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Levi is relieved.
More than relieved, actually.
Because contrary to what she feared, Eren doesn’t lose interest in her after their first night together filled with sex, orgasms, and more sex. They meet up the next day and, well. The same events transpire.
Eren between her legs, eager and so, so willing.
This… turns into a routine, of sorts. One date turns into two and then three and then… many, many more. Some days, they spend hours wrapped around each other sharing heated kisses and tantalizing touches; other days, they go on dates, learning about each other in fragments. But it’s difficult for Levi to be completely open, especially when it comes to sharing details about her life in a way that doesn’t give too much away about her being vampire.
The truth is, Levi’s never… done dates.
Pieck tried setting her up with people in the past, but it never quite worked out. Erwin stayed out of it, finding “human notions” to be nonsensical and pointless.
Now, those two had been very curious about how Levi’s time had gone with the human she had stolen away from the club, but Levi didn’t want to share Eren with them yet.
Hanji was excited about the prospect of another human joining their midst, someone to squeal about vampires with, but…
Levi hasn't told Eren about being a vampire, yet. Not that it would be too hard for Eren to piece it together, given that Levi has fed on her… multiple times. Eren hasn’t said anything about it yet, oddly enough. Every time Levi’s taken her blood when they‘ve been together, it’s just sort of… not been addressed.
Levi assumed Eren just didn’t want to talk about it, or, maybe, she hadn’t realized what Levi was doing? Although, how do you not notice your blood being taken? Did she think Levi was some blood fetishist and is doing it only for the love of the game?
Either way, introducing her to Pieck and Erwin would be too much.
Eren is hers. Her sweet secret, and she enjoys what they have. Maybe a little too much, even. But she wants to keep Eren to herself for as long as she can, and she will.
They're going on a date today; an outdoor café Eren's brought her to many times before. It's become their designated date spot, although Levi enjoys everywhere Eren brings her.
Almost instantly she flushes when she sees Eren from behind, sitting at a table—their table. It’s nearly impossible not to have such a visceral reaction when she sees Eren, now. It's so much more than just hunger, though part of Levi is afraid to admit what it actually is, yet.
Levi can't help but think about how Eren looks even more beautiful in the daylight, especially those dazzling eyes of hers that reflect the light from the sun like glistening pools of water. God, Levi could get lost in them.
Levi steps up behind her, reaching around to cover her eyes and lean down, kissing the back of her neck.
“Guess who?” She whispers, as if Eren wouldn’t know. It impresses her that from the second she had covered Eren’s eyes, her sweet lover had recognized her by touch alone, not tensing or reacting in the slightest.
“My pretty girlfriend?” Eren says. Levi can hear her smile.
Girlfriend.
Levi’s heart flutters and she removes her hands, wrapping her arms loosely around Eren’s neck. “Wow, you got it,” she teases, pressing a kiss to Eren’s cheek. “Have you ordered yet?”
“No,” Eren says, placing her hands on Levi’s arms. “I was waiting for you.”
“My sweet girl,” Levi kisses her cheek, slipping away to sit down across from her. Instantly she wraps a leg loosely around Eren’s. She has to be connected to her human, in some way or another. “I’ll have the usual, tea. Order anything, it’s on me.”
“You never eat a lot,” Eren notes, a small chuckle slipping past her lips. “Are you just never hungry?”
Levi hums, nudging Eren’s foot. “I’m always hungry for one thing…”
“Right,” Eren snorts. “I guess you do bite me a lot. Wanna know something funny? Mikasa said you were a vampire, or something.”
Levi’s brows arch up into her goddamn hairline. Mikasa, the sister. She’s recognizing the names of the people from Eren’s life more and more.
She tries her best to crack a smile. She can’t tell if this is Eren’s way of telling her she knows about what Levi is, or… is she teasing? Levi really can’t tell, but it’s safer to play it off.
“Does she know a lot of vampires then?”
Eren rolls her eyes, an amused smile on her lips. “Vampires don’t exist, obviously.”
Huh.
Levi is… lost. She stares at Eren for a moment, dumbfounded. Is she messing with her?
No.
Eren’s not the type to tease like this, not unless she’s between her legs. So, then what is this? She sounds so sincere.
Does she… really not know?
God… what sort of freak does she think Levi is then?
Maybe it is better if she thinks Levi is a human with a blood fetish. What if actually finding out that Levi is a true vampire scares her off?
Cold fear strikes Levi. That can’t happen. Eren can’t leave her. She can't.
“Right,” Levi replies, offering Eren a tight smile she hopes doesn't look too forced. “What a silly thing to say. I’m just a biter… can’t help it, you’re just so delicious.”
Eren grins, wiggling her eyebrows. “Maybe I should just climb on the table and have you eat me, then.”
“Eren…” Levi cheeks flush and she gives Eren a warning look the second a server stops by their table. She can hardly keep her thoughts straight as she orders them tea and the pastry of the day, strawberry danish. Because now, she’s fucking hungry for something sweet and willing sitting across from her, staring at her with those piercing eyes.
When they’re left alone once more, she slides a foot up the side of Eren’s leg.
“You play too much,” Levi mumbles, “how am I to keep my hands off of you?”
Eren hums, leaning forward as she rests her chin on her hands, a smirk on her lips. “Who said you had to?”
Hm. Right.
Levi takes a look around. No one is looking at them. Good. She carefully gets up and pulls her chair alongside Eren’s.
“You’re right,” she sits down beside her, reaching over the short distance to place a hand on Eren’s thigh. “I could do whatever I want to you right here…”
“We’re into public sex now?” Eren grins. “I can dig that.”
“You made a compelling case, dear,” Levi squeezes Eren’s thigh, slipping her hand higher up, and parting Eren’s thighs in the process. She presses her fingers teasingly to a wet patch that’s starting to form in the middle of Eren’s pants. “Look at that…you do need me.”
“Fuck,” Eren curses, grinding into Levi’s hand. “Yeah. That’s all your fault.”
“My fault? That’s rude,” Levi teases, leaning closer to brush her lips against Eren’s jaw, bringing herself closer to Eren and in the process shielding what they’re doing from any passersby. “You offered…” she adds, licking a strip up Eren’s neck.
“I did,” Eren exhales shakily, a low moan leaving her lips. Her hand then moves to Levi’s thigh too, easily slipping under her skirt until she finds Levi’s underwear, and shamelessly pushes it aside to press her fingers against Levi’s wet entrance. “Two can play at this game.”
An involuntary gasp escapes Levi and she immediately clamps her thighs shut against Eren’s fingers, but all that does is push her devious hand against her clit.
“Fuck,” Levi groans, and just then, of course, the server appears. Levi’s quick to shift her body slightly to the side to hide where exactly Eren’s hand is. She forces a smile, trying to steady her breathing as the tea and pastries are set down.
Only when the server walks away does Levi press herself to Eren’s side, biting into her neck, but not harsh enough to puncture the skin.
“You’re a menace,” Levi mumbles, moving her hand over the waistband of Eren’s pants and slipping it in. Her mouth waters from the wetness that immediately greets her. She moves her finger teasingly over the hardened nub, letting out a satisfied groan. “I’m fucking you properly once we’re out of here.”
“Let’s just go to the bathroom,” Eren suggests, letting out a shaky breath. “I don’t wanna wait.”
“So impatient…”
As if Levi’s any better. She jumps out of her seat, grabbing Eren’s hand and yanking her toward the bathroom. They nearly run someone over coming out. Oh well. The second they’re in there, Levi heads into the first unoccupied stall and pushes Eren in, shutting the door behind them. The moment it’s closed, her lips are on Eren’s, claiming them into a frenzied kiss.
Her hand falls from the front of Eren’s shirt, back down into her pants before her fingers plunge into her wet entrance with a shuddered moan.
“God,” Levi whispers, “you’re so wet…all for me.”
“You’re so hot, I can’t help it,” Eren says, gripping hard onto Levi’s shoulders. “Too bad we don’t have the strap with us, you would’ve looked hot pressed against the bathroom door. Or bent over the sink….”
“I won’t say no to your fingers,” Levi smiles. Something about Eren’s excitement sends such warmth through her. “But for now… let me take care of you, sweet girl.” She starts to thrust her fingers in and out at a steady pace, using her thumb to rub circles into Eren’s clit. Each time she does, she feels her clench so deliciously…
Cursing under her breath, she leans in, latching onto Eren’s neck. This time, her teeth break through the skin. The arousal that goes through her is more fulfilling than actually satiating the need for blood.
