[Ereri+Riren] Uncontrolled {Shingeki no Kyojin} {b.lueeyes and Levirivaille}

[b.lueeyes]

Eren's hands were left resting still near Corporal's injured foot, and as he shifted Eren moved to protest, but found himself unable to speak. He managed to take his hand out from under Levi's heel before it came down, and that hand came back to rest on his own knelt knee. He couldn't help but keep his head down, not wanting to look at corporal with this flush on his cheeks. What was he blushing at anyway? This was Corporal Levi. Was it because they were close? Or was it because he had practically been kneeling between his legs?

 

At the hand on his chin, Eren gave a slight start, his mouth falling open at the fairly tight grip on his chin. His deep jade eyes seemed to have an almost golden glow in what little light there was, a mix of swirling green and flecks of gold. As Eren met the darkness of Levi's, he could help but feel something churn in his stomach. They were close, almost too close for comfort. Eren's eyes narrowed in some conflict as he managed out a small breath between them, shaking his head what little he could in Levi's grip. "No, no you don't." He whispered, the hand still resting on Levi's ankle moving down to the flawless pale skin, away from the bruises, onto the arch of his foot so he wouldn't hurt him, almost instinctively. "Nobody should need that pain, and nobody deserves it either." Eren knew what he was taking about, how could he not. His own grief echoed in his eyes, that he felt for his mother, and more importantly right now, for Petra, for Levi's squad.

 

When Eren realised what he'd said, he was going to avert his eyes, his flush still visible on his face, the red rising beneath the collar of his shirt, but then Levi spoke, and he decided against it. His eyes found the cigarette and he blinked once, following it for a moment. "I didn't know you smoked," he murmured quietly, almost to himself. Something seemed to flash in Eren's eyes as he thought of something. "My father used to smoke." Eren said in an almost whisper, the gold almost glimmering beneath a depth of green.

 

(He hasn't been able to remember much about his father, of course)

[Levirivaille]

Levi's eyes dilated almost, also noting the position they had been in, the almost invisable hairs on the nape of his neck stood up, he anticipated eren's movements carefully, his mind was invertible, re-tracking itself and making situations up in his head as he watched the flustered boy speak. Nether the less, were the two of them bonding? to say at the least, they both reflected and related the same loss, and Eren had spoken so word-fully, levi admired the thought Eren had put into the sentence, even though the corporal was in desperate need of a reality check.

 

His fingers delicately held the cigarette to the side as he exhaled deeply, it seemed to be a recent thing, it releived tension, and was fast becoming a bad addiction." Bad habit i suppose."Of course it was, not only did Erwin hate the smell, levi had come to despise it also, yet the damn things gave him fulfillment. "Oh?" He finally mentioned, maybe levi shared something with the man-the tone of his voice was left questionable as he dropped his eyelids and his lips curved into a subtle curve.

 

a smile.

 

A rare thing etched to the man's lips, aimed at Eren, the smile remained there for a while, almost deeming to be un-natural, and soon it was deleted as quickly as it appeared. Though The sight below him pleased him, the boy's cheeks were taking a fetching red, beyond that tanned skin, dark eyebrows and masculine yet slender physique, he almost seemed feminine to levi. Innocently beautiful even. Would it be so bad if he were to...

 

'I mean if he looked womanly it wouldn't matter right?' Levi mulled over his thought for a few moments. Then panic.

 

what the hell was he smoking.

 

To the corporal to think of the minority in such a way alerted him, and caused his eyes to widen slightly, his look was of sheer realization, and his breath slowly whistled through his nose. In that moment he dropped his eyes to the side, the blue of them shining against the candle light, he couldn't look at him either anymore, things could get complicated.

[b.lueeyes]

Eren did not look away however, he kept his eyes on his Corporal as he took a drag of the cig, and finally when he looked away. Levi was much more beautiful than one would usually think. In the relative darkness, with only a candle to light the room, with the closeness, the fact that he could feel his breath against his skin, it was...such a different way to look at him. And then, Levi did something unexpected. He smiled.

 

Eren's eyes widened just after Corporal looked away, they seemed to flash with some kind of want, but something else...a deep kind of gold that seemed to just shine oh-so-noticeably in the firelight. He brought his hand from Levi's foot and brought it up to his cheek, not quite touching, just less then an hair-breadth away. It would be so easy just to lean in-

 

-And then it was all broken as Eren realized just what he was thinking. He pulled his hand back as if he were burned and pulled his chin away, the sharp green colour returning as he shifted to his feet and out of the direct path of light, his chin pulling out of Levi's grip as he did so. Eren looked down at Levi, a slight shiver running down his spine that just seemed to get more intense by the minute. He felt heated, not just his cheeks, but his body felt hot, almost like...

