It's complicated: Levi x Petra Lemon

Chapter 8 : a surpise visitor

Warning smut hehe as requested

Petra was letting the water trickle down her back ,lost in her own thoughts, only to be interrupted by the shower curtain being pulled back. Startled, she threw her hands over her chest and looked at the intruder, terrified at first.

"L...Levi?" she raised an eyebrow at him, still a little taken aback. There he was, standing there in nothing but a towel right before her. She didn't even hear the door open, much less someone approaching the shower. She must have really been lost in her thoughts.

"What are you...mm!" before she could even finish her question, Levi had removed his towel, revealing his gifted assets, and was stepping into the shower. Petra backed up a bit, now completely flustered and confused. "What are you doing?"

"Getting in the shower, what does it look like?" he looked at her; cocking his head and eyeing her body, only making her blush even more.

"You couldn't have waited?"

"I'm fucking filthy; I can't stand it anymore." He cringed. "Plus this hot water won't last for two shower's worth. These days you have to conserve...right?"

"I...uhm..." Petra stuttered, running her hand through her hair, and still as flustered as ever.

"I don't know why you're freaking the fuck out like that..." Levi turned towards the shower head and let the water run down his body. "It's not like I haven't seen it all...and vice versa." He began to run his hands through his hair, shampooing it thoroughly.

Petra sighed. "You could have given me a warning, or better yet asked at least..." she grabbed a rag and began to soap it up before she started to run it over her body.

"Ah. Well I'm sorry. I'll be more polite next time." Levi stuck his head under the stream of water, rinsing his hair that now looked raven black when drenched. It was such a lovely color.

As Levi continued to rinse his hair, Petra only kept her eyes on him, on his back. He had such a beautiful back; for some reason, she just loved it. Muscles, scars, and everything else; she adored it. She lifted the already soaped up cloth and gently pressed it against his skin. Levi felt this and stopped rinsing his hair, his arms slowly dropping back down to his sides. Petra began to run the cloth over his skin, making small, circular motions along his middle to upper back.

"Here...I'll wash your back for you." She spoke softly and she continued to wash his back with gentle motions. His shoulders hunched a little, still not used to being touched; but after a few moments, his muscles relaxed and his tension was gone. For some reason, when she touched him it was different. It wasn't annoying in the slightest; not from her. He was beginning to realize this more and more these days.

After a moment or two of letting Petra wash his back, he felt something different. Her soft lips gently pressed up against back. He turned around, now face to face and looking into those sweet, honey eyes.

"What...was that for?" he asked.

"I..." she blushed, but smiled nonetheless and continued. "...love your back. It's one of my favorite features on you. Silly...I know."

"Not at all..." he moved in closer. "You like to touch it a lot...I noticed."

"Mmm..." she continued to blush, looking away from him slightly. Levi lifted his hand and put it to her chin, turning her face gently back towards him.

"You know what I like?" he asked in a low voice, staring dead into her eyes at this point.

"...What?" she whispered.

Levi bit his lower lip slightly as he ran a thumb over Petra's lips. "These lips."

"...Really?" she asked softly.