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the morning after meme

the morning after
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① BREAKFAST IN BED: YOUR PARTNER'S UP AND ABOUT -- MAYBE DRESSED, MAYBE NOT -- AND IN THE KITCHEN. WHAT ARE THEY MAKING YOU? COULD IT BE... GRILLED CHEESE?
② HIT ME BABY: THEY'RE SUCH A PEACEFUL SLEEPER. A PEACEFUL, SEXY SLEEPER. ACTUALLY THERE'S TOO MUCH OF THAT SLEEPING HAPPENING. WHY DON'T YOU WAKE THEM UP, WORLD'S KINDEST ALARM?
③ ESCAPE FROM AZKABED: YOU WAKE UP TO FIND THEY'RE RUMMAGING ABOUT FOR THEIR CLOTHES, ABOUT TO LEAVE. WHY THE RUSH, AND CAN YOU CONVINCE THEM TO STAY?
④ THE AFTERNOON AFTER: AND THE EVENING, MAYBE EVEN THE MORNING AFTER AFTER... HOURS HAVE PASSED BUT YOU JUST CAN'T LEAVE EACH OTHER! OR MAYBE ONE OF YOU JUST WON'T...
⑤ HANGOVER FROM HELL: THERE'S A TIGER IN THE CLOSET, A BABY IN THE BATHROOM, AND A TOTAL STRANGER CURLED UP BESIDE YOU. WHO IS THIS PERSON BESIDE YOU SMELLING OF TEQUILA AND REGRET? DO THEY KNOW ANY MORE ABOUT WHAT, OR WHO, WENT DOWN THAN YOU DO?
⑥ WET AND WILD: DON'T FEEL TOO LONELY WAKING UP BY YOURSELF -- THE SHOWER'S ON AND THE SOUND OF WATER FALLING IS MIGHTY INVITING. WHY DON'T YOU GET CLEANED UP -- OR DOWN AND DIRTY ALL OVER AGAIN?
⑦ I'LL SLEEP WHEN I DIE: SLEEP? WHAT IS THIS SLEEP THING YOU SPEAK OF? DAWN'S BREAKING AND NEITHER OF YOU HAVE GOTTEN A WINK, OR WANT ONE. WHO'S READY FOR ROUND asjldkjl?
⑧ A BITTER PILL: TURNS OUT THE REASON YOU SCORED WASN'T YOUR SPARKLING WIT AND MAGNETIC CONFIDENCE. YOUR PARTNER HAD AN ULTERIOR MOTIVE -- THEY ALREADY KNEW IT, AND YOU'RE ABOUT TO. RECON? REVENGE? REBOUND? TAG AND FIND OUT, IF YOU CAN HANDLE THE TRUTH!
⑨ THIS ISN'T MINE: THAT SLEEPY PERSON IN YOUR LIVING ROOM HAD A GREAT NIGHT -- WITH YOUR ROOMMATE. WELL, MIGHT AS WELL GET TO KNOW EACH OTHER WHILE YOU'RE BOTH THERE, RIGHT? ... RIGHT?
⑩ WILD CARD: ROLL MORE THAN ONCE AND COMBINE SCENARIOS, CHOOSE YOUR FAVOURITE, OR MAKE UP YOUR OWN!

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[He wakes up feeling--odd. He can't immediately remember where he is or what he'd done the night before. He feels disoriented and confused, which is unlike him. An opening of his eyes is enough to tell him that he isn't home. It also informs him that his head hurts, and the light hurts his eyes. This isn't like him at all. Where is he? What happened?

He dares the pain to move his head and learns that wherever he is, it's very neat. He's also not alone. The covers draped over his body also conceal the body of someone curled up beside him, curled away from him.

When Erwin thinks back, he has a vague memory of something upsetting, a rush of images, like from one of his nightmares. Did he have a nightmare? What had driven him to drink so much, and then go home with a stranger? He feels uneasy, but everything now is peaceful and pale. The room is quiet, the person beside him slumbering without stirring, the shallow sound of breath in sleep somehow soothing. It's a strange situation, but there's nothing alarming about it. Still, as he gazes at his unknown companion, he feels an unpleasant sense of unreality, as if this is the dream and the nightmare he can barely remember is the true waking world. But that's just a trick of his mind and his hangover, isn't it? He's had those bad dreams since he was a child.