 

"Levi," He whispered almost in warning, in fear, from his standing position, his eyes widening. The first time he had spoken his name directly to him.

[Levirivaille]

Levi looked upwards with a kind of look that was irritated beyond his apparent decision to move away."Eren."the sound of the corporal's voice came across sharp against the natural sounds of the night, he lost his concentration and dropped the cigarette onto the stone, it wouldn't burn anyway. He had used 'levi'

 

his name.

 

His fingers then tightened over the chair. That was a sure sign. The way Eren had laid his hands against Levi's face, even if that, he was so gentle they hesitated against the skin- it made him pause for a moment, it caught the corporal's breath. Levi's eyes squinted as he tried to make out the figure in the darkness, had he figured it out? The corporal spent a few minutes thinking over the situation, his fist raised to his cheek as he rested his elbow on the table.

 

Silence.

 

Levi looked down at his lap with a stone grimace, his thoughts gathering into the conclusion he may of just scared the soldier. The man heaved himself up, stumbling at first, then remaining with his hip to the side, leaning on his dominant leg at the time. Shouldering the pain of the effort. The dark haired man folded his arms across his petite chest as he removed the rest of the handkerchief which had been pulled to his neck, and shifted his cravat in a way to make himself appear neater. His eyes swooped down and across the floor, avoiding Eren's gaze, wherever it may have lied. " i'll trust you'll find your room." Levi had changed the subject, this also arose the proposal that he could now have an excuse for getting up.

 

He moved across the room with an agonizingly distant expression, it was causing more effort to just reach the door than if he were to explain to Eren and confront him.

 

Not even half way, the man stopped mid-step, with all the intentions of just turning and pining eren against the wall, he directed his mind to the fact his ankle was almost burning itself off, or it felt like it was at least.

[b.lueeyes]

Eren could hear his heartbeat slowly rising in his ears, like a drum that was getting louder and louder and louder. He breathed out once, shakily, his eyes facing straight forward, his hair obscuring his face. His muscles had tensed and he almost felt like it would hurt to move. Heat was envoloping his muscles, a burning he couldn't deny. It was the same haze that overcame him when he shifted. That fire, like lightning ripping through his veins. But he wasn't changing, he was just-

 

As soon as Levi paused in his steps, Eren turned part way towards him in a sudden movement and reached out to take hold of his wrist in a hard, unforgiving grip to stop him from continuing his walk even if he had. The heat from his skin was practically radiant, seeping through his skin the same way it did. He hadn't known what had brought this on- it was just a sudden feeling of being dragged within himself. He held fast to Levi's wrist, the grip tightening as he turned his eyes on Levi, a dark sheen of dark green, gold and blue, seeming to flit between the three. "Levi," He said thickly, his throat dry. His hand was shaking, his shoulders had begun to shudder. "Levi, help..."

[Levirivaille]

Levi stared downwards at their locked extremities, the heat from eren's skin against his wrist caused it to be absorbed into his blood vessels, his own body soon becoming warm, tilted his head at this sudden heat that had possessed Eren, both mentally and physically, was he changing? No, it couldn't be, nothing had hardly happened, perhaps from his natural instinct to prepare himself for eren's uncontrolled behaviour, levi's hand resigned to the smaller blade which hung loosely from his belt, a reassuring thing, rather.

 

With the words spoken from Eren's mouth Levi's already rounded eyes shrunk at the iris, he was pleading? normally in this situation he could instruct the boy to calm himself down, but that wouldn't work here, the corporal knew nothing of why he had a sudden swell of difference in his demeanor. Levi had stopped, his own hands securing himself upright by holding the boy's collar,

His stomach rolled as he stared into the large eyes infront of him.

 

What could he do.

 

Levi's own body had been affected by the sudden touch of the taller male, but had yet to speak at him, if his hand was free, Rivaille might of even handed out a disciplined smack for the inappropriate, and to say the least- shock of the actions, it had startled the captain into a silenced and captivated expression.

 

" jäger?!" His voice gravely questioned, In a sudden breath, levi condemned himself into a particular thought- would it be any help? Levi decided he could at least try, if everything went to the dogs, levi had authority to tell eren otherwise.

 

levi kissed him.

 

His lips crushed against the other's in a frantic desperate attempt to silence Eren's body, to try medicate the obvious empowering hormones surging around the boy's veins. It felt-

 

 

Necessary.