To think Eren doesn’t even fully grasp what Levi’s been doing when she does this…
“Levi, fuck,” Eren curses, her hand sliding down to Levi’s breast before she squeezes, hard. “Levi…”
Levi runs her tongue over the marks that will bruise, groaning from Eren’s exploratory hands. "You’re doing so good,” she murmurs, wrapping an arm around Eren’s waist. “I’m going to make you cum and then feed you pastries as a treat for being so good for me.”
“Hah,” Eren lets out in between two breathy moans, “there’s something else I’d rather have on my tongue.”
“Yeah?” Levi fights back a smile, curling her fingers inside of Eren. “You wanna get on your knees for me then and show me?”
“Fuck yes,” Eren says, not even giving Levi a moment to properly slip her fingers out of her when she drops to her knees, wasting no time and making quick work of lifting her skirt and pushing her underwear to the side. She licks a stripe up Levi’s dripping hole, sucking on her clit almost immediately.
Levi’s back hits the door of the stall with a thud and she gasps, arching into Eren’s mouth. Her mind goes completely blank, only the feeling of Eren’s warm, unrelenting tongue fills her. Curses spill out of her as she throws her leg over Eren’s shoulder, bringing her closer.
“You’re so good…” she breathes out, moaning quietly and reaching out to grab at Eren’s hair, tugging at the short strands harshly. “Don’t stop, fuck.”
A part of her can’t believe she’s so aroused she’s willingly doing this in a public bathroom. God, what has she become? This is all Eren’s fault. Eren and her pretty eyes, her delicious lips and her sinful, sinful tongue that suddenly presses inside Levi and makes her see stars.
“You taste so good,” Eren says, immediately returning to lick Levi’s entrance as her hands move to Levi’s ass, squeezing it hard. She uses it to pull Levi even closer, smothering her face as a result. Eren groans in response, sucking on Levi’s clit like her life depends on it.
“Oh fuck,” Levi groans, her breaths quickening as the tightness in her gut intensifies. “Eren…I can’t…” she breathes out, gasping and tugging at Eren’s hair when she feels teeth, “I…I’m so close, fuck…”
Levi scrambles to steady herself, her hand slamming into the side of the stall with such force that it makes a small dent. Fuck. She’ll worry about that later.
Her orgasm hits her, sudden and unforgiving, making everything else so goddamn trivial in that moment. It feels so good, it's ridiculous. Even after all this time, even after all the orgasms Eren has given her, every new climax feels like the first, just as strong and addictive. Nothing brings her quite as high as Eren does, and god, Levi really is addicted.
Greedy as ever, she keeps a tight grip on Eren’s hair, rolling her hips against that delicious tongue until she get overstimulated and the pleasure becomes a little too painful.
“Eren…” she rasps, her hold loosening, “god…” she pats her shoulder gently, groaning, “you can stop… I can’t take much more…”
Eren gives her clit one last lick before she pulls away, dropping Levi's skirt before she leans her chin against Levi’s stomach, a smug, satisfied smirk on her lips. “Much better than pastries.”
Levi agrees wholeheartedly.
And when she leans down to press a deep kiss to Eren’s lips, she can definitely agree that Eren is certainly better and sweeter than pastries.
Something that Levi will never tire of.
Never.
“I have a problem.”
“Oh good, gossip,” Erwin immediately sits up, shutting his book. Levi makes a face at the random, compelled human beside him that he shoos aside.
Pieck lifts her head from Hanji’s lap, who’s taking vigorous notes about… who knows what, honestly. Levi doesn't care.
“What’s wrong?” Pieck asks. As usual, she's the more concerned party.
“Eren. My….” Levi trails off, clearing her throat.
Pieck smiles. “Girlfriend? You can say it. You won’t burst into flames.”
Levi’s afraid that she might. It’s not like she’s ever had one. A girlfriend. She’s still getting used to the unprompted flutters in her chest. “Yes. I….well, she doesn’t know I’m a vampire and I don’t know what to do about it.”
Silence.
Erwin raises a bushy brow, and Pieck squints. Even Hanji stops their note taking to look up.
“How?” Pieck sits up. “Have you been compelling her too much?”
“No,” Levi frowns, “you know how I feel about that. I wouldn’t. I only compelled her once during our first time and it was to… calm her. But since then she just sort of… I don’t know. I think she thinks me feeding on her blood is some… kink thing? I think. Honestly, I don’t know what she thinks. I just know she doesn't think I'm a vampire. Or that vampires even exist.”
“Maybe she’s in denial,” Erwin muses, crossing his arms with a contemplative hum. “Humans have a funny way of doing that, ignoring what’s right in front of their eyes. It’s easier than accepting the truth. Silly, isn’t it?”
Levi rolls her eyes. Pretentious ass. “Either way, I don’t know what to do about it. If this is going to be something long term,” which she really wants it to be, “then… she needs to know, but I don’t know how she’d take it? The last time we broached the subject, it’s because she was telling me her sister thinks I’m a vampire and how ridiculous it is.”
Again, the silence.
Pieck chuckles quietly. “My… you sure picked someone very interesting.”
“If you don’t want to tell her, why don’t you show her?” Hanji breaks their silence.
Levi sighs, setting down her forgotten tea. “How? I’ve been biting her pretty much every time we have sex. Her sisternoticed, but she hasn’t.”
“Well,” Hanji hums, “I already knew about vampires before I met Pieck, so… it didn’t take me long to notice. I knew what to look for. Eren doesn’t. So… I don't know, be weird!”
“What the fuck does that mean?”
“Invite her here,” Hanji grins. “Look at that weirdo!” They point aggressively to Erwin, who deadpans in response. “Look at this house. It’s all so… out of place. Old.”
“I like to say vintage,” Pieck chimes in.
“My point is… show Eren all the ways you’re a vampire without actually saying it or biting her and scaring the shit out of her.”
Hm.
This sounds… complicated.
But inviting Eren over here seems like a start.
Hanji's right, there’s too many weird things in this fucked up mansion (that Levi’s convinced is haunted) for Eren to miss.
It… could work.
Hanji scrambles over to Levi’s side, noting down multiple ideas for how she can get Eren to understand. All of them are varying levels of ridiculous and could backfire. But they’re better than Erwin’s ideas, which are just… to point blank horrify Eren into knowing the truth.
Levi doesn’t want to kill this relationship. She wants this to work. She needs it to.
Bringing Eren here is the first step.
She'll make it happen.
Soon.
A week later, after several discussions with Erwin, Pieck and Hanji about how to behave, she greets Eren with a smile at the door, slipping closer to immediately kiss her. The kiss fills her with warmth, warmth only Eren can bring her.
When Levi pulls away, she surveys Eren's reactions to the hall, moving out of the way to let her in.
“Welcome to… my home.”
Or Dracula’s mansion, as Hanji had called it.
“Cool place,” Eren notes, humming appreciatively as she takes in the surroundings. “Very… gothic. It suits you.”
“I don’t really own it, but… thank you," Levi replies, shutting the heavy door behind Eren. “Stay close or you might get lost in here,” Levi tells her, guiding Eren down the narrow hall. It took her some time to get used to goddamn paintings and freaky statues in every corner. “Want to help me with the dinner?”
“Sure,” Eren grins. “You’re the dinner, right? ‘Cause I can help stuffing you.”
“I…” Levi pauses, deadpanning. “Eren.” As hard as he tries though, she can’t help the smile that starts to stretch across her lips. “I was planning on feeding you and then fucking you but… I guess I don’t need to be picky about the order of events.”
Eren grins all the more, wrapping her arms around Levi and pulling her closer. “We can fuck before and after.”
“You’re insatiable…” Levi whispers, brushing her lips against Eren’s and teasingly biting at her lips, “fucking in the kitchen seems unsanitary, but I’d make an exception for you.”
Words she never thought she’d say. Fucking in a kitchen should honestly be illegal, but. It's Eren. How can Levi ever say no to her?
“Sex is unsanitary no matter what,” Eren points out, because of course she does.
“Of course you’d say that,” Levi cups Eren’s cheek, dragging her down for another kiss. “It’s just down this hall. Think you can make it without jumping me right here?”
Erwin would pop an eyebrow if they got cum on his stupid fancy rugs.
Well.
Now Levi wants to get cum everywhere…
“Hmm, I dunno,” Eren hums, trailing kisses down to Levi’s neck. “This wall behind you is pretty inviting. We can fuck right next to this creepy ass painting.”
Levi chuckles, grabbing Eren by the front of her shirt and slamming her into the wall beside said creepy painting. “Erwin’s a collector,” she murmurs, pressing kisses to Eren’s lips. Soft, quick, and certainly leaving room for more to desire. “There’s endless rooms to fuck in… we can busy ourselves with that. I have all night. Think you can keep up?”
