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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
  Additional Tags:
      Dry_Humping, Plot_What_Plot/Porn_Without_Plot, Huddling_For_Warmth,
      Masturbation, Underage_-_Freeform, Some_Humor
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-07-20 Completed: 2014-09-21 Chapters: 2/2 Words: 4903
****** Biting Cold ******
by Pink_Panda_(Ejacyeolation)
Summary
     Eren makes a ridiculous suggestion (that isn't really that
     ridiculous) to keep Levi warm, and other things ensue.
***** Biting cold *****
Chapter Notes
     This is literally 1000 words of porn in the form of dry humping. I
     don't know if someone's already written something like this, but if
     yes then tough luck for me, I guess.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
He stared down at Eren, dared him to repeat what he just said.
"Captain, I really think that it would work."
Levi narrowed his eyes. If he was being fair, the offer was perfectly logical
and would indeed help their situation. The idea of sleeping with Eren Jaeger
was a lot more appealing than the chances of him freezing his balls off.
He took in a deep breath and exhaled through his nose.
"Scoot over."
"Sir?"
"Really, Eren? You're the one who suggested this in the first place," Levi
snapped. He started to clamber on top of the bed, fitting himself under the
thin sheets. "Isn't this comfortable."
Long arms hovered over him and Levi snapped his head so fast to look at Eren
that the latter almost jumped in place. "What the fuck do you think you're
going to do?"
"Trying to keep you warm, sir?"
Levi gritted his teeth. Eren placed his –long ass– arms around him and pulled
him closer.
"Is this okay, Captain?"
Levi wanted to yell at the soldier, to point out that he didn't have much of a
choice, but Eren's abnormally hot body –both literally and figuratively– was
quickly proving to be quite helpful, so he hummed out his response.
"I'm glad I could be useful to you, Captain Levi."
"Eren?"
"Sir?"
"Shut up."
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Levi was drifting off, already half asleep. He rolled on his side, facing away
from Eren, and subconsciously scooted closer to the warm body.
Eren was so warm, his arms wrapped tightly around Levi, that Levi couldn't help
but want to get even closer. He was about to roll again to face the boy, pride
be damned, when he felt something poking him.
Well, there goes any trace of sleepiness.
"Eren, I really appreciate your warmth but I don't think I can say the same for
your crotch if that's your dick pressing up against me."
Eren really jumped this time. "Shit, shit. Sorry— I thought you were
asleep— shit."
Levi turned, facing him, and he almost laughed at the reddening of the boy's
face and the comical widening of his eyes. "I don't really appreciate the
thought that you think it's okay for your dick to harden and poke my ass just
because I'm sleeping."
"What? No, shit. Sorry, it's just… you were moving around too much… it kept
rubbing against you… I'm so sorry, sir."
Levi would have rolled his eyes if he wasn't already feeling the biting cold
again. "Do you think that thing of yours can settle down soon?"
"Yes, please just give me a minute."
Levi waited, risking a glance down to check in between them, which wasn't
really needed. Eren's dick was now pressing up against his thigh.
"Sir, sorry, but I don't think I'll be able to calm it down if you keep staring
at me like that," Eren said, his voice small. There was an even darker dusting
of red on his face now, reaching his neck and his ears.
Goddammit. "Eren, please don't tell me you're attracted to me and that you
can't calm it down because of me."
Eren visibly gulped. "That seems to be the problem, sir."
"You have to be fucking with me," Levi deadpanned.
"That doesn't really help the situation, Captain."
Levi groaned. He was feeling the unpleasant coldness of the winter season on
his back, and he wasn't pleased.
Goddamn Erwin and his stupid expedition and this sorry excuse of an inn.
He could ask Eren to leave and take care of it, but then he'd have to stay in
the bed alone, without his human heater, and that wasn't something he wanted to
risk.
"Fine," he finally said. He reached out a hand and, without warning, touched
the bulge on Eren's pants.
"S-sir?!"
"Jesus, don't shout. If you haven't noticed yet, these walls are thinner than
your underwear, and Hanji's just next door so if you don't want her barging in
here while I take care of your pathetic erection then shut the fuck up for a
minute."
