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Erwin can tell Levi is not comfortable, even if Levi is barely comfortable most of the time. What surprises him the most is the other Levi, who’s both uncomfortable and completely pissed. Erwin could swear he’s getting stabbed today, he fears the little man might jump on the table and shiv him first and his Levi second.
Erwin seems cool enough—the… other Erwin, the History teacher. He’s polite and well-spoken, everything Erwin is not; everything Erwin would’ve been if he wanted it. He’s very extroverted too, always smiling and keeping the conversation flowing. It's mostly the Erwins doing the talking in the end, and it's only thanks to the teacher that the table hasn't fallen into deep silence.
It’s quite strange to see Levi dressed like that, in a black hoodie and just plain jeans. Erwin’s used to watching him in a suit most of the time or at least a tie. He’s used to watching him put that tie over his shoulder before dinner and drinking until his nose and cheeks turn red and he doesn't mind the hugs anymore. He has carried his coworker up on his shoulder after late nights all along the streets in Shiganshina to put him to bed and then kiss his forehead goodnight. But Erwin just knows that if he was to get any closer to this other Levi, he would receive a punch in the face—maybe the guts, he’s too short to reach Erwin’s face.
“So why the fuck are we here?” the grumpy Levi suddenly asks. Erwin is happy to hear his voice.
“We’re just getting to know each other!” The teacher explains. “It’s not every day that you get to meet yourself.”
“Yeah, but do they have memories too?”
Ah, he’s just as blunt as my Levi, Erwin thinks. No beating around the bush.
“Yes,” Erwin answers and Levi’s eyes feel like daggers. “We do. As soon as we met each other the memories started to come to us.”
“I'm not here to play games,” grumpy Levi says. “I don’t like thinking my life has been decided by someone else. If you don't have a solution for this then you should go back from where you came.”
“Fine by me,” Levi tells himself across the table and stands up but Erwin stops him.
The teacher stands up too and offers a smile. “Please, there’s no need for this. I’m sure we can learn a lot from each other,” he says and Levi visibly calms down. Not grumpy Levi but, construction director Levi. And they stare at each other before sitting back down.
Erwin’s sure he could never calm him down like that, if anything he always manages to irritate him. But this other Erwin—the teacher guy—he looks so soft, so delicate, so well raised.
“Is your father still alive?” Erwin decides to ask and at least he manages to remove that stupid smile on his face.
“No, yours?”
“No.”
The teacher chuckles. “I guess we will find that as a constant tangent, maybe?”
Erwin doesn't know what a tangent is.
“So what? You both gonna lose your fucking right arm too? We’ll see you fucking die on a rooftop afterwards? This is fucking stupid,” the other Levi snarls, getting up and leaving but Erwin won’t be the one to stop him.
“Levi, please,” the teacher says, getting up himself. “Will you excuse us for a second?” he asks and goes after his Levi.
The sound of the cutlery and chatter suddenly fills the air and Erwin realises the diner is pretty loud around them. Levi’s not saying a word but he’s clenching his hands over his legs and picking at the skin around his nails.
“Is he smaller than you?” Erwin asks, grinning.
“It's no time for fucking jokes, Smith.”
Erwin lets out a deep sigh. “They are normal people just like us.”
“Do you think this is normal?”
“Is any of this normal, Levi?”
Erwin can see his little nostrils flaring so he wraps an arm around him knowing it will only make it worse.
“We’ll be fine! We don't even need to ever see them again, what do you think?”
“I think this is the worst day of my fucking life,” Levi growls.
In front of them, it's the other Erwin and Levi that made their way back, they are looking at them quizzically as they sit back in their places.
“Is everything alright?” Erwin asks, palming Levi’s back a few times and squeezing his neck once before letting go.
“Yes,” the teacher answers. “This is a bit strange for all of us I bet, but I think we can understand more about each other with time.”
“You fuck each other?” The other Levi asks and the teacher chokes on his drink.
Erwin can help but laugh out loud at that. He can only get his Levi to talk like that with several drinks on him. This other Levi seems to be fun all day long.