[b.lueeyes]

After what seemed like an infinite age of waiting and heat, the burning in his veins, finally there was response. He could see him, oh-so-clearly it almost seemed impossible, everything seemed too clear-cut, too sharp even. When Levi grasped his collar, Eren shifted very slightly, the shivering in his shoulders increasing. Why did he feel so chilled even when his blood was boiling? It was a fever, this kind of haze that just came over him, a kind of phase that just told him want, find and take.

 

As soon as his lips touched Levi's, all he could do was respond with equal depth. He gave a shuddering breath, partially breaking the intense kiss before he turned his head down to meet him, the hand that wasn't gripping the pale wrist like a vice moving down to instinctively turn around the corporal's neck, pulling their bodies closer. The thoughts in his head were spinning, and Eren, from the very depths of his mind, could tell distinctly that he was running on this pure instinct.

 

Want. Find. Take.

 

It was the same thought he had... when he was a Titan.

[Levirivaille]

Levi felt his chest clench slightly, the compacted build up of feelings felt like they would burst out. Eren had returned the kiss. He felt as if he acting on pure stupid luck, and lust. Eren, close, close and warm-Was all that remained clear to levi at this point, the older man's tongue slipped out against soft lips as he intended the kiss to intesify, and soon, he acted on the thoughts he withheld earlier.

 

Levi's attitude stiffened as he ushered the boy's back into the brick behind them, pinning him to the wall, his arm tearing free of the heated grip and acting as a barrier against the boy's freedom, leaning it against the surface behind the brunette's head. Pulling away for a moment, he couldnt help the thought of what he might have just leapt into, but in all seriousness,This in a way was a part of the mission right? As much as levi was concerned, this was indeed helping Eren? Maybe not entirely, but levi convinced himself otherwise, even if it wasn't completely the right way to go about doing it.

 

His lips softly lingered across the bare exposed skin across Eren's neck, before bearing down on it, leaving harsh kisses along the tan skin, the two of them seemed to not care, it led levi to think of if this is what he needed, nothing attatched- just ...

 

Eren.

 

It was true wasnt it? As a superior, he could honestly use the boy in any way he liked, but unfortunately this was more than that, eren meant something to levi, he wasn't sure what that meant, but he knew it was true. Levi's breath came out quickened as his heart began working more furiously, he closed his eyes, he hadn't felt this at ease, not even a smoke could've heightened his senses in this way. He opened his eyes once more, staring into the face that was before him, wondering desperately at what eren was thinking.

[b.lueeyes]

The shifter scarcely felt his back hit the wall, he was so enthralled in the fact that Levi was kissing him, and he was kissing back. He could feel this incredible, burning drive within him to keep that touch, because it was something that seemed to both douse and accelerate the flames licking at his nerves. There was a split second where Levi pulled back and he reached out to take hold of his shirt, clutching some of the harness even, in a partially-successful attempt at pulling him back. But Eren knew if Levi didn't wanna move, he wouldn't move. But then, to his surprise, he relented and dove in again.

 

The kisses on the side of his neck burned more than anything yet, and he turned his head to the side, partially into his shoulder to give the soldier room, his crown hitting the wall as he gave a shuddering gasp that seemed to teeter off into a groan. Maybe it was the heat, or maybe it was Levi, he wasn't sure; but his neck was just burning. Some tiny part of Eren that was still rational managed to supply a simple answer; it's the most sensitive part of your body. The back of your neck; it's your weak spot.

 

Eren gave another gasp at that thought and brought his hand up to delve into the corporal's hair, his gold-tinged eyes fluttering shut as he shifted somewhat against the wall. When they fluttered open again, he found himself staring into the most beautiful blue eyes, the darkest blue he'd ever seen. He stared back, and in a moment there were two different surges of emotion. One, from deep within the depths of the heat, was a deep desire, this need to take, take, take. To pull him back and just devour. But then almost in the same second, from a place buried beneath the heat, there was Eren, in thanks and longing and sadness and confusion, with affection even, but still apprehension. Eren reached up with one, shaking hand and touched Levi's cheek with a still trembling, the gold glittering.

 

"Levi..." He whispered.

[Levirivaille]

Why was everything suddenly so hot? Levi knew he remained in a dangerous position, eren was a titan, with little control over himself at that, yet he was admitting himself more and more into eren, even allowing the boy to adress him with so little formality that it was just his first name.

