the right thing to say. He didn’t
want Eren to be angry with him or upset at all, especially not before being
away from him for so many hours. “I just mean, we can hang out after school and
your cheerleading practice, you know?”
“You want to?” Eren asked, his lip pouting in such a sweet way.
Of course Levi did. He would spend every second of the day with Eren if he
could.
“Yeah,” Levi nodded, watching the boy carefully. “I’ll figure something out.
I’ll pick you up right after cheerleading and we’ll do something.”
“Like a date?” Eren waited hopefully for Levi’s answer, and the young alpha
steeled himself for what he was openly agreeing to.
“Yeah, a date.”
Eren’s entire face lit up and he grinned at Levi, a big, toothy smile that
managed to radiate excitement, even in his subdued state.
“Come on, I don’t want you to be late,” Levi said, putting the car into drive
and pulling back onto the road, then reaching across the seat for Eren’s hand.
When he found it, he gave it a gentle squeeze and the boy squeezed back, still
smiling to himself the rest of the way to school.
When Levi pulled in front of the school, he didn’t release Eren’s hand, hit
with another wave of nerves. He really, really didn’t like the idea of
separating from Eren, but he had to. It was the right thing to do in every way
that really mattered.
“If you need me, you know, even just to talk, you can text me,” Levi said
seriously, running his thumb over Eren’s knuckles.
“I really am fine, Levi,” Eren chuckled, smiling at him with almost sympathy.
“Really. I’ve just never uh… woken up that way and it was…” Eren shook his
head, grinning and blushing as he looked through his lashes at Levi. “I’m good
now. Promise.”
It was overwhelming, and way too damn much. That was the truth and what Eren
couldn’t say.
“I’ll see you at 4:45,” Levi promised, squeezing Eren’s hand again.
“I can’t wait!” Eren leaned in, placing a quick kiss on Levi’s cheek before the
young alpha could even process what he was doing, then was out of the car and
on his way into the school before Levi could remember to blink.
So they were going on a date. That was… amazing.
But, dating was one thing. What had happened between them that morning was
another, and it couldn’t happen again. Not for a very long time, when Eren had
matured and was ready for more adult things.
He was still so innocent and Levi wasn’t going to spoil that.
No matter how much it absolutely sucked.
Levi pulled his phone from his pocket once Eren had disappeared inside the
school and texted him.
“Have a great day. I’ll see you soon.”
He’d be counting down the minutes.
Already he wanted his Eren back.
He missed him.
And Levi had never missed anyone before besides his mother.
Chapter End Notes
     Thank you to the lovely @britefairy03 for beta reading this for me
     and listening to me hash ideas out!
     And thank you to all of you for reading! <3
***** Chapter 9 *****
Chapter Notes
     A plot heavy chapter to start off your weekend early <3
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Levi hadn’t even made it to his own school before he received the first text
from Eren.
“See u l8tr! Don’t miss me 2 much!”
It was cute, and Levi smiled. He already missed his sparkly omega, but he knew
he had done the right thing in insisting they both go to school.
The second text, a selfie, came while he was at his locker, before homeroom.
“Send 1 back 2 meeeee”
Levi leaned against the row of lockers in the slowly emptying hallway, looking
over Eren’s picture warmly. He was still wearing Levi’s hoodie and the alpha
wondered if he wore it all day. He could see Eren making a fuss with his
teachers to allow him to keep something on that wasn’t part of his uniform,
insisting he was cold or some other nonsense in order to get them to cave. The
kid was definitely persistent and had a way of getting what he wanted.
Levi wasn’t exactly thrilled at the idea of sending a picture back to Eren,
selfies had never really been his thing, but he didn’t want to disappoint Eren
again that morning. Sending him a picture was a lot easier than explaining to
Cindy why Eren didn’t make it to school.
After about eight tries at getting a shot where he didn’t look horrendously
awkward, he sent an image of himself, one eyebrow cocked, back to Eren.
“Happy now?”
Not even a minute later, Eren replied with a slew of emojis that Levi thought
might have actually expressed some sort of specific sentiment in Eren-speak,
but there were enough smiles in it that he assumed whatever it was, the omega
was pleased.
Levi had expected that to be the end of it, but every fifteen minutes or so,
give or take a few, his phone was buzzing in his pocket.
He was bombarded by the most random questions from the other teen throughout
the rest of the day, a new one coming his way each time he’d managed to grind
out a reply to the last one without being caught by one of his teachers.
“Which wld u rather have cat, dog, fish, hedgehog?”
“cat”
“What wld u name it?”
“Mr. Brightside”
“lolololol what do u think is the ugliest food?”
“anything with mayo”
“cake or pie?”
“pie”
“why???????”
“because I like fruit”
“what about cake with fruit filling?”
“sure”
“would u rather be a ninja or a pirate?”
“ninja”
“that was a trick question the correct answer was ninja pirate”
By the time lunch rolled around, Levi was pretty sure he might as well have
cut, considering that he hadn’t been able to concentrate on school at all. It
was likely he’d have been thinking about Eren all day anyway, but the omega
made it impossible for him to have anything else on his mind.
“He’s still texting you?” Mike asked with a grin when Levi checked his phone
while they finished up their lunch.
“He has been doing this nonstop all morning, asking me the most random shit,”
Levi replied around his mouthful of food, his eyes wide with disbelief. He
couldn’t say that he didn’t like knowing Eren was safe and okay, that the
little omega was clearly thinking about him, but he’d probably gotten more
texts from Eren in that one day than he’d gotten from all of his friends
collectively in his entire life. It was definitely new for him.
“He’s asking you questions to make sure you keep responding,” Mike explained,
taking Levi’s phone from his hand and scrolling through their conversation.
“He’s really latched on, huh?”
“I guess,” Levi shrugged. He didn’t really want to tell Mike about what state
Eren had been in when he’d dropped him off at school, but he was starting to
feel a little concerned.
And a lot guilty.
“He was really… clingy this morning when I dropped him off,” Levi started,
taking his phone back from Mike and a drink before continuing. “He’s fine
though, right?”
“Yeah,” Mike nodded, unalarmed. “He’s just bonding to you. It means whatever
you’re doing, you’re doin’ it right. He likes you. Stop worrying so much and
enjoy it.”
“I’m trying to,” Levi sighed, eyeing his vibrating phone. “But every time I do,
I feel guilty. I know I need to back off, but it’s like I can’t or something.”
In spite of how worried he was right then, concerned that Eren was having a
hard time after the way they’d been together that morning, he knew damn well if
Eren came to his bed again and asked to be with him, he would happily say yes,
and his nose would be back in his neck all over again.
“Why do you need to back off?” Mike asked with a shake of his head. “If he’s
happy with things, go for it.”
“Because… he’s…” Levi frowned. Mike made it all sound so simple, but it really
wasn’t. Doing whatever felt good was one thing when it only impacted his own
life, but he had Eren’s in his hands as well. “I just know he’s not ready for
stuff, and I don’t want to be an asshole.”
“No offense Levi, but how the hell do you know what he’s ready for? The way
he’s blowing up your phone, I think he’s ready for a relationship.”
“Maybe,” Levi snapped with frustration. Obviously Eren did want something from
Levi, he’d come to him crying wanting to be comforted, after all. “Like, having
someone to talk to and be there for him, sure. But, the physical stuff? He’s…
not.”
“And you know this, how?” Mike asked, holding his hands out, dumbfounded.
“Because I do!” Levi couldn’t stand it anymore. Maybe it went against every
single instinct he felt that told him to drag Eren to his bed and keep him
there, but he knew that Eren’s instincts hadn’t quite kicked in yet. He was
still so innocent.
The first bell rang and he headed into the building, replying to Eren’s message
about what would be his weapon of choice during a zombie apocalypse and
wondering if maybe the omega was just starting to creep toward maturity with
the way he seemed to seek out Levi’s scent now.
It wasn’t as though he was rejecting Eren. He was giving him his attention,
they’d indulged in mutual scent marking, he was taking him on a date after
school.
He just wanted to do things right. Eren was too important to him and he only
had one shot at being his alpha. If he fucked up, another guy would be ready to
step in and take over immediately. Levi couldn’t let that happen. He’d already
decided he wanted this long term, wanted to keep Eren as his own. If that meant
taking things slow, he’d continue to try.
Even though it meant feeling like a nervous wreck all day long, just because
Eren wasn’t nearby.
Levi went over to the omega high school that afternoon with Mike, agreeing to
give him and Armin a ride home before taking Eren on their date. The smaller
teen hadn’t relented in his bombardment of text messages all day, and Levi had
idly wondered if Eren really did miss him, felt the kind of anxiety he’d been
feeling upon being separated and it had manifested itself in this way.
He figured it was preferable over how Levi had considered jerking off in the
school bathroom the day before.
Sure enough, when their cheerleading practice had ended, Eren raced toward
Levi’s car in the parking lot with Armin galloping behind in an attempt to keep
up.
He nearly knocked Levi over, hitting him with surprising force and wrapping his
arms tightly around the young alpha’s waist. Levi wrapped his arms around
Eren’s back, catching eyes with Mike while Eren rubbed his cheek and jaw
fiercely all over Levi’s shirt. Mike cocked his head, shooting Levi an ‘I told
you so’ look, then turning his attention to the small, pig-tailed blond and
giving him a hug hello.
“Hey,” Levi said softly, his tension melting away now that he had Eren in his
arms again. It really had felt like an eternity, even with the omega texting
him all day. He knew Eren must have been busy during cheerleading, it was the
only time he took a break and Levi had to believe with the way Eren was acting
it was forced. “How was practice?”
“Long,” Eren sighed, making no move to let go of Levi. “And we have to cheer at
the scrimmage tomorrow, so that’ll be even longer.”
Eren said it like it was a punishment, and Levi couldn’t help but brush his
hand through the brunet’s hair. “I’ll come watch,” he told him, no longer
feeling the inclination to ask Eren if he wanted him to be there. The way he
was holding onto him spoke volumes.
“Good.” Eren had shut his eyes, and Levi was pretty sure he would stay right
where he was as long as Levi didn’t move, but they needed to get out of the
parking lot before some nosy parent saw them and pitched a fit.
“We should get going,” he said, directing his comment to everyone and looking
over to Mike and Armin. Mike had his arm around the small blond, looking at
something on Armin’s phone with him. Mike looked huge beside Armin, just as
Reiner did, and all at once Levi felt uneasy again. Like what he was feeling
was wrong and he needed to give Eren more time.
“Yeah,” Mike agreed, guiding Armin over to Levi’s car and helping him into the
backseat, while Levi gently pulled Eren away from him.
“You alright?” he asked, and Eren nodded, giving Levi a small smile. “When we
get to Armin’s, I’m gonna borrow some of his clothes for our date,” he
explained with a twinkle of excitement in his eyes. “So I don’t have to wear my
uniform.”
“Okay,” Levi agreed, putting a hand on Eren’s back and walking him the rest of
the way to his car. He wasn’t really up for hanging out with Mike and Armin,
but he understood it was probably a big deal for Eren and he wanted to do
everything he could to make it as perfect for him as possible.
Hell, it was Levi’s first actual date, too.
The ride to Armin’s was uneventful, until they turned down the blond’s street
and he mentioned that his grandfather wasn’t home since it was Bingo night at
the community center. Levi caught Mike’s smirk and he shook his head, his
showing of distaste ignored by his friend.
They followed Armin inside and the house was pretty much what Levi expected for
the home of an old guy raising his grandkid. Most of the furniture looked like
it hadn’t been updated since at least the 1970s, including the solitary
television in the family room. Nearly every wall was lined with bookcases from
floor to ceiling, each crammed with hardcovers that looked worn enough to be
first editions. Instead of paintings there were historic maps on the walls that
weren’t hidden by books and there were curio cabinets filled with little
treasures of absolutely no significance to Levi.
It was organized chaos, tidy but crammed full of all sorts of things, and Levi
had to admit that Armin looked a bit out of place there in his brand new
sneakers and uniform.
“Come with me to my room, you can borrow whatever you want,” Armin said, and
Eren flashed Levi a smile.
“Hey, I wanna see your room, too,” Mike said with that same damn smirk, and
Levi had had enough.
“Mike, can I talk to you for a minute?” Levi snapped. “Outside.”
“Why?” Mike asked with a snort.
“You know why,” Levi hissed, the two omegas falling silent. “Let’s go. I’ll
bring you home and swing back around to pick up Eren.”
“Nah, I think I’m good,” Mike said, leaning against the wall and crossing his
arms casually.
“Actually,” Eren spoke up, stepping between the alphas and grabbing onto Levi’s
sleeve. “I’d like to talk to you.” Eren tugged Levi firmly toward the master
bedroom, shutting it and spinning on his heel.
“What are you doing?” Eren asked in a fierce sort of whisper and furrowing his
brows at Levi.
“I’m trying to get Mike out of here,” Levi explained, lifting an eyebrow at
Eren. “He wants to screw around with Armin, if I don’t bring him home,
something is gonna happen.”
“Good!” Eren said with exasperation tossing his hands through the air. “They
want to hook up, why the hell are you getting in the middle of it?”
Levi sighed, looking over his shoulder and out the window. He felt extremely
uncomfortable, and he didn’t want to have to say any of it out loud; especially
not to Eren. “Eren, you and Armin… you’re like, not ready for the kind of
things I know Mike wants to do. He’s… looking to do some pretty adult stuff.
It’s way too much and it isn’t right for him to go there with Armin.”
Eren balked at Levi’s words, taking a step back from him and crossing his arms.
“Wow. Okay. I’m not even gonna ask how you know anything about what Armin is or
isn’t ready for, but where the hell did you get the idea that I’m not ready for
‘adult’ stuff?”
“You’re like… this sweet, innocent boy… your room has all those stuffed animals
and you collect toys!” Levi looked over at Eren with pleading eyes, not wanting
to fight with him and unsure what else to even say to the gawking teen. “I know
you’re not thinking about the stuff he is, you’re not ready, there’s no way
you’re at that level of maturity yet…”
Eren started to laugh, covering up his mouth with his hand and shaking his
head. “So, because I like cute stuff, you think I’m not interested in sex? Are
you for real right now, Levi?”
Levi ducked his head to the side, scratching at his neck. Maybe it sounded sort
of stupid the way Eren said it, but he felt like he was doing something wrong
every time he got to thinking about doing the sorts of things Mike was.
“Levi, wow.” Eren ran a hand through his hair, his eyes wide with disbelief as
he finally stopped himself from laughing. “Look, I’m just as mature as you are,
Mr. Alpha. I know you all have this cocky attitude that you’re all turning into
adults now that you’ve got some hair on your junk, but guess what? Armin and I
matured way before you did. We’ve been taking heat suppressants every single
day since we were ten-years-old! Don’t even tell me I’m not mature enough to be
thinking about sex when I’ve been thinking about it every single day for the
past six years every time I take one of those pills.” Eren started to pace the
room, shaking his head with disbelief. “You… you don’t have to do a thing! You
can just go alpha around and if you think about sex, awesome, if you don’t,
whatever! But, I’ve been handling myself and my sex life for a long time and I
don’t need you or anyone else telling me what I’m ready for or how sexually
mature I am or whether I’m in a position to know what I want. It’s really
ignorant, Levi.”
Levi stared at Eren, listening to him go off on him in a firm but thankfully
controlled way, taking in all of the information that was being thrown at him
but unsure what to do with it. He’d never thought about Eren taking heat
suppressants, or even taken any time to learn about them. It had all seemed
pretty irrelevant. He was an alpha, he had never been interested in omegas
before, hell he barely even casually knew any.
He supposed he probably was pretty ignorant. It was just that everything with
Eren was happening so fast, he didn’t really even have time to figure things
out before they were moving towards more.
“If you didn’t take those pills, you would have had a heat when you were ten?”
Levi asked, the thought disturbing.
“Possibly,” Eren shrugged. “Without suppressants, it’s usually around twelve,
but they encourage us starting them at ten so we’re covered. Though, sometimes
even that isn’t early enough. I mean, sometimes it won’t happen until you’re
like sixteen, but it’s anyone’s guess.”
“But, that doesn’t mean you were ready for sex then, Eren,” Levi said with a
squint of his eyes. “You were still way too young.”
Eren rolled his eyes, groaning with frustration. “I didn’t say I was ready to
have sex when I was ten. I said I’ve been managing my sex life every day since
then, and right now, today, I’m not some dumb omega that doesn’t know about
anything and is incapable of knowing what I want.” Eren sighed and looked over
to Levi with a tired little frown. “And for you to think I’m totally clueless
about this stuff is like… it’s kind of offensive, Levi. Omegas aren’t totally
clueless about everything. We have to pay way more attention to all this stuff
than you alphas do.”
“I… I didn’t realize,” Levi admitted, feeling awfully stupid himself for not
even considering that Eren might have been dealing with things himself – and
for a lot longer than Levi had been. It made sense that having a heat would
impact the omega’s life a lot more, of course Eren had to be educated about it
and proactive. “I’m sorry, Eren. I was trying to protect you two; I didn’t mean
to be an asshole.”
“I know,” Eren said with a half-smile. “But, Armin and I get to make the
decisions about what we’re up for doing. Not you, not anyone else.”
Levi was quiet, trying to understand his place in Eren’s life. He still wasn’t
sure what Eren wanted, how aggressive he was supposed to be. “I feel like I
have absolutely no idea what I’m doing,” Levi admitted, drawing his gaze up to
Eren’s softening eyes.
“You overthink things too much,” Eren said quietly, reaching out to take Levi’s
hand. “When you do what feels right, it’s usually… you know… right. When you go
against your instincts…”
“I fuck things up,” Levi sighed. It was strange that just doing what he truly
wanted seemed to go over better with Eren than anything else and he wasn’t used
to his impulses ever going over so well with anyone else. Maybe, it meant they
were truly compatible; more than Levi had even realized.
“Haven’t you always just done what you felt like doing before?” Eren asked,
cocking his head like he was sincerely trying to figure Levi out as well.
“What’s changed?”
“You,” Levi confessed. “I care about you and I feel like… like now if I just do
whatever I want, like it could hurt you or mess up your life. And… I don’t want
to do that, Eren. I’m overthinking all this shit because I don’t want to do
anything to screw this up.”
“I won’t let you mess it up,” Eren promised, stepping closer and wrapping his
arms around Levi’s waist and resting his head against his chest. “If you ever
do anything I’m not okay with, I’ll tell you. Just like I am right now. I’m not
afraid to speak up, Levi.”
“But, I don’t want to be some asshole alpha that acts like a huge douche bag
when it comes to you. I wanted to knock Reiner’s teeth out the other day and I
can’t stand that shit, Eren. I don’t want to turn into that.” Levi had never
felt any of these impulses before, the need to have Eren the way he did. He
didn’t want to become like the entitled douche bag alphas that he had grown to
hate.
“Levi, you won’t.” Eren nuzzled against his chest, and Levi circled his arms
around the smaller teen, pulling him closer. “The difference is that Armin
didn’t want anything to do with Reiner, but he likes Mike. If Mike takes charge
or pursues him, that’ll make Armin happy, because he wants that from him.
Mike’s a good alpha, there’s nothing wrong with him acting like an alpha with
Armin. He hasn’t been a jerk or gross about anything.”
“But, you say you want for you two to be able to make your own choices, then
you say you want alphas to act like alphas and take charge…” Levi shut his
eyes. He was so fucking confused.
“You’re not really acting like an alpha by fighting your instincts,” Eren
shrugged, walking his fingers up Levi’s shirt, over his abs and making him
shudder. “Taking charge and being controlling aren’t the same thing. I mean,
when you take charge, you’re taking the lead… you know? Controlling people,
they don’t actually care what the other person wants or if they say no.”
“I do care about what you want,” Levi said softly, running his hand up Eren’s
back and into his hair. He wanted Eren to be happy more than he could ever
remember wanting anything. He had even brought him to that pizzeria that first
afternoon, prepared to step aside to Jean, just because he’d thought briefly
that it was what Eren had truly wanted… even though it had made Levi feel sick
inside.
“I want you to do what really feels right, Levi. Not what you think everyone
else wants you to do.” Eren lifted his head, one eyebrow lifted and a tiny
smirk on his lips. “One of the things I like about you is that you don’t care
what other people think. You do what you want and you don’t go around trying to
be someone you’re not.”
“I care what you think, though,” Levi admitted quietly, brushing two of his
fingers beneath Eren’s chin. “Just you. Everyone else can fuck off.”
“I think you’re exactly the sort of alpha I always hoped I’d meet someday.
You’re confident without being cocky and arrogant about it. You don’t need to
show off or fit in to please anyone else. Best of all, you actually listen to
me when I tell you how I feel and what I want and don’t want. You care, and you
don’t want to force me to do anything. Or… not do anything…?” Eren left the
question hanging in the air, looking up at Levi with wide, expectant eyes.
“So then… this morning you were…”
“Happy?” Eren cocked his head coyly, his eyelashes fluttering as he grinned.
“And still happy? Yeah.”
“Why?” Levi forced past the lump in his throat. He could still barely believe
that Eren would have enjoyed the way he had gone at his neck and rubbed all
over him.
“Um, because it was you, and I like you, and you’re hot, and you were finally
doing what I was hoping you would. You know, act like you want me, too…” Eren
trailed off, his voice dropping to a soft whisper.
“Of course I want you. I would have been thinking about you all day, even if
you didn’t text me every ten minutes.” The corner of Levi’s lips ticked up into
a tiny, half-grin, and Eren blushed furiously.
“Well, I missed you. I wanted to spend the day with you,” Eren admitted with a
shy little shrug.
“I know you did, and I wanted to, too. But, Eren, when stuff like this morning
happens… you really should let me… protect you. You weren’t thinking clearly
and if I’d gone along with what you wanted, you would have gotten caught and
Cindy would have been pissed. I’ve cut enough to know that the school will call
home, more than once, to find out where you are. They have to, because Cindy
didn’t call them to tell them you were out, they have to make sure you’re not
missing or something. I wasn’t trying to control you or boss you around, it was
something I know more about than you and I needed to stop you before you did
something that would have fucked everything else we’ve got going on up. If
Cindy found out I let you cut school, do you think she’d ever let me drive you
again? I’m not saying you can’t do shit you wanna do, but you’ve gotta be smart
about it.”
“What is it that we’ve got going on?” Eren asked with a hopeful glint in his
big eyes, and Levi smiled slightly, unable to resist with the way the cute teen
was staring at him.
“I’m about to take you on a date, aren’t I?” Levi asked, and Eren nodded
quickly.
“I should get changed, then we can go…” Eren said with renewed excitement,
stepping back from Levi and catching onto the alpha’s hands as he did. “All I
want is for you to listen to me, to what I want. And if you agree with me,
stand by me, even when no one else will.”
“Eren,” Levi shook his head, squeezing the other teen’s hands. “Even if I don’t
agree with you, I’m going to stand by you. I want to be your ride or die.”
Eren grinned then, seemingly satisfied with the alpha’s response and tugging
one of Levi’s hands as he turned to leave the bedroom.
“Is everything okay?” Armin asked, leaning his back against Mike in the hallway
with the alpha’s arms around him.
“Yup, we’re good!” Eren said cheerfully, smiling like any bit of tension there
may have been had disappeared. “Lemme go get some clothes so we can get going.”
Armin agreed, following Eren into his bedroom and leaving the two alphas alone
in the hallway.
“Did you get a lecture?” Mike asked, running his teeth over his lower lip
without moving away from the wall.
“Yeah, little bit,” Levi snorted with a small smile. “Guess I’ll stop being a
cock block now.”
Mike broke out into a large grin, turning his head to look over at Levi. “I
really like him. He’s good for you.”
“Oh really?” Levi asked, lifting his eyebrow.
“Yeah, you gotta have someone else around besides me to tell you when you’re
being stupid,” Mike sighed, as though it was a demanding job and he was
terribly put upon.
“I was trying to do the right thing, I didn’t realize they were… actually even
thinking about sex,” Levi said with a shrug. “Did you know they’ve been taking
pills to stop them from having heats since they were like, ten-years-old?”
“Yup,” Mike glanced at Levi with a confused look. “You didn’t? They do that
with all the omegas now. Hannah started taking them last year,” he said,
referring to his little sister that was also an omega. “I think they have to
have a letter from their doctor saying they’re taking them so they can go to
public school. Like what the schools do with shots and shit.”
“I had no idea,” Levi mumbled, having a difficult time processing that Hannah,
who was basically a kid, needed to worry about stopping a heat. “Is she okay?
Hannah, I mean. Did it like, do anything to her?”
“I mean, not really?” Mike shrugged. “Just made it so she won’t have a heat
until she’s ready, I guess.”
“Do you think that Eren and Armin taking those pills, that it like… changes how
they are with us?” Levi couldn’t help but wonder if messing around with their
hormones and cycles made their responses to alphas different. It seemed like it
would, and Levi wasn’t so sure he liked that, even though he could barely
articulate why.
“Of course. It tones shit down for them a lot. When they aren’t taking them,
they’re real focused on just trying to find a good mate,” Mike explained. “And
our scents, all that other shit, it gets them all wound up like it does for us.
Like, you’ve scented Eren, right?”
“Yeah.”
“Did it make you feel fucking crazy?”
“Pretty much,” Levi sighed.
“That’s how it would be for them, too, if they weren’t taking the pills. They’d
get real soft and submissive, show signs they want to mate.” Mike glanced over
at Armin’s door, and Levi didn’t miss the look of longing in his eyes.
“But, don’t omegas that take suppressants have sex?” Levi was confused. He
really didn’t understand how any of it was different. Wouldn’t having sex at
all bring out all of that in an omega? For fuck’s sake, that morning all he’d
done was nibble at Eren’s neck and grind on him a little and the other boy was
belly up and urging Levi toward his sweet spot. He was nearly out of his head
after only a few minutes and Levi had needed to carry the limp teen to his
bedroom and beg him to get dressed and go to school – when all Eren had wanted
was to rub all over him and go back to bed.
“Yeah, but I’m not talking about sex, I’m talking about mating. Sex when it’s
just sex and sex during a heat, mating, it’s really not the same thing,” Mike
said, trying to clarify things to Levi, even though the other alpha’s head was
spinning. “The suppressants dull that itch they have to mate. Of course, we
still feel it, so that sucks. I’ve wanted to knot Armin since the day we met
him. Can’t just shut it off like they can.”
“You’ve been thinking about that, too? The knotting shit?” Levi looked over at
Mike with relief, glad to hear he wasn’t the only one and Mike was dealing with
the same, maddening shit.
“Yeah. You?”
“Fuck yes, and I never used to think about that kind of shit.” Levi hadn’t even
given knotting a second thought until he’d met Eren. Then all of a sudden, this
new thing had popped into his head and nearly taken over his thoughts. The urge
was so powerful; it had been somewhat alarming.
“It’s normal. He’d be thinking it, too, if he wasn’t taking the pills. His
instinct to breed with you because you’re a good alpha is pretty shut down. I
mean, he might think about it sometimes in a real detached kinda way, but it’s
not like for us, how the urge is so strong you end up jackin’ it at school,”
Mike said with a crack of his knuckles. “I mean, don’t get me wrong, he still
wants you to fuck him, he’s just not going nuts over wanting to get knotted for
a week.”
“You jerked off at school?” Levi shot his friend an amused grin.
Mike shrugged. “It happens,” he said casually, and Levi felt infinitely better
about his embarrassing impulse in the boy’s room the day before.
He still wasn’t sure he liked that Eren’s instincts were being subdued. Sure,
it sounded like it was convenient, but he couldn’t help but feel that he wanted
Eren to be in just as deep as he was, even if it was a selfish thought. “Do you
really think that’s a good thing, that they take pills that numb the stuff we
feel?”
“I mean, you gotta do something for them. Like, shit, Hannah’s not ready to
mess around with any alphas and if one even tried I’d fuckin’ kill em,” Mike
said lowly, his voice suddenly taking on a morbidly serious tone. “This is
better than her getting locked in her room and having to suffer through this
shit for a week. It’s real bad for them when they don’t have a mate for their
heat. That’s the whole reason suppressants were such a big deal. Back before
those were a thing, it fucking sucked to be an omega. Like either they had to
deal with feeling awful through all that over and over, or they ended up mating
with whatever alpha either came to them at the right time when they were
desperate enough or went looking for them and settling for some real shitty
alphas. And a lot of them ended up knocked up and alone, or with mates that
they didn’t even like. The suppressants gave them control over their lives and
made it so alphas couldn’t take advantage of them. Cause, really, I’m sure if
you’re suffering enough and some asshole says they can make you feel better,
you’re gonna take them up on it. So, yeah, I think they’re a good thing and I’m
glad they take em, I wouldn’t want my sister dealing with the kind of shit our
moms did. She’s told me some bad fucking stories, man.”
Levi was speechless. His mother had died when he was so young, he hadn’t really
thought about what her life might have been like back before he was born. He
tended to live in the moment, and as each day had been a struggle for them, he
hadn’t spent much time considering her past. She was from the generation just
before the suppressants, just like Mike’s mother had told him about. Had she
gone into heat and been miserable and desperate for relief? Had she accepted a
shitty alpha because she’d felt compelled to find a mate quickly? Had his
absent father taken advantage of her situation and used her?
It all made sense. His mother had never shown any interest in dating or alphas
that Levi could remember. When she wasn’t just simply exhausted, he could tell
she was depressed, even before she had gotten sick.
She had been used and abandoned. And even after all of that, she had died so
young.
Had Eren’s mother been through the same thing? Was that why she was with some
alpha that treated her and their son like shit and then bailed on them? Had all
of that pain Eren went through because of his shitty father been because she’d
spent a heat with some asshole and he stuck around but had never loved her?
Never wanted Eren? Resented Eren for merely existing?
“It’s some heavy shit,” Mike said, nodding at Levi and noticing the gloomy
expression on his friend’s face.
“It really fucking is,” Levi muttered quietly.
He felt like he understood his mother more than he ever had.
“But, you know, Eren and Armin haven’t had to deal with any of that, so that’s
a good thing,” Mike said, elbowing Levi in the side.
“Yeah,” Levi agreed without much enthusiasm, looking up at Armin’s bedroom door
when he heard voices near it.
Eren looked breathtaking when he stepped out, grinning expectantly at Levi.
He’d put on a fuzzy, light blue sweater and a short, white chiffon skirt along
with blue and white striped thigh high socks, adorned with pastel stars up the
sides. Completing the outfit were light blue Mary Janes with bows on the front
and a thin white headband that pushed most of his bangs away from his face.
He was adorable.
Levi realized it was the first time he’d seen Eren in regular street clothes,
not something for school, dance, cheerleading or sleep, and the omega was
absolute perfection. In spite of how confident Eren was, he had to believe that
even he really knew just how gorgeous he truly was.
“Eren… wow,” Levi breathed, reaching out to take the other teen’s hand,
forgetting all about the dark conversation he’d just been having with Mike, so
captivated by the boy standing before him, ready to go out on a date with him.
“Wow?” Eren asked, seemingly pleased with the enamored look in Levi’s eyes, and
Mike chuckled from behind the alpha.
“Levi’s just realized he probably should have prettied himself up.”
“Shut up Mike,” Levi said flatly, not taking his eyes away from Eren for even a
moment. “Let’s get the hell out of here.”
Levi didn’t want to waste another minute sharing Eren with their friends.
“Yeah, you look pretty enough for me,” Eren said with a light laugh, waving
over his shoulder to Armin as they headed out the door.
Once they had stepped out in the cool, fall evening, Levi put his arm around
Eren and walked him to the passenger side of his car.
“You really are beautiful,” Levi said quietly, pulling Eren a bit closer to his
body. For as much as he usually hated going out anywhere or being around
people, he felt a sense of pride that he was with Eren and liked the idea that
others would see them together, see him bringing Eren out on a date.
“Thanks,” Eren said softly, climbing into the car when Levi opened the door for
him.
Once Levi had pulled out of Armin’s driveway, he reached over to Eren and took
his smaller hand into his own.
He couldn’t remember ever feeling better about himself or his life.
Levi drove them to the next town over, much to Eren’s surprise, and Levi
shrugged.
“It’s our first date, I wanted to do something you’d like,” Levi explained.
“You know, so you’ll wanna do this again.”
Eren grinned and squeezed his hand, positively beaming as he watched the
buildings whizz by out the window.
“This is actually my first date ever,” Eren admitted, somewhat shyly. “I mean,
I’ve been asked before, but I’ve never said yes.”
Levi smirked and ran his thumb over Eren’s knuckles. He liked hearing that… a
lot. He wanted to be Eren’s one and only everything, and he would have been
jealous if Eren had done any of this with some other alpha before him. Even if
it wasn’t rational. “Well, same for me. And you’re the first person I’ve ever
asked. Before I met you, I’d rather have drunk bleach than go on dates with
anyone. I don’t even like getting dragged out with my friends,” Levi chuckled
softly. “But, with you, it’s different.” He looked over at Eren in the seat
beside his. “I want to take you places and do things with you.”
Eren blushed furiously, biting into his lip and casting his eyes down into his
lap.
“You make me feel really special,” he said, his voice wobbling.
Levi gave his hand another squeeze. He wanted to punch Eren’s father all over
again, especially after his talk with Mike, but now wasn’t the time to bring
any of that up. “You are special. And you’re really special to me.”
Eren squeezed his hand back and they pulled into the parking lot of a
restaurant he didn’t recognize, evident by the way he squinted his eyes and
looked curiously toward the windows that were mostly covered with bamboo shoot
blinds.
“You’ve never been here?” Levi asked, and Eren shook his head. “It’s a Japanese
restaurant. I thought you’d like this place.”
“Cindy doesn’t really like Asian food,” Eren said with a slight roll of his
eyes. “I pretty much have to beg her for Chinese take-out.”
Levi laughed, harder than he would have expected, and Eren looked over at him
quizzically.
“Sorry, it’s just Kenny raised me on Chinese take-out and pizza,” he explained.
“I don’t understand their relationship at all, I’m sorry. I’m sure she’s a nice
lady, or whatever.”
“I don’t get it, but I’m not complaining,” Eren said with a little smirk and a
wink, and hell if Levi didn’t want to grab him and kiss him right there in his
car in the damn parking lot with all these families and kids walking by.
“Come on then, you’re gonna love this,” Levi said, getting out and going around
Eren’s side to open his door for him.
Any other time he’d been there with Kenny, he’d insisted they sit at a table in
a back corner, away from all of the hoopla. But, this time, with the excited
little omega clinging to his arm in mind, he asked to be seated at the hibachi.
“What is this?” Eren chuckled as Levi pulled out a chair for him to sit down at
the large table. “I would have thought you were more of a quiet booth away from
people kinda guy…”
“I am,” Levi confirmed, sitting down beside Eren at the otherwise full table.
“But, I thought you’d love this, and that’s better than hiding in the corner.”
Eren’s smile softened and he slid his hand over to Levi’s beneath the table to
grab onto it. “You spoil me,” he said quietly, sidling as close to him as he
could. “You’ve bought me dinner three nights in a row.”
Levi hadn’t really realized it, but he had. The instinct to provide for Eren
was so strong, he hadn’t even put any thought into how he’d felt compelled to
keep taking him to dinner and otherwise look after him.
“I like taking you out,” he confirmed, squeezing the omega’s hand and the
kimono-clad server came around to take their orders. Eren wasn’t sure what to
get, so Levi ordered them both chicken and steak combinations and an appetizer
of gyoza, which Eren had never had before but Levi insisted he needed to try.
“It’s one of my favorites,” he explained.
Eren didn’t let go of Levi’s hand throughout most of their meal, their arms
touching while they ate their soup and salad and Eren tried out the dumplings.
“These are incredible,” he mumbled around a mouthful of food, and Levi had
smiled slightly at him, wanting so badly to kiss that dumpling filled mouth.
Eren was so cute when he was happy and excited about something and Levi knew he
had made the right choice for their first official date.
It was clear Eren had no idea what to expect when the chef came to the table,
and he jumped slightly in his seat when he began to hit his tools against the
grill. Eren cocked his head, watching intently as the man began his cooking
performance, laughing at all of his tricks and his eyes widening with delight
when he made the grill light up with fire and turned the onion in to a mini
volcano. The little omega’s favorite part, no doubt, was when the chef tossed
vegetables at them to catch in their mouths. Both Eren and Levi caught theirs
on their first tries, and Eren gave Levi a triumphant high-five.
Eren was in his glory, clearly the chef’s favorite with how engaged he was, and
Levi was undeniably happy as well. He loved that his idea had been such a
success, that he’d figured out exactly what Eren would enjoy and pulled it off.
It made him feel like a good alpha, with Eren sitting there so close to him,
holding his hand tightly with such a big smile and gobbling up his food like it
was the best meal he’d ever had.
Levi had absolutely fallen in love with how it felt to make Eren happy.
When they left, it was clear to everyone that looked at them that they were a
couple. Levi had again removed his hoodie to put over Eren’s shoulders and
looped his arm around the shorter omega, holding him close to his body as they
walked outside, Eren’s hand gripping onto Levi’s shirt right at his belly.
“I don’t want this to end,” Eren admitted, and Levi leaned down to kiss the top
of his head.
“Then it won’t,” he said simply, opening up the car door for him.
“I wish we didn’t have to go home,” Eren sighed, and Levi felt such conflicted
feelings. He wanted terribly to bring Eren home, away from everyone else where
he could have him all to himself… but he hated that it was a home he shared
with Cindy and Kenny.
It all felt wrong and he didn’t know what to do about it.
“We could watch a movie?” Levi suggested, and Eren seemed to perk up a bit at
that.
“Yeah! You haven’t seen Jurassic World! We should watch that; I’ve got it on
Blu Ray!”
Levi had a paper to write, but it would wait. Cuddling up with Eren on the
couch and watching him get excited about dinosaurs sounded like the perfect way
to continue their date. And Levi didn’t really want it to end, either.
“You got it,” Levi said, standing near Eren as he got into the car, blocking
him from both the wind and the people.
He liked showing him off, but the world still needed to know that Eren was his
and he wasn’t going to ever let any of them near him again.
Chapter End Notes
     Next chapter is the remainder of their evening.
     Or, the one where Levi has even less chill.
     Thank you to the wonderful, precious @britefairy for beta reading
     this story and being amazing in general!
***** Chapter 10 *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
As soon as they got into the house, they were on the couch, Eren leaning
against Levi as he searched for Jurassic World on the TV. Levi had his arm
around him, as he had since they had gotten out of the car, curled close to the
smaller teen and nosing at his soft, brown hair. He smelled even more delicious
than the dinner they’d just shared, and Levi would be happy to just carry the
other boy upstairs to his bedroom, if Eren didn’t seem so excited about showing
Levi one of his favorite movies.
It was probably for the best that they stayed where they were.
Kenny and Cindy weren’t home from dinner yet, but they would be soon. The last
thing he needed was one of them interrupting again when he was on top of Eren
with his face in his neck. All it would lead to would be frustration and anger
on his part. Cuddling with Eren this way was nice as it was, and it surely
wouldn’t end up with him hatefully jerking off in the bathroom because he’d
gotten all worked up and had to stop abruptly.
Surely? More like hopefully.
He longed to take Eren to a place of his own, where they could do as they
pleased and not ever have to worry about anyone else.
It seemed wrong, to be here with Eren. Cindy still wielded so much authority
over Eren’s life, but Levi felt as though he was already Eren’s alpha… even if
it hadn’t quite been consummated yet. He shouldn’t have to defer to Cindy with
regards to Eren. As long as Eren was fine with things, Levi felt he should be
able to do as he pleased. He had to believe that Eren would be much happier now
under his care, with someone that would not only protect him, but make most
moments of his life much more enjoyable in ways only an alpha – his own alpha –
could.
And as Eren pulled a blanket down from the back of the couch and settled in
against Levi to watch the movie, Levi realized that if he truly wanted this, to
have Eren as his own and all to himself, he needed to stop fucking around.
Instead of spending his afternoons effectively wasting oxygen, he should
probably start thinking about getting a job. Hell, he should probably consider
what the fuck he was going to do with his life after high school, too.
Levi had put off thinking about any of that, deciding he’d grown up so quickly
as it was that he would put off work and all the 9 to 5 shit as long as he
could. But, with the tiny omega snuggled against his side, he knew it was time
to really be an adult. If he worked hard, he could save up and surprise Eren
with an apartment when the younger teen graduated. Then they could move out
together into a place of their own.
It felt so good to hold Eren, to feel his warm, little body in his arms. He
smelled amazing, and Levi rested his cheek against his hair. His scent was
strong and sweet and Levi itched to pull him closer, though there was not much
closer Eren could get. He had to bite his lip to keep from telling him how
crazy he was about him, how beautiful he thought he was and how he was
determined to give him the world. It was sappy and romantic and everything Levi
never thought he could ever be, but the feelings were so intense that just
holding in the proclamations of his undying devotion to the omega was a
challenge.
He couldn’t focus on the movie.
There were dinosaurs, people running around, but the nuances of the plot were
lost by Levi. He held Eren’s hand with one of his own, his other arm wrapped
securely around his shoulders, brushing his cheek and his lips over the other
teen’s hair throughout the movie in a daze.
Eren’s legs had found their way on top of Levi’s, the alpha’s feet resting on
the ottoman across from them, and all at once Levi lifted the omega from his
place beside him and slid him into his lap.
Eren all but melted against him, his body light and limp as he tucked his head
beneath Levi’s chin and placed a small, glittery, manicured hand on his chest.
“That better?” Levi asked, and Eren nodded, nestling against him as Levi pulled
the blanket around him.
It was perfect, having Eren so close, so relaxed in his arms. It made Levi feel
good in a way he never had before. Like there was this tiny, precious, little
creature that trusted him so much, liked him so much that he turned so
deliciously soft in his lap.
Delicate fingers danced over his chest, and Eren rubbed his cheek and scent
into Levi’s shirt as though it comforted him even more, the omega’s eyes lidded
as he touched the soft, smooth material that was warm with Levi’s body heat.
Omegas were particularly tactile, often seeking out contact with other omegas
they had gotten close to, but it was an honor for any alpha to be the recipient
of their physical affection.
“You’re cute,” Levi murmured, running his fingers through Eren’s choppy hair,
his vision blurring when Eren lifted his head and looked directly into his
eyes.
Eren’s cheeks were flushed and his lips were wet and parted, the little omega
taking shallow breaths by mouth. He turned in Levi’s lap, straddling him and
tentatively placing his hands on the alpha’s shoulders. Levi bit back a groan,
sinking deeper into the couch and putting his own hands on Eren’s tiny waist.
He’d held it together until then, nosing around the omega’s hair and getting
some kind of high off his scent, but now… now he wanted more.
The light skirt Eren wore had shifted when he moved, leaving the omega’s bare
thighs wrapped around him and pressed against his groin with his panties. Levi
was hard and when Eren lifted and shifted his hips just slightly, he could feel
the omega’s smaller erection rub against his own.
Eren gasped at the sensation, his eyes fluttering as his mouth hung open and he
froze, relishing in the pleasure.
God he was fucking beautiful, all worked up like that so easily with just a
little friction on his omega cock. He was going to be a dream to play with, his
body so sensitive and inexperienced but bravely seeking out his touch.
Levi gave a little pull to Eren’s hips and brushed their cocks together again.
