The Toxic Wasters

21. Raise A Little Hell

-Present Day-

Levi loved to watch his husband in the yard. Watching him lift weights, his biceps bulging with the strain. Watching the sweat drench his tan skin.

He practically drooled at the sight.

Levi sat at a cheap picnic table, eyeing his husband as other prisoners played poker at other tables. But he couldn't find himself caring about the others with a stellar view of Eren lying on the bench.

Eren seemed to see Levi's googling eyes, smiling as he pushed the barbell up once more. He wiped the sweat off his brow before standing and walking over to Levi.

Levi perked up when he noticed Eren walking towards him, happy he would be by his side again, and excited that everyone with eyes could see that Eren belonged to him.

Eren leaned down, both arms stretching out on either side of Levi and gripping the table behind him, before stealing a kiss.

"Seems I have an admirer," Eren commented teasingly as he greedily took another kiss.

Levi hummed before replying with no shame, "Of course, you're my eye candy." Levi leaned forward to steal another kiss.

Eren sat beside Levi, circling an arm around the raven. He leaned close to his ear, whispering, "No one's harassing you?" Eren had been keeping an eye on Reiner, who had made it clear, many times, he had an infatuation with Levi. And it boiled Eren's blood.

Levi shook his head. "Not when they know you're mine."

Eren hummed in satisfaction, burying his nose in Levi's neck and pressing a kiss to the skin there. "I'm yours," he confirmed, "and you're mine." Another kiss along Levi's neck before sucking on the skin.

"I'm yours," Levi said through a satisfied moan.

Eren pulled Levi closer into his embrace, peppering kisses and bites along his neck. He was working himself up—from his love bites, demanding hands, and the evident swell in his pants. Levi lightly pushed him away, earning a groan from him.

Every time the guards allowed the prisoners into the yard, Eren and Levi usually stayed back, using the time alone in bed.

"God, I wanna fuck you right now," Eren groaned as if his dilemma wasn't obvious.

Levi looked to his husband pouting on his shoulder. "You were the one that wanted to work out, I told you we could achieve that in better ways."

Eren's pout deepened, "Yeah I'm starting to regret my decision."

"I knew you would," Levi grumbled, wishing they could indulge in their urges.

Eren pulled the raven closer to him as he surveyed the yard. He wasn't fond of any other prisoners, something Levi couldn't blame him for. They were a threat. One wrong move and the couple would be targets.

His eyes landed on Reiner across the yard, a scowl morphing his features. "He keeps looking at you," Eren commented with a frown.

Levi looked over to the blond, seeing his hazel eyes flickering between the couple and Bertholdt. It was enough to make his skin crawl.

Every day had been filled with lewd comments from Reiner, and with each passing day, Eren was closer to snapping. Levi could tell by the twitch of his eye or the tension in his arms or the brooding silence he fell into. But he knew he couldn't indulge in his fantasy of smashing the blond's teeth in. They needed to remain low, not draw attention to themselves.

Levi pressed a thumb to the crease between Eren's brows, rubbing the skin there. "Stop brooding, you'll cause wrinkles."

A chuckle came from Eren as he brought his gaze back to the raven.