Dangerous Territory

Recon Mission

"Levi?"

The whisper was so soft, so sad, he wanted to hear it again.

A hand stroked his shoulder. "Levi?"

If he had truly been asleep, he would have broken that hand on pure instinct. Eren needed to learn not to touch him in his sleep. Instead, Levi opened his eyes and saw Eren knelt by his side of the bed.

"What is it?" he muttered.

"I..."

He finally got to see it. Eren's eyes lowered, so deeply mortified. Levi barely held back a smile at the adorable expression.

"I ... made a mess last night. In my dreams."

He really did lack the vocabulary to explain it, and that made this more amusing. "Is that why my back feels weird? I told you to wank off last night."

Eren let out a gritting, hissing noise of overwhelming shame as his whole face cringed up. "I am so sorry."

Okay, that was enough. Any more and he really would pity him. Levi slipped his hand forward and placed it on top of Eren's. "Was it a dream about me?"

Eren laughed awkwardly. "I don't remember it, but it had to be."

"Have you washed up yet?"

Eren frowned. "Just a little. I'll get you new pants..."

"Wash me."

Eren went from pale to flushed immediately.

"If what I'm feeling on my back is your come, I don't want to touch it. I want you to wash it off."

The truth was, Levi wanted Eren to cater to him now. He wanted to see how he made up for this. A strange part of his mind was tickled about it all.

And he had to admit, he wanted to feel Eren's hands all over him.

Eren bit his lip. "Do you want to go first, or ... or can we take a bath together?"

Levi casually shrugged. "You got all that out of your system now, so I guess I can trust you. Go start up the water."

Eren moved in a haze. This had to be a dream. He was going to bathe with Levi, and not just forcing himself into the bathtub to make a point. No, Levi wanted him in the bathtub with him.

He sat by the tub and twisted the knobs to turn on the water. After seeing what he had done that morning, he felt so weird. On one hand, he was beyond mortified, yet on the other, he really wished he could have been awake. The thought of rutting up against Levi until he burst ... he flinched, and he looked down, hoping he was not getting hard.

He kept testing the water until it was hot without scalding. He added in the lavender oil and smiled at the soothing scene. He heard Levi enter the room, but Eren kept his focus on the tub, wanting to set everything up perfectly.

"Aren't you going to undress?"

He finally turned around and saw that Levi had already removed his clothes. Despite being ruined, he had still folded them out of habit and set them aside.

"You're taller than I am. You should get in first. I can sit between your legs."

Eren gulped hard. Levi had said he trusted Eren because he was already worn out from the wet dream, but Eren was not so sure. He moved slowly, automatically, but realized Levi was watching as he undressed. His heart pounded as the clothes dropped, first his cotton shirt falling to the ground, then slowly sliding off the sleeping trousers and underwear.

"Don't be a messy child. Set them on the sink."

Eren moved to obey, but Levi was standing by the sink. That meant he had to walk right up to him. Levi did not move, either. Eren had to reach around him to place the garments onto the sink's ledge.