“Oh god,” Eren stammered, his fingers digging into Levi’s shoulders. His whole
body stiffened for a moment, like it was registering that electric thrill that
radiated throughout him and settled into his very core.
Levi was fascinated, watching his little socked toes curl as he processed just
how good his alpha could make him feel, like for all his big talk he had never
truly realized just how amazing all of it could be.
Levi felt fucking empowered.
“More, baby?” Levi whispered, barely recognizing his own low, lusty voice, and
Eren nodded rapidly, squeezing his eyes shut. He pulled the omega toward him
again, this time lifting his own hips to meet his thrust, and Eren moaned and
rolled his head to his side, exposing the expanse of his neck to Levi’s eager
nose and mouth.
“You need an alpha, don’t you?” Levi gritted out, enraptured and wanting,
everything else in the world forgotten but the needy little omega he was
helping rut against him that he desperately needed to make his own in every way
he could.
“Just you,” Eren mewed as Levi traced his finger tip down the length of his
bared neck.
The omega’s sweet little confirmation spurred Levi on more, and he moved
forward, rubbing his hardness against Eren’s and dipping his face into his
neck.
“Good boy,” he breathed against his skin, and Eren shivered, whether at his
warm, wet breath or his praise, Levi couldn’t be sure. The young alpha smirked,
pressing a soft, teasing kiss behind the other teen’s ear, and Eren whimpered
and bit into his lip, as it would stop Levi from hearing just how much he liked
him tasting such a forbidden place.
In spite of the lecture about his maturity Eren had given him earlier, it was
clear to see that he’d never been touched this way by anyone else and his mind
was scrambled. Just a few not-quite-innocent touches and raspy words and the
omega was like liquid lust in his lap, gasping and moaning all slutty each time
Levi rocked their hips.
“Mine,” Levi teased in a serious way, mock biting Eren’s neck in a way that
drove him wild, petite hips bucking erratically in Levi’s hand. “Shh,” he
whispered, dropping another soft, wet kiss against Eren’s sweat slick, salty
skin. “Let me take care of you.”
He slipped his other hand beneath Eren’s skirt, and he heard the omega’s breath
hitch, like he was wondering if Levi was going to tear off those lacy panties
and take him right there in the middle of the living room.
Hell if Levi didn’t want to.
“Shh,” he whispered again, brushing his nose over Eren’s neck as he traced his
fingers over the ruffles of his panties and then slid them beneath the hem to
cup his warm, round, little ass. “It’s okay.”
The back of Eren’s panties were wet, though if it was from sweat or slick, Levi
couldn’t tell. At least, not without slipping his fingers deeper and brushing
them against his hot little hole to see if it was all wet and wanting.
If it was, Levi wasn’t sure he’d be able to stop himself from fucking him.
Omegas could produce slick outside of a heat, but only when they were with an
alpha they were highly compatible with, when they had such chemistry that the
omega’s body would easily prepare itself when aroused.
If Levi was able to make him wet, and just by nibbling his neck and a little
dry humping, it would stroke his ego in a way that was beyond anything he could
fathom.
He was near ready to cum his own pants just thinking about it.
“Like this,” Levi breathed, guiding Eren’s hips and his thrusts in a slow but
purposeful way, eliciting soft moans from the aroused teen in his lap.
“Levi…” Eren gasped, the alpha controlling his movements with a firm grip so
that all he could do was cling to his shoulders and mewl at the sensation of
the alpha helping him get off by showing him just how to rub his cock into
Levi’s to bring him the most pleasure.
“It’s okay, baby, I’ve got you,” Levi rasped. Increasing the pace, he rocked
and lifted Eren as he started to whimper insistently. His teeth on the other
teen’s neck was enough to push Eren over the edge, biting hard enough for the
beautiful omega to really feel it, but not quite enough to bruise or mark his
skin. Eren’s head lolled back and to the side and he cried out in ecstasy, his
lithe body going rigid in Levi’s hands as he came in his panties. He went limp
just as suddenly, collapsing against Levi’s chest and panting. Levi caught the
back of his head with his hand and kissed firmly into his hair, pulling his
hand from Eren’s panties and wrapping his arm tightly around the boy quivering
with the aftershocks of cumming so hard and so quickly.
Levi was uncomfortably hard, but he could see Eren was spent, and he shifted
the other teen carefully in his lap so he could cradle him against his chest as
he came down from what seemed to be a tremendous high for the previously
untouched omega.
He grazed his fingertips through Eren’s hair, down to the boy’s pink cheek that
he cupped in his hand. The omega’s eyes were half open, though it didn’t make
his stare any less intense, and Levi could only imagine what he must have been
thinking.
“You’re beautiful,” Levi whispered, running the pad of his thumb over Eren’s
wet lip.
No one else had ever seen Eren this way, in such a state, sexually sated and
exhausted with his panties wet with cum and possibly more. Levi felt incredibly
special at that moment, that Eren had shared this part of himself with him. It
was like he’d given a precious piece of himself to Levi, even if it hadn’t been
everything.
“You really care about me, don’t you?” Eren asked so softly that Levi’s brows
furrowed with concern. It didn’t seem like a rhetorical question; the omega was
deadly serious, and the way he was gazing at him with such anxious longing made
Levi’s chest clench.
“Of course I do,” Levi said in the most soothing tone he could manage, unsure
where such a question was coming from after all that he had done concerning
Eren since they’d met. “I wouldn’t be going to sit through a football scrimmage
tomorrow if I didn’t.”
Eren smiled just slightly at that, rubbing his cheek against Levi’s bicep and
getting himself more comfortable.
“You don’t have to worry, you know, about how I feel about you,” Levi said, in
spite of Eren seeming to be satisfied by his answer. He felt a powerful need to
ease any insecurities the omega had about where they stood. Levi knew exactly
what he wanted, and he didn’t want Eren worrying about things that would never
happen. “I know we haven’t known each other that long, but it feels like we
have, and I don’t ever want to not have you in my life. Things are so much
better now, with you here. You know, with me.”
“You won’t change your mind?” Eren asked just as quietly, and Levi shook his
head.
“No,” Levi said with conviction, laying Eren down on the couch and climbing
over him, the omega’s legs splayed so his skirt just barely covered up his
panties. “You’re stuck with me.”
Eren didn’t look entirely convinced, much to Levi’s surprise, and the young
alpha covered the younger teen’s body with his own and rubbed his jaw and cheek
firmly across Eren’s collar bone. He pulled the neck of Eren’s sweater to the
side and marked his shoulder, and the omega sighed beneath him.
Levi was still hard, and marking Eren – though he’d done it to comfort the
omega – made the continuing urge to rut against Eren even stronger.
It was crazy to him, that Eren would even wonder if he liked him or if he’d
stop. Levi thought it was blatantly obvious, and not just by his erection
pressing into the omega’s thigh. At this point, Levi was ready to snap the neck
of anyone that even looked Eren’s way, the mere thought of competition making
him even more aggressive in his scent marking.
He growled at the sound of keys scratching against the doorknob, his eyes
flicking up and narrowing toward the impeding intrusion. Eren squirmed beneath
him and pushed his chest, but he wasn’t inclined to go anywhere, even if
staying on top of the omega in the middle of Cindy’s living room was completely
irrational.
“Levi, move!” Eren hissed with urgency, and it wasn’t until he looked down at
the other boy’s wide, fearful eyes that he relented and pulled back, allowing
Eren to scramble away from him on the couch and wrap the blanket around himself
just as the door opened.
Levi tried to control his panting, stop his lip from turning up in a snarl and
his heart from beating out of his chest. Kenny was his uncle, completely non-
threatening, but Levi felt compelled to lurch at him and shove him out the
door, away from himself and Eren.
His icy and challenging glare wasn’t missed by his uncle, who paused in the
doorway as his tipsy girlfriend strolled right into the living room and sat
between them on the couch.
“Did you boys have a nice night?” Cindy asked, sniffling and smelling of vodka.
“Kenny said he left Levi some money to get you pizza?”
“Yeah, it was good. Thanks Kenny,” Eren said quickly, glancing back and forth
between the two alphas engaged in some sort of staring contest, unnoticed by
his not-so-sober aunt.
Cindy began to ramble about her evening with Kenny, oblivious to the fact that
no one in the room was listening to a word she said. Levi was half tempted to
push her off the couch, considering she had gotten between him and Eren, but
his focus remained on his uncle - the other alpha.
“Levi, come outside with me for a minute, I want to take a look at your car,”
Kenny said levelly, seeming to almost purposely avoid averting his gaze to
Eren.
Levi was hard pressed to leave Eren’s side, and he opened his mouth, about to
say as much, when his uncle shot him an incredulous look.
“Yeah,” Levi grunted, shoving himself up from the couch and stalking to the
door to follow the older man outside into the fall night.
“I guess we interrupted something hot and heavy,” Kenny said, lighting a
cigarette as they stood in the driveway beneath the glow of the lamp that hung
above the garage.
Levi scowled at his uncle and Kenny shook his head. “It reeks of sex in there.
Don’t try and play me, kid. You know I’m not stupid.”
“Whatever,” Levi grumbled, crossing his arms over his chest and narrowing his
eyes. He shouldn’t have to explain himself to Kenny. It was none of his damn
business what he and Eren had been doing.
“You really got feelings for this kid?” Kenny asked, and Levi huffed. “Christ,
it’s not that I care, but don’t shit where you eat, ya know? If this is all
about you wanting to screw around with someone, the kid you live with is a bad
a choice.”
“It’s not like that,” Levi muttered, rolling his eyes and offended deeply by
even the suggestion he would ever treat Eren that way. “I’m not using him or
whatever. I like him, okay? Can we be done now?”
“I just wanted to make sure you know what you were doing,” Kenny snorted,
offering Levi a cigarette and then putting them away when the younger alpha
shook his head. “If you aren’t serious about him, this is the kind of shit
that’ll blow up in your face real fast.”
“Well, I am,” Levi gritted out, already tired of the conversation. If he’d ever
wanted to screw around with random omegas, he’d had the apartment he had shared
with Kenny to himself on more than enough occasions to have done it, and Kenny
knew that. “I’m not stupid. I don’t need a fucking lecture about Eren’s honor
or whatever.”
“Really, Levi, I couldn’t give a fuck what you do or who it’s with, as long as
you don’t screw shit up for me,” Kenny said, taking a drag from his cigarette
and shooting the younger alpha a serious look. “I know you’re not stupid, but
what I just walked in on sure as shit was. If Cindy wasn’t drunk and fighting a
sinus infection from all her crying last night she’d probably want you
castrated right now.”
“Why?” Levi scoffed, insulted. “Eren likes me and I treat him good, it’s not
her fucking business.”
“He’s her nephew, he’s sixteen, and it’s her house… it is her business,” Kenny
corrected with a roll of his eyes. “Look, you know if it was up to me, I
wouldn’t care what you two do as long as I don’t have to hear it or see it. But
she doesn’t want Eren messing around with alphas, especially not one living in
her house. If she sees you as a problem, she’s gonna kick us both out. And that
makes your business my business.”
“So, what then? I can’t be with Eren because she thinks all alphas are shitty
except… you… for some fucking reason…” Levi said, rolling his eyes back at his
uncle and tossing his arms into the air in frustration.
“Hey,” Kenny glanced over at Levi with a smirk. “I’m not that bad.”
Levi glared at his uncle, and Kenny shook his head.
“All I’m trying to say is if you really care about him, you better be a lot
more careful,” Kenny explained, tossing his cigarette to the pavement. “She’ll
nip this shit in the bud if she gets wind of it, so you better try a lot harder
to hide it. And us walking in on Eren smelling like sex and you acting like a
fucking animal is gonna get you busted. I don’t want to be put in a position
where I have to lie about knowing about this, so you need to make sure she
doesn’t find out until Eren is grown and out of her house.”
“Don’t scent Eren, that’s fucking disgusting,” Levi growled, taking a step
toward Kenny with his fists balled up at his sides.
“Calm the fuck down, I’m not chasing your boyfriend’s skirt. I live in the same
house with you two and it was hard to miss this morning when he came downstairs
and smelled like you’d spent the whole night rubbing yourself all over him.
Now, we come home and…” Kenny paused, glancing over at his nephew. “I’m not
even gonna say what I smelled. If I didn’t know better, I’d think he was in
heat.”
Levi’s face burned red. He was furious that Kenny had violated Eren in such a
way, even if it was entirely unintentional and out of his control. It was
exactly why he wanted to squirrel Eren away and keep him in his room
indefinitely. He didn’t want other alphas sniffing around Eren; for Kenny to
have picked up on it made him embarrassed, angry and a little queasy.
“He’s not, he’s been taking suppressants since he was ten, he just told me
about it today,” Levi snapped defensively, as if this little shred of knowledge
about Eren’s private life was some sort of Alpha Trump Card in their one sided
pissing match. “I can’t help that we’re really fucking compatible and he likes
me. I know you’re not gonna believe me, but I barely touched him. I haven’t
even kissed him, Kenny.”
Kenny narrowed his eyes, looking over at Levi curiously. It seemed he believed
him, Kenny knew that Levi never really felt it necessary to lie to him – he
gave the young alpha more than enough freedom and was far from judgmental about
his recreational activities. Levi wasn’t one to offer up information to him
unless it was true.
“Please, just be careful Levi?” the older alpha sighed. “I get it. You’re
almost 18 and he’s cute and likes your attention and it’s making you forget to
use your brain,” he said, tapping the side of his head with his finger. “I know
you probably feel like you can’t help a lot of it, but if you actually want
whatever you have going on with him to last, you need to be smarter than you’ve
been. Cindy will not fucking hesitate to put an end to it if you’re sloppy and
she catches on like I have.”
“I’ve been trying to be careful,” Levi huffed with frustration. “He wanted to
cut today and I made him go to school, Kenny! I’m fucking trying, but you can’t
tell me that all of this isn’t stupid! When you were my age…”
“When I was your age, things weren’t better,” Kenny interrupted with a serious
tone. “Not for your mother, or for Cindy… and they wouldn’t be for Eren,
either. Cindy is trying to do what she feels is best for Eren. You don’t have
to like it, but you should respect it. She does care about him. And me telling
you to wait until he’s out of high school before she finds out about whatever
it is you two have started up isn’t the fucking end of the world. If you’re as
serious about him as you say you are, you can be careful for two years for his
sake. Because let me tell you something, Levi. If you keep this up and he gets
attached to you, it’s gonna be hell for him if you don’t stick around.”
“Why do you think I won’t? Why doesn’t she?” It was infuriating that they
couldn’t seem to understand just how serious he was about Eren. He was already
thinking about getting a job so they could have an apartment together – two
years in the future! He had every intention of building something with Eren, if
he didn’t, he wouldn’t care so damn much about everything. He wouldn’t be
second guessing himself and worrying so much about doing the right thing. He
had taken him out to dinner every night, held him while he cried… hell, he
hadn’t tossed him onto his bed and tempted him with his lips and fingers until
he was begging to be fucked. He’d been acting like he wanted a future with Eren
because he did.
“Levi, you’ve known him for less than a week,” Kenny stated flatly. “I know
he’s pretty and your hormones are out of control, but you’re playing with fire.
Don’t act like I’m some kind of asshole for trying to keep you from getting
burned and fucking shit up for the both of you.”
“I shouldn’t have to convince either of you of shit though! All that matters is
what Eren thinks! If he trusts me, if he wants to be with me, who the fuck is
anyone else to tell me we can’t be?” Levi could barely stand it anymore. He
shouldn’t have to hide it or cater to anyone else but Eren and it pissed him
off that Kenny was contradicting everything that he and Eren had agreed to only
hours earlier.
“You aren’t so dumb that you can’t understand that Cindy and I handle our
parental shit differently,” Kenny said with thinly veiled annoyance. “Just
because I’ve always given you freedom doesn’t mean she or some other parent
will do the same. She has every right to tell you that you can’t be with Eren
while he’s still a minor. It doesn’t matter if you think it’s unfair or stupid
or what the fuck you think you’re entitled to. Until he’s 18, it’s her rules.
And I’m telling you to wise up now and learn it, handle your shit better and
play the game smart.”
“It’s really fucking ridiculous that I have to pretend and lie just because
your girlfriend has issues,” Levi said lowly, and Kenny paused, like he was
about to say one thing and then changed his mind.
“Not my girlfriend, Levi. Eren’s guardian. You’re smarter than this. Christ,
you really do need some fresh air.”
“I know you don’t agree with this,” Levi argued and Kenny sighed with
frustration.
“I don’t, but it isn’t my place to tell her how to raise Eren. Do you want me
to let her tell me how to raise you?”
“No,” Levi grumbled, shoving his hands into his pockets. It was a stupid
analogy because Cindy’s parenting style was stupid.
“Then just calm the fuck down and handle this like the adult you want me to
think you are. That’s what this is, isn’t it?” Kenny asked, cocking his head
and giving Levi a hard stare. “You’ve decided Eren is yours and you don’t have
to answer to anyone because you’re grown, right? Adults think about
consequences, Levi.”
“I did! This morning, I did!” Levi snapped, trying his best to keep his voice
down low enough that Cindy wouldn’t overhear from inside the house. “I could
have let him bail like he wanted to and spent the whole fucking day here alone
with him, but I didn’t. I did think about the consequences and I kept him from
getting into trouble. Give me a little fucking credit, Kenny.” Levi frowned and
ran a hand through his hair, tired, frustrated eyes on his uncle. He was doing
his damn best and it sucked that Kenny couldn’t understand just how much he
hadn’t taken advantage of the situation.
“Then what I just walked in on isn’t going to happen again? Not where Cindy or
I will ever see it?” Kenny asked, his skepticism clear in his tone.
“No, okay? It won’t. I’ll be fucking careful. We were just watching a movie. I
seriously… really didn’t even do anything.” Next time, he’d just carry Eren to
his bedroom and turn on the shower. Fuck them. If they wanted to force him to
lie and sneak around, he’d do it. He wasn’t going to destroy the relationship
he and Eren had with each other just because Cindy didn’t approve of it. Once
Eren turned 18, they could move into the apartment Levi would start saving up
for and she wouldn’t have a damn say what they did.
“Be careful Levi,” Kenny sighed warily with a shake of his head.
“I will,” Levi gritted out, his shoulders hunching up as anger boiled in his
gut. “Can we be done with this bullshit now?”
Kenny rubbed his forehead, beginning to walk back toward the house. “I didn’t
want to have this conversation any more than you did.”
Of course he didn’t. If it hadn’t been for Cindy, Levi knew he wouldn’t have
said a damn thing, other than maybe the ‘I don’t wanna see it’ part. Which was…
well, fair enough. He didn’t much want Kenny seeing anything, either. “Then
fine, message received, Cindy won’t walk in on anything and neither will you.”
Unless Cindy planned on never sleeping and checking Eren’s bedroom all night
long, she’d have a hell of a time catching them.
It was fine, really, it was. Stupid, but not anything Levi couldn’t work
around.
He’d just make sure that whenever anything happened between them, they either
weren’t at home or they were locked in his bedroom.
It would be annoying, but in two years time Cindy would have zero authority
over their relationship and he could fuck Eren on the kitchen table if he
wanted to.
His own kitchen table in his own damn apartment where he’d do as he damn well
pleased with his omega.
Chapter End Notes
     I ended up splitting this again, I had promised everyone I'd update
     today and I am sick so I chopped it where it felt natural. I've got
     another 5 K written for the next part, so it should be up soon. I
     have one more scene to write, but I feel super barfy right now so
     it'll have to wait until I feel better. Thanks for reading!!!!!!! <3
     Thank you to the incredible amazing wonderful @britefairy03 for beta
     reading and being my cinnamon roll <3 <3 <3
***** Chapter 11 *****
Chapter Notes
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After his awkward and intensely frustrating conversation with Kenny, Levi went
back into the house, looking for Eren on the couch and instead finding Cindy
wrapped up in his blanket, watching the movie and blowing her nose.
“Where’s Eren?” Levi asked, trying not to make himself sound as demanding as he
felt. He’d been even more antsy than ever to get back to Eren and now that the
boy wasn’t where he expected him to be, Levi felt beads of sweat begin to form
at the back of his neck and his hair stand on end like there was electricity in
the air.
“Oh, Eren?” Cindy sniffled. “He said he had homework to do and went up to his
room. Maybe I was bothering him with my nose blowing. I tried to share the
blanket with him and he ran off.” Cindy chuckled nasally and turned back to the
TV, apparently done with the conversation.
When Levi got upstairs, he heard the shower on and wasn’t really surprised.
Eren had probably panicked when Cindy had gotten so close to him and wanted to
do something about his scent.
It had been pretty powerful.
Irresistible.
Whatever.
Kenny and Cindy had interrupted their fun and while Kenny had sufficiently
killed his boner, he still felt a lingering sense of sexual frustration that
made him feel like he was trapped inside of an airtight cage that was running
low on oxygen.
He paced his bedroom for a bit, running a hand through his silky black hair and
pushing it away from his face. Eren hadn’t been acting quite himself in their
last minutes alone, questioning Levi’s devotion to him and his feelings. It
concerned Levi in that it seemed so unlike Eren to feel insecure – especially
not after Levi had been more forward with him and his feelings toward him than
ever before.
It was possible it was an after effect of his orgasm. Maybe he came and for
some reason it made him feel particularly vulnerable. Levi didn’t really know
all that much about the idiosyncrasies of omegas. He probably should have paid
closer attention in Sex Ed.
Hell, he should probably start paying more attention in school in general if he
wanted to land a good enough job to pay for an apartment when he graduated.
Levi got changed into his pajama pants and a plain back T-shirt, then sat down
at his desk and opened up his laptop. He had a paper he was supposed to write,
it was due in third period, but he had no idea how that was ever going to get
done at this point.
All he had was an empty document and a blinking cursor.
He was supposed to write about the recreational activities of the soldiers
during the Civil War; something Levi felt was a waste of his time and better
left to a lecture than a paper. Granted, he’d had a week to write it, but
between moving and meeting Eren, he’d been busy.
He opened up his web browser, initially intending to research for some content
to throw into his paper, but when Google popped up into the screen, instead of
typing anything about the Civil War into his search query, he typed: omegas and
heat suppressants.
The first link in his search results went to a page about omega health that
seemed pretty legit, so he clicked on it and began to read, still feeling a
strange unease about Eren taking pills, in spite of what Mike had said.
Knowledge was power, or some shit, so maybe learning more about them would help
him not feel quite so… oddly revolted by it.
Omegas should be brought to their physician for an evaluation after their
eighth birthday. During the physical, the doctor will check for any signs of
development that might indicate an early heat. If no such signs are found, the
omega will be brought in for follow up appointments every six months until they
are ten-years-old. At that point, with parental consent, the omega will be
prescribed heat suppressants in order to prevent their first heat cycle. The
Central Government Health Commission recommends all omegas begin their
suppressant cycle no later than ten-years old, with younger omegas receiving
treatment at their physician’s discretion. Without suppressants, most omegas
will have their first heat between the ages of 12 and 16; however, to ensure
prevention, measures should be taken sooner.
Levi cracked his neck, considering what he’d just read. Yeah, Eren had been in
control of his ‘sex life’ in a way, but also seemed like it had probably been
influenced quite a bit by Cindy and less like a choice and more like a mandate.
It wasn’t like a 10-year-old could realistically make those kinds of decisions
for themselves and it was obvious why the government stepped in.
He understood where Mike had been coming from to a degree. Sure, rationally he
knew that no good could come of a 12-year-old having a heat and that it was a
good thing for omegas to have control over their bodies and who they were
intimate with. But, what about when they found someone they cared about when
they got older? Didn’t the suppressants just interfere with the sort of bonding
that was supposed to happen and help them form lifelong relationships?
Right now, everything Levi was feeling toward Eren was pure and undiluted.
There was nothing in his system trying to shut off the switches in his brain
and body to prevent nature from taking its course and bonding him to the other
teen. On the other hand, what Eren was experiencing was no doubt muted.
It seemed radically unfair that the omega would miss out on all of the vivid
and intense emotions Levi was feeling just because of his orientation.
Emergency suppressant injections are available at most clinics and over the
counter at many pharmacies. Suppressant injections may be brought home and
administered by the omega or a caretaker and when given early enough at the
onset of heat have shown to shorten the duration and provide some symptom
relief. It is advised that omegas stay indoors and quarantined during this
period, as their heat may still affect others. Federal law requires all
schools, both public and private, to consider any absences due to the effects
of heat excused.
Levi snorted at that, shaking his head slowly. If Eren ever did decide he
didn’t want to take the pills anymore, would Cindy force him to get a shot if
she thought he was going to have a heat? She probably would, and that pissed
Levi off. It was one thing for her to guide him when he was younger, but Eren
was nearly an adult now. If he wanted to have a heat, if he decided to, she
should step aside.
And what would be so terrible about it if Eren did decide he wanted to stop
suppressing his heats? He might miss a little school? It wouldn’t be much
longer than if he’d fallen ill with the flu. It wasn’t like plenty of people
their age weren’t already having sex all the time anyway. Yeah, maybe there was
a higher risk of pregnancy during a heat, but it was 2016 for fuck’s sake.
There were ways around that.
Contraceptive shots are highly effective at preventing pregnancy during a heat.
Shots are available at most clinics and pharmacies and must be administered no
earlier than a week before the omega’s heat or less than 12 hours before first
mating in order to prevent implantation.
Levi chewed thoughtfully on his lip. If there were contraceptive shots, then
what the hell was even the problem? How was it the end of the fucking world if
Eren did spend a heat with him?
He stopped reading for a moment, blinking slowly at his own realization.
He was put off at the mere thought of Eren taking these pills because he wanted
to be with Eren during his heat. It was like a primal need that had been
lurking beneath the surface and was now screaming to be sated. It was why he
had suddenly started fantasizing about knotting Eren, marking him with his
scent and his teeth, finding a way to provide them with an apartment to live
in.
He was craving what nature intended for them – a heat cycle to consummate their
relationship and solidify their bond – and those pills were getting in the way
of it.
Both parties should seriously consider whether they plan to continue a
relationship with each other before spending an omega’s heat together.
Regardless of lack of conception, through use of contraception or otherwise,
studies have shown that the act of mating alone most often forms a powerful
bond between the pair, even if only simulated and no young are produced during
the heat cycle. Separation post-heat has been shown to cause high amounts of
emotional distress and is a high risk factor for omega suicide, self-harm and
substance abuse. Alphas may experience similar effects, though they are most
prevalent in young omegas, with the group most at risk being omegas under the
age of 25. The Association for Omega Health and Safety recommends omegas
practice heat prevention and heat isolation until they are in a committed
partnership or married to avoid a broken mating bond.
“Regardless of how strong of mind any one omega is, spending their heat with an
alpha will change their body chemistry and physiology. There is an instinctive
need to stay with their mate that is very difficult to overcome and abandonment
may result in post-heat depression, anxiety and in some cases PTSD,
particularly if conception occurs. No matter how any omega, or even alpha,
feels about their potential mate – it is imperative that those feelings are
mutual and commitment is desired by both parties prior to making the decision
to spend a heat cycle together. Heats have the ability to cement life-long
bonds and connections between alpha and omega, which is highly problematic when
only one half of the pair plans to continue the partnership post-heat. It is
common for abandoned omegas to never take another alpha or allow another heat
cycle after experiencing the trauma of separation after mating, and as such,
the AOHS strongly urges young omegas to carefully consider the negative
consequences associated with spending a heat with an uncommitted partner.”
Levi read over the paragraphs several times, his heart rate rapidly increasing
as the warning sunk in. Except, for Levi, it wasn’t a warning at all. He had
absolutely zero intention of leaving Eren at all, in any capacity. He wanted to
form this sort of bond with Eren and the medication was probably interfering
and making it nearly impossible for Eren to form the sort of attachment that
Levi had.
He felt bonded to Eren. He could barely get through a fifteen-minute interval
without thinking about the other teen, wondering what he was doing and if he
was okay, thinking about the next time he’d see him. Already there was nothing
more appealing to Levi than Eren’s scent and he was addicted to the feeling of
his smaller, warm body pressed up against his own or in his arms. If there was
a way he could ensure that they’d have that forever, that they could care about
each other mutually and with this sort of intensity, Levi would be up for it.
This was what nature intended, after all. They were supposed to find a
compatible mate and then form a lifelong bond.
Levi was sure now that Eren was meant to be his mate. Everything had fallen
into place so perfectly. He was particular and hadn’t even been interested in
dating, but within just a few days of knowing Eren he was certain that he was
the one. Eren’s smile made his heart feel light in a way he’d never known it
could, and the way he felt when he was close to him… it made him feel like his
life had purpose. It gave his life direction.
Alphas have a biological and physiological response to exposure to omegas in
heat, including just prior to onset. Omegas release pheromones that will cause
a rapid increase in testosterone as well as other hormonal effects in alphas.
The closer the alpha is physically to the omega, as well as the amount of time
they spend with them tends to induce a more powerful reaction. Alphas that are
exposed briefly to an omega that is pre-heat may experience agitation and other
common urges associated with prolonged exposure, but these reactions tend to be
more mild and wear off within 24-48 hours. Alphas that are in direct, close
contact with a pre-heat omega are likely to experience an increase in
aggressive behavior, especially toward other alphas, and intense urges to
isolate the omega from potential competition including any possible threats to
an impending mating. Pre-bonded alphas have been known to show nesting behavior
similar to omegas, preparing a safe space for the duration of their mate’s
heat.
If Eren wasn’t taking the suppressants, would he be going into heat soon? Levi
already had strong urges to bring Eren someplace private and away from other
alphas and threats, to have a safe, comfortable place where they could be
together. He’d already started thinking about how he needed to get a job as
soon as possible so he could save up and get an apartment for them once Eren
graduated from high school. Did that mean he had already pre-bonded to Eren and
if Eren wasn’t taking suppressants, he’d form a similar bond to Levi?
Levi shut his eyes for a moment, taking in a deep breath.
He wanted Eren to want him back just as badly. He knew at that point that the
only way they’d end up anything but together would be if Eren decided he no
longer wanted Levi. If he found someone else, and he wasn’t bonded to Levi… it
was possible he could lose him.
Levi didn’t want to date anyone else. He had decided he wanted Eren, and
obviously his mind and body were reacting just as they were supposed to. It was
just like Mike had said earlier that afternoon, he’d already been thinking
about hiding away somewhere with Eren and knotting him.
But, there was nothing that was interfering with his instincts.
In the early stages of heat, the alpha’s body will begin to change along with
their omega partner’s in order to give the pairing the highest chance of a
successful breeding, regardless of the use of any contraceptive method. Alphas
will maintain a primarily erect state during the duration of the heat and will
notice a swelling at the base of their penis that will enlarge just prior to
ejaculation. Alphas that are coupled with an omega that is in heat will
experience a dramatic increase in sperm production, and once joined to their
partner by inserting their knot (commonly known as “knotting”) they will
continue to ejaculate in regular intervals until the swelling begins to
subside. Each climax may last upwards of an hour, and alphas should be prepared
to shift themselves and their omega into a comfortable position for the
duration, after the initial ejaculation. Premature removal of the knot can be
painful for both the omega and alpha and should be avoided.
Levi shuddered at the thought of being inside of Eren for an hour. His
knowledge of knotting was vague at best, but he hadn’t realized he had the
ability to cum over and over for such a long period just because he had a mate
that was in heat. It sounded like fucking heaven, to be able to be buried deep
inside his own omega in a state of near constant bliss for so long… and at
regular intervals for a week straight! It would be like seven days of god damn
bliss; he couldn’t think of anything he ever wanted more. He’d turn down a
fucking Lamborghini at this rate just to mate with Eren.
Directly following the natural removal of the knot is the best time for an
alpha to care for their mate’s other needs, as the impulse to breed will be
temporarily sated. During this time, alphas should feed their mates soft,
easily digestible foods that are high in nutrients in small portions. The AOHS
suggests over the counter supplements, but if they aren’t available, baby food
or soft fruit are an adequate option. An omega’s body can withstand going
through a heat cycle without eating much, as their body stores nutrients ahead
of time to prepare, but it is extremely important that water is offered to the
omega frequently, as they are at risk of dehydration and even heat stroke.
Alphas should use the intervals between coupling to bathe their mate and
prepare clean bedding. Once the necessities have been seen to, both should take
the opportunity to rest, as the omega will only experience slight relief from
their heat symptoms for a short period.
There were alphas that actually needed to be told this? That needed
instructions on how to take care of their mate during a heat?
Levi snorted, rolling his eyes. He might not know much, but even he could
figure out how to tend to Eren’s basic needs and keep him healthy and
comfortable. Simple food, plenty of water, bathe him and change the sheets… it
was all common sense. He’d known to do all of this anyway, just because it was
how you cared for someone when they couldn’t look after themselves.
He was a lot more prepared for this than he had even realized. He was a damn
good alpha, and all of his insecurities were rapidly vaporizing as he read
about what Eren would need.
Levi could give him all of this and so much more.
Alphas will find themselves willing to comply with the omega’s demands,
regardless of how exhausted they are. Alphas experience an urge to breed during
this period that rivals the omega’s, and they will knot the omega as often as
their mate offers themselves or “presents” to them. Presentation behavior
varies between omegas and even in each omega themselves, but is most commonly
performed by the omega getting onto their hands and knees and lifting their
hips to expose their genitals to their mate. However, in most circumstances the
omega will give other verbal and physical cues to their alpha that they are
ready for another attempt at breeding. An alpha should never refuse an omega in
heat, as their partner is in an extremely sensitive, emotionally charged and
needy state, and doing so could destroy trust toward the alpha and cause
psychological issues for the omega.
Levi brushed his palm against his groin, his eyes crossing and the words on the
screen blurring together. What he wouldn’t give to have exactly that with Eren.
For the omega to be desperate and hungry for him, like he had been when he’d
been in his lap earlier, only intensified and persistent. He was certain Eren
wouldn’t even need to ask for relief. Levi would be inside him, knotting him,
sating him, filling him up every chance he could get – and Levi knew it.
Already he wanted to and Eren wasn’t even in heat. He thought constantly about
pulling Eren into his bed, thick with his own scent, and fucking him until they
were both too exhausted to move. He didn’t even need Eren to be in heat to have
the motivation, desire and ability to mount him over and over and leave them
both sticky with sweat and cum.
He was beyond ready for this. He wasn’t anything like the type of alphas they
were warning about on the website. Sure, there were probably a lot of alphas
that would take advantage of an omega in heat to have themselves a good time,
but Levi wouldn’t do that. He wanted Eren to have a heat with him so he could
cement their bond. It was for all the right reasons, wasn’t it? To solidify
what they had and the promises he’d made to Eren, so their hearts, minds and
bodies would be entangled in a permanent way. Levi knew he was craving this now
because he was serious about Eren, not only because he was attracted to him and
the thought of fucking him was so appealing. He didn’t want to just have sex
with Eren, it wasn’t enough. He wanted to mate with him, it was why he kept
thinking about knotting him. He wanted to form a bond that would last.
Once mated, the alpha should not leave the omega for the duration of their heat
unless there is an emergency. Even a trip to the store can feel like
abandonment to the omega, who is helpless and reliant on their alpha to care
for them. A pair should never be separated once mating has started, as it is
highly traumatic for both the alpha and omega. Alphas that are separated from
their mate prior to the natural end of the omega’s heat become highly
aggressive and hostile, in many circumstances committing acts of violence with
astonishing strength to try and reunite with their mate. Alphas have an
instinctual need to both protect their heat stricken omega and prevent breeding
from occurring between their mate and anyone else. Mated alphas should only be
approached under exceptional circumstances and with extreme caution.
Levi tapped his thumb against his desk, considering the entirety of what he’d
read and then typing “knotting” into Google. What he saw in the preview of
image results was far from what he was expecting.
He sucked in a harsh breath, his eyes widening at the obscenely graphic images
of dicks with swells at their base, looking painfully hard with precum pooling
at the tips and dripping down the shafts.
Levi clicked to view more.
It was more than just cocks then. There were omegas, flushed and sweaty,
somehow taking these knots and looking absolutely euphoric. The way some of
them stared at their mates made something stir deep within Levi’s gut.
“Oh god,” Levi rasped, sliding back from his computer and rubbing his hand
against the growing hardness in his pants.
He would kill to have Eren look at him that way, with so much love, devotion,
relief. To feel like the only person in Eren’s world that truly mattered, that
could make him feel all better. And to kiss him over and over and promise him
he’d never abandon him, that he could relax in his arms and feel safe and
loved. He would assure him he’d take care of him, not just during his heat, but
afterward, too, when he was still vulnerable and needy but in a wholly new way.
And Levi would promise to give him his time and affection, hold him through the
aches and pains and whisper away any fears Eren had.
Levi shut his eyes, his heart racing and breaths short and uneven. He was a
good alpha. He had already decided, before really even putting his hands on the
other teen, that he wanted something real with Eren; something that was long
term and unbreakable. If Eren did have a heat and spent it with him, he could
do so safely, knowing he and Levi would be bonded for life.
He couldn’t even imagine leaving Eren now, and they hadn’t done anything but
rub their scents onto each other’s hands and grind against each other for a few
short minutes. He knew once he had made love to Eren, once they had mated, they
would be closer than ever. Being close to Eren and making him feel loved and
secure would be Levi’s priority.
Hell, it already was.
It was why he’d been so nervous and worried, afraid to do anything to hurt Eren
or destroy the trust he desperately wanted to build with the beautiful omega.
He was trying to do it all right; make Eren feel safe with him and take things
at whatever pace the other teen could truly handle.
But, hell did he ever want to knot him.
He wanted Eren to stare at him like the omegas in the pictures did with their
mates. Like he loved him so deeply that nothing could ever threaten what they
had. He wanted to cum inside him for an hour and listen to Eren sigh and
whimper as his seed pooled deep inside him.
Levi’s hand was shaking, but he clicked on one of the pictures, which took him
to website for breeding porn. It was something he’d never done before, he
hadn’t even really been curious, but now…
Now, nothing else was good enough. It wasn’t real enough.
There were photosets uploaded by different accounts, some with videos, many
with commentary by the alphas sharing their experiences.
These were probably the sort of alphas the other website had warned about, ones
that would take advantage of a heat stricken omega and exploit them, but Levi
couldn’t stop himself from looking through the albums.
“By the time I arrived to relieve him, Ethan had soaked through the pretty
panties he’d worn to entice me into mating, as if his heat wasn’t enough to
spur me on. He was crying on the mattress with his sweet little ass in the air,
begging me to take him right then. I ripped off his wet panties and he clawed
at the bed, slick dripping down his legs from his swollen, pink hole. I teased
him a little, blowing cool air on his entrance and circling it with the tip of
my finger, forcing him to be verbal and ask me for what he wanted.
Tears ran down his cheeks as he looked over his shoulder and begged me to knot
him and put my baby in his belly. I told him I wasn’t sure he really wanted to
be bred and I said I might wear a condom, though I had no intention of doing
so. He was feverish and sobbing, pleading with me to give him my cum, swearing
to me he really wanted it and my knot. I only gave him my finger at first and
his heat ate it up like I’d just served his starving cunt a gourmet meal.
He fucked himself on just my finger, howling and cumming all over the sheets
beneath him, and I slipped in another finger, scissoring him and spreading him
open for myself and the camera.”
Levi knew he should probably think it was cruel, that he should hit the ‘X’ and
find something else that was a little less… filthy… but he slid his pajama
pants and boxer briefs down from his hips, his own cock springing out of the
confines and nearly as desperate for release as the lusty omega in the
pictures. He leaned back in his chair, stroking himself to the image of the
omega spread open, so wet his slick got caught between the alpha’s fingers.
“I licked his hole and he beat his fists into the mattress, stuffing his cute
ass against my face. The sweet slick flowed into my mouth faster than I could
lap it up, but still I held off from giving him the one thing I knew he wanted
most.
I flipped him onto his back without warning and he arched against the bed and
tossed his neck to the side, begging me to bite into him like he belonged to
me. He would, but just for the week, so instead of sinking my teeth into him, I
pinched harshly beneath his ear, giving him the sensation of a claim because he
was so hungry for it and it would only make his submission even deeper.
He spread his legs as soon as I put my palm on his belly, and I wondered if
he’d taken care of himself and gotten the shot or if he’d swell up after I gave
him my knot. I hoped he hadn’t; the thought of knocking up this pretty omega
making my cock get thick and impatient.
I lifted his leg and draped it over my shoulder, giving my fingers nice access
to his hole. I rubbed his wetness all over his useless omega cock and he
squirmed and pleaded with me to fuck him and fill him up with my babies. I
flicked at his cocklette until he came again, and then flipped him onto his
hands and knees while he was still shooting and shaking, shoving in balls deep
in one stroke and making him scream.
He begged me not to stop, to go deeper, and if it wasn’t for my knot already
beginning to swell I probably would have bruised his ass with my thrusts. I
couldn’t hold off any longer and I dug my fingers into his fleshy hips and
slammed him against me so that my knot would pop inside him and plug up his
hole. I dumped load after load inside him while he blabbered about how great I
was, how much he loved my cock, how he wanted my baby. I pinched at his neck
and he came again, tightening up around me and bucking in my arms.”
Levi was nearly ready to cum himself, his cock dripping like it never had
before. He was desperate to be inside Eren, feel his hot, wet ass massage and
milk him dry. He wanted to taste him, to see just how much Eren wanted him. He
wanted to make Eren writhe all over the sweaty sheets beneath them and sob with
pleasure.
There was a knock on his door and he nearly fell from his chair.
“W-what it is?” Levi choked out, scrambling to pull his pants up and close the
website he’d been on.
“It’s me,” Eren answered in that sweet voice that made chills run up Levi’s
spine. “Can I come in?”
“Uh… yeah… sure…” Levi stammered, glancing around nervously for any sign of
what he had been doing and pulling his history book from his desk and into his
lap to cover his erection.
Eren opened the door and stepped in, and Levi almost came in his pants without
any touch other than the weight of the book on his cock.
“Hey,” the omega said with a small smile, holding a bowl of chips in one hand
and his phone in the other, a stuffed cat tucked under one arm. “Can I hang in
here with you?”
He was freshly showered and in his pajamas, a pastel purple camisole with lace
straps and tiny white shorts patterned with little pastel stars. Eren looked
both adorable and sexy, and Levi grit his teeth and tried to maintain his
composure.
He couldn’t tell Eren no, or that it was a bad time. He didn’t have the
capacity or the desire to do so, even with his twice neglected cock twitching
for release in his pants.
“Of course,” Levi said, clearing his throat. “I… uh… I have this paper I’m
working on…”
“That’s okay!” Eren said with a bright smile, crawling onto Levi’s bed like he
belonged there and getting himself comfortable against the pillows. “I won’t
bother you. Promise.”
For as mature as Eren said he was, he seemed to lack the understanding that his
mere presence, his fucking existence, was a distraction for Levi. It wasn’t a
bother, but if definitely wouldn’t make writing his paper any easier.
But, when Levi watched him settle into his pillows with a wiggle and a little
sigh of contentment, he decided it was probably better that Eren was in his
room with him. Now he knew exactly where he was and what he was doing, that he
was safe and happy. Having him nearby might be less of an issue than him not
being so.
Hell, had Eren been in there with him the whole damn time he wouldn’t have
ended up jerking off. He’d have been rushing to finish his paper, as he should
have been all along.
