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Levi had just unscrewed the top of his soda when there was a knock on his door. Checking his watch, he made his way towards the front of his house. He was expecting someone to come by and fix his kitchen sink since his neighbour, Hange, had somehow managed to block it the other day.
"Last time I'm letting her anywhere in my kitchen," Levi grumbled as he took a swing of his soda before unlocking his door and pulling it open.
"Hey, you called for a plumber?" A deep smooth voice spoke.
Levi automatically retracted and ended up choking on his soda.
Standing in front of him, was a living, breathing Adonis. Long thick legs covered in khakis attached to a tall torso clothed with a skin-tight black tee. Beautifully tanned muscled arms covered in tattoos were exposed to the beating sun, making the sheen of his sweat sparkle.
Fuck.
Levi's eyes travelled up to his neck and higher, up to a sharp shapely jawline, thick full lips and the most dazzling eyes known to man.
Fuck. Fuck.
Chocolate coloured strands of hair were pulled back into a messy half-bun.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
If sex could walk, this man would be it.
"Oh, shit," the man exclaimed, snapping Levi out of his intense staring. "You-"
"Fine," Levi cut the gorgeous man in front of him off in a raspy voice. He coughed loudly into his clenched fist and the corner of his eyes started to water. "I'm fine. Sorry. Ah... Come in."
The man frowned as he shuffled on the spot. "Are you sure you're fine? Your face is red."
"Yeah," Levi grumbled. He leaned against his door and continued to stare at the man.
It should be illegal to be that hot.
"M'fine. You coming in or what?"
"I would," the man's lips pulled into a smirk. Levi's stomach clenched. "But you're kind of blocking my way."
Levi automatically pushed himself off his door frame and spun on his heels.
"It's just the kitchen," Levi mumbled as he tried to hide his embarrassment. "Around the corner."
He gestured to his left just as his door clicked shut. The sound had his pulse racing.
Holy shit I want to fuck my plumber.
The man behind him looked too young for him to even be considering it. Not to mention he might not even like dick. Levi needed to push his libido out of the window and keep his dirty thoughts for his bed and range of colourful dildos. Under no circumstances, is he going to eye-rape the man behind him as he did a few moments ago.
"Levi, was it?" The man asked, making Levi jump. "Sorry if you prefer Mr. Ackerman. I just don't like calling people by their last name."
Levi slowly turned around and found himself less than a meter in front of the man. His eyes locked onto the man's chest and he watched it move with each breath the man took.
"You can call me whatever you want." Levi replied with a slight shake to his voice.
The chest in front of him got closer. Levi tilted his head back and those emerald blue eyes locked him in place. Suddenly, something hard was pressed against his stomach, capturing Levi's attention.
"Kitchen?"
Levi blinked down at the toolbox separating them before realisation hit him.
"Oh, y-yeah," he cleared his throat and took a large step back. "Follow me."
Levi headed to his kitchen, placing his soda on top of the landing before he stopped in front of his sink.
"So you got chunks of cheese stuck in there, huh?" the man asked as he dropped to his knees. The man opened the pantry and took a look at the traps. His fingers ran along them as another sexy smirk appeared on his handsome face. "Do I wanna know?"
Levi was still staring at those long tanned fingers, imagining that his body was the one being caressed by them. When the man lifted his head and raised a brow at him, Levi averted his eyes.
"No, you don't." Levi replied. Then, he blurted out, "what's your name?"
The man's other brow raised. "You never read my name tag?"
Levi instantly looked over the man's shirt. Attached to his right breast pocket, was a tag.
"Eren Jaeger," Levi read. "You're German then."
"Yeah," Eren confirmed as he opened his toolbox and shuffled through it. He pulled something out before ducking his head back under the sink. "I know the language and all that but I've never been. Guess I just can't find the time."
"How old are you?" Levi quickly asked.
Shut up, you horny old bastard.
"I'm older than I look," was Eren's mumbled reply as he worked his arms. Levi's attention was diverted to watching those muscles flex with each twist and turn. "I'm guessing you're the same?"
"Ah, yeah," Levi answered breathlessly. "Most ridiculous age I've ever been given was eighteen."
Eren's head turned and he gazed up at Levi. "You have to admit, you have an extremely youthful face."
