Levi instinctively placed his hands on Eerie's waist, holding him in place. There were so many things going on around him. Eerie was here and Eerie was holding his head and Eerie was straddling him. Him, out of all the people in this world. He wanted to know how to make Eerie happy. "What do you want me to do? Tell me what to do."
Eerie leaned his head close. “Kiss me.” His imagination reeled off again and his breath caught in his throat. And pin me and rip off my clothes… Eerie fought back the strong images in his head. Not now. Unless Levi had mind reading abilities and knew what was going on. Which Eerie doubted. Or hoped. A mix between the two.
Levi groaned helplessly, leaning in and kissing Eerie with all the passion he could muster. Not much, but there was something firey there. Something that burbled closer and closer to the surface as the kiss continued. After a few minutes of making out, Levi pulled away breathing heavily. "What else?"
Eerie spluttered into a faint groan when Levi pulled away. He fought for his breath, which was rather impossible thanks to the construction of hands-down pleasure in his chest. Eerie finally breathed out, “Just… just take me.” He himself wasn’t entirely sure what that meant, unless one listened to a lot of early 2000’s music. Which Eerie did not. He just breathed out whatever felt right for the situation, wanting Levi to steal away with him, make him shiver and weak.
Levi stood swiftly, picking Eerie up princess style and tossing him onto the bed. The kisses trailed from Eerie's mouth to his neck and then up to his ear. "What do I do? How do I make you feel good?" His voice was raspy and deeper than usual. He hoped it seemed hot rather than creepy.
Eerie squeaked briefly but relaxed immediately into the kiss. He half-closed his eyes as his lips trailed over his neck and to his ear. He shifted closer to Levi, biting his lip.
“Anything,” He said desperately, “anything you can think of.”
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Levi slept soundly, no dreams disturbing his slumber. Or, if there were any, he couldn't remember them. It was a pleasant break from his usual nightmares. Eerie became a glorified teddy bear as Levi cuddled up to him, crushing him in a tight hug.
Eerie stayed awake, stroking Levi’s hair and back. Levi was precious, but he was also strong and well-rounded. He couldn't love him any more. He kissed Levi’s face, once on his nose, cheeks and forehead, wanting to get Levi up. He wanted to do more, hear him laugh, talk and enjoy himself, no matter what it was.
Levi woke up about an hour later, shoving himself up so he was lying in Eerie's lap. Everything was still a little fuzzy around the edges and he wasn't feeling all the inhibitions he usually did. Afterglow was one hell of a mood lifter. "You like me. You really like me." His tone was full of wonder as if he couldn't believe what he was saying. As if he couldn't believe anyone would ever value him.
Eerie smiled and stroked Levi’s hair. The taste of him was still strong in Eerie’s mouth. He didn’t ever want that taste to go away. He wanted to sit there and taste his husband’s mark for as long as he lived.
“Of course I really like you.” His voice was hoarse from the dryness of his mouth.
Levi tilted his head, letting it lull off the side of Eerie's lap. "But why?" It was one of the great mysteries of Levi's life. Why did those few people who seemed to like him do it? What was there to like? What did the teeny tiny percent of the population who enjoyed him see that the rest of the world didn't?
Eerie smiled a little. “Didn’t I say that a little while back? You’re just such an amazing person. It’s hard not to like you.” He rubbed the side of Levi’s face lovingly, gazing into his eyes.
Levi frowned, leaning into the hand rubbing his face like a cat seeking affection. Although the praise was amazingly nice, it didn't make sense to him. What about him was amazing? Why was it hard not to like him? It couldn't be his personality: He was as bland as a sheet of cardboard. Couldn't be his history: He'd killed too many people. Maybe it was his looks. He knew he was fairly attractive. "But why?"
Eerie sighed softly and shifted into Levi. He moved out from under him and swung gently into his chest, laying on top of him.
“You can’t explain love. You just appeal to me in so many different ways. You’re so fascinating and strong. Not to mention handsome.” He scooped Levi into a kiss.
Levi wrapped his arms around Eerie's slim waist, rocking him slowly. The motion was comfortable to him. Repetition was something that really soothed him, no matter how stressed he was. He could always find a little safe place in the haven of the same movements. "Fascinating?"
Eerie wrapped his arms under Levi’s head, relaxing into the movements. “Yeah. Facinating.” He kissed him gently again, this time just keeping their lips together as they rocked on the bed. It was amazing, until there was a knock on the door.
Levi pulled away from Eerie at once. It was kind of a ridiculous instinct: he and Eerie were married after all. Nobody was going to think two husbands kissing each other was weird. "Did you know someone was coming over?"
Eerie sat up with Levi. “No. It might be a butler or something. Don’t worry.” He wrapped his arms around him again. “Do you want to invite them in?” He grasped Levi in another gentle kiss. He was addicted to the feel of his lips.
Levi sighed into the kiss, pulling away after a few increasingly heated minutes. His brain wouldn't stop bugging him. What if it was someone important? What if someone needed help and they were just… kissing away in here? What if someone had urgent new for them? "Can you get the door?"
Eerie sighed gently and nodded. He kissed Levi one more time and rose out of the bed. He put on a pair of sweatpants and walked over to the door, opening it. It was the head chef, asking if they needed him today. Eerie told him no, and to tell the staff to not bother them tonight. The chef complied and tottered off, Eerie shut the door and threw his pants off before joining Levi in bed again.
Levi pulled Eerie close to his side once he was in bed again. "Who was it?" His brain had been concocting several outlandish scenarios. Right now he was entertaining one where it was Levi's father who had come to tell Levi that Flora was dead and he needed to come home for her funeral.
Eerie kissed him deeply. “Just a chef who wanted to know if we needed him or not. I also told him to tell the staff to leave us alone for the night. For extra measure.” He smiled a little and continued kissing Levi.
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