He started to type whatever bullshit he could pull from various websites,
indifferent about how well written the paper was and merely seeking a passing
grade and something that wouldn’t call any extra attention his way by his
teacher. He wasn’t so much incapable of writing a good paper as he was certain
that it was a waste of his time.
Trying to write about the Civil War with a relentless erection was a bitch, but
excusing himself to the bathroom to finish himself off would be awkward and
embarrassing, and he really didn’t want Eren to know what he’d been doing and
why.
He was slightly ashamed he had gotten off on the shit he did.
It was depraved and that he’d been so turned on by it made his stomach feel
queasy. It had to have been because he was already so worked up, because he’d
been thinking about Eren being in heat with him.
Levi told himself that the alpha’s story was probably a total lie, just made up
for other alphas to jerk off to.
It didn’t necessarily make him feel any better though that he was one of the
alpha’s getting off on it.
There were giggles behind him and he looked over his shoulder at Eren, feeling
a pang of guilt for what he’d been looking at. Eren was a sweet, kind person
with a big heart and even more passion and potential. He would never, ever
treat him the way that alpha in the porn was treating his mate. He loved seeing
Eren smiling and happy so much, if the other teen cried, he would kiss away his
tears and give him everything he could to help. He’d never tease him, taunt him
or abandon him.
“What’s so funny?” Levi asked, and Eren glanced up at him with those sparkling
teal eyes and a grin.
“Armin said when his grandpa got home, Mike had to hide in the hallway closet
for three hours until his grandpa went to bed and when he did Mike tore ass out
of the house and peed in the woods!”
Levi smirked, delighting in the fact he’d have something to tease his friend
about the following day.
“At least he didn’t piss in the closet,” Levi chuckled, recalling the afternoon
when Mike had done just that at his old apartment, and Kenny had nearly kicked
his ass and made Mike scrub the carpets while nursing a hangover. “I guess he
really does like your friend.”
“Right?” Eren laughed, rolling onto his belly and kicking his feet up behind
him as he wrote another message to Armin. “It must be true love.”
Levi went back to binge writing his paper, somewhat distracted by what Eren had
said. Was that what this was, true love? He already couldn’t imagine his life
without Eren in it… did that mean he had fallen in love with him?
He’d never loved anyone before besides his own mother, and even that had been
so very long ago. Was this what love felt like?
Did Eren feel it, too?
Levi was surprised to suddenly hear a ‘motherfucker’ hissed from behind him a
few minutes later.
“You okay?” he asked, the omega glaring at his phone.
“No! This asshole is pissing me off!” Eren growled, his eyes steely and
narrowed.
Every muscle in Levi’s body tensed and he clenched his jaw, bracing himself for
a confrontation. If one of those scumbag jocks had made a comment on one of
Eren’s pictures or were sending him shitty, gross messages, Levi was prepared
to drive to their house and knock their teeth out.
“Who? What did he do, Eren?” he asked coolly, putting his money on that idiot
Jean saying something fucked up about how Eren should really be with him
instead of Levi.
“This customer in my diner!” Eren said with an exasperated sigh. “I keep having
Hello Kitty serve him all these desserts but the fucker keeps asking for more
and we have other customers that she needs to get to! I mean, come on! Who eats
this much ice cream? You’d barf!” He shook his head, annoyed. “This game is so
unrealistic.”
Levi blinked, an icy chill running down his spine. He steeled himself, setting
his jaw firmly in place as his heart raced in his chest. Just one flippant
comment indicating annoyance by the omega and Levi was prepared to beat someone
bloody.
The realization was frightening.
He’d immediately jumped to the conclusion that it was another alpha, a
competitor, and that he’d need to react to it – immediately – with violence.
This wasn’t like him.
Sure, he’d kicked plenty of asses and he knew how to fight better than most –
thanks to Kenny’s rather unique parenting style – but to assume he needed to
hunt down some football player he barely knew just because Eren had voiced
ambiguous frustration? What the actual fuck?
Eren hummed, seemingly oblivious to Levi’s tense reaction, rolling onto his
back with his eyes on his phone. His knees were apart and loose, thighs splayed
open in relaxation. His camisole had pulled upward, revealing a few inches of
his smooth belly, and hell if he didn’t ever look inviting.
Levi bit back a whimper when Eren began to play mindlessly with the hem of his
shirt, glittering fingers brushing over his stomach that Levi wanted terribly
to cover with kisses.
He needed to finish this fucking paper.
Levi turned back to his computer, racing to type out whatever he could to reach
the minimum word count, anxiety gnawing at the back of his mind.
When he finished, he turned around to announce his achievement to Eren, and was
surprised to find him laying silently in his bed, unmoving, his eyes shut and
his stuffed cat in his arms.
Levi squinted at him curiously. Could he really be asleep already? It was only
10 o’clock! Eren had stayed up later every other night that week, but now he
was suddenly passed out in his bed?
It was then that it hit Levi that Eren might not actually be sleeping at all.
Could it be that Eren had wanted to spend the night with him again and – upon
not getting a direct invitation from Levi – had decided to pretend to fall
asleep in his bed in hopes that Levi wouldn’t move him or wake him?
Levi’s face softened as his eyes drifted over the omega’s form in his bed. He
had looked really peaceful there, surrounded by the young alpha’s scent that
was mixed with his own in the bedding. It had either soothed him enough that
he’d fallen asleep prematurely – or so much that he didn’t want to leave.
Levi shut his laptop and went to lock both his own bedroom door and Eren’s.
Satisfied that no one could walk in on them and – heaven forbid – see them
together in any capacity, Levi shut off the lights and crawled into his bed
behind Eren. He sidled up close to him, wrapping an arm around his waist and
nuzzling his face into his neck, resting his cheek against the warm skin.
Eren nestled into his embrace, wiggling his bottom so it was flush against
Levi’s lap. He let out a soft little sigh and with that, Levi kissed behind his
ear.
“You know I want you to stay, right?” he whispered against the omega’s ear, and
Eren shivered in his arms.
“I… I didn’t know…” came the quiet response, and Levi smirked and kissed his
neck more firmly – pleased that he’d correctly interpreted Eren’s behavior and
motivations.
“Eren,” he chuckled lowly, brushing his nose into the omega’s enticing
sweetness. “I always want you with me. In every way. Not just in my bed.”
Levi felt a pulse of fire rush through his veins and in an instant, he felt
like he’d had a few shots of vodka in rapid succession with the way his entire
body warmed and heated up to his core. Eren smelled fucking incredible, better
than even a few hours earlier, and Levi flicked his tongue over the thin skin
covering his scent gland. “You’re fucking delicious.”
Eren shuddered and Levi tightened his embrace, his arm over the teen’s petite
body so his hand rested squarely upon his chest. He could feel the omega’s
heart racing, and he grinned lazily, eyelids drooping as he dropped a few more
well placed licks and kisses on Eren’s neck.
“I’ll do anything to keep you, Eren,” he murmured as the blood returned to his
cock and made it spring back to life for the third time, now pressed
suggestively against the smaller teen’s ass. There was nothing Levi wouldn’t
have given then for their clothing to just disappear and allow him to feel
Eren’s soft skin against his cock.
If he was in heat, he’d be so wet that Levi could slide effortlessly inside him
and fuck him just like this, with his arms around him and his face in his neck.
Then, as he came, he’d pull him ever closer and press his knot inside him,
keeping him right where he belonged and full of his cum.
“Are you sure?” Eren whispered, and Levi had to force himself to focus on
answering the other teen’s question and not thinking about stuffing him full of
cock.
“Eren, I swear to god if someone tries to take you from me, I’ll fucking
destroy them,” he said fiercely, emphasizing his certainty with a roll of his
hips that made the omega gasp.
“I don’t want them looking at you, smelling you, I don’t even want them
thinking about you,” Levi gritted through his clenched teeth, grinding against
the boy’s ass purposefully. “You know they look at your pictures and this is
what they want. All of them, Eren. They all want to be the one that gets to
have you.”
“Then don’t let them,” Eren offered, his body still in Levi’s arms. “Let them
know I’m yours if that’s what you really want.”
Levi chuckled lowly, kissing Eren’s hair and mindlessly rocking firmly enough
against the omega that he was holding in place with the strength of his arm. If
only it was all as easy as Eren made it sound. If he wasn’t taking the
suppressants, he’d have a heat and Levi would make sure he was his mate. Then
there would be nothing any of the other alphas could do to pull Eren away from
him. He’d be all soft and doe-eyed just for Levi.
“And what about what you want?” Levi asked, slipping a large hand beneath the
hem of his camisole and raking his fingers lightly up to his chest. He brazenly
ran his thumb over one hard, little nipple and Eren arched his body, seeking
out more of the teasing touch.
“You,” Eren breathed, and Levi smirked and rolled the sensitive little nub
between his thumb and forefinger, making the omega whimper and squirm against
his aching cock.
“Like this?” Levi asked lowly with a thrust of his hips and Eren shook his head
rapidly, his face contorted in pleasure.
“Like every way,” Eren admitted, canting his hips back to meet Levi’s thrusts
with a soft moan.
Levi lifted his mouth to Eren’s ear, his whispers damp and hot, tickling the
other boy so much that his muscles jumped and twitched. “You’d let me have you
in every way I want you?”
“Levi, yes,” the omega sighed, pushing his ass back and his chest forward in
the most immodestly endearing way, practically begging Levi to pinch his hard
nipples and fuck against his needy little ass. Levi was happy to oblige.
Eren likely didn’t know the depth of what he was asking; the other teen
probably thought Levi meant he wanted to fuck him. That seemed to be enough for
most of the alphas he went to school with – he hadn’t heard anyone else mention
knotting besides Mike that afternoon.
But, it wasn’t enough for Levi anymore. He’d enjoy it, and he was seriously
considering pulling down Eren’s shorts and taking him right then, the only
thing stopping him the vague semblance of rationality he still had left that it
would probably be difficult to be quiet and he didn’t want to muffle all of
Eren’s pretty moans and cries into a pillow.
What he really needed was to knot him, to mate with him and breed him, cum in
him so much that no alpha could ever approach him again without knowing he was
taken.
“You… you don’t even know how much I want you,” Levi rasped, thrusting harder
against him and mouthing at his neck. “The things I want to do to you.”
“Sh-show me,” Eren choked out, his beautiful lips parted as he gasped for each
breath, bouncing against Levi and clinging to his arm.
If he was really fucking him, he’d be so deep inside him. His cock would have
invaded his most private places and be pushing all the buttons inside him that
would make him cum in his panties in an instant.
Levi couldn’t help himself from imagining it, Eren wanton and wet with heat,
his tight virgin ass all sloppy with slick. Eren begging him to fuck him, to
fill him with his cock and his seed, just like the omega in the pictures – but
so much better. Eren pleading with him to breed him and give him his baby. Eren
creaming all over his cock and clamping down on his knot like his desperate
little cunt could never let it go.
He slammed hard into Eren, and the omega gasped as Levi growled and tightened
his grip around him, biting into his neck as he came pressed harshly against
the younger teen’s ass. He came hard and violent, squeezing the other teen
close and imagining his knot inside him, binding them together. It had built up
all afternoon, and his body jerked with relief from finally being able to
release, though it still didn’t feel like enough.
He was only vaguely aware of Eren panting and motionless in his arms, but he
didn’t move his hips back or release him. No, if he couldn’t knot him for real,
he’d at least keep him close and prolong the euphoria he felt for as long as he
could.
Levi felt no rush to get up and shower, even with his boxers full of his own
cum.
He finally relaxed his jaw, pulling his teeth off Eren’s neck and kissing the
reddened area that was sure to bruise. Even in the heat of the moment, he’d
managed to bite him low enough that his shirts should cover the mark, even if
he did hate that it wouldn’t be on display to show all of the other alphas that
Eren belonged to him.
The tension left his body, and he sunk more comfortably into his pillows,
pulling Eren along with him. He nuzzled the omega’s neck and kissed it lazily,
his hand dropping from Eren’s chest to his soft, little belly. He grazed his
fingertips lightly over the omega’s warm, vulnerable place, tracing circles
around his belly button and draping his palm protectively it.
He had nearly drifted off when he heard Eren’s soft voice break the silence in
the dark bedroom.
“You promise you won’t leave me?” came the question, the omega sounding so tiny
in that very moment, as if he expected Levi’s answer to suddenly change and for
the alpha to break his heart.
None of that would ever happen.
“Even if I died, I’d fight the devil himself to get back to you,” Levi
promised, kissing behind his neck.
“You swear?” Eren asked, and Levi curled closer to the other teen, like he
could hug away all of his insecurities.
“Baby, I promise, I’m not going anywhere.”
Chapter End Notes
     Thank you to @britefairy03 for beta reading this for me! ILU!
***** Chapter 12 *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Levi groaned when he heard the alarm on his cell phone go off, slapping his
hand around to find it and silence it as quickly as possible. He had slept like
a rock and had no desire to get up for school, and he internally cursed the
world that it was only Thursday.
It smelled amazing in his bed – like omega and sex – and he slowly opened his
eyes to look at the boy that had shifted during the night to face him, cuddled
up close to his chest and in his arms.
Oh, he was beautiful, still sound asleep and all relaxed and placid. Eren’s
lips were parted and one hand was tucked under his chin, the other twisted up
in Levi’s T-shirt. He was warm and content there, safe in the little nest in
Levi’s bed where the young alpha’s scent was so thick the sleeping boy surely
tasted it with each sleeping breath he took.
Levi had never much needed to worry about protecting anyone else in his life.
He was loyal to his friends and to Kenny and he backed them up whenever
necessary, but as his close relationships had primarily been with other alphas,
he had never felt compelled to take care of them like he did with Eren.
It wasn’t to say that Eren was incapable or weak. He had been fearless during
the confrontation with Reiner and it had been obvious to Levi that the younger
teen would have stopped at nothing to help his friend.
But, in spite of Eren’s obvious bravery and mental strength, he was less than
half of Reiner’s size. And as such, even though he could be trained to fight,
nature dictated that Levi would feel compelled to use his physical advantages
as an alpha to protect his desired mate from threats.
And for as confident as Eren tried to appear, there were insecurities lurking
beneath the surface.
He needed confirmation Levi wasn’t going to leave him twice the day before –
something that had been somewhat surprising to the young alpha on both
occasions. He had thought it was pretty obvious how enamored he was with Eren,
but still it seemed that the omega needed more reassurance.
It was probably because of what had happened with Eren’s father.
Levi bit into his lip and brushed the back of his fingers over the boy’s plush
cheeks. It made sense that he’d be afraid of being abandoned. His only
experience with an alpha he had trusted to protect him had been a terribly
negative one, and even though Levi was a different person, he probably
triggered some of Eren’s fears.
The best Levi could tell, Eren wanted to trust him. It seemed he was seeking
exactly that. Each time the omega had shown his vulnerability, it had been when
he’d begged Levi for reassurance that he wasn’t going to leave.
Maybe there was something deeper to Levi’s craving to make Eren his mate. Could
it be that it was a visceral reaction to what Eren needed from him? His
instincts were pushing him with so much insistence toward mating with Eren that
he could barely think of anything else. Was it because he’d already made some
sort of connection with Eren that while wordless had influenced him to want
accommodate Eren’s needs?
If he could have Eren as his own, permanently, he’d be happier than he ever
thought possible. The beautiful omega was better than anyone else out there,
beyond any fantasy boy. He was exciting and precious and his talent and sparkle
were captivating. Nothing else could ever compare.
Levi combed his fingers into Eren’s messy hair, leftover guilt from the night
before resurfacing as he recalled what he’d secretly done before the omega he
wanted so badly to make his own had come into the room.
It wasn’t like him to go looking at porn – especially not the sort he’d wound
up jerking off to. When he thought about it in terms of Eren, of how enraged it
would make him if pictures of him in such a state were posted on the Internet,
he felt even worse. He’d never want another alpha to see Eren that way, it was
meant to be private and special, something sacred for just the two of them to
share with each other. That he’d gotten off on seeing another omega that way
made his stomach sour.
He’d been curious – and desperately horny. It was a terrible combination and
he’d gone down a road he didn’t want to ever again. It felt like betrayal, even
if he hadn’t put his hands on anyone else and the entire time he’d looked at
the pictures he’d thought of Eren – of Eren being in heat in looking at him
with longing and need, of Eren begging him for his knot, of satisfying Eren in
a way no one else ever would. Even still, he wanted to believe he was a good
alpha – one that wouldn’t ever take advantage and that would protect his
desired mate. Looking at pictures of another omega that was in heat, whose
partner wrote about him with no love whatsoever, conflicted with the sort of
alpha he wanted to be. It didn’t matter if the other omega had been okay with
it – Levi knew that he really wasn’t. He’d never share Eren that way with
anyone else, even if Eren wanted him to.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered, leaning in and brushing his lips against Eren’s
forehead. Eren didn’t know, but he did, and he needed to do better – be better.
It was what Eren deserved. From now on, he’d be the kind of alpha that Eren
would be proud to have. He’d be respectful to all omegas and he’d go and look
for a job this weekend. He’d do everything he could to prove to Eren that he
was serious about him and wanted to stick around.
He might even tell him that he wanted to be his mate, if he thought it wouldn’t
scare the other teen off.
The truth about how he felt just might make Eren feel better.
“Hey,” he murmured, nuzzling his nose into the omega’s as he tipped his head
and leaned his forehead against Eren’s. “We gotta get up.”
Eren yawned and hummed, stretching his legs and then curling them back up.
“No,” he said simply, his eyes shut and his body soft in Levi’s arms.
Levi couldn’t help but chuckle, Eren’s indignation about the mornings rather
endearing. “We’ll be late.”
“Don’t care,” Eren mumbled with another yawn. “Stay home with me.”
Levi wouldn’t rather do anything else but stay in bed all day with Eren, but he
knew that wasn’t a possibility. There was no way Cindy would be anything but
suspicious if they both suddenly begged for a sick day.
“You’ve got a game to cheer at,” Levi reminded him, brushing his thumb over his
cheek. “Don’t you want to show me how awesome you are?”
Eren snorted and smirked, pulling the blanket up over his shoulders. “You
already know I’m awesome.”
Levi grinned. Eren was effortlessly adorable. He hadn’t even opened his eyes
yet and already Levi’s feelings toward him had grown stronger.
“Maybe, but I still want to watch you again.” It was Levi’s best effort at
encouragement – something he wasn’t really accustomed to – but he did mean it.
It wasn’t just about knowing Eren needed to get out of bed, he wanted to see
him cheer again. He was proud of him. “I’m gonna take a shower,” he said, his
boxers a mess from the night before and desperately needing his attention. “You
can sleep a little longer and when I’m done, I’ll bring you your uniforms.”
“Okay,” Eren agreed, sinking back into his pillow without argument.
Levi wanted to stay in bed with him. Hell, all his instincts were telling him
to crawl on top of Eren’s petite body and sink his teeth into his neck while he
made love to him for the remainder of the morning.
But he wanted to be a good alpha, and that had to mean keeping at least some of
these impulses in check. He couldn’t let Eren talk him into missing school or
cheerleading, or doing anything that would draw Cindy’s attention their way. As
much as he hated to admit it, Kenny had been right. If he wanted this thing
with Eren to last, he needed to find his chill and be smarter about it.
Reluctantly, he went to the bathroom, turning the shower on and relieving
himself once inside. He always woke up hard, but today he was sure it wasn’t
going to go away on its own. It was better he took care of it now and cleared
his head, he reasoned, than actually contemplate jerking off at school again.
Maybe Mike did it, but he definitely wasn’t going to be that depraved.
Even in the shower, Eren’s scent clung to his nostrils and Levi couldn’t
picture anything but the other teen sprawled out on his bed and begging to be
bred.
“Fuck,” Levi grunted, pressing a palm against the tiled wall to steady himself.
He couldn’t even fantasize about regular sex with Eren. It was all breeding and
knots and Eren desperate for him with the fever of heat. It was likely his
imagination, some wishful thinking, but his cock felt thicker and his balls
heavier in his hand. He knew he was getting carried away with the fantasy, but
he couldn’t help himself. It was invading his thoughts in the most aggressive
way.
When he came, he was sure it was more than he ever had, splattering the walls
with his thick, white cum – even though he’d unloaded in his boxers only hours
earlier. It left him gasping for breath as the water ran down his back, his
eyes wide and his body buzzing with pleasure and need. Jerking off was supposed
to sate his desire for Eren, but all it did was make it stronger. Now he wanted
to climb back into his bed where their combined scent was strongest and wake
Eren with his fingers opening him up to accept his cock.
“Damn it, what the fuck,” Levi hissed through clenched teeth, stepping back
into the spray of water and lowering the temperature. This had backfired and
left him even more frustrated.
He had no idea what he was going to do, but he didn’t have time to even think
about it right then.
After he tossed on a black Bad Religion T-shirt and ripped up jeans, he went
into Eren’s bedroom, his heart rate picking up as he made his way toward the
other teen’s dresser. Finding his school and cheerleading uniforms were the
easy part, though he paused with the latter in his hands with a contemplative
look. He brought the cheerleading skirt to his jaw, rubbing it roughly against
his cheeks and neck, even behind his ear, then repeated the process with the
matching sweater and tank. Eren would be around those football players again,
and Levi needed to make sure that they all knew that Eren was taken. It was
compulsive and he’d probably be embarrassed by his own behavior if he wasn’t so
fixated on proving to the world and Eren himself that they were an item.
He brought shaking hands to Eren’s underwear drawer and pulled it open, sucking
in a sharp breath at all the lacy and frilly things inside.
“Shit,” Levi mumbled, dipping his hand inside and running them over the
delicate pieces. He’d die happy if he could see Eren wearing these things –
only these things. He pulled out a pair of light blue lace panties that were
cut in such a way they’d barely cover Eren’s round little ass, with ruffles on
the hips. He brought them to his cheek, rubbing his face aggressively against
them, his eyes falling shut as he shuddered. Knowing Eren’s most private places
would smell like him made the blood rush to his groin all over again.
The omega was still curled up in bed when he returned, but he was awake and
staring at Levi with hazy eyes.
“I really don’t want to go to school today,” Eren whined, burying himself
deeper in Levi’s blankets.
“Are you feeling okay?” Levi asked, sitting down on the bed beside Eren and
brushing his bangs from his forehead. Eren didn’t seem to be much of a morning
person, but Levi was slightly concerned with just how reluctant he was to get
out of bed – even when he had a game to cheer at that Levi had promised to
attend.
“I’m fine, I just want to stay here with you,” Eren insisted, crawling over to
Levi and laying his head in the young alpha’s lap. Levi would have found such
clinginess from anyone else to be irritating, but with Eren, it tugged his
heart strings and flattered him that the other boy had grown so attached to him
so quickly. It bode well for them being mates and creating that bond. This had
to mean that Eren was just as open to it and primed for it as he was, didn’t
it?
“I’d rather do that, too,” Levi admitted, petting his hand through Eren’s hair
and mussing up every bit of inner strength that he could. A good alpha should
be able to tell his partner no – and that was something that would give him
distinction from the alpha he’d seen in the porn the night before. If Eren
wanted to do something that really would hurt him in the long run, Levi had to
care about him enough to put his own wants aside and do the right thing. He had
to. “But, after your game, we can come up here and be together. If you tell
Cindy you need to be left alone to study, we could have the whole night to
ourselves.”
“But I don’t want to be away from you,” Eren whispered, turning his head to
look up at him with worried eyes, and Levi nearly caved right then. All Eren
wanted was to be with him, how could Levi deny him that? It was exactly what
Levi wanted, too, and he knew they were both going to feel like shit all day
being separated.
“You can text me as much as you want,” Levi offered, finding his resolve once
more. “I’ll answer you right away, even if I have to go to the bathroom to do
it.”
“Really?” Eren asked as he rolled onto his back, his shirt twisting and lifting
to expose his belly. Without thinking, Levi blanketed it with his warm hand.
“I don’t like being away from you, either, you know,” he said quietly, rubbing
his thumb over Eren’s soft skin. “I know I’m shit at this and I haven’t really
given you a reason to believe me, but I don’t want you to be alone.”
“You’re not shit at this,” Eren said firmly, placing his smaller hand over
Levi’s and slowly blinking. “You’re not fake at all, and I know I mean the
things you say. I mean, I get worried, but… but I know it’s all in my head.”
“You’re worried I won’t want you anymore?” Levi asked, and Eren nodded
silently. “That’s not gonna happen. And it isn’t your fault you feel that way.
You’ve been through a lot and me… being not fake… it’s still not enough, and I
know it. It’s not asking too much for me to make you feel, you know, good about
this. That’s what I’m supposed to do, isn’t it? Show you that you’re safe with
me or whatever?”
Eren smiled slowly until his teeth showed, grabbing onto Levi’s other hand and
drawing it to his lips to kiss his knuckles. “I do feel safe with you, Levi.
Can’t you tell?”
Levi’s eyes darted to his hand on Eren’s stomach and he swallowed. It was
primal but even still, exposing his belly to Levi was a sign of submission and
trust.
“I’m not going to let you down,” Levi promised, his eyes softening at Eren’s
display. “I’m not the kinda person that would start something with you if I
wasn’t serious.”
“I know that, Levi. You’re the only alpha that has ever asked me if I was
okay,” Eren admitted, gazing up at Levi with an admiration the young alpha
wasn’t at all used to. “My aunt doesn’t even ask me that. I know you care about
me. You worry about how I’m feeling and if you’re being good to me. I see it,
you’re… kinda bad at hiding what you’re thinking.”
Levi blinked rapidly at that, hoping that Eren hadn’t been able to able to read
all of his thoughts and desires, and a blush crept up his cheeks. “Yeah, well,
uh.” He cleared his throat and Eren continued to grin at him, as though he knew
exactly what was running through his head. “You should get dressed. Come on, I
brought your clothes.”
He sat Eren up carefully, the quietly amused boy being of absolutely no help
while Levi awkwardly pushed his uniform into his lap, instead seemingly
satisfied to watch the flustered alpha attempt to help him get moving.
Eren leaned back on his hands, tipping his chin up and looking at Levi through
his eyelashes.
“Aren’t you going to help me?”
Levi froze, his heartbeat picking back up at the invitation to remove the
omega’s clothes. His resilient cock sprang back to life at the mere thought of
seeing Eren’s bare chest and supple thighs and he bit into his lip and forced
himself to take a step back.
“I… uh…” Levi gulped and scratched at his neck, glancing at Eren, then the
clock. There was no way he’d be able to pull himself away from Eren if he did
what the other teen was suggesting. They’d end up back in his bed – which was
probably exactly what Eren was angling for. “I probably…”
Eren lifted his arms up into the air, his head cocked to the size, coaxing Levi
to lift off his pajama shirt – which was exactly what the alpha found himself
doing not a moment later. Eren tossed his hair as the shirt was pulled over his
head, and Levi tried not to look at his body, his face burning red. His
erection was already pressed uncomfortably against his jeans and his hands
itched to wrap around his petite chest and pull him closer. Close enough that
he could suck his nipple into his mouth and roll the pink pearl over his
tongue.
Instead, he pulled Eren’s white collared shirt over his shoulders and helped
the hardly helpful boy slip his arms through the sleeves.
Eren laughed softly and brushed a hand into Levi’s hair as he tried to button
up his shirt, his hands shaking and fingers far from cooperative. It was hard
to concentrate and his fine motor skills had gone to absolute shit – and Eren
fell backward on the bed before he could finish his task. The omega lifted his
hips and Levi’s muscles twitched. It was far too inviting, Eren asking him to
pull off his shorts, and the alpha leaned down over him, spreading his knees
and parting the smaller teen’s thighs as he hovered over his body.
Levi shifted his hips and pressed his hardness against Eren’s groin, eliciting
a sharp gasp from the omega.
“You’re trying to get me to cut with you,” Levi rasped against his ear,
indulging in the other boy’s sweet scent before they would have to part.
Eren twisted his fingers into Levi’s dark hair and tugged on it, pulling him
closer to that delicious spot near his ear. “Is it working?”
Levi chuckled darkly, grinding his need into Eren’s. “What do you think?”
Eren slung his arms around Levi’s neck and pulled him closer until their chests
touched with each thrust that Eren eagerly met with a flick of his own hips.
“Stay here with me, Levi. I need you.”
Levi groaned, lathing his tongue over the omega’s neck and up and around the
shell of his ear, and Eren shivered beneath him. Fuck school, there was no way
he could pull himself away from Eren now, not with the way the boy was whining
about how he needed him. Levi was beyond compelled to give Eren everything he
wanted.
“I need you, too,” Levi admitted, unbuttoning his jeans and pulling down the
fly to release some of the pressure against his swollen cock. He shifted his
hips until they fell, allowing him to rut against Eren with only his black
boxer briefs covering him.
“Me too,” Eren pleaded, grabbing Levi’s hand and putting it onto his hip. “Take
off my shorts. Please, Levi.”
“Yeah, baby,” Levi breathed, tangling his fingers into the elastic hem of
Eren’s pajama shorts and tugging them down his thighs. He took a step back to
pull them completely off the omega’s body, so he’d be able to crawl back
between his legs, but when his eyes fell over the panting teen’s half-dressed
body he felt a surge of lust that was more powerful than anything he’d ever
experienced, even during the rest of his week with Eren.
Half the buttons of his shirt were still undone, leaving it parted and open to
his sides so it revealed his belly button and halfway up his heaving chest. His
smaller erection was just barely contained by the lavender lace panties he
wore, dampened in the front by his leaking cock.
Everything left Levi’s mind then besides Eren and how much he needed to have
him in every way. Eren was his and he was going to make him his, he’d see to it
that every other alpha knew just what they had.
“Wow,” he whispered to himself as the expectant omega slid his legs up and down
and stared at him with flushed cheeks and bedroom eyes as he writhed on top of
the comforter. Levi stepped back in, keeping his eyes locked with Eren’s. He
grabbed the small bulge in the front of Eren’s panties and the omega let out a
satisfying moan that stroked the young alpha’s ego and spurred him on. “Should
I make you cum with my dick or my hand?”
Eren bit into his lip, squirming as Levi squeezed and kneaded at the bump in
his panties, and Levi pulled back again, eyes falling to the little need that
was pressed against his palm. He lifted his hand, tracing the tip of his finger
up and down the omega’s shaft and in light circles over his balls, and the
brunet’s cock jumped at the gentle attention.
“You like that,” Levi mused, nudging the omega’s knees further apart with his
free hand as he continued to softly stroke over the lace that covered the other
teen’s cock. He picked up on a powerfully sweet scent when he spread Eren
further, and he cocked an eyebrow. “I make you wet, don’t I?”
He didn’t really expect an answer from Eren, but the other boy nodded his head
rapidly and dug his fingers into the blankets.
“You really want me to fuck you,” Levi murmured lowly, running his finger down,
over Eren’s tight balls and to the damp spot he’d just revealed from the
omega’s lewdly spread body. Eren making a soft choking sound and lifted his
hips again, pushing Levi’s finger toward the leaky hole that was still hidden
away from his direct touch. “You’d let me do it right now, wouldn’t you?” he
asked with salacious hunger, his finger pressing against Eren’s tightness
through the lace. The omega nodded, and he smirked, peeling back the front of
Eren’s panties until the head of his cock popped out. It was smaller than his
own, typical of an omega, and shining with pre-cum. Levi swiped his finger over
it and Eren yelped, lifting his hips for more, his face smeared with blush.
Levi brought his slick finger to his mouth while Eren watched him, the younger
teen’s lips parting with surprise when Levi sucked it into his mouth. The
alpha’s eyes fell shut and he groaned around his finger, hungrier than ever for
the boy he was determined to make his mate.
“Levi…” Eren whispered, and just the sound of his name on the other’s lips was
enough to push Levi over the edge. He surged toward Eren, nearly leaping onto
the bed and covering the other boy’s body with his own.
“Boys! Hurry up!” Cindy called from the bottom of the stairs, the sound of her
voice like ice water dumped into Levi’s lap. “We need to have a talk for you
before I leave and I’m already running late!”
Levi groaned, his head falling against Eren’s neck at the sound of her voice.
His entire body tensed with frustration and anger, and there was a low rumble
in the pit of his belly, his more primal side wanting to growl at the other
teen’s aunt and shut himself away with Eren even if it wasn’t rational.
Eren’s fingers ran up and down his back, and Levi lifted his head to gaze at
the other boy with regret. He hadn’t been able to control himself and now he’d
gone and gotten them both worked up with no chance of relief.
“Don’t stop,” Eren said quietly, blinking slowly and tipping his head to expose
his neck. The exposed skin and submission made Levi weak, and on impulse the
young alpha buried his nose deep in Eren’s scent and mouthed at his throat.
“Eren, get down here now!” Cindy yelled again, and Levi pulled back, glaring at
the door with wild eyes and his teeth bared. He was ready to stomp down there
and toss her from the house by her neck and he shuddered, hit with the
awareness that the animal inside of him was barely contained.
“We… we have to stop…” Levi rasped, panting above Eren with regret. He had
intended to wait until evening to put his hands on him, but somehow all of that
had gone out the window and he’d been unable to tell Eren they needed to stop
over and over. He needed to be stronger – this wasn’t safe for them.
“I don’t want to,” Eren frowned, tracing his fingers down Levi’s cheek. “Ignore
her, she’ll go away eventually…”
“No, Eren. No!” Levi grunted with exasperation, sitting up and taking a step
back from the sprawled out boy before him. “She won’t stop. Next she’ll come
here… and find you… us… like this. We have to get our shit together and get
down there now or there won’t be a next time.”
Levi picked up Eren’s skirt, wrapping it around the omega’s waist and fastening
the buttons. He pulled Eren up into a sitting position and straightened his
shirt, fixing the buttons that had remained undone and tucking it into his
skirt before pulling a sweater over Eren’s head. The boy’s hair was a god damn
mess, so Levi ran a hand through it in a panic, receiving no help at all from
the dazed omega.
“Eren, come on, this is important,” Levi insisted, looking him over with
concern. “You need to look… normal.”
Eren lifted his chin, focusing on Levi’s darting eyes. “What do I look like?”
Levi snorted and ran a hand through his hair, his eyes widening. Eren looked
like he’d been fucked all night and was ready for another round, but Levi
wasn’t going to say that.
“Like we’re both gonna get into a lot of trouble with your aunt if she suspects
something,” Levi settled with. Eren licked over his lips and then shrugged.
“You forgot my socks.”
The omega stuck a leg out in front of him expectantly, foot pointed out in
front of him like the dancer he was. Levi sighed and dropped to his knees,
pulling Eren’s knee high socks over his perfectly curved calves as the omega
allowed his knees to fall open, exposing his panties from beneath his skirt.
Levi clenched his teeth, half tempted to punch himself to draw his attention
away from Eren’s clear offering.
“Come on,” Levi said sharply, grabbing Eren’s hands and pulling him gently off
the bed and to his feet. “Just… don’t say much and try not to look at me. She
might pick up on something.”
“Mmmhmm,” Eren murmured, allowing Levi to drag him out the bedroom door.
Levi had to pry his hands from Eren’s when they reached the stairs.
This couldn’t possibly go well.
“Eren I need to leave now, move it!” Cindy snapped impatiently when she heard
them on the stairs, and Levi trudged into the kitchen with Eren behind him.
Kenny couldn’t have stared harder at him from behind his raised coffee mug.
“Sit down,” Cindy insisted, waving at the bowls of cereal she had set out for
them. “I’m not feeling well, so this will have to do for breakfast today,” she
explained quickly, and Levi quirked an eyebrow.
“Uh, this is fine,” Levi assured her, watching Eren flop into his seat like he
was still only half awake. “Thanks.”
“You’re welcome.” Cindy clasped her hands together and sucked in a breath,
standing before them all as if she had some sort of major announcement to make.
Levi was relieved that whatever it was, she’d at least spit it out quickly. He
wasn’t much interested in listing to Cindy talk about pretty much anything.
“As you boys may have heard, Kenny won his way into a poker tournament for this
coming weekend,” she started, and Levi swallowed his cereal like there were
rocks in his mouth. If Cindy was going to say anything about the two of them
breaking up, Levi was apt to murder her with his spoon. “It’s a pretty big deal
for him, it’s a satellite that could win him a seat at one of the biggest
national tournaments. The entry fee for it alone is ten thousand dollars!”
Eren was staring at his cereal, looking completely disinterested in anything
Cindy had to say, his socked foot sliding up and down Levi’s calf underneath
the table.
“Anyway, I really want to go with Kenny and support him,” Cindy continued,
placing a hand on Kenny’s shoulder.
It took all of the little willpower Levi had left not to roll his eyes. As if
that was why she didn’t want Kenny to go alone – so she could support him.
“So, since we can’t bring you boys to the casino with us, we decided to give
you a chance to stay here without us,” Cindy explained, much to Levi’s shock.
The young alpha’s eyes widened and darted to Eren, then Kenny, and then back to
Eren. Did he hear her correctly? Were they really going to leave them alone for
an entire weekend in the house?
“Now, Levi, I know that Kenny was pretty lax with the rules when you were
living with him,” Cindy rambled on, oblivious to the fact that Levi had
suddenly stopped chewing and was staring at her like she’d just told him he’d
won the fucking lottery. “I expect you to respect my home and my rules while
I’m gone. There will be no parties or drinking here. I don’t allow smoking
inside my house and I don’t want to find any cigarette butts outside, either. I
talked it over with Kenny and I don’t know your friends so I think it would be
best that you don’t have any guests over for the weekend… and that includes
omegas,” Cindy said sternly, causing Eren’s head to finally lift to attention.
“I’m not comfortable with you bringing your dates back here without adult
supervision, so please respect that.”
“His dates?” Eren asked suddenly, his eyes narrowing at his aunt, and Levi
kicked his foot under the table.
“That’s fine, Cindy,” Levi said quickly, drawing her attention away from Eren
immediately. “I don’t have a problem with any of that.”
“Good,” Cindy nodded, as if she was anticipating an argument. As if Levi would
even bother, even if he didn’t plan to spend the entire weekend in bed with
Eren. If he wanted to break one of her rules, it’s not like he’d ask. He’d just
do it and make sure she didn’t find out.
Exactly like he was going to do with Eren.
“And Eren,” Cindy said, turning back to her nephew that still had a sour look
on his face. “I talked to Armin’s grandfather and he said it would be fine if
Armin spent the weekend here with you.”
Eren squinted at her, his shoulders hunching up. “Why?”
Levi kicked his foot again. Eren didn’t know when to shut up.
Cindy blinked rapidly, taken aback by Eren’s attitude. “I thought you’d be
happy to have your friend over. I know it can’t be comfortable for you to be
here alone all weekend with an alpha you barely know.”
Levi snorted and Cindy looked over at him, putting her hands on her hips.
“What?”
“He’ll be fine,” Levi shrugged, popping another spoonful of cereal into his
mouth. “I’ll look after him, same as I do all the times you ask me to give him
rides.”
Levi was fucking gleeful at the prospect of so much time alone with Eren and
there was no way he was going to let Eren say anything to screw it up.
“Still, I feel better having Armin here,” Cindy said firmly, her smile fading.
“He’s very responsible and I trust him to make sure you both respect the house
rules.”
“Not a problem, Armin’s cool,” Levi said dismissively, already planning to
break Cindy’s ridiculous rules and invite Mike over to solve the third wheel
issue. Cindy wasn’t as smart as she thought she was – and Eren wasn’t as clever
as he tried to let on that he was, either.
Eren was quiet, staring at Levi until Cindy spoke up again.
“Eren? Are you feeling okay, sweetheart? You seem… out of sorts.”
Eren shrugged, turning his gaze back to his cereal. “I’m fine. I think maybe I
just got your cold or something.”
“Well,” Cindy sighed, “there’s medicine in the cabinet if you need it. I’ve
gotta get going, if you have any other questions you can talk to Kenny about
it, but we’ll be leaving tomorrow afternoon.”
Cindy stopped to kiss Eren on top of his head, causing the brunet to scowl and
sink lower into his chair. She was out the door a few moments later, oblivious
to the rampant sexual tension between her nephew and the young alpha she had
unwittingly agreed to allowed him to spend the weekend (almost) alone with.
Unfortunately, Kenny wasn’t quite so oblivious.
“Hey Eren,” Kenny said plainly, tapping his fingers on the table as he met
Levi’s stare. “Why don’t you go upstairs and take a shower. I’d like to talk to
Levi.”
Eren blinked, setting his unused spoon down and looking over at Kenny in his
half-daze. “But, if I shower I’ll be late for school.”
“That’s fine,” Kenny assured him, only giving him a half glance before turning
his attention back to Levi. “I’ll give you a ride to school and sign you in so
you don’t get into trouble.”
Levi snorted, pushing back from the table with an angry smirk. “Then I guess
you’re gonna sign me in, too?”
“Eren, go upstairs and take a shower,” Kenny repeated, his eyes leveled on
Levi.
Eren looked back and forth between Levi and Kenny, wringing his fists together
uncomfortably in his lap.
“You don’t have to listen to him, Eren,” Levi said coolly, crossing his arms
over his chest. “Kenny isn’t your father and you don’t have to answer to him.
Go get your bag and I’ll drive you to school now.”
“Levi,” Kenny said with warning in his voice. He sighed at the young alpha’s
aggressive behavior, not that it was unexpected, and stayed seated so as not to
further provoke him. “Eren needs to shower and spend a little time away from
you. I’m not letting him go to school like this and you shouldn’t, either.”
Levi chuckled darkly, getting up from his chair and walking behind Eren. He put
his hands on the other teen’s shoulders, giving his uncle a challenging glare.
“Why? Because he smells like me?”
Kenny ran a hand through his hair, quiet for a beat. “Because he smells like
the school is going to make a phone call home and if they do, all three of us
are screwed. And not in the good way, Levi.”
“This is stupid,” Levi spat, tightening his grip on Eren’s shoulders. “So
fucking what if he and I…”
“Levi,” Kenny interrupted, rubbing his temples. “Shut up. Let the kid get up
and shower.”
Eren turned in his chair, looking up at the furious alpha that didn’t seem
inclined at all to let him go.
“It’s okay, Levi. I probably should take a shower. It’s fine.”
“The only way you’re going in late is if I’m with you,” Levi snapped, and Kenny
groaned.
“Jesus Christ, Levi,” Kenny grumbled, shaking his head. “Eren, you’re fine. Go
shower. I want to talk to Levi.”
“Okay,” Eren agreed, gently nudging Levi’s hands from his shoulders. “It’s
really okay, Levi. I’ll be fine.”
Levi reluctantly released Eren, glaring hard at Kenny as the omega made his way
upstairs.
“You have no right…” Levi snarled, and Kenny finally stood from his seat,
towering over his nephew and narrowing his eyes at him.
“I have every fucking right when you two are going to fuck up my life,” Kenny
started, taking a step toward Levi. “I have plans this weekend, and with the
scent Eren’s giving off, they’re going to call up Cindy and she’s going to
demand we both stay home. Now, I understand you’re really fucking stupid right
now and it isn’t really your fault, but you need to cool it with the fucking
disrespect.”
“Disrespect?” Levi snorted, shaking his head and unwilling to back down to
another alpha.
“Yeah,” Kenny snapped. “I know you’ve lost your damn mind, but I’m not
interested in fucking your little boyfriend, no matter how much you are. He’s
fucking sixteen, Levi. I’m not going to put my hands on a fucking teenager and
that you think I would, no matter how doped up on omega you are right now,
pisses me the fuck off. I’m an adult and I’m trying to help you both out, so
stop being a little asshole and take the fucking charity I’m giving you.