Eren looked stunned, but Levi wasn't waiting for him to get over his shock. He
palmed Eren through his pants, effectively eliciting a hiss from the brunet.
Levi clicked his tongue, warning him.
"At least have the decency to finish quick, because it's fucking cold."
Eren nodded, eyes already turning hazy and half hooded. He inched forward,
forehead touching Levi's and hands resting on Levi's hips. Although Levi
appreciated the gesture, for the warmth, it felt oddly intimate to him.
Eren's breathing started to come out in heavy pants for air, hot and moist on
Levi's face. He contemplated pulling out Eren's dick out of his pants, to get
it over with sooner, but the mess that would follow stopped him.
"C-captain, I—," he was saying, but Levi cut him off.
"I'm helping you jack off, Jaeger. You can drop the formalities."
Shit, bad move. He just gave the brat a chance to call him—"Levi", a
moan,"Harder. Please."
Well, fuck.
When Levi didn't answer, nor change the pressure on Eren's clothed member,
green eyes looked at him. Eren stared at him and questioned him with those
stupidly green big eyes (is everything about this kid big?) and then a curious
look passed his face. Then he looked down between them.
"Levi, do you want help with that?"
Said man looked down, not really that surprised to see the growing strain in
his pants. Also, was that amusement he heard in Eren's voice? "Fuck."
Eren reached out a hand and he barely stopped when Levi fixed him with a glare.
"Just... returning the favor, sir."
His hand, although slightly hindered by the clothes, was hot on Levi, as was
his length on Levi's palm. His movements were slightly clumsy, bent on trying
to bring pleasure to his captain and Levi almost found it endearing.
"Get on top of me and move your hips," Levi ordered, his voice sounding low
even to him. Thankfully, Eren complied without saying anything, hastily
climbing on top of him and straddling him. Eren placed his crotch on Levi's and
gave a tentative thrust.
"Like this, sir?" he asked while moving back and forth on Levi. His back
arched, upper body moving away from the man below him.
"Shit, get down here and stay close to me."
Eren followed Levi's order, swooping down and fixing his face in the crevice
between Levi's neck and shoulder. He placed a hesitant kiss on Levi's pulse
point, the movements of his hips slowing.
"Don't bite or leave any marks on me, brat."
Eren nodded, picking up his hips and grounding down harder on Levi as he placed
fluttering kisses all over the older man's neck. If Levi's was ticklish, he
would be laughing. Eren moved upwards, his kisses now trailing along Levi's
jaw, and then something wet touched his ear, licking him.
He didn't get the chance to complain about it being disgusting, because Eren
pulled back and stared at Levi. Well, at his lips, particularly. He sighed,
before gently threading his fingers through Eren's –surprisingly– soft locks,
tugging him down as a sign that he was permitting it.
The kiss was almost funny, with Eren just pressing his lips down on Levi's,
obviously unsure of what to do next. When he started to move his lips, the
older man thought that maybe he really shouldn't indulge Eren's crush on him,
because he was starting to think that the brat was, dare he say so, cute.
And the hot mouth on him was definitely using tongue to prod at him to open his
lips.
Levi almost denied him, but he was thankful that he didn't because damn, did
that hot tongue feel great.
Eren's kiss made an abrupt halt when Levi grabbed his ass, massaging the mounds
in his hands and feeling the hot burn. He used his grip to guide Eren's hips
into his, increasing the friction between them. Eren moaned into his mouth
before pulling back and placing his lips on Levi's ear once again.
And then he bit Levi.
"Fuck— I told you not to bite," Levi growled at him. He felt the warm tongue
lick the part where he was bitten, as if it was Eren's way of saying sorry.
"Just… too good…" he mewled, shameless. "I'm so close, Levi."
He seriously needed to stop saving Levi's name like that because it was
starting to sound like a sinful word.
"Captain… can I…?" he asked, pulling back to look at Levi. Levi tried to ignore
how the title sounded so wrong all of a sudden. Instead, as a response, he
jerked his own hips forward, meeting Eren's hips.
Eren came, moaning into Levi's neck, and his slight spasms almost drove Levi to
his own release. Before he could make a mess inside his pants, he pushed Eren
off and pulled the cravat around his neck and got his dick out in record time,
cumming inside the white cloth with a few pumps. He made a mental note to burn
it.