"So do you. You're what, twenty?"
A soft chuckle. "Fuck no. I passed that age a long time ago."
"So how old are you?" Levi repeated his question.
There's no way he's older than twenty-five.
Eren turned back to his work. "I'm thirty-two."
"Don't fucking lie to me." Levi snapped.
Eren reached into his toolbox and pulled out another item. "I don't lie."
Levi's chest shouldn't have clenched from that but it did. Still, Eren was too young for him.
dammit, I knew it.
He couldn't have had a chance with someone that good looking anyway.
"Oh." Was all Levi said before he rested his back on the kitchen island.
"I know you're forty-six," Eren's muffled voice spoke from below the sink. "I read your file when I got the request. Couldn't believe it when you opened the door. Thought you were Mr. Ackerman's kid or something."
Levi's heart started racing when Eren mentioned his age but a snort was dragged out of him at that last comment.
"Fuck you." Levi huffed.
Eren's movements seemed to pause for a second before he reached for his toolbox. Eren didn't say anything after that and Levi was glad for the silence. He could continue to admire his hot plumber without worrying about being caught now. Eren's tattoos pulled most of his attention. On his right arm, a large beast-like monster was inked in black and green covering his entire arm. It was extremely detailed. Levi could make out two letters entwined within the wild hair of the beast.
A&M
He wanted to ask who's initials those were. It was clear that they were an important person to Eren or else he wouldn't have it permanently placed on his skin. His left side was incredibly different from the right though. A range of items were interconnected together, creating one giant black canvas of art. Levi could see a key tied with a teacup and...
Was that a cravat?
A long wire leading to two flat-topped swords seemed to cover a name that Levi couldn't quite make out. He moved closer and from his new angle, he could see the letters 'Ca'. Levi was incredibly curious to know who's name was tattooed on Eren's arm. So he shuffled closer, hoping to sneak a peek without gaining Eren's attention.
The closer he got, the less attention he paid to his surroundings. Levi took a step closer before his foot collided with the toolbox, shaking his balance. With a sharp gasp, Levi didn't have time to correct his footing and found himself stumbling towards the hard floor of his kitchen.
"What-" Eren began before he reached out with lightning-fast reflexes and took hold of Levi's wrist, holding him in place. "Dammit, Captain. Be more careful."
Levi was too focused on Eren's hold on his arm that the words didn't fully sink in until he stared up at Eren.
"What did you call me?"
Eren blinked before his eyes widen in surprise. "I... I don't know why I said that. I just... Watch where you're going, alright?"
Levi turned his gaze to Eren's hold on his wrist. "Sorry. I was just trying to take a look at your... Tattoos."
Levi's voice broke off as his face heated up.
He's so close.
Eren was staring down at him with an unreadable expression on his face but one that seemed so familiar to Levi. As if Eren had looked at him like this before. Without realising it, Levi was slowly leaning closer towards Eren, his head pushing back.
I want to kiss him.
I want to kiss him so bad-
Eren instantly let go before he shoved Levi back and hastily stood to his feet.
"S-Sorry, I've got to get my bag from the car." Eren rushed out before he quickly turned around and headed out of the kitchen.
Leaving Levi sitting on the cold floor feeling like an idiot.
The fuck is wrong with me?
Dammit.
He should have left Eren to fix his sink and finished his soda while sitting on his couch. He shouldn't have even tried to kiss Eren, to begin with. Levi didn't even know if he had a girlfriend or wife. For all he knew, Eren could be a happily married straight man with kids.
"I'm an idiot," Levi groaned. "I've got to apologise."
As embarrassed as he felt, Levi needed to sort things out. He still needed his sink fixed and if it made Eren feel better, he'd leave the kitchen and head up to his room.
But then he might think I'm jacking off while thinking of him.
Maybe he should just stay on his couch.
Mind made up, Levi steeled his spine and got to his feet. He headed back to the hallway and went to his door when Eren opened it, stepping in with a heaving chest.
God damn, he's hot.
Fucking focus.
Eren held his eye and neither of them spoke for a solid minute. Levi was slowly starting to lose his confidence and decided to blurt out his apology.
"Listen," Levi began with a sigh. "I'm sorry. I wasn't... I shouldn't have done that. I'll just stay in the living room while you finish up."