He wonders what he should do next. He's a guest--of sorts--in someone's home. This is different for him, but he'll be polite. He reaches out to lightly touch the shoulder of the--man, he sees now, as he moves and his perspective shifts--lying in bed with him.]

Good morning.

[Levi rouses soundlessly and instantly at the slight touch. He's always been that kind of person - able to fall asleep quickly and anywhere, and able to be completely alert within moments of waking up. He sleeps lightly, but still deep enough often to remember dreams.

Lately, he's been remembering dreams that have felt all too real.

He turns over, gazing up at ice blue eyes that could only go with sharp cheekbones and fair blonde hair. For a moment Levi just stares, gray eyes focused and intense. There's something eerily familiar about that face, especially with the sun spilling softly through the curtained window behind it.

Aside from the fact that they, you know, spent much of the previous evening together.]

...good morning.

[his voice is a lot hoarser than he'd expected. Odd. He hadn't drank...quite that much, but events were still slightly a blur. Memories start to filter in - the slide of hands and lips on bare skin, heated breath in his ear and fingers in his hair, nails scraping over broad shoulders...

...yeah he definitely is remembering that now.

There's a beat, and Levi sits up, stretches, and glances at Erwin.]

...I'm gonna guess you drink coffee, but I've only got tea.

[When Levi rises, Erwin goes still. He stares at him. He's not the kind of person who usually does things like this, but he can see why he did now, memory returning to him at the sight of Levi. He feels immediately drawn to him. Not only is he attractive, but he's inexplicably familiar.

His recollection of the previous night is much clearer now, and he can recall why he'd had so much to drink. Levi looks exactly like someone from his dreams, someone he's seen so many times before. This isn't what he was expecting. It isn't normal. Drinking to self-medicate is very much out of character for him, but looking at Levi, he feels like he wants another drink. He can't make sense of this, can't reconcile the dream imagery with this actual, perfectly ordinary person sitting beside him.

He takes a moment or two to collect himself before replying. He doesn't like to lose control, no matter the situation. He has to remain calm. There must be a rational explanation. He nods, pleasantly agreeing with Levi's assessment of him.]

I do usually drink coffee, but I like tea as well. That's fine. Thank you.

[He doesn't want to be talking calmly. He wants to pull Levi to him, to kiss him, to run his hands over every inch of his body. He has the very strong suspicion that these are the exact same impulses he had last night, which had led him to end up here, in Levi's bed.]

All right.

[The fact that Erwin is in Levi's bed at all is a strange anomaly. The fact that he's there after within only a few hours of meeting him is even stranger. He'd only happened to be at the bar by chance, having been dragged along grudgingly and intending to leave after only an hour.

And then they'd set eyes on each other, and the familiarity had been eerie and drawing and inescapable.

Even now his looks are lingering, debating forgetting the tea and sliding back into bed beside him to puzzle out exactly what it is about him that makes his chest ache.

Everything about him gives Levi a terrible sense of deja-vu. He looks strikingly like a figure in his dreams, but that can't be the only reason. Dreams don't make him drink, don't make him bring a stranger home and strip him bare and fuck for three hours.

Fuck.

Finding a pair of loose sweatpants on the floor, he pulls them on and wanders off to the kitchen to set water on to boil and immediately goes to the sink, splashing his face with cold, cold water.]

[As he watches Levi rise and pull his pants on, he admires the sureness, the fluidity of his movement. He fights back the urge to grab him and pull him back. It's difficult to let him go, but he manages to restrain himself. He's not usually not driven to be so demonstrative, so emotional, but he regrets his decision to hold back immediately. As soon as Levi's left the room, he feels the lack.

But with Levi gone, he takes a moment to assess the situation. It isn't bad, it's just extremely odd and surreal. There's something about Levi that's irresistibly compelling, even apart from his appearance. It isn't rational, but he considers himself a rational person. He just doesn't feel rational about this. There's no ready explanation, for the familiarity or his lack of restraint. He needs to find out more. He won't be satisfied until he does. He can't just sit here and wait.

