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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Shingeki_no_Kyojin_|_Attack_on_Titan
  Relationship:
      Levi/Eren_Yeager
  Character:
      Levi_(Shingeki_no_Kyojin), Eren_Yeager, Isabel_Magnolia, Farlan_Church,
      Erwin_Smith, Hange_Zoë, Jean_Kirstein, Mikasa_Ackerman, Mike_Zacharias,
      Keith_Shadis, Dot_Pixis, Petra_Ral, Grisha_Yeager
  Additional Tags:
      Underage_Drinking, college_party, Blowjobs, lipstick_kink, Face-Fucking,
      Eren_with_a_belly_button_piercing, belly_shots, all_the_boys_play_soccer,
      Cheerleader_Eren_Yeager, Alcohol_Abuse/Alcoholism, Bottom_Eren_Yeager,
      Eren_Is_a_Little_Shit, Eventual_Smut, Eventual_Romance, College_Student
      Levi_(Shingeki_no_Kyojin), Mikasa_Ackerman_&_Levi_Are_Related, Asshole
      Grisha_Yeager
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      Published: 2018-01-08 Updated: 2018-02-09 Chapters: 3/? Words: 7951
****** Kissing Strangers ******
by erenfuckinjaeger
Summary
     Eren sneaks out to a party with his best friend and his hookup
     becomes something a little more
Notes
     I wasn't gonna make this a fic and then, now i am and so here it is
***** Chapter 1 *****
Chapter Notes
     This fic is kinda like, self-indulgent meaning there won't be quick
     updates on it and I'll write when I feel like I wanna write it so
     don't expect much from it
Eren made sure that his father was asleep before getting ready. It was tedious
work, tiptoeing back and forth from the bathroom to his room. He was terrified
that with every creak the floor made under his feet, his father’s bedroom door
would fly open and the man would catch him.
He stared at himself in the mirror, adjusting the crop top he had managed to
save up for without his father knowing. It looked nice on him, the plain, white
color making his tan skin and bright eyes stand out. He wore ripped jeans,
fishnet leggings underneath, just low enough to show the belly button piercing
he’d been hiding from his father for months now.
Pulling on his shoes, he grabbed his phone and purse, pulling the strap over
his shoulders and grabbed a few makeup items to shove inside it before making
his way out.
Once he was outside, he shut and locked the door as quiet as he could, waiting
a few moments to see if he had woken his father and was relieved when he
didn’t. Isabel was waiting for him across the street, smiling at him a little
as he made his way over and slid into the passenger seat.
“Lookin’ good hot stuff.”
Eren rolled his eyes, pulling out a tube of lipstick from his bag and pulled
down the visor. “Are you excited?” He asked as Isabel started driving, glancing
over at his friend after he paused, smacking his lips together before applying
a little more.
Isabel was quiet for a moment, giving a lame shrug. “Not really, no.”
Eren let out an exasperated sigh. “Iz, you need to forget about Jean. He was an
asshole and deserved to be dumped.”
“Yeah, I know, but,” she made a face, chewing on her lip. “It’s still fourteen
months down the drain.”
They came to a stop at the light and Eren looked at his best friend. “Babe,
don’t worry,” he gave a reassuring smile, leaning over the middle console to
lay his cheek to her shoulder for a brief moment. “It’ll be okay. There will be
plenty of hot college guys at this party to take your mind off of Jean for at
least tonight.”
Once the house was in sight, it was a pain in the ass to find a decent place to
park and Eren practically jumped out of the car when they parked. He grabbed
Isabel’s arm, linking their elbows together, earning a smile before they made
their way towards the house.
There were people everywhere, inside and out and Eren could feel the bass from
the music from across the street. Red solo cups scattered the lawn, a few
couples here and there making out, some of the guys that were sitting in the
grass eyeing Eren and Isabel as they walked up to the front door.
“You already got eyes glued to you,” he nudged Isabel and she laughed.
“Sweetie, I think those eyes are glued to you.” She winked, tilting her head
towards a small group of guys that were blatantly staring.
Eren grinned, winking at them and blowing a kiss before pulling Isabel inside.
It wasn’t anything like any party they had been to before. This was supposed to
be the biggest party of the year; the first party of the school year was
usually the most impressive. They weren’t even in college, just starting their
senior year at high school, but that didn’t stop them from getting an early
start.
“Whoa,” Isabel grinned while they stood in the doorway. There were people
everywhere, doing everything that you could think of. It was as if they had
stepped into a cliche teen movie. People were grinding on each other, clothing
and streamers decorating the stair railing and the lights that hung above their
heads. More empty bottles and cups littered the floor and other surfaces, the
music blaringly loud and Eren wouldn’t have it any other way.
“C’mon!” He pulled Isabel over to the crowd of people and they pushed their way
through until they found the kitchen. There were a bunch of different colored
coolers and Eren reached into one and pulled out two random drinks.
Isabel raised an eyebrow but shrugged, opening it. She smelled it for a moment,
reading the label before clicking her bottle with Eren’s and they both took
swigs.
“Wow,” Eren giggled as he pulled the bottle away, licking his lips and coughed
a bit at the aftertaste.
