A/N: Okay so this is an RP with my friend Myst. I'm not sure if she has a ff account but you can find her on AO3 if you find this story there. She's Levi and I'm Eren. Chapter Song: Just A Little Bit by Kids of 88

It had been far too long of a day not to take a bath, so it was the first thing Levi did when he got back from work, spending a little while just breathing and appreciating the heat of the water before acting on a whim and snatching up his phone. He didn't do the whole 'selfie' thing much, but he liked pissing Erwin off and this was as good an excuse as any, so he snapped a quick picture of himself and hit send, not noticing that he'd got the wrong number when he keyed it in from (apparently faulty) memory to someone else entirely.

Eren was snuggling further into his comforter when his phone went off. It startled him out of his half-sleep, and he reached across his bed to check who had texted him so late. It couldn't have been Mikasa. She wouldn't bother to when she thought he'd be asleep and Armin was in the other room wrapped up in his textbooks. He didn't recognized the number, and for some reason he'd thought it be funny to see what the person had said. He frowned when he realized it was only a picture and rolled his eyes as he clicked on it, eyes going wide at what he saw. Not only was it a man taking a bath, but he was hot. Extremely hot. Eren bit his lip, thinking. "Fuck." It only took two seconds to decide to reply with a picture of his own.

It didn't take him more than a few seconds to realise that the number he'd typed in was in fact several digits off Erwin's, and then a few more to realise that he'd essentially sent a deliberately provocative selfie to a stranger. Shit. The good point was that the stranger had replied with one of his own, and he actually wasn't all that bad on the eyes. Young, though. Adding the number to his contacts to ensure he didn't lose it, he texted back. 'Shouldn't little brats be in bed on a school night? ;)'

Eren was taken aback by the 'brat' comment. The man didn't look much older than him. Probably 22-23. Twenty-four tops. He responded almost immediately though. "I was, but a certain stranger woke me up."

He had almost not expected a reply, but getting one made him smirk, leaning back against the side of the tub again as he experimentally prodded at his shoulder muscle, vaguely wishing that the attractive brat from the selfie was here to work the stress-related kinks out for him before he dismissed the thought. 'I got the wrong number. But maybe it wasn't a bad way to wake up.'

"Haha never said it was. A little surprising but not bad ; )" Eren smiled at his phone as he stretched and moved back under his covers. The air was cold against the bare skin of his chest and he almost regretted only wearing pants to bed. Almost. He breathed in deep before adding the stranger to his contact list, and sent another text. "Nice bubbles btw"

The text made him chuckle, wondering if the person at the other end usually did this with people who randomly sent him selfies. 'I happen to be a sucker for bubble baths and it has been a crappy work day. So yes, nice bubbles.' He narrowly resisted the temptation to ask if the guy would prefer him without them. 'Levi, by the way. Since we actually have no idea what to call each other yet.'

He couldn't help but laugh out loud, though it ended up quite muffled. He didn't want a worried roommate to come snooping any time soon. "Levi's a nice name. I'm Eren btw..." He didn't know if the other man had given him the right information or not, but he didn't really care. And It's not like the guy would track him down or anything so what was the harm in telling him his name? "Ugh it's sooo cold here :/ wish I had something to help warm me up"

Eren frowned when he didn't get a reply, but he was persistent to have at least a little fun. "Did you fall asleep in the tub, old man?"

Eren seemed like an odd name, but it fitted the person in the selfie. He'd been busy thinking about how odd the world was that he'd ended up essentially trading Erwin in for a younger model in one mis-sent photo because it appeared he was being flirted with. He just wasn't sure how best to respond until he saw the quip at his age. 'You don't even know how old I am, brat.' he texted back, still smirking. 'Perhaps if you were here with me I could help you warm up ;)'

"Oh really? You can't do anything to help me from over there?" Eren blushed a bit at what he was implying to the other man. Despite what most people thought, he was actually the most innocent out of the group. Even Armin was more...experienced then him. He just hoped that it wasn't too obvious from his texts. He honestly never believed he'd be in this situation, but now that he was, he was going to give it all he had. He was just that kind of person.

Rolling his eyes at Eren's reply, he silently debated it in his own mind before decided to cut his bath short. Like hell was he doing anything that unhygienic there. Instead he pulled himself out of the tub, sending the brat another selfie focused on the towel around his waist and the water dripping down his clearly defined abdominal muscles, captioning it 'Maybe I can help you out there, yeah.' and hitting send as he wandered into his bedroom.