"Levi."
"Or I could head out and leave you to it," Levi continued, ignoring Eren as the brunet walked closer to him. "I've got to give Hange a piece of my mind anyway."
"Le-"
"Or you might feel too uncomfortable for any of that," Levi spoke over him. "I would not blame you if you want to leave. But to be fair, I'm a single gay man and you're unbelievably attractive."
"L-"
"I'm not like this," Levi urged. "I don't usually take any interest in anyone, but-"
"Captain," Eren growled near his ear. "Just shut the fuck up already."
Levi opened his mouth to reply when Eren grasped his face between his hands and crashed their lips together.
Levi's mouth moved against Eren's before his mind caught up to the fact that his hot plumber was kissing him. If he were able to think at that moment he would have asked why Eren kept calling him captain. Aside from the casual one-night stands he had the misfortune of experiencing during his early twenties to late thirties, Levi had never actually been in a serious relationship. He was surprisingly sensitive, a fact which he hid exceptionally well behind his aloof persona. No one had ever interested him enough that he was clumsy to trip and crash into them.
But he had also never met anyone like Eren Jaeger before either.
Eren's arms had reached around his back when Levi raised himself up so he could push against Eren's mouth, their chests pressed tightly together. Eren's lips were so warm, the heat from the plumber's hands scolding on his back. Levi wanted to rip his clothes off so Eren could touch him everywhere, leave scorch marks along his skin.
"Hey-" the brunet pulled back with a huff. "I'm not going to walk more than a meter before I have my fingers in your ass."
Eren's hands reached to grab hold of Levi's cheeks before he squeezed. Levi pushed back against them.
"Fine, fuck me in the kitchen then." Levi breathed. "As long as you plan on helping me clean up later, I don't care."
Eren's head tilted back and Levi had to step back on the heels of his feet to meet his eye. Eren gave him a slow smile.
"Just as I remember," the brunet whispered out.
"Eren-" Levi urged, ignoring his curiosity behind the brunet's words. "I'll turn to dust by the time you decide to do anything."
It was maddening. That kiss wasn't enough. Levi was already throbbing in his jeans with anticipation and judging by the same hard press he felt against his lower stomach, Eren was as well.
The brunet's hands left his ass then and Levi pulled back as Eren took hold of his waist instead, grinding against him. Eren began to move, pushing Levi back until the raven almost tripped over his own feet for the second time that day. Eren's hold on him tightened. Levi's breath hitched as the brunet leaned down to claim his lips once more. This time, Levi wrapped his arms around Eren's neck and let out a gruntled moan.
"You're so hot," Levi rasped out before tangling his fingers through Eren's hair. "Fuck, the moment I saw you I literally almost choked to death."
Eren let out an amused sound before groaning. "Legs around me."
Levi kissed Eren this time, the brunet's words falling on deaf ears. Eren could have said he was married and Levi wouldn't have bothered paying attention. He just wanted his sexy plumber to fuck him right now.
Something hard pressed against Levi's lower back but before he could figure out what it was, Eren had holstered him up on the counter, spread his legs, pressed into him and dragged his mouth along Levi's jaw, his neck and-
"Wh-" Levi jumped back, lowering his hands so he could press them on the counter. He stared at the brunet who was currently ripping the buttons of his shirt with his bare teeth. Levi could only watch as Eren spat out each button, getting lower and lower until he stopped just shy from the raven's jeans. If Levi didn't have a massive boner for his plumber he might have chewed the brunet out for ruining one of his best shirts. Eren made quick work of stripping off his jeans, pressing those hot lips along Levi's inner thigh before reaching up to glide his fingers along the raven's exposed chest.
"You're so delicate," Eren grinned. "I'm almost afraid I'll break you. But you're much stronger than you look, aren't you, Levi?"
Levi didn't know how to reply to that. Eren spoke as if they had known each other for much longer than a few minutes. Still, he was far too horny to think much of it. Levi crossed his legs around Eren's waist, dragging the brunet closer before he reached up to pull his shirt over his head. Eren hastily removed Levi's own shirt as well. He then reached back and dragged a bottle from the pocket of his pants.
