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“He’s a menace— a monster. Uncontrollable and vile, parading around without consequence and doing as he pleases!”

“Maybe we could put him on a leash?”

“Or maybe we should simply cut off his manhood and be done with it!”

The outraged voices slowly fade into muffled nonsense, a wave of hushed whispers being drowned out by Levi’s ringing ears. Three months. Three months they’ve spent moaning and bickering about what to do regarding their newest… ‘problem’.

They had a freshly presented Alpha on their hands  who was terrorising everyone with his aggressions and temper tantrums. And just recently the boy went and tried to scent mark an unwilling Beta. Had the Alpha been a new recruit or a seasoned veteran they’d have handled the situation rather swiftly, yet this Alpha happened to be so much more than their typical run-off the mill soldier.

Because the Alpha in question was none other than Eren.

Eren, who also happens to have the unique ability of being able to transform into a 60 metre tall beast that could eat both humans and titans alike, naturally was a far bigger concern than their usual Alphas.

The boy was turning into a right brat, dishing out both attitude and snark at just about anyone who happens to cross his path, including Levi. Although he admittedly always seemed rather embarrassed after Levi swiftly put him in his place with a well tuned bark or glare. If Eren would simply act out and be annoying, Levi could easily handle him— he still can. Yet Eren was turning aggressive, and it felt as if with each passing day his behaviour and stench was getting worse.

They should have predicted a disaster to unfold after Eren’s dynamic had bloomed. After all, he was no normal Alpha. And yet, he distinctly remembers Annie and Bertholdt acting with a modicum of respect once they presented as Alphas. Of course, that was before they went and betrayed them all.

But he supposes Eren was unique in more ways than one.

“Whatever the case, if we wait any longer he’ll do something even worse. I can practically feel it.” Hanji interjects, a shiver running down their spine. “So what do you suggest, Commander?” Historia demands, hands clasped tightly in front of her. Levi expectantly remains quiet, waiting for his nervous friend to make a decision. “I… well, I— I don’t know.” Hanji stutters, gritting their teeth as the Captain of the military police grunts out a loud scoff. “Erwin was usually better at making decisions.” Hanji admits, rubbing their sweaty forehead “He’d be more swift with his actions.”

“Yes we’re well aware that Smith would have been more efficient but that doesn’t aid the matter at hand.” Another Captain grumbles, purposefully avoiding Levi’s glower. He knows of the people’s distaste for Hanji, they’re new and have a gentler more scientific approach in leadership when compared to Erwin, yet for people to act so crassly? It was infuriating.

“So what now? We just sit here and wait until Eren acts a fool again?” Historia interjects. The crown looked a tad too big on her perfectly braided hair. “It’s only a matter of time before that beast does something outrageous. We should punish him already!”  Another Captain agrees, head held high yet lowering ever so slightly as they meet Levi’s icy glare. Their fear of Eren was apparent with every bite and bark they shat out of their filthy mouths. He knows Eren can be dangerous, he himself even calls the boy a monster. Yet Eren’s no simple beast, a fact they would be made aware of if they spent a bit of time with the Shifter.

A bereffed sigh escapes Hanji’s lips, their long fingers clasping tightly together as they mull over their next words “There is… well, there is something that could work. Although, it would raise some… ethical concerns.”

His head swiftly turns, eyes boring into Hanji’s profile yet the Beta refuses to meet his demanding gaze.

“I…” their Commander trails off, letting out an exhausted sigh before straightening up into an awkward position “Due to Eren’s recent aggressive and unruly behaviour, I propose the act of bitching—“

“What?” Levi hisses, finally breaking his silence. Glancing around the room he notices everyone looking just as shocked, yet none seemed to be as appalled or opposed to the disgraceful suggestion as Levi. “If we’re able to turn Eren into a Beta or better yet: an Omega, he’d be more manageable. Not to mention his rageful fits would subside and—“

“Are you seriously suggesting we rape the boy?” Levi growls, wide vicious eyes meeting Hanji’s hardened ones “W-Well Levi, rape is a strong word.” A captain meekly interjects, cowering beneath Levi’s cruel gaze. “There must be another way.” Historia insists, seeming equally disgusted at Hanji’s ludicrous proposal. He didn’t expect the pragmatic queen to be on his side, but then again she was Eren’s friend.

“I wish there was—” Hanji sighs, turning to adress Levi directly instead of the room “I really do, but the fact of the matter is that Eren is a walking bomb waiting to implode. We can only do so much to prevent that from happening.” His jaw clenched tightly, nose flaring as he holds his friend’s unusually icy glare. “So you suggest rape?” Levi repeats again, eliciting a snort from Hanji as they break their eye contact to shake their head.

“Well… I-I suppose it would keep the boy in check.” His head snaps towards another Captain, forcing the man to cower and lower his head in shame. “An Omega would be easier to control.” Another man mumbled.

“I say we do it.” A female Commander added coldly, her unbothered disposition infuriating Levi further. Several more people chimed in, agreeing to the barbaric terms until only two people were left to oppose it. The numbers were not evened out whatsoever and ultimately he stood no chance. He sent a poignant glare towards their benevolent ruler yet the young queen seemed deep in thought instead, lips pursed as she stared at the white linen beneath her slim fingers.

Bitching; An act so vile everyone and their mothers condemns it. And yet… it isn’t forbidden, at least not by law. A truly barbaric punishment, yet not one that’s downright outlawed. Perhaps once when man was as backwards and simple as to be forced to enact it upon fiendish Alphas it was of good use yet now? It’s unwanted brutality, a sick display of dominance and nothing more. And to imagine someone would enact that upon Eren of all people. 

The thought that someone would touch him like that— defile him like that… it made his blood boil.

“It’s settled then, we agree on the bitching of Eren Jaeger?” Several hands were reluctantly raised. Before he can stop himself his palm slams harshly against the hardwood desk, startling several captains as the thunderous bang echoes starkly throughout the cold room. “Hanji, if you do this I swear I will be the first to kill whichever recruit you send to sully that boy.” He warns, standing from his chair to tower over his stiff friend. 

“That’s commander to you.” Hanji responds coldly “And you must think very little of me if you’re convinced I’m going to let some random recruit do that to Eren.”

“Then who?” He demands, stepping closer.

The Beta doesn’t respond, yet their glare is upsetting and deep. The air is thick and laced with tension as Levi waits for Hanji’s response. Yet it never comes and with each passing second Levi slowly understands why. A sudden small gasp escapes their queen’s lips yet Levi refuses to turn.

“You’re joking.”

“There is no one better than—“

“I’m not going to rape him!” Levi bellows, pacing back and forth the tense office as Hanji refuses to entertain his outrage. “It’s either you or another one of us.” Hanji growls, getting irritated by Levi’s frantic pacing “And Eren only listens to you.”

“But that doesn’t mean he will let me bitch him!” Levi shouts, scratching his nape until the flesh beneath his trimmed nails turns raw. “No, But he will listen to you, Levi!” Hanji insists “Once he’s tamed he will no longer—“ with a harsh kick and a growl he watches his chair fly across the room, slamming against the thick wall and causing several Captains to step back in fear “He’s not a dog, damnit! You can’t just tame a human!”

“But he’s not human, is he!?” Hanji shouts, stopping Levi's frantic pacing.

He’s not human, that’s true. Eren’s as human as a cow is a horse, yet that doesn’t mean raping him would be any less of a crime. “Nobody wants this, but it has to be done. Once he’s bitched and his dynamic has shifted he’ll be easier to handle, and other recruits can start feeling safe again.”

Levi doesn’t respond, his heart beating rapidly as the prospect of bitching Eren floods his turmoiled mind. “You want me to impregnate the bastard as well?” He hisses cruelly  “Have him pop out some baby titans for you to experiment on?” Hanji remains silent, refusing to entertain Levi’s mindless rambling. “It’s either you, or another one of us.” Hanji repeats bitterly “Who do you think Eren would be least offended by?” 

He'd be offended by everyone. Frankly Levi’s pretty sure if he were to stroll in that dungeon right now and fuck the boy bloody, he’d have his dick torn off or worse.

Rubbing his tired face, he covers his mouth with his shaky hand before dragging the cool fingers down his jaw “Will you tell him?” A shameful expression forms over Hanji’s face “Chances are he’ll tuck tail and run if I do. No, we can’t tell him. It will just have to happen without him knowing.”

“And what makes you think he won’t just turn and kill us all?” Levi demands, fists clenched tightly as he reels back from harming his friend. “He wouldn’t dare turn against you” Historia suddenly interjects, eyes hardened and voice clipped as she stands from her wooden chair to face the short Alpha. “Not to mention his friends would be in considerable danger as well. He might be reckless but he’s not heartless.” Ha, right, his friends. Mikasa will surely kill Levi if she finds out he bitched her crush. After all, she is an Ackermann like him. She might not stand a chance but she’d put up a good fight and he’d hate to kill one of Eren’s friends and a damn good soldier at that too. 

If he keeps pondering on all the repercussions that could follow his brain might just tear itself apart. It was already crumpled to bits at the prospect of having to rape Eren, he doesn’t want to linger on what will happen after.

“We’ll need royal approval… of course.” A garrison captain mumbles meekly, head bowed low as Historia sends an icy glance towards the cowering soldiers. “Eren has been acting… strange recently.” Historia sighs, thumb digging into her palm as she bravely faces her former commander and captain “We’re all aware that he’s our only hope for a better future. That he’s the reason we have an onslaught of new recruits willing to lay their lives out for him and him alone.”

Levi’s jaw clenches painfully, teeth digging into flesh and bone as he bites back a snarky remark. “I don’t want Paradis to lose our greatest asset because of a sudden biological defect.” Historia states firmly, shaky blue eyes staring into Levi’s icy grey ones “And if that means having to… tame Eren, then I approve of this plan.”

His blood runs cold.

“When?” Levi whispers, his voice audibly cracking as he turns to face his friend and commander “Whenever you’re ready, just don’t drag it out. For the sake of all of us.” He doesn’t dignify Hanji’s meek answer with a response. With a heavy pit in his stomach he trudges away, carelessly pushing past the queen. A shameful passing thought almost forces his knees to buckle, the heat in his body wafting down to his stomach before being crushed by a deep breath.

It’s deplorable, disgusting and beneath him and yet he can’t help but think…

Would Eren be a good fuck? 

The brat had been horrendous all day long, growling and snapping at everyone including his doting friends. One minute the kid was all fire and rage and the next he was quietly sulking in a corner with eyes so cold Levi never wanted to see them on the young Alpha ever again. He had half the mind to beat Eren to a pulp and hopefully bring back the flame in those eyes, yet he could only deliver one cruelty for today.

And he didn’t wish to break the boy’s spirit twice in one evening.

He could barely look at Eren, let alone command him around. The thought of his awaiting punishment scratching the back of his mind raw. He was going to rape him. Bitch him until the boy turned into a Beta— or if the world wanted to punish him even further; an Omega. And although he was disgusted at the prospect… he couldn’t withhold his occasional wandering gaze. Whenever Eren ran past him or tried to gain his attention, he couldn’t help but stare at his defined collarbone and his smooth almost supple skin.

It was as if his mind was tricking him. As if it was warming up to the possibility of bitching the teen—  and he couldn’t stop it.