Eren pouts. Looks away, too. The fuck? “Erwin,” she lets out, her voice laced with venom. “Why do you live with a man?”
Right. Levi had noted a flicker of something on Eren's face when she had explained her living situation. But Eren had said nothing at the time, and Levi knew better than to press. Seems like Eren didn't manage to hold on to her dismay for very long after all.
Good.
Levi wants honesty between them. It's the whole point of bringing her here, after all.
“It’s not like that…” Levi promises, cupping Eren’s chin and turning her head to face her. “He’s only interested in men. I’m nothing to him. You don’t have to worry, sweet girl…” Levi leans closer, pressing her lips to the corner of Eren’s lips. “Jealous?”
“Yeah,” Eren admits, still pouting. “You should be living with me.”
Levi smiles the slightest. That'd be dangerous. Considering Levi doesn't take too much from Eren every time she feeds, she still needs to rely on blood bags. How would she explain that, if Eren doesn't know what she is?
“You won’t get sick of me?” Levi asks instead, pressing another lingering kiss to Eren’s lips.
“Never.”
Levi hums, nuzzling into Eren’s neck, her teeth grazing at the soft skin. “I have weird habits,” she adds quietly, pressing a kiss to Eren’s neck.
“I like all your habits.”
“You notice new ones when you live with someone,” Levi murmurs, biting lightly into Eren’s neck. “I like you a lot… I’d hate to lose you.”
“You won’t lose me,” Eren assures, suddenly cupping Levi’s face before she looks into her eyes, full of sincerity and dare she say, love. “I promise.”
Levi can only stare at Eren with wonder and amazement. Such conviction for a human with such a short life…
Something uncomfortable churns in her chest.
She’d nearly forgotten her lover is very… very human. And fragile. Anything could happen to her. Anything could take Eren away from her.
Maybe living together is the answer. That way… Levi would be able to keep a closer eye on her. Protect her. Pamper her.
Yes. She must. She'll just find a way to hide the bloodbags. Hide a cooler in Eren's closet, or something. That closet's a mess, anyway. Which, normally, Levi would fix, but for the purpose of hiding the blood bags…
“You’re sweet,” Levi whispers, pulling Eren in for a deep kiss, “this place is too big for me anyway. Your home is… a real home.”
Because you're there.
“Wait,” Eren grins, “so you’ll move in with me?”
Levi flushes. “If… you want me to. If the offer stands… yes. I’d like that. Having constant access to you…”
Eren grins all the more. “Of course I want you to. I miss you all the time.”
“All the time?” Levi teases. “Me or…my tongue?”
“Am I allowed to say both?”
“You’re allowed to say anything.” Levi cups Eren’s cheek fondly. “I almost forgot I invited you here to actually… dodinner. You’re a very distracting person.”
“Oops,” Eren says, though she doesn’t look sorry at all.
Dinner is certainly forgotten. In the end, Levi has her way with Eren right there next to Erwin’s creepy fucking painting.
And then Eren pins her to the grand table in the dining hall, fucking her open with just her tongue and fingers, claiming that she doesn’t need to eat anything but Levi.
The entire purpose of this date lays forgotten in the recesses of Levi’s mind as her fifth orgasm rolls over her.
The truth is, this is all Levi needs.
Nothing else matters.
Nothing but Eren and her sinful tongue.
“So did it work?” Pieck asks Levi over lunch. “Does she know what you are?”
Levi flushes, her mind returning the night before. Right… she actually had a plan and it went down the drain the second she saw Eren. No surprise there. “Uh…..not particularly.”
Erwin lifts his head from his notebook. “I doubt it worked. The entire mansion smells like sex.”
Levi scowls. “Shut the fuck up. You have your weird sex slaves here all the time.”
“Then,” Pieck interrupts, waving at Erwin to shut up, “what happened? She didn’t think… anything was off about this place? About you?”
“Not particularly.”
“She doesn’t have very good survival instincts, does she?” Pieck clears her throat, returning to her wine.
“I’m also moving in with her.”
Both Erwin and Pieck look at her with wide eyes.
“Isn’t that too soon?” Pieck raises a brow.
“What’s wrong with my house?” Erwin frowns.
“It’s not the house. I just… I like being with her,” Levi shrugs, looking to her phone, waiting for it to light up with a text from Eren. “I want to know what it feels like to have a real home. With her.”
From the look in their eyes, neither of them seem to really understand.
Levi’s not surprised. They’re much older than her. Neither of them probably remember as clearly what it’s like to actually… live in a home instead of a sinister, dark mansion.
Levi might not feel many things anymore, but there’s something… cold about the mansion. The chill in her bones is never truly gone, not until she’s lying in Eren’s arms.
Eren’s apartment, in comparison, looks properly lived in. All the pictures and trinkets by her bedside drawer, the crinkles and creases in the couch, the chips in the walls, scattered clothes and board game pieces from days she’d had her friends over…
A truly lived in home, with a story to tell.
The only story this mansion tells is that of a man’s very, very long and disconnected life. Passing through history as nothing but an observer, never truly living in the times, rather letting it pass him by.
“Are you going to tell her about being a vampire?” Pieck is the first to break the silence.
“I don’t know,” Levi confesses, “if I’m going to live with her, I’m more hesitant to do so.”
What if telling her now ruins what they're building? What if Eren needs more time? What if… it's better to wait?
“You should,” Pieck gives her a small smile, “if she doesn’t react well, you could always compel her.”
Right. And wipe everything else with it, losing Eren and everything that makes her Eren in the process.
Levi refuses.
Her phone lights up and the conversation goes forgotten as she gets up to go meet with Eren in the front.
Levi will dwell on this later.
She ends up not dwelling much on whether she should tell Eren.
Why? Well, to put it simply, she's been… distracted. With feeling at peace, for once in her life.
She initially worried that, maybe, within a few days of moving in together, Eren would realize that they’re incompatible after all but… that hasn't happened. They haven't clashed, they haven't had arguments, and even Levi’s strange quirks don't seem to irritate Eren, especially when it comes to her standards of cleanliness.
Levi somewhat worried about what she’d do with her time, especially when Eren sleeps, but… honestly, Levi loves to watch her. And even though Levi does get a little bored when Eren is off to work, she busies herself with cleaning, cooking and baking, all of which Eren has been very thankful for each time she comes home tired from work and wants to do nothing but relax in Levi's arms.
Levi hadn't realized how tired Eren's been until they moved in together and Levi got to see her even when Eren had been too down to do anything but watch TV, stressed from the work she'd spent all day doing. Eren doesn't ever really want to talk about it, but Levi can see the exhaustion and annoyance on her face—can smell it, too. Even her blood tastes differently when she's been drained from work.
Levi remembers all too well the trials and tribulations of work. She hasn't worked for years, not needing to since she's accumulated a large sum of money over the years, having nothing to do but work and no expenses since she's been living with Erwin who's filthy rich.
Some days, she wonders if she should suggest Eren take a break, or… stop work altogether. Eren would definitely be better for it. But is it too soon to mention something like that? Levi's technically only moved in a month ago, and they've been dating for only a few months. In vampire time, that's nothing. Even for a human, it isn't much.
Still, she—
"Levi, I'm home."
Oh, thank god. Levi covers the lid of the pasta sauce she's been working on and rushes to the front door (using her vampiric speed, too, oops), finding Eren taking off her shoes and getting rid of her jacket.
Good.
Too many layers of clothing cover bits of her scent, and Levi doesn't like it.
When Eren's sweet scent hits her, though, Levi instantly relaxes, coming to wrap her arms around her sweet human and pulling her closer until her nose finds Eren's neck, inhaling deepy.
“I missed you,” Levi mumbles, burying her face into Eren’s neck. Her scent entices her, calls to Levi to bite, but she refrains. For now. She presses a gentle kiss to her skin instead, and pulls away to cup Eren's cheeks, noting the hints of exhaustion in her eyes. "Everything okay?"
"I'm… okay," Eren says, though it doesn't sound all that truthful. "Work was just… tiresome. I'm better now that I'm here…" she trails off, wrapping her arms around Levi's waist and pulling her close, leaning her forehead against her shoulder.
Hm…
Is this a good time to mention that she doesn't have to work, anymore?
Better now than never…
“You know…” Levi starts slowly, carefully, “you don’t have to work anymore. I have enough money for the both of us.”
“Yeah?” Eren chuckles, lifting her head up. “And what would I be, your sugar baby?”