The picture sent Eren into a coughing fit. He caught his breath as Armin knocked on his door and peeked inside. 'Are you okay?'' "Um, yeah, sure. I just um...breathed wrong?' The blond rolled his eyes but nodded anyway as he shut the door. He wasn't dumb, of course he knew what was going on. He was curious as to who was making his friend hot and bothered but he could always ask later.

When Armin had shut the door, Eren's eyes had shot back to his screen. Oh god, I'm really doing this...and he's so fucking hot. he closed his eyes for a minute trying to catch his breath. No, he had to play cool. There was no way he was going to ruin this. But how was he going to take it to the next level? He laughed out loud as he thought of what to do.

Biting his lip again, he yanked back his comforter and re positioned hit pillows to where they weren't scattered and he was resting against them. He was already not wearing a shirt, so all he had to do was loosen the string of his pants. Like always, they slid down his waist, exposing his hipbones and the little trail of hair that disappeared beneath the fabric. His fingers played with the band as he snapped the photo with a devilish smirk.

Levi ended up on his bed only wrapped up in the skimpy towel that was soon pulled a little lower, his next photo taken of his fingers pulling the fluffy white fabric down to reveal his hip bone and the trail of dark hair that was soon hidden under the towel. Two could play at this game... but he was very tempted to just physically call the brat, talk him through it and hear him come undone over the phone.

"Hmmm, not bad. Makes me wonder what else those fingers can do." After sending the text, he quickly took another photo. This time he chose a close up of his neck and face. He rakes his hand through his unruly hair and then moves it back down to bite his thumb. Looking pleased sends the photo.

Eren's eyes were really all he needed to see to know that he probably wouldn't regret doing this with a total stranger come tomorrow. It wasn't like he was going to see him again. Resettling himself on his bed slightly, he called Eren's number. It would probably be a lot quicker to fuck him over in real time than via still images, so to speak.

The sheer volume of his ringtone almost had Eren throwing his phone across the room in surprise. The Veronica's 4Ever blasted in his ear as he fumbled to hit accept; it could only be Levi. As his heartbeat started to slow after the shock, he laughed. Oh, this song was too perfect. He hadn't had a chance to change it back to his regular tone after Jean had gotten a hold of it. His friends had thought the prank was absolutely hilarious. When it stopped, he held the phone against his ear. "Hello?"

He was quiet for a moment, taking in the sound of Eren's voice for the first time. The smirk on his face was practically audible in his own low, silky tone as he replied. "Hello, Eren. I thought this might be easier. Kind of want to know what you sound like when you're broken, I must admit..."

Eren didn't know what he was expecting for Levi's voice, but it certainly wasn't that. It was low and made him shiver. His breath hitched, "Oh, I'm looking forward to it." His voice lowered as his legs opened without thinking, "If you think you can, Levi." He was surprised when his own voice came out as a moan.

It had been two sentences and Eren had already marked himself out as a cheeky little shit and a challenge, and luckily Levi was fond of both. "I'm sure I'll bring you to heel eventually. And before you even think about touching yourself I want you to keep your hands on your mattress till I tell you to move them. If you're going to challenge me like that then you'll suffer the consequences."

Eren thought for a moment before deciding to open up the floodgates. "And just what reward do I get if I follow your orders, Corporal?" He stressed the name. He didn't feel like Levi would be a 'master' and 'officer didn't seem right either.

The use of the title made him raise one eyebrow a little, but if that was what Eren went for he wasn't going to complain. He could certainly get used to it. "I'm sure you can guess. But perhaps if you behave, this won't be down the phone next time. You'll get to scream for me for real."

Eren gulped. "I guess I can obey you then, for now." Eren was careful to not touch himself, bunching his sheets in his unoccupied hand as he continued to talk. "What do you want me to do, Le~vi?" He drawled the older man's name out in a husky whisper.

"I thought you were calling me Corporal?" he teased. He didn't mind if Eren stuck to his name, though. "Hm.. nothing, yet. You know how to be quiet, right?" He felt like making Eren wait for a while, letting out a quiet, sinful moan down the line as he stroked himself a little, just enough to tease, his mind going back to the selfies Eren had sent him. "Although I won't be opposed to hearing you scream my name later."