His slow steps echo loudly throughout the quiet dungeon. The warmth leaves his skin as the cold walls cascade his body until he finally steps onto solid ground and is greeted with a front row view of Eren lounging on his bed.

His throat clogged up at the unseemly sight of Eren lying on his stomach, one leg spread to his side revealing tightly clothed cheeks. Clenching his jaw, teeth gritting painfully, Levi cautiously approaches the freshly turned Alpha. His nose wrinkles as he takes in Eren’s disgusting scent. Alphas smelled like shit to one another, yet Eren’s thankfully wasn’t completely disgusting. He didn’t have much time to grow into his scent either. Or rather, he won’t have time.

Moss-green eyes peek past slim shoulders, widening in surprise before returning to their usual deadpan glare. “What do you want?” Eren’s snappy tone demands, a sigh escaping his lips as he turns back around to stare at his open book. 

Levi wanted nothing more but to strangle the boy for his insolence. Rage overshadows his previous calm demeanour as he quietly approaches Eren’s bedside. “I’m not in the mood for one of your lectures, please go.” Eren sighs, refusing to face Levi, even as the man towers above him. “You reek.” Levi whispers, his threatening voice being enough for Eren to spare him a glance “Alphas don’t smell good to other Alphas, you should know that.” Eren bites back, a small pout forming over his lips as he finally gathers the decency to sit upright and face his Captain.

“You’re right, they don’t.” Levi mumbles thoughtlessly, eyes lingering on Eren’s plump lips before swiftly flicking upwards to meet the teen’s suspicious glare.

“I heard you scent marked someone against their will, or at least tried to.” A faint blush paints Eren’s face, his brows furrowing slightly as a scoff escapes his lips “It was a mistake! Fuck, how many times do I have to tell you that.” The teen growls, carelessly throwing his book aside “You’re making a lot of mistakes recently, Eren.” Levi warns, still standing tall above the grumbling teen “You’re acting feral….”

“Oh fuck off!” Eren shouts, aggressively rolling his eyes as he turns to glare at the older Alpha “I’m doing just fine, you all just pick on me because you’re scared and honestly? Keep pestering me about this and you will be scared.”

The faint smirk painted on Eren’s lips didn’t seem as convincing as the teen had hoped for. Eren was desperately trying to fool him, yet he still cowered beneath Levi’s harsh glare. It was a pathetic display, a dick measuring contest Levi refused to entertain.

“I was hoping you’d be more cooperative, maybe even apologetic.” Levi sighs, leisurely bending down to sit next to a surprised Eren “But you really are just a feral dog, aren’t you?” His cold eyes slowly turn to meet Eren’s wide and confused ones, their close proximity visibly making the younger Alpha uncomfortable.

Rubbing his aching forehead; scarred hand sliding to his downturned lips, he lets out a sudden chuckle surprising the bratty teen. “You’re no longer the kid that used to awe at my every move, huh?” He rasps, an unfamiliar smirk lingering on his cracked lips. “You’re a big tough Alpha now, aren’t you?” He growls. “You know what happens to Alphas that refuse to act decently?” He whispers harshly, shamelessly enjoying Eren’s confused and somewhat frightened expression.

Even when terrified, he still has such a pretty face.

Without warning he practically pounces on the teen, forcefully pushing Eren onto the cheap bed before swiftly climbing between his spread legs. “Captain!?” Eren growls, nails digging into Levi’s jaw and arm trying to push the older man off of him.

With an exhausted sigh Levi pushes the brat down by his neck before reaching into his pocket and dragging out a pair of heavy steel cuffs. Eren’s eyes widen, his teeth trying to snap and dig into Levi’s hand yet failing miserably. His sides were being violently kicked. If he had been any other man he’d have peeled away from Eren in sheer pain, yet he was no regular Alpha nor man which made overpowering the teen a cakewalk.

After several minutes of struggling and avoiding Eren’s teeth, he finally manages to cuff one wrist with a low growl. Reluctantly releasing Eren’s clamped throat, he grimaces as the teen sharply inhales cold air before growling at Levi like a rabid dog. “Fucking stop! You— stop!” Eren shouts, thrashing beneath Levi’s heavy body causing blood to pool from his chained wrist.

“I’ll tell Hanji!” Eren shouts, whining and growling as Levi struggles to cuff the teen’s second wrist “I’ll fucking tell them! And you’ll be killed! They’ll fucking kill you— I’ll kill you!”  Levi scoffs, grunting as Eren’s clothed cheeks rub against his growing buldge “Hanji was the one who ordered me to do this.” Eren’s breath hitches loudly, his body stilling momentarily.

“I’ll turn.” The teen warns, voice low and domineering, wrist still struggling against Levi’s painful grip “Then we’ll cut you out and someone else can bitch you.”

Finally understanding his position, Eren begins to plead “I’m sorry Captain!” The young Alpha utters, his foot pushing against Levi’s unmoving chest as the older man digs his pale fingers into the teen’s underwear. Tugging Eren’s pants off was more of a hassle than Levi had imagined, even with one hand cuffed the teen still put up a remarkable fight.

With a loud yelp and hitched breath, Eren’s pants and underwear were finally torn from his shaking legs leaving him bare and cold. A warm hand was tugging at his jaw, fingers digging in between his lips threatening to cut the thin flesh beneath “I’ll behave, Captain!” Eren cries, scratching and pulling at Levi’s skin begging for his attention. “I promise I-I won’t act out again! I’ll be a good Alpha, just please don’t—“

A pale hand swiftly smacks against Eren’s rambling lips, silencing the panicked teen. “Shut.Up.” Levi growls quietly, leaning dangerously close— practically shoving his nose against Eren’s.

He was sweating, warm droplets running down his back enticing him to remove his jacket. His own pants were clinging to his skin, chafing against sweaty thighs as he pulled the offending fabric down as fast he could. His boots were carelessly kicked off and as he turns back around he notices Eren’s free hand trying to rip the cuffs from his bleeding wrist.

“Am I going to have to tie your other hand down as well?” Levi threatens, roughly shoving the teen’s thighs apart before slinking back between them. “Please, stop.” Eren hiccups, wide tear-brimmed eyes desperately searching for reason within Levi’s own. It was too late. Even if Eren promised to behave, there's no guarantee he won’t just turn on them. If he’s bitched he’ll act accordingly… he has to.

“Keep your hand on the sheet. Do anything stupid and I’ll cuff your hands bloody.” Levi murmurs, grabbing the teen’s shaky wrist and shoving his tan fingers onto the bed. With a groan he reaches past his crotch to grab his soft dick, roughly pumping his limp member. Peeking through thick lashes, he feels his cock twitch in shameful excitement at Eren’s flushed and wet cheeks. The sight was riveting, and yet his member refused to act accordingly. He never had performance issues, or at least none that he was aware of and it wasn’t as if Eren was unattractive. Frankly Levi often thought the teen would have been better suited as an Omega, what with him being blessed by his unnatural beauty. Yet considering this wasn’t an act of passion or lust, he didn’t exactly find the prospect of fucking Eren excitable.

“At least moan a bit so I can get hard.” Levi hisses, slim fingers roughly squeezing and tugging at his ever slowly hardening member. Eren responds with a low growl, head thrown back and body thrashing beneath Levi’s heavy weight. Rubbing the tip of his cock against Eren’s entrance, Levi elicits a hitched breath and cry from the sobbing Alpha. Peeking past trembling thighs, he notices Eren’s rather limp member laying thickly between his slim legs. He’s not surprised, he expected the teen to be everything but happy. The pathetic sight manages to make him feel infinitely worse about their unpleasant predicament.

He just wants to get this over with.

“Hold still.” Levi warns, shuffling on his knees to find a somewhat comfortable position between Eren’s trembling legs “This will hurt.” He slowly pushes into the unbearably tight ring, growling as Eren tries to lift himself up from the bed. The teen’s his back arching painfully as he lets out a scared howl. “Stop!” Eren growls viciously, fingers digging into Levi’s face, threatening to jab an eye out. He presses the teen’s hand back down, keeping his thin wrist entrapped as he continues to push into his writhing body.

Eren was tight, fucking unbearably— painfully tight. Levi could barely move as the young Alpha squeezed around his length, trying to force the unwanted member out of his body. “Get it out!” Eren cries, shoving and scratching at Levi’s neck desperately trying to push his Captain away “I can’t be an Omega— fuck— fuck stop—“ his hand smacks around Eren’s lips, roughly squeezing the teen’s plump cheeks and forcing the pained Alpha to cry into Levi’s pale hand.

“Shut up and fucking take it.”

With a deep and brutal thrust, he forces himself through the young Alpha’s tight walls before finally bottoming out with a pained groan. Eren’s chest stilled, his eyes widening and breath hitching as he lay limp beneath Levi’s heavy weight.

The young Alpha was fucking boiling, his insides practically cooking Levi’s cock to a crisp as the tight walls erratically squeezed around his member.

“Fuck.” Levi whispers harshly, lowering his head against Eren’s stiff chest until his sweaty forehead touches the teen’s warm flesh. “Fucking shit, you’re warm.” He curses again, trying to resist the urge to recklessly thrust into Eren’s delicious heat. It was unlike anything he’s ever experienced. Eren’s insides were undeniably the warmest he’s ever had, and although the teen’s body was practically trying to shove him out— his velvety walls were more than welcoming.

The brat was wide-eyed and in disbelief, plump lips agape and thick brows furrowed together tightly. His chest wasn’t moving, breath stilled and gone until he was forced to take in large gulps of air.

Eren’s breaths were panicked, hitched and pained as they sporadically escaped his twitching lips. His legs were violently trembling as thick tears started rolling down his flushed cheeks. Caging the teen’s head with his scarred arms, Levi pulls out ever so slightly before shoving himself back into the Shifter eliciting a hitched yelp from Eren. The teen’s clammy fingers wrapped themselves around Levi’s wrist, scratching and digging into the pale skin until small droplets of blood were painted across his flesh.

He’d allow Eren this much. To harm Levi as he sees fit.

“You’re wet.” Levi breathes heavily, his ego preening at Eren’s pathetic attempts of struggling against him. He knew the teen wasn’t slicking, there was absolutely no possibility that his dynamic changed so quickly. It was blood, he’s convinced of it. And yet he didn’t care. Eren’s addicting heat was enough to keep him going even if his pubes were drenched in the teen’s boiling blood.

“Turning into an Omega already?” He rasps, roughly stroking Eren’s long neck. The young Alpha’s head was turned, his eyes refusing to meet Levi’s own as he bites into his bottom lip drawing thick droplets of blood.

Fine, he can work with silence.

The sound of skin slapping against skin, Levi’s quiet panting and cheap bed springs squeaking loudly echo throughout the small dungeon. It would have all been rather arousing, if Eren would at least let out a sound or two. Yet instead the defiled Alpha remains bitterly silent.

“You’re as arousing as a corpse.” Levi hisses, thumb digging into Eren’s flushed ear “The least you could do is cry.” Eren doesn’t respond, his head still defiantly turned towards the wall. His limp body was rocking against the thin bed sheets, tense thighs clenched tightly around Levi’s waist; unwillingly moving with the older man’s thrusts.

It was unusual of him to try and get a rise out of the Shifter, yet he couldn’t stop himself. The act of bitching the teen was getting to his head, turning him into a rather cruel bedmate.