After putting away the soiled cravat, he turned to Eren. They were both still
breathing quite heavily, but there was a trace of a smile on Eren's lips as he
stared at Levi.
Levi snorted. "Don't be too happy, kid. That's going to feel uncomfortable
later."
"Shit."
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Levi woke up with something hot and heavy weighing him down, only to open his
eyes to Eren practically becoming one with him. Their legs were tangled
together, and his arms were squeezed in between their chests, with Eren's
wrapped around him like a vice. His head was tucked under Eren's chin, giving
him access to the rich expanse of skin that was his neck and collar…
                             — — — — — — — — — — —
"What was that sound we heard from your room? It sounded like an animal got
caught in a trap." Hanji, who was preparing her horse, asked Levi.
"Must have been a bug," he answered, moving to start on his own horse.
"A bug? A bug can make a sound like that?"
"A big ass bug."
Hanji stared at him for a while before finally dropping it. "Well, at least
we're getting out of here. I almost froze my head off last night.
Levi hummed.
"That's odd… you're not complaining about it at all. And where's your cravat?"
"I have no idea what you're blabbering about," he answered, promptly turning
away from the oddity that was supposed to be a human. He spotted Eren, who
looked like he was having a slightly hard time walking and had a scarf around
his neck which Levi didn't remember him having before, although the cold
weather could be an excuse for that. The only reason Levi didn't start laughing
was at the risk of Hanji piecing things together, which seemed like a very
probable thing to happen, what with the way she was brooding on her own.
Hopefully, a whole week could pass before everyone finds out (and if he could
really hope, maybe never). Enough time for Levi to get Eren to warm him up
again, maybe.
Chapter End Notes
     told ya it's just porn
***** Returning the favor *****
Chapter Summary
     Levi liked to think he was a responsible adult, a person fit to be
     Eren’s, humanity’s last hope, commanding officer. He liked to think
     that, although he didn’t always make the right decisions, he was
     smart enough most of the times.
     Fucking Eren was neither a smart nor the right decision, but he would
     still probably do it.
Chapter Notes
     alternatively called: eren stares at levi too much
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Winter was ending, Levi could tell. The cold wind wasn't as harsh as before,
mellowing down into an almost comfortable chill (except when night came, when
he had to wrap himself up with his sheets) and the days were getting longer.
He glanced out the window, seeing the sun slightly peeking out from behind the
clouds every now and then, before turning his head back to the table with the
intent to drink his tea. His cup only got halfway to his mouth, his eyes
catching green ones.
They stared at each other for a while, Levi expecting Eren to look away as soon
as the younger noticed that Levi wasn't breaking eye contact with him. Instead,
they held each other's gaze until Mikasa shook Eren's shoulder, sending a
questioning look at Levi. He watched as Mikasa asked something, then Eren
seemed to brush her off (literally, with the way he made shooing motions with
his hands) then stood up from the table.
"Eren?"
"I'm going back early. That is… if I may?"
The question was directed at Levi, who only nodded his head and put down his
cup. He glanced at Eren but the male was already walking away, most probably
heading to his room.
Levi almost smacked his palm against his forehead, feeling frustrated. It
wasn't that Eren was being difficult, it's just that Eren was being difficult.
He would always find the younger male watching him with this brooding look
etched on his face then would turn away as if nothing happened. Now, he was
acting like what he truly was: a teenager.
Levi got up from his seat before a sigh could escape his lips. He ignored the
questioning look he got from Mikasa and made his way out of the room, intending
to head to his own quarters and get started on the papers that bastard Erwin
left him. A couple of steps away, he saw a figure standing by his door. Levi's
eyebrows drew together in a frown before he carefully set his face back into a
blank expression.
"Eren, what are you doing there?"
Said teen was doing it again, brooding. He looked at Levi then bit his lip,
acting as if he was struggling with words.
"Spit it out, kid. I don't have all night," Levi said, taking a step forward.
From their distance, Levi could almost feel the heat radiating off Eren.
"I just wanted to say goodnight, sir," he replied, voice low. The whole time,
he maintained eye contact with Levi.