“That’s… intense.” Isabel nodded and they grinned at each other.
A couple bottles later, Isabel and Eren were on the dancefloor, dancing with
random people, locking lips and letting hands roam a little under shirts and
over asses and thighs.
Kissing strangers was one of Eren’s favorite parts about going to parties, lip
locking with whoever he wanted for however long he wanted until he found
someone he liked the most. He’d come across plenty of awful kissers along with
some amazing kissers. Those ones Eren gave a little more time to let explore
his body, testing to see if the amazing kisses could be placed elsewhere on his
body.
Isabel nudged Eren in the side, earning his attention before directing his eyes
to the front door. There was a new group of guys that walked in, a lot of the
people around them stopping what they were doing so that they could stare and
cheer.
“They’re from the frat house,” a guy yelled in their ears. “Some of the most
popular guys on campus. The tall one is Erwin Smith, one with the glasses is
Hanji. Hanji isn’t a frat brother but they hang out there enough that they
might as well be one. Other blond is Farlan Church and the shortest one with
the fancy jacket is Levi Ackerman. Star soccer player.”
“Levi.” Eren tested the name on his tongue. It sounded just as hot as the man
looked. He was broad shouldered, Eren nearly having to hold onto Isabel as he
stripped off his jacket and tossed it on a hanger. His shirt clung to him
nicely, shaping out his toned chest in all the right ways and Eren simply
wanted to devour his mouth.
“God, I want to sit on his face.” Eren blurted out and Isabel laughed. “I’m
completely serious. New goal for the night. Get with him.” He jabbed a thumb in
Levi’s direction as he turned to Isabel. “And you, can get with the Farlan guy.
He seems like your type.”
Isabel around Eren’s shoulder, hiding back when the frat boys looked in their
direction.
“I don’t know, Eren,” she said loudly in his ear. “I just…” She paused, looking
around before grabbing his hand and pulled him to the kitchen where it was
significantly quieter and there were less people. Eren hopped up on one of the
empty counters, crossing one leg over the other and sipped at his drink.
“What? Don’t you want to have a little bit of fun tonight?”
“I am having fun,” she pouted. “I’m just… I’ve never been with any other guy
except for Jean.”
Eren sighed. “Izzy, honey, you don’t have to sleep with the guy. Just… flirt
him up a bit, maybe make out a few times or something.”
She opened her mouth to say something but stopped when someone else walked into
the kitchen. Eren could have laughed at the coincidence that Farlan walked in,
giving them smiles as he made his way over to one of the coolers.
“Hey.” He greeted Isabel with a bigger smile, his eyes lingering a little
before he turned to dig into the ice chest.
Eren kicked her in the arm, giving her a look and she gave him a face before
smiling at Farlan when he stood up.
“Uh, hi, I’m Isabel.” She stuck out her hand. Farlan looked surprised for a
moment before cradling the beers in one arm and shook her hand.
“It’s nice to meet you, Isabel. I’m Farlan.” There was a pause and he dropped
her hand. Eren could see the blush creeping up on her neck as he grinned at
her. “Well, I, uh, I hope I’ll see you around a little tonight?”
“Yeah!” She answered excitedly before clearing her throat awkwardly and shifted
on her feet. “I-I mean, yeah. Totally. Definitely. I hope I’ll see you around
too.”
Farlan chuckled, letting his eyes give her a small once over, lingering a
little more once again before he disappeared out of sight. Isabel stood there
for a moment before turning on her heels, grinning widely at Eren and squealed.
“See? What did I tell you?”
“Oh my God, he’s so hot.” She fanned herself with a hand and Eren laughed.
They made their way back out, new drinks in their hands. Eren couldn’t stop
thinking about Levi the whole night, swooning every time he saw the shorter man
walk past or look in his direction. He was lucky when Levi was in the same room
as him, leaning back against a wall with one hand in his pockets and the other
nursing a beer against his lips.
When Eren looked over again, Levi’s eyes were trained on him, watching with an
unreadable gaze that send a spark throughout Eren’s body. He made eye contact,
smiling innocently as he batted his eyelashes and moved as sensual as he could,
rolling his stomach and moving his hips in a way that kept Levi glued to him.
Eren bit his lip, running a hand through his hair and he caught the way Levi’s
tongue darted out to lick his own, eyes roaming hungrily up and down Eren’s
body appreciatively.
It wasn’t long until Eren caught wind of the fact that people were doing body
shots in the dining room and he grinned. He downed the rest of his drink,
Isabel following him as he tossed the bottle into the trash. On his way out,
Eren sent a wink Levi’s way, pleased to see that the man was still watching him
as he left.
“You’re going to let people drink alcohol off your body?” Isabel asked as they
entered the dining room, a concerned look on her face.
“Correction,” Eren held up a hand, watching the entryway and grinned when he
watched Levi casually walk in a few moments later. He found his friends,
nudging his way between Erwin and Farlan as if he didn’t want to seem
conspicuous. “I’m going to let him drink alcohol off my body.”
Isabel followed his eyes until she found the trio, Farlan and Erwin looking at
Levi before glancing over at the two of them. She quickly averted her gaze and
looked at Eren.