Because right now I’ve got half a mind to tell Cindy you should spend the
weekend at a friend’s house with what a shit you’re being to me.”
“That’s fucked up,” Levi growled, balling his fists at his sides and tempted to
slug his uncle for daring to separate him from Eren.
“You think I’m fucked up?” Kenny countered, widening his eyes. “You’re the one
that doesn’t trust me, your own god damn uncle, to drive your fucking kid
boyfriend to school. I’m trying to have patience with you, Levi, because I know
a lot of this is out of your control, but you’re not thinking clearly. Have you
ever seen me chase after someone like Eren? I’m not a fucking threat, Levi. You
need to calm the fuck down.”
“You’re making me go to school without him!” Levi shouted, rage boiling in his
veins. “You’re saying that you’ll separate us for the entire weekend! And you
expect me not to be pissed? You’re the one being an asshole!”
“Yeah, I’m an asshole for telling you that if you don’t stop implying I want to
fuck a teenager that I’m not going to turn a blind eye to you spending the
weekend in bed with him,” Kenny snorted, shaking his head. “Eren reeks of you
and sex, Levi. On top of that, he can’t even focus anymore. He needs to get
cleaned off and be away from you before I take him to school so he can clear
his damn head. I’m trying to do what you don’t have the capacity to do for him
right now, I’m trying to help him.”
“Don’t fucking try and tell me I can’t help him myself,” Levi hissed, stepping
closer to Kenny with his shoulders lifted.
“You can’t,” Kenny barked with frustration. “You’re too far gone! He needs
someone rational to make sure he’s taken care of! You should be thanking me
that I’m trying to help you both!”
“Don’t act like you’re doing this for me,” Levi snarled, and Kenny rolled his
eyes.
“You’re right, I’m doing it for me, too.” Kenny said with an annoyed nod.
“Because I’m responsible for you, and anything fucking stupid you do is going
to fall back onto me. I’m also doing it for you, though, because you know damn
well how easy it would be for me to convince Cindy to have you two in separate
houses this weekend. All I’d have to do is suggest it and she’d think it was
brilliant and it’s no fucking skin off my back. The fact that I’m trying to
help you have the weekend here with your boyfriend is for you, Levi. So how
about you get your ass to school and let me stop you from fucking it all up?”
Kenny had his back against the wall and Levi hated it. He’d never wanted to be
an adult more than he did in that moment, so he could tell his uncle to fuck
off and carry Eren back to bed where they both wanted to be. But, for as
excited as he’d been at the prospect of spending the weekend alone with Eren,
Kenny’s threats had teeth and Levi knew it.
“Fine,” Levi gritted through clenched teeth. “Just let me say goodbye to him.”
“Hurry up,” Kenny said flatly. “If you’re late, I’m not going to help you get
out of detention.”
Levi narrowed his eyes, hurling himself toward the stairs so he could say
goodbye to Eren. He was furious and felt like a failure as an alpha – allowing
someone else to be alone with Eren and backing down the way he had. He felt
like ripping his hair out at the injustice of it all. He was only a few months
from being eighteen, but everyone was set on treating him like a child.
When he got to his bedroom and didn’t hear the shower running, he went into the
bathroom to pass through and knock on Eren’s door.
He didn’t expect to see the omega in the bathtub, surrounded by bubbles.
“Oh, shit,” Levi stammered, backing up until he bumped into the counter. “I
didn’t know you were in here.”
“It’s okay,” Eren said softly, leaning back against the tub and lolling his
head toward Levi. “I don’t mind.”
Levi gripped the bathroom counter as Eren lifted a slick, soapy leg from the
water and draped it over the side of the tub.
“There’s room for you… if you want…” Eren offered, and it was like a punch to
Levi’s gut. He could strip down right now and get into that warm bath with
Eren, pull his smooth body into his lap and press their bare chests together.
He could probably slip right inside his tight heat and make love to him slowly,
just rocking him in his lap and letting the water and his arms embracing him
soothe away any of the pain of his first time. He could hold him close and
whisper into his ear, tell him all the sweet things that would make him melt
and relax so Levi could show him just how good he could make him feel. When
they finished, he’d wash him carefully and allow the tub to refill with hot
water so Eren could relax back against his chest while he washed his hair and
massaged his scalp and trailed kisses up and down his neck and across his
shoulders.
“Oh god, Eren,” Levi choked, taking a few slow steps toward the tub. Maybe he
wouldn’t get in. Maybe with the way that Eren had his legs spread, he’d just
slip his hand in between them and press a finger inside him, let him writhe
around on that until he came and all that tension was released.
He knelt by the tub, tipping Eren’s chin up to stare into his bright green
eyes. “This weekend, when I have you alone, I’m going to keep you in my bed and
I’m not going to let you go.”
“Promise?” Eren asked, tipping his head as his eyelids drooped.
“I swear,” Levi whispered, tipping his head so his forehead rested against
Eren’s damp one.
“Levi,” Kenny called through the door with a knock. “You’ve got sixty seconds
to get out the door or I’m calling Cindy.”
“Fuck,” Levi hissed and Eren caught his cheeks with his wet, soapy hands.
“It’s okay, just go,” Eren told him, brushing his nose against the alpha’s. “If
I need you, I’ll text you.”
“If he touches you, Eren,” Levi warned, and Eren shook his head.
“Cindy would kill him. I’ll be okay.”
Levi kissed Eren’s forehead, standing up and looking over to the door he knew
his uncle was on the other side of, waiting for him to leave.
Why couldn’t he believe Kenny? It was his damn uncle; he’d never done anything
so shitty to anyone. Why was he fucking terrified at the prospect of leaving
him alone with Eren?
Had he really lost his mind?
Chapter End Notes
     Thank you so much for reading! I apologize for this taking me a
     little longer, I've been very busy offline.
     A Matter of Perspective is my next fic to be updated.
     I'm sorry if there are a few mistakes, I posted it without having
     @britefairy03 beta read it for me since she has a lot going on right
     now and I didn't want to put more on her shoulders. I hope your
     fiance feels better soon, love <3 Consider this chapter just a treat
     for you to read later! :-*
***** Chapter 13 *****
Chapter Notes
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Levi had glared at his uncle when he stormed out of the house, muttering a
string of obscenities at Kenny that he wasn’t even sure he actually meant. He
was generally able to keep a cool head regardless of the situation he was in,
and he’d never felt so irrationally confrontational. But, for as much as he
tried to tell himself he was absolutely insane for thinking Kenny would ever
put his hands on Eren, the thought of it gnawed at his mind in a maddening way.
The threat felt so real that he had worked himself up into a veritable panic,
adrenaline coursing through his veins and his entire body itching to fight the
man that had essentially raised him. Kenny – who had never had a serious
relationship the entire time he’d had Levi in his custody, who finally seemed
happy with someone (though Levi couldn’t really understand why). His own damn
uncle.
And as Levi sat in his car, pulled behind the house after a trip around the
block, he couldn’t stop the images of his worst fears playing in his mind like
a movie reel.
Kenny undressing and getting into the bath with Eren. Kenny putting his hands
all over his future mate, rubbing his calloused thumbs over his sensitive, pink
nipples. Kenny pulling Eren’s small, delicate body into his lap. Kenny’s lips
on his neck and mouth, tasting him. Kenny taking him and marking him, stealing
Eren away from him, breeding him and keeping him for himself.
Tears pricked the corners of Levi’s eyes and he tried to slow his breathing,
close to hyperventilating. There was no way Kenny would ever do those things.
No matter how beautiful, how irresistible Eren was, Kenny would never do
something that disgusting and hurtful.
Would he?
“Damn it, Eren, what’s taking you so long?” Levi grumbled, his knee bouncing
nervously as he watched the driveway for Kenny’s car. They were taking for-
fucking-ever, and Levi was sure that Eren could have gotten himself cleaned up
and dressed by then.
Or, could he?
Levi groaned, his forehead hitting the steering wheel as his heart sunk. Eren
had needed his help to get dressed before breakfast – what if he needed Kenny’s
help now? What if Kenny had pulled Eren’s warm, wet body from the bath and seen
him naked? What if he’d held him while he was all soft and pliant and he’d
brought him back to his own bed because just like Levi, he couldn’t bring
himself to let Eren go?
The young alpha gripped the wheel, his shoulders hunched as he let out a low,
seething growl. He could storm back into the house and take Eren back – by
force, if necessary.
If Kenny had his hands on Eren, Levi wouldn’t be able to stop himself from
getting violent.
“I swear, I’ll fucking kill him. I’ll kill him,” Levi repeated desperately,
beads of sweat pricking his temples. With each second that passed without Eren
walking out the door, Levi felt more frantic. This was his future mate, he’d
already decided it was what he wanted, but Eren could be taken from him.
Eren could reject him for another alpha.
Kenny was older. He had money and could take care of Eren. He had experience
and probably knew all the right shit to say to make Eren’s panties fall off.
“Baby, please,” Levi pleaded, the pain in his chest worsening. Eren was strong,
Levi knew it. The way he’d defended Armin was telling of his character and Levi
just had to believe that strength would translate into him telling Kenny – or
anyone else – that he was taken.
But, was he?
Levi had never really said it and neither had Eren, but Levi was the alpha. He
needed to tell Eren how he felt, what he wanted. He hadn’t given Eren the
opportunity to say yes and to make something at least somewhat official until
they could eventually be mates. Eren had made it more than clear he wanted to
hear it from Levi, that Levi needed to take the initiative and trust his
instincts. But, Levi had gotten so caught up in burying his face in Eren’s neck
that he’d forgotten to say the words that needed to be said.
If he still had a chance, he wouldn’t make this mistake again.
The young alpha nearly cried with relief when Eren and Kenny stepped out the
front door, his uncle carrying Eren’s backpack for him, both of their faces
tense with stress. It was clear that something had happened, though Levi didn’t
know exactly what, but the fact that Eren was getting into Kenny’s car meant
that if Kenny had made any advances, Eren had turned him down.
After they pulled out of the driveway, Levi began to follow behind them, palms
sweaty and his foot itching to hit the gas so he could get ahead of Kenny’s car
and snatch Eren from it.
His stomach dropped when Kenny turned onto the highway – away from Eren’s high
school.
“What the fuck?” Levi snapped, pulling over to the side of the road and bumping
partially onto the sidewalk. He scrambled to get his phone out of his pocket,
his fingers barely cooperating as he frantically texted Eren.
“r u ok? do u need help?”
He drummed his hands against the wheel, worked up into an all-out panic. There
was no way that Kenny would travel that way to bring Eren to school, but Levi
couldn’t for the life of him figure out where the hell he’d be taking Eren
instead. A hotel where Cindy wouldn’t pick up the mingled scent of sex?
“yea im ok, don’t worry”
Levi squinted at the message, glancing over at the highway and wondering if he
should try to follow them anyway.
“where is he taking u?”
It seemed like an eternity passed during the half minute it took Eren to reply.
“2 see a dr. im fine tho”
Levi ran a hand roughly through his hair, his nose wrinkling. Why in the
literal fuck would Kenny bring Eren to see a fucking doctor?
And then it hit him, and his head lolled back to slam into the headrest.
Kenny was taking him to see a doctor about birth control, of course he was. He
knew damn well they were going to spend the weekend in bed fucking like bunnies
and he definitely didn’t want Eren going to Cindy to talk about contraception.
He knew Kenny didn’t want anything to fuck up his precious weekend at the
casino, but Levi didn’t appreciate that he’d take it upon himself to… what?
Have the ‘sex talk’ with Eren? Couldn’t the asshole have just told him to go
buy a pack of condoms one of the times he was giving him an earful of shit?
Levi snorted, furious. This wasn’t Kenny’s business and for fuck’s sake, it was
Eren’s body. Levi didn’t like the idea of Eren having to take a pill or get a
shot if he didn’t want to when there were way less invasive options.
“just don’t do anything u don’t want 2 just bc he tells u 2. if u dont want 2
take pills or get a shot, dont.”
Levi shook his head, putting his car back into drive and pulling away from the
curb and toward his own high school. He felt like his uncle had overstepped his
boundaries and he should have discussed it with him, not Eren. He was Kenny’s
nephew. If Kenny wanted to play part-time parent, he needed to stick to his own
damn family.
And hell if it didn’t make Levi’s skin crawl that anyone else was having a
conversation about their sex life with Eren.
His phone chimed and Levi glanced at the screen as he drove.
“<3 i dont ever do anything I dont want 2”
Levi felt like punching something. It was gross that Kenny had gone over his
head and even dared to put the thought into Eren’s mind that he needed to do
all this. It was frustrating that Eren had agreed with Kenny and gone along
with it, because it was fucking true, if Eren didn’t want to do something, he
wouldn’t. Kenny had convinced Eren that Levi was such a shitty alpha that he
needed to go get a fucking shot or something because Levi wasn’t mature enough
to handle his own shit.
By the time Levi had gotten to school he was itching to turn his car around and
go back home, wait for his asshole uncle and give him a piece of his mind.
It didn’t make sense, as it would probably result in a fist fight that would
end his weekend before it began, and ultimately over nothing.
Obviously, Eren wanted to go to the clinic. It didn’t make a whole hell of a
lot of sense to make Eren getting some contraceptive shot pointless by fighting
Kenny about it after the fact.
School was worse than hell, with Levi using his bathroom pass in each class in
order to go and text Eren. He felt like tearing down the walls to get to the
omega, even though he’d see him at the game in a few hours, and he wanted so
badly to tell him that he didn’t need to listen to any of Kenny’s bullshit.
That he could handle things himself. That Eren never needed to worry himself
about a thing.
His teachers weren’t impressed each time he asked, but Levi caught on that his
teachers were a lot more embarrassed than he was when he feigned a case of the
shits to get himself excused repeatedly.
“r u ok? where r u?”
“im @ school now, im fine”
“im really pissed at Kenny. Im sorry.”
“don’t b sorry. Im srsly fine. it was the most awk convo ever but i handled
it.”
“he didn’t make u do anything?”
“levi no. he didn’t even go inside with me lol. it was fine. im fine. I can
handle myself yo ;)”
“I was worried”
“ur so cute”
“what happens between us is our business”
“<3 im so happy u feel that way. tbh I still keep thinking maybe u dont want
this, idk why”
“of course I want this. dont be scared. Id never hurt you eren”
“I know but thnx 4 sayin it. cuz I don’t want 2 lose u”
“u wont. I want this so much eren.”
“so do i. so much its all I can think about.”
“youre all I think about”
“omg <3”
“<3”
Levi was texting this kid hearts. And hell if he didn’t even feel stupid about
it.
This was it. Eren definitely wanted to be with him, wanted to go all the way
with him, felt at least somewhat as strongly as Levi did. For as confident as
Eren was about how he did only what he wanted, Levi also could tell he had some
issues that stemmed from his father. After Eren revealed those insecurities,
Levi had to believe that Eren wouldn’t have sex with him if he wasn’t really
fucking serious about being with Levi long term.
Still, he’d need to tell Eren how he really felt. Eren had been vulnerable with
him and deserved the same courtesy. He’d find some time, maybe later that
evening, and he’d tell Eren that he truly meant it when he said he wouldn’t
ever leave him because he wanted to be his mate.
Mike joined him after school for the football game, and Levi didn’t waste any
time filling him in on the plans for the weekend.
“They’re actually going to leave you two alone, with Armin as a babysitter?”
Mike asked in amused disbelief, and Levi nodded with raised eyebrows.
“Yeah. I can’t imagine how I’ll work around the Armin situation,” he said
plainly, giving Mike a knowing look.
The light haired alpha laughed, shaking his head at his friend. “So now you
want me to come over and mess around with Armin so you can hook up with Eren?
Didn’t you just try to cock block me yesterday?”
Levi shrugged, letting out a huff. “I apologized and left you to alone to… get
yourself locked up in a closet or something, didn’t I?”
“Hey!” Mike chuckled, shoving Levi in the arm as they walked toward the
football stadium. “We had a good time before his grandfather came home! Totally
worth it.”
Levi rolled his eyes. So maybe he wanted to do all of the same things that Mike
had done, but with Eren. It’s not like he’d let himself get locked up in a
closet and then piss in the woods.
Well, maybe he would.
He would.
“Are you gonna fuck him?” Mike asked bluntly, and Levi narrowed his eyes.
“I told you not to talk about him like that,” Levi warned, scanning the field
for Eren as they entered the stadium. “Fucking pervert.”
“I’ll take that as a yes,” Mike teased, ribbing Levi before they sat down on
the bleachers. “It’s nothing to feel bad about. As soon as Armin’s cool with
it, psh. Hell yes.”
“So you didn’t yesterday?” Levi found himself asking, though he was sure he
probably shouldn’t care.
“Nah,” Mike shrugged. “Wasn’t the right time.”
“I guess not,” Levi snorted in a nod to Mike ending up locked in the closet.
“You think Eren is ready for that now?” Mike smirked. “What made you realize
he’s not that innocent?”
Levi clenched his jaw, annoyed at Mike’s implication. “He is innocent. But,
he’s also able to make his own decisions, and he… likes being with me.”
“Oh does he now?” Mike gave him a shit eating grin and Levi had to resist the
urge to punch him.
“Yeah, he does,” Levi said matter-of-factly. “Like he pretty much begs me to
stay in bed with him and… hell, this morning he invited me into the bathtub
with him…”
“Holy shit, dude,” Mike barked with a laugh. “How the hell did you end up so
lucky?”
Levi shifted his eyes over to his friend. “First of all, I have no fucking
idea, but shut the fuck up. Secondly… Armin doesn’t do that? Like pretty much…
like… offer himself to you? You know, like… in bed?”
Mike raised an eyebrow and shook his head. “Yeah, not so much. We messed
around, but it wasn’t anything like that. I mean, he was into it, but he wasn’t
begging for my dick. And thank god for that cause his grandpa woulda walked in
on me balls deep.”
Levi straightened up when he saw the cheerleaders walking onto the field. Eren
was hanging back from the rest of the group, walking more slowly than the
others and staying close to Armin. He seemed to be lacking his usual pep, and
Levi was concerned.
“I guess Eren’s really into you,” Mike said casually, though Levi wouldn’t pull
his eyes from Eren.
“Yeah, well… I’m really into him, too,” Levi deadpanned, confirming what Mike
had known all along, even when he’d denied it. “I probably sound fucking crazy,
but I’m going to tell him this weekend I want us to be mates. You know, when
he’s ready for it.”
“Wow,” Mike said more quietly, turning his own gaze to where Levi was looking
on the field. “I mean, I’d be a lucky son of a bitch if Armin ever said he’d be
my mate, but damn, Levi. You’re gonna tell him that? Like now?”
Levi nodded, not wanting to explain the details of Eren’s insecurities to his
friend. “I think he should know how I feel about him and that I’m serious about
wanting to stay with him. I want him to know that when he’s ready, I’ll be
ready, too. I want us to, you know, have that bond.”
“Still obsessing over knotting him?” Mike asked, and Levi’s ears turned red.
“Fuck you,” he muttered, and Mike bumped him with his shoulder.
“It’s natural, just don’t expect him to be as excited about it as you are.”
“No shit,” Levi snapped, his lips in a tight frown as he watched Eren begin to
cheer. The omega looked… off. Levi couldn’t quite place what exactly it was,
but the younger teen seemed almost… nervous.
For as confident as Eren was, it made Levi worry even more.
“You know if you do that, if you go back on it, it’ll fuck him up,” Mike
warned, pausing and giving a smile and wave to the pigtailed blond that had
spotted them from the field.
“I know, I read up on it last night,” Levi explained, his heart skipping a beat
when Eren’s eyes locked with his own. There was pleading look, something of
longing and stress that made Levi itch to go down to the field right then and
bring Eren home. He really didn’t seem okay, and Levi wondered if something had
happened. He checked his phone to see if he’d somehow missed a text from Eren,
but there were none.
“A few days ago, you were saying you just wanted to protect him…” Mike said
cautiously, watching the way Levi was staring at Eren with a tight jaw. “You
okay, man? I know you’re kind of intense and you like him, but like…”
“He’s intense, too.” Levi rested his elbows on his knees, watching Eren cheer.
He didn’t have the same energy he’d had at the last game, not even close, and
he was definitely distracted. “Just as much as I am. Fuck, maybe more. Look,
maybe you don’t understand, but if he’s my mate, then he is protected. You
seriously think I’d ever let anything happen to him?”
“I mean, no,” Mike replied quickly. “It’s just that he’s like, a junior and
he’s probably not thinking about the same shit you are, you know? Like, I told
you with the suppressants…”
Levi snorted and shook his head. “You’re the one that’s been in my ear all
fucking week about how they’re thinking about shit just as much as we are.”
“Yeah, sex,” Mike said with a small laugh. “I told you though, the suppressants
make it so they’re not thinking about shit like knotting and mating like we do.
I’m sure he wants to ride your dick, but it doesn’t mean he wants to be with
you for the rest of his life.”
Levi finally turned from the field to glare at his friend, his upper lip
twitching with anger. “You don’t know a fucking thing about him. All he wants
is to know I won’t leave him. You have no idea how he is with me when we’re
alone, especially when we’re in my bed. When I tell him I want him to be my
mate someday, he’ll understand I don’t want to ever leave him. I’m not
expecting him to fucking go for it today. It’s not what I’m saying at all.”
“What if he did?” Mike asked, and Levi turned his eyes back to where Eren
cheering with the other omegas.
“Then I’d do it,” Levi said simply, releasing the heavy words like they were
helium balloons. “If he wanted it, I’d do it. I’m not gonna change my mind
about him or want someone else. I’ve never wanted anyone else.”
“You know he’d be attached to you, like seriously attached to you, if you do
that, don’t you? That doesn’t scare you at all?” Mike asked without hesitation.
“No,” Levi said flatly. It was the exact opposite. The mere thought of
capturing Eren’s heart permanently was exhilarating. “I’m already attached to
him.”
“You’re moving really fast…” Mike warned, and Levi’s patience ran out.
“You were just telling me to fuck him quick before someone else does, now
you’re telling me I’m moving too fast because I want to actually have something
real with him,” Levi muttered in disgust. “Maybe I’m not okay with using him.
He deserves better than that. And since we’re giving each other fucking
relationship advice, same goes for Armin. Maybe you won’t ever spend a heat
with him, but if you think that if you fuck him he won’t get even more attached
to you and you won’t hurt him if you break it off, you’re a fucking idiot.”
“Jesus, calm down, I never said I wanted to break up with Armin.” Mike tossed
his hands up in surrender. “All I was trying to say was that you’re moving real
fast and Eren might not be ready for all this shit you’re thinking about, okay?
I totally fucking get it that you feel like you do, I feel some of it, too. I
mean, not like you are… but you’ve always been fucking intense so maybe this is
just how you’re gonna be with omegas, I don’t fucking know.”
“Not omegas,” Levi hissed, “just this one.”
Mike let it go after that, turning his own attention back to the cheerleaders
and leaving his comments to the blond that kept shooting him grins.
Eren never seemed to snap out of whatever it was that was bothering him, and by
the end of the game, Levi was pretty concerned. He didn’t waste any time making
his way off the bleachers so he could go look for the younger teen, tense with
worry as he pushed his way through the crowd. Something gnawed at the back of
his mind that Eren needed him, and it was insistent and relentless. In spite of
the fact that he didn’t consciously know where Eren was, he was pulled like a
magnet toward the omega, as if somehow he had been able to pick up his scent
even surrounded by so many other people. He lost Mike in his pursuit, his
stomach in knots as he worked his way around the back of the stadium.
“Get the hell away from me Jean!”
Levi’s blood ran cold when he heard Eren’s voice coming from behind one of the
brick walls, and he elbowed and shoved his way past the rest of the spectators
toward the sound of the omega struggling.
“Eren, would you just listen to me?” Levi heard Jean snap as he raced toward
them. “I need to get you out of here, you shouldn’t be here. Just… just come
home with me, okay? I’m not gonna hurt you or anything, I swear! I have to get
you away from all these people…”
Eren pushed against the other alpha, but Jean wouldn’t release his grip on his
arm as he tried to pull him toward the parking lot, the omega digging his heels
in and stumbling along beside him. “Let go of me, I’m not going anywhere with
you!”
Levi had never been so enraged in his life, not even earlier that morning when
he’d been terrified that his own uncle was about to knife him in the back and
put his hands on Eren. This wasn’t in his head, it was real, and Levi was
furious. It was bad enough that another alpha had touched Eren, had even
thought of Eren, but to try and drag the omega to his car, against his will? It
was unforgivable.
Levi didn’t stop running until he shoved into Jean, causing the other alpha to
stumble, and pull Eren against his body.
“Get your hands off him,” Levi snarled reaching for Eren as Jean took a step
back and held Eren closer.
“You need to get the fuck out of here,” Jean growled, cupping the back of
Eren’s head and pulling it against his chest in some twisted display of
protective affection. “I’m bringing Eren home with me, he shouldn’t be here.”
Eren pushed against Jean’s chest, and Levi was sure he had never seen him so
frantic and angry. It was even more than that, Eren looked disgusted, beating
his fist against the alpha’s football jersey.
“He’s going home with me,” Levi said lowly, walking toward Jean and Eren in
heavy strides as the other alpha continued to back away toward the parking lot.
“I’m not letting him go anywhere with you, are you fucking serious?” Jean
narrowed his eyes, wrapping his arms so tightly around Eren the omega could
barely move. “I’m not going to hurt him you fuckwad, but I’m not letting him
leave here with another alpha when he’s mine!”
“Yours?” Levi barked, stepping around Jean and unable to get a clear shot on
him with the way he had Eren. Eren was staring at him with desperate, pleading
eyes, and it was unlike anything he’d ever seen of him before. This time, Eren
really needed his help. “If he was yours, you wouldn’t need to drag him away.
Let go of him and see what he does!”
“You think he’s gonna go to you?” Jean snorted, and Levi noticed Eren’s cheeks
were wet with tears. A few days earlier, the omega had been fearless when
Reiner had harassed Armin, but now he looked like he couldn’t handle this
asshole at all and that worried Levi, his head cocking as he tried to get a
read on the smaller teen while Jean continued to run his mouth. “I’ve invested
years into this, since fucking pee-wee football, everyone knows it’s me and
Eren. Every fucking asshole on that team knows he’s mine and it’s hands off!
Who the fuck do you even think you are?”
“Who do I think I am?” Levi asked darkly, closing in on the other alpha as Eren
struggled against him. If he could get a clear shot without hurting Eren, he
would, but he couldn’t risk hurting the omega – not yet. “I’m his boyfriend and
I’m going to be his mate. And not because I want him, but because we want each
other.”
Eren’s eyes widened and his lips parted, his face softening for a moment as
Levi caught his gaze.
“His mate,” Jean laughed bitterly, rolling his eyes. “Is that what you want,
Eren? To be mates with some delusional loser like this?”
Eren nodded, trying to turn his body toward Levi with every bit of his
strength.
Levi saw his opening right then, when Jean, legitimately shocked, looked down
at the distressed omega in disbelief and let his guard down. Levi lurched
forward, grabbing Jean’s arm with one hand and Eren’s sweater with the other,
yanking Jean’s arm away from the omega and shoving him roughly to the ground.
Eren stumbled as Levi pulled him toward himself and he caught the boy quickly
in his arms.
“Eren, get behind me,” Levi said, his eyes still locked on Jean with an icy
glare. His hands were clenched into fists and he was prepared to put the other
alpha in the hospital, if not only to teach him a lesson about putting his
hands where they didn’t behind, but to make it clear to anyone else that wanted
Eren that they’d be facing a challenge from him.
“No, don’t,” Eren breathed, reaching up to put his hands on the distracted
alpha’s cheeks and pull his lips down to his own.
It was like the Earth stopped spinning right then, Eren’s soft, warm lips
against his like they were sealing a promise with more affection than Levi had
ever known. The tension evaporated almost instantly as Levi felt the boy’s
plush lips press into him and he encircled Eren with his arms, the omega
melting against him. Nothing else mattered, not the people that might see them
or even beating Jean’s ass. He had his everything right there, kissing him
sweetly, showing Levi and the whole damn world that he felt the same. That he
chose Levi and Levi was his everything, too.
Levi parted his lips, running the tip of his tongue over Eren’s sweet, glossy
lip and then slipping it into the boy’s welcoming mouth. He tasted like the
watermelon bubble gum he loved so much, and Levi moaned, making the omega
shiver and his knees wobble.
Without breaking their kiss, Levi lifted him up so that Eren could wrap his
legs around his waist and Levi could carry him away. He barely heard the curses
and angry words Jean was shouting at them, so caught up in the boy that sat on
his forearm and kissed him back softly, tantalizingly slow, curling his fingers
into Levi’s hair and humming with contentment.
He stumbled his way to his car, a hand inching up the back of Eren’s
cheerleading sweater and over the smooth, warm skin that Levi couldn’t wait to
lick and nibble. He pulled his lips from the omega’s for only a moment, to
unlock his car doors, and Eren’s mouth was on his neck, nipping and sucking his
way up to the musky place behind his ear in a way that made Levi’s cock grow
thick and heavy.
Levi yanked the back door open and slipped inside with the clinging boy, laying
him on the seat and climbing over his soft, needy body. He couldn’t break apart
from him, let him go, not even to sit in the passenger seat. It was too soon
and he felt as though they’d been separated for an eternity, like he’d had to
fight two alphas just to hold onto him, like if he didn’t kiss him again at
that exact moment it would be he’d run out of air to breathe. “Eren,” he
rasped, catching the omega’s lips with his own sliding his tongue over the
younger teen’s.
Eren mewed in response, his legs still looped around Levi’s waist and his
pleated skirt pushed up and fanned out around him. He was more receptive than
ever, lifting his narrow hips to brush his hard nub of a cock into the swell
trapped inside Levi’s jeans.
He was soft and pliant, and Levi wondered if Eren had felt just as
uncomfortable and threatened by another alpha in his space as Levi had. Was
Eren just as caught up in this crazy whirlwind of emotion as he was and
sickened by even the thought of anyone trying to interfere or come between
them?
“You know I wasn’t gonna let him hurt you, don’t you baby?” Levi asked, and
Eren nodded, running tiny fingertips running over his cheeks.
“I can’t deal with him right now, Levi, I just can’t,” Eren whispered, his
voice thick with emotion. “It’s not just him, it’s any alphas. Anyone but you.
It’s too much…”
“Shh,” Levi hushed him, kissing his lips, then his salty cheek. “I understand.
I was a wreck this morning when you were with Kenny. It’s okay, I’ve got you
now.”
It would have been a relief that Eren felt the same way, if it wasn’t for the
fact that Levi hated Eren feeling distressed.
“Make me yours, make them all go away,” Eren pleaded, meeting Levi’s slow,
methodical thrusts with tiny gasps and a sharp flick of his hips.
If only he could do just that – knot him and make his neck purple, cover him in
his scent to the point the omega was oozing with it.
Levi could barely take it, so desperate to have the boy writhing beneath him in
every way that everything else in the world seemed to disappear. He cupped
Eren’s panty-clad ass, slipping his finger beneath the hem and making the boy
shudder in his arms.
“Can I?” he asked against the omega’s kiss swollen lips, and the boy nodded,
his breath hitching as Levi’s finger slipped between his parted cheeks and over
his tight, slick hole.
“You’re wet,” Levi groaned, high on the heady feeling of making such a
beautiful omega primed and wanting. He traced the tip of his finger in light
circles over the boy’s needy rosebud, and Eren gasped into Levi’s lips and
squirmed with pleasure. There was a rapid nod of the omega’s head, his hips
shifting as he tried to catch the alpha’s finger with his sweet little ass.
He rubbed against the drooling hole, catching the rim of his tightness with his
finger but never pushing it inside. He longed to roll Eren to his belly and
lift up his hips, peel down his pretty panties and lathe his tongue over his
cunt and tease him until he messed himself with cum. He smirked at the thought,
putting just enough pressure on Eren’s entrance to make the other teen gasp and
twist his head to the side, giving Levi access to his neck.
Kissing Eren was amazing, but Levi couldn’t resist his neck. His scent was more
delicious than ever and he couldn’t stop his teeth from scraping against the
tender skin, no matter how much he tried to hold back from bruising him. He
needed to show the world in every way that Eren belonged to him, that he had an
alpha and Levi would be damned if anyone else tried to take him.
It was what Eren wanted, too, and knowing that made it all the more difficult
not to lose control.
He sucked the boy’s earlobe into his mouth and gyrated his hips to keep his
cock rubbing against Eren’s as he squirmed around while Levi played with his
cunt.
“Friday night, I’m gonna be inside you,” he rasped against the boy’s ear, and
Eren moaned, tangling his sweaty hand into Levi’s smooth, dark hair. “I’m gonna
fuck you over and over, all weekend, I’m not gonna waste a second,” he
promised, tapping his finger against the omega’s damp hole and sighing at the
way it tightened up like a vice. “Let’s see how wet I can make you tomorrow. If
I eat you out, will you cream all over my tongue?”
“Levi,” Eren whimpered, bearing down against the alpha’s finger like he wanted
it ride it right there in the backseat of his car. Levi grinned, catching the
omega’s lips in another kiss and tonguing him so deeply he could taste his
natural sweetness, all sugary and so decidedly Eren.
His kisses seemed to make Eren even more wanton, mewling and writhing as his
omega cock leaked in his panties. His face was flushed in the most beautiful
way, though Levi was only able to catch short glimpses when they’d break from
their kiss to gasp for air.
“You said… you said I was gonna be your mate… in front of Jean,” Eren whispered
as he tried to catch his breath, tiny fingers digging into Levi’s back as he
tried to cling to the young alpha.
“I did,” Levi murmured, resting his forehead against Eren’s as their breath
mingled in heated pants. “It’s what I want. It wasn’t how I wanted to tell you…
but I…”
“I want it, too,” Eren confessed, hazy, lidded eyes fixed on Levi’s. “I still
wasn’t sure, I thought you did, but just now when you said I was your
boyfriend… and that you were gonna make me your mate… I know now, I know you
feel it, too.”
“I don’t ever want anything but to be with you,” Levi whispered, brushing his
nose against Eren’s and giving him a soft, lingering kiss. “You don’t ever need
to worry. I’ll take care of you. I just wanna make this forever.”
And as soon as Eren was ready, he would.
Chapter End Notes
     Thank you so much to @britefairy03 for beta reading this chapter for
     me on such short notice <3 ilu!
     And thank you to all of you for reading <3 :*
***** Chapter 14 *****
Chapter Notes
     Here's like 5,000 words of smut. Enjoy! ;)
See the end of the chapter for more notes
“Hey asshole, get a room.”
Levi growled the moment Mike kicked his leg, interrupting what had been a
private moment between himself and Eren.
It didn’t matter that Mike was his best friend or that he had a boyfriend of
his own. Levi was ready to rip his throat out for coming anywhere near them.
He pulled his hand from Eren’s panties and shoved himself out of his car,
spinning toward Mike and the omega that jumped behind him with fire in his
eyes.
“What do you want?” he hissed, seeming to grow several inches taller before his
friend’s eyes.
“Dude… a ride home,” Mike replied with a raised eyebrow, reaching behind
himself to put a steady hand on Armin’s shoulder. “What’s with you?”
“You invading our privacy,” Levi shot back, and Mike started to laugh.
“You’re in a parking lot. Maybe it’s not the best place to feel up your
boyfriend if you want to be left alone.”
“Fuck off,” Levi muttered, though a small part of him knew his friend was
right. Messing around with Eren in the back of his car, in public, was a
terrible idea. It wasn’t safe and the last thing they needed was for some nosy
asshole to see them and make a call to Cindy.
“Fine, but you’re still giving us a ride home,” Mike shrugged, pulling Armin
close to his side. “Being horny is no excuse for being a dick.”
Armin giggled at the comment, covering up his mouth with his hand, and Levi
shook his head.
“Whatever,” he grumbled, stepping away from the back door so Armin could climb
inside. The sooner he got them home, the sooner he could lock himself up with
Eren in his bedroom for the rest of the night.
It would be a lot more comfortable than the car.
Still, Levi was reluctant to let them into his car and allow them around Eren.
The omega had specifically said he couldn’t deal with any other alphas right
now, and while Levi wasn’t exactly sure what Eren meant by it, somehow he felt
the same way.
He didn’t want any other alphas around Eren, either.
Levi walked around the car, stopping Mike before he could get inside and
opening up Eren’s door.
The younger teen’s cheeks were flushed and his hair and clothes were a mess –
and Armin looked more than a little uncomfortable.
“Is it okay if I give them a ride?” Levi asked with concern, brushing a hand
through the soft mess of brown to try and fix it. “If you’re not comfortable
with it, I won’t…”
Eren shut his eyes, swallowing and then taking in a slow, deep breath. “It’s
fine,” he said softly after a beat, giving Levi a slight nod. “I’m good.”
Levi wasn’t convinced, but he wasn’t so sure that arguing with Eren would be
the least stressful approach for the other teen. Armin’s house was close, he
could drop Mike off there and then head straight home.
It was probably what was in everyone’s best interest.
“Okay.” Levi gave Eren’s thigh a squeeze, getting up and giving Mike a nod that
it was fine to get into the car.
Once they had pulled out of the parking lot, Levi glanced into the rearview
mirror to check on Eren. The brunet was silent, watching out the window and
seemingly unaware that his best friend was staring at him quizzically, like he
wanted to ask him something and couldn’t quite find the words.
When Levi glanced over to Mike to see if he’d noticed how strange his boyfriend
was acting, he saw an even more intense expression. Beads of sweat had formed
on the other alpha’s neck, and he was drumming his fingers on the door and
bouncing his right leg erratically.
“You alright?” Levi asked, giving his friend a side eye as he turned down
Armin’s street.
And Mike was suggesting he was the one that was acting strangely.
Mike rolled his eyes upward and shook his head with a snort. “Dude, just
drive.”
Levi sneered, pulling into Armin’s driveway and putting the car into park.
Mike nearly tackled Armin when the blond walked around the car, pulling him
close and kissing him in a way that rivaled the scene Levi and Eren had made
over at the football field. Levi gaped at them, then blew the horn, his face
crumpling into a scowl at Mike’s hypocrisy.
The taller alpha finally released Armin, but beckoned to Levi to get out of the
car as the blond ran toward his house to unlock the door.
“I’ll be right back,” Levi said with a huff, slamming his door and standing
before his friend and glaring at him. “What?”
“Don’t tell me you don’t smell him,” Mike said incredulously, running a hand
through his shaggy hair. He squinted his eyes and Levi took a charging step
toward him with his hands balled up into fists.
“What the fuck are you doing sniffing my boyfriend?” Levi snarled, and Mike
sighed and waved him off.
“I wasn’t sniffing him; he smells like sex.” Mike crossed his arms, staring his
friend down as Levi’s eyes narrowed. “Strongly.”
“You interrupted us, you know what we were doing,” Levi spat, glancing over his
shoulder when he heard the click of the back door and Eren stepped outside.
“Is everything okay?” Eren asked, bewildered and taking a few steps toward
Levi.
“It’s fine,” Levi said quickly, shooting Mike another disdainful look. He
didn’t want to creep Eren out and tell him that Mike had been trying to scent
him or something on their ride over. It was disgusting, rude and invasive.
“Come on,” he mumbled, putting an arm around Eren to turn him away from his
friend. “Let’s go home.”
“Hey, Eren,” Mike interrupted, and Levi scowled and craned his neck to stare at
his friend in disbelief. Was he really, seriously, going to tell Eren he
smelled fuckable?
Levi might have to kill him.
“Yeah?” Eren asked, stopping and turning back, much to Levi’s chagrin.
“You feeling okay?” the other alpha asked with a cock of his head. His brows
were furrowed in concern and Levi wanted to smack the worry right off his nosy
face.
The corner of Eren’s mouth ticked up in a small smile and he nodded. “Yeah, I
feel great.”
“Yeah, uh…” Mike stammered, losing his trademark coolness as his eyes darted
back and forth between his angry friend and the mildly amused omega cradled
beneath his arm. “You seem a little like, I don’t know…”
“I’m good, really,” Eren chuckled lightly and the soft sound sent a shiver up
Levi’s spine. “I just wanna go home and chill with my boyfriend.” He turned his
head then, smiling brightly at Levi, his eyes sparkling in the setting sun.
“Did Levi tell you? We’re official.”
“Yeah, sort of,” Mike said with an uneasy smile, glancing over at Armin who was
waiting for him on his front porch. “Congratulations, you two. I totally called
it.”
“Thanks!” Eren beamed, looping his arm around Levi’s waist. “Well, see ya!”
Levi guided Eren toward the passenger side of the car, glancing back at Mike
and catching the taller alpha pantomime for him to text him later.
Levi snorted and shook his head. He planned to be busy for the remainder of the
evening.
And he made good on those plans, both he and Eren rushing past Kenny and Cindy
as soon as they got home, Eren lying about needing to shower and then hit the
books for a surprise test he was having in the morning and Levi muttering about
a paper he needed to write. It was bullshit and Levi knew that Kenny was well
aware of it, but Levi didn’t care much. His uncle had told him to lie, to keep
his relationship with Eren a secret from Cindy, so he should expect a lot more
bullshit excuses in the future.
They entered their respective rooms and locked their doors immediately. Before
Levi had even shucked off his hoodie, Eren had raced into his room, his chest
heaving as he panted and stared at the alpha that stood frozen for just a
moment, watching him.
As soon as Eren entered the room, it was like a switch inside Levi had been
flipped. He charged toward the smaller teen and scooped his body up into his
arms, burying his face into his neck and carrying him to his bed as he nipped
and nosed behind Eren’s ear. Eren squirmed, grabbing fistfuls of Levi’s T-
shirt, his nails scraping the young alpha’s back through the cotton of his
shirt.
He dropped their bodies onto the bed, not letting go of Eren for even a moment,
climbing on top of him and continuing to play-bite at his neck. Levi’s chest
vibrated with a low growl, and Eren whimpered, hooking his legs around the
alpha’s waist and scraping his fingers over the buzzed back of Levi’s head
until they could twist into his silky black hair.
“You… you really want to be my mate…?” Eren asked, his eyes rolling back and
head falling to the side as Levi’s lips and tongue teased his heated skin. “Y-
you’re not just messin’ around, are you?”
Levi bit down into the fleshy spot where Eren’s neck met with his shoulder in
response, a place that would be hidden by the other teen’s uniform should it
bruise – not that Levi was even thinking about such things.
“I’d never just mess around with you.” Levi’s voice had dropped a few octaves
and he barely recognized it, it was gritty and untamed, like a beast within him
had been woken and was speaking his deepest desires for him. “I can’t even
stand the thought of anyone else ever having you,” he admitted, grinding his
hardness into Eren’s as he had in the car. “I have to make you mine,
permanently. I need you to need me as much as I need you. I want you to feel
what I’m feeling…”
“What makes you think I don’t?” Eren asked, gasping when he felt Levi’s fingers
inch up his thigh and around his behind to grab and knead the soft globes of
his ass.
“Because the way I think about you, what I want to do to you…” Levi slipped his
fingers under the hem of Eren’s panties and between his hot, slick cheeks,
parting them carefully until the tip of his index finger brushed over the young
omega’s leaking hole. “It’s filthy.”