“No,” Erwin answers, looking straight at him. “We’ve been friends since college, we’re colleagues now. Levi is my superior.”
“Levi’s always been a great captain,” the teacher offers.
“Erwin’s always been a prick,” the other Levi mutters.
“I was wondering, Levi…”
“What?” Both Levis ask in unison and both Erwin chuckles.
“I meant… you… Levi,” he says pointing across the table. “But maybe we could use some nicknames. Or this will become a bit messy.”
“You’re the teacher to me!” Erwin exclaims. “I’m clearly the blue-collar worker, he’s a director,” he explains, pointing at his Levi.
“And what am I? Janitor Levi? Fuck off.”
“You could be tiny Levi,” Erwin offers and with the way he stares back at him, Erwin wonders if he could manage to steal a kiss when Levi finally decides to stick a knife to his lungs.
They leave the diner with future plans because the smug teacher wants them to think it over and meet again. He wants to know how this happened, how it’s possible that there’s a copy of each of them and how many others could be out there. Erwin doesn't think about that too much, ever since he met Levi and they became best friends, they started to regain memories of their past weird life and as much as it may seem fantastic—right out of a movie even—he’s happy to be here, alive and working, eating great food with his lifelong friend.
Though he can’t help but laugh at night in bed after remembering Tiny Levi’s question. They never had sex, not in their previous life or this one. The previous life was too chaotic, the current life made Erwin too horny to have a romantic relationship with Levi, who came out as asexual during his college years. They never clicked that way and Erwin’s learned to understand that. But it's clear that the snobby teacher doesn't have what it takes to fuck the little rascal either. And maybe that’s the tangent or whatever.
The next time they meet goes a little bit smoother. The teacher comes up with a few stupid ideas that will only satisfy his own desire for knowledge. Erwin has left that in his past life, he doesn't want to indulge in puzzles and secrets; he feels free. He feels like he finally has a hold on his life. He enjoys being the leader of his team at work and is satisfied with having them move flawlessly and getting their job done on time, making Levi happy that he’s in charge of a hard-working group of people that run like clockwork. The other asshole on the other hand—the teacher—insists on bringing up the basement and Erwin can see how both Levis tense up at the mere mention of the word.
Yet, somehow, Levi— his Levi— is interested in everything the teacher has to say. He tries to make connections and find coincidences. It’s uncomfortable, to say the least. It's like looking at himself in that life where Levi was his right-hand man and they spend late-night hours drinking tea and working on strategies and talking politics. He doesn't remember the last time he managed to get Levi so engaged in a conversation with him. He always thought that this happened because this time around, Levi was the boss, but now he can't help but think Levi might prefer Erwin to be smarter, or that he cares more about things that Erwin knew, which is funny because he always thought Levi wanted Erwin to worry less about his hyper-fixations—he did tell Erwin to march forward towards his death.
He lets out a deep sigh and rubs his eyes, then excuses himself and walks out for a smoke.
The nicotine hits just right, he leans against the wall and checks the time. They’ve only been here for half an hour and it feels like an eternity. He doesn't think this is the best approach for whatever it is they are doing. They should move on with their normal lives, not dig for treasures. Does that asshole hope to find a way to travel through time? What is he expecting to achieve? Erwin doesn't want to know why his memories go back to a time of imprisonment and death, he wants to know what differences and similarities they have with each other. He wants to know if both Levis make poop jokes and if they also have sleeping problems. He wants to see what tiny Levi sees in that teacher—if anything.
“You smoke?”
Speaking of the devil.
“Yeah, you want one?” Erwin asks, taking the pack out of his pocket and Levi grabs one for himself. Erwin takes out the lighter next and helps with that too.
Tiny Levi drags that cigarette, sucking his cheeks in and looking straight at Erwin.
“They are so fucking boring,” he says, breathing smoke out of his nose and mouth. “How do you stand that guy?”
“I get him drunk every evening, what’s your excuse?”
“We don't see each other that much.”
“You don't?”
“Just at work; in the teachers’ room… or when a kid pukes in class. In the bathroom, if he’s taking a shit.”