Levi's moan had him clutching at everything he could, which unfortunately for him wasn't enough. "Ugh, how the hell can you be so sex~y?" He bit at his lips to try and keep in the noise trying to escape. Keeping quiet was impossible, but he was stubborn and it showed. Only a few whines and whimpers made it through. Levi wanted a game, and Eren was more than happy to oblige.

"I work at it." his reply was kept short and to the point because he didn't want his voice to break, his breath already hitching as he continued to moan, the sounds disrupted by little pants for breath as he worked himself over, Eren's quiet whines being more than enough to make him worse. "I bet you're tearing holes in your fucking sheets right now, brat, hearing me have all the fun while you can't touch yourself."

"Fuck. Who wouldn't be?" Between his silent gasps, Eren managed to get out a last bit of snark. Levi's moans were more erotic than anything he'd ever heard before, and he was growing painfully hard with need. The pressure was making him crack quickly. "P-please tell me."

"Tell you what, Eren?" he prompted, biting his lip to stifle another moan so that he could talk. "What do you want?"

"K-kissing?" The want came out as a question, and Eren's cheeks and ears flamed red. It was stupid, but he'd never really kissed anyone outside of simple pecks and one dare with Jean that no one dared to mention. He froze and silently cursed himself. Why couldn't he say something good? Levi probably would think it was dumb and stop, and Eren cringed, embarrassed.

Oh, that was cute. He had a lot more on his mind than a few simple kisses, the idea making him chuckle. "And is that all you want from me?" He vaguely wondered if the kid was still a virgin but pushed it out of his mind. If he didn't want this he would have put the phone down by now, surely. "I could be sucking your cock right now instead, y'know. Mm... I bet you taste good."

The dirty talk went straight to Eren's cock, and it twitched against the fabric of his pants. He let out a groan in frustration, refusing to give in and touch himself. "Mmmmm. That would be great..." He licked his lips and wiggled further into his bed, his eyes glazing over with lust. The other man's breathing was getting to him on every level. Not being able to touch himself was driving him crazy. All he wanted to do was feel pressure on his skin.

It seemed a little cruel to keep Eren waiting, since it sounded like he was behaving and hadn't started touching himself yet. "You certainly sound like you're enjoying it." Levi replied, the groan of frustration he could hear over the phone making his own cock twitch. "Alright, brat, you can touch. But if I hear you come before you ask me for permission that tight ass of yours is getting spanked before I fuck it."

Eren ran his fingers along his stomach, playing with the band of his pants and carefully sliding them down. He had already been panting against the receiver, but they grew heavier with every noise he heard on the other end. Levi's words had him whimpering into the phone. His eyes squeezed shut as he gripped his arousal and slowly began to pump, hissing as the cool air met his skin. "Oh, God."

Thinking he'd managed to tease Eren enough judging from the hiss, he slowed his pace down to slower strokes, wanting to outlast the teen and hear him come first. "Close your eyes, okay? You don't need to think, you just need to do what I tell you." he chuckled, the sound low, pure unadulterated sin. "Shouldn't be too hard given you're already moaning for me like a needy little slut."

"O-okay." Eren's voice cracked as his nails dug into the sensitive skin, and he was surprised how nice the pain felt."They're closed." He shifted to get comfortable as his other hand tightened around the phone. "What," he paused for only a second to kick off his pants completely, and he had never been more thankful that he slept without underwear, "next?"

"Put yourself on speaker for me, okay? You're going to need both hands." If he'd thought better of it they could have been doing this online and he'd have a webcam to see Eren on but right now the call would have to be enough. "I want you to stop touching yourself for a minute and turn over, lean on the mattress and get your ass in the air for me so I can start toying with you properly."

It was an awkward movement to roll onto his stomach, but he was quick to comply and prop himself up on his elbows. Eren licked his lips and pressed speaker, throwing his phone off to the side. All he could think about was Levi's voice and fingers. Oh, god how he wished the other man was here to lead the way in person. He growled at the thought of Levi's hands running along his chest and hips, his thumbs rubbing circles into his inner thighs. "Touch me, Levi."

The request made Levi let out another brief, quiet groan again, the mental picture of Eren laid out for him and waiting being more than enough to get his breath hitching in his throat again, his throat dry. Fuck, the little brat sounded too needy and he hadn't done much yet. "Alright. I'm going to stroke your hips and then slowly trace my fingers up your inner thighs, I want to feel you squirming when I kiss the bottom of your spine and leave bite marks there."

