Levi and Hanji reunite one day, in the after-life...
Because softness is grazed to those who wait .
Waves crash against the shores, roll in a whisper that's as soft as the winds. Where is he?
He opens up his eyes. There's sand all around him, seeping through his clothes. It doesn't take long for him to recognize the widened coasts, golden and warm. The land where he had once been happy, free as the roaring of the seas.
But, how did he end up here? All he remembers was shutting his eyes close to sleep. Saying goodbye to Gabi and Falco, as he would on any other night.
Why aren't they here, then? They wouldn't let him wander off alone.
He stands, lets the breeze tug at his hair, hushed-down and tender. It seems, the sun shines with newfound sparkle. That the skies merge into one with the waters, and nothing can hurt him anymore.
Maybe, he thinks, it's that the ocean sings and there's only lullabies left to hear. That the air smells of sweet beginnings, and war is nothing but a distant memory, lit somewhere on his skin.
He walks, fast as his muscles allow him to. One. Two. Three. His legs move, swift and harmless as they've ever been. It feels, like he's learning how to do life again. That he's just a regular human who's been given a second chance at loving.
He guesses, it's why he doesn't appear surprised when he can take yet another step. There’re no more battles to be set. No more aching on his heart. And little there is of that once broken soldier.
Now, he can be a reckless spirit. Can paint himself all the colors of the sunset. He can choose a million different paths and hide in a million different planets.
He smiles. Something has bloomed from deep within, burns impatient at the idea of liberation. And, as he crouches down to touch the ground once more, he's certain: his time had come.
His soul has spread its wings, brighter than every sunrise.
"Levi!", a voice calls from the distance. And his heart stops, all of a sudden. Sinks at how his name sounds on their lips.
Hanji. Hanji Zoe. He would have known it was them, even at the ends of the world.
He runs. One. Two. Three. His breath falters, and his limbs are numb and the one thing that lingers is the trace of his footprints, fading on the shores. Perhaps, he promises, this time around he’ll leave everything behind. He'll seek the horizons and never look back. Here, where spring grows ever long, there's no room for tragedy. No place to mourn what once was.
"Hanji!"
He's going to see them again. After all these years. They are going to be together for good. Together at last.
They turn to him, and open up their arms, like he's been gone and this is a long-due call home. Like a lifetime's slipped between them and they wanna smash into him, ever so carefree.
"You came back for me...", they whisper, breathless. They're melded with the waters; their clothes melting into foam. A smile buzzes on their lips, broad as the seas below. And Levi thinks, sure enough, he'd trade until the last of his heartbeat to make this moment eternal. To stand the two of them, forever in their little scraps of heaven.
He nods, nuzzles in the comfort of their chest. Hanji's pulse is calm and warm and steady. A rhythmic melody that's turned to song. And he decides, maybe, he'll make a home out of its compass. Guard it a secret, forever safe within his fist.
Do they know, how many dreams he's ached just to hold them close? How many nights he's bled out their name?
"I had to...", he says, hushed against their skin. There's a tear that falls, followed by one and then another. He'd buried love more times than he'd seen it bloom. Had said goodbye with his tongue tied and his eyes wide-opened.
Still, this is his very first reunion. The sweetest of them all. The bare proof that there's a ray of illusion that parts through one's grief.
He steps back to look at Hanji. How their hair flows with the breeze, braided with golden and salt. The way their face glows with every certainty: wild, yet angelic all the same.
They have been the sunshine to his rain. His bindweed roots, in a universe that could only crumble into flames.
How could he not come back for them? It was the only wish his heart had flown for.
"I...", he cracks. His voice is shattered, a low rasp that blurs into the currents. Hanji wipes the sorrows away; their thumb catching off the drops that unravel, soft as the morning dew.
And he can see it clear. A realization that scars him deeper than the day they left:
They're crying, too.
"I've missed you, Levi.", they sob. They're so close, he can feel the pink of their blush. Count the pulse in every breath. "I've missed you so much."
