Dangerous Territory

Awakened By a Thunderstorm

Levi felt a smile struggling to rise on his lips while awkward happiness warmed his cheeks. "Why do you feel like you need to hide saying that from me?"

He shrugged coyly. "Because you look upset when I say things like that."

He reached up and caressed Eren's face. "I'm not upset. I just don't know how to reply. I'm not exactly poetic."

"You don't have to say anything back. Just don't look like you hate hearing it."

"It's not that I hate it." Levi sighed in frustration, trying to come up with a way to explain things. "I worry about you. This is your first time being in love. I fear that if you keep saying these things and you fall too hard in love, then when I leave, you'll be hurt."

"No!" Eren insisted quietly, gazing down hard at Levi. "If I don't say these things, if I never get the chance to tell you, that is what I'll regret the most."

Levi paused, thinking about this confession. He feared expressing his emotions in case they grew too strong, and Eren feared not expressing them because they were already so strong. "My mother once told me, to live a life full of happiness, every choice must have no regrets. If you think you'll regret not telling me these things, then go ahead and do it."

Eren leaned further over Levi, staring down at him as more lightning lit the bedroom. "What if my regret is not about holding back words, but actions?"

Levi felt the weight of Eren's body starting to smother him, heavier breaths moving his chest, and a growing hardness down below where their hips pressed together in a tease. His heart began to race as the incessant rain and rolling thunder made it feel like they were alone in a bubble of their own little universe.

"What sort of actions?" Levi whispered, getting lost in those teal eyes.

Eren's hand slid down Levi's throat and to his chest, coming to where his night shirt buttoned. "Kissing you," he whispered, slipping the first button out and caressing lower. "Touching you," he breathed, his heart racing as he undid two more buttons. "Getting to know every part of your body." He undid the last buttons and slid the shirt open, exposing Levi's chest and torso. "I would regret never getting to do that."

Levi shuddered as Eren's lips worked their way down, peppering along his skin. Then Eren suddenly raised up.

"But only if you're okay with it," he added quickly.

Levi took Eren's face in both of his hands and gazed with fiery eyes. "Nothing to make me moan. I'll tell you when it's too much."

Eren nodded. "I promise to stop if you say so, but..." He smirked slyly. "...try to have some restraint."

"I'll kick your arse, takhshet," he teased.

Eren leaned over and gave Levi a sensual kiss before rising up with a glint in his eyes. "That's not what I want you to do to my arse." Then he yanked his shirt over his head, tossed it to the floor, and leaned over to envelop Levi in a conquering kiss.

Levi felt like he was losing control. He was slipping into warmth, trying to claw and hold on to the painful yet familiar coldness of apathy. Eren was a drug that made him feel wonderful; he wanted to lose himself in that healing glow of passion and warmth.

Thunder cracked loudly outside, the wind howled, and the bed creaked along with the sounds of nature. Their kisses grew more frantic, driven wild by the power of the storm. A flash of lightning lit up their flushed faces, only for soft curses to be covered over by the thunder mere seconds later.

Eren's hips began to move in a motion they were getting used to. Under him, he could feel just how aroused Levi was getting. It was such an amazing sensation for him, to feel his lover like that. He craved to feel more. His hips became persistent, grinding into him until Levi let out a hiss.