Words like cute, endearing, trouble, problem, this little shit will be the end
of me, kept popping in Levi's head, but on the forefront of his thoughts was
the fact that he had fucked up. By fucked up, he meant that he was really,
really 'into' Eren Jaeger, and the kid was really 'into' him, too.
"Goodnight, Eren," Levi answered. He was even gallant enough to add a quick,
"Sleep well."
He walked past Eren before he could do something stupid like return the big ass
smile that the kid was giving him.
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Levi didn't know how their relationship progressed from wordlessly staring at
each other to Eren waiting by Levi's door to bid him goodnight and then to Eren
just deciding to wait and walk Levi to his room instead of freezing his ass off
by standing there like an idiot for who knows how long. Still, it wasn't
entirely unwelcome.
What was unwelcome, though, was the way the brunet kept staring at him with the
intensity he always had when killing titans. To say it was starting to get
uncomfortable was an understatement, so Levi calmly placed his pen down and
stared back, arching a single eyebrow.
"Is there a problem, Eren? Did you want to do something else than watch me do
my work?"
"No, sir," was the solemn reply. "Please don't mind me." He then proceeded to
stare out the window until Levi picked his pen up.
"Eren," Levi started, once the weight of Eren's stare started to cause his skin
to prick once again. "It's hard not to mind you when you keep staring at me."
The teen didn't even try to deny nor hide it when Levi looked up and returned
the stare. He simply mumbled a quick, "Sorry, Captain."
Levi suppressed a sigh. He felt his mouth twitch and ran a hand through his
hair, feeling the strands fall back into place as he fixed Eren with serious
look. "If you have something to say then just go ahead. I'm not used to you not
running your mouth."
Eren eyebrows drew together into a frown, his brooding face back. He suddenly
found something very interesting about the floor, eyeing it as if it had all
the solutions to his problems, whatever they were. He took a deep breath before
starting, "It's just that… Captain, I don't know what that night makes us."
Levi could pretend that he didn't know what the younger male was talking about,
could feign ignorance and demand that the brat get over whatever he was hung up
on. He could make the right decision and end this –whatever this was– before it
got out of hand, before he could deepen the grave he had dug for himself.
But fuck, those eyes. Those fucking eyes that were now peering up at him,
making Eren look like one hell of a determined puppy, ready to prove his worth
to his owner.
You're not his owner, Levi corrected himself. He cleared his throat and tried
to clear his head of the images of Eren sitting on his thighs, rubbing his
crotch on Levi's like a dog in heat, in favor of asking the teen what he meant
by that.
"It's just, sir, I think that you're giving me special attention—not that I
don't like it, quite the opposite— and I would like to know exactly why is
that… and maybe what you want. To happen. Between us."
Levi felt his eyebrow shot up so high, he had to force it to come down. "I
don't give anyone special attention, Jaeger," he said, intentionally using the
brat's last name.
For a moment, Eren seemed to shrink down, as if he wasn't so sure if he still
wanted to continue this, but it was gone and the determined puppy was back. "I
think no one in this room honestly believes that, sir."
Levi would never admit that he was impressed. He rested his elbows on his desk
and laced his fingers together, looking at Eren from top to bottom, then up
again, purposely making him squirm. "What do you want then? What do you want me
to do?"
Eren visibly swallowed. The confidence in his voice was enough to momentarily
shock Levi, along with his choice of words. "For starters, kiss me."
Levi didn't move, regarding Eren with a blank stare. The teen was starting to
fidget, shifting his weight from one foot to another, before he seemed to
mentally say fuck it and strode to Levi's table, gingerly holding the older
man's jaw. He paused, waiting for something (probably for Levi's fist to
connect with his face) until he finally brought his face down and kissed Levi.
Levi kept his eyes open, finding Eren's attractive mug not a bad sight to look
at even at such close proximity. He noticed how they were just awkwardly
pressing their lips together and almost sighed. Instead, he let his tongue dart
out and swipe across Eren's lower lip, the teen quickly granting him access.
Again, Levi enjoyed the hot feeling of being inside Eren's mouth and then the
thought of putting something else in there sent a shot right to his lower
regions, his pants suddenly tightening around his crotch.
Eren was the first to pull back, touching his forehead to Levi's and his hot
breath fanning the older's face. "You're supposed to close your eyes, Captain."