“Tell me,” Eren pleaded, rolling his hips up and coaxing Levi to press against
his entrance, his tight hole catching the tip of Levi’s finger and clinging to
it with each little thrust.
“I want to knot you, Eren,” Levi admitted, pushing his finger into Eren’s hot
cunt as soon as the words left his lips. “I want to cum in you for an hour,
fill up your belly and bruise your neck. And after I’ve drained my balls inside
you, I want to plug you up to keep as much of me inside you as I can. I want to
fill you up with so much of my cum that you reek of me. And whatever slips out
of you and into your panties, I want to smear all over that little cock of
yours, because it’s mine. That ass and that omega-boy clit are both all mine,
Eren. And if you think I’ll let you go easily…”
“I don’t want you to,” Eren moaned, his eyes falling shut as Levi screwed his
finger into his tightness. “I want you to hold onto me and never want to let me
go. I want to make this last, I want you to stay.”
“Then you’ll let me have you? Be my mate?” Levi lowered himself until his
forehead touched with Eren’s, pressing his finger ever deeper inside the
writhing omega beneath him.
“God, yes,” Eren gasped, squirming on Levi’s finger like he couldn’t get enough
of it. “When you said it today, in front of Jean… it was like my heart… I mean,
I was pretty sure you wanted to be with me that way, but when you actually said
it, it was the best feeling…”
“I wanted to say it, but I didn’t know how you’d react, if it would scare you
away…” Levi lifted himself, kissing Eren’s forehead and then each pink cheek.
He’d been so afraid to touch, of what would happen if he fell for the boy in
the bedroom next door, but now it all felt so long ago. He’d never felt more
confident in his life. Mike had been so completely wrong about Eren not being
on the same page, and it made Levi adore the beautiful omega even more.
“Levi, no, it wouldn’t scare me, it doesn’t...” He paused, biting down on his
pink lip, barely able to concentrate with Levi’s finger inside him, sliding
against his slick walls. “All week, I’ve been second guessing myself. Monday
night… I thought… I thought maybe you were thinking about me that way, the way
you touched me when you thought I was sleeping… and when I felt your teeth on
my neck, it just seemed like you wouldn’t do that if you weren’t…”
“You were awake?” Levi paused with his probing, one thin black eyebrow quirking
upward at the realization that Eren had been aware of everything he’d done, how
he’d blanketed his soft stomach with his hand and nosed around behind his ear,
how he’d mouthed hungrily at his neck like it belonged to him.
“A little bit,” Eren admitted softly, his cheeks flushing even more deeply as
Levi watched him while in such a vulnerable position. “When you put your hand
on my belly, I think I forgot how to breathe.”
Levi stared down into Eren’s eyes, his lips parting as the younger teen gazed
up at him with such sincerity. “I’m sorry, I felt bad about touching you when
you were asleep, I don’t know what came over me, I shouldn’t have…”
“I wasn’t angry, I was thrilled. That you’d do those things…” Eren reached up,
catching Levi’s cheeks in his hands and pulling the young alpha down into a
soft, wet kiss.
“I wasn’t trying to take advantage,” Levi whispered, his lips brushing against
his little love’s as he spoke. “It’s really not like me, but ever since the
first night when we met, I’ve wanted to scent you and bite you and touch you
that way.”
“Because you wanted me to be your mate.” Eren replied just as softly, his
fingertips running up Levi’s cheek and into his hair to brush it away from his
face.
Levi nodded, slowly beginning to work his finger inside Eren’s ass again in
long, careful stokes. He was wet, but extremely tight, and Levi wasn’t sure
he’d be able to fit another finger inside him the next day without hurting him,
let alone his cock.
“All I can think about anymore is how much I need to knot you,” Levi murmured,
and Eren smiled back at him lazily. “Like, I would be the luckiest asshole ever
if I just got to fuck you, but I want so much more than that with you.”
“You want to claim me and breed me,” Eren whispered, his eyes losing focus as
Levi’s finger curled inside him.
Levi dropped his face to Eren’s neck, burying it in the omega’s scent and
mouthing wildly at the responsive brunet’s sensitive flesh. Eren mewed, his
little hole clenching around Levi’s index finger and squeezing it in a way that
the young alpha was sure would feel fucking amazing on his cock.
Eren was so right. It was exactly what he wanted, and he was encouraged and
pleased that his boyfriend understood. Knotting him would relax the tension
that had been building up inside Levi since the night they’d met. It would be
something that neither of them would come back from. And though everyone else
seemed to present that as a warning, to Levi, it was a comfort.
“You’ll let me?” Levi rasped, his mouth wet on Eren’s ear.
Eren nodded again, twisting his hip to screw Levi’s finger deeper inside him
and coax him into a quicker pace. “Y-you said… when we were texting… you want
this so much…”
“I do,” Levi swore, kissing the omega’s lips that were salty with sweat.
“Even… even when it gets hard and maybe scary?” the younger teen asked so
candidly, brows furrowing and his eyes glassy with emotion. He was so
beautiful, so vulnerable and prepared to trust Levi, to give him everything.
It made the young alpha’s heart soar.
“I’m not scared at all,” Levi whispered, smiling slowly as his precious, future
mate grinned back at him with relief and adoration, a tear dripping from the
brunet’s sparkling teal eye and into his tiny ear. “I know this is what I want
and I’m so ready for it. I’m going to take such good care of you.”
Levi meant every word. He was going to be the best mate possible for Eren. He
was going to dote on him and support him, make him feel special every day and
remind him that he was the most important person in Levi’s world. He already
planned to start working as soon as he could, so he could save up for them to
move into their very own apartment after Eren graduated, put all of his ‘free
time’ when Eren was busy at his activities toward building a future for them in
a way he knew he could. He would be Eren’s biggest cheerleader, give him a life
that was secure and stable, help him follow his dreams.
Having Eren as his mate would mean Levi had already achieved what he wanted
most.
“C’mere,” Levi murmured, rolling over with Eren in his arms and resting his
back against the pillows lined up at his bed’s headboard. The omega was light
in his lap, all doe-eyed and soft, quietly staring at Levi in a way that no one
had ever looked at the young alpha before.
It was so gentle and loving, it made Levi take pause to really appreciate it.
This was truly something special.
“You know how serious I am about you, don’t you?” Levi asked, brushing his hand
into Eren’s sweat damp hair. The omega sighed and nodded, leaning into Levi’s
soothing touch, his lips curling into the sweetest smile.
“It really doesn’t freak you out that I want this? That I’m excited?” Eren
whispered, a small hand dropping down to the bulge at the front of Levi’s
jeans. “I haven’t told anyone else, not even Armin. I know he’d tell me I’m
crazy, but I don’t feel crazy… I just… I don’t know how to explain it, I just
know I want to do this with you so much it makes me ache inside every time I
think about it, and it’s basically all the time.”
Levi let out a shaky breath, the omega’s fingertips dancing so lightly over his
groin causing his body to tense up with another surge of aggression. He
immediately wanted to flip Eren onto his belly and work his tight cunt open
with his tongue and fingers until he could finally get his swollen cock inside
him and paint his insides with his cum. The young alpha’s eyes crossed,
blurring the beautiful boy and making him dizzy.
“You’re not crazy,” Levi crooned, drawing Eren closer with his fingertips
beneath his chin until he could catch his lips again. “I feel the same way and
thought I was losing my shit, but then I realized there was nothing crazy about
wanting everything I do with you. It’s natural and normal and the only crazy
thing is how much people try to force us not to act on what we know is right. I
never thought about knotting at all until I met you,” he admitted, catching the
flattered grin it garnered from the boy stroking his straining cock through his
jeans. “But, now it’s all I think about. How much I need to. And it hurts that
I haven’t. I was fucking terrified today that Kenny was going to take you to
his bed or some motel and steal you from me. Especially because I hadn’t really
made you mine yet. I need to make you mine.”
“No one could take me away from you,” Eren whispered, licking over his lips as
Levi unfastened his jeans and fished out his cock. “I can’t even stand being
around other alphas anymore. I’m already yours, Levi, I bonded to you. You’re
my alpha.”
“I’ll feel better once it’s official,” Levi admitted, giving his slick erection
a few light strokes. His cock seemed larger and heavier than he remembered it,
and he wondered if all of Eren’s lovely words and the way he was allowing Levi
to explore his body had gone to his head in such a way that he felt bigger than
he was. “I want everyone that looks at you to know you’re taken and mine.”
Eren reached out, running his fingers up the length of Levi’s cock, his eyes
fixed on it with rapt interest. He curiously nudged his palm against it,
watching it jump and leak, then wrapped his small hand around it like he was
testing his heft and girth.
“You ever seen an alpha’s cock before?” Levi purred, and Eren shook his head,
biting down on his swollen lower lip and running his thumb over the wet, spongy
head. He loved hearing that Eren hadn’t experienced anything with anyone else.
It made what they were sharing, what Eren was giving to him, all the more
special.
Levi couldn’t believe his fucking luck.
“I’ve never been with an omega this way, either,” Levi confessed, reaching out
to paw gently at the little lump beneath Eren’s cheerleading skirt. “Can I see
you, too?”
Eren nodded, lifting up his skirt with his hand that wasn’t working its way up
and down Levi’s shaft in such a light, teasing way, revealing lavender lace
panties that were dark with wetness in the front – and Levi was sure in the
back as well. His bulge was smaller than Levi’s, but the alpha could see the
outline of his cock straining against the lace and the tip of it poking just
out of the seam of the waist, shiny with precum.
Levi nearly blew his load right then, Eren’s evident arousal such a turn on for
him that he could feel his own gut twist up to prepare for what was guaranteed
to be a copious release.
“Can I touch?” Levi asked, and Eren nodded his head rapidly, rolling his hips
forward to present himself to the young alpha. Levi grinned lazily, brushing
his thumb over the slippery head and making the omega hiss and squirm like he
needed so much more. Levi drew his thumb up to his mouth and sucked Eren’s
wetness off it, the younger teen’s eyes widening as he watched.
“You’re delicious,” Levi drawled, bringing his wet thumb back to Eren’s cute
omega cock and swirling it around the head in light circles. “Tomorrow night,
I’m going to eat your pretty little cunt until it opens up good for my cock. I
can’t wait to taste you down there. If it’s as sweet as your cock, I might have
to bury my head between your legs every night for dessert.”
“Levi,” Eren gasped, his ministrations slowing as he lost himself with Levi’s
words and touches. He couldn’t hold his focus on the hand job he was giving the
young alpha, too far gone with his own pleasure and inside his head.
Levi pulled the front of Eren’s panties down, his erection springing out and
dripping precum into Levi’s lap. “You’re so cute,” Levi hummed, grinning
hungrily at his boyfriend’s perky cock. He had half a mind to swallow him up
right then and there, but Levi was certain that if he did, he’d end up shooting
all over the bed as soon as he tasted him and ran his tongue over his swollen
boy-clit, and that seemed like such a waste.
Eren blushed furiously at Levi’s praise, hunching his shoulders shyly at being
so exposed to his alpha’s curious, critical eye. He had all but stopped moving
his hand on Levi’s cock and the alpha needed friction terribly. He was so
close, just from the little touches and seeing his pretty future mate’s perfect
body and private places, that he craved his own impending release enough to
take over and bring pleasure to them both as rapidly as he could.
He covered up Eren’s hardness and patted it through the other teen’s lace
panties, then put his hands on the omega’s petite hips and drew him up further
into his lap. He grasped his own rock hard cock and gave it a few firm pumps,
then guided it carefully through the stretchy leg opening of Eren’s panties so
it would slide up the front beside the other teen’s slick cock.
“Oh… oh god…” Eren gasped, his shaking hand dropping his skirt as his body
reeled with the overwhelming pleasure their cocks finally touching gave him.
Levi helped him wrap his arms around his neck, and the omega grabbed tightly at
his T-shirt like he was holding on for dear life, his back curled over and his
cheek against Levi’s neck. The young alpha’s musky scent was staggering for the
inexperienced omega, and he whimpered desperately, his back curling and cunt
dripping so heavily into his panties that it began to wet Levi’s jeans.
“Shh,” Levi whispered, running his fingertips up the omega’s spine to give him
a moment to adjust to the new sensation. “I’ve got you and I’m going to take
care of you. Just enjoy it, baby. You feel so good; your body is perfect. I’m
so crazy about you, Eren. You’re so fucking beautiful and sexy. I’m never, ever
gonna let you go.”
Eren mewed, tensing and breathing roughly in Levi’s arms, hiding his face where
Levi’s scent was the strongest.
It was when Levi felt the omega’s lips begin to press against his neck in soft
little kisses that he finally started to move them. He slid one hand under the
brunet’s round bottom and gripped his waist with the other, slowly rocking
their bodies together. The omega’s panties held their cocks together, allowing
them to slide against each other without breaking apart in such a pleasurable
way that both of them produced such a continuous amount of lubricant that
Levi’s movements were smooth and purposeful.
Some alpha’s completely ignored male omega’s cocks, thinking of them as useless
and inferior, unworthy of their attention since it wasn’t some hole they could
fuck into. But, they were highly sensitive just like an alpha’s cock, and just
because they could also be brought pleasure with their omega-cunts, Levi didn’t
think it was something that should ever be overlooked. Levi wanted to play with
every part of Eren that would make him feel good, from his ears, to his
nipples, to his tight, needy ass. He loved knowing he could make the other teen
so wrecked in so many ways.
He’d never felt more alive.
After he set a faster pace, he slid his hand holding the omega’s behind beneath
the hem of his panties, inching his fingers between his lewdly spread cheeks
and worming his index finger back inside his snug fuckhole. Eren was so wet
back there that Levi was floored, surprised he was capable of making the other
teen so aroused that he’d leak even around the alpha’s probing finger. Levi
growled softly, pressing it inside until it bottomed out, then placing a kiss
behind the quiet omega’s ear.
“I want to feel the way you’re gonna milk my cock tomorrow night,” Levi
murmured, lifting Eren’s hips so that his cock slipped against Levi’s while he
rode the alpha’s finger. “Your cunt is already so tight. I bet you’re gonna
clamp down on my dick like your ass won’t give it back, won’t you?”
Eren nodded, whimpering and barely able to do much else, so floored by the way
Levi was able to work so many of his most sensitive places all at once.
“I want to cum inside you so bad; I want you to feel it filling you up and
watch you shiver and squirm because you’re already so full of my cock that it’s
got nowhere to go. And your soft belly has to swell a little because I’ve
loaded you up with so much cum…”
“Levi!” Eren cried, his cunt clenching around the alpha’s finger as he came in
his panties and all over the older teen’s cock.
Levi’s vision went black and he bit down on the omega’s neck, not hard enough
to break his skin, but surely with enough power to leave a temporary mark, his
teeth buried in Eren’s delicate flesh as he released his load along with his
boyfriend, the omega so utterly ravished that he murmured and mewed
incoherently as they bucked and came all over each other, their bodies tense
and shaking with the aftershocks of orgasm.
It took several minutes before Levi could collect himself enough to move,
slowly turning them both to their sides and pulling Eren down onto the bed
beside him. His cock was still inside Eren’s soiled panties, but he didn’t mind
at all – even if he’d have been disgusted should he have heard of such an
encounter by someone else. It was warm and sticky and the way their scents
mingled together was deeply calming for the young alpha.
It was exactly what he wanted; everyone else that ever ventured near Eren to
smell him.
“That was amazing,” Levi murmured, brushing Eren’s sweaty bangs back from his
forehead as the omega snuggled closer to him. “You’re amazing.”
“You really meant all the things you said? That you’re not scared and you
wanna… you wanna really do this?” Eren looked so hopeful. Sated but desperately
needing affirmation that Levi didn’t mind giving to him. He’d been abandoned
once; it was only natural that he’d need extra assurance that they were on the
same page.
“When you have your heat, we’re going to create something beautiful,” Levi
whispered, kissing his future mate’s pliant lips. “And I can’t wait.”
Chapter End Notes
     I promise this fic has plot.
     Thank you to @britefairy03 for beta reading this and helping me get
     it posted so quickly after I completed! <3
***** Chapter 15 *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Levi couldn’t remember when he had fallen asleep.
Eren had stayed in his arms, sharing slow, sweet kisses with him until they had
dozed off in the warmth of each other’s embrace. His body had been so soft and
relaxed, like there wasn’t another place in the entirety of the world he felt
more at ease or safe.
And Levi woke him the same way he’d put him to sleep, kissing him gently on his
drool slick lips, brushing his bangs from his forehead and nuzzling it
tenderly, grazing the backs of his fingers over his flushed cheeks.
That evening, they would be able to enjoy each other without any concerns about
being interrupted or who might hear them and disapprove. Armin and Mike would
be busy with each other and Levi could focus every bit of his attention on
Eren. He could draw out throaty moans and sharp cries from the sensitive omega.
His omega.
They weren’t mates yet, but Levi couldn’t see Eren as just a boyfriend; it
wasn’t nearly enough to describe what he knew deep down that they were.
‘Boyfriend’ sounded so temporary, like there was uncertainty behind the
relationship and it might not last. But, Levi was sure that he was going to
stay by Eren’s side and build a life with him.
All he needed was a heat.
And while he knew that, ultimately, when that occurred it would be Eren’s
decision, he couldn’t help but think that it would have been for the best if
the omega’s first experience having sex was during one.
It was the way it was meant to be, truly. Eren’s body would prepare itself and
the risk of Levi unintentionally hurting him would drop drastically. It would
be much more enjoyable for him and less scary.
Eren did seem a bit nervous, along with his excitement.
Levi couldn’t necessarily blame him. No matter how slow he went or tried to
prepare him, it would probably still hurt. The last thing Levi wanted to do was
bring Eren any pain, but it seemed inevitable. Working just one finger inside
Eren, even with him being wet with want, had been a challenge. He was a virgin
and extremely tight and Levi – in his own inexperience – had no idea how he’d
ever be able to stretch Eren enough to be able to fit inside him.
But, waiting for Eren to have a heat could mean years. Eren had agreed to be
his mate, had promised he wanted the same thing and to share his future with
Levi, but he hadn’t said he was ready to mate immediately.
He’d just need to be as careful as possible before they had sex. Levi knew that
other couples did it without the assistance of a heat, and he was sure that he
could manage it as well while still making it a good experience for Eren.
And maybe, if he treated it enough like Eren was in heat, Eren would want to
have one much sooner.
He could bite and mark the omega’s neck, stroke his smooth belly and stay
inside him long after he was spent. Even if he couldn’t knot him, he could show
him how nice it was to be held long afterward and told in whispers how much he
was cared for. He could press his fingers inside Eren when his erection waned
and show him how amazing it felt to be full.
When Eren slowly blinked his eyes open, he was quiet, simply allowing Levi to
touch his face and his hair. He was so beautiful, and Levi felt a surge of
emotions he wasn’t sure what to do with. It was so intense it might have
knocked him over if he’d been standing; overwhelming, like he was going to cry
even though he was inexplicably happy.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Eren murmured, giving Levi a wry, lazy
smile as he rubbed a fist at his eyes. “Do I have eye boogers or something?”
“No,” Levi assured him with a slight shake of his head. “You look beautiful.
You’re beautiful.”
“Oh.” Eren’s grin broadened and he clasped his hands onto Levi’s cheeks,
pulling him in for a kiss. “My breath, then?”
“Nah,” Levi mumbled against Eren’s lips, kissing him back slowly.
He could really get used to waking up like this.
“I was just thinking about how lucky I am. I guess I still can’t believe you
want all this with me,” Levi admitted, tipping his head and resting his
forehead against Eren’s and locking his eyes with his sleepy boyfriend.
“I was kind of thinking it might freak you out that I do,” Eren whispered,
stroking the tips of his fingers over Levi’s cheek. “But, that it doesn’t… it
just tells me how right I was that you’re really the one and this was meant to
be.”
“The only thing that freaks me out is the thought of losing you,” Levi said
sincerely, catching the way Eren’s eyes sparkled with silent joy at his
admission. “It’s why I want to do everything I can to make sure that never
happens.”
“It won’t,” Eren swore, so serious in spite of his barely concealed delight. “I
wanted this so badly. I thought… I just knew that once we met, that we would
get each other and could have something really amazing.”
Levi’s lips parted and he froze, his eyebrows furrowing with thought.
“You liked me before I moved in here?” he asked, blinking with confusion.
“Does that make me sound crazy?” Eren asked, beginning to worry his lip like
he’d suddenly gone too far and revealed too much.
“No,” Levi said firmly, grabbing Eren’s hand and giving it a reassuring
squeeze. “No, I just… I had no idea. How?”
Eren sighed, shutting his eyes and shrugging his shoulders, like he regretted
saying something that would make him look foolish to Levi. “When my aunt Cindy
started dating Kenny… he said he had a nephew, and I was curious. So I looked
you up in your school directory, and you were really hot, you know? So, I
started asking Kenny stuff about you, and everything he said… you just sounded
really great. I don’t know. Like you were so strong and independent, like you
didn’t care what anyone thought and did things your own way… but you’d been
through so much of the same things I had, too. When I found out about your mom,
and the stuff with your father, I just was like, wow, we have so much in
common. I related to you, I guess. Even though we hadn’t met. I thought, maybe,
like… you’d understand me? And how I feel? What I need? I thought maybe the
things I want, the things that would make me feel happy and good… that you’d
want the same stuff. I thought if you liked me back, we could… kind of give
each other everything we didn’t have. Now you probably think I’m a creepy
stalker, and I swear it wasn’t like that. I just… I was curious and when I saw
you, you were super hot… and then… then I just… the more I learned about you,
the more I wanted to know you for real. You’re even more amazing than I thought
you were. You’re so gentle and caring and you make me feel like I’m the most
important person in the world, and it’s been so long since I’ve felt like
anyone has cared about me even half as much…”
“Eren,” Levi interrupted was a soft smile, “it’s okay. Seriously. I don’t think
you’re creepy. I’m kind of shocked, but it’s not in a bad way, I promise.”
Levi had never experienced anyone having a crush on him before. Maybe people
had, but he hadn’t noticed it. To think that Eren had been looking forward to
meeting him for months was difficult for Levi to even wrap his brain around.
He’d barely asked Kenny a thing about Cindy’s nephew. He’d just assumed from
the little Kenny had mentioned that Eren was going to be obnoxious.
It was strange, the way nearly every moment Levi had spent with Eren suddenly
flashed before his eyes. The way Eren had been so excited to see him he’d
jumped down the stairs and rushed to greet him with more enthusiasm than Levi
knew what to do with. How he’d held Levi’s hand when he gave him a tour of the
upstairs and had hugged him at the end like they were already close friends. He
recalled the way Eren had come into his bedroom that first night, looking so
pure and beautiful, and how he had hugged Levi and lingered, allowing him to
hold him, touch him, scent him.
From the moment they’d met, Eren had been testing him, waiting to see if Levi
would respond and if he liked him back.
And all the while, Levi had been trying his damnedest to fight it, like an
idiot.
“Listen,” Levi said, lifting Eren’s chin with his fingers when the other teen
averted his gaze. “I didn’t look you up or ask about you because I’ve just
never cared about hooking up or chasing omegas. It had nothing to do with you,
it was me, I just… I figured whoever you were, you would just be like every
other omega that annoyed the shit out of me. And you’re not. That first night
we met, I realized there was so much more to you than I gave you credit for.
That I was the one that was being shallow and hadn’t thought about what an
incredible person you could be, that you are.”
Levi ran his fingers into Eren’s hair, carding them through the bunny soft
brunet strands. “Everything about you has blown me away. You work your ass off
to be awesome at the things you love to do, and you do it all with so much
passion that when I watch you, I can’t even take my eyes off you. And it’s not
because you’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen. You’re so much more
than how pretty you are. Your heart… it’s my favorite thing about you, and I
saw it that first night… and ever since then…” Levi leaned in and kissed Eren’s
soft, welcoming lips. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you, either.
Or from wanting to have everything with you. So, if you’re crazy, we both are.
And I don’t even fucking care. Because I’ve got you and nothing in my life has
ever felt so good or so right.”
“Levi,” Eren gasped, slinging a leg over the young alpha’s waist and pulling
him closer. “I was afraid maybe… I kept thinking you couldn’t possibly feel the
way I do… that maybe I was wrong and you wouldn’t want me the way I want you,
or want what I want… but you…”
“But, I do,” Levi murmured, shifting his hips so his sticky, swelling groin
brushed against Eren’s. “And I’m going to give you everything you want, because
that’s what I want, too.”
Eren smiled broadly, his eyes glassy with un-spilled, tears. “I’m so excited
about tonight, Levi,” he babbled between a torrent of kisses that he messily
spattered over Levi’s lips. Glittery fingernails scratched against the buzzed
back of the young alpha’s head as Eren drew him in closer to his enthusiastic,
hungry little mouth. “Everything about this is going to be amazing.”
“We’ll go slow,” Levi promised, partially making the statement for his own
sake. He couldn’t allow himself to get lost in the moment and rush things. “And
if at any point you want to stop or you change your mind, we will. I won’t be
mad at you. I want you so much, but I’ll wait as long as you need me to, for
everything.”
“I’m not going to change my mind,” Eren insisted, wriggling his body ever
closer to Levi’s so that alpha’s slickening hardness would glide against the
firm bulge in the front of his cum soiled panties. “The way you talked about
me, about us, yesterday… it did things to me,” the omega murmured in a soft,
sultry voice that made every hair on Levi’s body stand on end. “Tonight, you’re
gonna show me and everyone else that you meant every word of it and nothing is
ever gonna break us apart.”
Levi smirked, slipping a hand down the back of Eren’s panties and over the
round curve of his ass. If tonight went the way he planned, the whole
neighborhood would know Eren was his.
“Oh, I’m going to show you how much I meant it,” Levi promised, kneading Eren’s
behind and gently nudging his fingers between his cheeks. “I’m gonna show you
over and over, all weekend and every chance I have after. And you’re damn right
nothing will break us apart, I’m gonna have my dick or my fingers in this hot
little ass all weekend. I’m gonna make it so you feel empty without me inside
you, so you’ll crawl into this bed with me every night and beg me to make you
feel full again.”
Eren moaned, like just the thought of being so cock hungry was enough to make
him a writhing, needy mess, and he pushed back shamelessly toward Levi’s
fingers. The alpha brushed the tip of his index finger over Eren’s leaking,
slightly swollen rosebud, and he paused, carefully brushing circles around the
younger teen’s sensitive entrance to examine it, which seemed to drive the
omega wild.
Levi wasn’t sure if he’d been too aggressive the night before. Eren’s hole felt
different; softer and slightly open, leaking steadily into the panties and onto
Levi’s fingers.
“Does it hurt?” Levi rasped against Eren’s ear, and the omega shook his head
vehemently, slapping his hands against the alpha’s back and scraping his
fingernails against him. “Should I put it inside?”
“If you’re trying to drive me crazy, it’s working,” Eren whimpered, digging his
fingers down into Levi’s back.
“Tsk,” Levi smirked, nuzzling behind Eren’s ear and inhaling the sweet, heady
scent that made him see stars. “I just wanted to see if you were up for fucking
yourself on my finger. Don’t get testy, I was being polite.”
“Shut up,” Eren groaned, lifting his hips and chasing the alpha’s finger. “Just
do it. Put it inside me. I need it.”
Levi lifted his eyebrows, breaking out into a full smile at Eren’s demand. It
was hot as fuck and Levi was happy to oblige.
“For such a pretty thing, you’ve got a filthy mouth,” Levi mused, pressing the
tip of his finger against Eren’s dripping omega-cunt and surprising himself at
how much more easily the digit slid inside. “Wow, Eren. You’re not lying. Your
ass just swallowed up my finger and you’re so fucking wet, baby.”
“You say that like it’s a bad thing,” Eren huffed, lifting his hips with little
thrusts to work Levi’s steady finger in a sloppy, uncoordinated way. He was so
impatient, so desperate to feel even a tease of being fucked, and Levi was as
fascinated as he was aroused.
“A bad thing?” Levi chuckled lowly, curling his finger and making Eren hiss. “I
fucking love it. Do you have any idea how good it makes me feel, you being all
slutty for me?”
“Don’t get a big head,” Eren teased, giving Levi a playful wink and drawing a
hand up to his alpha’s cheek.
“It’s not my head you’re making big,” Levi teased back, and mid-eyeroll Eren
broke into a moan that was so loud, Levi had to react quickly to cover up with
a kiss.
“Shh,” Levi warned gently, kissing the omega’s nose. “If they hear you, our
plans for the weekend won’t be happening.”
“But, it feels so good,” Eren whined in a whisper, gazing at Levi with half
lidded eyes.
“You should have thought about that before you begged me to play with your
ass,” Levi chided, brushing his fingers over the spot inside Eren that made his
eyes widen and his toes curl. He quickly kissed him again, chuckling against
the younger teen’s mouth as he panted and gasped. “You’re so cute when you’re
horny.”
The knock on Eren’s bedroom door was alarming enough to make them both freeze,
though while Eren seemed mostly frustrated by the interruption, Levi was
furious.
“Eren? I don’t hear the shower. Get out of bed and hurry up, you’re going to be
late!”
Levi realized right then that there was no way Eren could even respond to her,
being that he was in Levi’s bed in the wrong room. So with a sudden surge of
protective energy, he detangled himself from Eren’s embrace and climbed out of
bed. Before the bewildered and disappointed brunet could ask what was
happening, Levi scooped him up into his arms and carried him into the shared
bathroom, turning the water on in the shower once inside.
“But, I don’t wanna stop,” Eren groaned, slumping against Levi and dropping his
forehead against the alpha’s neck.
“Who says we have to stop?” Levi asked, wrapping his arms more tightly around
his future mate and kissing the side of his head. “I’m going in with you.”
“Oh,” Eren said softly, curling his fingers into Levi’s shirt and melting into
his chest. He nuzzled his cheek gently against Levi, languidly, like it just
felt good to rub his scent onto the alpha that was already covered with it.
Levi looked down at the omega he held cradled in his arms, and he knew right
then that there wasn’t a thing in the world he wouldn’t do for Eren. The trust
the younger teen had for him wasn’t something that Levi took lightly. Eren
believed in him. He took Levi at his word, that he would stay by his side and
that he wanted to be his mate.
Eren had faith in him, and Levi was determined not to let him down.
Levi sat him down on the bathroom counter between the double sinks, and he
pulled off his own T-shirt and then Eren’s rumpled sweater.
His body was just as perfect as Levi had imagined it, flawless, soft skin and
pale pink nipples. He had just the slightest definition to his stomach from all
of his cheer leading and dancing, but not so much that he looked hardened in
his middle. He was healthy, athletic and physically so ideal for a mate that
Levi clenched his jaw as the overwhelming urge to knot Eren surged through him
once again.
“You look good,” Levi whispered, stepping forward and brushing a thumb over one
of Eren’s hard, little nubs. His jeans were tented obscenely, but Levi couldn’t
bring himself to be embarrassed by it, his confidence with Eren growing by the
minute.
“So do you,” Eren breathed, running his fingertips down Levi’s rock hard
stomach appreciatively. He stopped at the button of Levi’s jeans and unfastened
it, tugging them down Levi’s hips along with his boxer briefs until they pooled
on the floor around his ankles. Levi’s cock sprang out and it was desperately
hard, pre-cum weeping from the tip and falling in glistening drops down the
length of his shaft.
Eren was staring, his cheeks pink and warm and his wet lips parted as he took
in short, shallow breaths.
Levi took the opportunity to unzip Eren’s skirt and pull it down along with his
soiled panties, and once he had his gorgeous future mate stripped, the brunet
twitched, then tilted his neck.
He was so exposed, so vulnerable, and he had made himself even more so,
presenting his neck to Levi and allowing him to scent it, mark him, indulge in
him.
Levi closed the slight space between their bodies, relishing in the feel of
Eren’s warm, naked chest against his own, and he went right to the omega’s
inviting neck, inhaling and kissing the tantalizing skin wetly, an explosive
thrill of energy and power making his muscles tighten and his teeth click. “Do
you want this?” Levi rasped, scraping his teeth over Eren’s scrumptious skin.
“Want me to bite you, baby?”
“I do,” Eren whispered with quiet emotion, twisting his fingers up into Levi’s
hair.
He seemed so much smaller now that he was naked and on the counter, curling up
against Levi like the precocious little angel he was, ready for everything but
still so innocent.
Even without a heat, Levi wanted to bite Eren, even though it wouldn’t be taken
seriously by anyone but them and ultimately wouldn’t be anything more than
roleplaying.
But, Levi didn’t want to pretend.
“Come ‘ere,” Levi gritted out, holding back his frustration and keeping his
desperate, nearly obsessive need to knot the omega to himself. He lifted Eren
into his arms and the smaller teen wrapped his arms around his neck and his
legs around Levi’s waist, and Levi nearly lost the very last semblance he had
of control when his cock slid between Eren’s parted cheeks and over his
puckered wet hole.
“Fuck,” Levi grumbled, carrying the petite omega into the steaming shower and
pressing Eren’s back against the tile wall. “You’re so fucking sexy, how am I
supposed to not wanna spend the weekend breeding your tight little ass?”
Eren moaned, licking over Levi’s salty shoulder and up his throat, tickling
against his skin with his nose. Levi hissed, itching terribly to spear himself
into Eren’s omega-cunt that brushed teasingly over his cockhead like a promise
of what was to come if he could keep his cool until the house was their own.
Just as Levi was about to pull his cock up and stroke it against Eren’s, the
omega slid his legs down Levi’s sides and put his feet onto the floor. Levi
released him and Eren dropped to his knees, and just as suddenly, took the head
of Levi’s cock into his pretty mouth.
He had to bite his own fist to stop himself from verbalizing just how fucking
good Eren’s tongue felt flicking over his slit like he was thirsty enough to
drain Levi’s balls before he even had a chance to bury himself in Eren’s ass.
“Holy fuck, baby, don’t stop,” Levi pleaded, his knees weak with pleasure as
Eren stretched his lips around his shaft and slowly took more of it into his
mouth. His hair was wet and flat against his head, and Levi brushed it back
from his forehead gently, lovingly, even.
Levi took pause at the thought.
Was it just because he had his dick in Eren’s mouth?
It wasn’t, it was everything. It was planning to be his mate, the longing to
knot him, the hope of breeding him, the future with this precious person that
was swirling through Levi’s head like the pleasure that was twisting in his
gut.
Eren hummed and the vibrations on his cock felt so good that Levi could no
longer concentrate on anything but the tiny pink tongue that was dragging up
the underside of his erection with kitten-like playfulness that scrambled
Levi’s brain.
“I’m close,” Levi warned in a ragged whisper, cupping the back of Eren’s head
with his hand.
“Mmm,” Eren hummed, looking up at him with those big teal eyes and a mouthful
of cock.
Levi lost it right then.
He gripped Eren’s hair, fighting the urge to push his cock in deeper and choke
the omega. He growled lowly, emptying himself into the smaller teen’s even
smaller mouth, his cum spilling front the sides and dribbling down Eren’s chin
as the teary-eyed omega tried desperately to swallow the copious amount of cum
that Levi had dumped onto his tongue.
Levi was floored, and the sight of Eren, his lips coated in a translucent white
coating of his cum, made Levi want to pull the omega up to the rooftop and
announce to the entire world that this beautiful boy was his and his alone.
Eren was still catching his breath when Levi slid his hands beneath his armpits
and lifted him from the floor. He gave the boy a filthy kiss that tasted of his
own cum and then guided the staggering omega toward the shower wall and pressed
him against the tile, belly first, and caged him in with his body.
“I just came in your mouth, and already I want to cum again in this perfect
ass.” Levi rasped wetly against his ear and squeezed one of Eren’s cheeks to
emphasize his point, and Eren sighed, pressing his cheek against the cool tile
wall. “You’re turning me into a fucking animal, Eren. I can’t get enough of
you.”
“Good,” Eren murmured, a pleased smile gracing his lips. “I wouldn’t want you
to get bored of me. As long as you’re only an animal for me, I’m happy.”
“There isn’t anyone else I’m ever gonna want the way I want you, baby,” Levi
promised, wrapping his arm around Eren’s slight waist and sliding it down
between his legs until it cupped his smaller hardness. “This is mine,” he said,
mouthing against the omega’s ear and running his nose over the delicate whorls.
“And so is this,” he crooned, rubbing the tip of his index finger over Eren’s
slippery omega-cunt. “What else could I need? You’re perfect.”
Eren lifted his hips, spreading his feet and scraping his fingers against the
shower walls. It was so close to true presentation, just like Levi had seen in
the pictures he couldn’t quite forget. It was the posture that omegas took when
they wanted to be mated and bred and Levi was enraptured. He wanted Eren to
love this. If he made it feel good, Eren would want the real thing.
Maybe Levi could have him ass up in his bed, wet and begging even sooner than
he thought.
He stroked over Eren’s cock, petting it with his wet hand while his other was
buried between his plush cheeks, his finger sliding easily into his snug
channel. He boldly tried a second finger, and Eren gasped when it popped
inside, past his initial resistance. It was a tighter fit, but Levi was able to
work them nicely inside him, pulling soft moans from the little darling blissed
out against the wall.
“Tonight, this’ll be my cock,” Levi murmured, looking down to take in the
lovely sight of Eren’s parted ass being worked in front of him. In just a few
hours, he’d have his hands on the omega’s hips and be pulling him onto his
dick, in long, satisfying strokes. His balls would brush against his cheeks and
be wet with the slick that was drooling out of Eren’s cunt.
It was going to be fucking amazing.
Levi curled his fingers and timed the stokes inside the omega with the ones
outside, teasing his prostate and cock at the same time to draw as much
pleasure from the way he manipulated his touch starved body as possible.
It only took a few minutes before Eren was mewling and shaking and spilling his
clear cum into the cup of Levi’s hand while his ass clenched on his fingers in
powerful pulses that Levi couldn’t wait to feel squeezing his cock.
“Levi,” Eren sighed, slumping against the wall with heavy eyes. He looked like
he might faint for a moment, and Levi quickly looped his arm around his waist
and turned him to rest against his chest, the omega’s head settling right where
the young alpha’s heart was pounding.
“I’ve got you, baby,” Levi soothed, running his hand up and down Eren’s wet
back as he came down from what seemed to be an incredible high. “I’m not gonna
let you fall.”
Eren hummed, wrapping his arms loosely around Levi’s waist and letting the
water cascade down his back, lulled into a quiet, peaceful state by the warm
water and his alpha’s embrace.
They couldn’t stay this way forever, even though Levi never wanted to let go of
Eren’s silky smooth body. He let the omega lean against him and poured shampoo
into the palm of his hand, carefully lathering it into Eren’s hair and
massaging his scalp with his fingertips. Eren kept his eyes shut and smiled
contentedly, tipping his head back into the spray of water when Levi instructed
him to and then bringing his head right back to his alpha’s chest.
Levi adored him so much, the tightness he felt in his chest was near
suffocating.
He’d never known how it felt to care so much about one person.
After he carried Eren from the shower, taking great care not to slip with his
precious cargo in his arms, he wrapped him up in an oversized bath towel and
kissed where it covered the top of his head.
“You look cute,” Levi chuckled, setting Eren down on his own bed so he could
get dressed. “I think I like you in a towel.”
“That’s only because I’m naked underneath,” Eren said with a wicked grin and
Levi wasn’t sure he could disagree with that.
Naked Eren was pretty fucking great.
He helped Eren get dressed in his uniform, the omega moving rather slowly and
complaining throughout about how he’d like to go back to bed. He was a bit out
of it, likely from the incredible finger fucking Levi had given him in the
shower, and Levi tried his best to compensate for it and help him get prepared
for school.
Once he had gotten dressed himself in a pair of dark, ripped jeans, a NOFX T-
shirt and a black hoodie with blue pin stripes, he lead Eren downstairs to
their waiting guardians.
Kenny was sitting at the table as usual with his cup of coffee and newspaper,
but Cindy was amped up several notches above her normal state of ‘way-too-
fucking-much-for-Levi,’ pacing about the downstairs while clutching a list and
yet another bag to go along with the three she already had packed and set by
the front door.
“Thank god you’re finally down here,” Cindy barked with relief, her hair
bobbing in a rather strange way – like a helmet made of hairspray. “Kenny and I
will be gone by the time you get home from school and we need to go over the
rules.”
“I already know the rules,” Eren mumbled, slipping into his chair and helping
himself to a large helping of pancakes.
“Well, Levi might need a refresher,” Cindy countered, giving a look to the
young alpha that had just taken a seat at the table.
“Lay it on me,” Levi said with a wave of his fork, and Kenny snorted from
behind his morning paper, shuffling it to try to hide the sound but getting a
glare from Cindy regardless.
“There will be no parties,” Cindy started, putting a hand on her hip and
standing before the two teens like she had been up all night practicing this
speech in her mind. “Armin will be staying here for the weekend, but I don’t
want anyone else in the house.”
“No problem,” Levi said, chewing his own pancake slowly and chancing a glance
over at Eren, who seemed to be gorging himself with food and not even listening
to his aunt.
“There will be no drinking, no drugs and no smoking. Not in this house and not
anywhere else,” Cindy proclaimed, turning her full attention to Levi. “No one
will be around to bail you out if you get into trouble with your friends, so
don’t. I want you here, keeping an eye on the house and Eren and Armin. I don’t
like the idea of those two being alone in the house. If someone tries to break
in…”
“No one is gonna break into the house,” Eren muttered with a mouthful of food
and a roll of his eyes.
“Eren, you don’t know, home break ins happen very often when people are on
vacation and I’ll have you know…”
“Cindy,” Kenny interrupted, finally lowering his newspaper. “If anything
happens, Levi knows to call 911 and I’m sure Eren does too. They’ll be fine.”
“We’ll kick their ass before the cops even get here,” Eren said flippantly, and
Cindy’s eyes widened.
“Eren, I don’t want to hear that kind of talk or language in my house! If
something happens…”
“If something happens, I can handle it,” Levi said firmly, and he meant it.
Someone would be making the biggest mistake of their life if they tried to
break in or harm Eren. Levi wouldn’t hesitate to slit their throat, and he’d be
completely justified in doing so.
“I’m serious about no alphas in this house,” Cindy said, changing the subject.
“All it takes is one night of bad choices to…”
“Oh my god,” Eren groaned, slamming his fork down on the table. “How many times
do I have to listen to this?”
Levi and Kenny caught eyes, and the tension in the room escalated rapidly.
“Until I’m sure you understand,” Cindy snapped back, narrowing her eyes at
Eren’s display of defiance while Levi watched with interest.
He didn’t want Eren to fuck up their weekend, but hell if he wasn’t proud of
the kid for standing up to her and her endless bullshit.
“I’ve only heard it about a million times,” Eren said with a frustrated sigh.
“You’re like a broken record.”
“It’s only because I care about you,” Cindy said defensively, crossing her
arms. “And if you’re going to be disrespectful, maybe we should just stay home
this weekend and you can be grounded until you learn that I’m only trying to
help you and keep you safe. I don’t want to see you throw your life away,
Eren.”
Levi lifted an eyebrow and looked over at Eren, who was extremely agitated and
red faced. He was sure that Cindy had probably lectured Eren about the evils of
sex, drugs and alphas too many times to count, but today really wasn’t the day
for Eren to take a stand.