“Come on, Eren.” He teases, stilling his hips to lean closer towards the Shifter’s face. His tan neck was stretched uncomfortably, sweat running down warm flesh as he flinched when Levi’s cool breath fanned over his jaw “Where did that big tough Alpha go?” tan fingers are swiftly thrown over Eren’s eyes, shielding the Shifter from Levi’s heated glare. He wasn’t slapped or punched— the brat didn’t even push him away, he simply hid his face like an embarrassed child. “I always knew deep down you were a coward.” Levi growls, resuming his deep thrusts “Glad to see it can’t be fucked out of you.”

Shifting his hips, trying to reach his impending release, Levi grinds deeper into Eren’s heat when his attentive ears perked up on something peculiar.

A tiny breathy moan.

“That good there?” He breathes, grinding deeper. Eren’s body suddenly stiffens, his limbs tensing and shaking as a hitched breath escapes his bitten lips. “You like that?” Levi teases, staring between Eren’s open thighs and noticing his slowly hardening member. “An Alpha who enjoys getting bitched.” Levi marvels, resuming his brutal thrusts, his growing knot rhythmically pressing against Eren’s hole. “You’re truly one of a kind, Eren.” Levi whispers, groaning as his knot tries to force itself into Eren’s resisting body. “It can’t fit.” Eren’s meek and raspy voice cries out, muscled forearm pressed tightly against his red eyes. 

“I’ll make it fit.”

The brat was practically shaking, hasty breaths escaping his bitten lips until he forces out a pained groan alongside a shudder. “It’s not normal, it won't fit!” Eren shouts again, still shielding his eyes. Ignoring the crying teen, Levi keeps pushing into his resistant body. It was a tight fit, incredibly fucking tight but eventually he manages to shove his knot in with a guttural groan and a soft cry from Eren.

His knot was practically suckled on, Eren’s tight walls clenching tightly around his fleshy bump. The boy’s insides weren’t yet Omegan, but they sure felt it and with how well Eren was taking his cum? He might as well already be one.

“It feels like you’re changing already.” Levi breathes roughly, digging his thumb into Eren’s neck eliciting a frustrated groan from the younger Alpha— well, he’s probably not a true Alpha anymore.

 Bitching won’t take in a day, it needed several fuckings. It could last weeks even months until the Alpha’s body finally changes accordingly. He wonders if Eren knows this, if the boy even knows why Levi fucked him. “A few more sessions… and you’ll no longer be Eren Jaeger the reckless Alpha.” Levi whispers, stomach clenching tightly as he leans closer to the whimpering Shifter. “You’ll be Eren Jaeger: the titan shifter who got broken in by another Alpha. Who got  turned into a right bitch—“

A sudden heavy fist slams into the side of his face, Eren’s free hand having all but flown from his teary eyes to Levi’s cheek. “I hate you.” The teen growls, hole clenching painfully around Levi’s knot “I fucking hate you.”

His eyes were a deep green, brimmed with red and thick tears. It was as if the clock had reversed and suddenly he was staring at the brat who would shake with glee at any given opportunity to talk to him and not the lifeless angry husk Levi had to deal with after Historia’s coronation. His cheek was aching, Eren’s fist still digging into his bruised flesh until Levi leisurely pulled away from the steaming fingers. He won’t punish the boy, he punished him enough as is. There was no need to add salt to the gaping wound.

“You can hate me all you want, I would too.” Levi murmurs leaning away from Eren, still connected to the Alpha’s body. 

It was painful, watching Eren silently cry and shake, avoiding Levi’s deadpan stare. He felt as if he had broken the boy, and he was unnecessarily cruel whilst doing so as well. Eren’s position and body had done unspeakable things to his mind— his ego. He’d usually stay rather quiet during sex, save for the few grunts and moans yet bitching an Alpha seemed to have turned him into a major asshole.

To think he was initially so opposed to the idea and now here he is: basking in Eren’s warmth with empty balls and very little to complain about.

Rubbing his tired face, he sighs in relief as he feels his dying knot slowly slip out of Eren’s hole. Peeking through bloodied legs he notices the teen hadn’t cum yet surprisingly Eren’s pink cock had hardened ever so slightly. It was flush at the tip, leaking small droplets of milky liquid down his balls and taint.

He tries to squeeze the leaking member but Eren’s tan fingers slap his hand away. The teen’s knee recoils before a heavy foot is slammed into Levi’s chest, forcefully pushing Levi away and out of the trembling Shifter. “Get out, you fucking bastard!” Eren howls, fingers frantically squeezing against his dripping hole. He was ashamed, burning from head to toe as he tried to shield his defiled body from Levi’s prying eyes. Blood and cum were oozing from between the young Alpha’s fingers, coating his shaking hand until small droplets smeared onto his thin bed sheets. “Get out.” Eren repeats, shaky voice lowering as he still refuses to face his Captain “I mean it, get out.”

With a clenched jaw and bruised pride Levi leisurely puts his pants back on, flicking his icy glare from the cold cobblestone floor to Eren’s stiff body.

Sudden waves of guilt crashed into him, forcing him to trudge towards the small stairs before slowly turning to glance at Eren’s trembling body one last time. The teen hadn’t moved, fingers still pressed tightly against his hole whilst his other arm was drenched in tears. The sight was upsetting and it took every ounce of his strength not to rush to Eren’s side and comfort the sobbing teen, yet Levi knew when he wasn’t wanted. And he especially wasn’t wanted by Eren. Not now, probably not ever.

The walk to his office was spent in shameful silence, the deafening sound of his heavy boots clicking against the cold floor having turned into a punishment for his sins. He felt disgusted— ashamed. Ashamed for forcibly bitching the teen. Ashamed for knotting his unwilling body.

Ashamed for liking it.

He liked fucking Eren, it was cathartic— Euphoric even. He was probably the best fuck Levi’s ever had and that was saying something considering he’s laid with Omegas before. Eren was just too pretty, too familiar… and Levi was just another horny Alpha happy to fuck any hole offered to him. Although in this case the teen wasn’t willing to offer anything besides flying fists. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” Levi whispers to himself, his voice drifting into his cold room as he slams his door shut.

Eren had plagued his mind from the moment he left that cell to the second his eyes drifted shut as he slept with a heavy heart that night, hands clenched tightly by his side whilst he vehemently ignored the aching buldge beneath his tight pants.

This was not good.

The brat refused to face him the next day.

Eren all but kept his gaze glued to the ground, wide eyes focused solely on the moving grass beneath his filthy boots. Long gone was the crass and shifting attitude that the young Alpha would parade around. Instead he turned into a meek pup, a sudden noticeable shift his friends didn’t fail to notice. 

They cornered him during training lessons, whispering in low hushed words Levi couldn’t make out. He couldn’t make out what they were discussing, yet considering the wide eyes on Eren’s pale face it was more than likely an interrogation about his sudden shift in behaviour. Eren hadn’t uttered a single sentence during his friends' interrogations, yet his eyes would occasionally flick towards Levi before swiftly staring back at his boots.

It was quite irritating.

He knew that after last night’s tumultuous event the kid would hate him, but he didn’t expect Eren to turn into a shell of himself. Perhaps he was a fool to hope Eren would forgive him. Frankly, he would have preferred if Eren had reclaimed his bite but instead the Shifter just had a pathetic disposition to him and still smelled of Alpha. It was faint and barely noticeable— unlike before, which his friends must have noticed. 

The bitching didn’t take— at least not immediately. And if it didn’t take immediately then he’d have to… repeat it.

Inhaling sharply, he turns his icy gaze away from the panting recruits. He’s been watching the brat for over an hour now and no matter how much he tries to distract himself by commanding the new impressionable soldiers, he can’t keep his eyes off of little meek Eren. It was like he was obsessively drawn to the boy, and all because he shoved his dick in him. Kenny would be beside himself at this revelation, probably laugh his ass off. Getting distracted by a piece of ass wasn’t a common occurrence he’d suffer from and yet here he was. But he supposes Eren wasn’t just any piece of ass.

“Jaeger!” His shout echoes loudly throughout the training ground garnering everyone’s attention, especially Eren’s jumpy friends. Eren turns his head in acknowledgement yet still refuses to face his captain. He motions with his fingers for the teen to approach “Come here.”

Like a kicked dog Eren hesitates slightly, head held low as he tries to walk towards his Captain yet the grip from his childhood friends prevents him from leaving. Levi watches silently as the teen gently pushes Mikasa away before cautiously shuffling towards his superior. It was such a strange and pathetic sight that it enticed everyone to stare at the blushing Shifter. This wasn’t the Eren they were used to. Perhaps in his bravest moments Eren would have denied Levi’s request but then swiftly followed orders as his Captain growled at him, but that was the old Eren. The Eren who hadn’t been forcibly bitched.

The brat didn’t say a word as he slowly approached his superior, head held low and shoulders tight as he awkwardly stood next to his captain waiting for the older man’s orders.

“You’re pitiful.” Levi growled quietly, disappointed by the teen’s lack of response. “Behaving like a kicked dog. You’re a soldier for fuck’s sake! Act like one.” He growls, stepping closer towards the stiff teen eliciting a hitched breath from his bitten lips. Beneath Eren’s growing hair lay a deep blush, painting the teen’s whole face as he awkwardly avoids Levi’s stern gaze. 

“You don’t smell like a Beta or Omega… yet.” Levi breathes huskily, stepping even closer to the quiet Alpha. “I’ll probably have to knot you again. Turn you into a good bitch.” He had hoped for a reaction, perhaps even a well deserved slap yet instead the teen held his head low and simply avoided Levi’s cold gaze. It wasn’t what he wanted— to be honest, he’s not sure what he wants from Eren anymore.

With a tired sigh and a roll of his eyes Levi swiftly grabs the teen’s arm before dragging the boy away. His skin prickled at the intense glare Mikasa was sending his way. Frankly he’s surprised she wasn’t sprinting towards him to save her brother-lover yet he has a hunch that the Arlert boy was holding her back with all his might. He’s a smart kid, he probably guessed that there was something off about Eren’s demeanour— well, more than usual. Maybe he’s already figured it all out and is planning something in that huge head of his. 

Eren didn’t say a word as he was dragged off, his eyes remaining glued to the ground even when he almost stumbled over his feet. Levi could feel the curious gaze of recruits and soldiers alike staring them down yet none dared stop him. None of them liked Eren anyways, they’re probably glad the Alpha was finally getting punished. 

It didn’t take long for them to reach Levi’s room. “Get in.” Levi barks, shoving Eren through the open door and into his office before roughly slamming the door shut. “Seriously, Eren.” Levi whispers, tugging at the opening of his shirt “What’s wrong with you?” A dumbfounded expression paints Eren’s pale face as he lifts his head to meet his captain’s angry gaze “…Are you really asking me that?” The teen whispers, lips agape and thick brows knitted tightly together. Levi doesn’t respond, his jaw clenching painfully as he swiftly takes off his jacket.

The brat’s mildly furious expression roused a carnal desire in him, his stomach fluttering at the sight of Eren’s glassy eyes and slick lips. There was still a bit of a feral dog in his broken pup. He’ll have to rectify that.

