Falling Into Flames

Sleepwalking

When the sound of movement reached Eren's ears he felt his heart drop through the floor. Oh god, Levi wasn't awake, was he? Eren glanced over towards Levi's small form; the older man was shifting and grumbling, apparently in his sleep. Eren breathed out a sigh of relief. He did not want to be around if the smaller angry man had been awake when Hanji had tossed out such an inappropriate and private piece of information.

Eren took a deep breath and rubbed his cheeks harshly until he felt some of the residual burn of embarrassment begin to fade.  He cursed Hanji and their horrific sense of, obviously, sadistic humor, and rolled himself under the sheets. Eren made note to thank whomever invented air conditioning, and that Levi and Hanji understood that no room should ever be above 75º.  Eren felt himself drift off to sleep while trying to keep thoughts of piercings and dicks as out of his mind as they were out of sight.

Eren clenched his eyes at the sound of someone shifting around in their sheets, all he wanted was to fall asleep and remain dead to the world until the morning. When hopefully the incredibly inappropriate information was no longer making his face burn.

“Hey, Eren.”

Eren grimaced and buried his face deeper into the pillow, why wouldn't Hanji just go back to bed.

"Don't ignore me when I'm talking to you, brat."

Eren opened his eyes again to see Levi standing at the edge of his bed, staring down at him silver eyes narrowed to slits.  Either Eren was losing it, or he was losing it.  He could have sworn that Levi was asleep in his bed not even a minute ago.  Eren didn’t know what was going on or why but he could most certainly feel the panic building up in his chest, making his stomach twist and churn. 

“Uh, yeah? Is, um...  something... wrong?” He inched tentatively away from Levi and further back on his bed so his back was nearly pressing against the wall.

Levi gave him a small smirk; his eyes were barely more than a silver glimmer in the dark and the rest of his face was barely visible.  But still that look in his eyes was making Eren’s heart start to race. “So...  do you want to see it?”

It took Eren a moment to even process the words.

When it finally dawned on him exactly what Levi maybe meant Eren panicked, he tried to look anywhere but at Levi.  Had Levi overheard Hanji talking about...  Eren forced his lungs to expand as Levi continued to stare down at him calmly. Step one, breathe, step two, deny everything. “S-see what, exactly?” Smooth.

When he heard Levi move closer, he jumped and snapped his eyes back onto the shorter man who was now leaning forward resting a hand on his bed. Levi’s free hand was sliding down his side before stopping right at the waistband of his boxer briefs. It was weird Eren had gotten more of a boxers feel from him earlier.  Still, Eren couldn’t help but watch as thin fingers lightly tugged and toyed with the elastic band clinging tightly to sharply defined hips. Eren also couldn’t help the semi he was now sporting, tugging the sheets with one hand to cover himself.

Eren really wanted to know what the actual fuck is going on. Levi was undeniably hot as fuck, but there was no way that this short douche bag he had just met would be doing this right now.  ...Right?

“So, do you want to? You've been staring at me all day brat, you're not exactly... subtle.”

Eren couldn’t believe this was happening.  His mouth went dry.  Eren glanced up at the dark haired man above him and tentatively nodded his head. Levi smirked, "thought so," he whispered as he began to inch the article of clothing down painstakingly slow. Eren took in a sharp intake of breath as he watched the fine trail of hair down Levi's naval grow just before it reached-