“Oh my god, you’re not serious.” Eren wasn’t listening at this point,
volunteering himself to lay on the table, crop top short enough that he didn’t
need to take it off. “Oh my god, he’s totally serious.”
There was a look on Levi’s face as if to say ‘that’s my cue’ and walked up to
the table. His tall blond friend followed suit, grinning at Eren as Levi
climbed up on the table, straddling his thighs. There was a smirk on his face,
one that sent a shiver down Eren’s spine and he bit his lip to keep in a whine.
Levi took his time letting his eyes take in every detail of Eren that was in
front of him. Eren noticed the way his eyes stayed on his belly button piercing
before smirking again and turned to his friend with a nod.
Eren grabbed the lime wedge, watching as Levi’s friend poured the tequila on
his stomach and over his belly button. He quickly placed it in his mouth to
hide any and all sounds that would escape as Levi kept eye contact as he sucked
the liquor up, his tongue moving expertly to lick his skin. He gave Eren a look
as his tongue flicked over his belly button sucking on his lightly and it took
everything Eren had in him not to roll his hips upwards.
Levi smirked, licking his lips and he crawled forward a little, hands on either
side of Eren’s head as he leaned down and sucked the lime out of Eren’s mouth,
their lips brushing. He grinned around the lime, spitting it out after a moment
before leaning back down to capture Eren’s lips in a heated kiss.
Eren arched into it, people cheering and clapping behind them. He couldn’t get
enough, a small sound leaving the back of his throat as Levi sucked on his
tongue. The other man pulled away, winking before climbing off the table,
leaving Eren to relish the feeling of their lips locking together.
He slid off the table, looking around for Isabel but to no avail. His eyebrows
pulled together, lips forming in a frown as he walked over to where he had left
her, looking around some more until he finally spotted her. She was in the
corner of the room, arms wrapped around Farlan’s neck and he pushed her against
the wall, lips hard at work as the molded together and Eren couldn’t help but
smile proudly.
“Your friend seems a little busy.” Eren jumped at the voice next to him, his
heart jumping when he noticed that it was Levi. “Why don’t you come hang with
me for a bit? Hm?”
“Wanna suck more limes out of my mouth or what?”
Levi chuckled, the sound low and deep and it made Eren weak at the knees.
“Let’s go dance a little. I’d rather it be me that you grind on instead of some
random, drunk asshole.”
Eren could argue but he didn’t have any time because Levi was already pulling
him towards the music, pulling him close by the waist. It didn’t take long for
him to get a little lost in the music, body expertly moving back against
Levi’s. He loved the feeling of Levi’s hands gripping his hips almost
possessively, his lips latching to the back of Eren’s neck as they moved
together.
The way they moved together should have been illegal, the sexual tension
building as they dry fucked on the dancefloor without a care in their minds.
Eren turned around, hands planting on Levi’s shoulders before smirking as he
slowly dropped his body down, hands trailing down Levi’s body sensually as he
kept eye contact. He turned around, popping his ass back up and trailed his
hands up his legs as he pressed back against Levi’s crotch and caught the way
Levi pressed his hips up against Eren.
He giggled when Levi grabbed his hand, pulling him out of the crowd and up the
stairs in a flash.
***** Chapter 2 *****
Chapter Summary
     Eren has a good time with his new friend in the bathroom
Eren was shoved into an empty bathroom, Levi pushing him up against the nearest
wall. He let out a shameless moan as Levi’s lips were back on his, tongue
pushing inside his mouth. Eren’s knees buckled a little when he felt a tongue
piercing scrape the roof of his mouth as Levi’s tongue explored and he reached
up to tug at Levi’s hair.
“God, you’re so fucking hot,” Levi growled against his jaw, teeth and lips
leaving a hot trail as he moved down Eren’s neck. “A fucking tease is what you
are.” Eren whined, hips grinding into Levi’s. He tried pulling Levi closer but
was unsuccessful when the other man pulled away completely.
Levi stared at him for a moment, thumb brushing over his bottom lip. “Your
lipstick is smeared.”
“That’s what happens from making out,” Eren replied breathlessly.
“Do you have more?”
The question made Eren pause, confused. “More? Like, do I have my lipstick with
me?”
“Yeah.”
“Uh…” Eren grabbed his purse that he had thrown on the floor in the heat of the
moment, digging around until he found what he was looking for. “What? Do you
want me to put more on?”
Levi nodded. “Exactly.”
There was a moment of silence that passed between them before Eren shrugged,
stepping away so that he was standing in front of the mirror. He could feel
Levi’s eyes on him, watching his every move carefully and they made eye contact
through the mirror.
“What’s your name?” He asked and Eren, raised an eyebrow, leaning a little over
the counter so he could be closer. He made an effort to stick out his ass a
little, giggling when Levi smacked it.
“Eren.” He winked at Levi through the mirror, holding up a hand before Levi got
a chance to speak. “I already know your name, Levi.” He purred his name, loving
the way it rolled off his tongue and he turned around, leaning against the
counter as he put the lid back on the lipstick.
Levi gawked for a moment, licking his lips before he pulled Eren closer to him
by the waist. “That’s a really nice color on you.”