“Take your pants off and lean against the desk.” Levi instructs sternly, his icy gaze challenging Eren’s own. Surprisingly, the brat doesn’t put up a fight as he quietly waddles over to Levi’s desk. He watches the teen undress, his eyes lingering on Eren’s trembling fingers as the Shifter slowly pulls down his pants before hesitating with his underwear. “Armin explained to me what bitching was.” Eren suddenly whispers, back still turned to his Captain “I didn’t tell him why I wanted to know.” The teen mumbles sharply, fiddling with his underwear “I guess I always kind of knew what it was but I never—“

“Why are you telling me this?” Levi rasps, throat aching. The teen stiffens, his breath hitching loudly as he merely shrugs “I don’t know.” Eren whispers, his voice swallowed by the surrounding tense air. For the teen to still feel a semblance of care for Levi? It was utterly baffling. He had violated the boy and yet Eren still felt the need to lie for him— protect him from his friend’s suspicions.

With an exasperated sigh he stomps towards the disturbingly calm teen before swiftly tugging down his loose underwear.

“You said you hate me, remember?” Levi remarks, prodding at Eren’s flushed hole. It was sensitive, likely from their previous night. Gently pushing his middle finger in, Levi bites back a groan as he feels around Eren’s warm insides. It was still familiarly tight, yet no apparent slick was present. “No slick.” Levi sighs, prodding around Eren’s velvety walls “But that’s fine, it feels different. You’re definitely changing.” Levi slightly pinches the Shifter’s bottom, watching amusedly as Eren jumps ever so slightly. “Stay still.” Levi instructs, moving away from the stiff teen and towards his stacked bookshelf.

He can practically feel Eren’s curious gaze watching his every move, following his Captain’s fingers as they slowly reach for a small bottle of oil. Eren’s head swiftly turns, a deep blush covering his ears as he waits for Levi to approach him. “You’re so tame now.” Levi teases, shuffling behind Eren’s legs before slowly spreading the long limbs to expose his pink hole. “I wonder, if it had been anyone else bitching you… would you act the same with them?” Levi teases, eyes squeezing shut as he blinks away the vile images of someone else defiling Eren. Eren shakes his head, dull green eyes peeking over his shaky shoulder “N-No sir. I… I probably would have ripped their dick off.” Eren admits sheepishly, eliciting a snort from his superior “I certainly hope so.”

Coating his fingers in oil, Levi gently spreads the warm liquid over Eren’s puckered hole before hastily pushing in two scarred digits. “This should make it easier… less painful.” Levi mumbles mindlessly, staring at Eren’s puffy hole. It felt different, the brat’s insides were more welcoming, the only thing that remained was his unbearable heat.

“You’re a bit of a freak, you know.” Levi remarks quietly, eyeing Eren’s stiff back for a reaction yet the Shifter remained annoyingly still. Although Levi doesn’t fail to notice the slight tenseness in his shoulders. “I’ve fucked a couple of Omegas and Betas here and there…” Levi trails off whilst gently groping Eren’s plump cheeks, watching in awe as the tan skin bounces beneath his scarred hand. “ None were as warm or as tight as you.” Levi rasps, gently rubbing Eren’s twitching taint with his thumb.

Eren’s head lowers, presumably in shame “You’ve had many mates before…?” The teen whispers almost viciously, surprising the older Alpha. He almost sounded disappointed— angry, as if Levi violating him was the least of his concerns.

“No.” Levi sighs, zipping down the front of his pants “No mates, no partners— nothing like that.” His cock was hardening with each passing stroke, aroused at the sight of Eren’s dripping hole yet not fully ready to pierce the boy’s body. He would have preferred some foreplay beforehand, maybe some kissing and groping but he wasn’t given that courtesy with Eren. Besides, he’s convinced the teen would bite his tongue off if he even dared to shove their lips together.

He knows that if he enjoys this too much he’ll be hooked. He’s already drawn to the boy— he can’t keep his eyes off of the broken Alpha. So at the very least he can try and stick to the task at hand. Knotting, that’s all he needs to do.

With a few quiet grunts he rubs his slowly stiffening member until the soaked flesh was ready and willing. Pushing the coated tip against Eren’s pink hole, prodding the soft skin, Levi shifts behind the teen before gently gripping his slim hips. “Would you ever want a mate?” Eren suddenly whispers, his back still turned to Levi. Eren’s ears were blood red, Levi could practically feel the Shifter shake beneath his superior’s cold gaze.

“No.”

The muscled ring barely relented, softly opening beneath the pressure of Levi’s member. Sliding into Eren was far easier with lubrication, his insides were warm and slippery practically sucking his Captain in as Levi buried himself to the hilt with a raspy grunt. As predicted, Eren didn’t let out a single sound, still refusing to give Levi what he secretly desired. He so desperately wanted a reaction, even a cry would satisfy him yet instead Eren remained quiet— or as quiet as he could.

Gripping the teen’s hips he began a slowed pace, relishing in Eren’s unnatural warmth and tightness. “I wonder what lucky bastard will get to experience this after me.” Levi breathes heavily, rubbing circles into Eren’s slim hips “Whichever mate you choose, they’ll surely be very happy.” 

His desk rattles with each slow thrust, wood thumping along rhythmic thrusts. He relishes in the sound of his hips gently slapping against Eren’s arse, eyes closing as he listens intently to the echoes of their fucking. Although rotten, this felt right. Having Eren shaking beneath him like a leaf, obediently taking his cock. Granted, he’d have preferred if the Shifter would moan for him yet he knows how stubborn the teen is and given their situation he can understand why Eren would vehemently deny him a glimpse of his own pleasure.

Eren’s fists were balled together tightly, writhing against the desk with each deep thrust. Levi couldn’t see his face, something which was starting to frustrate him to say the least, yet the deep flush on Eren’s ears gave away the teen’s embarrassment. “What kind of face are you making?” Levi murmurs as his cool fingers slither beneath Eren’s shirt, gently stroking the heated skin. He can faintly hear frantic breathing, the teen’s insides tightening deliciously around his slick cock.

“Do you like listening to my voice?” Levi rasps heavily, his hands groping Eren’s tan flesh until they reach pebbled nipples. A small squeeze and a flick was all it took for Eren to try and buck off of Levi’s desk. A muffled whimper escapes the Shifter’s lips as his hands swiftly reach for Levi’s scarred fingers, unintentionally forcing himself deeper onto the man’s cock.

“Captain.” Eren whispers, legs quivering as he holds onto Levi’s hands “S-stop, it’s embarrassing.” The Shifter hisses with a noticeable bite. The teen’s back was still facing Levi, denying the older man a view of his gorgeous face. All Levi was graced with was his trembling voice and flushed backside. “What? My talking or my cock in your guts?” Levi grunts before shoving himself deeper, eliciting a hitched breath from his blushing subordinate. Tweaking Eren’s sensitive nipple, Levi releases the pebbled flesh before gently stroking down the teen’s tan skin. He was searching for Eren’s member, fingers sliding past curly pubes and—

“Oh?” Levi hums, gently squeezing the semi-hard member “You’re getting off on this, aren’t you? You enjoy having another Alpha bitch you.” He growls before delivering a harsh thrust, forcing the Shifter’s thighs to smack against the wooden desk. “N-No— I—“ another hitched gasp escapes Eren’s lips as Levi slams himself back into the younger Alpha’s body.

“Soon you’ll be a beta— Or better yet: an Omega.” Levi breathes heavily, resuming his deep pace “And you’ll be bred like a bitch every single day. You like the idea of that?” Eren vigorously shakes his head, his hands having left Levi’s own as they painfully grip the edges of his desk “All you’d have to do is get on your knees and present yourself, and anyone would fill you right up.” Levi growls, his thrusts increasing in speed as Eren’s warmth practically sucks him in “And you’d love it.”

“No!” Eren cries out, head lowered in shame “J-just you— just—“ a small moan escapes Eren’s lips surprising both Alphas. Levi’s knot was slowly forming, teasing Eren’s slick hole “Just me what?” Levi demands, hands leaving Eren’s chest to grip his bruised hips. Eren finally peeks past his shoulder, glassy full-blown eyes meeting Levi’s own. He was flushed from head to toe and his growing hair was sticking to his wet forehead. Eren’s lips parted ever so slightly, voice hesitating before he finally mustered the courage to utter out a quiet whisper only Levi could hear.

“I… I just want you, Levi.”

His cock practically jumped, twitching inside Eren’s heat as the teen’s sultry eyes bore into his stunned face. His mind seemed to stop working, broken to bits from Eren’s sudden meek confession. He always knew the boy had liked him. Levi wasn’t oblivious to the teen’s puppy dog eyes following his every move or how his breath would hitch whenever the older man got just a bit too close. He had toyed with the idea on occasion yet he never dared try to approach Eren romantically, especially after he presented as an Alpha.

Yet for the teen to still feel an inkling of desire and want for Levi after he had brutalised the boy? He couldn’t understand why Eren would feel that way.

“You’re mistaken.” 

Eren was simply knot hungry, surely no self respecting Alpha would want to mate with the same man that bitched him. Although, he supposes Eren was no longer an Alpha— at least not truly.

He didn’t care for Eren’s muffled cries, his hips practically drilling into the teen as he chased his own release. His mind was oozing, Eren’s words plucking his previous pleasure away and instead replacing it with confusion. It wasn’t right— this wasn’t right. And yet he enjoyed it. He enjoyed Eren. He enjoyed using his lithe body— filling, thrusting and wrecking the boy until no one wanted him. 

He had turned into the same degenerate he feared would defile Eren in the first place.

His pace increased, forcing small muffled moans from the panting teen. “You don’t want me Eren.” Levi growls, roughly removing his hand from Eren’s hair “I don’t love you— we’re not mates. This is my job.” His words stung, piercing Eren’s soft meaty heart. “I don’t do this out of pleasure, I do it because you don’t know— shit! How to behave!” Levi hisses, his knot catching on Eren’s tight walls. 

Eren’s muffled silence finally breaks, a broken moan escaping his slick lips as Levi’s knot pushes and digs at his wet hole. “Look.” Levi murmurs, sneaking a pale finger to where they were joined. Small streaks of slick dripped from Eren’s hole, slicking Levi’s cock and making it easier for his growing knot to ease into the teen’s clenched hole. “You’re already dripping.” He teases. It was a complete lie, the slick was barely noticeable— in fact Levi’s convinced it might just be sweat yet it was enough to draw a small cry from the young Alpha.

“This is what I have to do.” Levi growls, displaying his wet finger “Your desire for me is misplaced, you’re just a bitch who’s addicted to cock.”

Eren’s face flushes a deep cherry red, green eyes watering as he studies Levi’s deadpan expression. Levi’s jaw clenched tightly, icy eyes narrowing, zeroing in on Eren’s embarrassed expression. This wasn’t right, this wasn’t how it was supposed to go. With a low growl he all but slams his aching knot into Eren’s body, eliciting a pained cry from the teary-eyed Shifter. The knot was enough to shut Eren up, forcing him back into his meek self as he hides his wet face from Levi’s scrutinising glare. “This is all you’d get from me.” Levi pants, hips grinding deeply into Eren’s flushed arse forcing his knot to ride against the teen’s slick walls “I don’t love, Eren. I don’t have mates.”

Quiet pants escape Eren’s lips, his watery eyes peeking through thick strands of hair sending a shiver down Levi’s body. The teen was positively dazed, his eyes expressing both confusion and lust matching Levi’s own feelings. He was watching Levi like a hawk, blinking only when necessary.

He felt pinned as if those molten green eyes were tearing him apart for all he was worth.