Erwin chuckles.
“Erwin doesn't smoke… the one inside,” Levi explains.
“He doesn't look like much fun.”
“Are you so much more fun than him?”
Erwin looks down and smirks. “Wouldn’t you like to know?” he asks and Levi’s eyes go wide before he looks away.
“You freak me out.”
“How so?”
“You’re… so different. Yet…” he says, and finally looks back up. “You are also just… Erwin.”
Erwin shrugs. “I'm not war Erwin and I’m not teacher Erwin. We might look alike, but we are different people. Several aspects of our lives define how we turn out to be. Our childhoods might be similar but the context is very different, we could never be the same.”
Levi snorts. “You’re Erwin for sure.”
“I won't behave like I'm at war and like my life’s at risk when I get to sleep in a comfortable bed, get drunk and jerk off. I'm happy with this life and its challenges already, I don't need to think about the one that killed me before.”
“You didn't need to fucking die,” Levi says and there’s venom in his voice. Maybe the most honest Levi he’s heard in his life.
“You told me to die.”
“Fuck you, you wanted to die. You were hoping to fucking die.”
“I don't want to die now,” Erwin says. His cigarette has burned to the butt but he doesn't want to drop it; he doesn't want to get back inside.
“Good.”
“What about you?” Erwin asks, moving away from the wall and leaning with one hand against it.
“What… What about me?” Levi asks and he looks so much smaller as Erwin hovers over him.
“Do you still follow my judgment blindly?”
“Fuck off.”
“You were a brave little soldier, diligent.”
“I have nothing to follow you here for,” Levi says. “Or him for that matter.”
“I could boss you around if you’d like.”
Levi scrunches his nose, such a common expression on him, so natural on his soft, delicate features.
“Are you fucking stupid?”
Erwin laughs. He’s delighted to be talking to Levi so freely. “Your teacher isn't fun, you said it yourself—”
Levi holds Erwin’s shirt and pulls from it, getting their faces closer. He’s clenching his teeth, frowning deeply. It looks like he’s about to speak but then his eyes scout Erwin’s face entirely. It’s clear how he looks at Erwin’s hair, at his eyebrows—that he most likely hates—, at his nose—he probably hates that too—, then his lips as Erwin smiles, then back into his eyes.
“I'm so fucking sick of your smug face.”
“Why don't you do something about it?” Erwin sneers and Levi lets go, pushing him away and walking back into the diner.
Erwin tucks his erection up to make it less obvious and follows.
Inside the diner, Levi— his Levi —changed seats, he’s next to the teacher now, too close, too personal, almost as if they were scheming something. Erwin walks up to the table and stands next to it but they don't even look up. Tiny—feral—Levi sits down without a word. Erwin would like to know what’s so interesting that they can’t even stop talking for a minute.
He decides to go to the bar and get a couple of beers because coffee won’t do it. The others don’t drink but Tiny Levi does and that is more than enough. And while the others talk about whatever stupid time-space theory. Tiny Levi talks about his job and the motorcycle his uncle passed on to him after he died. He talks about the time he drank tequila with Hange until he passed out, and the time he fucked a dude in the back alley of this exact diner. The guys on the other side of the table look at him completely taken aback. Did the teacher not know about that little fact? Erwin is starting to think this Levi is in fact Cool Levi.
They leave the diner in uneven steps, he wraps an arm around this mischievous little Levi and pinches his chubby cheek. They laugh about getting wasted back then when their expeditions were a fucking wreck and how Mike and Hange are still a wreck in this life too.
Levi—the boss—drives Erwin home and he can't help but envy the teacher as he sees him riding in the back of Cool Levi’s bike. The prude asshole is scared Levi might crash the bike and says he shouldn't drive after drinking so much. Erwin would love to be part of that havoc.
The teacher contacts them once again and Erwin’s only excited because he wants to see Levi. He might not miss the chance to ask for his number this time. Erwin has no idea what the teacher has in mind, probably more questions about the past, more connections, more relationships. For some reason, he set up the school they work at as a meeting spot and Erwin kinda hopes he finds Hange in there, they would definitely freak out. They might actually have something interesting to say about this, something that is not related to fucking titans at least.