“Why not?” Levi smiles, pressing a kiss to Eren’s lips, slow and drawn out. “I can take care of you. Wouldn’t you like that?” She strokes Eren’s cheek with the back of her hand. “You could stay home with me… be pretty and in bed for my viewing and eating pleasure.”
Eren grins. Thank god, her idea wasn't immediately rejected. “So we can just have sex all day?”
“Yes.” Levi kisses her again, sucking lightly on her lower lip. “Doesn’t that sound nice? Wouldn’t you like orgasms all day? That would be divine, wouldn't it?”
And Levi would have Eren all to herself…
“I’d really become your sugar baby, in that case,” Eren snorts. “Though I’m not opposed…”
Thank god.
“No?” Levi smiles, burying her fingers through the loose strands of deliciously soft hair. “Something to consider. I don’t do well on my own…” she trails soft kisses along Eren’s jaw and down to her neck where her scent is strongest. “And you know I can’t get enough of you…”
"Levi…" Eren hums, her hand coming to Levi's hair, brushing through the long, soft strands. "Are you sure you'd be okay with using your money on me? I don't want to be greedy…"
"And what's wrong with greedy? I want you to be greedy," Levi insists, leaning into Eren's touch. "I'm not doing it for completely wholesome reasons either," she points out, booping Eren's nose, "I'm being selfish. The less you work, the more of you I'll have."
Eren smiles. "That is true…"
"When have I spoken anything but the truth?" Levi leans closer, stealing a soft kiss. She ignores the way her chest tightens saying that, knowing full well how much of the truth she hides from Eren. "Think about it. You don't have to make any decisions now, but…I think it'd be good for us."
"What if…" Eren trails off, gently running her fingers up and down Levi's arm. "I want to make my decision now?"
Oh?
Levi smiles. "Yeah? Then I'd say I'll support any decision you make." She leans closer, brushing a gentle kiss against Eren's cheek.
"I think I'd very much like it to be your sugar baby," Eren replies, a knowing smirk curving her lips. "With the perks, and everything."
Levi hums, tucking loose strands of hair behind Eren's ear. "Perks, huh? And what perks would that be?"
"You get to order me around," Eren grins, moving closer, her lips ghosting over Levi's. "And I can be your good girl."
"My, my," Levi drawls, cupping Eren's chin and squeezing it gently, "you don't waste any time. I suppose some house rules are necessary then. No clothes, that's the first. If we're in here, I don't want you covered."
Eren hums, a lazy smile curving her lips. "Not even in lingerie?"
Ah.
She got her there.
"Hmm….lingerie gets a pass. As long as it's completely see-through."
Eren laughs. "Of course, of course… anything you want, madam."
"Don't turn me on," Levi chuckles, leaning into press a light kiss to Eren's cheek. "It's settled then. My full time sugar baby… I'll make sure every minute is worth it. We can start now… with you removing those clothes."
Eren grins. "Anything you want," she repeats, making a show of removing everything she's wearing, down to her thong which she removes very, very slowly. She then takes a step closer, wrapping her arms around Levi's neck and pressing her naked body against her. She licks the shell of Levi's ear, and asks, "what next?"
"Let me show you."
The pasta goes forgotten, the garlic bread in the oven goes forgotten, too—the only thing Levi focuses on is unceremoniously throwing Eren onto the couch, spreading her and eating her out until she screams with each orgasm that takes her.
Only when the smoke detector goes off that Levi pulls away and they burst into laughter.
It's when they're rushing into the kitchen and trying to get the smoke out through the small window that Levi realizes, beyond the shade of a doubt…
This is it.
This is the life she wants.
As it turns out, getting Eren to stop working? Best idea Levi ever had. Eren seems so much more energized, her attention completely focused on Levi, all day, every day. Levi feels like she's in heaven, if such a thing even exists.
If it does, Levi knows for certain that it's with Eren in this bubble of theirs, warm and sweet. She cherishes their days more than she's cherished anything in her life, the simple and almost natural intimacy brings her more peace than she thought possible for someone of her kind.
She has never felt more alive, and it has nothing to do with the blood she takes from Eren on occasion. Just seeing Eren satisfies her hunger in ways she never could before, not even with the endless bloodbags.
She thinks—hopes—Eren feels the same, with her bright smiles and her warm hands, always craddling Levi's face and pressing kiss after kiss to her lips every moment they spend together.
Despite the simplicity of their days, Levi wouldn't have it any other way. The infinite time they get together… honestly, Levi wants even more.
Which… may or may not be why she still hasn't told Eren what she is. She meant to, of course. It's been weeks since Eren's quit her job and started spending every waking moment with Levi, and Levi would've had plenty of time to sit Eren down and… confess to being a vampire.
But, honestly? Levi is even more hesitant, now. They share such a lovely home together now… how can she disturb that peace?
This peace. Her eyes momentarily drift down to Eren, her beloved Eren, who rests her head against Levi's thigh, curled up beside her like this is the only place she belongs.
Smiling fondly, Levi brushes her fingers through Eren's silken hair, now messy from the way Levi pulled at it earlier when Eren had been making a mess of her from between her legs. God, the mere reminder of that devilish tongue plunging into her and sucking at her so enthusiastically nearly has her wet again.
Still, she doesn't dare ruin this precious moment.
Eren keeps letting out the softest and sweetest sighs, low enough that Levi thinks she might have fallen asleep, only for Eren to tighten her hold around her leg or nuzzle into her thigh.
Levi feels content, absentmindedly scrolling through her phone as Eren starts to draw hearts on her skin, pressing feathery kisses against her thigh.
"Levi?" Eren then says, her tone so gentle, so soft.
"Hmm?" Levi looks down at her once more. "What is it?" Her fingers drift down from Eren's hair to her soft cheek.
Eren gazes up, teal eyes meeting Levi's. She looks so blissed out, so beautifully radiant from the golden rays of sunlight pouring in through the windows. Her hand rests on Levi's stomach, her fingers brushing against the soft skin. "I want to say something," she declares, her idle fingers absently stroking at Levi's skin.
Smiling the slightest, Levi tilts her head. "Go on, I'm listening… or should I be scared?"
"No," Eren says, a lazy smile curving her lips. "It's something sweet."
"Oh?" Levi smiles, lightly pinching Eren's cheek. "Go on then, tell me before I die of old age."
What a silly phrase. Levi hasn't aged in so long.
"I'm preparing myself for it!" Eren chuckles, her pretty cheeks pink. "It's a little nerve-wrecking…"
Levi's brows arch. She leans down and lightly presses her lips to Eren's head. "If you need help with calming nerves, I happen to know a great way to do that…"
Eren laughs. "Stoooop, I'm trying to be serious!"
"Alright, alright I'm sorry…" Levi chuckles, poking Eren's nose, "so serious, what is this, a proposal?"
"No!" Eren exclaims, though her cheeks only darken, to that red flush Levi loves so much. "You're making this difficult…"
"Oh no, how terrible of me…" Levi smiles, chuckling and pulling Eren up to her chest to press a kiss to her delicious rosy cheeks. "I'm taking a vow of silence… starting now."
Eren stares at her intently, her eyes shining with affection. Levi knows what she's about to say. She knows. She waits with a halted breath for Eren to say it, to breathe it into the air around them and give Levi the chance to say it too like she's been wanting to.
She doesn't know when exactly she's stopped being afraid of her feelings, when exactly she's given in to the overwhelming love she feels for this human, her human, but…
God, Levi loves Eren.
She loves her so much.
Eren brings her hands to Levi's cheeks, gently craddling her face in her soft, warm hands Levi can never get enough of. Eren presses a gentle kiss to her lips, first. Then her cheek. Then the other. Before her mesmerizing, loving teal eyes meet Levi's again, and her mouth moves, finally saying:
"I love you."
Warmth immediately fills Levi. With how often she's been feeding from Eren, it's not surprising that even her cold, dead body is able to feel warmth. Even if she couldn't, she still somehow would at the sound of those words.
She cups Eren by the back of her neck and pulls her in for a gentle kiss, letting out a soft sigh against her lips as her fingers dig through her soft strands of hair.
"I love you…" she whispers, brushing her lips against Eren's lightly, "so much."
"Yeah?" Eren grins, her eyes shining so bright when she pulls away. "Say it again."
Oh. If Levi had a beating heart, it'd flutter out of her goddamn chest. She presses soft kiss after kiss to Eren's lips, tucking loose strands of hair behind her ear. "I love you," she murmurs, pressing another kiss to Eren's lips, "I love you," and another kiss, "I love you so much."
Eren grins against her lips, kissing her again and again, like she needs Levi more than she needs oxygen, like Levi is everything she could ever need and more.
"You make me so happy," Eren murmurs against her lips, her words just as sweet as she sounds. "I'm so glad I went to that stupid club."