His knot faded relatively quickly and with a groan and tug, a trickle of blood and cum oozed from Eren’s hole as Levi slid out of the shaking teen. The sight made him shiver in delight, and Eren’s arched back and parted lips even more so. The brat was dishevelled, his hair sticking out in all sorts of places. His arse was flushed, visible bruises healing before Levi’s own eyes causing a petty disappointment to scratch at his ego. 

Notably, the teen’s cock was pink and leaking; desperately begging for attention. By all accounts, if Eren had been anyone else Levi would have ravaged him all over again. But he wasn’t, and the longer Levi stayed to ogle at the teen’s leaking hole the less control he could maintain.

Taking a swift step back, Levi blinks heavily trying to cast away the thick fog clouding his sex-crazed mind. Green eyes meet his own, and for a mere moment he’s convinced a twinkle befell Eren’s eyes alongside a sly smirk on his lips yet Levi wasn’t convinced he was in the right headspace. So with great effort he dashed towards his bathroom and slammed the door shut.

When he stepped out, after drenching in the cold shower for what seemed like an hour, Eren was long gone yet the cum and blood that had dripped from his smooth legs lay in droplets on Levi’s polished floor. Suddenly a familiar and shameful warmth crawled into his skin, causing his freezing flesh to itch. His cock all but jumped back to life, and his Alpha although usually dormant seemed to preen in excitement at the sight. It was as if he was aroused by the mere prospect of defiling Eren’s body, if bitching the changing Alpha.

He needed another cold shower, or he might just lose his sanity.

He’s convinced he’s losing his mind— No, he’s not convinced. Levi knows he is. Day and Night all he can think about is the young Alpha, now changing and shifting right before Levi’s very own eyes. Omega? Beta? It doesn’t matter what the brat will turn into. He still haunts Levi’s every waking thought. All his mind is plagued by is Eren.

Eren. Eren. Eren.

What was previously concern and mild curiosity surrounding the maturing Shifter now turned to full-blown lust and even worse… possessiveness. He can’t even watch the teen talk to his friends without getting upset.

It was unseemly, it was unprofessional, it was… unlike himself.

Even now as he watches the teen from a distance, the boy either oblivious or ignoring Levi’s prying eyes, he can’t help but wish to eradicate Eren’s clingy friends as they poke and prod at their  troublemaker. And that pissed Levi off. The brat was shameless, chatting and smiling amongst his friends as if he hadn’t been defiled by his Captain just a day before. He was pretending like everything was normal, like he wasn’t being bred by humanity’s strongest.

Like he wasn’t being bitched.

With a low growl, Levi all but stalks towards Eren and his friends. They were supposed to train, so truly they’re the ones in the wrong for bothering Eren and disrupting his training. So really, Levi had every right to put them all in their place.

Mikasa spotted him first, her relaxed demeanour immediately shifting into a ruthless glare as Levi hastily approached. Slowly everyone turned their heads until eventually Eren’s wide green eyes met his own. He felt scrutinised, and judging by Mikasa’s death stare he more than likely was. She seemed the only one brave enough to stand up to Levi, even now as he was wearing a violent scowl on his usually stoic face.

“Uhm, hello Captain—“ Jean coughs, nervously removing his teasing hand from Eren’s shoulder as Levi’s eyes practically pry them away from the Shifter’s shoulder. “What do you want?” Mikasa hisses, her hand around Eren’s forearm tightening. Everyone seemed on edge yet surprisingly the only one that didn’t seem alarmed, nor very much perturbed was Eren. If anything the teen looked rather embarrassed, a slight flush on his cheeks as he looked to the ground before meeting his Captain’s gaze again.

Like a kid caught digging into a cookie jar. Yet this kid seemed to have very little shame.

“You don’t talk to your superior officer like that.” Levi hisses, eyes narrowing at Mikasa’s hand as she squeezes Eren’s forearm. “Uhm, Mikasa didn’t mean it like that Captain—“ Armin whispers quietly, wide blue eyes glued to the floor as he quietly shimmies closer towards Eren. It was a rather infuriating sight. 

“Jaeger,” Levi barks, ignoring Mikasa’s little warning growl “you’re coming with me.”

Levi’s statement was final, and although he felt a tad guilty for berating the brats he gets to watch grow older with each passing day he still couldn’t shake the ugly feeling of jealousy crawling up his skin. He despised the gentle look Eren would send his best friends’ way, especially towards Mikasa. It was almost reminiscent of how he used to watch Levi when he thought the older Alpha wasn’t watching, yet it seemed more personal— more intimate.

Eren knew Mikasa for much longer than he did Levi and that alone somehow managed to anger the Alpha even more as he stomped into a small alleyway with the Shifter close in tow.

“You have no shame, do you?” Levi hisses, swiftly turning to face Eren who looks more alarmed than anything else. Plump lips open in question but clamp shut as Levi roughly grabs the Shifter’s arm, dragging the teen closer “Parading around with no shame and talking to your friends without an ounce of disgust for yourself as if you weren’t filled with my cum just a few hours ago.” 

Tan skin turned ruby red, Eren’s vibrant eyes all but shaking as he stared at his captain. Levi couldn’t tell whether the pool of greens were exuding fear, shame or perhaps excitement.

“Oh, you like that… don’t you?” Levi rasps faintly, his icy eyes studying Eren’s downcast gaze. His grip on Eren’s arm tightened, scarred fingers pulling the shaking brat closer. “The mere thought of me fucking your greedy body gets you all excited, is that it?” Eren’s breath hitches loudly, his plump lips trembling as the heat in his cheeks creeps down to his neck. “Maybe I should bend you over right here?” Levi eggs on further, eyes drifting to Eren’s lips “Bitch you until you’re trembling— begging for more of my cum. Maybe any Alpha will do it for you. You’re willing to spread your legs for anyone—“

Tan fingers fly upwards, startling both men as Eren’s palm almost lands against Levi’s cheek. Levi frankly couldn’t believe it. The brat actually dared to raise his hand against his superior officer.

Eren seemed just as shocked at his actions. His thick brows were furrowed tightly together, lips agape and eyes wide as he stared at his captain. Levi’s grip on the Shifter’s arm loosened and Eren immediately took hold of the opportunity by roughly shoving the older Alpha away.

An icy feeling washes over him as Eren’s sudden cold eyes glance over his Captain’s surprised disposition. The previously pervasive blush on Eren’s cheeks all but disappeared as the Shifter slowly backs away from the older Alpha. He felt pinned by those sea-green eyes, skin prickling uncomfortably as Eren squinted at him one last time before swiftly turning and walking out of the narrow alleyway.

He stood in that alleyway for what felt like an hour, boots rooted firmly against thick cobblestone as he gazed at the direction Eren walked off to. He knows he deserved that slap, frankly he’d probably let Eren get away with it too, but it wasn’t the Shifter’s hands threatening to leave a mark on his cheek that shocked him— it was Eren’s frightening eyes.

The brat went from hot to cold in mere seconds, usually Levi would be able to recognize the patterns rather efficiently yet the glare Eren gave him wasn’t reminiscent of his usual outburst. No, he looked like he could see right through Levi but not at him. It was reminiscent of the icy gaze the kid would recently sport whenever he thought no one was looking.

Levi quickly decided that he wasn’t too convinced with this new Eren, even if the brat still managed to arouse him.

He wasn’t too good at apologies, frankly he wasn’t good at anything that required a modicum of emotional depth, yet he told himself for Eren he’d do it especially given the position they both found themselves in. He was just going to apologize to the Shifter in earnest and move on with his day.

Maybe if Eren even allows it he’ll let Levi fuck him as a thank you.

His hand drags painfully against pale skin as an exasperated sigh escapes his thin lips. He really is a dog. By now the bitching must have taken, and it was only a matter of time before they were greeted with Eren’s new dynamic- whatever it may become. A twisted part of him hopes Eren will shift into an Omega. The brat might never make the perfect Omega but he’d certainly be perfect for Levi.

Leather boots halt firmly against thick stone, hands clammed tightly around the basement door. The faint noises of pen scraping against paper catches his attention. The teen was whispering to himself, faint words Levi can’t make out no matter how hard he presses his ear against the door. 

With a quiet sigh Levi slowly opens the door. Descending the small stairs he can hear Eren swiftly put the pen away, seemingly throwing his notebook or journal in the cupboard of his drawer as Levi is greeted with the sight of Eren standing alarmed staring at the steps in front of his cell. “You know you don’t have to sleep in this cell anymore, right?” Eren lets out a small sigh, wide eyes returning to their neutral state as he scrapes his chair back against the wooden desk.

“I like the basement.” Eren mumbles, toying with the engravings on his chair “It’s the only place I get to sit down and just… think.”

His eyes drift towards chapped lips and for a moment he wanted to cross the room and lick the teen’s lips. “Didn’t know you had so much thinking to do lately.” Green eyes flit upwards, narrowing slightly before Eren turns his head. “Is there something you want?”

Levi bites back a growl, his brows furrowing at Eren’s disinterested tone. “Have you slicked yet?” A blush crawls up Eren’s cheeks, his calm demeanor faltering slightly “I… I don’t—“ 

“Let me check.”

Like the obedient pup he was, Eren cautiously crawled onto his bed, tan cheeks a burning red as he slowly pulled his pants down. Levi, to his credit, didn’t immediately jump on the brat, instead he watched with bated breath as the Shifter shimmied out of his pants and underwear revealed supple flesh and curly hair.

As expected the brat hadn’t presented yet but Levi wasn’t blind to the slight wetness around his rim. “Did you touch yourself?” The Alpha asks brazenly to which Eren swiftly shakes his head. He hums, fingers aching as he sits beside the squirming shifter. His skin was hot, shifting beneath Levi’s hand as the older man caressed soft flesh. Those healing powers certainly did a have a wonderous side effect, making Eren’s skin look like he hadn’t been in battle before. He wonders what his rough battle hardened hands must feel like against the teen’s soft skin.

Did Eren like Levi’s hands on him? Guessing by the way those legs were quivering either he was ecstatic at the man’s rough fingers or repulsed. Either way, Levi will enjoy the sight.

A breathy sigh escapes Eren’s lips as a single slim digit prods at his hole, smoothly gliding into the tense teen. “I wanted to apologize.” Levi suddenly mutters, his eyes stuck between Eren’s legs as he lets his finger roam freely in the Shifter’s body. “I didn’t mean to make you so-“

“Can we not talk about this whilst you're fingering me.” Eren snaps harshly, his face still pressed harshly against his pillow.

Levi nods sharply, insides burning at Eren’s insolent tone. He pocked and prodded, silver eyes flicking towards Eren’s face as the kid tried to stifle quiet breathy moans. His growing hair was clinging to damp skin, eyes clamped shut and bottom lip clamped tightly between sharp teeth. Such a pretty face wasted on being an Alpha… well not anymore.

“Captain…” a breathy whisper catches his attention. Green eyes dart downwards as a small whine escapes Eren’s lips. His tongue darts out, licking the salt from his lips as he gazes downwards. The brat was leaking, thighs shaking in embarrassment as his superior fondled between his legs. “You’re actually getting off on this.” Levi states breathlessly, glassy eyes trying to catch Eren’s gaze but the brat refuses.