He exhales, in and out. He had always been one to crave in silence. A lone spectator that yearned from the trenches. Truth was, fate had taken more than he could give. That he had to grow layers not to be left with just his soul to carry.
But none of it matters anymore.
Not when him and Hanji can have the skies all for themselves. That forever's a blank canvas, and they can go on adventures, like they're little kids again.
He leans in, tucks a strand of brown behind their ear. Words have never been his greatest virtue. And so, he guesses, he can finally start now, after all.
"I've missed you..."
Hanji smiles, cups his face before their lips meet. It’s a soft kiss. One that’s filled with a life-time of tenderness. Their mouths press, one over the other: warm and steady and fearless. And, it seems, years of repressed emotion come afloat. Like the perfume of a sunny day. Like the perching of a butterfly.
Levi hums into the kiss, tugs Hanji by the waist. Their hands are on his hair; his explore their back. He wants to paint and hug and discover each scrap that there’s to them. To run across the beach and jump to the moon; for he’s got happiness between his fingers, once. After all this hurting. After all this time.
He pulls away. His nose nudges against theirs, seeks constellations inside their irises. He has the feeling, that fortune shines on him, at last. That, maybe, everything will be just like before, when their eyes were filled with possibility and stars were new for them to catch.
Do they know, how many sunsets he’s prayed to? How many pieces had he been torn to, just to guard their memory?
He kisses them again and again, and again once more. Kisses them long and hard and tender, as if life could freeze in the traces of their touch. He kisses them sweet and sour, and broader than the skies. For all those other nights he couldn't kiss them while on Earth.
Hanji holds him dear, puts their arms around every crevice in his body. They can taste the salt in his tears, how they mingle with the flutter of their mouths. And they want to rock him to the waves, sail away from every scar.
"Have I ever told you...?", they whisper, like sugar on his lips. It's a promise that bares them whole, a confession meant just for him to savor. "How beautiful you are...?'
Levi stays still. He had been called many honors in the breathing world, but never this. It means more than he can claim to, really. That he's drawn in such delicate lights. That he's turned to a precious landscape, as if his vulnerable is something worth to keep.
Was Hanji aware, how long he'd waited for the words to slip? How bad he'd burnt, trapped in every aching fantasy?
He pulls them in again, squeezes so tight they might as well collapse. He can't remember when it was the last time someone had made him feel seen, unshielded of all that he is. The sleepless nights he'd yearned for anybody to discover the pretty to his broken.
He sighs. Hanji handles him with care. Like he's a fallen comet and they're scared they'll make him melt. It’s the brightest of comforts, really: how they stroke his cheeks, oh so gentle. How he can show his imperfect to someone who simply understands.
“Will you go again…?”, he asks. His voice falters, and he’s a kid all over. That same child who’d been once left to grow so quick.
Hanji shakes their head. Levi could be silly sometimes. But they love him so, even at that. After all, he had always been like this beneath the surface. The fissures on fine porcelain. The craters on the moon. The colors of the wind.
How could they not come back for him? It was the only wish their heart had ever starved for.
“I’m not going anywhere…”, they reassure, kissing the tears off his skin. It’s an oath that’s easy to make, this time around. That they can hold each other safe, where infinity meets the shores. That they can show themselves bare, play hide and seek.
Levi smiles, even through the rainfall. And he nods, throws himself into Hanji once more. After all, it had always been like this with them, too. In the end, they had always been one to keep their promises.
“We’ll be together, for a life-time and beyond.”
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That way
On an early evening, Hanji and Levi, who had been lovers for a few months now, were about to meet up at Hanji’s house for their last date there. Hanji was getting some food ready, hoping that what they spent time making would be enjoyed by their boyfriend. As the food just got ready, a knock on the door was heard, so the brunette headed to the door and opened it. Levi was standing outside, a bouquet in hand.
“Hi! Perfect timing baby, I just finished cooking!” they smiled, glad to see him.
“Really? That’s great…” Levi replied.
Hanji let him in, and he handed the bouquet to them.