 

Levi knew he should've disregarded emotions from the very beginning of all this so that they don't make him do stupid things,but that was it, levi felt so stupidly heated and inclined to do this. The grip from the boy's hands on his harness caused Levi to portray a radiated pulsating under his skin. The corporal had totally discarded his degrading and dehumanizing words towards Eren, and in between the breaths they took levi almost cooed the boy's name softly, calmly, longingly

 

Soft metallic sounds were heard as levi's fingers skillfully unlatched the harness buckled around eren's shoulders, freeing him almost. The corporal's teeth came down once more , needily this time, biting his chest ( eren being taller, it gave levi the ability to reach). In the course of these moments the Breathable air had already become sparse, and the danger enlightened levi's spirit.

 

" do not think any less of me." The corporal demanded, it was clean, sharp, an obvious order, but perhaps it was just a preview of what levi's intentions actually were, in between them, levi's hands fumbled with the jacket around eren's broad, square shoulders, ripping it from him and throwing it to the ground, his hands moving from the wall to snake delicately up into the brunette hair above him, twisting his hands around. (( sirry if its short, just gotta pop out somewhere c;))

[b.lueeyes]

"I could never," He replied in a low tone, breathy even, from the fever assaulting his mind. Eren felt hot, yes, he felt like he was in the midst of the hottest fever he had ever endured. Yet, he was somehow conscious. It was a strange feeling, but one he was familiar with. It was strange to feel...remotely human like this, when he saw as he did as a titan. Some colours were too bright, too sharp, too intense, while others were more subdued. Eren was so glad when his harness and vest had come off, the harness just falling down to pool around his waist. But that was enough. The hand on Eren's cheek slid round to curl into the back of his hair, his palm flat against the shaved backcut.

 

Eren was by now sure that Levi was fueling this heat. It had come from him, but it was if it was being bounced back and intensified. And the way he said his name, it was just maddening. He groaned quietly at the feeling of his corporal's hands in his hair, and the teeth, the bites on his chest. Eren secretly hoped his body wouldn't heal those for a while. He gasped out Levi's name and his free hand untangled from the harness, instead sliding across his shirt, down towards the arch of his back, a steady hand succeeding to pull Levi closer.

 

(Lol, don't worry- mine may be a bit short too today)

[Levirivaille]

Levi's eyes closed once more, drunk on the sensation he felt as Eren's hands trail across his skin, the corners of his mouth were pulled up into the same smile, what was this? The unbreakable corporal was still smiling he had never noticed or payed attention to how attractive eren was before, someone as high class as levi wandered how a humble boy could have melted his heart of ice. Was it this fiery personality? The young innocence? The will to follow levi's orders?

 

Maybe it was those alluring eyes.

 

Levi moved his hands back from eren's hair, untying the cravat that warmed around his neck, tossing it to the side,as his hands roughly undressed the rest of Eren's torso.

 

what are you doing to your subordinate levi.

 

That constant voice chimed in the back of levi's mind, he chose to ignore it, afraid that if he came to realize what he had lost control over, the moment might end. The man's eyes ran down the slender waist, over the muscles which slightly rippled eren's shoulders, he was well built, maybe joining the corps wasn't a bad idea for Eren after all- levi's nails quickly dug themselves into the soft skin and the sudden surprisement of the traveling hands down the ridge of his back.

 

No.levi what are you doing.

 

The voice became more desperate as levi had forcefully grabbed the boy, yet his actions were tender, eren was burning in his hands, registering the thought, he slammed the brunette against his body, hard. Surely this was against the rules, commanders couldn't be found cavorting around with recruits.

 

Levi's name once more.

 

Levi felt immeasurable pleasure, it was just the way eren's voice carried out the sound, the small breathyness of his tone wasn't like when erwin called it, this made levi shudder.

[b.lueeyes]

Eren's eyelids gave a slight flutter as their bodies met and he gave an slight arc, his mouth falling open to take his bottom lip between his teeth. He held back a groan and shifted, deciding that Levi was way too dressed. The cool, if stuffy, air from inside the room felt good against his heated skin, and if Levi was anywhere near as warm as he was he knew it would be some kind of blessing. He pushed at Levi's chest just a little, his hands making quick (if a little shaky) work of his harness, before he decided he couldn't wait.

 

The sound of cloth ripping met his ears, but he scarcely registered it as he tossed one side of the ruined shirt aside, his pupils turning to dark slits almost as he took in the clear, pale skin underneath. Eren couldn't help the almost pained groan that overcame him as he pushed his way off the wall to get closer, leaning down to inhale just the scent of him, chest-to-chest. Pine needles, natural sweat, and something warm; sharp even. Eren could feel the heat coming from within him, but it wasn't just that. He was still cold, more so than he was at least, and the feeling of his skin against his made Eren feel almost dizzy.