Pale fingers were being sucked in, twisting and digging into Eren’s body without a goal. Levi was just supposed to check, but like the dog he was: he couldn’t resist the Shifter’s warm body. Hastily pulling his fingers out Levi slowly leans down, warm breath fanning between Eren’s legs eliciting a confused cry from the shaking teen. Levi’s not sure what he was thinking, maybe he wasn’t thinking— scratch that, he definitely wasn’t thinking straight as he stared at Eren’s puckered hole. Lust overcame him, a deep desire to taste Eren and no matter how much the screeching voice in the back of his head told him to just stop and leave he refused to listen. 

A loud moan escapes Eren’s lips, knees hoisted up and pushed firmly against his stomach as Levi shoves his tongue into the Shifter’s hole. Tan fingers dig into the soft pillow beneath his damp hair, holding onto the fabric for dear life. 

It felt like the older man was trying to devour Eren, like he was a starved man digging into soft flesh. It felt good. Sloopy warmth was digging into Eren’s body, lapping at his hole and biting his thighs when his captain needed to breathe. The sounds they were making were filthy and Eren tried his best to tune them out but the heat building in his stomach distracted him far too much to do so successfully. “Captain!” Eren mewls loudly, back arching as Levi pulls him down further onto his warm tongue. It was too much. A crushing heat and desire Eren wasn’t accustomed to was drowning him and Levi didn’t seem to care as he delved further in-between the teen’s legs.

Tan limbs were trembling fiercely, trying to push or pull the captain further in— even Eren wasn’t sure if he wanted the older man to continue or stop immediately. The warmth between his legs suddenly left, leaving a cold wetness behind that sent a shiver down Eren’s spine. Green eyes tear themselves away from the ceiling to meet Levi’s and—

Oh. Eren’s cock involuntary twitched at the sight between his legs. His insides were churning and twisting, forcing a small wetness, that he desperately wished wasn’t there, to seep from his puffy hole. The man looked feral. Levi’s usual icy eyes were a dark grey, staring at Eren with deep and gittural lust. Pale skin was graced with a dusty pink as it crawled up Levi’s toned neck and cheeks. Eren noticed a small droplet of drool sticking to the corner of his thin lips and deep down he hoped it was only drool. 

Eren didn’t want to change. He didn’t want to become an Omega but when Levi was looking at him like that? When he was between Eren’s legs and hurting him— fucking him senseless like he always wanted to? Eren wished he could be Levi’s Omega…. Wished he had the time to—

“I’m gonna fuck you now.” Levi rasps, clumsily tugging at his belt. What a romantic Eren thought bitterly yet his leaking cock still twitched at the sight of Levi’s buldge through his tight pants. A sick sense of pride washed over him as he stared at Levi’s scared hands, watching with bated brrath as the man pulled out his thick erection. I did that Eren mused, thighs clenched tightly together. To have an effect over his captain, a man so stoic someone would be amiss to think Levi was born constipated, made Eren feel more powerful than his shifter abilities ever could.

Levi cursed and hissed, his fingers digging painfully into pale skin as he tried to pull the heavy fabric down his legs. His pants were clinging uncomfortably to his skin and given how unexpectedly horny he was right about now he was none too pleased about this minor inconvenience.

The bed dipped slightly as warm fingers reached for his crotch. “What the fuck are you doing?” Levi growled sternly, squeezing the fingers trapped in his scarred hand. “I’m helping.” Eren whispered meekly. Vibrant green eyes stared up at him through thick lashes causing the heat dwelling in his stomach to burn harsher. Has Eren always been this erotic or was the brat playing tricks on him?

“That eager to be knotted?” Eren ignored him, fingers still dug firmly between his underwear yet the painful tug at his pants tells Levi the Shifter didn’t take kindly to his remark. He watched the brat work silently at his pants, enjoying how his tan cheeks were flushed a bright red as he made great effort into ignoring Levi’s piercing gaze. Once his trousers were suffice bunched around his knees did Eren finally move away from his crotch yet Levi didn’t fail to notice how those hungry eyes gazed at his cock. “You wanna have a taste?” He asks suddenly, surprising the teen as his eyes snap upwards.

Eren hesitates, his cheeks burning even further as he glances towards his bookcase. “I already ate you out,” Levi adds, hiding the biting smirk toying at his lips as he notices Eren’s already red cheeks deepen in color “you might as well return the favor.” A sudden flash of anger passes though Eren’s eyes but it’s gone in seconds. “Just don’t bite it off, or I’ll make sure some ugly old bastard will be responsible of bitching you next.”

Tan fingers tentatively reach out, nails scraping gently against his member as Eren drags his fingers down Levi’s length. The brat squeezes his cock almost painfully eliciting a hiss from the older man but soothes the ache with a curious prodding tongue. He’s clearly inexperienced, to say the least, and yet Levi was enjoying every timid lick. It didn’t take long for the brat to become more bold, his lips kissing and dragging down Levi’s member yet never engulfing the tip. It was hard to say whether Eren was teasing him or simply didn’t know what to do but either way; Levi wasn’t complaining. With a breathy sigh Eren finally swallows his captain’s tip whole eliciting a raspy groan from the older man.

Eren’s mouth was as warm as the rest of his body, a welcoming addition his titan powers gave him, one that Levi happily embraced. A warm tongue poked and prodded at the slit on his cock yet refusing to move further down on his painfully hard member. Eren’s eyes were shut tightly, his cheeks fuming as he bobbed up and down Levi’s shaft.

A sudden sharp nibble caused his thighs to tense up. The brat was still sucking on his member like an amateur but Levi wasn’t a fan of how close his teeth were grazing against his cock. “Eren,” Levi warns, fingers digging into brown locks “watch the teeth.” The teen doesn’t respond as he bobs his head down, taking the leaking member further into his velvety throat. He almost closed his eyes in pleasure, head held high as Eren tried to swallow his length even further when a coursing pain rocked through his cock.

Motherfucker.

He almost smacks the damn brat as he rips Eren off of his dick by his jaw. The fucker actually dared to bite him. It wasn’t a harsh bite and thankfully Levi’s dick was still intact but the pain certainly managed to soften his length up a bit.

“Don’t. Bite.” Levi growls harshly, fingers digging painfully into Eren’s jaw. The teen’s tongue was poking out from his gaping mouth, small droplets of precum still lingering on the pink flesh as he innocently gazed up at his Captain. There was a playfulness to those green eyes Levi hadn’t seen in a long time, one he missed for quite some time. The Shifter’s heated gaze sent a shiver down his spine and managed to instantly harden his cock right back up. Fine, Levi’s more than willing to play this game.

A yelp escapes Eren’s plump lips, teeth clacking loudly as his face is pushed down onto damp covers. A muffled moan graces his ears, red cheeks peeking through tousled hair as Eren makes a pitiful effort in trying to breathe through his thin pillow.

Pale hands dig into thin hips, hoisting them upright and forcing the brat to properly present. “Look at that.” Levi whispers harshly “It’s like you’re presenting.” His fingers run down the brat’s sweaty back, stopping short at his taint. Even with 3 years of war and training under his belt, Eren’s skin was unnaturally smooth. It was unsettling and yet… also incredibly arousing, as if the teen was untouched and ripe for the picking. Ripe for Levi’s picking.

“I like seeing you like this, ready and willing.” Levi admits quietly, his cock rubbing against the teen’s puckered hole. Remnants of spit clung to tan skin yet Levi noted small dribbles of slick were seeping from Eren’s hole. “You’re leaking.” Levi rasps, biting down on the trembling teen’s shoulder eliciting a muffled mewl. A chuckle escapes him as he notices just how much the brat tenses and curls up beneath his Captain’s strong chest “Aching for me, are you?” Levi whispers darkly, hot breath fanning against Eren’s cheek and ear. Eren, to his credit, doesn’t push him away but instead timidly leans further into Levi’s lips; ear pressed firmly against the older Alpha’s mouth. How infuriatingly cute.

Pressing a firm kiss to the teen’s red ear, surprising himself and more than likely the shifter as well, Levi leisurely pulls away “Don’t worry, I’ll give you what you want.”

A scarred thumb digs in between warm flesh, gliding against Eren’s wet hole. A gentle touch and ghostly prod was enough to force a pitiful whine from the Shifter. The pad of his fingers caress Eren’s entrance with leisure. Admittedly Levi wanted nothing more than to ram straight into Eren’s willing body and stake his claim but watching the brat unfold beneath him; frustration becoming evident with each gentle prod and stroke, he couldn’t help but be transfixed at the pathetic display beneath him.

Eren was wiggling and worming beneath his fingers, trying to chase the looming pressure yet failing miserably. He kept toying, teasing and prodding at Eren’s hole eliciting delicious whines and frustrated mewls from the panting Shifter.

Breathy whispers ghost past Eren’s damp pillow barely managing to catch Levi’s ears. Fresh drool was dripping down Eren’s parted lips managing to seep through the softness of his pillow. His face was beet red and eyes so glazed Levi almost thought the kid was crying— which certainly wouldn’t be the first time. It was a nice pace of change for once as instead of throwing a fit or being wildly upset, Eren was actually aroused which admittedly was a much nicer alternative to what they had before.

Levi was fond of this change even though deep down he knew it would end poorly for both of them.

“Please.” Eren whispers again, eyes peeking past damp hair “Please…” A smirk toys at his lips as every ounce in his body fights against it “Please, what?” Levi whispers almost fondly— almost. A frown forms on Eren’s face, frustration evident as he lets out a deep growl. “Just… fuck me!”

A breathy chuckle escapes Levi’s lips. His finger pushes past Eren’s slick rim eliciting a breathy gasp from the Shifter. “So demanding. Barely even an Omega and already so knot-hungry…” Levi muses loudly, thumb digging into Eren’s taint. Heat drenched his fingers, squeezing the slim digits tightly practically sucking them in. The kid was desperately riding Levi’s hand like his life depended on it. His cock was aching, tapping lightly against his stomach begging to be engulfed in the same heat his fingers currently were. 

A sultry cry bounces off of the walls as Eren’s insides clench tightly around his fingers “There?” Eren nods rapidly, his legs quivering as Levi continues to assault his prostate. Eren was shamelessly enjoying himself, his meekness and anger replaced by pure lust and desire to be filled by Levi’s knot.

Gripping his shaft tightly Levi lets out a small hiss as his thumb digs into the leaking slit. A wet coldness cascades his fingers as they’re ripped out of Eren’s warmth, eliciting a confused whimper from the blubbering teen. Levi wastes no time as the head of his cock pokes and glides against Eren’s soft entrance before smoothly sliding in with surprising ease.

His ears were blessed with a drawn out moan and broken whimper. “Deeper.” Eren whispers loudly, hand smacking against Levi’s thigh. Tan fingers dig harshly into pale flesh threatening to draw blood as the older man’s hips still. “You’re too tight.” Levi warns. Embarrassingly, his heart skips a beat as his fingers interlock with Eren’s own; trying to tear the clammy hand away from his thighs.

“I don’t care! I-I… I want pain. Hurt me, please.”

The hand around Eren’s stills. His cock twitches inside the boy. Eren’s request was twisted, perverted and profoundly wrong but as expected: it was enough to get Levi riled up.

A single harsh snap and his hips dig deeply into Eren’s ass. The nails on his thigh dig deep, managing to draw thick droplets of blood as a pained moan rips free from the Shifter’s throat. Eren was shaking like a leaf and yet the hand on his leg egged Levi on instead of pushing him away.