Eren wasted no time. With one arm holding himself up, he used the other to mimic Levi's words. Rubbing along his sides and down to his hips made him gasp out loud. His fingertips brushed past his cock on their way to his thighs, and he let out a series of whimpers, giving everything he had to not touch himself there and follow the other man's orders. He could imagine Levi's lips on his back, smirking as his teeth bit into the soft flesh, and he moaned low, his legs shaking in anticipation. "I-I want to taste you."

The low groan was echoed with one of his own, having to squeeze the base of his cock to stop himself from getting too far ahead of their pace. "And you will, Eren. Soon. But first I'm going to taste you, if you'll let me." he moaned again, biting his lip. "I'm going to keep going till I'm kissing your inner thighs, pulling your legs a little bit wider open for me so I can run my tongue over your hole and feel you twitching and needy. Has anyone done this to you before?"

He was so lost in his lust, he didn't even bother trying to lie. "N-no..." Eren could feel his cheeks heating up even more as he continued touching himself. He was embarrassed by his innocence, and he couldn't help but pray that Levi wouldn't leave him alone like this. He spread his legs wider and stretched out on his bed, chewing on his lips in need. "You're my first, Levi..." The other man's name was a sigh on his lips.

He wasn't really that surprised to hear it given that the first thing Eren had come up with was kissing, but he paused anyway, not wanting him to think that it was something that would cause a problem. He didn't mind in the slightest. "And that's okay." he replied, his tone a little softer than it had been in order to reassure the other male. "You might want to make sure you have some kind of lube. Just licking your fingers isn't quite going to cut it."

"Umm..." Eren was a bit surprised at the tone of Levi's voice, but he brushed it off to think about where he might find lube. He knew his blond roommate had some, but there was no way he was going to stroll out naked and aroused to ask. "Hold on a sec. Let me look..."

Levi let out a quiet moan that he bit his lip to hold back on, almost wanting to roll his eyes as his head tipped back a little against his pillows. This was what you got for taking on the task of educating blushing virgins, but it was at least partly his fault for assuming. He should have asked Eren whether he had any earlier. "Hm.. fucking brats.." he muttered, stroking himself a little more while he waited for Eren to get back on the line.

While he was tripping around in the dark, Eren had a eureka moment. He moved quickly to his dresser, navigating around all of the obstacles in his room. Rummaging through the bottom drawer was messy, but worth it. When he found what he was looking for, he started to laugh.

In his hands was a brand new, never been opened bottle of lube and a box of condoms. He remembered getting the gift a few weeks earlier from his friends as a joke/birthday gift. It had been Jean's idea, of course. A moan from his phone had him had him snapping back from his memory and racing back to his bed, however, and soon he was back into position. "I got it."

"Good." It took him a few seconds to get back into the headspace he had been in before the little interruption, but as soon as he did he was back to pacing his strokes, set on making Eren whine again. "I want you to slick one finger up for me and press it inside yourself slowly. It'll feel weird but it'll get better, I promise. Don't rush."

Eren's eyes widened, but he did as he was told and uncapped the bottle in his hands. He'd heard about the logistics of anal sex, so he got as much as he could smeared onto his fingers. He didn't want to start crying in the middle of the call, after all. He whined for Levi's benefit, feeling a little guilty for ruining the mood. After coating his fingers, he began to gently push against his hole until his first finger was fully in. Levi was right about it feeling weird, but it didn't really hurt. "It's in..."

"Good." Eren still sounded a little hesitant so he was going to slow down and talk him through it instead of focusing on the 'sexy' element, that could kick off again later when Eren was feeling less awkward with the mechanics of what he was doing. "When you feel relaxed enough to try it, add another finger. If you curve them and make a 'come here' kind of motion you should find your prostate and then it'll get good. Trust me, you'll know when you hit it."

He grimaced as he added another finger and started moving. His breathing became erratic, and his toes curled. It stung, but he found that as long as he didn't move too fast, it wasn't unbearable. "W-what does it feel like?" Eren blushed as he fingered himself. I am such a virgin. Oh, my God.

He stayed quiet for a moment or two, listening to Eren's breathing rate become slowly more scattered as he let his mind cloud over thoughts of the pretty little thing on the other end of the line panting and squirming as he fucked himself on his fingers. "Well you won't be able to talk, put it that way." he chuckled, voice husky. "Keep going and you'll find out. But don't rush yourself."