Eren hummed. “I’m sure it would look better on you.” He leaned down, pressing
his lips to the side of Levi’s neck before pulling away, grinning as he had
successfully left a lipstick mark. The moan Levi let out was deep, rumbling in
his chest and Eren moved quicker, uncaring that the lipstick smeared a little
as he peppered his neck with more kisses and grazes of teeth.
“Shit, Eren,” Levi groaned as Eren slid his hands under Levi’s shirt.
“You have a lipstick kink I see,” Eren giggled when Levi nodded, words unable
to form. “Take your shirt off.” He pulled away to apply more lipstick, Levi
watching entranced as he pulled the shirt off slowly.
Eren smacked his lips, placing the tube down on the counter before pulling Levi
into a desperate kiss. Neither of them bothered hiding their sounds, moaning
and whining into each other’s mouths before Eren finally moved down to his
chest, smearing more kisses and lipstick on his toned muscles.
Levi leaned back against the wall, his breathing labored as he watched Eren
move down to his knees, fingers digging roughly into the back of Levi’s thighs
while he kissed and sucked at his stomach.
“That’s really fucking hot,” Levi murmured and Eren looked up through his
eyelashes. “This angle is fucking sinful.”
“Just wait until I get your cock in my mouth.”
Levi groaned, head tilting back while Eren sucked on the jut of his hip, hands
skillfully working to undo his belt buckle and the button of his jeans. It was
like he couldn’t get them pushed down fast enough, Eren pushing his face into
Levi’s clothed erection, taking in his scent as he mouth at him. He grinned
when Levi pushed into his face, hips stuttering a few times.
“Lipstick.” Levi ordered and Eren nodded. He turned to grab it from the counter
and when he looked back, Levi had pushed his boxers down out of the way to
reveal his cock. He stroked it lightly a few times, smirking down at Eren who
gaped openly at the size.
After applying another coat, Eren went to work on leaving more marks, smearing
more lipstick onto Levi’s thighs, making his way up to the base of Levi’s dick.
He loved the way the other groaned at the sight of him, Eren swatting his hand
away so that he could replace it with his mouth.
“Fuck, you look so pretty like that,” Levi praised him, hand carding through
Eren’s hair. “Your gorgeous mouth around my cock like that. Like it was made
for it.”
Eren whined, bobbing his head as he swirled his tongue a little, using one hand
to tug at Levi’s balls. He smirked a little when Levi let out a sharp hiss and
groaned when his hips bucked into his mouth. Levi paused for a moment, hand
tightening in Eren’s hair.
“Oh, you like that?” He asked, voice lower and gruff, bucking his hips again
into Eren’s mouth. “You like me fucking your mouth?” When Eren nodded, Levi
shifted a little, getting a tighter grip on Eren’s hair before moving faster as
he slid in and out of Eren’s mouth.
It was rough and desperate and just what Eren needed. It was everything Eren
had been wanting from tonight and more. He wouldn’t have changed anything he
had done tonight to get him to this point. Levi was grunting out praises, his
voice breathless as he fucked Eren’s mouth like his life depended on it and
Eren took it gladly.
But it wasn’t long before Eren wanted, needed more.
“Fuck me,” he said after Levi had pulled out of his mouth, giving them both a
moment to collect their breathing.
“Huh?”
“I want you to fuck me,” Eren repeated, hands trailing up and down Levi’s
thighs. 
Levi stared down at him for a moment before groaning to himself and his head
fell back, hitting against the wall.
“I don’t have any lube or condoms.”
Eren hadn’t felt so much disappointment before in his life. Here he was, ready
and willing to get a fucking of his life but the man whose dick Eren wanted the
most hadn’t brought any supplies to do so.
“What kind of frat boy doesn’t have lube or condoms with him at a college
party?” Eren snorted.
“The kind that isn’t exactly into drunken hook-ups.”
“Yeah, well you sure seem to be into this one,” Eren retorted, unable to help
but pout a little and he looked away.
“You’re the only exception I’ve ever made.” That took Eren by surprise and he
looked back up at Levi. There was a small blush on his cheeks and he coughed
into his hand awkwardly, refusing to look down at Eren. “You were just really
enticing and I couldn’t pass it up.”
Eren grinned proudly, Levi rolling his eyes but there was a look of amusement
on his face. A moment of silence passed by them, Levi’s fingers combing idly
through Eren’s hair until the latter spoke up with a new suggestion.
“You could fuck my thighs or something. They’re kinda sensitive so you’ll get
me off real quick.”
Not another moment was wasted as Levi pulled Eren up from his knees, bringing
him into a desperate and hot kiss. It was all tongue and teeth and Eren moaned
loudly against Levi’s tongue. He felt himself being pushed backwards until he
hit the bathroom counter. Levi’s hands were on his hips again, working at his
pants while he sucked on Eren’s neck.
“You’re just hitting all my kinks tonight,” Levi groaned gruffly into Eren’s
ear and flipped him around. He manhandled Eren with ease, pushing him down
against the counter and smacked his ass a couple times. He reached down,
fingers teasing Eren lightly and the boy whined. “This is a really nice angle
for you. I almost like it just as much as the one with you on your knees.”