Giving the brat exactly what he wants Levi starts dragging the teen on his aching cock. Slaps and muffled cries tear through Levi’s core igniting an ever growing fire in his stomach. His skin was unbearably hot as an unfamiliar flush unfurled on his pale skin. A thin sheen of sweat rode down his back illuminating thick muscles as they moved with each thrust.

Plump cheeks met his hips with fervour, reddening with each plunge into the teen’s body. Eren was hardly breathing, his bloodied fingers clinging onto Levi’s calves for dear life as his Captain took him like a dog— like a bitch.

His brain was clouded in a thick fog of lust, choking any chances of reason that may have tried to push through. Eren was tight, unbearably warm and his lewd moans did unspeakable things to Levi’s cock. He wanted his flesh to burn into the teen’s, to be surrounded by that heat for as long as he can live. “Fuck, you’re so good.” Levi whispers harshly. Blunt nails drag up his thigh managing to draw blood as Eren responds with a garbled moan. The coil in his stomach was tightening making each thrust more delicious than the last.

Tan thighs widened further, inviting the older man to slide deeper into the Shifter’s heat. Eren was splayed out flat beneath him, legs trembling and shifting with every thrust. He looked so vulnerable, so broken, so… perfect.

Pale fingers whip out like a snake, swiftly gripping Eren’s vulnerable nape with a low growl. Levi wanted to bite— to claim. His teeth were aching for the tan flesh, opting to dig into his thin lips for relief yet all it did was anger him further. The what around his cock tightens as a startled breath escapes Eren’s lips. Blurry eyes turn to meet his own, confusion ebbed in flushed features.

Levi leans forward, cock pushing in further. Their eyes refuse to leave on another as the older mean slowly closes the gap between them. Their breaths mingle, warm and wet. The hand around his thigh leaves behind a cold mark as tan fingers awkwardly wrap around his jaw. The position was uncomfortable, Eren’s back was arched uncomfortably and with his disparaging height Levi had to practically drill himself deeper into the teen to meet his eye level— but Levi didn’t care. His breath stops for a mere second, eyes glimmer as Eren’s slick lips form into a barely hidden smile.

Eren was the one to close the gap between them, gently pushing his lips against Levi’s. It wasn’t sloppy or violent unlike their coupling, no, it was… sweet. He inhales sharply, eyes shut tightly and brows furrowed painfully as Eren leisurely pulls back.

The coil in his stomach breaks as his knot forms deeply inside the panting teen.

Thin lips press themselves against Eren’s plump ones and with a breathy sigh Eren accepts it. Their tongues mingle, slow and aimlessly. The scene was uncharacteristically domestic; what with his fingers rubbing circles into Eren’s hips as the teen shimmied closer to the older man. Peeking down Levi notices the specs of cum lining up Eren’s stomach revealing the brat had long since found his relief. 

“You came just from my cock? I’m flattered.” Levi whispered roughly, hazy eyes gaging Eren’s reaction as he leans in for another kiss. “Isn’t that what you all wanted? For me to become some easy Omega.” Eren mumbles back in response. His tone wasn’t hostile, it was more exhausted than anything as he leaned his head back: staring up at his captain with tired eyes.

The fingers around Eren’s hips stop before resuming their mindless stroking. “We just wanted you to… behave.” He sighs the last word loudly, breath fanning against Eren’s skin. The kid’s face was unreadable and his eyes even more so.

“A monster can’t be contained.” Eren challenges, eyes fluttering as he slowly starts to become less receptive to Levi’s greedy kisses. “Maybe so,” another deep kiss is pressed against the teen’s lips “but taming one might be the solution.” Green eyes suddenly harden and as Levi leans down for another kiss the brat decidedly turns his head. Their small moment of domesticity was over.

The softness on Levi’s features harden, disappearing into his usual scowl. He feels his knot slowly soften as Eren’s harsh rejection easily crushes his ego. Hot and Cold, Bright and Dark— the fucking brat was always all over the place with his heady emotions.

Eren avoids his gaze, eyes fixated on the stone walls as he waits for his captain’s knot to swell down. Licking his lips Levi lets out a tired sigh. The aftermath of their intense coupling was spent in silence and the faint sound of Levi leisurely dressing himself. “You should wash yourself up. Go visit your friends to temper that mood of yours.” A quiet hum catches his ears— a silent agreement. 

Strapping up his boots Levi goes to get up from the soiled bed when a sudden harsh grip at his shirt tugs him back down. Warm arms wrap themselves around his shoulders, tugging the shorter man back into a warm hug. A breathy whisper kisses his ear “Levi.” His body turns rigid.

Hot and Cold. Bright and Dark.

He prides himself in being able to control his emotions— being able to conceal it, but with Eren’s sultry voice fanning against his face and the way those tan arms hold him close? It drove him mad. 

“You are… so confusing. Do you know that?” Levi muses quietly. Scarred fingers gently caress tan skin as Eren’s nose digs into his neck. For a split second the thought of a mating bond crossed his mind. Would the brat bite? Would he be stupid enough to bite down? Probably. But would Levi stop him? He’s not convinced he even could.

“I liked the kiss.” Eren murmurs, his fingers ghosting over Levi’s undercut “But I like pain more.”

His head swiftly turns, meeting Eren’s distant gaze. Silence befalls them as once again Captain and Soldier share a warm breath. “Right…” the older man mumbles, unsure of what to say. The heat around his shoulder leaves him and he fights the urge to chase it. Eren flops back down, his hand trailing down Levi’s stiff arm before turning to rest on his stomach. The teen was still naked and yet he didn’t seem bothered by his brazen nudity nor the dried cum between his legs.

Levi decidedly doesn’t question the brat’s sudden change in demeanor nor his eerie affection although the mystery of it does gnaw at him.

His footsteps echo loudly through the cell as he makes his way to the door before abruptly coming to a halt. “Eren,” Levi calls, his eyes zeroing in on the teen as Eren leisurely turns his head to meet his gaze “I…. I actually came here to apologize to you. For yesterday. So— I’m sorry.” A sickening silence drenches the room as Eren stares at him for what must have been less than a minute but felt like an eternity. The shifter blinks slowly before sending an unsettling smile in Levi’s direction.

“Okay.”

He leaves the dungeon more confused than anything and with a twisted realization that maybe he wasn’t the one in control after all.  Whatever Levi had told himself— whatever plan he laid out was completely destroyed and all because of a simple kiss and hug.

Fuck, he was pathetic.

They were going to visit the mysterious island across the ocean. The same island that sent secret agents to their homeland to kidnap Eren. 

Levi didn’t like it. He didn’t like it one bit.

They were essentially risking Eren’s safety under the pretense that they might be able to negotiate a treaty with ‘Marley’, as Niccolo called it— a man Levi still refuses to trust. 

“Drop the scowl, Shortie.” Hanji whispers, snapping Levi out of his thoughts. Historia was expectantly staring at them, well more at Levi. “Well?” Their Queen demands softly, her slender hands clasped neatly together. All eyes fall on him. Right, Eren— always the subject matter no matter the occasion.

“I did what you asked.” Levi coughs out, shifting uncomfortably in his chair “Pretty sure the kid’s on the way to becoming an Omega.” Relieved sighs befall the tense room. “That’s… good.” Historia mumbles, her brows furrowing tightly betraying her confident demeanor. “I’m guessing he didn’t take it well?” A loud scoff escapes Levi’s lips “What do you think? Eren’s always had a fire in him, even with me shoving my dick in his ass he’ll never lose that— even now that he’s becoming an Omega.” 

Repulsed glances were shared between the surrounding officers and soldiers yet Historia remained determined in keeping up appearances as she stared her former captain down. “Good, we need a strong willed soldier like him.” An awkward silence droops over them once again. Hanji decidedly clears their throat, a tense smile on their sweaty face “Well, if that’s settled we can—“

“Did you mark him?” Historia demands suddenly, her hardened eyes boring into Levi’s icy grey ones

“I’m not some animal, your highness.” Levi bites back, arms crossed tightly across his chest “I meant no offense, Captain. I’m simply aware that bitching and mating in general can be a rather heated situation and dull one’s senses— their way of thinking.” That’s an understatement to say the least. “But I’m glad you managed to pull through without any obscene hiccups. Hopefully Eren gets to come to terms with all of this and choose someone he wishes to mate with for life.” Levi’s jaw clenches painfully as he bites back a snappy remark. 

A mate for life, someone Eren would want to grow old with. Levi guesses he won’t make it on that list of potential candidates and that slow revelation…. Well, it fucking stung.

“… Right.” Levi whispers quietly. Quizzical brown eyes flicker towards him before swiftly turning back to their Queen “Well, thank you for your visit your highness!” Hanji smiles widely “And for your support in our expedition to Marley!”

Their voices slowly fade away as the ringing in Levi’s ears persist and take over. He fucked up. He fucked up so had he knows there’s no way he’ll be able to bounce back from this. It’s been a little over a month now and Levi is still unable to stop his ugly habit of having sex with Eren. He’s not forcing himself on the kid anymore either— if anything Eren is all but overjoyed when they fuck or that’s what Levi tells himself.

Eren is still hard to read, his emotions were all over the place, a downside Levi blames on his changing dynamics, but he knows that at the very least: Eren likes having sex with Levi. And there lies the problem, sex is one thing but kissing and sharing a bed? That’s a whole different can of worms he swore he wouldn’t open.

So why couldn’t he just stop.

Sure, he could place all the blame on Eren and say that the brat bewitched him but that’s just a load of shit. He’s the older one— the one in charge, and yet he feels like he’s being strung around like a fool— a willing fool. He can put a stop to this whenever he wants to and yet, as he’s ashamedly figured out on the fifth week of their coupling when Eren was whispering his name so sweetly in his ear, he really doesn’t want to.

An exhausted sigh escapes his lips as he drags his scarred fingers down his face. “Keep frowning like that and it’ll permanently be etched into your face.” Hanji’s drowsy voice calls out. The door clicks shut behind them giving Levi no room to escape. Given by Hanji’s tense smile he knew exactly what was about to happen. Hanji wasn’t stupid and truth be told it didn’t exactly take a genius to figure out that Eren and Levi’s relationship was developing into something dangerous. He tried to keep it on the down low but there were only so many excuses he could come up with for visiting Eren’s dungeon late in the evening or Eren sneaking into hei chamber when he thought no one was looking. 

They fucked up and Levi knows he’s entirely to blame.

“So I won’t beat around the bush here Levi,” Hanji sighs loudly, hands shaking as they move to plop down next to their friend “You have to stop this with Eren.”

His throat clogs tightly, a lump building beneath his clenched jaw.

“It’s not that simple.” Levi rasps quietly, his voice betraying him as it crumbles beneath the pressure of Hanji’s apathetic glare. “It seems rather simple to me.” His friend sighs, hand reaching out to console Levi yet stopping short as he whipped his head towards them. “You think if it was I wouldn’t have fucking stopped already?”

His chair scrapes back, slamming against the wall as he aimlessly paces around the room. “Levi, it’s just sex—“ Hanji’s breath hitches loudly, their eyes narrowing as they meet Levi’s pained gaze. Clipped nails drag down his pale neck before turning to scratch his nape. He felt nervous, a feeling he very much didn’t enjoy. “I know this is bad, okay?” His throat felt uncomfortably tight, almost choking the words out of him “Levi, this really isn’t like you.” Hanji insists. A scoff escapes his lips, the hand around his nape dropping to his hip “What would you know about me?”