"I wasn't going to go," Levi murmurs, stroking Eren's cheek lovingly, "I honestly wanted to just…stay indoors. Forever. I'm glad I went." She connects their lips into yet another soft kiss. "But I'm sure if I hadn't met you there, I'd have met you elsewhere."
"Yeah?" Eren grins, pecking her lips. "And where would you have met me?"
Levi hums contemplatively, stroking Eren's hair. "Preferably in my bedroom, but I'd need to get you here first… maybe we'd have a cliche bump in and you'd fall for me…" she grins, squeezing Eren's chin, "it doesn't matter. I'd fall for you regardless."
Eren chuckles. "You'd think we'd just casually bump into each other?"
"The world is a mysterious place, so why not?" Levi bops Eren's nose. "Our souls were meant to find each other, don't you think?"
Eren smiles, tilting her head up to kiss Levi's finger. "Yes. We're meant to be."
Oh.
Levi presses her lips to Eren's, deep and slow. She can't help but untangle herself from her just to get on top of her and pin her pretty wrists to the bed. "Meant to be?" She whispers. "I like the sound of that…" she presses another sweet kiss to Eren's lips. Even if she firmly believes her soul was damned from the moment she met Erwin and he turned her, she'd still gladly give it to Eren. "What do you say to returning to the club? For old times sake."
"You wanna return to the club?" Eren's lips stretch into an effortless grin, one Levi loves so much. "We'll just end up fucking there."
"Exactly," Levi whispers, her lips latching to Eren's neck, where it takes every ounce of control not to sink her teeth greedily into the flesh. She's already taken enough, earlier today. "We could re-enact our first meet," she adds, trailing kisses up Eren's jaw and to her lips, "I thought you were very charming."
"You did, did you?" Eren replies. "I thought you were hot as fuck."
Levi hums, grinding down on Eren with a breath sigh. "I wanted to ride your pretty face the moment I saw you. And I did." She smiles, playfully nipping at Eren's bottom lip. "We could… revisit some of that."
Eren grins all the more. "Right now?"
"Why not?" Levi squeezes Eren's wrists. "You're always begging me to ride your face… wanna be a good girl for me?"
Eren leans her head up, inching closer and sinfully flicking her tongue on Levi's lips. "I always wanna be a good girl for you."
Fuck.
Levi makes a point of grinding down on Eren, though it does very little to relieve the need she feels. "I'm really wet…" she whispers, "and I think you should do something about it and put your mouth to use… and then after, let me fuck my cum into you. Agreed?"
"Oh?" Eren grins. "You wanna use the strap on me today?"
"Why not?" Levi smiles, pressing her forehead to Eren's. "Your boobs bounce and I like it."
Eren laughs. "You wanna fuck me 'cause my boobs bounce?"
"I also want to make you scream, but the boobs are a nice bonus, no?" Levi connects their lips into a deep kiss, humming quietly. "Wanna put the strap on me?"
"Now?" Eren quirks a brow. "Thought you were supposed to ride my face."
"I am," Levi chuckles, squeezing Eren's cheeks and planting a kiss to her sweet lips. "I just can't get enough of kissing you, but…" she pulls away from her, climbing on top of Eren until she's situated right on top of her face. "Let's see if you can break your record from the first time… I came pretty fast."
Eren's hands come to rest on her thighs, blunt nails digging into the pliant flesh. "Are you issuing a challenge?"
"Maybe I am," Levi smirks, her fingers slipping through the soft locks of hair. "Up for it?"
"You know I can't help but compete with myself," Eren replies, eyes shining with determination. "Are you ready? Because I'm going to make you cum in 2 minutes."
"Fuck…" Levi flushes, inhaling shakily and nodding. "Yes, let's see how well you perform…"
She loves the hungry flash that shines through Eren's eyes as she slowly sinks herself down on Eren's eager tongue that immediately laps at her wetness. The heat only grows more unbearable, her hips instinctively snapping forward and trying to lift away from the sudden pressure to her clit. But Eren keeps a firm, bruising hold on her thighs.
"Fuck," she hisses, tugging at Eren's hair, "gentle," she rasps, "so excited…"
Eren doesn't answer, only squeezing Levi's thighs in response before she starts to move her tongue more teasingly, lapping at her clit leasurely. Levi whines quietly under her breath, rocking forward and grinding down on Eren's eager tongue. "You're so good…" she praises breathlessly, dragging her nails through Eren's hair and grinding down faster and harsher, "my good girl…"
Eren moans from under her, and Levi loves the vibrations she feels against her clit. She continues to ride Eren's face, her breaths heavy and drawn out.
She's already so sensitive, it's ridiculous. But that's just a testament to how good Eren is with her tongue, able to bring her to the brink of her climax in always such a record time. Levi leans her free hand against the headboard, her thighs tensing, chest heaving as she starts to grind on Eren's tongue more desperately.
"Eren…" she breathes out, tugging lightly at Eren's hair, "fuck I'm so close, don't stop, god…"
She almost wishes she had access to Eren's neck. Nothing makes this experience more addictive and pleasurable than getting to taste Eren's blood when she's getting pleasured—but no. This is just as good.
Another quiet moan escapes her, her thighs trembling as she gets closer to her climax. Eren's grown incredibly accustomed to all her tells by now, knowing exactly what to do when Levi is close. Tireless and efficient, she sucks and laps at her clit like a starving woman, plunging her tongue into Levi's pulsating entrance.
That's the final straw. Levi cries out, her orgasm euphoric and so, so fucking good. She doesn't even know if Eren broke her old record but… fuck, she can't get enough. She keeps grinding down even if she's overstimulated, fingers harshly pulling at Eren's hair as Eren continues to eat her out like her life depends on it.
A second orgasm quickly washes over her, even more powerful than the first. Levi cries out, the sound sudden and involuntary. She trembles and shakes, unsure whether she wants to yank away or ride Eren’s face even harder.
She’s not even sure she’s breathing anymore.
"Fuck, I can’t…" she lifts herself off Eren, nearly falling over, "god…you are very enthusiastic with your tongue…."
"That's what you love about me," Eren grins, her lips and chin drenched with Levi's cum.
Good lord.
Levi flushes, just barely managing to move her shaky self down beside Eren. "I love a lot about you," she points out, settling down beside Eren with a quiet groan. "You look delectable…" she leans in, connecting their lips into a deep, messy kiss. God. She can still taste herself.
Eren wraps her arms around her neck, pulling her closer until Levi's halfway on top of her, kissing her senseless.
Everything about Eren is dizzying and addictive. Levi easily melts into the demanding kiss, moaning under her breath as she reaches down between Eren's thighs, lightly stroking her clit. "I still want to use the strap on you," she whispers.
"Mmm, I was beginning to think you had forgotten…"
"As if," Levi chuckles, breaking away to sit up and reach into the drawer beside the bed to drag out the strap. "On your back or…" she smirks, "do you want to get on your hands and knees for me?"
"What do you prefer?" Eren asks, mirroring Levi's smirk. "I'll do anything. I'm your good girl, after all."
"Yes you are…" Levi slips off the bed, pulling on the strap with a low hum. "Get on your hands and knees for me. You make so many more sounds when I fuck you from behind."
Eren laughs, easily getting into position. "Do I really? I don't notice," she says, turning her head to look at Levi. "You like when I make sounds, Levi?"
"Yes," Levi replies, plunging two fingers into herself, groaning at the intrusion. But she promised to fuck her cum into Eren, so. She uses it as lube, coating the toy with her juices. Then gets behind Eren, aligning the tip of the toy with Eren's drenched entrance. But she doesn't press in just yet, and instead, grinds against her, brushing the toy over Eren's clit. "Are you going to make pretty sounds for me?"
"Fuck," Eren nods, pushing her hips back to grind against the toy. "Yeah. Yeah, I will…"
"That's my good girl…." Levi slowly presses the tip in, humming appreciatively as she watches Eren's greedy hole suck it right in. It's a beautiful sight she'll never tire of seeing. Little by little she presses the rest of the length in, admiring the sweet arch of Eren's back and the low whine that sounds from her. "You take me so well…"
Eren whines, louder this time, her hands clenching around the bedsheets underneath her. "Fuck, why does this always feel so good?"
Levi smirks, squeezing Eren’s hips. "Because you were made to be mine."
Levi pulls out and slams back in, reveling in the shuddered moan that sounds from Eren. Usually she takes her sweet time taking Eren apart, but she’s sure her lover is teetering on the edge of overstimulation and a desperation to get off, so she settles for a brutal pace. Perhaps she’s in a little competition of her own to see how quickly she can get Eren off.