Eren frowned, but continued anyway, searching for the little part inside himself. Adding another finger slowly, he found himself growing impatient. Maybe he wasn't doing it right? He wiggled down onto his fingers, moving deeper, before deciding to ask the other man.

"Lev-ahhh!" His eyes widened as he brushed it, and he cried out the other man's name. His vision blurred, no longer able to focus on his surroundings. He groaned. "Oh my god."

"Seems you found it, brat." Levi replied, his voice breathy as he had to tighten his grip on himself again after hearing that sound from Eren's lips coming down the line. His name broken over Eren's pleasure just one side of too much. He couldn't wait to see the look on Eren's face that would accompany it. "Is it good? Tell me." His tone became a little more commanding again, recovering the edge it had before when he was toying with Eren rather than coaching him through it.

"Fuck, you're so good," he breathed back, imagining him pleasuring himself on Levi's long fingers. His face was flushed, and he could feel himself getting painfully hard. What little pain was left turned into pleasure as he continued to finger himself, his cock leaking onto the sheets under him.

Levi let out a low chuckle as he listened to Eren moaning down the phone. "You think it's good now.. you're not all the way there yet." he muttered. "You could have something a lot thicker than fingers inside you right now." As strong as he liked to think his willpower was, it wasn't enough to curb the urge to stroke himself to the breathy sounds of pleasure coming from Eren. "If you beg for it, that is."

Reluctantly, Eren stopped, rolling onto his stomach. He hissed at the lack of movement, and prayed that Levi's reaction would be worth it. He wanted to have him inside him more than anything, but even through the haze of lust, he wanted to tease the other man.

With a sigh he used his now free hand to prop himself up as he scrolled through his messages to their previous texts. Biting his lower lip, he put on his biggest set of puppy dog eyes and sent a picture with a caption reading, 'Please, Levi?'

'I need you in me.'

"Fuck. Don't look at me like that, brat." Levi replied after checking his phone, letting out a low, wrecked moan as he matched the puppy-dog look to the sounds he was hearing before in his mind. "Maybe if you come around later, we can arrange that for real. Till then I want to hear you."

Already back on the phone, Eren smirked and continued fingering himself, grateful to get a moan out of Levi. The sudden contact against the sensitive skin had him whimpering into the microphone, and his breath sped up again. "Oh, god, please. I need you."

"And you will, E-Eren. Fuck." he replied, his voice hitching over Eren's name as he sped up his strokes. "I'm going to have you screaming." He knew Eren was probably trying to tease a little but he didn't really have much choice whether he rose to it or not, not right now. "Maybe if you're lucky I won't tease you first."

Eren chewed at his lips, trying to keep in his moans. "What do you want me to do, Levi? I-I think I'm ready..."

"I want you to keep fucking yourself on your fingers while you stroke yourself." Levi growled into the phone, his rapidly mounting lust showing through his voice. "And don't even think about coming until you ask permission first, brat."

Bouncing on his fingers, Eren gasped as his free hand brushed his cock. After the smallest pause, his fingers wrapped around the aching member, pumping slowly, and his pants came out faster. He cried out in pleasure, whining the only word that ran through his mind. "More..."

"Speed up, Eren. You want it harder, right? Little slut. You sound like it." he replied, a breathy whine slipping past his self control as his hips squirmed against the bed. "Want me to pound you into the mattress till you can't talk for moaning?"

Eren's eyes widened as he blushed. "Y-yes..." On one hand, he was embarrassed by his neediness, but on the other he couldn't give a damn. He wanted Levi now. His fist pumped harder until he was practically crying in pleasure, tears welling up and blurring his vision.

"Fuck... Going to come for me, Eren?" He replied. "You're needy enough right now, aren't you?" He could hear Eren squirming against his sheets, allowing the sound to push him steadily closer to his own limit.

Sucking in a large breath, Eren cursed as he listened to the other man's voice. He wanted to come so much. He was so close. But it was his first time and he wanted his partner to be as just wrecked as him. "W-what about you, Levi" he whimpered into the phone.

"Oh? You want to hear me get wrecked for you?" Levi smirked, allowing the viselike grip he had on his self control to slip just a little as he let out a breathy moan of Eren's name. "Greedy, Pup. But I guess it's only... haah fair.." Once he'd let it slip once it was hard not to just give everything up, quiet whines leaving him as he imagined what Eren was going to look like once he was spread across his sheets, writhing and begging and perfect.