“He won’t,” Levi said, not even thinking twice about jumping in on a
conversation that had nothing outwardly to do with him. “He’s going to have an
amazing future, aren’t you Eren?”
Eren slowly turned to Levi, his eyes wide with surprise. “Yeah…” he said, his
voice softening and losing the anger that he’d been directing at his aunt.
“Yeah, I am.”
Cindy sighed, shaking her head and waving a hand over at Eren. “I certainly
hope so, Eren, because your mother…”
“Cindy,” Kenny cut in, taking a cue from his nephew. “They’ll be fine. Eren’s a
smart kid. Let’s not leave here with everyone angry, alright?”
“Fine,” Cindy said begrudgingly, as though she didn’t really agree with Kenny.
“Anyway, we have an envelope on the table with some extra cash. You boys can
order whatever take out you’d like for dinner. Just make sure Levi is the one
to answer the door.”
Eren rolled his eyes again, and Levi agreed, silently sliding his foot under
the table and brushing it against Eren’s in a showing of unity.
Once breakfast was finished they said their goodbyes, Cindy being far more
dramatic than necessary and fraying on everyone’s last nerve while Levi did his
best to scoot himself and Eren out the door as quickly as possible. They had
just gotten into Levi’s car, when there was a knock on his driver’s side
window.
“I need to talk to you before you go,” Kenny said, much to Levi’s frustration.
With a groan, Levi got out of the car, leaving it running for Eren so he
wouldn’t get cold, and shutting the door behind him. “What?”
“I thought I should tell you, I brought Eren to a clinic yesterday,” Kenny
began, glancing into the car at the omega fiddling with the radio.
“I know,” Levi said curtly. “Eren already told me.”
“I can see you’re not happy with me about it, but it needed to be done,” Kenny
explained, giving Levi a serious look. “I couldn’t wait any longer to make sure
you did the responsible thing, so I did it for you.”
“I was going to take care of it,” Levi hissed, narrowing his eyes. “This
afternoon. You shouldn’t have gotten involved. He’s my boyfriend, not your son
or your responsibility.”
“You wouldn’t talk to me, so I went to Eren,” Kenny said without a shred of
remorse. “You’re lucky I was the one that had a talk with him and not Cindy,
you can see how well that would have gone.”
“It still wasn’t right for you to do that,” Levi gritted through his clenched
teeth. “I told you I was taking care of it.”
“I couldn’t risk both of your lives, especially Eren’s, getting fucked up,”
Kenny argued. “I had to step in. And you can hate me all you want, but when I
told Eren my concerns, he agreed with me that he’d go to the clinic and get the
shot. I didn’t force him to do anything, all I did was talk to him about what
was going on and offer to help.”
“Well aren’t you just father of the year,” Levi snorted. “I’m not a fucking
idiot. What have I ever done to make you think I wouldn’t do right by Eren?
I’ve been carting him around to cheer leading and dance all week, I almost beat
the shit out of some guy yesterday for putting his hands on him, I held him
when he cried to me about all the shit he’s been through cause of his parents…”
“You weren’t thinking clearly, Levi,” Kenny said with a frown and a shake of
his head. “You still aren’t. I understand and I’m not blaming you or implying
you’re a shitty boyfriend, but I want you to understand why I did it and maybe
appreciate the fact that I was looking out for the two of you.”
“Yeah, thanks for having a sex talk with my boyfriend,” Levi muttered, turning
away from Kenny with a wave. “Whatever. I didn’t say shit because it doesn’t
matter, does it? Eren made it real clear to me he doesn’t do shit he doesn’t
want to do and he wanted to go with you and get the shot, so that’s that. Now
it’s done with. Maybe next time, come to me and give me a fucking chance to
take care of my own boyfriend instead of assuming I’m some irrational asshole.”
Levi got into his car, slamming his door shut and pulling quickly out of the
driveway.
He was furious and he could barely even begin to verbalize or even piece
together why. It was something he couldn’t pinpoint, but he felt like he’d just
been gutted right there in the driveway and everything hurt.
He felt a tiny hand on his thigh and he glanced over at the worried omega in
his passenger seat.
“If you ever need anything, you know I’ve got your back, don’t you?” Levi
asked, and Eren scooted closer to him.
“Of course I do,” Eren said softly. “I trust you, Levi. I know you’re going to
be here for me. We’re going to be mates, that’s what we do, we take care of
each other.”
“Yeah,” Levi forced out past the lump in his throat. He wanted to be Eren’s
mate now, but after his conversation with Kenny, he suddenly felt like it was
much further out of his reach and he couldn’t even understand why.
“After tonight, you’ll see how much I trust you.” Eren gave his thigh a squeeze
and leaned over to place a kiss on Levi’s cheek. “It’s going to be incredible
and I can’t wait to get closer to you.”
Levi stopped at a red light, turning to place a kiss on Eren’s lips.
All Levi wanted was to be closer to him.
As close as he could possibly get.
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***** Chapter 16 *****
Chapter Notes
     I'm sorry this chapter took so long, but it's 13K words and I gave it
     a rewrite and honestly, I'm still not satisfied with it. But, I'm
     really harsh on myself and maybe I've just stared at it for too long.
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“Wow. Don’t hold back or anything.”
Mike chuckled, shaking his head and interrupting Levi’s passionate rant about
why there shouldn’t be cheerleading practice on Fridays.
Levi didn’t seem to have any actual reasons besides it was Friday and he found
it very annoying, which was undoubtedly one of the reasons Mike was so
entertained.
“Shouldn’t they get a break?” Levi argued, attempting to get his friend to
understand the seriousness of the situation. “Those two get worked six,
sometimes seven days a week! They should have more time to spend at home or
doing… whatever else they want to do.”
“They like cheerleading,” Mike countered with a grin, leaning back in his seat
as Levi drove them toward his house where they could pick up drinks and his
stuff for the weekend. “You’ll just have to work fucking him silly around that.
I’m sure you can do it. Time management, man.”
Levi grumbled under his breath, turning sharply into Mike’s neighborhood. He
was highly agitated and Mike’s cavalier attitude was getting under his skin –
much like everything else was. He’d spent the entire morning and afternoon
trying to stop himself from punching people in the throat over the slightest
grievances, be it someone typing too loudly or the way the asshole sitting
behind him in homeroom kept tapping his foot on the back leg of his desk.
He’d had an incredible morning, but damn had it been a shitty day.
Levi hadn’t been able to shake the negative feeling he’d gotten after his
conversation with Kenny, and it increased tenfold after he’d reluctantly
dropped Eren off at his school.
Everything felt so fucking wrong.
And the worst part of all of it was Levi wasn’t even able to put his finger on
exactly why that was.
Saying goodbye to Eren had gotten progressively more difficult each morning,
but by now he’d nearly had a full blown anxiety attack when the omega had
disappeared into his school. His heart had begun to beat erratically and chills
ran through his body. He’d broken out in a cold sweat, right there in the
parking lot, and he wasn’t sure he’d even be able to drive himself to his own
school.
No matter how much he tried to reason with himself that he’d see Eren in a few
hours and then they’d have the weekend together, he didn’t feel any better
physically or emotionally. He was rattled, stressed, fucking nervous as fuck.
Worried about Eren being without him, even though deep down he knew the other
teen was highly capable.
It hadn’t helped that when he’d pulled up in front of Eren’s school, the other
teen’s beautiful teal eyes were filled with unshed tears.
The omega had started repeating a mantra about how he’d be just fine, it was
only a few hours, over and over to himself like Levi either couldn’t hear his
rambling or he didn’t care at all if the alpha did.
Levi had leaned in and kissed his hair, rubbed his jaw over the fluffy brown
strands, nuzzled behind his ear and scented him right there in front of his
school. Eren’s grip on his hand was so tight, Levi wasn’t even sure he could
pry it off – even if he had the heart to do so.
It was strange the way he could sense Eren’s anxiety, how he knew that it was
similar to his own irrational fears that he could barely even flesh out. It was
like they had connected on a deep, profoundly emotional level. Like what Eren
and Mike had suggested was true; they had bonded.
It only made Levi long for Eren’s heat even more, and he was half tempted to
bring it up that morning in his car. To tell Eren that he wanted him to stop
taking the pills and let nature take its course. That he was sure they’d both
feel better once they had mated and their relationship wasn’t in such a
fragile, grey place.
Levi had run his palms down the back of Eren’s neck and over his shoulders,
rubbing his scent onto him while he promised the anxious omega that he was
going to be waiting for him after cheerleading practice – that he wasn’t going
to disappear. He knew that Eren needed to hear it, though he wasn’t quite sure
at what point he’d become so perceptive of the other teen’s needs. He was
certain that Eren needed affirmation that he was going to be there for him –
after school and otherwise.
Ultimately, Eren had been the one to let go, suddenly wrapping his arms around
Levi’s neck at the sound of the warning bell and placing a wet kiss on his
cheek.
Levi had felt like Eren had taken his heart with him when he’d stepped out of
his car.
And the cloud of misery over his head grew after that, as he was left alone
with his thoughts.
His thoughts and the rage bubbling inside of him after his conversation with
Kenny that he couldn’t fully understand.
Questions that still itched at the back of his mind as he drove through Mike’s
neighborhood.
Maybe it was because he was never going to even suggest to Eren that he should
get a shot. He was going to talk to him about protection eventually, that
wasn’t a lie. But, Levi had thought condoms were adequate. There was no need to
pump Eren full of more unnatural stuff.
Levi’s frown deepened. Maybe that was it. He didn’t like that Eren was taking
the suppressants, and all this stuff seemed like even more intervention and
messing with his body.
He knew it was all Eren’s choice, something he needed to support, but he
couldn’t snuff out the frustration he had that Eren’s feelings toward him were
probably dulled or somewhat muted because the suppressants weren’t going to
allow his body to respond to Levi in the way it should be.
And it hurt, because Levi could see how much Eren enjoyed being with him, being
close to him. Eren clung to him and rubbed his sweet scent on him, got wet from
his touch and his kisses and looked like he was lost in a state of heavenly
bliss whenever they were close. He shouldn’t be robbed of feeling everything
possible; of being able to mate with the alpha of his choice without shame or
interference. They had already bonded, shouldn’t they be able to make it
concrete?
Levi pulled into Mike’s driveway, opting to wait in the car while his friend
packed up and loaded the trunk with a couple cases of beer, some hard liquor,
and a few days’ worth of clothes.
Left alone with his thoughts, he continued to stew on why he felt the way he
did.
Worst of all was the anxiety. As much as he had tried to reason with himself
throughout the day that there was no where Eren was safer than at his omega
high school, the fear that Eren was under some sort of threat was too strong to
shake. A thousand scenarios of horrible things that could happen to Eren ran
through his mind like an endless reel of horror movies, and Levi found himself
tense and suffering from a cold sweat most of the day.
The urge to go to Eren’s school and fetch him was overwhelming, yet Levi knew
that there was no way that he could. They would never release him to someone
without written permission from Cindy. Yet, he thought of various, off the wall
plans throughout the day of how he’d rescue Eren from being exactly where he
was supposed to be and he was under no threat of harm.
It was a compulsion that was impossible to shake. He needed to get Eren home,
to his bedroom where he felt most comfortable. He itched to keep him there
indefinitely; to push the furniture against the doors and wrap Eren up in soft
blankets. He wanted to feed him with his fingers and keep him out of sight of
everyone, anyone else – even their friends. The desperation he felt to kiss the
other teen’s forehead and lips, nuzzle his neck and shower him with an infinite
number of promises of forever was nearly maddening.
He knew he should be looking forward to having fun with his friend and his new
boyfriend; that he should think the four of them getting drunk together and
playing games sounded like a great time. It wasn’t as though his bed wouldn’t
still be there after they’d partied for a while, and hell, it would probably
loosen them both up for what was to come.
But, Levi didn’t want them in the same house. He didn’t want anyone else in the
zip code anymore. He wanted to be alone with Eren, without a single
interruption, tucked away someplace where they could relax fully and enjoy each
other.
Once again, he cursed being under Cindy’s thumb, and he swore to himself that
as soon as the weekend had passed, he would get a job and start saving up for
an apartment.
At the very least, maybe working toward having a truly private space with Eren
would help set his mind at ease.
“Here,” Mike said plainly, flopping into the car and dropping a strip of
condoms into Levi’s lap. “I picked up a box last night when I went on the beer
run with my cousin. Since you’re hosting, you can have half my shit. S’only
fair.”
“Uh, thanks,” Levi mumbled, folding them up and stuffing the wad into his
messenger bag in the backseat, suddenly revolted by what symbolized – and was –
a barrier between himself and Eren. “I don’t know if I’ll need em though, so if
not, you can have them back.”
“Levi…” Mike’s tone turned serious and he turned in his seat to face his
friend. “I know you’re feeling… a whole lot of shit right now, but uh, you
might wanna rethink the whole not using a condom thing. I mean, you saying you
want to be his mate is one thing, but this is like… not a good idea.”
“What?” Levi asked, his nose wrinkling. “I meant I might not use them because
he got the shot, asshole. If he still wants me to, I will.”
Levi grit his teeth. Somehow, every option was irritating him. He hated the
idea of Eren getting the shot, but he was also hoping Eren wouldn’t want him to
use a condom, either. It wouldn’t feel real at all if he was, he wouldn’t even
be able to quietly pretend they were mating if there was a barrier between
them. He wanted to fill Eren up with his cum, not toss it into the wastebasket.
“Still, it won’t hurt to use one,” Mike argued. “I’m going to with Armin, even
though he told me he’s going to start taking birth control pills. It’s good to
have a failsafe if something goes wrong.”
Levi tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, his agitation with Mike mounting
as he pulled out from his driveway and headed toward the omega high school to
pick up Eren and Armin. He didn’t like the thought of Eren messing around with
his body even more.
He hated everything.
That is, until he saw Eren walking toward his car in his school uniform, his
arm linked up with the pigtailed blond’s and his Mary Janes shining almost as
much as his eyes in the late afternoon sun.
It was a strange, stray thought, but Levi didn’t think he could ever consider
getting Eren pregnant as something ‘going wrong,’ even if it wasn’t intended.
He’d love the baby just as much as he loved Eren.
And Levi’s face softened at the realization.
He was in love with Eren.
And it was that very moment that all of Levi’s anger and frustration at the
world seemed to melt away; as his trembling hand reached for the handle to open
his door and he stepped out, collecting the beautiful boy that was all his own
up into his arms and dropping his face into his soft, sweet smelling hair.
Everything felt better then, like the weight of the world had been lifted from
his shoulders and he could be at ease again. He had his Eren back. His future
mate was right in his arms where he belonged and Levi was going to bring him
home.
And he was going to spend the entire weekend making love to him and showing him
exactly how he felt.
“I missed you,” Levi whispered into his hair, shutting his eyes and enjoying
the moment and the sense of peace that washed over him. “So much.”
It was powerful, the way his entire body seemed to respond to having Eren near.
He gripped Eren’s sweater, seeking release for the emotions that surged through
him. He needed to kiss him, tell him about the revelation he’d just had, how he
was utterly in love with him and always would be. How even the thought of them
making a baby wasn’t enough to terrify him or scare him away.
No. And Levi was so fucking certain as he inhaled deeply behind Eren’s tiny,
precious ear, and his body buzzed and his heart raced.
Making a baby with Eren would be beautiful. No matter what the circumstances.
It would be theirs.
Eren’s cheek and jaw were rubbing firmly into his chest, his face hidden away
from their friends and buried deep in Levi’s natural scent. The young alpha
couldn’t help but reciprocate, copying the possessive gesture and running his
jaw and cheek into Eren’s fluffy mess of hair.
His mind swirled with feelings he hadn’t previously been able to pinpoint and
desires that only further fueled his desperate need to get Eren home and into
his bed.
Make love to him. Knot him. Breed him.
Levi sighed, shuddering and messing a hand into Eren’s hair.
This wasn’t a new feeling. It was just one that had suddenly become so much
more clear.
He had focus that he hadn’t all week, like he finally understood exactly what
he wanted, why the urge to mate and knot had been so overwhelming, why he
wanted so terribly to fill Eren with his cum, over and over, until everything
was right.
“Eren,” Levi murmured, kissing into his hair. “I need to get you home, baby.”
He needed to carry his beautiful boyfriend to his bed and lay him down gently,
peel off his clothes and touch his perfect body, climb on top of him and press
inside him. Every moment he wasn’t inside Eren was a moment wasted.
Eren hummed, nestling ever closer to Levi and giving no indication he had any
intention of moving, content to stay wrapped up in the young alpha’s arms and
melt against him.
Levi had all but forgotten they weren’t alone until Mike spoke up, suggesting
they better bail before a teacher or parent saw them and questioned what was
going on.
The mere sound of the other alpha’s voice made Levi tense up, and he shot his
friend a glare and pulled his stumbling omega boyfriend ever closer. He
couldn’t rationalize why he was so angry at Mike’s interruption, but didn’t
care enough to bother, keeping an arm wrapped protectively over Eren’s
shoulders as he guided him toward the car.
“Get in the back,” Levi hissed at Mike, a menacing glint in his eyes like he
wouldn’t think twice of making the other alpha walk home if he refused.
“Dude, you’re seriously gonna make me sit in the back?” Mike groaned, making a
futile attempt to reason with Levi. “I’m bigger than all three of you put
together.”
“I don’t care,” Levi said lowly, keeping his narrowed eyes on Mike as he opened
up the passenger side door and helped Eren inside. “I want Eren in the front.
Next to me. Is that going to be a problem for you?”
“Uh, no…” Mike gave a curious look over to Armin. Levi wasn’t exactly the sort
of guy that was overtly friendly, but he wasn’t an asshole. “You okay, man?”
“I’m fine,” Levi snapped, yanking his own door open and motioning toward the
backseat. “Not crazy about the circumstances, but hey, guess it wasn’t up to
me!”
It was stupid, bringing Armin and Mike back to the house. All he wanted was to
be alone with Eren, but Cindy had to have someone there to babysit them. Armin
wouldn’t, and Levi knew that, but it still irritated the fuck out of him that
two other people were going to be in the house. He didn’t want anyone else
around, and their presence was making him feel an anxious sort of anger that
he’d never really experienced.
“Should I call my grandfather?” Armin asked quietly, and Mike shook his head
quickly, taking the blond by his hands and guiding him toward the car.
“Nah, Levi’s just got a stick up his ass, he’ll be fine after a few drinks,”
Mike promised, clenching his jaw and giving Levi a hard look as Armin crawled
into the car. “We’re gonna have a fun weekend, don’t let his salty ass ruin it
for everyone.”
After another meaningful look, Mike slipped into the car beside Armin, and Levi
sighed, running a hand roughly through his hair and pressing his palm against
his forehead. If Armin called his grandfather and asked to go home, there was
no doubt in Levi’s mind that his grandfather would either call Cindy and she’d
come back – along with a rightfully furious Kenny – or else he would insist
that Eren spend the weekend at their house, leaving Levi alone and separated
from him.
Whatever all the hostility and frustration he was feeling was, he needed to try
and bury it if he wanted to spend the night in bed with Eren.
By the time Levi pulled out of the school parking lot, beads of sweat were
pricking his temples. His car that usually smelled of stale cigarettes reeked
of Eren’s sweet scent, and it was not only distracting – it was intoxicating.
He fumbled a hand over to the other side of the car to catch Eren’s, his
breaths short and irregular. His mind was buzzing and he blinked rapidly,
trying to keep his focus on the road and not the saccharine smelling boy that
was sitting beside him and squeezing his hand tightly.
One glance at Eren showed the omega to be flushed pink, his eyes wide as he
stared out the front window with a pensive expression.
“You okay?” Levi whispered, rubbing his thumb over Eren’s knuckles. Eren
definitely didn’t seem himself, but hell, Levi certainly didn’t feel himself
either.
He worried his lip, squeezing back on Eren’s hand. It would be understandable
if he was nervous, or even scared.
No matter how much Levi wanted to get him into bed, he needed to be careful. If
he pushed or forced it and Eren really wasn’t ready, it would destroy the
future he needed so terribly for them to have with each other.
Eren turned to look at him, his lips parted in a peculiar way, as if the words
he was searching for had been lost. His head tipped to the side, as though
simply looking at Levi made it too heavy for him to hold up, and Levi nearly
veered off the road.
“Fuck, Levi, what the fuck?” Mike snapped, and Levi glanced in the rearview
mirror to see his friend glaring at him with kiss swollen lips and a hand up
his boyfriend’s shirt.
Instead of apologizing, Levi narrowed his eyes back at his friend, the curious
rage he’d been feeling flaring up inside him again.
“Keep your dick in your pants, we’re almost home,” Levi muttered, leaning
toward the passenger side as Eren pulled his hand into his lap along with his
own and curled his body around it. It was behavior he’d never seen from Eren,
like he was curling up into himself and trying to disappear, and it worried
Levi so much that he could barely keep his eyes on the road for the rest of the
trip back to Cindy’s house.
Once they parked, Levi went immediately to Eren’s side of the car. He needed to
talk to him alone, check in on him, figure out what was making him act so
strangely. He had to reassure him that even if they didn’t follow through with
their plans for the weekend, he wouldn’t lose Levi.
Levi wanted Eren to know he loved him enough to wait, even if the mere thought
of it made Levi ache in such a terrible way.
Before he could do any of that, Mike had grabbed onto his shoulder and pulled
him off to the side of the house, away from the omegas that were still climbing
out of the car.
“Holy shit, Levi,” Mike exclaimed, his pupils blown as he took in gasping
breaths of fresh air. “Eren smells so fucking good.”
“What?” Levi growled, taking a heavy, aggressive step toward his best friend.
“I’m just… I’m just saying, wow.” Mike explained, finally noticing that Levi
had balled up his fists like he was ready to strike. “It’s a good thing he saw
a doctor.”
“Shut up,” Levi sneered, the other alpha’s words stoking his rage. It was bad
enough that he’d scented Eren, but to go as far as to rub it in Levi’s face
that the omega had gone and made breeding impossible made Levi want to rip off
each of his long limbs and toss them into the street.
So that was it. Eren didn’t see him as an alpha that was fit for breeding with.
He wasn’t good enough.
“Levi…” Mike raised a hand, his bushy eyebrows inching up his forehead. “Man,
you are really, really not okay, are you?”
“Stay away from him,” Levi said lowly as the other alpha broke his fierce eye
contact. “Don’t look at him, don’t talk to him, don’t even fucking think about
him.”
“I have a boyfriend, Levi,” Mike reminded him, shifting his eyes away from the
other alpha that kept stepping closer to him and attempting to stare him down.
“I’m not into Eren. I shouldn’t have said anything, okay? I was just kind of…
not ready for that. I guess… I’m not the only one.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Levi snapped defensively, his chest nearly
bumping into Mike’s as the other alpha backed away from him.
“It means that maybe instead of trying to fight with me for no actual reason,
you should go inside and see how Eren’s doing…” Mike suggested carefully,
continuing to take slow steps back from Levi.
“That was what I was going to do until you dragged me over here to tell me how
good he smelled,” Levi said coolly.
“Okay,” Mike conceded, lifting his hands again in surrender. “I’m sorry. We
cool?”
Levi snorted, turning away from the other alpha and stalking to the front door.
They were about as good as they could be after Mike implied that the boy he
wanted to be his mate was delicious and didn’t want Levi all that much.
The kitchen was empty and Levi could hear both omegas in Eren’s room, so he
waited for Mike to bring in the beer and grabbed one, draining it quickly.
“There you go,” Mike chuckled somewhat uncomfortably as he began to stock up
the refrigerator.
Levi grunted in response, glaring about the room and itching to go upstairs. He
was sure the omegas were probably getting changed out of their school uniforms
and as much as it irritated him to wait, he didn’t want to barge in on Armin.
“Shot?” Mike asked, waving the bottle of tequila he held in his hand, and Levi
nodded silently.
Maybe a few drinks would make him feel less… murderous.
Mike poured them each a generous shot and passed one to his friend, lifting his
own and giving Levi a crooked smirk. “To Cindy, for actually believing you two
weren’t going to pull some shit.”
Levi couldn’t help but smirk at that, lifting his own shot.
She must have really thought Levi was stupid enough to argue with her over her
dumb rules.
Levi didn’t need to argue; he’d just do whatever the fuck he wanted anyway.
Even Kenny was on his side.
“To her being more paranoid about Kenny fucking someone than Eren.”
Mike laughed, downing the shot with Levi and slapping his friend on the back.
“Nicely done.”
Levi leaned back against the counter, cracking open another beer when Mike
handed it to him and listening to the sound of footsteps on the stairs. He
could hear the thumping of four feet, but only Armin’s voice carrying into the
kitchen.
The blond was the first to round the corner, confirming Levi’s suspicions that
they had gotten changed.
Armin was wearing a tight, cropped, light blue sweater with a short, grey and
blue plaid skirt that hung low on his hips with cuffed, white lace trimmed
socks and the blue buckled shoes he’d loaned to Eren a few days earlier. Levi
was stunned and confused to see the innocent omega in something so immodest,
but Mike was thrilled and make no effort to hide it.
“Damn, Armin, you look hot!” Mike exclaimed with a broad smile as Eren slipped
into the room behind his friend, glancing over a Levi as if he was searching
for the alpha’s reaction to his friend.
Levi’s full attention, however, was on Eren – as it had been even when he
wasn’t in the room – and he immediately strode past Armin and to the quiet
brunet.
Eren looked breathtaking – he always did – but it seemed that much like his
friend, he’d dressed in a way to entice the alpha’s more carnal nature. He wore
a wide necked, cropped, grey sweater that hung off one of his shoulders, a low-
waisted, layered, pale pink organza skirt and opaque white thigh highs that
laced up the sides with pink satin ribbon and tied into bows at the top. He had
on dark grey, low-heeled shoes with crystal encrusted buckles on the sides, and
a headband of crystals and pearls. He looked delicate and soft, like the
princess he didn’t believe that he was, and Levi’s heart ached that Eren would
probably never believe how precious he was after all the damage his father had
done.
“You look beautiful,” he whispered, tugging uselessly at the front of Eren’s
sweater in an attempt to pull it down lower. “But, I don’t want him seeing you
like this…”
“Like what?” Eren asked quietly, staring back into Levi’s eyes. “I thought you
liked showing me off when we went on our date.”
“It’s different now,” Levi said more gently than he knew he was capable,
running the backs of his fingers lightly over the omega’s exposed belly. He
didn’t quite know how to explain it, he barely understood it himself, but he
didn’t like the idea at all of Mike’s eyes wandering over that plush, tender
place that Levi wanted as only his own. “I don’t want him to look at you and
even think about anything.”
“Think about what?” Eren asked, taking a step closer to Levi. The alpha covered
up his belly with his hand then, protectively, his ears turning red.
He didn’t want Mike thinking about exactly what he was right at that moment. Of
making the warm patch of skin beneath his palm swell with what he could put
there. What he could give Eren that would show every other alpha he belonged to
someone.
Levi couldn’t very well say any of that, and his mouth hung open stupidly. Eren
had gotten the shot, the very last thing he needed to tell the omega was how he
was suddenly very aware of some profound desire to knock him up.
“Like about… how perfect you are,” Levi said with a slight shrug, his eyes
darting away from Eren’s for a moment at his weak response. “Just… cover this,”
he said in something between a plead and a command, giving his plush middle a
tiny squeeze and slipping a hand around his slight waist. “Let me look at you
later, when we’re alone. Only me.”
“Okay,” Eren nodded, and Levi couldn’t tell if the omega was relieved or
disappointed when he stepped away from him and glided back up the stairs until
he was once again out of Levi’s sight.
Mike had already handed Armin a beer, and the two of them seemed far too into
each other to have noticed Levi’s conversation with Eren – which Levi was
immediately grateful for. He already felt stupid enough that Mike knew Eren had
gotten the shot, he didn’t need his friend to know how terribly insecure he was
feeling as well.
Insecure, or threatened? Both?
Levi finished his beer and set it down on the counter. Even with Mike’s hands
all over Armin, he felt like the other alpha was there to steal his boyfriend –
so much so that he still itched to throw him out of the house. Eren had shown
no interest whatsoever in Mike, but Levi couldn’t shake the fear that Mike
would take him away.
It was a fear that made him feel violent, paranoid and like he lacked control.
Eren came back downstairs as Levi was pulling out a beer for himself, and he
grabbed one for his boyfriend as well and opened it before handing it to him.
“Um, thanks,” Eren said quietly, now wearing a soft white sweater that hung off
his shoulder but thankfully covered his middle.
“Have you ever had beer?” Levi asked, suddenly remembering that the other teen
had been pretty sheltered and probably hadn’t been allowed to go to any
unsupervised parties.
“Not really,” Eren shrugged, glancing over at Armin – who seemed to have no
hesitations about drinking with his boyfriend. “Like, I tried some of my dad’s
when I was a kid. But, I haven’t like, drank at a party or whatever.”
“Take it easy then,” Levi suggested, moving closer to Eren and putting an arm
around his waist. “I don’t want you throwing up tonight.”
“Yeah, well, me neither.” Eren chuckled uneasily, tracing his finger around the
cool, wet can. “Maybe, like, you kind of should, too.”
“What?” Levi asked, taking a sip of his beer.
“Take it easy. With the drinking,” Eren crossed his arms and stared at a spot
on the floor.
“I won’t throw up,” Levi said with a forced, weak laugh, catching Eren’s look
of concern. “I’ve been drinking for years, I’ve kinda built up a tolerance.”
“Do you really think… drinking tonight is a good idea?”
Eren wouldn’t even look at him, and Levi was puzzled. He’d thought Eren would
want to drink, for a lot of reasons.
“I… thought it might, you know, kinda… help,” Levi mumbled lowly so Mike and
Armin wouldn’t overhear.
“With what?” Eren asked sharply, finally looking at him.
“Like, help you relax…” Levi suddenly felt extremely self-conscious. All he
wanted was to do what he could to make it not hurt so bad for Eren, and he knew
that having a few drinks could help. But the way Eren was looking at him, like
he had lost his mind, was jarring.
“Yeah, um, I don’t need to drink this, Levi,” Eren said with a slight warble in
his voice as he set the can down on the counter. “But, if you need to be drunk
to do this…”
“What?” Levi sputtered, quickly grabbing onto Eren’s shoulder, pulling him
closer and leaning down to be eye level with him. “No. Shit, no, that’s not…”
Levi sighed. He couldn’t understand how Eren would think there was any question
that he wanted to be with him. “That’s not what this was about at all,” Levi
swore, setting his own can onto the counter. “In the car, I thought maybe you
were getting nervous, plus I’m kinda worried about making it good for you, and
I thought… I just thought it would help. I’m sorry, I wasn’t… this isn’t
because I need to be drunk. I don’t. It was stupid. I… fuck.”
“It won’t be good for me if you’re drunk,” Eren said quietly, tugging at the
sleeves of his sweater. “Do you really need to drink to feel something right
now?”
“No,” Levi said firmly, drawing Eren into his arms and wrapping them around his
petite frame. The truth was that he hadn’t felt himself all day, especially not
once he’d been reunited with Eren. His body had started to speed up with
excitement like it never had before, and it was making his skin prickle and his
heat beat faster. The itch to carry Eren to bed was incessant and growing
stronger, and when he lowered his face into the other teen’s neck his blood
rushed straight to his cock.
“I’m sorry,” he murmured, nuzzling at the tantalizing flesh beneath Eren’s ear.
“I want to be perfect for you. I want to take care of you. I’m sorry.”
“I know,” Eren said as he curled into Levi’s chest. His warm little body
pressed against Levi’s and the alpha was suddenly aware of just how hard he
was. His jeans were uncomfortably tight, unable to accommodate his ample
erection, and he bit into his lip, his fingers gripping and twisting at the
back of Eren’s sweater.
“We should talk… about some things,” Levi started, running his nose around the
delicate whorls of Eren’s ear and right back to that place that made him see
stars. “I want you to know that no matter what, if you decide you want to stop…
if you don’t want to go through with it… I’ll understand. I won’t be mad and I
won’t leave you.”
It would likely be agony for Levi at this point, but he’d survive. The weight
of his own cock stuffed inside his jeans had him wanting to claw them off right
there in front of everyone and his balls felt like they were swelling as his
dick got harder.
“Come on Eren, you promised you’d do my hair!” Armin sang as he danced his way
over to them, grabbing Eren’s hand and attempting to pull him gracefully from
Levi’s arms. The young alpha had no interest in letting go, and Armin stumbled,
blinking bright blue eyes at Levi.
It was clear the beer had already begun to affect him by the color in his
cheeks and his goofy, playful grin, and Levi pulled Eren closer.
Maybe it was a good idea Eren wasn’t drinking. He didn’t want him to forget
what the night was all about.
Them.
“Eren,” Armin whined, tugging uselessly on the other boy’s hand. “You promised!
And… why’d you change your shirt?”
“Oh,” Eren said quietly, glancing down at his clothes. “The other one was
uncomfortable.”
“But we looked hot!” Armin exclaimed, and Mike laughed from where he stood in
the kitchen, thoroughly amused by his light weight boyfriend.
The corner of Eren’s lip turned up in a smile, and he pressed back from Levi,
much to the alpha’s dismay.
“I did promise to braid his hair,” Eren apologized, being dragged toward the
couch by the eager blond. “Maybe we can have that talk when I’m done?”
“Yeah,” Levi nodded, catching the way Eren’s eyes seemed to lose their focus
for a moment and cross as he looked back at the alpha.
He felt a pang of worry, and he frowned, rocking on his feet while he
considered pulling Eren away from his friend and bringing him upstairs to talk.
Levi knew that he should be able to wait a few minutes for Eren to braid
Armin’s hair, but he felt restless, like he needed to be doing something, be
near him, keeping him away from everyone else.
“Eren isn’t drinking?” Mike asked from behind him, and Levi jumped at the
sudden sound of the other alpha’s voice.
“Uh, no,” Levi mumbled, prickling at the other alpha’s close proximity. Just
Mike’s presence alone had Levi agitated. “I think he’s nervous.”
“A couple beers would help,” Mike said casually, taking a sip from his own can.
“Look at Armin, he’s having a good time.”
“Yeah, well, maybe it’s just too much new shit for him all in one night,” Levi
shrugged, watching Eren part Armin’s hair to begin French braiding pigtails for
the other omega. “I’m not gonna push it. Maybe he’ll want to tomorrow.”
“Fair enough,” Mike agreed, leaning back on the counter. “I guess you two are
gonna bail soon then?”
“Mmm,” Levi grunted, pushing away from where he leaned and heading into the
heart of the kitchen. He began opening up the cabinets, unfamiliar with what
Cindy had in the house or where it was stored, pulling various items out and
setting them on the island while Mike watched him with interest.
“What are you doing, cooking something?” Mike asked, and Levi shook his head,
stuffing the food, juice, water and plastic cups into a cloth grocery bag.
“No, I’m getting some stuff for later,” he explained, checking each cabinet
once more for things he thought Eren might like.
“You planning on not leaving the room for a month?” Mike chuckled, peering into
the bulging bag that Levi had packed up. “Is there a zombie situation I haven’t
heard about?”
“No,” Levi snapped, snatching the bag away from Mike and slinging the straps
over his shoulder. “I thought he might get hungry later and… we’re probably not
gonna want to come back down here while your drunk asses are screwing on the
kitchen table.”
“Hey,” Mike tutted with mocked outrage. “We’re gonna mess around on the couch
so he’ll be comfortable. I’m not an animal.”
Levi rolled his eyes, shooting his friend an unimpressed glare. “That’s
disgusting. I’ll have to sit there, you know. I don’t want to think about you
two doing… whatever.”
“Says the guy whose dick looks like it’s going to tear open his jeans,” Mike
teased, and Levi glanced down at his relentless erection before slugging his
friend in the arm. “Hey, that hurt!”
He was hard, uncomfortable and agitated, and not in the mood for Mike’s shit at
all.
“Stop being an ass,” Levi grumbled defensively.
He looked back over at Eren, torn. He hated to leave him, but he felt compelled
to get his bedroom ready for later in the evening. He didn’t want to have to
come back downstairs once he and Eren were in bed. “Come upstairs with me,” he
ordered Mike, turning and beginning to stalk toward the stairs. He didn’t like
the thought of losing Eren from his sight, but he’d be damned if he was going
to leave Mike alone down there with him.
“You’re so moody today,” Mike pointed out, following behind Levi without
further complaint. “I’d think knowing you were gonna get laid would make you a
little more chipper.”
Levi paused at the top of the stairs, turning to give Mike an incredulous look.
“When have you ever known me to be chipper?”
Mike shrugged. “I thought slammin’ your boy might do it.”
With a disgusted shake of his head, Levi continued the rest of the way to his
bedroom, setting down the bag and shoving past Mike to search through the
hallway linen closet for sheets and blankets.
“Wow,” Mike said quietly, watching Levi stock up his bedroom with nearly all of
the clean towels and linens. “Dude, I’m not trying to be a dick here, I know
you’re kind of a neat freak, but if you shower and change the sheets every time
you fuck, he’s gonna think you’re a weirdo. You really don’t need all this…”
“Shut up,” Levi muttered dismissively, pacing around the room and scratching at
the back of his neck.
Mike was an idiot. He had no idea what Eren needed. And that he’d even vaguely
imply that Levi didn’t know what he was doing offended the young alpha.
He needed to make sure that Eren was comfortable, and no one knew how to do
that better than him.
“I really think it’s…”
“I didn’t ask for your opinion,” Levi interrupted, pushing past Mike and out
his bedroom door. Hopefully Eren was nearly done with Armin’s hair. The way his
jeans were squeezing his erection that wouldn’t subside was obscene and he was
certain if he hung around with Mike much longer he’d end up killing him.
By the time he’d gotten back downstairs, they omegas were finished and Armin
had already gotten himself another beer. The blond was waiting near the bottom
of the stairs for Mike, who picked him up immediately and playfully kissed at
his neck while carried him into the kitchen, and Eren was still sitting on the
couch.
“Body shots?” Mike asked Armin, setting the omega down on the kitchen island.
The pig tailed blond nodded enthusiastically, and Mike chuckled. “Do you even
know what they are?”
“No,” Armin admitted shamelessly, shrugging and kicking his legs. “But I want
one!”
Levi made his way over to the couch and looked down at Eren, his brows
furrowing. He’d expected Eren to be the life of the party, even if they had
plans for later in the evening, but the omega seemed completely detached from
everything happening around him.
“You alright?” Levi asked quietly, and Eren nodded slowly, a haze dulling his
eyes and drawing them lidded.
The moment he sat down beside the omega, a heavy pulse of precum soaked his
boxer briefs, and he was hit was a dizzy spell. Once he’d reoriented himself
and was able to focus on Eren, he fumbled for the other teen’s hand, sweat
pricking at his temples and the back of his neck. Eren smelled amazing, and
Levi found himself more drawn to the omega than ever, leaning closer and
kissing the side of his head.
He was high, buzzed, like he’d had much more to drink than he actually had. His
body felt strong, primed and hungry, and he groaned lowly into Eren’s pink ear
when the omega’s saccharine scent suddenly became more powerful, thick in the
air and fogging his thoughts.
“Eren,” he whispered, turning his head slowly so his nose brushed over the
teen’s ear and cheek. Levi’s eyes fell to Eren’s lap, and he sucked in a sharp
breath, noticing the omega’s knees had parted, splaying his legs in a way that
was both enticing and immodest.
He looked down at the omega’s exposed, creamy thighs; delicious, round and so
tempting his mouth began to water. Levi opened his hand and splayed it over the
teen’s soft skin, curling his fingers around it and squeezing the relaxed
muscles. It took Mike cheering Armin after sucking down a shot of tequila for
him to remember they weren’t alone in the room, and he was suddenly aware of
just how hard he was. His jeans were uncomfortably tight, unable to accommodate
his ample erection, and he bit into his lip, desperate to get Eren upstairs but
not wanting to frighten him.
He glanced behind himself for a moment, noticing that Mike had laid Armin on
the kitchen island and was licking salt off his belly while the blond giggled
and knocked over a can of beer at the alpha’s tickling.
Levi couldn’t even bring himself to tell them to stop.
His fingers were already inching their way up Eren’s pale pink skirt, between
his tender thighs and up to his sopping wet panties. His hand froze and a
shiver rushed through him like a wave, making his eyes cross and his angry cock
leak inside its tight confines.
Eren was wet, really wet. His panties were completely soiled by the slippery
fluid that was thick enough that it stuck to Levi’s fingers when he wiggled
them between Eren’s legs.
The omega whimpered, twisting where he sat on the sofa and further spreading
his legs, his face hot and red.
“Baby?” Levi whispered, his head swimming with the other teen’s display of
wantonness. Eren looked so fucking aroused, helplessly, even, and Levi had
barely touched him. The tiny tent in his skirt where his own hardness pressed
upward was damp, and Levi’s eyes darted to it and then back to the omega’s
face.
Levi’s cock ached, so desperate for release and attention, he contemplated
lifting him up and bending him over the back of the couch - and he had a
feeling the younger teen would be down for it.
Levi blinked hard, giving his head a sharp shake and sucking in a deep breath
that while meant to be calming, only made another pulse of precum pool in his
boxer briefs. He needed to pull himself together. They were downstairs, with
other people. What in the literal fuck had come over him?
Eren lifted the front of his skirt, showing Levi his hardness pushing up
against his lace panties, and Levi palmed over it once, eliciting a throaty
moan from Eren that got the entire room’s attention. Levi quickly covered the
omega’s cock with his skirt and pulled him into his arms, picking him up bridal
style and holding him close to his chest.
Levi locked eyes with Mike, the other alpha’s pupils blown and his skin flushed
a light shade of red that contrasted with his light hair. He took a step closer
to them, and Levi tightened his grip on Eren, digging his heels in and glaring
back at the taller alpha.
“Is he okay?” Mike asked, taking another step toward them as though he was
drawn to them by more than just concern.
Eren whimpered and turned his head away from the other alpha, burying it into
Levi’s chest and his delicate face crumpling with what looked like fear.
Levi had never seen Eren in such a state, but he was frightened as well.
Frightened and angry.
“Stay away from him,” Levi warned, his voice low and thick with gravel. “Get
out. Get out of here.”
“Whoa, wait,” Armin cut in, grabbing onto Mike’s sleeve and pulling him back
toward the island. “S’nothing wrong. Mike was jus… tryin’ to help. Is Eren
gonna puke?”
“No,” Mike said flatly, eyeing Levi with interest.
“Then okay!” Armin exclaimed, tossing his hands up into the air. “They can do
their thing and we can do our thing and… oh! Do you wanna see my solo from last
year? I can do it for you!”
“Yeah, maybe later,” Mike said non-committedly, wrapping an arm around the
blond and pulling him close so he could brush his cheek over his hair, his
jeans bulging obscenely and his eyes once again trailing over Eren’s body.
Levi tensed further, a low growl rumbling through his chest.
Eren was his – only his. And he wouldn’t even share him with another alpha’s
eyes.
“Levi, please,” Eren whispered, curling his tiny, sparkly fingers into the
cloth of his shirt. “Get me out of here.”
It was only then that Levi realized he was panting, sweating, the front of his
jeans soaked through with precum. He wanted to tear his best friend’s head from
his neck, but he was certain he’d fall ill instantly if Eren left his arms.