“There you go…” he spoke, hoping they’d like the flowers.
“Red tulips… you’re so sweet…” they smiled more, aware of the meaning these flowers held: deep love, passion and lust.
“Yeah- anyway, you still didn’t kiss me.” he protested.
“Haha, you’re right, sorry. Come get your kiss.” they put the tulips on the table and brought themself closer to him to give him a quick peck.
“You call that a kiss? You fucker.” he frowned, obviously wanting more.
“You’ll get more after dinner, I know us, if we start kissing more now, we’re gonna end up skipping it.” they laughed, gently grabbing his hand to kiss it.
“Fair point.” he rolled his eyes, trying to ignore the tint of pink appearing on his cheeks.
The brunette took care of the flowers, putting them in a vase with water and proceeded to serve a warm spinach and feta quiche, cutting it and bringing the plates to the table with two flutes of champagne, as well as the cutlery.
“That doesn’t look too shitty.” he complimented them.
“Well, give it a try, I made it with love.” they sat down with him.
“You’re not so bad with food.” he spoke after taking a bite.
The two lovers talked about how their day went and finished eating.
“This is going to feel weird, isn’t it?” Hanji stated.
“Yeah… It’s our last date here… then we’ll move in together. I can’t wait to hear your whiny ass on a daily basis.”
“But you know, that also means we can make love on a daily basis.”
“Stop flirting with me, we just finished eating.” he frowned, not wanting to admit that he was fond of the idea.
“Last time we did it after eating, that went pretty well though.” it apparently did not stop them which immediately brought a heavy blush to Levi’s cheeks as he remembered what happened.
“You don’t have to mention that-“
“You know, I planned on watching a movie, but don’t you think we should do it everywhere we can? Since it’s our last date at my house… And honestly, I really liked how it turned out last time we did it after eating…”
They didn’t give him time to protest and grabbed the back of his neck, kissing him with passion. They kissed for a few minutes, until they both ran out of air.
“Tch… you’d be ready to do anything to get what you want, wouldn’t you?”
“I don’t see any issue; I know you want it even more than I do. I can feel you getting hard against me, you know?”
“Fine… but just because that makes you happy. I didn’t plan for us to do it that way…”
“Yeah, but I know you like when we do it that way.”
“Shut up and hurry, I won’t wait forever.”
“Impatient much? Alright, you know what you’d be getting.” they suddenly spoke seriously and sat on the counter. “Take my shoes and trousers off.”
“Tch… okay, you kinky bastard.” he sighed.
“I don’t think that’s what we agreed on.” they glared at him. “Use the proper term, you’ve been arrogant enough tonight.”
“Fine… yes master…” he tried to look reluctant, but both of them knew how much he liked it.
“Good. Now worship my legs.”
“Yes master.” he did not want to admit it, but Hanji speaking to him like that aroused him so much he was not sure how to keep himself calm. He looked up at them and kissed their legs softly, soon reaching their inner thighs.
“You’re being good… looking at me before I even ask you to… Someone wants a reward, don’t they?” they smirked. “Now take my underwear off and eat my fucking cunt.” they ordered.
Levi obeyed, sliding the piece of fabric down to expose their cunt. Once it was on the floor and out of his mind, he went on to give their pussy a few laps, still looking at them.
“Very good… keep looking at me…” they sighed in pleasure as he ate them more. “Alright, get off.” they stood up. “I’m gonna go get it so undress, you’re forbidden to touch yourself in any way before I come back, or you’ll miss out on your reward, understood?”
“Understood master.” he wished he would be allowed to play with himself with them watching, considering how aroused he was. He undressed and painfully stayed still, standing up.
Hanji came back a few minutes later with a strap on and a bottle of lubricant. Levi thought he was getting his reward right now and was getting impatient.
“Alright, come here and suck my dick now.” they ordered once again.
“Tch, what? Why did you bring the lube then?” he was getting frustrated and embarrassed of his own impatience.
“Don’t complain and do as you’re told if you want your reward.” they frowned.