Eren was sure he was going to burst at any moment if Levi didn’t move faster.
He whimpered as he felt something slide between his thighs, Levi’s hands
rubbing up and down his back and over his ass as if he was worshiping Eren’s
skin.
“Squeeze your thighs a little tighter, yeah, yeah just like that. Fuck.”
They moaned in unison at Levi’s first movement, Eren gripping the counter as
Levi snapped his hips against his ass. It was rough, the way Eren liked it and
he could feel his climax rising quickly due to the filthy words spilling from
Levi’s mouth while he tugged at Eren’s hair. The sound of skin slapping against
skin filling the small bathroom quickly, but it didn’t drown out the sound of
their moans.
Eren threw his head back when he felt Levi reach around, hand curling around
his dick to pump him in time with his thrusts. Everything was a mess, the
sensation of Levi’s hand pumping him and Levi’s dick sliding between his thighs
mixing together with the feeling of Levi pulling his hair and slapping his ass
every so often. It was enough to send Eren over the edge, calling out Levi’s
name like a mantra but he didn’t stop pushing back against Levi until he felt
the other stutter.
Levi came with a sharp gasp and he groaned Eren’s name a few times. Neither
moved for what seemed to be hours, a small whimper leaving Eren’s lips when
Levi pulled away. He didn’t register that Levi had cleaned them both up until
the older one was pulling Eren’s pants up for him, helping him buckle them
before fixing his own jeans.
“Wow.” Eren sighed and Levi nodded in agreement.
“That was… almost better than fucking you.”
A grin came to Eren’s face. “Well, we can’t know that for sure until it
happens.”
Levi didn’t say anything and Eren would be lying if he said he hadn’t been
expecting something.
“You’re a little minx,” Levi finally stated. “You know that?”
“I try.” Eren shrugged, smiling innocently.
“Also, if you wanted my number,” he pulled out a pen from his pocket and
grabbed Eren’s hand, scribbling something on it. “You coulda just asked.”
Without warning, Levi pulled Eren down for one last kiss, tongue flicking out
to lick at Eren’s bottom lip before he pulled away with a smug grin. “See you
around, Eren.”
Eren looked down at his hand, grinning in triumph to see Levi had scribbled his
name and number on his hand. It had been awhile since being so successful at
getting a hot guy’s number and here Eren was, standing in a bathroom, very
pleasantly satisfied with a hot guy’s number on his hand.
He gave himself a few moments to collect himself before checking the time on
his phone.
1:34am.
“Fuck,” Eren cursed and made his way out of the bathroom to try and hunt down
Isabel. Thankfully, it wasn’t that hard as they ran into each other after Eren
turned the corner once headed downstairs. Isabel stumbled for a few moments,
mouth open and ready to curse someone out before realizing that it was Eren.
She pulled him into a hug, Eren patting her back in reassurance.
“Where have you been?” She asked, a frown on her face as he placed her hands on
her hips.
“Busy.”

Isabel smirked. “With your smeared lipstick, I’d have to say that you’re the
reason that Levi is covered in lipstick himself?”
Eren grinned. “Guilty as charged.”
“C’mon, we should get going before your dad realizes that you’re gone.”
She was right, as much as Eren didn’t want to leave. Eren sighed, following her
as they weaved through the house and unfortunately ran into Levi and Farlan on
their way out. Farlan gave a little wink to Isabel, taking her arm to lead her
out the door and Eren stood awkwardly, unsure what to do with Levi standing in
front of him.
“Leaving so soon?”
He looked up, seeing Levi gesture for them to walk outside. A little smile came
to his face, gladly following the other outside as they trailed behind Isabel
and Farlan while walking to Isabel’s car.
“Yeah, my dad would kill me if he found out that I was here.”
“Or wearing that,” Levi retorted, giving Eren a smirk. Eren snorted and he
could see Levi grin a little at the sound. They stopped walking a few feet away
from the car, standing on the sidewalk under a street light.
“Thanks,” Eren blurted and Levi raised an eyebrow. “For tonight, I mean. It was
the most fun I’ve had in a very long time.”
The corners of Levi’s mouth twitched up a bit and he let out an airy laugh.
“You know, I could say the same.” He paused for a moment before speaking up
again and stepped closer to Eren. “But, if you ever need a good time, you know
how to reach me.” Without warning, he grabbed Eren’s arm, spinning him around
and pulling him down into a dip for a heated kiss.
Eren was back on his feet before he had time to process it. Levi and Farlan
already waving and walking away. A smug grin came to his face and he looked
down at his hand once again to look over the number Levi had left him in the
bathroom.
It was going to be a good year.
***** Chapter 3 *****
Chapter Summary
     Eren finally gets to see Levi again but under different circumstances
It had been two weeks.
Two long, boring, and unfortunately Levi-free weeks for Eren.
They texted back and forth, as much as Levi would allow. Eren knew the older
boy was probably busy with his friends, classes, soccer practice and the most
popular thought that Eren hated; Levi was probably more busy with someone else
he took more interest in. It always put Eren in a sour mood whenever it popped
into his head. Isabel noticed every time and never failed to mention it.