Levi's moan almost sent him over the edge, but he managed to choke down his cries. Desperately panting for breath, he gasped aloud. "I w-want to taste you..." Unable to focus on anything in his room, Eren listened to Levi's breathing on the other end.

He could really have gone without the thought of Eren at his feet, given that he was still trying to outlast the little brat, but now he had it, he saw no reason not to share it. "You want to be on your knees for me, Eren?" This time the name left him as a low, breathless purr as Levi made no attempt to hide just how wound up he was. "You might sound better with your mouth full, I suppose..."

Eren nodded despite knowing Levi couldn't see him. The thought of gagging on Levi's cock while the man tugged on his hair had him closing his eyes and whimpering. His hand slowed around his own dick, trying to delay his orgasm, and he pulled out the fingers in his ass entirely. No longer on the brink of insanity, Eren's voice lowered as his eyes began to focus again in the dark. "Let me choke on you, Levi."

Levi's eyes fluttered open and he let out a loud, broken whine that was only half smothered by an attempt to bite his lip to cut it off, the idea of Eren's tight, wet, warm throat gripping his cock as he shuddered and whined and looked up at him with those insanely gorgeous eyes almost enough to finish him off right that second, and he knew it was audible in the shuddering breaths that followed. "F-Fucking... ah! Fucking hell, Eren." he gasped out, panting for breath now as he had to stop touching himself altogether to prevent the inevitable. "Keep saying things... mmh... like that... and you might regret it... ngh.. later.."

"Fuck, I bet you'd fuck my throat so good..." The moans and gasps coming from Levi's end made Eren shiver and tighten his grasp as he pumped himself. The man's voice was just too delicious. It should've been illegal to be that sinful. Levi's words had the brunet purring into the phone, a playful lilt in his voice coming through loud and clear. "God, I want to touch you."

The playful lilt to Eren's voice made him home in on the fact that Eren was toying with him now. Well, if he thought he could try, Levi had to admire his bravery, but he wasn't going to let him get away with it. Allowing himself a few brief quick snaps of his wrist over his cock, he smirked a little again, trying to centre himself and ignore his mind's theatre of Eren spread out and vulnerable for him so that he could give as good as he was getting. "I might not want to let you, brat." he replied. "Maybe I'd rather see you chained to my bed with that tight ass in the air for me and your pleading muffled by the sheets."

"Shit, that sounds perfect." He felt his cock twitch at the thought. He was finding out a lot about himself tonight. Eren never thought he'd be into it, but the idea of Levi over him, pounding him into the sheets, made his heart rate pick up and his panting become harsher. He imagined all of the things Levi could do to him while he was helpless, and instead of being scared, he just grew more excited.

Being tied up sounded like heaven...

Levi chuckled at that, the sound low and silky, almost dangerous. "Trust me, Eren, I have all kinds of interesting things waiting for you if you want to play that game with me." he replied. "I would have no objections to turning you into my collared bitch for a night. That pretty mouth of yours would look just as nice with a gag in it so you can't even plead for mercy." And fuck, if that idea didn't make him squirm against the sheets, speeding up his strokes a little more as he panted quietly into the phone. The idea of entering that kind of scenario with Eren was even worse for his libido than just keeping their encounter vanilla was proving to be.

With his interest peaked, he stopped his strokes and sat up, adjusting the phone to hear Levi better. He was still aroused- his erections standing up at attention proof of that- but his curiosity got the better of him. He started chewing on his bottom lip again, and with a small whisper asked "What would you do to me, Levi? Would you make me scream your name?"

"So you do want to play, hmm?" Levi purred. "Then it's Corporal to you from now on, Eren." Not what he'd expected from someone so inexperienced as not to have encountered their prostate before, but he certainly wasn't going to complain. "You'll have to come and find out or leave it to your imagination for a while. There are rules, and I'm not going into them now." Given that it would somewhat dampen the mood. "I didn't say you could stop, brat. That's one punishment you've earned yourself already, so get back on your knees and get back to it."

Eren sucked in a breath, lips parting slightly as his eyes glazed over. The other man's orders went straight to his erection, and let out a low moan as he started pumping in long, loose strokes. He didn't understand how Levi had known he had stopped, but it didn't matter. Though he doubted Levi actually meant it, the possibility of meeting up had his mind spinning, and he cursed into the receiver. "Corporal."