"Do you always carry lube around with you?" Levi questioned, exploring the large expansion of Eren's tanned chest. There wasn't a single flab of fat on him and his skin was so smooth and smelled so nice. Levi didn't even bother trying to resist a sudden urge to lean in and sniff Eren's body. He pressed his face right against Eren's stomach before breathing in his scent.
"I had a feeling." Eren answered.
"Do you make plans of screwing every short-tempered man in their forties?"
"No," Eren popped the cap open and Levi's legs squeezed around the brunet from the sound. "Just you."
Levi shouldn't have felt flattered but oh, he ridiculously did. His hands slipped down to unbutton Eren's pants as the brunet dragged him to the edge of the counter. Levi's ass hung in midair and Eren slicked his fingers up before taking the raven's cock in hand. Levi had managed to drag Eren's impressive length out of his pants before he arched his back in surprise.
"Good?" Eren's tongue ran the soft skin of Levi's ear, slowly trailing down his neck. The cold saliva made Levi shiver, the movement causing Eren's touch on his sensitive head to slip over his leaking slit.
"Ah-" Levi managed, sucking in a deep breath.
"I bet you're sensitive right here." Eren spoke softly. He latched onto Levi's shoulder, grazing the skin with his teeth before nibbling it.
Fuck, fuck...
Levi's fingers clenched around Eren's pulsing member as he clamped his mouth shut, but it didn't stop the rumbling whines from escaping. Eren's warm fingers gave Levi's cock a few quick pumps before the brunet squirted out a large dollop of lube, capped the lid and chucked the bottle further into the kitchen. Eren reached lower and Levi barely had time to suck in a breath before a finger was shoved into his ass.
"Shit," Levi hissed, flinching back from the sudden intrusion and lingering burn. "Ha..."
Eren didn't wait for him to adjust, thrusting the finger deeply before dragging it back out. Levi's hands fisted and went back to the countertop. He buried his face against Eren's shoulder and let out a groan. Eren added a second finger and Levi tensed in anticipation before it penetrated.
"Last thing I want is to hurt you," Eren mumbled along his neck. "But patience isn't something I have."
"Then-" Levi whimpered. "Hurry up."
"What do you think I'm doing?" Eren growled as he thrust another finger, more roughly than he did the others. Levi let out a sharp choking sound before Eren lifted his head to silence him. The brunet's kiss did little to distract Levi from the uncomfortable stretch but it did help ease his tense muscles. He slowly began to relax. Eren felt him lean against his chest and grunted against their kiss. He then removed his fingers before gripping the base of Levi's cock, his own lined up along Levi's slicked hole. The raven knew he wasn't as prepared as he should have been but all thoughts of rationality flew out the window the moment Eren had first kissed him. Eren was wild and bold, characteristics that, for some reason, appealed to him.
Levi couldn't prevent himself from tensing when Eren began to push against his entrance though, seeming to forget for a brief second of the brunet's sheer size. Eren's tongue was slowly running along his lip and Levi allowed it to slip inside his mouth. Eren's hips gave a sharp thrust and Levi's thighs clenched around the brunet's waist when the large appendage managed to breach his inner walls. Eren started to run his fingers along Levi's cock as began to slowly move, each drag of his hips opening Levi's hole wide enough to allow the raven to take more inches of his length. Levi's throat was starting to constrict with the need for air but he also refused to break their kiss. Eren had moulded their mouths together, their tongues rubbing along each other and their teeth bumping with each suck.
It was addictive. Eren's fingers wrapped around his cock, stroking it gently as he finally bottomed out was enough to have Levi moaning from simply being so full.
Eren suddenly broke their kiss, dragging a whine of protest from Levi.
"I wanna hear you," Eren spoke deeply. His eyelids were hooded and his heated gaze sent a spark of pleasure down Levi's spine. "Wanna let you tell me how good I make you feel."
Each word was met with a quick thrust of his hips, melting the sting of pain Levi had felt into a burning need for him to go faster, start thrusting harder.
"More, Eren," Levi gasped, wrapping his arms around the brunet. "Thought you weren't... Very patient."
Eren started to move faster. Levi bit back a startled yelp.
"Oh yeah?" Eren groaned. "Tell me what you want me to do, Levi. More what? More this?"