"Fuck!" Eren curses, haphazardly reaching for the vibrator on the nightstand, turning it on and pressing it to her clit, a cascade of moans and whines escaping her lips next. "Levi—!"
"So pretty for me…" Levi reaches up, threading her fingers through Eren’s hair before grabbing a fistful and yanking her head back. Her thrusts become harsher, each one sending her deeper through that velvety warmth. She’s addicted to watching the ripples over Eren’s ass with the force she’s slamming into her with. A part of her is mildly annoyed she can’t feel every spasm and tightening around her as she would when she fingers her, but no matter.
All the sounds coming from Eren are worth it.
"Do you want to cum, pretty girl?" She murmurs, leaning down to trail kisses up Eren’s spine.
"Yes," Eren moans, her thighs already shaking. "I'm so close, Levi—"
"Yeah? You wanna cum for me, Eren?" Levi purrs, kissing up to her neck where she sinks her teeth into the soft flesh that gives away to her bite as it always does. She moans at the flood of the sweet liquid pouring into her mouth. Fuck. It’s dizzying. She told herself she wouldn't, but she never can resist, can she?
"Ooh, fuck!" Eren cries out, spasming into her hold as her orgasm overtakes her, a series of loud moans escaping her lips and filling Levi's ears with a sweet melody she will never tire to hear. Levi continues to fuck her through it, increasing the pace when Eren lets the vibrator fall, holding onto the bed to keep herself up. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, I'm going to cum again—"
"Good girl…" Levi releases Eren’s neck, reaching down to pick up the vibrator and pressing it back to Eren’s clit. "Let’s see how many orgasms I can get out of you, lovely…"
With each orgasm, Eren always falls apart more and more, her cries guttural and her moans so goddamn arousing and pitched. Just the sounds have Levi’s mouth watering, the snap of her hips persistent and relentless only to hear more of Eren.
And oh, Eren delivers. She always does. She's practically sobbing when her fifth orgasm reaches her, her cries so sharp and loud and perfect. Levi watches, mesmerized at the way Eren’s body writhes with pleasure, her hands clawing at the sheets beneath her and her thighs trembling with each thrust that buries the toy completely inside of Eren until their bodies come flush.
But she know it’ll start hurting soon. Anything more and Eren usually whines the next day about soreness. Just from the sound of her whimpers alone Levi can already tell she’s reaching her limit.
"You’re such a good girl for me," Levi praises fondly, slowly pulling the vibrator away and turning it off. Her thrusts come to a gradual stop and she carefully pulls out, biting back a moan at how Eren clenches around the empty space, her soaked entrance swollen and glistening. Fuck. "Feeling okay?"
"Mhm," Eren sighs, happily, collapsing onto the bed underneath her. "Come cuddle me…"
Levi smiles fondly, removing and tossing aside the strap before falling onto the bed beside Eren. She wraps her arms around her with ease, holding her close.
"Better?"
"Mhm," Eren replies, draping an arm around her waist and burying her face in Levi's neck. Levi can feel the blissful smile against her skin, blooming with warmth.
"Perhaps no outing today," Levi muses, gently brushing her fingers through Eren's hair. When she suggested returning to the club for old time's sake, they weren't completely fucked out yet.
Eren snorts. "Were we supposed to go somehwere?"
"You've forgotten already?" Levi teases. "Goodness, did I fuck the memory out of you? Remember? Going to the club we met at? Fucking there?"
Eren laughs. It's so light and airy. "I didn't think you meant today."
"Whenever," Levi presses a fond kiss to Eren's cheek. "I enjoy having my way with you no matter where we are."
"I know," Eren grins, squeezing Levi close. "And I like having my way with you, my sexy girlfriend."
"Yeah?" Levi smiles, continuing to brush her fingers through Eren's hair. She loves these moments. It's all theirs. "You enjoy putting your hands on me where others can see?"
Eren grins all the more, lifting her head up and leaning her chin against Levi's chest as she climbs halfway on top of her, bright emeralds shining as they regard Levi. "Yeah. I want everyone to know you belong to me."
"Oh sweet girl, I think they know," Levi fondly cups Eren's chin, squeezing her cheeks, "you have such an aura to you when we're out. It's delicious."
Eren smirks. "You've always liked me being possessive."
"I do…" Levi's eyes fall down to Eren's pretty neck, "perhaps next time we go out, you wear that pretty collar I got for you."
Eren's eyes widen, full of excitement and want. "Yes!" she exclaims, now fully climbing on top of Levi, straddling her hips and placing her hands on each side of Levi's head. "I want to wear it."
Levi chuckles. Always so excited, even when she's completely fucked out.
"You can show it off with that pretty matching dress I bought to go along with it," Levi murmurs, her hands drifting up to Eren's hips, "the short one with lace."
That seems to excite Eren even more. "Yes! That's what I should wear to the club when we go. Easy access for you."
"Mhm…" Levi brushes strands of hair out of Eren's pretty eyes. "You're so beautiful. I want everyone to see that and know they'll never have a chance with you."
Eren smirks, leaning down until their noses are almost touching. "You're possessive, too."
"Like you didn't already know…" she bridges the gap, their lips brushing into a light and gentle kiss. "You like it, I see it in your eyes."
"Yeah," Eren hums. "I do," she adds, pulling away with affection in her eyes, her smile so gentle and loving. "I'm yours. I'm yours forever."
God, Levi really hopes that's true.
The club is loud.
Irritatingly so.
Levi hasn’t been there for a while. Not since she met Eren, in fact, and she’d forgotten how overwhelming it could all be.
Not just loud, either. The flashing lights are aggravating, though not as much as the scents she is incapable of tuning out.
Alas, it had been her idea.
A week passed since she had casually brought up returning to the club for old time’s sake; they hadn't managed to find the right time to return here until today.
At the very least, Levi had taken her sweet time preparing herself with Eren, finding Eren's pretty collar and equally pretty dress Levi had gotten for her. There's something incredibly addictive about spoiling Eren beyond belief with anything and everything she could possibly want, something Levi indulges in more and more since Eren has stopped working and Levi's been allowed to shower her with gifts and the likes.
Tonight, while Levi is wearing a simple black dress, Eren has a pretty, slim red collar and a velvet red dress with black lace at the hem, which hugs her curves perfectly.
Honestly, it just makes Levi wants to buy Eren endless sexy clothes; a new outfit for every day. Finally, it feels like she's doing something worthwhile with all her wealth that has accumulated over the years, some of it thanks to Erwin.
Although sometimes she felt guilty for not checking in with him and Pieck back at the manor, she’s reminded that they have enough entertainment of their own and never really need her.
All Levi wanted to focus now is her blissful life with Eren.
Though… there are times that she has to come face to face with the realization that as they get deeper into this relationship and the longer that time passes, the more she has to lose.
Especially with Eren still not knowing she is a vampire.
Soon, she tells herself every time. Enough with the coy tricks and the secretive attempts to clue Eren. Nothing clues Eren in, not even sucking blood directly from her neck.
Maybe not tonight, but… soon.
For now… they’ll have their fun.
Levi leans against the counter, waiting for their drinks. Eren thought it would be cute to replicate their first meet so they parted ways, and…
Levi could pinpoint Eren anywhere. Levi sees her a few seats away, checking something on her phone as she waits. Levi taps her nails along the counter, clicking her tongue when Miche finally sets the drinks down.
"Haven’t seen you here in a very long while," he remarks just as she tries to move to snatch the drinks and run off.
Sighing, she shrugs. "What of it? It’s not like I came here much, anyway."
He hums, noncommittal. "Pieck asked about you. So did Hanji."
Levi sighs. "They saw us for brunch two weeks ago."
"Ah, right," he smirks, "us. How’s that going? I can smell her on you."
Ugh. Levi scowls, not very fond of Miche being able to smell Eren. Her eyes instinctively drift back toward her pretty human, who's still scrolling away on her phone. "Fine, just fine. I’m sorry, I…" she sighs slowly. She's trying to be polite. "I didn’t come here to make small talk."
She came here to get her girlfriend drunk, grind a bit and then fuck either in some dark corner or back home.
"Right, of course," Miche pushes the drinks closer, "check in on them more, will you? They may not know how to show it, but… they care."
She came here to get horny and she’s going to walk away guilty. Whatever. Sighing, she accepts the drinks with one final half-hearted glare in his direction before turning around and heading towards the counter where Eren is… not.
Huh?
Eren is no longer there. Levi frowns. She literally just saw her. Setting the drinks down, she takes a look around and her frown deepens when she sees Eren near the back exit… with a man.