He climbs out of bed and finds his clothes on the floor, putting his pants on and then his shirt, without buttoning it. It's hard to wait to see him again. When he finds him in the kitchen, he doesn't hesitate, going to him and wrapping his arms around his waist, not asking himself whether this is character or appropriate. They're strangers. There's no cause for him to be so intimate, but he leans down to press his lips to the soft skin below Levi's ear.

It was good with him, so good. He remembers from last night--the feel of his body. His hot skin, his eager mouth, the strength in his limbs and the roughness of his voice.]

[Erwin's footsteps make a soft but still audible noise on the smooth hardwood floor. Levi isn't surprised that it only takes him moments to follow, but isn't sure what to think about himself as he presses back into that embrace, chin lifting and eyes drifting closed with a slight hum.

It's like they've already known each other for years, but in reality it's been less than a day. Less than a day and he's already done so many things with this man that he never imagined himself doing with anyone.

A sigh slips from his lips, thought at least it doesn't sound contented. He reaches up and curls a hand at the back of Erwin's neck, extending himself easily and pushing even more into his warmth. Shit, this isn't like him at all. Normally he prefers as little contact as possible, but with Erwin it's as though he can't get enough of his touch or the feeling of their bodies pressed together. The more Erwin's hands are on him, the more he wants.

It's bizarre. He's never wanted anyone.

Levi turns his head slightly, nose brushing against Erwin's ear before he drags the lobe between his teeth for a moment.

"Are you usually this needy with your one-night stands?"

[He smells good, feels good. He's beautiful. Everything about him is incredibly appealing. Erwin can't seem to get his fill of touching him. And Levi is receptive, pushing back against him, so he's not exactly deterred.

At Levi's words, he laughs, softly.]

I can't say. I've never had one.

[He doesn't bother hiding the suggestion that he doesn't want this to be a one-night stand. He doesn't see why he should disguise his intentions. He's not always a direct person, but he can be when it suits him. It was so good, he wants to do it again. Why shouldn't he?

Maybe Levi won't believe he hasn't picked up strangers in bars before, considering how they met, but it's true. It's not that he's never dated--not that any of his relationships have gone anywhere--but it's always been people he knows. Acquaintances, at least. He usually goes through the "proper" channels of dating. Not that he has any moral qualms about this. If he experienced this kind of attraction to more people, he would probably engage in this kind of behavior more often.

He lets out a sigh of his own as Levi's teeth scrape his ear. He slides his hands through Levi's hair, stroking his head as he jokes:]

But thank you for tolerating my neediness. You're very understanding.

Mm.

[Fuck.

The water's not quite ready. Levi turns in Erwin's arms, his own sliding up to wrap around broad shoulders and pull him down for a hard, demanding kiss.

Yes, this. This is what he wants, what he never really imagined wanting for himself ever until last night. It feels eerily familiar - almost too familiar, like it's something he's longed for for ages, something he hadn't even known he'd been searching for, but now he's found it.

He thrusts his tongue into Erwin's mouth, demanding and dragging his lip between his teeth. Even though Erwin had just put the shirt on, Levi's already pushing it off, hands craving to feel his skin again.]

I don't know if I should believe you or not, but I'd hate to break your streak if that's the case.

[That's good. That's much better. He likes to see Levi as eager as him, as it gives him the idea that Levi, too, is experiencing this strange, irresistible, desperate familiarity. He lets himself be pulled into the kiss without resistance, opening his mouth for Levi's tongue. He slides his own tongue against it, then sucks on it. The sharpness of Levi's teeth feels good. It's not the most painful thing Levi's done to him since last night--but he likes the pain. It makes him feel more vital, more alive.

He doesn't protest as his shirt falls to the floor. He could do with more contact with Levi's skin himself. His own hands are busy, stroking Levi's torso, his chest. When Levi breaks the kiss to speak again, Erwin's breathing hard, roughly, his hands seizing on the waist of Levi's sweatpants, pulling them down.]

Yes, that would be very ungentlemanly of you.

[He would most likely stay all day, if allowed. It's not as if he has to work today. God, he doesn't know anything about this man, but he's being more affectionate, more passionate with him than with any other lover he's known.]

[The sweatpants fall to the floor, and he kicks them away easily before stepping in to return the favor and relieve Erwin of his.

Really at this point there was no reason for them to have even attempted to dress.

But he gives Erwin a rather flat look somewhere in all of this, nails pressing in against his skin.]