“You’re way too hung up on him for it just being a casual hookup,” Isabel
commented one morning. “More so today just because of the dumb field trip that
we’re taking.”
She was right. The soccer team and the cheerleaders were going on a field trip
to the nearby university to watch the practices of both teams. They’d split
apart, cheerleaders with cheerleaders and the soccer team scrimmaging with the
college team. Eren was torn in half. He wanted to see Levi again but that meant
he’d have to go with the soccer team but he wanted to stick with Isabel the
whole day so he would need to travel with the cheerleading team.
It wasn’t until one day after school during his junior year; he had been
covered in bruises that day and wanted to try out for the cheerleading team but
knew that he couldn’t simply because of the fact that his father wouldn’t have
it. He was too much of a close-minded drunk to even consider the possibility
that his son could be on the cheerleading team.
Ms. Ral, the cheerleading coach, had found him in the hallway, taking him to
the principal’s office after noticing the bruises on his skin. He explained
everything to them, wanting to be on both teams but not having the choice. He
explained that his dad wouldn’t let him be a cheerleader and lied about the
bruises and where he had gotten them from even if the adults didn’t believe
him.
Eren had gotten extremely lucky that day. Seeing that he was a good student,
got good grades and didn’t cause any issues, they said they could work
something out for him to do both. It was a once in a lifetime opportunity for
him to split it down the middle. It wasn’t that he hated soccer, he loved the
game, loved the rush of playing it but being forced to play took his love away
from it.
The players on the soccer team didn’t seem too pleased that he had joined the
team after-all, especially Jean which only fueled Eren to be on the team even
more out of spite. On the other hand, the girls on the cheerleading team were
more than happy to welcome him. He couldn’t be more lucky that his best friend
was the captain either.
The more he was put into games, the less beatings Eren got and life seemed to
be looking up slowly but surely.
“Yeah well you’re just as hung up on Farlan so don’t even start,” Eren said
bitterly as they boarded the bus. He watched as Isabel’s cheeks flared up a
bright red and he smiled smugly.
“Oh my god.” Eren looked up from his phone as Isabel stared at the front of the
bus, watching as Mikasa boarded the bus right after Jean did. They had noticed
that there were a few other students that came on the bus too, Isabel
mentioning that she recognized them from the girls soccer team or the JV boys
soccer team.
She looked over at Eren, faking a conversation as the other girl passed them
before finding a seat a few away from them. Isabel looked both pissed and
upset, a combination that was never safe with this girl. He smiled at her
softly, squeezing her hand.
“What is she doing here?” she asked, her bottom lip sticking out in a pout
while she slumped down in her seat. Her arms crossed over her chest and she
avoided looking at Eren.
“Probably a filler because someone couldn’t come on the trip due to grades.”
“Yeah but still, ugh.” Isabel kicked the seat in front of her in frustration.
“Maybe you’ll see Farlan again,” Eren suggested with a small smirk. He watched
as her face went red and she grumbled something under her breath.
Just the thought of being able to see Levi made Eren extra excited for the day.
He barely listened to Isabel grumble and pout about Mikasa being on the bus
with them and wishing that she would be pushed off the bus. Levi preoccupied
his thoughts and he stared out of the window in a dreamy manner.
“You're really hooked on this guy,” Isabel spoke up and nudged him.
“How can I  not  be? You saw him.”
“Yeah he's attractive but is he good for you? He probably doesn't even know
that you're a high schooler.”
Eren slumped in his seat. She had a point. He knew that Levi wouldn't be
interested in him the moment he found out Eren wasn't of age. But Levi had
completely rocked his whole world. Levi changed everything for him like how
thought of himself.
He was buzzing and ready to fly out the window when they arrived to the campus.
They were even going to eat lunch with the college students too. Eren could
hardly wait. Isabel laughed at him, mocking his excitement a little but only
until he brought up the fact of her babbling on and on about Farlan.
He noticed one of Jean's buddies leaning closer in the seat behind them to
listen in, occasionally leaning back in his seat to tell something to Jean.
“Okay!” Ms. Ral clapped her hands together, standing at the front of the bus.
“Listen up! Soccer teams, whichever one you may be apart of, are traveling with
Coach Shadis and Coach Mike! My girls will be with myself and Coach Riko. We'll
do roll call, count heads and then off to the campus we go!”
Everyone cheered and clapped at that. At least Eren wasn't the only one excited
about it.
He said his goodbyes to Isabel, making a dramatic scene of how dearly he would
miss her and the other girls. Of course they group hugged him, Eren being the
only boy they'd ever done it to. No matter how many of the girls fawned over
Jean, they vowed to never touch him because of Isabel and no since their
breakup, even more so.
“Jaeger!” Coach Shadis yelled. “Let go of ya’ girlfriend and let's go!”
Some of the girls laughed, teasing Isabel despite them all knowing that Eren
was gay. Some of the boys who didn't like Eren made snarky remarks but Eren
didn't let them get to him. He walked beside Coach Mike, a student teacher who
was attending the university that they were visiting. He came from the soccer
team they were about to see and there was nothing but butterflies in Eren's
stomach.
