Levi's move came just in time. The Summer Exams rolled around just a few weeks later, and between hours of work, Levi had yet to truly appreciate living with Erwin. But Thursday brought the final exam, and after the final hour of standing in rigid silence listening to the scratching of pens and sighs of frustration, Levi was more than happy to get back home. He bounded through the door, expecting Erwin in the kitchen.
"Hello?"
He kicked off his shoes by the door and roamed through the apartment. He put his phone down on the kitchen table.
"Erwin?" He poked his head around the door to the living room, he even dared look in Erwin's bedroom before confirming he was alone. He let out a breath, and let himself into his room. He had gotten far too used to the sight of these four walls. Every evening had been a rushed dinner and more hours of work both on the exams and on his regular work. Now, he flopped back on the bed, unbuttoning his shirt as he lay there. He pulled off the shirt and threw it towards the hamper. The duvet beneath him brushed against his bare shoulder blades, and his mind wandered to how empty his apartment was. The frustration of work and moving had preoccupied him, and he could feel the stress giving him a clear indication of how to be rid of it. He let his hand glaze down over his stomach, resting for a moment on hard hip bones. Pale hands roamed between his legs and pressed to the stiffening bulge there. He drew in a tiny breath and started to unbutton his trousers.
Erwin was running late. He hated being late home, he and Levi had gotten into a nice routine. -Even though they had gotten very little time to actually spend time together outside of having dinner every evening, now that Levi had free time over Summer, Erwin was hoping they could try some new places. See museums, galleries, taste new foods and have new experiences. Erwin had decided today would be the first of those experiences. The store, however, was eager to stop his plans. After waiting for no less than 10 minutes at the meat counter alone and surviving the shop long queues, Erwin was out, bags in the back and sights set on home. Traffic wasn't on his side either. The hum of the engine was driving him mad. He tapped the wheel, even though home was just ten minutes from here, he knew it would be while before he saw his front door.
Levi wiggled his trousers off of his hips, followed swiftly by his boxers. The duvet was now pressed to his bare skin, a towel by his side and a bottle of lube beside it. He rarely took this kind of time, but with only empty walls to hear his groans, he wanted it to be the best it could be after so long. He traced his inner thighs with slight fingertips and felt warmth soak through him. He was half hard already, and his lazy stroking sent little shocks through him. He savoured the sensation. Gentle fingertips rolled over the skin of his stomach and tweaked a pert nipple. Little tickles of breath puffed through his parted lips and he reached for the lube, popping it open and letting it slick his fingers. He rarely bottomed, he hadn't in a very long time, but alone, he frequently entertained the sensations it brought. He reached between his legs, adjusting his hips to make himself more comfortable. He pressed a finger to his hole and slid it in slowly. He gasped at the feeling, his eyes slid closed and his head tilted back. He felt his hips automatically rolling against his own finger, and he slipped in a second, letting out a loud groan.
Erwin slid his key in and unlocked the door. He looked around.
Levi must be late too.
He started pulling pans out, unintentionally loud. Ingredients dotted the counter and he took a moment to send a text to Levi.
Just wondering when you'll be home, dinner will be about an hour.
A jingle from the table drew him away from his preparation.
Levi's mouth was open and his breath was ragged. Two fingers were pressing into him while his free hand pumped his length. His legs were spread, his cheeks were red and his skin was covered in a veil of sweat.
He was a picture of pure lust.
His fingers curled and he moaned, long and loud, the image of a well-built man over him, pounding into him with hot breath hitting his neck.
Erwin stood by the table, Levi never forgot his phone.
Is he here, or-
Erwin's thought were cut out by a low moan. The hair on the back of his neck stood.
Did he bring someone home?
Curiosity pulled at him, and he found himself walking through the house.
He stopped when he saw the gap in Levi's door. The mental war started within Erwin.
Can I peek in? No, no, that's wrong, he's my friend, he'll tell me if he feels the need for me to know.
A groan broke through his thoughts, calling him in.
What if he's in pain? What if someone is forcing themselves on him? Erwin knew he was just convincing himself to look in, but he ignored the guilt, and moved closer to the door. There, on the other side, Levi was on his back, legs spread, finger fucking himself and moaning like no one could hear.
He mustn't have heard me come in.
Erwin wanted to walk away. He wanted to stop this. He felt like he was spying on his friend, he was, of course, but he couldn't. His tongue glazed over his lips and he felt his trousers strain against his hardening length. Levi's back arched and Erwin saw Levi's erection wrapped in his other hand. He shook his head.
No, no, this is Levi, this is my friend.
Another moan sent electricity through Erwin and he stepped back. Dinner would have to wait.
The bathroom across the way was close enough to hear Levi, he didn't need the image, it was already burned into his eyelids. He slipped in and left the door cracked open so he could still hear Levi's sweet ministrations. He pressed his forearm to the wall, supporting himself while he pushed his trousers down just low enough to pull his length from his boxers. He wrapped a hand around his member and stroked himself slowly first. Levi's gasps were carrying through and making Erwin think of Levi in ways he had not considered since they were teens. He closed his eyes, letting the memory of Levi in the next room fill his mind. The gasps and moans were getting quicker, more desperate and Erwin's hand seemed to follow suit. But the memory changed, instead to an image. Levi underneath him, his hands pinned under one of Erwin's, their faces only inches apart, Erwin's free hand grasping Levi's hip, Levi's moans hitting his lips.