No, but fucking you in the kitchen would be.

[so with that he's working on edging Erwin back, kissing his mouth and sliding his hands along the sleek outline of his chest and stomach, pushing him back and stepping forward to maneuver him back into the bedroom.

The tea can wait a while longer.]

[He presses against Levi, enjoying the feel of Levi's body against his. He's already hard again. There probably wasn't much point in the pretense of dressing--except for the fact that he does enjoy stripping Levi of his clothes. Yes, this is what he wants. Much more than leaving. It's a good thing he has nowhere else he has to be.]

You could fuck me anywhere.

[At this point, he doesn't particularly care what they do where, as long as his hands are on Levi and he can feel the warmth of his skin, look at his face--so beautiful when it's flushed with arousal. But in spite of his words, he's only too happy to respond to Levi's guidance, following his wordless instructions and retreating to the bedroom. It's somewhat charming that he wants to return to the proper place before they fuck. He lets himself be pushed. He likes it.]

But then, maybe I'm not a gentleman.

No.

[Planting both palms firmly against Erwin's torso, he gives a hard push at the same time the back of his knees hit the bed. Levi is on him in seconds, hands sliding up his chest before straddling his waist just in front of that hard cock. Nails scrape over firm, sculpted muscles, and the memory of his tongue tracing the lines of them flashes vividly in his mind. He wants to do that again, all over again, until he has every slope and plane memorized.

His gray eyes are filled with a silent, consuming heat.]

I bet you act like one in front of everybody. Perfect and poised; expected.

[his hands slide up, press down on broad shoulders, and he leans his weight into him, his own half hard cock trapped beneath their stomachs. Levi nips at Erwin's jaw, not sure if he's more surprised that he's so willing to fuck him again so quickly, or that he's managing to restrain himself this much right now.]

But then sometimes you open your mouth and give yourself away - you don't give a fuck about propriety, so long as you can get what you want.

[He's happy to be knocked down, falling without resistance. He trusts Levi, even though they've just met, and maybe that's the oddest thing of all, because he doesn't open up to others or trust them easily. Quite the contrary. When Levi climbs onto him, he takes this opportunity to explore Levi's body just as Levi is exploring his. Levi's skin is smooth and pale, his body muscular and lithe. He looks fucking amazing.

Erwin's fingers smooth over his back, sliding down to the curve of his ass. He firms his grip there, squeezing gently.]

That's all true, I won't deny it. You know me so well already, Levi...

[He's not exactly a nice, normal person, or he doesn't think so. But he gives people what they want, and he gets what he wants, so what's the harm? He doesn't mean any harm, but he doesn't often reveal himself, and it's rare that someone sees through him. It doesn't disturb him, though, not in this instance. He doesn't mind being exposed. And Levi's eyes look like they could see through just about anything right now. So intense. He's always liked intensity and drive in others. That kind of passion--it's hard to resist.

He breathes out sharply as Levi presses against him, bites at him. He's very ready to fuck again. Keeping one hand on Levi's ass, he brings the other up to stroke Levi's face, tracing the line of his cheekbone, then running fingertips over his soft lips.]

What I want right now is you. Am I going to get it?

[He leans in to kiss Levi, pressing his lips to where his fingers just were, smiling against his mouth.]

[Levi returns the kiss hotly, one hand curling fiercely at the back of Erwin's head, fingers tangling in the longer strands. He doesn't bother to hide how he leans into each touch, pressing against him and demanding more. Erwin's hands leave his skin hot and tingling in their wake, and he can't get enough.

A groan slides between them as he rubs himself against the firmness of Erwin's stomach. Fuck, he's already this hard and they've barely touched one another. Everything about Erwin sets him on edge, sends him into a bizarre state of want and longing that he's never experienced before with another person. He's fucked a few times, but actually gave it up quickly when he realized he got little satisfaction out of it. Physical pleasure was never enough, and he's never cared about anyone enough to make it worth it.

So then what is it about Erwin that winds him up so easily, makes his chest ache when his eyes meet with cool, clear blue and large hands on his skin tighten things low in his belly?

What I want right now is you. How is it that those words have made him so fucking crazy?

Levi reaches behind him, grabbing Erwin's cock firmly in one hand and stroking briefly.]

Maybe.

[Yes.]

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