“I’d assume my friend wouldn’t make such an incredibly stupid decision that could jeopardize— basically everything! Have some integrity, Levi!” 

“Did you have that same train of thought when you sent me to rape Eren?”

Hanji’s mouth clamps shut, teeth clacking loudly together. A tense silence befalls them until Hanji breaks it with a long sigh “Yeah, well clearly I made the wrong decision sending you in. That’s another one to add to the growing pile.”

“Just… don’t get hurt. You’re a lot softer than you think.”

His brows furrow tightly, a frown forming on his tight features as he watches Hanji walk out of their office. Hanji worried too much— they always did and especially for Levi. Yet for once Levi agreed with their hypothesis.

Eren might be capable of hurting him like no other managed to do before.

Marley was a technological wonder, even Levi had to admit that.

Everything was far too advanced and the people too posh for his liking yet he’d lie if he said he wasn’t happy seeing everyone excited for once. Everyone except Eren.

Grey eyes drift towards the forlorn teen standing tall by the railing. Mikasa was practically glued to his side yet the Shifter was barely responding to her excited babbling. He still looked at her rather fondly which admittedly pissed Levi off to no end but he’d never say that out loud and especially not to Eren.

The kid remained distant for their entire trip even going as far as to ban Levi from his bed for a whole week beforehand. Well, he calls it a ban but it was more of a gentle rejection to his advances. He felt like a lovesick puppy and a jealous one at that. Eren was willing to entertain his friends and especially Mikasa but he refused so much as to glance at Levi. What’s worse is that he can’t just butt into the conversation and drag the teen away, Hanji would kill them if they raised any more suspicions and frankly Levi doubts Eren would even listen to him anyways. He’ll have to be content with staring at the Shifter from the sidelines, waiting for an opportunity to whisk him away.

Fuck but did Eren look amazing in that suit. 

As if on cue green eyes turn to meet Levi’s molten gaze, softening slightly before swiftly turning back to giving Mikasa their undivided attention. He wanted to kick himself for how much his heart skipped at their brief shared gaze.

With a click of his tongue Levi moves away from the thick wall he was leaning against, alerting his grinning friend “Going somewhere?” Hanji smirks, arm wrapped tightly around Onyakopon’s shoulder dragging their new friend closer to their side. “I’m going for a walk.” Is all Levi says before leisurely waltzing off. He made sure to pass by the brat and his friend yet rather disappointedly Eren didn’t make a move to follow him.

He makes his way through the streets as seamlessly as he can, ensuring he doesn’t accidentally bump into people or soldiers. At the end of the day this mission was still a covert one, even if he wanted to scream at the top of his lungs for Eren’s attention.

Dress shoes halt firmly against thick stone as he drags his hand down his tired face “Fuck, you’re so desperate— pathetic.” Levi hisses quietly, avoiding confused glares from passing strangers. Peeking through slim fingers he notices the shabby building next to him. It was a motel, or what looked to be a motel Levi frankly couldn’t tell with how rundown it was. At least it didn’t wear that beggar’s ‘charm’ that the underground buildings had. Shuffling up the slanted steps he’s greeted with a young woman’s freckled face as she immediately straightens up under Levi’s cold glare.

“H-Hello! Can I help you?” The blushing Beta squealed, clearing her throat as she forced an awkward smile on her ruby face. “Is this place Omega friendly?” Levi muses quietly, squinting at the hideously vibrant wallpaper that was slowly peeking off of a dull brick wall. The girl lets out a loud cackle, her cheeks burning even further as Levi’s gaze remains unchanged “Of course! W-why wouldn’t it be, everyone is welcome here! Couples included!”

Different customs then, probably less barbaric ones given how she reacted to his request. He wonders if they also accepted bitched Alphas. Although he doubts she needs to know about Eren’s…  affliction. “How much for one night?” The girl gives him an awkward smile, her fingers trembling as she reaches down her desk to fish out a large book “W-Well, we have a small room available on the third floor—“ Levi leans over the counter eliciting a hitched breath from the blushing receptionist “Is the bed big enough for two people?” The Beta simply nods, her wide brown eyes never leaving Levi’s icy ones.

“I’ll take it then.”

The walk back towards his group was spent in contemplative silence. Purple clouds have long since faded revealing a starry sky. It was quite beautiful, but he always preferred the lush greens over pretty blues.

“There you are!” Hanji hiccups loudly, they were swaying left and right barely holding into Onyakopon who seemed less than thrilled at Hanji’s tipsiness “We were just heading back to camp.” Their new friend sighed loudly, dragging Hanji alongside them. “Everyone is a bit exhausted and they wanted to continue their celebrations elsewhere, away from prying eyes.”

Levi hums quietly, his eyes drifting across the small band of people. Eren was noticeably missing.

“You go on ahead, I’ll meet you there later.” Even in their drunken stupor Hanji still managed to send him a knowing look. Walking past his cheery soldiers he can’t help but feel irritated by Mikasa’s hot glare boring into his back as she watches him trot down the pier. Maybe she knew or maybe she didn’t and simply couldn’t stand sharing Eren with him either way, he’s long past caring what people would think of their relationship even if Hanji insisted he should.

Quiet waves gently crashed against wet stone as Levi made his way further down the pier until he finally managed to spot the brat. Eren looked stunning basked in moonlight and warm street lamps, even when his eyes shone less and less with each passing day.

Wordlessly he made his way towards the Shifter, eyeing his side before leisurely leaning against the railing. A comfortable silence fell between them, the only sound being that of distant seagulls and gentle waves. Eren blinked slowly, a small exhale of breath escaping his plump lips as he continued to stare at the endless dark waves. A part of him wanted to compliment the Shifter on his new smell— maybe even tell him he looks beautiful in this light, but compliments were never his strong suit.

“I got us a room.” He starts awkwardly, pale hand digging into the rusty railing “It’s a shabby rundown place but it beats sleeping on the hard ground.” The faint scent of arousal wafts between them yet he’s unsure if it was his own or Eren’s. “We could sleep there for the night, see what Marleyan beds can withstand.” Levi jokes quietly, heart beating loudly as he hopes that Eren won’t reject him for the fifth time in a row this week.

A small smile forms onto Eren’s lips as he turns to meet Levi’s gaze. “I’d like that.”

The sound of muffled mewls and the bed creaking loudly rang through Levi’s ears. Loud squelching drew in-between their bodies as his hips snapped against the teen’s wet cheeks.

Plump lips smacked against his own, struggling to keep up with Levi’s demanding kisses as mewls and moans escaped them. Eren was loud, probably loud enough for everyone to know what they were doing— but Levi didn’t care, he wanted them to know. Dull nails scrape down his back eliciting a low hiss from the older man as Eren’s heels dig deeper into his lower back “Deeper.” The Shifter whispers, a broken moan leaving his slick lips as Levi wordlessly complies.

Eren’s heat was still unmatched yet now with the addition of growing slick and a sweet scent; Levi was practically on drugs. His body was still changing, becoming more open to knots with each passing week and slicking more frequently when aroused but Levi’s cock had no complaints either way.

“Alpha.” Eren whispers breathlessly against his ear, dragging Levi closer to his chest as the man’s hips deliriously speed up “Knot me, p-please— hmphf!” The brat is silenced with a sloppy kiss, tears welling in the corner of his eyes as he rides up against the bedsheets with each harsh thrust. The coil in his stomach was stretched to its limit and with a final deep thrust and a low guttural groan Levi’s knot firmly sheathes itself between slick cheeks.

Gentle kisses and tiny moans drag themselves against Levi’s skin as Eren littered his neck and jaw with care. The brat still rode down on his knot like a cock-hungry slut, milking every possible drop from the panting Alpha until Levi finally leaned away from Eren’s gentle kisses to lie breathlessly at his side.

The Shifter chased him, hands slinking over his chest as he breathlessly kissed and suckled on his neck and jaw. Eren was overly affectionate, more so than usual and yet Levi was rather enjoying the gentle moment more than he’ll care to admit. They were still tied together, his knot tugging at Eren’s walls dragging him even closer to Levi’s side. “No biting.” The Alpha warns quietly as Eren nibbles at his empty mating mark before pulling away with a small hum.

Their bated breaths slowly faded into a comfortable rhythm, Eren’s tan aimlessly fingers stroking against Levi’s rising chest. It was so… gentle— loving. It was something he could definitely get used to.

“The girl at the front desk likes you.” Eren suddenly mumbles, his fingers digging harshly into Levi’s chest before resuming their gentle pace. “Didn’t notice.” That was a blatant lie, he did notice but simply ignored her batting eyelashes and ruby red cheeks. He has no need for another partner when he already has Eren and whatever they have going for them.

“Would you fuck her?” His blurry eyes snap open, flicking towards his side. Eren didn’t look angry, if anything he seemed rather distant and disinterested yet the nails digging into his chest told Levi otherwise. It was a warning— a test.

“Don’t be stupid.” Levi finally rasps out “I have you.”

That was clearly the right answer as Eren responded with a gentle hum and a kiss planted firmly against his cheek.

“Good,” Eren whispers against Levi’s jaw, his arm snaking around the man’s torso “If you ever fall in love with someone else… I might lose it.” A deeply uncomfortable clench builds in his chest “I don’t like seeing the people I love move on from me.”

“Who says I love you?” Levi blurts out carelessly, and for a moment he was sure he fucked up but Eren simply smiled gently before ghosting his lips past Levi’s. It’s like the brat knew something he didn’t or maybe it was just something he couldn’t come to terms with. “I wish I could give you a baby.” Eren whispers quietly, a solemn tone draped over his words “Something to remember me by.”

Levi’s brows furrow tightly as his cold eyes study the brat’s distant expression “What are you talking about?”

The Shifter shrugs, his finger pressing against Levi’s parted lips “I’d love to give you a baby. Maybe I can still get pregnant in time.” His cock shamelessly twitches inside the clueless brat. “Stop saying stuff like that or I’ll get hard again.” Levi growls, making a point to grind his softening knot deeper into Eren eliciting a breathy mewl from the flushed teen.

“Just…” a small sigh escapes the teen’s plump lips “Promise you won’t move on from me.”

For once in what seemed like weeks did Eren’s eyes shine with unbridled emotion, tears clinging to the corner of his eyes like they belonged there. Levi’s heart clenched far too painfully at the teen’s shaky tone. His hand snaked up to grasp Eren’s. The kid was shaking like a leaf, his thumb gently rubbing against Levi’s cheekbone as he waited for the older man’s response.

Leaning forward he presses his lips firmly against Eren’s. It was gentle, soft and made his chest unbearably tight. Pulling the Shifter closer, Levi gently rubs Eren’s toned back before whispering in his flushed ear.

“Like I ever could.”

A warm breeze gently grazes his back, softly waking the older man from his sleep. His bedside was empty and cold, covers and pillow strewn about carelessly. Seagulls cried in the distance, flying gently over crashing waves ignorant to the turbulent emotions brewing inside Levi’s aching soul.

His discarded clothes were folded neatly against the shabby dresser and for a moment Levi wanted to laugh but the tightness in his throat forbade it.

A part of him hoped that the kid was simply out for a stroll or maybe he went ahead and met up with the others but deep down Levi knew better.

Eren was gone.