Another growl and he was racing up the stairs with Eren wrapped up in his arms,
alighting them like he was soaring and his feet never needed to touch the
floor. Once he had Eren in his bedroom, he was frantic, like he’d been taken
over by a madness that compelled him to ensure there was no way into their
shared space. The door was locked, but it wasn’t enough. Mike was too close,
could pick his way in, could pull Eren from him and put his hands on him.
He set Eren on the bed, but the boy wouldn’t let go of his shirt, trembling and
clinging to him like a life vessel.
“I need… I need to make sure he can’t get in…” Levi sputtered, hit with a bout
of vertigo as he tried to peel the omega’s fists from his shirt. “Let me take
care of you. Let me protect you,” he insisted, tipping Eren’s chin up and
kissing his wet, parted lips.
“Don’t go,” Eren pleaded, wrapping his legs around Levi’s waist as the young
alpha tried to pull back. “Levi don’t… I need you…”
“I know,” Levi swore, cupping the omega’s cheeks tenderly and kissing his
forehead. “Come ‘ere,” he conceded, pulling the smaller teen back into his arms
and resting him against his hip. Eren clung to him, but his head wobbled on his
neck in a way that made Levi worry about letting go of him for long.
Frantically, he scanned his bedroom for the most effective solution, then in a
burst of strength pushed his dresser in front of the door.
In an instant, he was back on his bed, on top of the beautiful, squirming
omega, catching his lips in a deep kiss as he pressed him down into the
mattress.
“Better?” Levi asked lowly, and Eren nodded rapidly, his legs that had been
looped around Levi’s waist falling down onto the bed and splaying over the
comforter like they were boneless.
He pulled back for a moment to strip off his shirt, then paused to look down at
the boy beneath him that was watching his every move with a sort of desperation
Levi had never quite seen reflected back at him.
Eren was an extraordinary beauty; stunning and intriguing in ways that left
Levi utterly enraptured by him. His hazy green eyes were filled the very same
sort of admiration that Levi returned, and recognizing the emotion in the
omega’s eyes made him begin to relax and forget about the alpha downstairs with
his boyfriend. After a few moments, it was only Eren that consumed Levi’s
thoughts; how perfect he was and how much Levi needed to give him his
everything.
His cheeks were pink and warm, and his slight chest was heaving with each
breath he took. The front of his skirt was wet, and the sugary scent that came
from between his legs was thick in the air and so tempting to the young alpha.
Levi wanted more of it, wanted to taste it, needed to have Eren’s sweet flavor
on his tongue.
“I won’t hurt you,” Levi promised, running the tips of his fingers up and down
the inside of Eren’s soft, slippery thigh. “I know what to do,” he murmured,
like his instincts had finally kicked in and everything made sense; how to
prepare Eren and indulge in his future mate all at the same time. “I’ll make it
feel good, do you trust me?”
Eren nodded, biting into his lip and wriggling on the bed. His hands dug into
the blanket beneath him, and when Levi lifted his damp skirt and the cool air
hit his soiled panties he let out a squeak that would have drawn the alpha’s
attention – if he wasn’t so focused on the wet bump pushing against the
lavender lace material that just barely hid his erection.
Levi slid down on the bed, lowering his face and mouthing over the little bulge
that jumped beneath where it was only barely hidden away.
“You smell so fucking good,” Levi purred, nuzzling his nose against the leaking
mound, his heated breath tickling over Eren’s most private places as he hooked
his fingers around the top hem of the omega’s panties. “I want to taste you.”
Eren shuddered at his words, and slowly, Levi pulled down his damp panties,
pausing only when his shiny hardness was revealed. The amount of precum running
down his shaft was only rivaled by what was pooling in Levi’s boxers and
beginning to run down his thighs.
“Wow,” Levi murmured, blowing a puff of air on Eren’s cock that made his legs
tremble.
“Levi, please,” Eren pleaded, screwing his eyes shut and brushing a hand into
the alpha’s silky black hair. It didn’t take any further encouragement for Levi
to run the tip of his tongue from the base of the omega’s smaller shaft and up
to the delectable head where another pulse of precum pooled onto Levi’s eager
tongue.
The alpha groaned and swallowed him up then, taking the entirety of his cock
into his mouth and bathing it with his tongue, swirling it all around the
omega’s hardness and stealing every bit of his sweetness for himself.
Eren was whimpering, his pretty, pillowy thighs spasming as his muscles began
to relax and allow the alpha to pleasure him. Levi massaged them on instinct,
soothing away any lingering nerves or tension and comforting the boy he wanted
to feel nothing but euphoria at his hands. Eren tried to lift his hips, to fuck
his omega cock into Levi’s hot, wet mouth, but his body refused to cooperate
and his bottom fell back onto the bed.
Levi chuckled around Eren’s hardness, and the omega gasped, twisting his
fingers into the alpha’s hair and crying out in the sweetest way as he came in
Levi’s mouth, his body involuntarily bucking just slightly as he shot thin
spurts of omega cum. The young alpha swallowed it eagerly, rolling the physical
manifestation of the pleasure he’d given Eren over his taste buds and
imprinting his flavor into his mind.
He finally released the omega’s cock and looked up at him, the brunet a
beautiful mess, his hair damp with sweat, his skin heated and a blush on his
cheeks. Eren was still hard, his cock still drooling, and he weakly tried to
lift his hips, as if trying to coax Levi into pulling another orgasm from him
with his mouth.
Levi moaned, the movement carrying the scent of Eren’s slick right to his
nostrils, and he released one of the other teen’s thighs to pull his panties
further down his legs. He slipped a hand between the omega’s thighs, and Eren
spread them even wider after wiggling to kick off his lace restraint, giving
Levi access to the tender rosebud buried between his cheeks that they’d both
enjoyed him teasing before.
“Wow,” Levi mumbled to himself, tracing his finger around the omega’s swollen
hole that was drooling slick down the curves of his ass and onto the bed. He
ran the pad of his finger over his entrance, fascinated at how it was slightly
dilated – like it was expecting to be filled.
“Did you play with yourself?” Levi questioned, and Eren shook his head, raking
his teeth over his lip like he was either too embarrassed or too excited to
form words. “You’re so wet and relaxed down here. Like your little ass knows
it’s empty and needs my cock.”
“I didn’t…” Eren forced out, gasping for breaths as he tried to lower himself
down onto Levi’s probing finger. “Please…”
“Please what?” Levi asked, swirling his finger lightly around the sensitive
ring of muscle, enthralled at the little quivers he enticed from the boy’s
leaky omega-cunt.
Eren moaned, like the very question was far too difficult for him to answer,
and with a slight bit of struggle, he rolled onto his belly and began to lift
his weight onto his wobbly, unstable knees.
“Oh…” Levi whispered, running his hand lightly down Eren’s back and gently
putting his palm on the small of it, applying slight pressure to help the
inexperienced omega present.
He licked over his lips, panting and trying to make sense of the other teen’s
behavior, though his scrambled mind and angry cock that was still confined
tightly inside his jeans make his focus ebb like a waning tide. It was
beautiful and everything he craved, the omega he wanted as his mate offering to
allow him to do so… but Levi was far from experienced. He didn’t know if omegas
got into positions like that during regular sex, just to please and entice
their alpha partner.
It did hit on all of Levi’s primal urges.
“You want me inside you?” Levi asked softly, tracing his fingertips down the
cheek of his ass and back to his hungry, little hole.
“Mmmhmm,” Eren affirmed with a nod, scratching at the blankets and, again,
shutting his hazy eyes.
“Not yet,” Levi said softly, though his insistent cock begged to differ. No
matter how wet or relaxed Eren seemed, he was a virgin and Levi needed to be
careful and take it slow.
Eren whimpered, and Levi laid down, pulling Eren over his bare chest in one
easy, fluid motion, the omega leaving a trail of his slick and precum like a
stripe over his abs.
For the first time, Levi was able to see his perfect, pink hole, inches from
his face and twitching expectantly, like Eren’s body knew exactly what he
planned to do even if the inexperienced omega didn’t and was eager for the
attention it was about to receive.
“You have such a pretty ass,” Levi mused, and he was certain Eren’s cheeks were
burning at the lewd compliment, though the glob of slick that pulsed from his
hole belied any shame he might have at the alpha’s approving words.
He lathed his tongue up from Eren’s small testicles and paused at his quivering
hole, swirling his tongue around the swollen rim and tasting the ample nectar
that trickled out of the omega and heightened Levi’s senses as he tasted it.
He was going to fuck this beautiful, delicious hole, stretch it with his cock
and make it leak even more – but with his cum. He’d make Eren such a slut for
him that he’d beg for it, need it, want more than just sex.
Levi blew against his entrance and he could feel Eren’s precum oozing onto his
chest, like the alpha sucking him off had done nothing to sate his arousal. It
was sexy and cute, the way Eren had gotten so worked up and so quickly. Maybe
it was his lack of experience, but Levi also wanted to believe it was because
they were so fucking compatible.
Eren’s hands clumsily worked the button and zipper on his jeans, and Levi
sighed when the omega fished out his solid cock and took it into his tiny hand.
“Good boy,” Levi murmured, placing a kiss on the omega’s entrance that made him
freeze and moan into the alpha’s thigh. He kept his lips there, groaning
himself at the heady, sugary scent, and flicked his tongue around his hole in a
circle, cleaning the slick from each little rivet in his sensitive skin. He
grasped the omega’s thigh with one hand, the other gently coaxing his cheeks
wider so he could explore his sweetness with more of his tongue.
Eren mewed, relaxing on Levi’s sturdy body and drawing the alpha’s dripping,
enlarged cock to his mouth. He lapped at the head and suckled on it, the
fingertips of his free hand dancing up and down Levi’s shaft like light,
butterfly kisses.
Levi was in heaven with his face buried in Eren’s ass and the omega playing
with his cock, but even better was knowing that his future mate was enjoying
his touch as well. Each time Levi licked his lovely little hole clean, he was
rewarded with even more of the sticky sweet substance to lap up and indulge in.
Slowly, he worked his tongue past the slight resistance, nibbling and kissing
around the omega’s relaxing ring of muscle until he could press himself inside.
Eren was hot and smooth inside, his flavor even more intense and delectable as
Levi dragged his tongue over the walls of his omega-cunt. His slick drooled
down Levi’s chin, mixing with the alpha’s saliva and making a mess of their
combined scents of arousal on Levi’s neck.
He growled with desire, wanting so terribly to breed the little hole he was
feasting on that his need rumbled through his chest and vibrated his tongue
inside the other teen’s welcoming ass. Already, he could feel the hot bursts of
Eren’s cum splattering onto his chest, the omega shaking and crying out in his
grasp. Levi tightened his grip on the omega’s thigh, holding him firmly in
place and darting his tongue in and out of his heat while his omega-cunt
spasmed and tightened up, like it was trying to pull his tongue inside and hold
onto it.
When the omega was gasping and had once again rested his heavy head on Levi’s
body, the alpha pulled back and placed another loving kiss on his accepting
hole.
“You don’t even know how much I want to knot you and stretch you open,” Levi
murmured, grazing the tip of his finger lightly over the omega’s slippery
entrance. It dipped inside easily, and with just the slightest pressure, drew
his digit inside. “You need it so badly,” he mused, prodding inside the mewling
omega and licking up the creamy, thickening slick that pushed around his
finger. “You were so tight before, I wasn’t sure how I’d ever get my cock in
you, and now your little cunt is eating me up like it was made for me to fuck
it. Do you have any idea what it does to me, seeing you like this?”
“I… I want…” Eren rasped, breathing heavily against the head of Levi’s cock.
“You want my cock in your ass?” Levi asked, easily pressing in a second finger
and drawing out another low moan from the omega splayed out on top of him. “Or
you want my knot?”
“B-both,” the omega forced out, struggling to respond or form words.
Levi grinned, curling his fingers and making the lust drunk omega howl with
pleasure. So then, Eren didwant his knot, wanted to be fucked and bred. Levi
wasn’t quite sure if he meant it in the abstract sense, as Mike had suggested,
or if he really wanted to be mated and carry his alpha’s baby.
He flipped Eren onto his back and curled over his body, catching his lips in a
filthy, slick flavored kiss. The omega was so far gone with his lust that he
was shameless, licking his own juices from Levi’s lips and face and sucking his
honeyed flavor from the alpha’s tongue. He made soft, needy little noises, his
eyes glassy and lidded and his skin hot to the touch.
It was time. Levi was certain that if he tried to hold out much longer, he’d
cum all over the sheets from just kissing the other teen. He felt like his cock
had been neglected for hours, even though Eren had been sweetly lapping at it
only minutes before.
He pulled the fuzzy sweater off of Eren, needing to lift the omega in order to
do so. His body was so relaxed and pliant he could barely keep his arms up so
Levi could maneuver the sleeves, and the young alpha cocked his head, blinking
a few times at just how dependent on him Eren had become.
“Are you feeling okay?” he asked with concern, brushing Eren’s sweaty bangs
from his feverish forehead and pulling off his sparkling headband.
The omega nodded, leaning against Levi’s chest once his sweater was tossed to
the floor, his skin warm and soft against the alpha’s. “I feel… great…” he
rasped, nuzzling his way up into Levi’s neck and kissing his salty skin.
Levi unzipped his skirt, taking Eren’s words at confirmation that he should
continue. It was a relief; Levi could swear his cock was larger and his balls
felt heavy and swollen with cum. He needed release desperately, and the thought
of not being able to plant himself inside the beautiful omega that was all
willowy and supple with his delicate body draped against his chest made his
body tense up and his stomach roll. He needed Eren like he needed air. The
thought of not having him, of being pushed away… it made him feel physical pain
all over his body.
“I want to make this real,” Levi confessed, kissing into Eren’s hair and
inhaling his scent like it was a drug.
“Me too,” Eren murmured, and Levi laid him down carefully on the bed.
The omega looked so gravely serious in spite of the fact that he was splayed
out naked on Levi’s bed, and he watched Levi carefully as the alpha stripped
off the rest of his clothes. He didn’t seem frightened, but contemplative, like
he understood the weight of giving himself to Levi – even in this way – and how
it would change both of their lives and their relationship that was still very
new by all accounts.
Levi turned to him, crawling carefully over his delicate body and pausing at
his thighs to lean in and gaze down at him as settled one hand on the bed
beside Eren’s head.
“You should know…” Levi started, his heart clenching at the way Eren stared
into his eyes, so trusting of him and not even trying to hide his body while
the young alpha confessed his feelings. “Before we do this… I want you to know
that I love you, Eren. I know it hasn’t been a long time, but I don’t need any
more time around you to fall in love with you. You’re incredible, and the way I
feel about you… it’s like everything that’s ever happened in my life was so I
could find you.” He brushed the pad of his thumb over the omega’s cheek and
watched as Eren smiled so softly at him.
“I love you, too,” Eren whispered, lifting a heavy hand to try and reach for
the alpha’s face. Levi caught it as it fell and drew it to his lips, kissing
his palm before holding it against his cheek.
“I promise you, Eren, I’ll always be here to love you and support you,” Levi
swore, and Eren slowly blinked his eyes.
“I know,” he said softly, tilting his head and exposing the expanse of his neck
to Levi.
The alpha shuddered, precum leaking from his cock and to the damp comforter
beneath Eren. He was begging for a claim, and Levi needed to do it.
He needed so desperately to make everything real.
Levi leaned down and kissed beneath the omega’s ear, like a promise, his dark
hair tickling against Eren’s cheeks and causing him to shudder beneath him. He
worked his way slowly down the omega’s body, peppering kisses over his
protruding collar bone and over his barely defined pecs that were much softer
than his own. He flicked his tongue over one pearly pink nipple, then began to
roll the other between his thumb and forefinger, drawing more delicious moans
from the nearly untouched but salacious omega writhing beneath him.
His stomach was wet with Eren’s precum, and the fact that the omega’s cock
hadn’t softened even after he’d came twice stroked Levi’s ego. He was proud of
his ability to pleasure his future mate and encouraged by how much Eren wanted
him; how he was a complete mess with need for Levi’s cock.
The young alpha slid lower, pressing soft kisses all over the omega’s precious
belly, Levi’s hardness drooling puddles onto the bed. Eren’s stomach was so
tender, so different from his own that was hard with ridges and bumps where his
abdominal muscles jutted out. The omega still had an amazing athletic figure,
but his middle was delicate, a vulnerable place that could grow life that he
trusted Levi enough to expose to him.
“I love you,” Levi murmured, kissing and nuzzling his belly, rubbing his scent
onto the very space he wanted to blossom and grow with their young, showing
everyone that Eren had mated and could never be taken from him.
He tried to push away the negative thoughts that nagged at the back of his
mind, that no matter how desperately he tried, he wouldn’t be able to breed
Eren, that for as much as the omega was accepting him – he was still rejecting
what Levi needed at the most basic level.
“Levi,” Eren whispered, snapping the alpha from his thoughts. He looked up to
find the omega staring at him with so much love, Levi could hardly believe his
insecurities actually held any truth.
He crawled back up the omega’s body, settling over him and pressing a kiss to
his lips.
“Maybe this is a stupid question, but… you don’t want me to use a condom,
right?” Levi asked, praying that Eren would agree it was unnecessary. He needed
to pretend, to be inside of Eren without a barrier, to feel the inside of his
snug, wet tightness massaging his cock. He had to cum in him as deeply as he
could, drain his balls inside him and feel like he’d bred him.
If he didn’t, he thought he might go mad.
“No, of course not…” Eren mumbled, shaking his head as his eyes began to cross.
“That… that doesn’t… it doesn’t… make any sense…”
“Good,” Levi sighed, kissing Eren again and stopping his barely coherent
rambling. “Because I want to do this right.”
Eren’s brows furrowed, but only for a moment. When Levi spread his thighs and
prodded at his hole again, the omega was once again lost in the blissful
sensations, trying to squirm and push the alpha’s fingers inside.
“Shh, I have something better,” Levi promised, grasping his weighty cock and
lining it up with the omega’s hot, wet entrance. He hissed, the feeling of his
cock head up against the omega’s hole better than almost anything, and the
anticipation of pressing inside, of opening him up, made Levi’s skin tingle.
Slowly, he pushed inside, curling his hips in a smooth, gentle motion toward
the omega. He could feel Eren’s ass stretching to accommodate him, his cock
delicately easing him open as the omega cried out and whipped his head to the
side.
“I’m almost there,” Levi said shakily, clenching his jaw as he tried to control
himself from rutting into the omega’s tightness until he could nut. The last
thing he wanted to do was hurt Eren or lose his trust, no matter how powerful
the urge was to fuck him aggressively into the mattress.
Tears dripped down Eren’s cheeks, and when Levi bottomed out he stayed still,
kissing the salty drops from the omega’s feverish face and nuzzling him. “It’s
okay, baby. I’m inside you now and it won’t hurt for long.”
Eren nodded, keeping his eyes shut, and Levi kissed his temple. “You feel so
good,” he purred against the omega’s ear, moving his hips just slightly so he
could rock inside him. “I love you so much, Eren, and I want to make you cum
like this. I want you to love me being inside you this way.”
The omega gasped, and Levi grinned, slowly lengthening his strokes and angling
his cock head so it would rub against the little spot buried deep inside the
omega that Levi knew made bolts of pleasure storm through his petite body.
“Eren,” he said lowly, a growl building in his chest as he began to pick up his
pace without any resistance from the omega. All propriety, all caution and fear
had evaporated. He had needs – deep, carnal, instinctual needs that he couldn’t
keep to himself any longer.
“Eren, I want you to stop taking the suppressants,” Levi said firmly, the old,
hideous bed squeaking as he fucked into Eren’s sopping wet hole. He needed the
other teen to know, to understand; he needed to be his mate now.
“L-Levi… what?” Eren squeaked out, teal eyes rolling back as Levi drove into
him.
“The pills, the ones you take so you won’t go into heat,” Levi blurted out
frantically as Eren’s tender ass tightened around his dick. “I want you to stop
taking them. I don’t want to wait any longer to make you my mate.”
“But… but I… I haven’t taken them… since Monday,” Eren forced out, his voice
wavering as he tried desperately to focus and speak.
“What?” Levi’s heart sped up rapidly, and suddenly, everything clicked. The way
Eren had stood behind him when Cindy had yelled at him, how he’d been so
uncomfortable around Jean and Mike, how wanton and needy he’d been for Levi’s
attention and affection, why his skin was hot and feverish and his omega-cunt
was oozing slick like his body had an endless supply of the honey-like
substance.
Eren was in heat.
“Oh… oh god,” Levi rasped, kissing Eren’s cheek firmly and then driving his
cock into him ever deeper. He had been so inexperienced he hadn’t even noticed,
despite all of the clues. He was too thrilled to be embarrassed, relieved that
now he knew why he’d felt so fucking agitated and desperate. He’d just wanted
to be alone with his mate and prepare for his heat.
He was a good alpha, after all.
“Levi… wh-what did you think we were talking about all week?” Eren stammered
between soft moans, and Levi shook his head, quieting the smaller teen with
another kiss.
“Sex,” Levi said plainly, brushing his nose against the omega’s. “But, it
doesn’t matter. This was what I really wanted.”
“But…” Eren squeaked, biting hard into his lip and squeezing his eyes shut,
unable to finish his sentence.
“We’ll talk after your heat,” Levi promised, kissing the boy’s eyelids. It had
obviously just started and would only get more intense for both of them. “Just
enjoy it like I am. I’m gonna take such good care of you Eren, just relax,
baby.”
Eren nodded, and Levi leaned his forehead against the other teen’s. “I want
this, Eren. I want this and I want you so fucking much. You don’t need to worry
about anything. You just made me so fucking happy.”
“I… I want you, too…” Eren mewed, his body tensing up as Levi bit into his
neck, claiming him to all the world and committing himself to the omega he
loved without condition.
Eren shook as he came hard, creaming on Levi’s cock and shooting his cum onto
the alpha’s belly and his own. His omega cunt tightened and pulled Levi’s dick
in like a vacuum, drawing it as deep and as close to his cervix as it could
get.
“Ha…ha…” Levi gasped releasing the flesh of Eren’s bruised neck and slamming
one last time into the omega’s needy ass, planting himself firmly within him as
his thick, heavily seeded cum began to shoot from his cock and paint Eren’s
insides. He could feel it then, the swelling at the base of his erection, and
the corner of Levi’s lip twisted up into a satisfied smirk as he clicked his
hips to make sure his growing knot would be firmly planted inside.
Eren was shuddering, quivering, and Levi carefully turned him onto his side and
laid down behind him with his chest pressed against the omega’s back, his cock
still locked securely inside the warmth of his ass. He fumbled for one of the
blankets he’d set on the night table, puffing up with pride at how he’d known
without knowing that Eren was in heat and what he needed to do to take care of
him. He draped it over their bodies and snuggled up closer, moaning lowly as
his balls unloaded another long, hot spurt of his seed.
He draped an arm over Eren’s side and splayed his hand over his belly, resting
his cheek against the omega’s neck so his nose was close to his scent gland. It
was euphoric, laying there with his newly mated omega and taking in the smell
of his heat and arousal while he had what felt like an endless orgasm buried
inside of him. Being connected to him this way felt so fucking right, and
finally, Levi’s mind had found temporary peace.
And he couldn’t help but wonder if Eren had actually gotten the shot, and just
how effective it was. Maybe, just maybe, if he fucked him enough while he was
in heat, filled him with as much cum as his little ass could hold, maybe he’d
be able to breed his mate this time after all.
Chapter End Notes
     I have to go do some things, but I promise I'll be responding to all
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     while I was forcing myself to stay off AO3 till I finished this one)
     when I get home.
     I hope you all enjoyed this chapter and it wasn't sucky or
     disappointing. Blah.
     Thank you for reading!!!
     And thank you to BriteFairy03 for beta reading this for me and
     miraculously getting it back to me before I left the house so you all
     could get it sooner. Love you!
***** Chapter 17 *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Eren was sound asleep when Levi’s first knot finally went down. The alpha had
spent the better part of an hour inside of him in what felt like an endless
state of orgasm, too taken with his own blissful pleasure to even form a
coherent thought. It had been overwhelming, and Levi had felt more than drunk,
his lips fumbling against the younger teen’s neck as he rambled about how good
he felt, how happy he was.
Levi could barely remember what he’d said, but he was certain he’d meant every
word of it regardless.
And even as he gently pulled his cock from Eren’s seeded ass, he was still
hard, ready to go again the moment his little mate needed him to help put out
the desperate fire burning inside of him.
Carefully, Levi pressed three of his fingers inside of his omega, curling them
like a small fist that he hoped would give the sense of fullness and pressure
of a knot and help him rest a bit longer.
His motivation wasn’t entirely selfless; his cum was already beginning to leak
down Eren’s plush thighs and he was determined to keep every bit of it inside
his mate as he possible could.
If there was one thing that had stuck with him from sex ed, it was that no form
of birth control was 100% effective, and Levi was dead set on doing everything
he could to show the truth of it.
The partial fog from his knotting had passed, but Eren’s heat pheromones urged
him to continue trying to breed his new mate and affirm their bond in the most
solid way. It was his duty as Eren’s alpha, Levi reasoned, to give him a baby
to grow in his tender, fertile belly. It was what would make the omega feel
whole, complete and loved by his mate.
He kissed down the gentle slope of Eren’s slight shoulders, his eyes fluttering
shut as he fantasized about just how happy his darling love would be to
discover he was, indeed, pregnant. Levi smiled lazily into the crook of his
omega’s neck, picturing him cradling his swelling belly and nesting in his bed
– their bed. The way he would gather all the softest things and disappear into
his snugly little spot, then whimper for his alpha to come and curl his body
around him protectively and stroke the precious swell of his belly lovingly
until he was so overtaken with his mate’s comforting scent that he’d fall into
a deep, heavenly sleep.
Levi thought of the way other alphas would rake their eyes over Eren’s middle
and glare at him jealously, backing off at even the slightest tick of the young
alpha’s upper lip before his snarl could bleed into a possessive, guarding
growl.
He pressed light kisses down the petite teen’s spine, over each bump in his
curled back as Levi slid his body down the bed. He wanted to allow his mate to
rest, but thinking about him pregnant and belonging to him in the most pleasing
way made Levi itch to breed him all over again. His cock was already leaking,
his supply of cum rapidly replenished as his instincts screamed to give into
his mate’s heat and put forth his best effort to make it a success.
Levi palmed the cheek of Eren’s ass, gently spreading it to expose his finger-
stuffed omega-cunt, swollen, pink and slick. The scent of their combined fluids
was heady, and Levi let out a low, satisfied growl as he began to lick the
excess juices, cream and cum from around his mate’s glutted hole, humming with
appreciation at the unique flavor of their love making. His tongue glided over
every inch of Eren’s perfect ass, cleaning his dependent mate for their next
round of fucking like any good alpha should. His flavor was heaven and Levi
would be happy to bathe him with only his mouth for the duration of the week,
drinking in every bit of him that his helpless mate would allow.
Eren cooed softly, somewhere between a dreamy twilight and feverish awareness,
and Levi began to slowly curl and uncurl his fingers inside his luscious little
cunt, gently petting his prostate to pull his mate from his slumber in the most
sensual way.
“Levi…” came his small voice, peppered with little whimpers that made the hair
on the young alpha’s body stand on end.
“Shh…” Levi hushed, stroking inside his tender ass and manipulating it with a
natural expertise that fueled his alpha ego. It egged on his pursuit of
impregnating the whining puddle of boy that was powerless but to succumb to his
touch and the delicious thrills it made thrum through his sensitive body. “Let
me take care of you, you’re a mess down here,” he murmured between swipes of
his tongue, and the omega shuddered and hunched his delicate shoulders in
response. “Does it feel good? My fingers inside you like this?”
Eren nodded desperately, his eyes screwed shut and his face red and hot.
Glittery nails disappeared in the messy sheets and he choked out a sob of
pleasure, his inexperienced body overstimulated by all of his new mate’s
attention. A constant stream of pre-cum was drooling from the hardness between
his legs, and he gasped when he felt Levi cup his cock and give it a gentle
squeeze.
“Your clit is filthy,” Levi purred, rubbing his palm against it as his omega
squirmed and his beautiful, bony hips shuddered and searched for more friction.
“Should I clean that, too?”
Eren shook his head in agreement again, and Levi carefully rolled him onto his
back, keeping his fingers curled up inside him and pressure on his mate’s
prostate.
He hungrily slid his tongue up Eren’s shaft, and the omega cried out, twisting
his sticky hands into Levi’s hair and clumsily hitting his palms against his
mate’s head. It wasn’t painful, and the young alpha chuckled at his lovely
omega’s lack of control or shame, and he sucked his hardness into his mouth,
making the younger teen howl loudly enough that Levi was sure the entire house
had heard.
“Levi… Levi, Levi….” Eren rambled, like it was the only word he remembered as
he succumbed to the heat, making his alpha swell with pride.
He could flip Eren over right then, fuck him into utter oblivion, but he wanted
to taste his honeyed omega cum first, have that saccharine flavor on his tongue
and seeping into his gut when he rode him again. After all, what good was omega
cum if not for being sucked from the source by their alpha, like a sweet treat
their little mate’s body made only for them?
“Oh,” Eren gasped, his thighs trembling against Levi’s cheeks and neck. He
could barely control his movements or muscles, his body having softened in
preparation of his heat. Each spasm was involuntary as he gave into his
condition, trusting his alpha to take care of his needs.
And as his nectar pulsed onto Levi’s waiting tongue, he tried in vain to lift
his body, to curl around his alpha’s head as he sucked his cock dry, to get
closer to him and show him how incredible his attentive mate made him feel.
Levi chuckled and hummed around his succulent omega-clit, only releasing it
when he was certain he’d milked every last drop of his mate’s sweetness and
there was nothing left for Eren to give his eager mouth. Levi kissed the
sensitive head then, working his way up the smaller teen’s middle with a trail
of kisses, keeping the omega’s thighs resting on his shoulders as he lingered
at Eren’s belly, nuzzling the soft layer of baby fat that protected his aching
womb, pressing his wet lips to that fragile place Levi had come to cherish so
quickly.
It was like the young alpha had forgotten everything else, where he was, their
lack of true freedom or privacy, any hesitations he might have had that could
have interfered with the utter peace he felt in that moment.
Even birth control couldn’t come between them, not when Levi wanted this so
much that he was prepared to give every ounce of his being to make it happen.
He lifted his head, his eyebrows raised and his cheek resting lightly on his
mate’s belly as he gazed up at him, catching eyes with his panting, flushed
omega. Eren’s eyes were glassy, hopeful but worried, and Levi slid up his body
and cupped his feverish cheek with his hand.
“Don’t be afraid,” he whispered, staring straight into the other teen’s barely
focused eyes, instinctively attempting to ground his sensitive mate. “I’m your
alpha and I love you.” He kissed Eren’s parted lips, his fingers itching into
the omega’s sweaty hair. “I’m your mate now, you understand?” he asked, and
Eren nodded hesitantly. “It means forever, baby. I’m not going anywhere.”
“But… what if…” Eren breathed, biting into his lip harshly before he could
complete his thought, as though forcefully biting back the words he feared to
say would prevent them from becoming a reality.
“No ‘what ifs’,” Levi assured him, scanning his worried face and touching his
forehead to his omega’s. “I want you so much. All I’ve thought about since we
met was how I needed to make you mine, Eren. There’s nothing that would ever
make me change my mind. We’re mated, I’ve claimed you, I’m not going to let you
go, not for anything.”
Eren let out a sharp breath, his eyes shutting as two fat tears rolled toward
his tiny ears, and Levi kissed them away gently, his lips like feathers on the
omega’s flushed skin.
“You’re my princess,” Levi whispered into his ear, nuzzling lovingly against
the shell. “And I’m your knight. You’re safe with me. I’m never going to hurt
you and I’m going to give you everything you deserved. You have nothing to be
scared of; I’m right here with you, I’ve got you, and I’m yours.”
Eren turned his head, catching Levi in a desperate kiss that the alpha grinned
into, his heart leaping in his chest at his mate’s display of affection and
trust. Levi meant every word of it, that he’d treat Eren as his father should
have but failed to, like he was beloved and adored. He’d show him what it was
to feel secure and stable, to never know a harsh word or betrayal from the
alpha that was meant to care for him, protect him, provide for him.
Nature dictated that a worthy alpha should be reliable, there to comfort and
soothe their mate during a heat both physically and emotionally. Losing control
could be such a terribly frightening thing for an omega, leaving them wholly
dependent on someone that could easily take advantage of their fragile state
and abandon them, breaking their spirit and damaging their hearts beyond
repair.
Levi needed Eren to know he understood the weight of his responsibility and was
eager, thrilled even, to hold his very soul in his hands.
Eren was precious to him; he was all that mattered, really. He would defend him
and shield him from any hurt imaginable.
His little mate’s heart was his most sacred treasure.
“I love you,” Levi reminded him again, kissing Eren’s tear-damp cheek. “It’s
okay to let go, I’m going to be right here with you.”
He watched the hesitation slowly disappear from his omega’s eyes, the last
semblance of tension slipping away from the smaller teen as his legs fell open
from where they had been against Levi’s waist.
Slowly, Levi trailed his fingers down Eren’s cheek, over his chest where he
paused for a beat to brush the pad of his thumb over one hard, pink nipple. The
omega gasped, and Levi kissed him again, bracing himself with one hand over his
body.
“You’re so beautiful,” Levi crooned, emboldened by the way Eren smiled slightly
and ducked his chin at the praise. It was a moment of modesty in such a very
naked and revealing time, one that only cemented in Levi’s heart how darling
his mate truly was.
He ran his hand back down to the smaller teen’s belly once again, watching
carefully for the omega’s reaction. Eren’s eyelids drooped and wrinkles formed
in the corner, and Levi was breathless at the longing he saw in his mate’s
shimmering teal eyes.
Eren wanted this, Levi could sense it now, feel it in the desperate gaze that
was meant to convey what his little mate couldn’t speak.
Levi was elated, but surprisingly emotional, bending down to kiss his mate’s
pliant lips.
He would do his best to give him what they both wanted – needed.
He understood now.
Eren hadn’t been rejecting him, hadn’t seen him as an unfit alpha. He’d wanted
him as his mate so badly he’d gone off of his suppressants just to solidify
their bond.
No, it hadn’t had anything to do with any perceived inadequacies about Levi.
Eren had been frightened.
He’d gotten that shot because he was scared of having a baby and losing his
mate.
It all made sense.
Now, Eren could relax, knowing he was in capable hands and his mate wanted him
in the most profound, deepest way. He could allow himself to be bred, to make
life and a family with his alpha without fear of them being abandoned as he and
his mother had been.
Levi knew all too well what it was like to be left. He’d be damned if he’d ever
do it to someone he loved.
He gave the omega’s plush belly a gentle squeeze, letting him know he
understood, that he wasn’t angry, that he was still going to try and give it
everything he had.
Then he dipped his hand between the omega’s spread thighs, his fingers coating
in the thick, warm lubricant as they worked their way to his entrance. He was
still relaxed and slick, prepared to take his mate’s knot again, the sheets
beneath him soaked through and slippery beneath his flushed bottom.
Levi lined the head of his oozing cock to his omega’s hole and he pressed
inside, sighing in ecstasy at how smoothly he slid into him. His ass was tight,
but welcoming, holding onto his cock like a silk glove and pulling it deep into
his belly. It was an amazing sensation, one he was sure he would have missed
out on had Eren insisted upon condoms, and he was again grateful that his mate
had allowed him to really feel him inside; his hot, sleek walls tightening
around his cock, eager to massage out the ample amounts of cum Levi was keen to
fill him with.
He moved slowly this time, relishing in each mew and sigh his ministrations
drew from his omega, mouthing at the mark he’d made on his neck less than two
hours earlier, reminding his mate with each satisfying sting that he now
belonged to him.
With each stroke he pushed in to the hilt, pulling sharp breaths from Eren that
deeply sated his alpha proclivities to fuck his mate into yielding, needy
submission.
“Does it hurt inside? That you need to be bred?” Levi rasped as beads of sweat
formed at his temples while he tried to remain in control of his slow, drawn
out pace.
Eren’s eyes opened at the question and his lips parted, like he was shocked to
hear Levi say such a thing or perhaps that his alpha was so insightful, so in
tune with his needs – Levi couldn’t quite be sure.
He nodded and diverted his unfocused eyes from Levi, and the young alpha
understood, rocking his hips a bit more quickly as he started to feel the
beginning of that tell-tale swell that would mean the end for this round.
“I’m gonna knot you again,” Levi growled fervently, intense determination in
his voice as his face fell into his mate’s neck. “I’m gonna knot you over and
over… till it doesn’t ache anymore…”
“Levi,” Eren gasped as he bit into the flesh of his neck again, the omega’s ass
tightening on his cock at the sudden jolt of tantalizing pain that delivered
primal messages of being mated to the smaller teen’s brain. It was a good hurt,
a loving, delicious, comforting hurt, and Eren cried out and lifted his hips to
help engage Levi’s knot as he started to cream all over his cock.
Levi dug in then, his heart pounding as he gave one last thrust and rooted
himself inside his mate’s cunt, his thick, white cum mixing with the heavy
slick of Eren’s deep internal orgasm. The omega’s ass pulsed along with Levi’s
cock, pulling his seed to the entrance to Eren’s womb and calming the fire that
was burning within him as the alpha’s knot began to expand and plug him up
nicely. There was nowhere left for his cum to go but to Eren’s egg, and nothing
left for Levi to do but pray the shot hadn’t made implantation impossible.
Eren curled closer to him, squirting his own thin cum onto Levi’s stomach as
the alpha pulled them onto their sides and locked himself even more firmly
inside his mate. The omega faced him, like he was sitting in his lap, and it
was only then that Levi allowed his jaw to go slack and he released his mate’s
bruised flesh.
The omega’s head wobbled and Levi caught it quickly, his own eyes crossing as
he unloaded again into Eren’s heat, reveling in another wave of orgasmic
euphoria. He was too floored by the intensity of it to do much more than gently
soothe the little omega writhing on his knot, cupping his cheek and crooning to
him that he was loved and taken care of. Tiny, sparkly fingers wrapped around
his thumb, and his hand was pulled down to the omega’s belly, currently being
filled with his alpha’s cum.
“Okay,” Levi whispered with a lazy grin, kissing Eren’s salty forehead as he
rubbed light circles with his palm just below his mate’s pretty belly button.
He continued to nose gently behind the omega’s ear, his strong scent making
each wave of orgasm more powerful for Levi as he imagined his mate’s belly
swelling beneath his hand. Hopefully, within a few weeks, it would no longer be
fantasy, and Eren’s school sweaters would begin to cling to his middle. And the
football players would see it, the tightness in his cheerleading uniform around
his belly and the way it curved so sublimely when he wore a midriff. And they
would growl and huff, stalk away with frustration of what they couldn’t have,
especially that asshole Jean. They’d all know that Levi had done that, every
single one of them, and that Eren had let him.
He was in no rush for Eren’s heat to end – hell, he didn’t even want his knot
to go down – but he looked forward to showing off his mate.
It was the first time in his life that Levi could recall feeling quite so
proud.
And Eren was content, cooing sweetly as he slumped against Levi. He blinked
slowly a few times with a dreamy look, like he could finally relax, and then
they shut lightly. The omega hummed as he drifted off, sound asleep while his
alpha continued to breed him, safe and spent in his mate’s loving embrace.
It was blissful, being knotted to his Eren and listening to each peaceful
breath his sleeping mate took. He’d been such a good alpha, Eren felt well
enough, safe enough to fall asleep tied to him. It was an honor that Levi took
to heart.
He felt too good to sleep, each pulse of cum like going over the first fall of
a rollercoaster once more, so he simply rested and enjoyed the waves of
pleasure, finally drifting off just before his knot began to deflate.
When he woke, it was still dark, but while they had been sleeping Levi’s cock
had slipped out from where it had been stuffed inside Eren’s warm little
bottom. Now the alpha found himself rather uncomfortable, their spilled fluids
cooling in his lap and creating a sticky mess.
Levi would have to clean them both up and this time, it would require more than
just his tongue.
There was a quiet whimper of protest from his sleeping mate when he tried to
pull away from him, and rather than attempt to untangle the smaller teen’s arms
from around his neck, Levi opted to carefully lift him from the bed and carry
him to their shared bathroom.
He set the lights to dim and turned on the bathtub, Eren stirring in his arms
at the sound of the water crashing against the porcelain.
“How are you feeling?” Levi asked, kissing his omega’s temple.
“Cold,” Eren murmured, and Levi cuddled him close, covering as much of Eren’s
clammy skin as he could with his own. The heat fever had temporarily broken,
and his sweat had chilled on his naked body.
“The bath will help,” Levi assured him, testing the water’s temperature with
one hand before gently lowering Eren into the filling tub. “I want to get you
some water and change the sheets, will you be okay until I come back?”
Eren rested his heavy head against the tile wall, his lip worried as he gave a
slight nod. “You’ll come back…”
Levi blinked, his heart aching at the trepidation he saw on his mate’s face. It
was natural for him to be clingy, to be irrationally worried about being
abandoned – being that he was in such a vulnerable, helpless state – but Levi
still wanted to give Eren an unshakable sense of security, even if the omega’s
instincts wouldn’t fully allow it.
“I’ll be back before the bathtub is finished filling,” Levi promised, bending
down to kiss Eren’s forehead once more before reluctantly leaving him to attend
to their bed. There was no telling what condition Eren would be in once he was
finished with his bath, and Levi knew he would need a clean, comfortable place
to lay down.
He stripped the bed quickly and put on new sheets, double checking that plenty
of blankets were nearby before fetching a bottle of water and returning to the
bathroom.
Eren was resting in the tub, his head turned toward the door and his cheek
against the cool tile, bubbles up to his soft pink nipples.
“Hi,” he breathed, his eyelids drooping as Levi came closer, face melting into
an easy smile as the young alpha carefully shifted him back from the wall so he
could climb into the tub behind him. Levi settled him between his legs, Eren’s
back to his chest, and drew the omega’s head down to rest against him.
“See? I told you I’d be back,” Levi said lightly, nuzzling into Eren’s hair. He
took the bottle of water from the edge of the tub beside them and opened it,
bringing it to his mate’s lips and tilting it slightly so the cool water would
slip past them. “You should drink a little, your body needs it,” he reminded
him, holding the bottle for the parched teen as he slowly nursed from it.
“That’s good, just take it slow,” Levi murmured with encouragement, curling an
arm around Eren and pulling him into his lap so that the omega could snuggle up
sideways against him. “I have food for you, too. For later. For now, water is
good.”
Eren hummed, like he was pleased his alpha had thought to prepare so well for
him, and Levi couldn’t really deny that he had surprised himself with just how
well he had done with being completely unaware that Eren was about to go into
heat. He must have known somewhere, subconsciously, the young alpha reasoned.
His instincts had been strong enough to influence his behavior, even if he
wasn’t quite sure why he was doing the things that he had been.
He was pleased that it came so easily to him, and it made him confident that he
would be an outstanding mate, for as attentive to Eren’s needs as he had been.
“I got everything we need so I can take care of you,” Levi told him in a
calming voice, one that he barely recognized as his own. He felt as though Eren
had drawn out a side of him that he didn’t know was there, that was gentle and
loving, conscientious and empathetic. It wasn’t that he’d been a shitty person
before, but he’d been guarded and kept most of his emotions – besides
frustration, annoyance and anger – under lockdown to the point that he’d
genuinely wondered if he’d ever be able to feel the things that others did.