Eren's moans starting up again with more intensity was all that he needed to hear to know that he had followed the instruction. He had been entirely too quiet before, especially compared to this. "Yes, Puppy?" He might have been getting in too deep, given that this was just one night, but he already knew what he'd be calling Eren if they continued this. That puppy-dog-eyed photo from earlier had only cemented the thought in his mind. "Do you want to come yet?"

Whimpering into the phone, Eren let his head fall back, his hips grinding into the bed. "M-my... fingers aren't enough. I need you here."

"Mmh... fucking... horny little shit, you are..." Having no intention to keep putting the moment off because he really wanted to come, now, and also kind of wanted to sort out getting Eren into his bed for real, he picked up his pace, not holding back his own breathless, cracked moans since he knew how much Eren liked that. "M'gonna... ah! ream th-that tight little ass, E-Eren. The whole.. ngh.. d-damn building is.. going to hear you.. w-when you scream for me."

Levi's reaction removed the last bit of insecurities Eren was having and allowed him to let go completely. His hand tightened as he sped up his pace, matching it with Levi's pants on the other end. His own breathing was erratic as he whined into the phone, letting every ounce of lust drip into his tone, "I-I want to come, Corporal." He was reaching his edge. " P-please ."

Well, since he asked so nicely. Levi was in no hurry to deny him now, not anymore. "Do it, Eren." The three words were all he could get out before he felt his own release sneak up on him like a silent tidal wave that he couldn't hear roaring in his ears until it was too late, his constant, careful edging building him up that little bit too much so that it knocked the air out of him when it finally hit, white streaking before his closed eyes as he cursed quietly, still twitching and panting into the phone only loosely held between his fingers now as he came down from his high.

The sounds Levi was making was all that Eren could focus on, and with his permission, the brunet fell over the edge. It was like his lungs had stopped working, leaving him gasping for air as the coil in his stomach came undone, and his muscles tightened. Senses on overload, Eren had no choice but to lay there frozen, cum splattered on his stomach and covered in sweat.

It wasn't more than a minute or two before his usual need to be clean kicked in and overtook his endorphin high, and Levi gingerly leant over to grab himself a towel from the small store he kept at the back of one of his nightstand drawers to clean the unpleasant stickiness off his stomach. The phone was kept pinned to his ear as he moved, wanting to listen to Eren coming down from his high and be there to answer any questions in case he got post-first time nerves. "Still with me, Pup?"

"Mmhm." Eren mumbled, already starting to fall asleep. He'd dropped the phone next to his ear on the bed, unable to hold it to his face any longer. The mess on his stomach bothered him, but he let out a hiss when he tried to move, his muscles cramping. "Shit."

"Good. Go clean up." he replied, slight affection slipping into his tone at the sound of Eren's sleepy little mumble. "Don't go to sleep all sticky, it's disgusting." He was tired, too, slowly rolling over and staring at the empty space in bed next to him, half wishing that Eren was occupying it. "If you still want to meet up there's a little cafe not far from me and we can meet there. I'll text you the address. But if you wanted this to just be a one-time thing I can understand that, too."

Eren licked his lips and sighed, rolling out of bed. He left the phone on his pillow, not thinking about taking it with him; he was too tired to think. His movements were slow, but he eventually wiped himself off with a towel from his closet. All he wanted to do was curl up and cuddle until he fell asleep, and he sighed under his breath as he made his way back. If only Levi had been there... He shook his head before laying down, sleep making his eyelids heavy. "M'done, Levi."

Barely able to form words, Eren struggled to show his happiness. His voice was just above a whisper, thick with drowsiness, small smile on his face. "Promise you'll kiss me next time?" And he was out.

Not having expected that kind of sentimentality originally, Levi sighed a little into the phone as he heard the tell-tale sounds of Eren's heavy breathing over the line, enough to let him know that the cute little brat had fallen asleep. Then again, given that the first thing Eren had asked for was a kiss, perhaps it shouldn't have been that much of a surprise at all. Smiling, he hung up, texting Eren the location of their meeting point before snuggling himself a little further down into the bed and drifting off to sleep, his mind full of innocent green eyes.

A/N: For my first RP, I'm actually quite proud at how it turned out.

So a headcanon for this is that Eren is secretly a REALLY big fan of The Veronicas, and the reason the guys chose 4Ever for the prank was cause Armin heard Eren singing it in the shower. Chapter Two should be coming as soon if we don't slow down on the RPing. This is un beta'd so if you see any glaring mistakes please let me know ^^