Don't Make Me Spell it Out

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Erens POV

I could hear the panic Levi was feeling as he approached me. I kept my eyes shut as his body came near remembering that I hadn't told him about the whole 'heightened senses' thing. He was probably so on edge right now.

"Hey, I bet your really jumpy right now, but try to ignore it" I said softly. He thanked me and turned to leave the room, but I wasn't having it. I craved his body on mine. Shit. Not again.

Over the night I had briefly forgotten about one small thing in my biology. It was really easy to turn me on right now for the sole reason that I was in heat. I grabbed Levi's arm and pulled him towards me.

"Stay" I whined desperately as I felt the all to familiar pooling of heat in my stomach for no apparent reason. I am kind of pissed off that Mikasa told me nothing about this, to be fair though she has been a bitch about the whole thing so what was I expecting.

Levi's shockingly cold skin rubbed against mine as he fell onto the fluffy white bed beside me.

"What are we gonna do? I can't exactly go into work today" Levi said from beside me as he slowly entwined his pale fingers with mine. I opened my eyes then and looked at him properly for the first time since his shift.

I was in awe. He was beautiful before but now he was simply stunning, there was no way to describe how perfect he was.

"Eren. Please stop staring" he said, averting his eyes from me. I smiled as I stared at his new appearance...

"Leviiiii. You are beautiful" I hummed into his ear quietly so it wouldn't shock him so much. He shot a look my way before relaxing again without speaking.

"I should write a song about you, it would be a real hit with the fans" I heard the raven snort beside me.

"Ha. Why?" Oh. I forgot he wouldn't know about the fan base we have. He wouldn't know about all the cute and sexy fan art, or the stories people has written about.

I debated for a moment whether to tell him about it on not. And after a moments hesitation I decided to take a more indirect approach.

"Do you spend much time on the internet Levi?" I questioned over an uncomfortable scoff due to the ever growing issue under the covers. He raised his eyebrow.

"Not really... Why?"

"You should probably go check it out" I said as I slipped my hand onto my issue.

Levi reached over to the bedside table, and he needed to reach across me in order to retrieve his phone. I stiffened as his muscled arm brushed over my bare shoulder. I let out a shuddering breath as he pulled back and started browsing through what I assumed was our brand new fanbase.

I stared blankly across my dimly lit room to the blackened tv directly across from me. The white walls surrounding it making a beautiful contrast. Contrast. Like red blood on a light blue jacket as rain fell in fat droplets, or red against the pale skin of the person you treasured the most in the world. The contrast between a monster named Eren and an angel named Levi. Contrast between heartfelt dreams and crushing reality.

Before I knew it, my problem was solved.

I had lost myself to my traumatic thoughts once again and didn't even notice the quickened breaths coming from beside me. I briefly thought that Levi was having a panic attack but on closer inspection I noticed his eyes weren't filled with fear, but lust.

I smirked.

"Whatcha looking at?" I said with a playful undertone, like a puppy who is crouched down and wagging it's tail.

Levi jumped, his phone fumbling in his hand, struggling to catch it. After a short bit he did, but not before my keen eyes picked up the erotic story about him and I displayed across the screen. Now that I knew I was satisfied and flopped back over and closed my eyes knowing that sleep was not an option.

Wait. Sleep. This morning felt blurry and not in my memory. It felt oddly like how I remember sleeping to be I knit my eyebrows together in confusion. Maybe it had something to do with what Levi and I did last night... But if it was wouldn't he have slept too? It didn't appear as if he had.

The only difference in our situations was... That I was in heat? Is that what it was? Is that why I was able to sleep for the first time in a long time?

"Well you look thoughtful" I heard a deep and soothing voice say from beside me. I looked over at the still shirtless Levi who was looking curiously at me from his phone.

"I was just thinking about why I was able to sleep this morning..." I said, partly slipping back into my thoughts.

"I was actually thinking about that too, plus your skin was so hot, like a fever. I'm kind of worried for you Eren, I don't think that is healthy" he shuffled closer o the bed to me. I felt a comforting coldness radiating off of his bare, pale skin. Such a stark contrast to the way I used to leech off of his human warmth, though I didn't min at all. It was just one less barrier separating us. I used to look at our differences and think that it was all impossible. But Levi laying here beside me, a vampire made things seem okay. But to a more pressing matter... His question. Do I tell him that maybe it is because I am in heat? Or would that just weird him out completely? Well he should know about it before it hits him, unlike me.

"I think I have an idea at what it might be" I said glancing down, and if I had any blood pumping through my body a blush would be on my face.

"Yeah? What is it? Maybe I can help" he said eagerly as he got closer to my weirdly warm skin. I took in a breath to prepare for his response before I even told him.

"I'm in heat" Silence.

After an awkward moment he came back with a cracked word.

"Heat?" He looked at me the moment I looked at him, and incredulous look on my face. Did he really need me to spell it out for him? It was embarrassing enough already. He must have caught onto my train of thought as he awkwardly cleared his throat.

"Well I guess I can help you than" he claimed answering his own question as I tried to hide the excitement from my face.

"Y-you don't need to do-" before I could finish my sentence he used his new found speed to climb onto of me and press his hungry lips to mine.

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