“Sorry master, yes master.” he got on his knees, ready to do anything if that meant getting what his body was yearning for.
He slowly took the plastic dick in his mouth, the brunette moving their hips already, which almost caused him to gag. The short man kept looking into his lover’s eyes the whole time.
“That’s so good… you know how much I love when you look at me with your slutty eyes. That really turns me on.” they praised him.
The praise only made him throb, and as Hanji was able to see how horny he was, they were testing his limits, trying to get as deep as they could in his mouth, so much that they ended up in his throat.
“Well, I’m pretty impressed.” They spoke, the cock still in his throat, “You’re taking it very well. Pull away now.”
He obeyed, pulling away.
“Now… use the lube and prepare yourself on the counter, I’ll watch you.”
“Yes master…” he was getting even more impatient, but he knew he’d be getting what he wanted soon enough.
He leaned on the counter, took the bottle of lube and poured some on his fingers and rubbed his hole. The brunette was not taking their eyes off him as he pushed two fingers inside, getting ready for them.
“Are you ready now? Don’t lie just because you want my dick, be honest with me.” they asked after a few minutes, wanting to make sure they would not accidentally wound him.
“Yes, I am. Please master… grant me my reward.” he pulled out his fingers.
“It’s not much of a beg, but that’ll be enough for now.” they poured some lube on their cock and rubbed it against his hole. “Lean more on the counter, I’m gonna enter.”
“But doing it here is nasty…” he protested a little bit.
“Funny how nasty things can turn on a clean freak, hm?” they whispered in his ear, causing him to blush and shiver as they pushed it in.
“Ah shit Hanji…” he tried to stay quiet but failed quite miserably.
“Using my name now? Well… you know the price.” they spanked him harshly.
“Ah yes! Fuck…” he moaned loudly.
They began rocking their hips, thrusting inside of him roughly, making him loud.
“Look at that slutty boyfriend I have… moaning so loud over my dick…”
“You’re no better when I fuck you…” he argued.
“Shut up, you know you’re not allowed to talk back.” they frowned and spanked him harshly again, making him come a little.
“Don’t come yet or this is the last time I’m fucking you.”
“Sorry master! I’ll be good… just please…” he was too embarrassed to say anything else.
“Please what? Use your voice.” they frowned again.
“I like it…” he admitted, blushing and embarrassed.
“I know.” they stopped moving to tease him. “If you like it so much, move your hips against my cock and beg for me to let you come.”
He immediately moved his hips as they said.
“Please… choke me…” he begged.
“Requesting things now…? I’ll do it, but only because you asked so nicely with your pretty voice. I guess that’s how crazy being fucked in doggy style by your lover is getting you.” they wrapped their hand around his throat and squeezed it.
Levi was moving faster and faster, making them hit their prostate harshly as they choked him harder.
“Being such a little slut for my cock… you’re so hot. Doing so well.” they praised him again.
“Han- master, please, I’m getting close… let me come. I’ll do whatever you want after.” He begged more.
“You know that’s pretty dangerous to give me a free pass hm? I wonder what I could do to you. But yes, go ahead, come.” they spanked him, which caused him to release in a gasp.
“Ah…” he panted.
Hanji pulled out and kissed his neck. “You did well for a second time. Even though you just gave me a free pass, I’ll use it later. I know you want more, but I’ll keep you waiting because you came pretty fast. Now, let’s go watch the movie and cuddle.”
“Are you sure that’s okay? You didn’t get to come…” he turned around to look at them.
“Who said?” they laughed. “That was really hot.” they took the strap off.
“Also, let’s clean up before we watch the movie… I don’t want to stay like this…”
“Oh yeah, right. Well, you do the cleaning, I’ll go dress up and make popcorn, alright?”
“You-“ he frowned.
“I know, I love you too…!” they chuckled and kissed his cheek, heading to the room.
A few minutes after the two lovers were clean and comfy, lying down on the sofa, watching Levi’s favourite movie as he fed them popcorn. They were snuggling one another, and for once, Levi fell asleep first.
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