The next thing Levi knew, he was threading his fingers through brown locks and
pulling Eren into another lip lock, biting the teen's lip and then smoothing
his tongue over the parts he abused. He would have kept going if he didn't need
air, pressing his lips to Eren's one last time before pulling back.
"Is that all you wanted?" he asked, managing to not sound breathless. Eren
seemed to get the hint and the delicious shade of red that dusted his cheeks
spread, all the way to his neck. Only then did Levi notice that Eren was still
leaning over his table, body in a awkward position. An image of Eren bended
over the very same table with Levi's dick disappearing inside him flashed
dangerously through Levi's head.
He started to get up, leaning in close to whisper into Eren's ear. "Bed. Now."
Levi liked to think he was a responsible adult, a person fit to be Eren's,
humanity's last hope, commanding officer. He liked to think that although he
didn't always make the right decisions, he was smart enough most of the times.
Fucking Eren was neither smart nor the right decision, but he would still
probably do it.
Eren pushed himself off the table and made his way to the bed, removing his
boots and awkwardly sitting in the middle and waiting for Levi. The raven
pulled open his drawers, extracting a bottle of scented oil that he knew would
do the job. He started walking towards Eren, shrugging off his jacket in the
process and gesturing for the boy to do the same. Eren was reaching for the
many leather straps attached to his body but Levi beat him to it.
"Eren," he started, talking as he removed the straps. "You do know how sex
between two guys work, right?"
The teen nodded, making Levi swallow down the invisible lump that formed in his
throat. He really was going to do this.
"Are you sure you want this?" Levi asked, halting in his movements. He placed
his hands on Eren's shoulders and they stared at each other for a while before
Eren broke the silence.
"I just really want you to return the favor from last time, Captain." There was
a teasing hint in Eren's voice as he said this, fingers curling around Levi's
collar.
"Oh?" was the simple reply, Levi not bothering to bring up that Eren was most
likely the one returning the favor. He opted to do better things with his mouth
such as attaching his lips to the tanned skin on Eren's neck, sucking on the
spot below his ear. He felt Eren tugging off his cravat and letting it fall on
the bed, working on the buttons of his white shirt, flinging it open once he
was done and running warm hands all over Levi's chest, to his stomach.
He pushed Eren until the teen was lying on his back, gazing up at Levi with his
green, doe eyes. If he let his dick take over, Levi would probably just fuck
the kid right then, but he wasn't dense enough to miss the traces of fear on
Eren's face; the kid might want it but that didn't mean that he wasn't scared.
He's a virgin, Levi realized. Or at least, this was going to be his first time
with a guy, and Levi didn't know how to feel about that. On one side, he was
worried that this was too much trouble, too much baggage for him, but he was
also oddly pleased to know that he would be Eren's first. The feeling left an
unfamiliar burn in his stomach, one that wasn't from the fact that he was just
about to get laid after months of not getting any attention from something
other than his hand (and that was also very rare, he only did it when he really
needed to) and that one little rendezvous with the teen underneath him.
Still, Levi didn't know how to deal with virgins and little panic attacks, so
he did the best he could do; lean in and capture Eren's lips in a soft and slow
kiss.
He didn't bother with the shirt, going straight for Eren's belt and removing it
with ease. He discarded the leather and lazily ran his fingertips on Eren's
crotch, eliciting a hiss from the teen. Even through his pants, Levi could feel
how hot and hard Eren was, sending another jolt to his own dick. He cupped the
bulge and palmed Eren, leaving his lips to pull back and watch the show.
He popped the button of Eren's pants, slowly and almost teasingly pulling the
zipper down. He could see the small, wet spot on the boy's underwear, where the
precum seeped through, and he smirked. He wasted no time pulling all the
offending clothes off, marveling in the glory that was Eren Jaeger's fifteen
year old dick. He wrapped a hand around the hard length, feeling the warm and
smooth skin.
"Nice load you got here," he idly commented, working his hand up and down the
length, pumping it slowly. Eren laughed and threw in a quick "thanks" before a
groan escaped him.
Levi really did mean the comment, though, and he realizes that he wants Eren to
fuck him, but on some other day. Today, he was very much in need of burying
himself all the way into Eren, he almost wanted to applaud himself for being so
patient.