The sound of a whistle blowing repeatedly made his head snap to attention.
“Ah yes, Coach Shadis’ infamous whistle,” Mike said with a sigh. “I haven't
seen this man in a while.”
Eren raised an eyebrow. “Are you excited to see your team?”
“Just as excited as you seem to me.” He smiled at Eren. “I've never seen you so
excited for something. This will be good for you I think. You'll get to meet
someone in the same position from you.”
Eren's stomach flipped.
“What's his name?”
Mike opened his mouth but was stopped when they reached the field. Eren watched
as they ran drills, eyes immediately falling on a familiar body as he kicked a
soccer ball through the goal.
“Mike! My boy,” an old man called and everyone stopped, looking over at them.
The team paused, catching their breaths and Eren ducked his head in case Levi
would see him. A bald man made his way over to Mike, shaking his hand in a firm
shake. “I've been looking forward to this day, to see what kind of coach you'd
turn to be.”
“A hardass,” Jean commented, earning snickers and snorts from the other high
schoolers.
The man gave a laugh, clapping his hand on Mike's arm. He blew his whistle,
waving the college boys in to the edge of the field.
Eren stood by Mikasa, Jean too busy with his best friend Connie to care that
Eren was by his new girlfriend. She smiled at him, giving him a little nudge.
He rolled his eyes but smiled back, shoving his hands into his sweatshirt
pocket.
He hardly listened as Shadis introduced the bald man, them sharing a few jokes
between each other. Eren was too focused on staring at Levi, admiring his
jawline and the way his shirt clung to his muscles in all the right ways. He
was even hotter somehow, covered in sweat, his chest heaving to try and catch
his breath.
An elbow to his side made him jump.
“Who are you staring at?” Mikasa whispered.
“Huh?”
“Who are you staring at?” she asked again, a grin on her face. “You got that
dreamy look on your face.”
“Ackerman! Jaeger!”
They snapped their heads forward at the call of their names. Eren's heart
thumped loudly in his chest and he was scared someone else might hear it.
“Sorry, sir,” Mikasa apologized for them.
“Ackerman?” The bald man who was referred to as Pixis spoke. “Levi do you have
a sister?”
“Uh, yeah, that is my sister, actually.”
“Levi is your brother?” Eren asked when the attention was pulled away from them
and onto stretching.
“Unfortunately,” she said with a sigh, stretching her arm across her chest.
“Now you know why I play soccer.”
“Because he does?”
“Well,” she paused and rolled her shoulders. “Because he's so amazing,” she
rolled her eyes, “our parents made me play too to follow in his footsteps.”
Eren looked over at Levi to see him looking in Eren's direction. Their eyes met
and Eren felt the same spark he did the first time they met. It set a fire in
his gut and his chest constricted for a moment. He smiled innocently, bending
down to touch his toes and looked up to see Levi still watching him.
“What a shame,” Eren commented half heartedly and he heard Mikasa respond but
didn't listen enough to care what she said.
Their warm up was a couple laps around the track and Eren smiled. He loved
running, he was a fast runner, one of the fastest on the team. Jean hated it.
He never liked being second best and when Eren joined the team, their
relationship went sour.
Instead of running in front like he usually did, he decided to jog towards the
back. Mikasa joined him, earning a strange look from Jean.
“Not gonna run next to your boyfriend?” Eren asked as they began.
“Levi doesn't know.”
Eren laughed, almost tripping. “Why not?”
“You haven't met my brother.”
Oh if only that were true , Eren thought to himself.
“No but I'd love to meet him,” he commented with a grin. She grimaced and he
laughed again. They ran in silence together, the only sound being their
footsteps as they ran along the track. Mikasa’s breathing became heavy around
the second curve as they were finishing up their first lap but Eren felt fine.
Jean slowed a bit until he was running with the other two, giving Eren a nod
and avoiding Levi's look of curiosity. Without word, Mikasa gave Eren a signal
saying he was free to run on his own and he took off.
The next thing he knew he was in front of the group, his lungs burning as he
tried to suck in deep breaths. His legs felt strained but it was nothing new.
He loved the feeling, the burn; he loved the sensation of being free. That's
what running was to him. Freedom.
There were the sound of footsteps running up behind him and he almost tripped
when he saw Levi next to him. Thankfully, there wasn’t anything said between
the two and Eren tried not to brush against the other boy as they ran next to
each other. He couldn’t help but steal little glances at Levi, admiring the
sharp cut of his jaw and beautiful pale skin. It made memories come rushing
back to Eren’s brain and he had a hard time not popping a boner in the middle
of their warm-up.
Everyone caught up to them, Eren’s chest heaving and his heart pounding against
his ribcage. He smiled at Levi, he couldn’t help it. He was so far gone for
Levi and they had only hooked up once. Only had a one night stand. Isabel was
right. Levi had him hook, line, and sinker.
“You’re pretty fast, kid,” Levi noted, his own chest heaving as he struggled
for breath. His voice was hoarse and Eren bit back the whining sound that
wanted to escape from his throat when he heard it. Levi sounded the same way
after Eren had sucked the life out of him through his dick.