Maria’s High school is only a few minutes by bus. It’s a normal weekday, Levi has allowed him the day off for this particular meeting but Erwin is not so sure why he didn't offer a ride. He arrives just in time to see all the kids walk out. He tries to hide so as not to raise any questions but he’s delighted to see so many familiar faces, this is the first time he finds the kids in this context and it’s nice to see them smile. Once the coast is clear, he walks in.
The corridors are empty and dirty, papers all over the floor, gum sticking to the tiles; the classrooms are a mess too. He peeks inside some of them from time to time, just out of curiosity and keeps walking, looking for the teacher’s room until he hears someone cursing.
“If it isn't Janitor Levi,” he says, upon finding him sweeping one of the classrooms.
Levi frowns. “The fuck you want.”
“Your stupid counterpart wanted to have a word so I'm here.”
“Is… your boss here?” He asks, trying to look behind Erwin.
“No, I came by myself,” he answers. Levi’s wearing his uniform, blue slacks and a blue shirt. But what's cuter of it all are his pink gloves. “This must be your favourite part of the day.”
“My favourite part is when everything is pristine and I go to a bar to get wasted.”
“I can already tell I’ll need a beer after hearing that smug teacher explain crap about my life.”
“What gives you the right to be such an ass?” Levi asks, leaving the broom aside. “Who the fuck do you think you are to come here and insult Erwin like you know anything about him?”
“Diligent, little Levi,” Erwin says, walking closer. “You’d follow me anywhere, wouldn't you?” He asks, hovering over his petite figure. “They used to call you my dog, remember that?”
Levi goes for his hair and pulls, it's a tight grip and it hurts so much Erwin’s pants get tight.
“You pretend you don't care about the past yet that’s all you talk about,” he says, getting their faces closer. His breath smells like mint and cigarettes.
“You’re the only thing I care about from back then,” Erwin offers and Levi’s frown deepens.
“Bullshit,” Levi snarls.
But it’s the truth, even if Erwin wouldn't change how things turned out back then, he still regrets not being with Levi in this life. And this Levi is the real thing, this little feral beast in front of him. Loyal, strong… and so fucking scary. A grin creeps up on Erwin's face. He never had a chance before, not one like this and so he decides he won't miss it and holds Levi’s tiny waist strongly and brings him closer for a kiss. The tiny bastard keeps their faces apart for a second, pulling from Erwin’s hair and looking straight at his eyes, then goes for his neck.
Erwin can’t help the grunt that unravels in his throat as Levi’s teeth dig into his skin, he’s pulling from Erwin’s shirt to lick and bite and suck on his neck and shoulder. He’s the violent creature Erwin always knew he was and to ease the pressure on his pants he brings all of Levi’s body closer, pressing his erection against Levi’s legs and then cupping his tight round ass with both hands. He’s always had an amazing body, Erwin wonders just how naked he can get him right here in this classroom. He also wonders if his own Levi ever knew this is what Erwin desired for them and whether Levi wanted this in their past lives as well.
“Shit!” Levi exclaims and lets go. He pushes Erwin away trying to get him to loosen the grip on his waist. “They are coming,” he mutters, clenching his teeth and Erwin finally lets go. “Hide that,” Levi says, slapping Erwin’s clothed cock and then fixing his own clothes.
Then Erwin finally hears it, he thought Levi was lying for a moment but there are voices in the corridor. The other two walk past without even noticing them and something growls inside Erwin’s stomach.
“Hey!” he exclaims, walking out.
“Erwin,” Levi calls, he looks surprised and the teacher smiles stupidly.
“Hello, Erwin,” he says and he gives a nod back.
“When did you get here?” he ask his Levi.
“I’ve… been here since morning,” he explains and Erwin frowns.
“I thought we were meeting after class.”
“Yes, that is the plan,” the teacher answers. “Levi was just keeping me company until then, we were preparing a couple of things,” he explains.
