"closet" [*sweats*]
7 MINUTES IN HEAVEN! DON’T READ BELOW THE CUT!! My muse has drawn your number! Send me “closet” and I’ll generate a number to see what our muses do while stuck in the closet for 7 minutes.
13. Trailing kisses from the stomach up to the mouth.
After trying Pixis’ liquor that one time, Eren had vowed to never touch alcohol again, but something, or rather someone, had helped him change his mind. It was apparently tradition to drink at least a little bit before the upcoming missions, but what Eren didn’t know was that he was an extreme light-weight since he really had never drank before…and the older recruits liked to play tricks on the new ones.
So Auruo had tricked Eren into going into the closet under the pretenses that they were playing some game and Erd had tricked Levi into getting in there by saying that Eren had drunkenly locked himself in the closet.
If Eren had been sober, he would’ve realized that this was how he ended up in the closet with the Corporal. He would’ve realized that this was all just a prank and that he didn’t really have to do anything.The man didn’t look to pleased to be there…but then again, when did Levi ever really look pleased? Eren stared at the man.
"Sorry about this sir, I didn’t realize…we were going to have to play games!" he hiccuped, letting out a small giggle. Silently Eren wondered if this was what it meant to be drunk. "We have to stay in here for 7 whole minutes!" he exclaimed.
Falling forward, Eren wrapped his arms around the man’s waist. “We’re supposed to do stuff…” he looked up at the man, pressing his lips to Levi’s shirt. Keeping eye contact, slowly he moved up to the man’s chest, and then his neck. He stopped in front of Levi’s lips, letting out a small chuckle. “I think this is what they meant?” he asked, before pressing his lips to Levi’s. In his drunken mind, Eren couldn’t even think about how the man would react.