Levi felt his orgasm wavering on the horizon, but he wasn't ready yet. He slowed his strokes. His imagination was twisting and changing the man in his mind. The shoulders became familiar ones that had soothed him in hard times, hands became the ones that had held him, the hair that tickled his forehead became the wonted blonde of his best friend. Erwin's face was above his own while their hips slapped together. The image brought Levi's climax closer, and he felt the quiver of orgasm waver in his lower belly. His hand pumped faster, his fingers pressed harder and his moans bounced from the walls.
Erwin pumped faster, hips snapping into his hand and his teeth burying in his lip. Levi was getting louder and Erwin couldn't deny what it did to him. He was edging closer, tensions building in him. He was breathing hard. Sweat rolled over his brow and he felt the first flutter of orgasm. His imagination hadn't stopped, Levi's arms wrapped around his shoulders, their foreheads together, breaths mingling, moans amalgamating, bodies writhing together, Erwin's arms wrapped around Levi's middle, their lips meeting as they got closer to their orgasms. Levi's sounds were getting louder, and the name falling through his lips caught his breath.
With his fingers fucking him sloppily and his other hand pumping him, Levi was close, but the edge seemed hard to reach. Thoughts of his friend pounding into him, pulling him closer, nipping and sucking at free skin, filthy words caressing his lobes. His breaths were mixed with moans, his heart was pounding and nothing in that moment could stop him crying out.
Erwin's orgasm was there, teasing him. Until he heard Levi cry out a name. His name.
"Erwin!"
The utterance was enough to push him over the edge, he grunted and bit down on his lip as sticky cum covered his hand. He leaned on the wall, breathing hard.
Levi's eyes squeezed shut as he called Erwin's name. Stars spotted the darkness as his orgasm rattled through him. His breath caught as his cum splattered across his stomach. He slipped his fingers out, and wiped them on the towel that was cleaning his stomach. To his disgust, he felt a little puddle of drool on his cheek. He pulled himself up lazily. At least the bathroom was close.
Erwin rushed out of the bathroom and back to the kitchen. His hand had been washed and he knew Levi wouldn't wait long before showering. Sure enough, as soon as he clicked the oven on, he heard doors clicking and the shower raining on. He couldn't let Levi know he had overheard him. Instead he pushed the thoughts to the back of his mind, focusing on dinner. Half an hour later, Levi opened the door of the bathroom and wandered through to the kitchen in his bathrobe. He jumped when he saw Erwin standing over a pot of potatoes.
"Erwin! You're home." The blush on his cheeks gave everything away, and Erwin couldn't tell him, not with that amount of embarrassment.
"Yeah, I got in while you were in the shower, didn't want to distract you." He smiled.
"Dinner will be another little while though. Relax. Your Summer started today, right?"
"Yeah, it's nice, I need to get away from teenagers."
"Really?"
Levi leaned against the counter.
"It reminds me of a lot of things. I love English and grammar, my job should be enough, but I think I need a change. I'll accept my holidays and enjoy them, but I think I want a change. I could do a lot. Get a less stressful job, dealing with less people, maybe even get back to writing myself."
Erwin nodded and instead of replying, he got some glasses.
"Wine?"
"Yes, please. Do you think I could? Could I do another job?"
"I don't know, I expect so. You could integrate easily into a quieter job."
Levi nodded and watched Erwin pouring the wine.
"It would be pleasant, you know? Teaching is fine, but…" Levi trailed off, finishing his statement with a wiggling hand gesture.
"Yeah, you could do something else. Take your holidays to see what you'd like to do. I'm sure you can find something."
Levi smiled at him, in a way he hadn't seen before.
"Thank you for being honest with me, I need that kind of reassurance. It's nice to live with someone who knows how to give it. Do you want any help?"
The end of the sentence through him off, but Erwin refused.
"No, no thank you, you can go get dressed if you want."
The shorter man left and Erwin let out a breath. Something in the air between them was different now. It was tiny, but it was different. He went back to dinner, trying to concentrate, but mind constantly drifting to his friend.
While he changed, Levi tried to get back to regular breathing. Something with Erwin seemed so different. The moment talking about his job, it had become something new. The way they spoke in the kitchen, it felt like they had lived together for years instead of just barely a month. The level of comfort was so sudden that Levi found it hard to process. His heart was beating differently and he was looking at Erwin with new eyes. Eyes he hadn't known since he had first met Eren after that drunken night out.
The smell working through the house was making Levi even hungrier than he already was. He was silent when he went into the kitchen, Erwin didn't notice. He stopped in the door, his eyes landing on Erwin. He was focused on mashing potatoes, eyes glazed over, deep in thought. Levi felt a flicker in his stomach. He was staring, he knew that, and when Erwin's eyes flicked up to meet his, the uncomfortably warm rush that spread through him from his stomach was enough. Erwin smiled and Levi's heartbeat pounded in his throat. He smiled back, and he knew that there was not much he wouldn't do to see that smile every night.
Thank you for reading!
I am sorry for the delay, I have been so all over the place and rather out of sorts. We have officially made the switch to Eruri, and I hope you guys love it!