“I asked Levi, he can answer himself,” Erwin says and the teacher finally loses that stupid smile.
“Oi, Smith. Chill, what the fuck is your problem?”
“I don't get this,” Erwin answers. “I thought we were working together.”
“We… we are,” the teacher explains.
“What the fuck happened to your hair anyway?” Levi asks and Erwin brushes it back.
“Nothing,” he says.
“Just go to the teachers’ room, Smith,” Levi orders, pointing his finger behind Erwin. “We’ll be right there, ok? And fucking chill,” Levi says, turning around and holding the teacher’s arm, pulling from it as they get on their way to who knows where.
“Yes, boss,” Erwin mutters.
“Smooth,” Levi says behind him, he’s leaning with both hands at the end of his broom.
Cool Levi.
“Fuck off,” Erwin says and starts marching away to the meeting point but Levi throws the broom to the floor and pulls from his clothes and brings him back into the room, slamming the door behind them.
"You're a feral little thing, aren't ya?" Erwin sneers.
“Shut up,” Levi says, pulling Erwin’s shirt up and spreading his tongue all over his stomach and chest, biting his nipple.
“Shit,” Erwin exclaims but he’s not complaining. He goes straight for Levi’s belt and then untucks his shirt, starts unbuttoning it.
"You're so fucking huge,” Levi moans against his skin. “How are you so much bigger than him?" Levi growls.
Erwin scoops him up from the floor and pushes him against the wall, Levi wraps and hugs him with his legs and they kiss. Is a sloppy, lousy kiss; too violent, too out of sync. Levi pulls from Erwin’s hair with his gloved hands.
"Are you afraid you can't take me?" Erwin asks and Levi clenches his teeth and goes for another kiss, only this time he bites Erwin's lips, making him take a step back and letting go of Levi.
When Erwin takes a finger to his mouth he finds blood. “You’re fucking sick,” he says grinning.
“There’s that fucking psycho smile,” Levi answers with a smirk.
Erwin surges forward to pull Levi’s pants down and holds his legs to lift him onto a filing cabinet next to them. He doesn't think it twice when he takes Levi into his mouth and the little bitch lets out a moan so delicious that Erwin can't believe he waited so long to do this. He tastes pre-semen and blood altogether and swallows around that rich stiff cock, spreading his tongue to experience it all, holding Levi’s little waist and letting his fingers meet.
“Imma—” Levi moans, pulling from Erwin’s hair, trying to pull away. “Fuck!” he exclaims. “Erwin—Imma come, move away!”
But Erwin doesn't move an inch away. He wants it. He can't wait to drink Levi straight up, and suck his balls dry; convince him to leave the fucking school now and run to a motel.
“No! Asshole!” Levi says and bucks his hips, forcing Erwin to gag on his cock and choke.
He steps away coughing. “What the fuck, Levi!” he asks and finds Levi smiling, pulling something out of his pocket and getting down from the cabinet.
“I want you—” he says out of breath. “Inside me.”
Erwin brushes the spit and blood off his mouth and smirks. “Turn around.”
He pushes Levi’s face against the cabinet, making him groan and then spits on his ass.
“I got lube, asshole,” Levi manages, face smudged under Erwin’s big hand.
He takes the tube out of Levi’s hands and spurts some on his fingers. The middle one slips right in and Levi squeals.
“How often do you play with yourself?” Erwin asks, mouth watering.
“Hah, every night… mmn, yeah. Fuck that finger right in,” he pleads.
Erwin’s eyelids go heavy from the high of touching Levi like this, he plays with another finger around his entrance and hears the little bastard whine.
“They are gonna hear us,” Erwin whispers, sliding two fingers in now as Levi punches the cabinet.
“Fuck that! Don't stop!”
Levi twitches around his fingers, Erwin can fill the tight rim loosening up more and more and he keeps spurting lube on Levi’s ass, determined to make another finger fit.