With more speed, Eren gave a hard thrust, one that hit the raven's prostate dead on.
"Yes," Levi moaned, throwing his head back. "Right there! Please, more- Oh !"
Eren slammed his hands on each side of Levi's body before leaning in, breathing harshly against the raven's ear. Levi's back arched against him. Eren's harsh thrusts were pushing him further up the countertop and Levi was slowly starting to feel the back of his throat burn up from the excessive cries he was releasing.
"Fuck," Eren growled. "You've got such a pretty voice."
"I... Want to cum," Levi gasped desperately, his toes clenching. "Ah-... Please!"
"Your begging," Eren went to grip Levi's hips then and started moving without abandonment. "You have no idea, what it does to me."
"F-Fuck..." Levi sobbed.
Eren wasn't holding back, his movements impossibly fast and each hit against his prostate was bruising. Levi wouldn't need to so much as touch his leaking cock for his release to wash over him, Eren would make him combust from his thrusts alone. Each jab was another push closer to Levi's peak, each strain of Eren's muscled arms digging into his hips sent shivers of pleasure throughout his entire body. Levi's stomach boiled with desperation as he gripped Eren's arms before clawing at them, his voice rising in pitch, indicating how close he was.
"Eren," Levi's throat was raw, all he could manage was a broken whimper as he held the brunet's darkened eyes. "I'm... G-gonna cum!"
"Yes," Eren hissed. He sounded just as wrecked as Levi felt. "Cum all over your stomach for me. Let me feel you clench my cock and push me over the edge, Levi."
The thought of being the reason why Eren had such a feral look on his face did things to Levi's chest. Hearing those words was enough to do it. Along with Eren's continuous rhythm, Levi gasped before biting down on his tongue. The scream he held back still found a way to tear through his vocal cords, a gargled cry of Eren's name as he came. His stomach tightened and his toes twitched as his hole clenched around Eren repeatedly, shots of his cum coating their chests. Eren breathed deeply against his neck then, releasing a long groan as he tensed above Levi, letting go inside him as they both struggled to breathe. The afterglow leaving Levi feeling lightheaded and seconds away from passing out.
"Okay," Eren chuckled with a heavy breath. "Whoever blocked your sink is the fucking best. Please let them break a few more things for you so I have an excuse to come over and fuck you again. Maybe the bathroom this time."
Levi huffed before lightly butting Eren's shoulder with his head. "People usually ask for a number, Eren."
"I'm not people."
Levi leaned back. "What, you telling me I just got fucked by some kind of alien?"
It was Eren's turn to huff. "You know what I mean."
You're right, you're completely unique.
"Help clean me out," Levi said, deciding to change the subject. The last thing he needed was more reason to grow attached to the gorgeous man he had known for less than an hour. "There's a cloth around the counter."
Eren didn't move.
"Hey," Levi hissed, feeling how worn out his muscles now were. "I actually can't feel my legs. Get out of me."
"Captain."
Levi started to push himself back on the counter, hoping he could push Eren off him, but the brunet didn't let him. "Why do you keep calling me-"
Levi stopped as he noticed the words tattoed on Eren's arm. The 'Ca' from before were the first two letters of the same title Eren kept calling him.
"Is that a kink of yours or something?"
"Ah... No, I've just always liked that word," Eren answered with a shrug. He finally decided to pull out, making Levi let out a sigh. "Besides, you did say I can call you whatever I wanted and it suits you."
Levi frowned. "Would have made more sense if it were a kink."
"Hey," Eren's features suddenly became serious. "I want to stay the night."
Levi was hesitant to reply, mainly because Eren was a stranger and he'd never actually slept with someone he'd just had a fuck with. Still, he couldn't deny the pull he felt towards the brunet.
"Fine," Levi reluctantly agreed, shifting on the counter. His ass was so sore he couldn't help but flinch. "Aren't you still working?"
"You were my last call," Eren gave him a beautiful warm smile. "Feels like fate, doesn't it?"
"I don't believe in that crap." Levi shifted once more, finding a position that wasn't so hard on his bottom.
"It's fate." Eren urged before tilting Levi's chin up and giving him a soft long kiss. When Eren broke away Levi couldn't help but pull him back.
"More?" Eren smirked.
"A lot more."