This story isn't winding down. I wanted to wind it down before taking an MIA month or two.

So spoilers...get your popcorn and children hide your eyes!

XD

Levi's eyes opened slowly when he turned over and shut them back tightly. It could not have been too late. Once more, he opened them to take in his surroundings; closet, half closed door, and Petra still asleep next to him.

The ginger haired woman was tucked under all the blankets, only a few strands of her hair peeked above the covers. He feels one of her legs stretch and rub against his before it stops.

He groans becoming painfully aware of the affect Petra Ral has on him. He scoots closer to her under the covers and gently slides his hand under the shirt, touching her warm skin. He missed waking up to her. Seeing her on video was nice but it could never be the same. She moved again under his hand.

"Levi."

It was loud enough for him to hear and he smirked as he continued to rub her hip in circles. Petra stirred beside him and rolled over and surfaced from under the blankets.

"Good morning, brat." He mutters, still moving his hand lovingly over her skin.

"Good morning short stuff." She replies with a yawn. "Sleep well?"

"Somewhat. You?"

"About as good as can be expected after last night." She says smiling weakly at him and closing her eyes as she enjoys his touching. His hand reaches under the band of her panties and moves to her ass. "That feels so good." She scoots closer and plants a kiss on his chin.

"Do you want more, Petra?"

Oh, what a loaded question.

Her chest tightens at his question. She wants him bad. She looks at him, memorizing every feature of his face and answers with equal fervor, "Yes, Levi."

The corners of his lips turn upward, and he stops his work to pull her leg over his hip and resumes, moving his hand below her panties. Fingers pressing into her, dragging along the sensitive skin. He could feel her arousal. Hot. Wet.

"Ah, Levi." Petra groans pressing her lithe body into his.

He pumps his middle finger inside of her. Feeling her warmth, enjoying how her muscles clench at him. Once it is covered, he slips the digit back out and drags it up. Feeling for her clit. Rubbing under the hood, then quickly back inside her.

"Fuck, Levi." Petra hisses beginning to move against him, feeling the tension build faster. He watches her as he works her over. Enjoying every sound, every move. Proud of being able to bring her such pleasure.

He removes the digit once more and drags it to her clit, lubricating it and starts petting her. Working a rhythm.

Petra's hands grasp at his own shirt, pushing it up his well-toned chest. Her lips press against his warm skin, planting kisses on him.

"Petra, fuck." He mumbles. She stops and glances up through her eyelashes at him.

"Yes, Levi?"

He stops and hooks his fingers on the band of her panties once more, dragging them downward, leaving her exposed and gawking at him.

"What are you doing?!"

"I am going to fuck you. Hard." He sits up and removes his own shirt, tossing it off the bed.

"You're glowing." Zoe says after quietly observing Petra when she walks into the office, grinning from ear to ear. She walks into Petra's office and watches her as she begins humming and straightening up.

Petra looks at her and nods, "I am."

Zoe tilts her head and perches herself on the chair opposite of Petra's. Something was different, alright.

"How is Levi? Resting up?"

Oh, he is resting. After this morning, he is probably back asleep. Petra takes her seat opposite of Zoe and continues smiling, "Yes, he is resting. Unfortunately, we have to move out."

"What?!" Zoe's eyebrows pinch together, horrified and she becomes animated. "What in God's name do you have to move for? Did you have nightmares of aliens invading and wake up the neighbors?"

Petra shushes Zoe and shakes her head, slightly concerned. She always jumps to the wildest conclusions. "Calm down. No. Another tenant ratted me and Clive out." Petra admits shrugging her shoulders. "Plus, Clive pissed on my couch pillows and knocked the television off the stand."

"Sounds like a cat from hell."

"He just acted out because I left him alone. I don't think Levi is a fan of his."

"It is furry, pisses in a litter box which he will have change, and sheds everywhere. Of course, he isn't a fan." She explains giving Petra a serious look.

Still, Petra hoped Clive would grow on her boyfriend. She prayed they would have a decent first meeting. Instead, it went so wrong fast.

"Why don't you two just buy a house?" Zoe suggests as she reaches to scratch her head. "That way nobody can tell you that you can't keep Clive."

Petra blinks, silently agreeing that is a really good idea. She knew she had money saved back for this day. What would Levi think? Could he see himself buying something that expensive and permanent with her? Sure, they love each other but this was a huge step. Levi is also an architect. They could get a fixer upper outside of the city limits and Levi could really keep busy.

Hm.

"Let me discuss it with him. He may enjoy a fixer upper." Petra switches on her office computer and waits for it to boot up. She must check her email. She accepted the nomination for the board position. If she received the position, she would be in a much better position to buy a house with him.

"Exactly! I know the resort is supposed to take a year and all, but this will still be good. Find something that is livable and do the renovations over time."

"Good idea. Still, have to ask him." Petra opens the email client and scans her inbox. Nothing yet. "Until then, time to work."

Zoe scrunches her nose feigning disgust and mopes her way out of the office, leaving Petra alone.

After Petra left to work at least half a day, Levi finally pushed his body from the bed to shower. He sent Erwin a text before dropping his phone back on the bed.

As he walked through the hall, he looked around for Clive and wondered if Petra left him food or thought Levi would handle it. He peeked into the kitchen and found the furry feline observing the outside world from the window.

Interesting.

Without so much as a peep, he hurried back into the bedroom and grabbed some clothes for the day.

Once finished, he dried himself in the shower and reached for his underwear.

Except they were not on the toilet seat where he placed them. "God dammit." Levi swears as he looks around the bathroom confused. When his eyes reach the door, it finally dawns on him. Clive.

He wraps the towel around his waist and stalks out of the bathroom, still wet. He looked into the bedroom first with no luck then turns on his heel, eyes narrowing when he sees the four-legged Satan sniffing his undies.

"Clive." He begins coming to a halt before the feline. The cat eyes him and stops wagging his tail. "Can I have those back?" He asks. Jesus Christ, I'm chatting to this damn cat like it understands me.

Clive looks down at the offending material and steps on them, earning a scowl from Levi. Clive sniffs the material again and begins walking in a small circle before looking up at Levi and meowing.

"No!" Levi rushes forward, realizing from the odor just what Clive was doing on his underwear. Just as luck would have it, Levi slips and tumbles forward landing on the hard floor in front of Clive who already demonstrated just what he thought of Levi. His arm and hip ached from the fall. He grumbles watching Clive trot off back to the kitchen.

"Damn cat." He mutters propping himself up on his elbows. He would just have to wash them before Petra returned from work and feign that he and Satan got along all day. He raises up and assesses his body for bruises, all he finds is cat dander sticking to him which further annoys him. As he stands he goes back to the bedroom for his cell phone and lets Erwin know he will be at his place in an hour before taking a fresh pair of underwear to the bathroom and locking himself in and showering once more.

It would be great to never have to live in a cramped space again. Never have to pay rent again. Maybe we should buy a house together. Petra wearing nothing but that pink apron and baking apple pie on a Saturday afternoon. No more listening to the tenants above us jam out to Bon Jovi late at night. Yes, that sounds better. Levi stops scrubbing the dander from himself as he realizes what crossed his mind.

After his shower, Levi dresses and rushes back to the bedroom where his phone is. He sees the screen is bright with a notification. A text from Petra.

How about we buy a house instead of renting ever again? XOXO

A huge smile plasters itself on his face as he reads the words. He would deny he smiled that big if anyone asked. It just wasn't like him to show that kind of emotion. It was like she read his mind.

Sounds like a great idea.