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Note: This is the last bit to this series. Thank you all SO much for reading and sticking through this! It's been an absolute pleasure to write and receive comments. I'll definitely keep writing fanfics. But for now, enjoy this fluffy fluff! :)

Eren found it near difficult to eat. His body was sore all over. Sure he had been cleaned head-to-toe, and smelled fresh, but his body ached. His clothes hid the fresh bite marks on his body. He continued to toy with the sleeves of his shirt to hide the bruises on his wrists; from where Levi had tied him up with a belt. He ignored the odd looks from the squad members as he shifted around in his chair.

Levi, however, seemed fine. His expression was the same, he was poised and drank his tea as always. Nothing had changed about him. Then again he hadn't spent the entire day as a sex toy tied to a bed either.

It was not fair.

Hanji came and sat next to Eren, slapping him hard on the shoulder. Eren felt the slap hit every inch of his body, the bruises and bitemarks feeling like fire on his skin.

Eren listened to her ramble on about how excited she was about getting him for a day. Getting to be up close to a titan; and without Levi's lingering. He heard it, sure, but it was barely sinking in. Eren was too tired and was mindlessly ogling Levi from across the table.

"Oi, brat, you almost done with your food?" Levi asked. "I need to put you up at some point."

"Ah, Levi, don't be so harsh on him," Hanji said.

"No, it's alright," Eren said. "I'm just about done though…"

"Good," Levi said. "And four-eyes, I'll fetch him for you in the morning. I can't have you waking him up and scaring the shit out of him. He'd turn into a titan and kill—"

"Oh you think so!?" Hanji cried. "Do you really think? Eren, if I scare you awake will you turn into a titan?"

"I uhh…I don't think…"

"Dumbass, you can't do that," Levi snapped, standing up. "I'll wake him up. Leave him alone. Come find me once you're done eating, brat."

Hanji was still flailing over the thought of a frightened Eren turning into a titan. Eren laughed and continued eating, listening to her ramble on.

Once he finished, he made his way down to Levi's quarters. The same familiar pathway he was so used to. He walked up to the door and tapped on it lightly.

"Sir?" Eren asked, pushing the door open.

It suddenly swung open quickly and Eren jumped back, looking down at the corporal. Levi had changed from his uniform and into his night clothes. He grabbed Eren by the arm and pulled him into the room, slamming the door behind them.

"Umm…," Eren muttered, fiddling with his fingers. "Should we…go down to the basement, sir?"

"There's no need," Levi said. He picked up Eren's pajamas from a chair and threw them at him. "Change. And get your ass in bed."

Eren flushed and held the clothes to his chest. He turned away and started to strip, letting his clothes fall to the floor. Levi sat back on his bed, watching him closely. Watching as tanned skin became bare. As young muscles caught the light of the moon from outside.

Levi took a long breath.

Eren adjusted his shirt and turned around, walking to the bed. He crawled on by Levi and wrapped his arms around the older man's body. Levi wiggled away and pushed Eren onto his back. Levi curled up next to him, pulling the sheet over them.

"No basement?" Eren asked. Levi shook his head and wrapped his arms around Eren's body, pulling him close.

"No shit," Levi said, kissing Eren on the head. He ran a hand through Eren's messy hair.

Eren smiled and slipped his hands under Levi's shirt, feeling the cool, smooth skin. He closed his eyes, nuzzling under Levi's neck. He took in the man's scent and gasped.

"Sir!" Eren said.

"What now?"

"We're cuddling."

"I'm astounded at your fucking observation skills."

"But…we're not having sex or anything," Eren continued. "We're actually just...cuddling."

"Is that a fucking problem?"

"No, of course not."

"Good. I'm sure you're exhausted. You shouldn't argue at all," Levi said, running his fingers over Eren's shoulders. "That's why I fucked you during the day."

Eren sat up a little. "So we could spend the night cuddling?"

Levi's cheeks flared red and he pushed Eren's head back down. "No. So you'd shut up and sleep. Don't be ridiculous."

Eren sat back up with a wide grin on his face. He admired the red on Levi's cheeks and leaned forward. Eren placed a light kiss to Levi's cheek.

"Hanji gets you all day tomorrow," Levi muttered, pushing Eren's face away. "And you're my fucking responsibility. But I'll barely get any time with you."

Eren grabbed Levi's hand and placed it to his cheek. He slipped close to the corporal again.

"So…you kept me to yourself all day today," Eren said. "And now you want to cuddle me all night? Corporal is being affectionate."

"Shut it, brat."

"And corporal doesn't want to share me."

"I said shut it."

"Is corporal jealous?"

Levi raised an eyebrow and Eren ducked his head. He snuggled back into the crook of Levi's neck and placed a light kiss to the skin there.

"I'm only bound to you," Eren whispered. He trailed his finger over Levi's collarbone. Levi kissed Eren's head, snatching the wondering fingers with his own hand and holding them close.

"As you should be, brat."

Eren smiled again and raised his head, kissing Levi properly. Long and lovingly. The corporal returned that gentle kiss and closed his eyes. He savored that sweet little kiss, his fingers trailing over the nape of Eren's neck.

"Get some rest," Levi hummed. "Four-eyes is going to want you up bright and early."

Eren nuzzled back into Levi's neck and quietly muttered "Yes, Levi" before quickly falling asleep in his corporal's arms.