When more cum started to drip out from Eren's dick, Levi picked up the bottle
of oil and dipped his fingers in it, slickening the appendages while his other
hand continued its work on Eren. He pressed one oil-covered finger on Eren's
opening, reaching up to cover the teen's lips with his as he worked his way
inside. He felt Eren squirm, his body naturally reacting to the painful
intrusion.
"Eren," he whispered on the boy's lips, "Breathe. Calm down. Breathe."
The brunet did as he was told and Levi felt him gradually relaxing, enough for
Levi to insert another finger in. He made scissoring motions with his fingers,
trying to ignore how fucking hot it was inside Eren and the fact that his dick
would be in there any moment from now. Before long, he heard a quiet moan from
Eren and pulled out after a few more thrusts. There was a gratifying whine from
Eren from the loss of contact that made Levi's chest swell with more unfamiliar
feelings that he chose to set aside in favor of releasing his dick from its
confines.
He gave it a few pumps then positioned it to Eren's entrance, looking up at
Eren. The brunet's face was red and he was breathing heavily through swollen
lips, looking at Levi before giving him a small nod. Levi pushed in, slowly as
to not cause too much pain, and Eren threw an arm over his eyes, biting his
lip.
At first, he made small and shallow thrusts, testing Eren, before his control
broke and he pulled back and slammed his way in. Eren flung his arm away and
threw his head back, a long, drawn out moan bubbling out from his chest. Levi
took hold of his hips and kept slamming into the warmth, barely stopping his
self from digging his nails into Eren's flesh.
Eren wasn't in a better state; babbling and moaning Levi's name. He was about
to bite his hand when Levi stopped him, not really entertaining the thought of
Eren transforming right now, pushing his own fingers into Eren's needy mouth.
Eren bit, sucked, and moaned around his fingers, but Levi wasn't complaining.
It made his dick twitch so hard to watch Eren like that, but he eventually had
to pull the appendages back. He used his hands to support his weight and leaned
down to kiss the teen, hard enough to bruise. He moved away and trailed his
kisses downward, sucking on the sensitive skin all over Eren's neck and biting
him along the way.
Levi almost hated the fact that Eren's body would heal, that those marks would
disappear before morning came, but he knew it was better than having to explain
just why the fuck Eren was covered in love bites.
"Captain Levi… I'm gonna…" the boy whispered, reaching out and grabbing Levi's
arm. In retaliation, Levi slowed down, his hips turning in lazy circles. He
grabbed Eren's legs and bit the inside of his thighs, his hand later finding
its way to Eren's swollen dick. He held it by the base and Eren whimpered,
closing his eyes.
"Look at me, Eren." It was a command, but it was said in a soft, low tone.
Eren's eyelids fluttered open and emerald green eyes stared at him, glistening
with unshed tears. His eyes alone almost made Levi want to give him anything,
absolutely anything he wanted, then he had to mutter a quiet, "Please, Levi.
Please?"
Levi decided that he didn't care. He let go of Eren's dick and resumed his
erratic thrusting, thinking that he could go down and dirty and kinky on some
other day. For now, he just wanted release—both his and Eren's.
When the brunet came, his orgasm slammed through his body, making him arch his
back off the bed, a loud "Fuck!" making its way past his lips. He tightened
around Levi and drove the older man over the edge, pushing in and cumming deep
inside him, using a few more thrusts to ride out his own climax. He pulled out
and took a handful of steadying breaths before calmly leaving the bed,
returning with a damp cloth which he used to clean himself and Eren. Once he
was done, he collapsed beside the brunet, finally letting his body succumb
under the exhaustion.
He pulled the sheets up to cover both their bodies and realized that Eren was
–like he always was– staring at him. The brat's lips pulled up into a shit
eating grin before his eyes fluttered close. Soon, he was asleep.
Levi liked to think that fucking Eren was just his way of getting the kid out
of his system, but as he watched him snuggle closer into Levi's frame, bangs
framing his painfully innocent face, Levi realized that he just did the
complete opposite.
Maybe keeping Eren Jaeger around wouldn't be such a bad decision.
Chapter End Notes
     amazin who would have thought that levi was actually a horny 30yo
     something man
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