Levi can hardly process what she’s seeing.
There’s a man, dragging Eren along with him by the hand, and it doesn’t look like anyone Levi’s ever met.
Panic seizes her and she quickly shoves past the sea of twisting and shifting bodies to get through the dance floor. Eren and the stranger are already gone, but Levi follows after them hurriedly into the alley out back.
"Eren!" She calls out, bewildered when she gets no reaction.
What the fuck.
She hurries after them and reaches the pair in record time. She tries not to use her abilities if Eren is close, but, fuck it.
"Eren!" She grabs her wrist, yanking her back.
To her horror, Eren’s glazed eyes meet hers and there’s hardly a reaction. What the fuck?
Shit.
She's compelled.
Looking toward the stranger, Levi growls. Of course, he's a fucking vampire. She should've smelled it. The ever so present and lingering scent of rot, the lack of heartbeat, the sunken eyes…
He smirks, casually. "Shit, my bad. Your meal? I don’t mind sharing."
Grabbing him by the throat, she slams him into the wall, not caring for the crater it causes. "She’s mine," she hisses.
"Ugh, such trouble. I’m just gonna take a sip. Right, sweetheart?" The vampire says, regarding Eren with hunger in his eyes.
Levi’s blood boils and her anger is what distracts her from his hand suddenly shoving her off. He’s on her quicker than she can maneuver herself, and the motion rattles her. She’s been out of the game for so long, and she hasn’t had any use for her abilities in a combative capacity in a… very, very long time.
The breath halts in her lungs when her vision clears and she sees him moving toward Eren, arm outstretched.
Everything else is a blur, fragmented. She shoots up in a blink, slamming him into the ground and keeping him in place with her thighs around his sides.
"She’s mine," Levi growls, her fingers digging into the sides of his skull. Before she can think better of it or question if Eren is still under the influence, she brings his head down hard into the concrete. The sickening crack rings out in the alley. Just for good measure, she gives in to her instinct and leans down, sinking her teeth into his neck and tearing out his throat. Wetness clings to her fingers and pools around her knees. Blood drips down her chin, wetting the front of her dress and seeping to her chest.
He's dead.
Overwhelmed with disgust, she crawls off of him, coughing and gagging. God. What did she do? Why why why—
"Eren!" Her gaze shoots up and to her horror, she finds her partner’s eyes, clear and aware, watching her. Fuck. Levi rises to her feet, slowly. “Eren… I can, I can explain…"
"How…" Eren starts, blinking through her stupor. "How did you do that…"
She can lie. Right now. She can get in Eren's mind, make her forget all of this. It would be for the better. This isn't the time for Eren to know, this is too traumatic, too much, too—
No.
No.
She refuses to compel Eren. She can't lose her, not like this.
"I'm…." Levi sucks in a sharp breath, slowly walking closer, "like him. A vampire," she starts slowly, wiping her chin and mouth as best as she can. "I know we've joked about it so many times, but… it's… it's not a joke, Eren."
"I…" Eren trails off, her eyes looking at the lifeless vampire on the ground. "What did he do to me?"
"It's an… ability of my kind," she eyes Eren. She wants to hold her so bad but… what if Eren pulls away? "Low grade mind control, if you want to call it that. He was probably going to keep you under long enough to feed from you. Eren…" she reaches for her, slowly, "I'd never let anything happen to you."
"Did you…" Eren frowns, ever so slightly, "did you ever use that on me, too?"
Fuck.
Levi's hand falls to her side, her brows furrowing. "I….." fuck. "Yes. The first night we met. When I first drank from you, I…used it to help you relax. To stay calm. But…" she takes a hesitant step forward, "I never used it to bend your will or alter your memories. Your thoughts and decisions have always been your own, I swear to you."
Eren looks unsure, but maybe it's Levi projecting her own doubts and fears onto her. God, she really hopes she's just projecting. She can't lose this. She really can't.
"Eren…"
"Okay," Eren finally says, offering Levi a small nod. "I believe you."
Oh.
Thank god.
Thank fucking god.
Levi releases a shaky breath, clenching her hand into a fist to stop herself from reaching out once more. "I need to…" she looks to the body with a grimace, "I need to make a call. Then can we go please… go home? I won't stay if you don't want me to, but I just need to get you home safe. He might have a pack and they might come here if they smell him like this."
Eren's face falls. "What? Why wouldn't I want you to stay?"
"Because… I kept this secret," Levi deflates. Not necessarily a full secret given how hard she tried to clue Eren in. But, it wasn't good enough. "I've been…taking blood from you and I…I'm saying I'd understand if you don't want me near you. But…" she reaches out yet again, this time her hand gently brushing against Eren's cheek, "I really want to stay."
"Then stay," Eren insists, placing her hand atop of Levi's. "I don't care that you're a vampire. And, honestly? I'd rather you take my blood than anyone else's. In fact, the thought of you touching someone else and putting your lips on them makes my blood boil," she explains, moving closer so she can cups Levi's face, her teal eyes looking deep into Levi's. "You can only feed from me."
Levi almost chuckles. Of course, this is what Eren would say. Of course, Eren would still want her even if she's a vampire. Of course, Eren would only want Levi to feed from her, too.
Levi has been so silly thinking this secret would tear them apart.
"As if I’d ever want to take from anyone else," Levi whispers, her voice cracking when she leans closer and presses her forehead to Eren’s. She's so relieved. She doesn't think she's been this relieved in her entire life. "Before I met you, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to live on like this. But then you…" she inhales deeply, "there you were and… since then I’ve… Oh, Eren, it’s only ever been you. You’re keeping me alive. I just want you."
Eren smiles. It's one of her small, secretive smiles that Levi loves so much. "Good. Keep wanting me. I'm yours," she promises, gently capturing Levi's lips with her own, her kiss a promise.
Levi wraps her arms around Eren, bringing her closer and deepening the kiss. It’s not just hunger that floods her when she's with Eren, it’s an indescribable need she could spend centuries trying to put a word to and still wouldn’t be able to.
"That will never change," Levi breathes out, pulling back just enough to look into those breathtaking eyes that stole her very breath and heart from that first night they saw each other. "I… really did try to hint at it," she adds quietly, "but I think the notion that I was a vampire was too ridiculous for you to consider."
Eren laughs. "Honestly, I feel like an idiot. The signs were right there. Even Mikasa told me outright what you were. I just…" she sighs, shaking her head in disbelief, though she's smiling, still. "I really did think vampires were just a myth."
"I know I should have said something, I just…" Levi sighs, "I didn't want to lose you. There was no telling how you'd react. I just hoped at some point you'd say something about the biting, but…" she gives Eren an apologetic look, "I'm sorry for being a coward."
"It's okay," Eren assures, gently brushing her thumbs across Levi's cheeks. "I would have been scared to," she adds, then takes a deep, solemn breath. "I guess… now is a good time as any to tell you that… I'm a werewolf."
Huh?
Levi's eyes widen. "Wha….what? No, no you're not. I would have known, you don't taste like—oh." She deadpans, clicking her tongue when she sees the shit-eating grin on Eren's lips. "You must think yourself very funny…"
Eren laughs. "You should've seen your face!" She grins, poking Levi's cheek. "I'm hilarious, admit it! I—" she stops abruptly, narrowing her eyes. "Wait. What do you mean, you would have known? Werewolves exist?!"
"I…."
This is too much for one night. And yet, she refuses to hide the truth from Eren anymore. So Levi takes in a deep breath, before nodding slowly. "Yes. There's… plenty of them in there actually," she nods her head toward the club, "I'm not overbearing without reason."
Eren grimaces. "What's next, fairies? Please tell me fairies aren't a thing…"
"Okay, I won't…" Levi gives Eren a smile, reaching into her back pocket to pull out her phone. She almost forgot to. "I can't leave this body here. Erwin will have it dealt with, and—oh, right," she pauses half-text, "Erwin and Pieck are… vampires, too."
"That… explains a lot."
Levi snorts, finishing her text and pocketing her phone. Good. They can leave. They should leave. So she wraps an arm around Eren's waist, and starts guiding her down the alley. The quicker they get away from that fucking body, the better she'll feel. "You're honestly taking all of this better than I thought you would."
"Why would I take this badly?" Eren asks, wrapping her arm around Levi's waist too and pulling her closer. "I have a hot vampire girlfriend. I'm cool with that."
Hah.
"I fucking love you," Levi leans in, stealing a kiss from those sweet lips. "Fuck the club, we should go back home."