A proud and smug smile came to Eren’s face. He gave a little shrug in
acknowledgement. “That’s not the only thing I’m fast at.” He finished with a
wink and walked away, feeling Levi’s eyes watching him as he did.
They were broken up into small groups, doing different drills and getting to
work one on one with the college students. As much fun as Eren was having
teasing Levi with his flirty looks, he missed having Isabel there with him.
Farlan was part of the team too, giving Eren a weird look simply from
recognizing him and looking around as if he was waiting to see if Isabel would
appear somewhere.
“Why don’t we do a little scrimaging?” Pixis asked the teams.
“Why don’t our team captains choose teams,” Shadis suggested. “Kirshtein,
you’re up.”
Jean gave a nod and walked to the front of the group, Eren surprised when he
noticed Levi following him until he stopped next to Jean. He folded his arms
over his chest and Eren tried not to swoon at the sight of his muscles flexing.
It was almost as if he was doing it on purpose, in fact, Eren knew that he was
because there was a smirk that came to Levi’s lips when he noticed Eren’s
staring.
They picked slowly, Eren not surprised that he was one of the last ones to be
picked. It was always like that.
“Eren,” Jean said. “Get over here.”
Eren groaned internally, trudging his way over to Jean’s side. He wished he
could be on Levi’s team, with someone who could actually appreciate what he’s
good at and not shove him to the side in fear of being bested.
He hardly touched the ball, Jean hogging it and passing it to someone who
wasn’t the striker, which was Eren. Eren always played either a forward or a
striker with Jean and of course it worked nicely during actual games but during
practices, Jean always acted as though Eren didn’t even exist, like he wasn’t
on the field and apart of the team like everyone else. He’d grown used to it at
this point.
“Jaeger!” Jean called to him and he looked up, watching as he kicked the ball
to him. Eren stared at it stupidly before running with it. Players from the
other team came after him and he dodged them, weaving the ball between his feet
skillfully. He neared the goal on the other side of the field and when he
looked up, Levi was on his way over to him, sprinting at full speed. They
danced back and forth a little as Eren tried keeping the ball from him.
Levi cursed under his breath when Eren dodged with a full turn, kicking the
ball out from under Levi’s nose and he kicked it towards the goal. Eren smiled
widely when it hit the next, flying over the goalie's head. He grinned at Levi,
his face unreadable as he stared at the net and then at Eren. Coach Mike was
clapping, Pixis and Shadis laughing at Levi’s surprise of being beaten by a
high schooler.
The game went on, Eren scoring more goals until it was over and they had won.
His team clapped him on the back for scoring goals, even Jean telling him that
he did a good job. Mikasa smiled at him, sharing her water bottle with him.
“Jaeger!” Shadis called for Eren and he jogged over.
“Yes, sir?”
“You’re good,” Pixis said, taking Eren by surprise. Mike squeezed his shoulder.
“I’ve never seen someone best Levi like the way you did. His pride is a bit
hurt.”
Levi rolled his eyes a little but the look in his eyes made Eren shiver. He
missed those hungry eyes watching him and he would do anything to get Levi
alone again.
They were dismissed to lunch, Eren running over to Isabel the second he saw her
and tackled her with a hug. She laughed, patting his back before pushing him
away because of the fact that he was gross and sweaty from their scrimmaging.
She babbled on about how amazing the college students were, how pretty they
were and that when she and Eren applied to this college together that they
should look into getting a room together since there were some co-ed dorms.
She froze when she saw Farlan, almost squealing in Eren’s ear as she squeezed
his hand.
“Seems like you’re having a good time,” Eren laughed and she grinned happily.
“I saw Levi too and  God  he’s just has hot as when I last saw him like two
weeks ago. He’s so fit and firm and I still want to sit on his face.”
“He’d probably let you,” she commented easily with the wave of her hand.
They found a spot in the grass to eat, a couple of the college girls joining
them. They were nice, happy to meet Eren. He excused himself to the bathroom
once he noticed that was where Levi was headed. He tried not to run to the
bathroom in excitement, in hopes that it was empty and it would just be the two
of them.
He entered slowly, looking around to see if there was anyone else in the
bathroom.
“You didn’t tell me you were in high school,” Levi spoke up, spooking Eren and
making him jump.
“I… yeah,” Eren admitted shamefully. “I’m sorry. I should have but like, you’re
really hot and I thought we had some sort of connection.” He didn’t look up,
staring down at his hands as he fiddled with this fingers. He hoped that Levi
didn’t hate him now. He wasn’t sure what he would do if Levi didn’t like him
anymore.
Instead of saying anything, Levi walked forward and grabbed Eren’s chin between
his thumb and index finger, pulling him down into a much needed kiss. It didn’t
take very long for Eren to reciprocate the kiss, pushing back just as eagerly
as Levi did. Eren was backed up until his back hit the wall and he whined
against Levi’s lips.
“We really shouldn’t be doing this but I couldn’t help it,” Levi said lowly
into Eren’s ear. “You’re all I could think about for two weeks.”
“Good,” Eren replied breathlessly. “Let’s keep it that way.”
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