Never having had interest in omegas before, he’d wondered if maybe there was a
part of him that was broken, irreparably damaged from his shitty childhood.
But, with Eren curled up all wet and warm in his lap, he knew that it had been
because he hadn’t yet found the omega that made him feel safe. And as he
brushed Eren’s bangs from his forehead with his wet hand, he knew that this
heat was about more than Eren being comfortable with him. It was important for
both of them, to allow them to be vulnerable and connect with each other
without holding back. There couldn’t be any barriers anymore, not if they were
to be happy, successful mates. All of the hormones and pheromones, it was to
urge them to get outside of their heads, to do what felt right and natural
without shame or embarrassment. This was why it was bonding and why after a
heat, everything was so concrete. It wasn’t that it was sex, but everything
that came along with it. It was the openness and learning to trust, getting to
know another person without any of the masks or carefully constructed emotional
barriers.
It was also about finding out who he was at his very core.
And Levi knew now that he was loving, protective and tender.
He was so much more than he thought he was before he’d met Eren, and finally,
he felt like his life had direction.
Levi was ready to think about the future now, he had a reason to. He had a life
to build with Eren; he had goals. He would get a job, a career, an apartment
for them.
He had something to be passionate about, and that something was resting in his
arms, needing him to be the alpha that he knew he had the potential to be.
“You’re the best thing to ever happen to me, you know,” Levi whispered as he
placed the water bottle back on the edge of the bathtub. “This all… feels so
right.”
“Mmm,” Eren murmured, rubbing his slippery cheek against Levi chest while soapy
fingers brushed bubbles down his arm.
“Are you happy?” Levi asked, watching with earnest as Eren grinned dreamily.
“Yeah, me too.”
Levi poured shampoo into one hand, lathering it into Eren’s hair carefully and
gently massaging his scalp as he scrubbed the sweat away from his mate. The
omega remained docile, allowing Levi to clean away the grime and tipping his
head back when instructed so his hair could be rinsed. He mewed and squirmed
while Levi washed his body, slipping around in the young alpha’s lap in the
most delightful, arousing way, his little ass slippery and brushing over Levi’s
hardness with each shift or wiggle.
And when Levi began to wash between his mate’s legs and Eren pressed his omega-
cock eagerly into his hand, Levi was all too happy to oblige him.
“Look at you, trying to get off when I’m cleaning your little cock,” Levi
teased, his breath wet against Eren’s ear. The omega shivered as he stroked him
with slippery fingers, washing him thoroughly and whirling his fingers around
the sensitive head. He dragged a finger down Eren’s shaft, over his balls to
his hole, and Levi licked his lips at how even in the bathwater, it was still
slick and lubricated.
“I need to wash your cunt, make room for more cum,” Levi crooned, nibbling at
the lobe of Eren’s ear as his index finger made tantalizing circles around the
omega’s entrance. “Should I put my finger inside you and wash away the mess I
made in here?”
Eren whined, pressing back against Levi’s finger until it slipped inside, and
the alpha curled it slightly, letting the omega control the penetration and
jolts of pleasure.
“Were you thinking about this all week like I was? Me fucking you over and over
until you passed out?” Levi asked with a smile in his voice, and Eren nodded
firmly, thrashing slightly and searching for something to hold onto. Levi
offered his arm, and Eren gripped it, bouncing haphazardly on his finger.
“Did you touch yourself?” Levi pressed, and Eren hunched his shoulders and
dropped his chin to his chest, giving the young alpha all the answer he needed.
“When this is over, I want you to show me, tell me about what you did and
when.”
The omega shuddered, and Levi removed his finger, sliding his cock into his
mate once again with a hand on Eren’s hip and an arm around his chest. In the
seated position, he was balls deep in one rapid motion, and Eren yelled out his
name and tossed his head onto the alpha’s shoulder, his back arching as Levi
collected himself.
“Relax,” Levi said firmly, instincts again taking over as he asserted his
dominance and guided his mate against his chest. He tightened his embrace
around Eren’s body, showing his steadiness. The omega needed direction, needed
to feel his alpha was in control in order to truly feel safe and submit
properly. Levi kissed his neck and held him still, waiting until he felt him
calm and relaxed into him.
“There,” he murmured, satisfied that Eren had been soothed. It was incredible,
the way all of the awkwardness and uncertainty he’d felt throughout the week
had evaporated, leaving behind a confident, patient, compassionate young alpha
that knew just what to do now that he’d stopped second guessing himself; now
that he trusted his inclinations and committed to them.
Slowly, he began to lift the light omega in his lap on his cock, his thrusts
unhurried as he moved Eren languidly in his lap. This was best, to conserve his
mate’s energy. He could sate Eren’s need while still helping him to rest.
They’d have more time for frenzied fucking later. After all, it was their third
round of the night.
Levi pinched at Eren’s nipples and stroked his cock, turning his head to the
side to kiss his mate deeply as he drew squeaks of pleasure past his lips. He
was warm, wet and smooth, and their bodies moved together like silk on silk,
the bubbles and bathwater wrapped around them like a blanket.
It was Eren that came first, gasping and mewling as Levi held him steadily,
breathing sharp little breaths into his alpha’s mouth as Levi’s knot began to
swell inside him. Levi groaned, pressing his forehead against Eren’s and
locking lidded eyes with him as he unloaded once again inside him, his abs
tensing at the power of his own orgasm, even in such a quiet, relaxing state.
He brushed his nose along Eren’s and kissed him again, wetly and sloppily,
nipping at the omega’s lips and lathing his tongue over his pearly teeth. He
loved him, wanted to be one with him, consume him and need to him to feel
complete.
And he wanted Eren to need him just as desperately.
He wanted every warning he’d read to entangle them with each other, make his
little mate always come to him, depend on him, adore him like he adored Eren.
Levi splayed a hand over Eren’s belly, and his heart warmed when he felt the
omega’s smaller hand on top of his own, resting there like he was just as
hopeful that something magical could still happen.
He fell asleep there, knotted to his mate in the warmth of the tub, his head
resting on Levi’s shoulder and his hand over his alpha’s. Levi let him rest,
taking in the pure beauty of the boy he had fallen so madly in love with,
enjoying the serenity of the moment that neither of them would ever share with
another.
Eren didn’t wake when Levi warmed the cooling bath or after his knot went down
and he lifted him from the tub. The young alpha wrapped him up in an oversized
white towel and carried him into the bedroom as the sun began to rise outside
and cast a warm glow over the soundly sleeping bundle he held in his arms.
Levi climbed into the freshly made bed and removed the towel, tenderly
replacing it with a soft blanket to keep his mate warm and comfortable until he
was woken once again by the needs of his heat.
He curled up close to his omega, knowing that he’d be seeking out his scent
even in his sleep and would likely wake up rattled and frightened if Levi
wasn’t near. Indeed, the fear of abandonment was so pervasive it would likely
turn his dreams to nightmares before Eren could even consciously notice that
his mate was gone. Levi nuzzled his face into Eren’s hair, trying his best to
surround his omega in his own unique scent that his mate would associate with
safety and protection, his own rut-like pheromones sending the message to the
slumbering teen that he had a strong alpha there to take care of him.
And as Levi settled into sleep himself, his arms draped carefully around the
one constant he could now depend on for the rest of his life, he was certain
that taking care of Eren would always be his priority.
He’d never been entrusted with anything quite so precious, and he knew he never
would again.
Chapter End Notes
     I felt a lot better about this chapter than the last one, I hope you
     all enjoyed it!
     Thank you so much for sticking with my story <3
     I think I might be doing a vote of some sort for my readers to decide
     on a one shot for me to write as a thank you to everyone that has
     been following my stories. It's in honor of A Matter of Perspective
     (almost... so close...) hitting 3,000 kudos. When (hopefully!) I
     reach that milestone, I'm going to be putting up a post on my Tumblr
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     influence what one shot I write! It won't be limited to Ereri, so
     keep an eye out if you want to participate in it! I'll also put it
     under the tag "brite's writing" so it will be easier to find :)
     If you haven't read A Matter of Perspective, you can check it out
     here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/3330047/chapters/7280663
     Also, if you aren't on Tumblr, I finally have a Twitter. Feel free to
     follow me and Tweet with me about Ereri/anime/fics on there as well!
     It's @void_levi :D
     Thank you as always to @Britefairy03 for beta reading this for me,
     even after a long day of work. It's because of her that I'm able to
     post this chapter before I leave the house today. Thank you for being
     such an MVP <3
***** Chapter 18 *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Eren slept peacefully through the timid knock on Levi’s bedroom door.
It wasn’t until the alpha that was curled around his warm body began to growl
lowly that he stirred, instinctively pressing his back against his mate’s
rumbling chest at the indication of a threat.
“Um, Eren?” came the soft, nervous voice from the other side of the door. Even
through his haze, the petite omega recognized the sound of his best friend, and
he turned to face his alpha, nuzzling against his neck to soothe his nerves.
“Go away,” Levi gritted out, further tensing in spite of his mate burrowing
into him like it was the appropriate way to confront such a threat. If he had
to toss the blond into Mike’s arms like a pig-tailed football and order them
out of the house, he was prepared to do it.
“Stay,” Eren murmured against his prickling skin and Levi froze, narrowing his
eyes and backing up his body enough to look down at the sleepy, dazed teen
beside him.
“Are you serious?” Levi hissed, barely able to hide the offense he took at
Eren’s suggestion. He’d be damned if he was going to allow anyone else around
Eren – even another omega. They were mating and this was a time that was meant
to be alone. If he had to share Eren, even for a moment, he was liable to
completely lose his cool.
He instantly regretted his tone when Eren’s face crumpled, brown eyebrows
pressing together in dismay and his pink lower lip trembling like he was about
to burst into tears.
“But… I need you…” Eren all but whimpered, and Levi was suddenly aware of the
misunderstanding.
“Shit, Eren, no…” Levi rambled, quickly pulling his fragile mate into his arms
and embracing him tightly. “I thought you meant you wanted Armin to stay, I’m
sorry. I’m not going anywhere.”
Not even to kick the annoying freeloaders lurking outside the door out into the
street.
“Eren?” Armin called from the hallway, and Levi growled more loudly, tightening
his grip on Eren and clenching his teeth. “I’ll… I’ll go! I promise… okay? I
just… do you need anything? Do you want me to get you something? A shot… or
whatever… do you need something? I can go to the pharmacy and get a suppressant
shot…”
Levi was seeing red, prepared to fly at the other omega with more rage than he
could ever recall having felt. His mate was in heat, curled up so vulnerably in
his arms, and someone else dared to even suggest interfering. It was a deep
insult, like Armin was encouraging Eren to reject him, their mating, everything
that Levi was trying so desperately to create.
“Tell him no,” Eren said softly, nipping gently at the musky spot behind Levi’s
ear and pawing at his chest like a kitten. “Tell him I’m good.”
Levi paused to firmly kiss the top of the smaller teen’s head, sighing into his
hair to release some of his pent up frustration.
“He said he’s good, he doesn’t want anything, so leave,” Levi said sharply,
pulling the blankets up higher on Eren’s back. He shouldn’t have been woken up
before his body had insisted on another attempt at breeding. Armin’s
interruption had stolen precious recuperation time from his little love and
Levi didn’t appreciate it one bit.
“Okay… um…” Armin sputtered, still dancing outside the door. “I’m… gonna have
Mike bring me to practice then. If you change your mind… if you need anything…
just text me. I’ll... I’ll leave you alone…”
Levi could hear the reluctance in the other omega’s voice, and he was insulted.
“Tell Mike if he comes anywhere near this room I’ll fucking kill him,” Levi
snapped, noting the way Armin’s shadow jumped back and away from the door at
his biting tone and threat. It appeared to be enough to chase him away, the
omega’s footsteps getting softer as he ran down the stairs to Mike. Levi could
hear the muffled sounds of their voices as he cradled Eren close and rubbed his
jaw against his omega’s soft hair, only beginning to relax when he heard the
front door shut and the house fall silent.
“Eren… I’m sorry,” he murmured, nestling back into the bed with his beloved
mate. He knew that Eren wasn’t capable of dealing with any stress or conflict
during his heat and that he was much more emotionally delicate than either of
them was used to. He should have handled the confrontation with Armin better –
it all had simply gotten away from him so quickly, before he knew it he’d
nearly brought his mate to tears. “I didn’t mean to hurt you or scare you, him
being here… it just made me so angry.”
“I just don’t want you to go,” Eren admitted, his voice high like he was still
holding back tears.
“Go? To Armin?” Levi asked cautiously, prompting a slight nod from the boy
clinging to him. “Baby… no…” he insisted, gently pulling Eren’s face from his
neck and cupping his flushed cheek. “You’re all I want. Only you.” Of course it
made sense Eren would worry he’d leave him for another omega – he wasn’t much
capable of being rational in the state he was in. Being abandoned for a more
appealing mate was a fear Levi could relate to on a primal level. It had been
gnawing on his nerves all week.
“You’re mine, and I’m yours. You understand?” he asked, and Eren nodded slowly,
like he was trying to process the alpha’s promise and internalize the intent
behind it. “You’re my mate now. This is forever. You don’t need to be afraid
you’ll lose me to someone else.”
“You… wanted this…?” Eren asked again, and Levi nodded and leaned in to brush
his lips against his mate’s slick pair.
“Yes,” Levi affirmed, his breath hot against the little omega’s mouth. “A few
more days with you and I’d have been begging you to throw the pills out the
window and let me make you mine.”
Eren was quiet, his breaths short and erratic, and Levi tipped his head to
touch foreheads with his mate.
“I feel weird…” Eren confessed, fidgeting his hands against the young alpha’s
chest like he didn’t know what to do with them.
“It’s all right, I’ve got you,” Levi said smoothly, drawing the omega’s face
back into his neck and his thick scent that Eren had gone to seek out
instinctively at the first sign of stress. It would soothe his nerves, being
surrounded by the familiar scent of his very own mate, and Levi rubbed slow
circles on the omega’s back as his body began to relax. Eren needed to feel
safe and secure, to know his alpha was close and attentive. He needed to be
able to allow himself to be completely vulnerable and give into his heat.
“Try and get some more sleep,” Levi suggested, settling comfortably into his
pillow with his soft mate’s chest pressed against his own. It wouldn’t be long
before the ache inside of Eren would become so intense that he’d need the
relief only Levi could give him all over again. Now was the time to relax.
And Levi swore to himself that for the remainder of Eren’s heat, he wouldn’t
worry his beautiful mate again. If they were disturbed, he would stay calm and
hold himself together, though as he drifted off into sleep with his head
buzzing from his mate’s pheromones, that very threat seemed to disappear as if
it had never existed in the first place.
When Eren did finally wake up, needy and wanton, Levi made love to him gently
in the nest of their shared bed, keeping Eren comfortable and feeling
protected.
It would have been easy to go wild, prop him up with his pretty ass high in the
air and drive into him until he was a screaming, trembling wreck – but Levi
wanted so much more from this. He wanted Eren’s trust, devotion and an
unshakable bond, and on top of it all, he wanted them to conceive.
The desire to be slow and tender didn’t come from a webpage or health class,
but from Levi’s instincts and what he found himself believing was truth. If
there was any chance at all of Eren being bred, it would be when the omega felt
the safest, most loved and cared for. It was the right climate for them to
create something more, when there was warmth and every lingering kiss was a
promise that the young alpha would never go far or leave his mate and their
young behind.
And Levi came to love those pretty sighs that Eren made with his legs hooked
around his waist just as much as any throaty scream. They were beautiful, just
like his omega, soft and precious and only for him. Every coo and whimper
belonged to Levi, and he cherished those little sounds of pleasure, imprinted
them into his memory to remember forever. This was what love felt like – curled
around his very own angel and unshakable bliss even after each knotting. Silent
gestures of devotion that told the other everything they needed to know.
Levi was aware when Mike and Armin returned to the house; he could hear them
downstairs in the kitchen talking, eating and having drinks. He controlled
himself, too taken with his mate to worry himself with the pair downstairs that
seemed content now to leave them well enough alone, and instead of thundering
to the first floor and ordering them to leave, he instead peppered his half-
asleep mate’s fevered forehead with loving kisses to distract him from the
sounds. He wanted terribly to keep Eren in the pliant, peaceful state they’d
achieved over the afternoon. It was surely the ideal way for him to spend his
heat, and there was no doubt in Levi’s mind that if he kept up such an
environment for him, Eren would love him so much more once his heat had passed.
He became so focused on Eren and meeting his needs that he began to lose track
of time, of what was happening around them, of the entire rest of the world
outside his bedroom. It had become a haze of soft, sensual fucking, baths and
finger foods, barely coherent whispers that they both understood, napping and
dreaming of what they had and what it would surely become if Levi continued to
be the alpha that he knew Eren so desperately needed.
It blurred together, the nights and the mornings, but none of it mattered to
Levi. Eren was content, splaying himself out for him with each itch, offering
him his body to be bred and his neck to be marked. He was in heaven and by the
tiny mews and smiles Eren offered him he knew that his mate felt the same. And
he was proud of himself, of providing everything Eren needed to enjoy his heat
the way he should, without worry or fear and knowing he was in capable, loving
hands.
It was a shock when the front door slammed. Enough to yank Levi from the fog
like he’d been suddenly doused with ice water.
And it was when he heard the footsteps stomping up the stairs and shrill
screaming of a female voice that Levi realized Cindy and Kenny were home, and
she was pissed.
He had barely a moment to prepare himself, to figure out how to react and do
accordingly like he’d promised himself he would if faced again with a difficult
situation during the remainder of Eren’s heat. Cindy was pounding on Eren’s
bedroom door, yelling his name and demanding a response, and it would be only
seconds before she figured out exactly where the two of them were.
Eren startled awake and the sheer panic in his eyes just about broke Levi’s
heart right then.
He had only ever provided the illusion of safety. There were still threats, and
they had arrived. If Levi had been a proper alpha, he’d have brought Eren to a
private place for his heat. But, he had failed him, and the horror in the
omega’s glassy green eyes said it all.
“Eren where the hell are you? Answer me!” Cindy yelled, banging on the omega’s
bedroom door. “I know you weren’t at school today, I know you didn’t go to
practice all weekend, the house stinks so bad I can smell it!”
Levi sprung to his feet, grabbing a pair of basketball shorts and pulling them
on quickly and shooting Eren a worried look. The omega was naked and terrified,
clinging to the sheets like he wanted to disappear within them.
“I’m sorry,” Levi mouthed to him, staring at the door as Cindy’s footsteps
approached.
He didn’t know what to do.
“Levi, I know what you’ve done to him and you’ve got five seconds to open this
door!” Cindy threatened as another set of footsteps pounded up the stairs –
most likely Kenny’s.
Levi turned to look over his shoulder at his mate, and Eren had never looked as
small to him as he did then, cowering and shaking his head rapidly.
“No!” Levi shouted back without another thought, bracing himself for whatever
battle they’d endure before she’d leave them alone and allow Levi to pick up
the pieces. “I’m not opening the door!”
“You asshole, this is my house! Open the god damn door, Levi!” Cindy screamed,
emphasizing each word with a slam of her first into the door and making Eren
jump.
“I’m not opening it,” Levi said firmly, standing in front of Eren like he could
deflect all of Cindy’s rage. “He doesn’t want me to and you’re freaking him
out, just stop!”
“Of course he’s scared, you’re in there taking advantage of him!” Cindy
countered wildly. “He needs medical intervention you selfish little prick!”
“He doesn’t want it! Leave us alone!” Levi fought back, his anger toward Cindy
boiling over. He’d been pushed to his limit with all of her controlling
behavior, and he’d be damned if he was going to let her have her way and hurt
Eren in the process. “He already told Armin he didn’t want it! Just go the fuck
away and leave us alone!”
“Open the door now, Levi! Don’t make me have Kenny break it down!”
Levi’s eyes widened at the threat, and he dug his heels in, prepared to fight
off his own uncle to keep them both away from Eren. Kenny was older, but Levi’s
mate was in heat and needed his protection. There was no way that Kenny could
ever match his passion or fire.
“Cindy, just wait… calm down and think about what you’re saying…”
Levi blinked, cocking his head at the voice of his uncle.
“You want me to calm down?” Cindy snorted in disbelief. “Of course you do,
you’re all the same!”
“No! Would you just listen to me? They’ve already mated, Cindy!” Kenny snapped
back with frustration. “What good will it do to separate them now? You know
what it’ll do to them both, to Eren!”
“I know what letting him stay in there with that disgusting animal will do to
him, too!” Cindy snapped, and Levi balked at her hateful description.
At least now he knew how she really felt.
“They’ve mated; you need to let it run its course!” Kenny argued, standing up
for the pair, much to Levi’s continued surprise. “We can talk to them about
this when it’s over!”
“If you think I’m going to let Eren spend another minute in there getting taken
advantage like this, you can get the hell out of my house with your nephew and
not come back!”
Levi cringed, sick to his stomach at the mess he’d gotten his uncle into. All
along, he’d been trying to be cool about what he expected to be a shitty
situation so Kenny could finally be happy. He hadn’t wanted to fuck it all up
for him, but he had.
He had been really fucking selfish.
“I’m just trying to reason with you, Cindy! You expect me to pull them apart
right now? It’s a terrible idea!”
“Then I’ll call the police and have them do it!” Cindy said with a smugness and
finality that made Levi’s stomach turn.
He had somewhat prepared himself to fight off other alphas for Eren, but he
certainly hadn’t planned on getting arrested. What had he even done? Had sex
with his boyfriend?
“Cindy, please, it doesn’t need to go down like this…”
“Hello? Yes, I need officers at my home immediately. My nephew is in heat and
there’s an alpha violating him and I need him removed. He’s a minor, please…”
“Cindy, don’t do this…” Kenny pleaded with anger dripping from his voice. “He’s
not a bad kid.”
Levi staggered back to the bed, pulling Eren into his lap and wrapping his arms
around the small omega’s trembling body. His heart was beating out of his chest
and he was worked up into a full panic. What would he do? What if the cops
came? He wasn’t a rapist; he wasn’t a monster. Eren loved him and this was
something they had both wanted – he had made certain of it.
“Aunt Cindy, stop!” Eren wailed, looping his arms around Levi’s neck and
clinging to him tightly. He really was so delicate, and Levi was sick with fear
of what would become of him if he was pried away.
“Eren, I’m doing this for your own good!” Cindy barked arrogantly. “If he opens
the door now and leaves, it will be better for all of us.”
Levi stood, holding Eren and making his way to the bedroom window, desperate
for a way to get them both out of there quickly. There was no way down from the
second floor, especially not with the state Eren was in.
They were trapped.
He cupped the back of his crying mate’s head, trying like mad to come up with a
plan. He would gladly hide away in the woods, on the forest floor, covered in
dirt and filth if it meant he and Eren would be together.
“Don’t let them take me away,” Eren choked, and Levi tightened his grasp.
“I won’t, I promise I won’t…” he rasped, determined not to let his mate go. He
would fight them off, anyone that tried to get between them, he wouldn’t allow
Eren to go through the rest of his heat alone, abandoned, or even worse – at
the mercy of some other, opportunistic alpha that really would be taking
advantage.
“Don’t you care what you’re doing to him? You’re destroying him!” Levi yelled
toward the door, his anger toward Cindy palpable even with the walls between
them. “He needs me right now and you’re hurting him!”
“You’re the one that put him in this state!” Cindy shot back. “You knew exactly
what you were doing and what it would do to him! He can’t tell you no anymore,
you made him dependent on you and I’m going to fix that right now!”
“Fuck you, he wanted this!” He was tired of being accused of being manipulative
or shitty. Eren had made the decision to stop taking his suppressants before
Levi had even thought to ask him to or knew he was taking them in the first
place. “You’re so fucking wrong about everything! I didn’t force him to do
shit! We both wanted this and I’m not hurting him – you are!”
“Cindy,” Kenny interrupted, “would you just listen…”
“Don’t you dare talk to me that way in my own house! You’re a disrespectful
asshole and you’re out of here!”
The firm knock on the front door sent a rush of panic through Levi, and in an
instant he was scrambling, searching for another escape or way to hide away
until the entire thing could somehow blow over with the needy omega shaking in
his arms. There was nowhere to go, and Levi considered jumping out the second
story window and if he’d break his legs, if he’d be able to brace Eren from the
impact and run.
It was only a few short minutes later that there was a knock at his bedroom
door and the commanding voice of another alpha – one that registered as an
imminent threat and made Levi’s hair stand on end.
“This is the police, open the door.”
Levi cradled Eren against his chest, setting his jaw and preparing himself to
fight.
“Levi please… don’t let them do this…” Eren whispered against his bare skin
that was wet with the omega’s tears.
“I won’t… I won’t let anyone take you away from me…” Levi glanced back to the
door, tears of anger and guilt pricking at his own eyes. “I’m not opening it,”
he said with conviction, backing away toward the far wall of his bedroom. “I
didn’t force him to do anything and he’s really scared.”
“Ma’am, what do you want us to do?” Levi heard the officer ask Eren’s aunt
through the door. “I don’t think he’s going to open the door willingly with
your nephew in heat in there. Do you want us to break it down? Removing him
might cause some property damage, he’s not going to go easy…”
“Yes!” Cindy snapped. “Just do whatever you need to do to get him away from my
nephew!”
The door was kicked down suddenly, and Levi was in a terrible position, backed
against the wall and outnumbered by the two officers charging in at him. His
ability to fight off the two alpha’s was limited, what with the fragile omega
he was holding onto.
“Get away from us!” Levi growled, baring his teeth and thrashing against the
alphas that tried to overpower and subdue him. Eren was howling, sparkling
nails scratching Levi’s chest as one of the officers tried to pull him from the
young alpha’s arms.
“Stop it! Go away!” Eren bawled, fighting uselessly in the alpha tug-of-war.
“You’ll thank me for this later, Eren, just let go of him and let us help you!”
Cindy broke in, and Levi snapped his teeth at her, his eyes wild with rage.
He’d kill her. He’d rip her throat out and save Eren from all of this. He had
to; he had promised that he’d stay by his side, that all of this was forever.
He couldn’t abandon him now – he wouldn’t.
Levi fought against the officers wildly, paintings falling from the walls and
his desk and computer clattering to the floor as he twisted and snarled. But,
when one of the officers got behind him and locked his arm around Levi’s
throat, the young alpha’s world went hazy for just a moment – which was long
enough for the other officer to wrangle Eren from his arms.
“I’ve got him… I’ve got him,” the officer holding Eren said, tossing his naked
body back onto the bed like he was a ragdoll and darting behind Levi with the
other cop to cuff his wrists.
“No!” Levi screamed, whipping his body as best he could manage with officers
flanking him on each side in a frantic attempt to break free. “Let me go you
assholes! He needs me, I’m his mate, I can’t leave him like this!”
“C’mon buddy, you’re only making this worse,” one of the officers said as they
guided the frenzied young alpha from the room, leaving behind a wailing,
devastated omega. “This is why you wait until you’ve got your shit together
before you go messing around like this, can’t get kicked out of your own place,
you get me?”
Levi craned his neck, looking over his shoulder as he was dragged forcefully
from the room, his heart shattering at the broken expression on the face of the
boy he loved.
He was responsible for it. For all of this. He’d been an inadequate alpha; he
hadn’t provided what Eren had needed. He hadn’t had control of himself and
prepared for this properly.
The officers were right – he should have waited until he’d had that apartment
he’d been thinking about.
Eren had deserved for him to do everything right.
But, even if he had failed him, it didn’t mean he was going to stop fighting
for him or give up. Eren was his mate now, whether anyone else liked it or not,
and he wasn’t going to just walk away and let him go.
“Who cares that I don’t have my own place? You know what this will do to him,
you know it!” Levi snarled as he was pulled out the front door and to the lawn.
He only barely registered that another police car had arrived – back up – and
just how fucked he likely was.
“What’s going on here?” the tall, blond alpha asked, eyeing Levi critically.
“Domestic, possible rape,” one of the officers explained, and Levi jerked
wildly against their grip on his arms.
“That’s bullshit! I didn’t rape him; I’d never!” Levi screamed furiously, the
injustice of it all, of being accused of hurting the one he wanted nothing more
than to protect, crushing him in the worst way. “He’s my boyfriend! He wanted
to be my mate, he wanted all of this! Just ask him! Go ask him!”
The blond alpha lifted a thick eyebrow, analyzing Levi and his claims.
“So… he and the omega in question… they both live here?”
“It’s a blended family,” one of the officers explained. “Their guardians are
co-habituating, they’re not related.”
“I see,” the blond alpha said with a hum. “And they’re both underage?”
“Yes, sir.”
“So then, they were dating and the omega went into heat?”
“Yes!” Levi interrupted, turning wide, pleading eyes up to the new officer.
“He’s my boyfriend! This wasn’t like you think! I didn’t do anything to him! We
were both happy, we wanted this, I would never hurt him – that’s why you need
to let me go! I can’t leave him this way, it’ll destroy him! You have to
understand; don’t any of you have mates? What would you do if someone broke you
apart like this?”
The blond alpha looked over at the two on either side of Levi and sighed,
rubbing a hand across his broad forehead.
“I want to talk to the guardians. Put him in my car.”
“Yes, sir,” the officers agreed, dragging Levi toward the back of the police
car and forcing him inside.
Kenny was first to appear outside, talking to the tall blond and glancing over
at Levi repeatedly as the young alpha struggled against the handcuffs. His
uncle looked tired, defeated, but Levi could tell by his body language that
Kenny was trying to defend him and keep him out of serious trouble.
He immediately regretted what an asshole he’d been to him all week long.
Kenny had been trying to help, and he’d only seen it as a threat. Even now,
after all the shit he’d said and done, his uncle was still trying to save his
ass. And it would probably be at the expense of his own relationship.
Cindy appeared next, one hand on her hip and the other pointing angrily at
Levi. He could hear her screaming, telling the officers how Eren had
unexpectedly gone into heat while they’d been away on vacation and Levi had
taken advantage of it, forcing himself onto Eren and mating him while he was
too delirious with heat to give meaningful consent.
It enraged the young alpha as much as it hurt him.
It wasn’t what their relationship was at all. They cared about each other and
had decided to form this bond that was being forcibly severed by people that
didn’t understand.
What would happen if he was arrested? What if he had to sit in jail or even
worse, ended up in prison for a crime he didn’t even commit? If Eren was
pregnant, what would happen to him and to their baby?
Would he ever even see Eren again?
That question was answered not a moment later, when the heat-stricken omega
stumbled precariously into the yard, his face flushed and wet and only a sheet
covering his body.
Levi pressed his forehead against the window, tears falling down his cheeks at
the sight of his mate – at how strong he was and the power their bond had given
him. It was incredible that he’d been able to pull himself from the bed,
especially under the duress he was in, and make his way down the stairs and
outside to follow him – to fight for him.
“Let him go right now!” Eren screamed at the stunned adults standing around
him, the officers falling silent with shock at the omega’s determination to
follow his mate and his unexpected showing of physical strength to do so.
“Eren, go back to your room, you’re not decent!” Cindy scolded, and Eren spun
toward her, his eyes fiery with rage.
“No!” He yelled, wavering slightly until one of the officer’s stepped over to
gently grab his elbow and keep him from falling. “He hasn’t done anything wrong
and I’m not gonna let them take him away!”
“He took advantage of you,” Cindy snapped, waving an arm. “Have you seen your
neck?”
“Aunt Cindy, I love him!” Eren wailed with raw emotion, fat tears rolling down
his soft, rounded cheeks.
Levi jerked and pressed against the door, needing to hold his hurting mate so
badly that he could barely breathe.
“You only think you love him because of the heat, Eren! None of it’s real! He
doesn’t love you, he likes what he can get from you right now! In a week he’ll
move on to someone else and then where will you be?”
“That’s not true!” Eren cried, wobbling as the officer stabilizing him with a
hand on his shoulder and quietly looked over his shoulder at his superior.
“Levi loves me, too. This is real and we care about each other and we want to
be together. You don’t get to tell me how I feel or what I want! You can keep
me locked up in this house because I have no choice, but you don’t get to
control my heart! This is what I wanted, I wanted him to be my alpha, and
nothing you say is going to change that!”
“Do you even hear yourself? You’re sixteen years old, you don’t know what love
is!” Cindy scoffed. “He’s not going to hang around you forever, he’s just a
teenager that wants to have fun at your expense! That’s what they do, Eren,
this is what I’ve been warning you about!”
“Levi’s not that way, he’s not! You don’t know him like I do, you don’t even
know him at all! He understands me and what I need – something you’ve never
even tried to do!”
Eren stumbled, falling back against the officer that was helping him stand, and
the older male brushed a hand over his forehead.
“Sir, he’s burning up,” the cop said with what appeared to be sympathy, though
still it raised Levi’s hackles. Eren was still in heat, still needy for an
alpha’s touch, and Levi couldn’t help but fear that any one of the alpha’s
standing outside with his mate might succumb to their own carnal desires.
“Eren, just get back in the house! You shouldn’t be out here like this…”
“I’m not going back without Levi…” Eren snapped fiercely, tottering unsteadily
toward the police car with the officer trailing close behind him.
Levi pulled roughly against his restraints, wanting terribly to open the door
and embrace his mate, tell him how much he loved him and how proud he was of
him. And when Eren’s tiny hands fell upon the glass of his window, he ached
deeply for the beautiful omega’s touch.
He barely noticed the cop beside Eren turning to his superior with a
questioning look – he was too focused on the man’s hand on his mate’s shoulder
and the pain in Eren’s eyes as he looked in on him cuffed in the back of that
damn car.
“Let him in,” the blond said, holding a hand out to Cindy as she began to
sputter objections.
Levi’s heart leapt into his throat as the door was open and Eren was helped
inside, and the omega crawled immediately into his lap and pressed his hot,
tear stained face into his mate’s neck.
“There now,” the officer said quietly, giving Eren a short pat on the back
before pulling away. “Chief Smith is a good man; he’s going to get this
straightened out.”
The officer’s promise didn’t stop Eren from bursting into another round of
uncontrolled sobs, and the cop shut the door, giving the pair a modicum of
privacy and moment to reunite.
“Eren, I love you so much, I was so fucking worried about you,” Levi stammered,
shutting his eyes with frustration at his inability to embrace his traumatized
mate. “You can’t even know how proud I am of you for fighting your way down
here all on your own and standing up to them. You’re so fucking brave and
strong, Eren. Do you realize that? You shouldn’t have been able to walk this
far, but you did it. You did it for us.”
“I can’t… I can’t let them take you away…” Eren cried, his arms tight around
Levi’s neck. “I couldn’t let her put words in my mouth, let them think I don’t
love you.”
Levi kissed his sweaty hair, rubbing his cheek against the damp mess
possessively. Eren had so much heart, it gave him the strength to do the
impossible – to follow after him and stand up to four alphas and his aunt in
the middle of his first heat. He was amazing and had the most incredible spirit
Levi had ever been lucky enough to know.
And this boy was in love with him.
“I can’t arrest someone when they haven’t committed a crime,” Chief Smith
explained calmly to Cindy, who was throwing such a fit that the neighbors had
started to gather outside their homes and stare. “There is zero evidence of any
sort of assault – in fact, the opposite is true. Your nephew managed to come
all the way down here on his own to try and straighten out any
misunderstanding. I’d say that’s pretty strong proof that whatever has
transpired between these two has been consensual.”
“Then don’t arrest him, I just want him out of my house!” Cindy snapped,
glaring at the chief furiously. “This is my home and I do have the right to
have him removed!”
“I’m not arguing with that, and we’ve removed him,” Chief Smith said with a
slight gesture toward his car. “On the other hand, even though your nephew is a
minor, we have to act in his best interests. As far as I can see it, separating
them at this point would be detrimental to both of them.”
“I don’t see how you have any right making that call!” Cindy flamed, taking an
aggressive step toward the unmoving alpha. “You’re sympathizing with him
because you’re all alphas, but I’m Eren’s guardian! I want him back in the
house right now and I really don’t care what you do with the other one!”
“Ma’am we have the right to make this call because the welfare of minors in a
situation like this is our responsibility. I understand your position, but
separating him from his mate at this point is going to cause him extreme
emotional and psychological damage, probably permanent, and I can’t in good
conscience justify following through with what you’re suggesting. Frankly, you
can contest my decision, but I don’t know any judge in the county that would
disagree with me. There is precedent in matters like this where two minors are
involved, and the courts have ruled it in the best interest of both the alpha
and omega that they not be separated during the omega’s heat. It’s either you
let the two of them back into the home until the heat has passed, or other
arrangements will need to be made so they can be together outside the
residence.”
“I’m not letting him back into my house, not after what he’s done!”
The chief turned his attention to Kenny, leveling his eyes on the other
frustrated alpha. “Are there relatives they can stay with? Ones that will be
more… accommodating until this has passed?”
“No,” Kenny grumbled, passing a scowl in Cindy’s direction. “I could get them a
motel room. If that would be alright.”
“Eren’s not staying in a motel room, are you kidding me, Kenny?” Cindy balked,
flailing her arms in shock. “He’s sixteen!”
“Ma’am, unless you relent and allow the other boy back into the home
temporarily, that seems like it’s going to be the best solution.”
“So, I’m supposed to just get them a room and allow two teenagers to have sex…
and you’re going to tell me I have to go along with it?” Cindy asked in
disbelief.
“I’ll get them the room,” Kenny interjected, running a hand through his shaggy
hair and glancing over at the officers.
“These are court recognized special circumstances and its only temporary,” the
Chief explained calmly, keeping a firm eye on Cindy. “He is still under your
guardianship and will need to return to the home once his heat has ended. Since
he’s sixteen, it will be up to him whether he would like to start the process
of emancipation, and whether that’s granted will be up to a judge. You can try
to fight this, but I can tell you right now that you won’t get an injunction.
This isn’t the first time this has occurred between two minors and
unfortunately, it won’t be the last.”
“It’s only a few days, Cindy,” Kenny assured her with a pained look. “We’ll
figure out how we want to deal with it and we’ll talk to them both when their
heads have cleared.”
“He’s not having a baby, I’ll tell you that much,” Cindy snarled, turning back
toward the house and slamming the door behind her.
Eren flinched, and though Levi wasn’t sure if it was due to her words or the
loud noise, he growled protectively for his mate. Whether or not they had a
baby wasn’t her decision any more than she’d get to dictate if they were mates
to begin with.
Words were exchanged between Kenny and the officers, though Levi wasn’t able to
make out what was said over the sound of Eren weeping into his neck. The
tension seemed to disappear along with Cindy, and Kenny headed over to his
truck while the Chief opened up the back door of his car.
“Officer Dok will get these off you,” the Chief said with a nod to the cuffs,
and Levi shifted slightly to give the police officers easier access to them.
The moment they were removed, Levi’s arms were around Eren, pulling him close
and running his fingers up into his hair.
Eren was still crying, and with how awful Levi felt, he could only imagine the
terrible effect all of the stress had on his mate. He knew the severity of the
incident had disrupted the natural process of his heat, and he bowed his head
into Eren’s neck, fearing the worst.
“Hey, we’re going to get the two of you someplace where you don’t need to worry
about anymore interruptions,” the Chief assured them, hovering outside the open
back door. “I’m sure your aunt will come around after she gets over the initial
shock.”
Levi wasn’t sure if that was true, or if he’d even be able to be in the same
room with her after what he feared she’d already done. Would Eren be scarred
for life after this? Had the bond they’d formed been compromised? Was any small
chance of conception gone now that Eren was so rattled and upset?
The chief got into his car and began following behind Kenny, glancing back at
the pair through his rearview mirror. “You need to help him relax, he’ll make
himself sick if he keeps up this way.”
“I know that,” Levi snapped defensively, narrowing his eyes at the police
chief. He didn’t want or need another alpha telling him how to take care of
Eren. No matter how much of a failure he’d proven himself to be, he still
didn’t want anyone else stepping onto his responsibilities. “You should talk to
your men about how they threw him on my bed. They probably hurt him and who
knows what they might have fucked up. Like waiting a few more minutes to hear
the fucking truth would have killed them.”
“… I will,” the Chief agreed, watching Levi with interest. “You’re right,
there’s no reason to have handled him aggressively.”
“This is why I hate cops,” Levi muttered, kissing Eren’s neck tenderly, in
stark contrast from the way he was responding to the chief. “You’re like a
bunch of thugs in uniforms on the government payroll.”
The chief chuckled, wrinkles forming in the corners of his eyes. “You’ve got a
mouth on you. No wonder your uncle has a few gray hairs. Did you forget already
that this uniformed thug just backed you up?”
“Yeah, you’re a real fucking hero,” Levi grumbled, rocking Eren slightly in his
lap. He was quiet – too quiet – and his skin was far too hot to the touch. He’d
probably needed Levi’s attention an hour ago, and now the omega’s body was
likely confused with the sudden changes.
“When we get there, it’ll be just the two of us,” Levi whispered, drawing a
hand from his hair and down to the omega’s plush belly. He covered it
protectively with his palm and rubbed his thumb just beneath Eren’s navel.
“We’ll get in the bath and I’ll take care of you, I’ll help you feel better, I
promise.”
Eren nodded slightly, doing nothing more but breathing in Levi’s scent with his
eyes screwed shut, curling around the alpha’s hand like it was a life line.
“He’s anxious,” Chief Smith pointed out, turning to continue following Kenny
toward the highway and watching the way Levi tenderly stroked and guarded
Eren’s middle. “Keep your used towels and sheets in the room, it will help it
smell more like home.”
“I didn’t ask for your advice,” Levi spat, though until that moment he hadn’t
really considered that even being in a motel room would put additional stress
onto Eren. Back at home, the bed was thick with Levi’s scent, with their
combined scents, and they were in the relative privacy of a residence shared
with only two understanding friends that kept their distance. Now the room
would smell of strangers and chemicals and they’d hear people surrounding them
on all sides – people that would also hear them.
“I know this isn’t ideal,” the Chief continued, unaffected by Levi’s brash
remarks. “But, when you love each other, you’ll make it work. A lot of couples
don’t start off under the best circumstances, but with some effort… if you both
really want it, you can make it happen.”
Levi frowned, troubled and deeply worried about the situation he knew he was
responsible for.
He was the alpha, after all.
He was supposed to protect Eren and keep him safe and comfortable.
There was no question that he’d fallen miserably short of even the lowest
expectations.
It was hard to believe that Cindy would accept them back into the house with
open arms after this, or that Eren would be emotionally prepared to deal with
her in just a few short days.
“Levi,” the Chief said, interrupting the young alpha’s thoughts as he pulled
into the parking lot of a roadside motel. “A lot of people think that if you
don’t do everything a specific, ideal way, you can’t find happiness. But, I can
tell you from experience that sometimes you need to take big risks and be
prepared to lose everything in order to have what you want. Sometimes, love
can’t wait. And it might be hard for a while, but it doesn’t mean it won’t be
worth it.”
Levi swallowed, covering Eren as best he could with the sheet while Kenny went
to the main office to get them the keys to a room.
There hadn’t been a single moment when Levi had questioned whether being with
Eren was worth it.
It was, and he was prepared to lose everything else so long as it meant he
could hold onto him.
Chapter End Notes
     Ah the angst :X
     Thank you to BriteFairy03 for beta reading this for me!
End Notes
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