“Yah!” Levi moans. “Mmn, yeah, yah. Erwin, baby. Stretch me, yes,” he exclaims and Erwin gets lost in his words; in how he just called him baby. He leans over Levi’s pale ass to bite and lick, while he tries to take his cock out and ease the need to fuck Levi right now.
“You’re a needy little bitch,” Erwin growls and Levi moans back at him.
“Yeah, yes. Please, I want you inside of me, baby.”
Erwin pulls his fingers out in one swift moment and swallows the water in his mouth. He lubes himself up and rejoices in the wreckage that is Levi in front of him. Bent forward against the school cabinet, pants down to his feet, clock dripping with cum, ass dripping with lube. Erwin hovers over him, aligning himself and Levi shivers under him when the head of his cock softly caresses his hole.
“I'll split you in two.”
“Ha!” Levi moans and swallows. “Fuck, yes! Destroy me, please!”
It’s tight; tight and hot, much more than Erwin could’ve anticipated and he drops on Levi’s back, trying to at least get the head fully in. Levi helps, wiggling his ass softly and silencing his moans around Erwin’s clean fingers; sucking and biting on them; taking them far back into his mouth until Erwin can feel each one of his glands; helping him thrust deeper with each movement of his hips.
He might have died in a previous life; he might have lost Levi then but he finally feels complete. Paradis might as well go to hell but they will still be here, more alive than ever and finally together. Truly.
“God!” Levi exclaims. “Your cock is fuckin’ huge, yes,” he hisses. “Fuck—fuck me! Rip me the fuck apart!”
Erwin moans against his ear, getting fully in, finding the rhythm of their hips, feeling as though they are flying above anything else, moaning just as much. This Levi is everything he needed; the real one, the only one. The most perfect Levi of them all.
“Shit,” Erwin breathes out, pressing his nose right behind Levi’s ear to smell his sweat and perfume, the smell of his soap and shampoo. “You’ve got a hungry little ass,” he growls.
“Hah, yeah. Get it… get it all,” Levi says, pushing his ass back to meet Erwin’s hips. “God, it’s so good,” he grunts.
“Let’s go… to my place,” Erwin says, panting. “After this. I want to fuck you all night.”
“Hah, yeah! Yeah, yes. You can fuck me all you want. Tie—tie me to a fucking bed. Keep me—keep me all stretched… for you.”
Erwin smiles at the beautiful picture that Levi has just drawn in his head and shoves himself deeper, harder.
“You think… we should… tell them?” Erwin asks.
“No—fuck that; fuck them, no—hah!” Levi exclaims loudly as Erwin speeds up; the rattling sound of the cabinet filling the room. “Yes, fuck!” he moans. “Mmn—ah. You’re so… fuckin’... thick. ”
“I'm not sure I want to lie,” Erwin confesses but he doesn't stop. “To my Levi.”
“Fuck him,” Levi seethes. “ I’m your Levi. ”
“Ah! Say that again!” Erwin says, his cock is on fire, he’s so close to filling this little slut’s ass.
“I’m your… your Levi, baby,” he says. “ I’m yours, ” Levi whines and Erwin licks and bites his ear, drooling all over his neck.
Erwin keeps pounding him, pulling his ass harder and closer every time, and Levi’s still so damn tight that Erwin’s sure he’s going to lose it. He can’t wait. He can't wait for Levi to come first so he can follow right after. He trusts his little captain, his feral comrade, and fucks his brains out. An occurrence that should have not waited two lifetimes to take place. Whatever turn of events happened for them to finally meet like this must have happened for a reason and he’s not wasting this one.
Levi’s body trembles under him as he climaxes, moaning like the beautiful slut he is. His throbbing hole is only waiting for Erwin to put an end to this beautiful moment that only marks the beginning of something else. And now that’s his time, Erwin pulls out to watch as his cum spurts all over Levi’s beautiful skin, spotting his back and ass, only to get back inside, slower this time, to milk himself through. He lingers there, both hands on the cabinet and his cock softly thrusting.
Levi looks gorgeous like that, undone and smeared in Erwin’s cum. His eyes are not clouded anymore and no post-nut clarity could make him regret any of this.