inspired by this vine (thanks to @captainwashbear) and subsequent conversations on twitter about how it’d be funny if levi met erwin for the first time after dropping a box of dildos.
The dildos weren’t his.
At least, most of them weren’t. Some of them. Just a few.
Okay, Levi admitted, they were his, all 12 of them.
It wasn’t his fault he had so many though, and it wasn’t like he’d bought them all at once. He’d lived down the street from a sex shop in college, and the clerk there had developed a liking for him for some reason. Her name was Petra and Levi managed to be friendly to her – especially once she started giving him a discount, which only made his spending habits worse – but he didn’t understand how she didn’t realize he was gay when he only bought male on male porn and things to put up his ass.
Either way, that was how in the span of four years he’d ended up with two drawers completely full of illicit items: dildos and vibrators, prostate massagers and plugs, all of various sizes and with a handful of other sex toys and pornography that would probably cause his sweet mother to have a heart attack if she found them in his possession.
After he’d graduated he’d moved away and stopped buying for the most part, but he never threw anything out. Three years had passed since then though and now Levi found himself in another new apartment – this one much nicer than all his others but unfortunately a bit smaller. That meant he had less storage space, and that was the reason he was currently carrying a box of sex toys from his collection up to the roof of his building – he’d had to clean it out to make room.
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