"Right!" Eren exclaims, her eyes wide. "We were supposed to fuck in the club! Ugh, that vampire fucked with our plans…"
"Our plans don't have to completely be ruined," Levi murmurs, "we can still… continue." Even though half her front is covered in blood, she killed someone and Eren nearly got snatched.
Is there anything that will keep her from being horny for Eren? Good grief. Probably not.
"You still want to fuck?" Eren grins. "Hey, since you have superspeed… could you, like, vibrate your tongue against my clit? Or fingers?"
Levi flushes. "I…probably could. You have a very naughty mind."
"Hey, I mean…" Eren grins all the more. "Now that I know, I want all the vampire perks. And I don't want you to hold back either when you bite me, I want to feel it. You probably haven't taken a lot every time, right? 'Cause I barely register it. Or… does getting fed on make the brain a little hazy?"
"Both?" Levi chuckles, taking a quick look around before she walks Eren back against a nearby wall and starts to trail lingering kisses down her neck. Gentle ones, despite the urge to bite. It's even stronger than usual, probably because she had to use more of her abilities to get rid of that vampire.
Levi continues, "I didn't want to feed too much for fear of hurting you and I didn't need a lot to begin with since I supplemented with blood bags, but…" she brings a hand to Eren's cheek, gently stroking it, "you probably get hazy too. Vampire bites have that effect…nothing harmful, it's sort of…" she hums, licking at Eren's jaw, "sedative. You don't want me holding back?"
"No," Eren replies, biting down her lip. "I want to register what it feels like."
"Do you…want to feel it now?" She whispers, her teeth grazing Eren's neck. She's desperate to get the taste of that disgusting vampire out of her mouth.
"Yes…"
Levi hums, licking over Eren's neck before biting down, gently. She allows Eren a moment to relax before she sinks her teeth deep into the flesh, breaking through the skin with ease. An unrestrained moan escapes her when blood coats her tongue, delicious and so… so arousing. Something about Eren knowing exactly what she's doing makes this so much hotter. It only makes her throb with need all the more.
Eren moans, slipping her hand through Levi's hair. "Fuck," she curses, arching up against Levi, "this feels so good…"
"Yeah?" Levi purrs, licking over the puncture marks as she reaches down between Eren's legs, slipping her fingers under her short dress to lightly stroke at the wet patch forming in Eren's underwear. "Someone's enjoying themself…"
"Yeah…" Eren breathes out, grinding against Levi's hand. "Bite me again…"
Like Levi can deny her. It's too addictive. She sinks her teeth into her pretty shoulder as she nudges past her underwear, her fingers grazing at Eren's wet entrance. "You're so wet for me…" she murmurs, inhaling the sweet scent.
Eren moans. She bobs her head, nodding at Levi's words as she grips Levi's wrist, plunging Levi's fingers inside her with a shuddered groan. "I am. This is fucking hot," she tells Levi, as she starts fucking herself with Levi's fingers. "Bite me some more…"
"I don't want to hurt you, sweet girl," Levi murmurs, the temptation getting harder and harder to keep in check. She curls her fingers inside Eren, sinking her teeth lower down on her exposed chest. The warmth that floods her only spurs her into slightly speeding up her fingers, smirking when Eren instantly clenches down.
"Faster…" Eren demands, bringing her hands to Levi's shoulders, gripping them firmly. "Use… use your speed, a little…"
Levi chuckles, licking at the puncture marks on Eren's chest. "Greedy. I like it when you get greedy."
She never thought that the day would come when she'd be using her unnatural abilities to bring her lover to the heights of pleasure, but oh is it worth it. She never thought to use something like this on herself, so it's certainly an experience watching Eren writhe and claw at her shoulders and back, wheezing and breathless.
"Are you going to cum for me?" Levi whispers, sinking her teeth into another spot on Eren's neck. At this point she's taking very small amounts of blood, because she's already taken too much. But just the act of biting into her sweet lover, no pretenses, is incredibly arousing, and it's clear that Eren loves it just as much.
How did Levi get so lucky?
"Yeah," Eren pants, nails digging in her skin. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum so hard, Levi—"
Levi relentlessly pumps her fingers in and out of Eren, marveling at how she tightens around her fingers as her climax draws near. What's the point in being a vampire if she can't use her stamina to bring her partner to delicious highs? She wants to hear Eren scream.
And oh, scream she does. It's a miracle no one comes towards them when Eren cums, even if this is a dark, remote alley. All the better, because Levi's not sure she'd be able to stop herself from snapping their necks if anyone heard those beautiful sounds that are hers.
"Fuck, fuck, Levi!" Eren cries out, nails clawing at Levi's shoulders, her neck, her arms. "Don't stop, don't stop, I'm gonna cum again—!"
"Oh, I'm not stopping," Levi purrs, licking along Eren's bloodied neck as she relentlessly thrusts her fingers, slipping a third into the tight heat. She wants Eren sobbing from how good it feels and the overstimulation. She's so beautiful when she's in the midst of pleasure, mouth open and her eyes screwed shut with abandon. Levi's addicted. She always wants more.
And more is what Eren gives her.
She spasms against the wall, cumming with a sob as she tries to hold onto to Levi but fails, her legs shaking and her thighs trembling. She cums all over Levi's fingers, clenching around them hard as she lets out a loud series of moans and whines, Levi's name slipping past her lips over and over.
Even after this, Levi wants to take her home and fuck her brains out. Then have Eren lie prettily on her back and ride her until she's cum five times, maybe even more. Eren always loves when Levi rides her; maybe tonight she can go even faster than she normally does, see how her abilities work on her, too.
But; later. Eren looks spent, so Levi peppers light kisses over the blossoming red of the bite marks over Eren's shoulder and neck until she reaches her lips. She connects their lips into a deep, drawn out kiss that sends flutters down her chest.
"I've got you, sweet girl," Levi murmurs, carefully pulling her fingers out. "Goodness, will you be able to walk?"
Eren shakes her head. "No… fuck… you should use your strength to carry me…"
Of course.
Levi chuckles, gently pulling Eren away from the wall and hoisting her up into her arms. "Don't you worry, I promise I won't drop you. We have much to do once we get home. I haven't had my fill."
Eren groans, wrapping her arms around Levi's neck and burying her face in her shoulder. "You'll kill me. Death by orgasms."
"Are you complaining?" Levi teases, starting to walk. She wants to make this as smooth as possible. The few times she'd been carried or tugged along with Pieck had been nothing short of awful. Hanji seemed to find delight in it though, so maybe Eren will too.
Thankfully, they're close by. The next few steps she takes bring them in front of their home, and there's not a peep out of Eren.
"This was nice…" Eren mumbles, nuzzling Levi's neck. "I love that you're a vampire..."
Words Levi never thought she'd hear. She hardly thinks that of herself, why would someone else?
Trust Eren to shatter her expectations.
"Is it because of the orgasms?" She teases, pressing a kiss to the top of Eren's head.
"Not just the orgasms," Eren shakes her head, lifting her gaze to meet Levi's. She smirks then, a dangerous look in her eyes. "Though I think it's very hot. When I regain my energy, I want to fuck you tonight. I want you to drink from me while you ride me and see how much more it makes you cum."
Levi chuckles. She definitely saw that one coming. She sets Eren down, keeping a firm arm around her. "You are more insatiable than I am. And here I've been careful with taking too much blood…" she lifts her hand, tucking loose strands of hair behind Eren's ear. "You're going to be covered in my marks by the time our night ends."
"Good," Eren says, unlocking the door and dragging Levi inside even if her knees wobble. "I want undeniable proof my girlfriend's a hot sexy vampire drinking my blood because it makes her clit hard."
Levi flushes, clearing her throat. "That was already a fact. I always get so hard when I take from you in those moments," she admits, her devious mind flashing through numerous very delicious memories of them. "But I suppose you need your undeniable proof…"
"Yes," Eren hums, freeing herself of her dress and throwing it right on the floor in the hall. "I want to be the world's sexiest bloodbag."
"Eren…" Levi shakes her head with a small laugh, slipping out of her dress too and moving closer to Eren to loosely wrap her arms around her neck. "You're more than a bloodbag, you know this."
"I know," Eren replies, wrapping her arms around Levi's waist. "But I still like that you feed on me."
"It's only ever been you," Levi murmurs, "I couldn't stand anyone else's taste. Even bloodbags tasted disgusting, but you, my sweet girl… you're divine. Only you've been keeping me alive."
Eren smiles. She looks so pleased, so fond. "Good," she replies, leaning closer and pressing her lips against Levi's, soft and gentle. "I hope I always will."
Levi is certain that she will.
Most of her life has been full of uncertainty and doubt after doubt, but if there's one thing she's certain of, it's Eren.
And that will never change.