 

His kisses to Levi's skin were hot and quick, but almost reverent. His skin was so white, and in what little light they had it just seemed to be lit from within. His hands, shaking very gently, came up to pull his Corporal's tattered shirt from his shoulders, before they returned instantly to his skin, that slight shake showing the sheer amazement he felt at their actions. There was a part of his actions that seemed almost worshipful. This man...was the strongest human alive. He could kill him in a moment, and here he was now...

 

Want. Find. Take

 

There it was again, the voice in the back of his head telling him to just devour.

[Levirivaille]

The tearing sound of fabric brought attention to levi, though so captivated by the intenseness enveloping him, he ignored it, it was just-

inconvenient

Levi felt downright intoxicated by tender fingertips travelling over his muscles, the hazed look in eren's eyes created a glimpse into his thoughts for a minute, eren looked completely... No, it wasn't greedy, it wasn't fearful or alluring anymore.

 

It was danger.

 

The corporal remained in a difficult battle against his own will to stop for eren's sake, he was inflicting this against eren it seemed, and he wandered how long it would take before something broke.

Beads of sweat formed under the Corporal's hair, plastering it around his face- his needs were begging him to do as he wanted, completley turning his back on the fact Eren was showing signs of inhumanity, nether the less, if it came to a difficult situation, levi could just beat him.

control him.

 

Levi's body suddenly changed it's form, pushing against eren, the man beckoned him with his eyes, it was a reassuring kind of look to say the least, he then shifted his hands to try pry eren's lower clothing from him, struggling with one hand. Levi listened to their climbing breath, the only noise filtering through the air as the two of them remained propped up against the wall, levi's mind set changed slightyl and he tried synchronizing himself with Eren, not that it was hard, whenever the two breathed into each other in tongue lashing kisses, it just fit so perfect.

 

Levi needed more.

 

His tongue coaxed Eren's throat as his shoulders dropped to successfully pull the hip of the white trousers down, roaming fingers brushing against the skin, it seemed to burn down there, it was scorching.

 

" you'll roast yourself if you burn up anymore.." Levi's cool breathe echoed into Eren's ear as his voice seemed to have a sort of growl to it, an intimate need.

[b.lueeyes]

Eren's breathing hitched as Levi took control again, and he couldn't help the gasp that escaped him at the cool touch to the skin of his hip. He leant back against the wall again, his hips arching up, giving Levi the room to move. God, how was this even working? This shouldn't be working, but it was. The sound of that voice, gravelly and low, breaking the near-silence between them sent a shiver down his spine. It was the same voice that had both threatened him, demeaned him, insulted him and as well been used in his favour. Hearing it now...it was so different, Eren's mind began to spin. He turned his head towards Levi's, their cheeks meeting as he gave a feverish chuckle. "Y-Yeah, well you aren't complaining, are you?"

 

Truthfully, Eren had no idea what had warranted this sudden change in temperature, but just like Corporal, he wasn't about to complain. He swallowed thickly, his toned stomach moving in and out with each breath he took. Eren hadn't taken his hands off of his corporal, instead just using the time to explore the toned, hard crevices. And it wasn't without it's imperfections, there were scars. God, he wanted to wipe away each one... There was no denying, this was the body one someone who had killed hundreds of Titans without fear; the body of someone who laid his life on the line every time he put on his gear.

 

That was what Eren had wanted when he was younger; to be that kind of person, who would risk their life for humanity's freedom. Eren had always admired the Corporal, after all, he was the most famous of the Survey Corps. However...now, it was a much darker kind of admiration.

 

He had felt it growing, even if he hadn't realized it. That need to see him, the need to have him there. He had found his eyes following him whenever he had entered a room, observing him during drills and even, when he was insulted, wrecked by Levi's dislike for the darker side of him, the monstrous side of him, reveling in the attention. He gave a low, breathy chuckle against his ear, one hand resting around the back of Levi's almost swan-like neck, his thumb drifting over his jugular unconsciously. Being this close to him, Eren wasn't quite sure of all his actions. The fever was there, boiling under his skin.

 

And he wasn't sure if he wanted that fever to break.

[Levirivaille]

Levi's eyes followed the direct line of vision eren had been admitting, levi grimaced in disgust at his own body, the indents of where he had experienced near-death littered his otherwise perfect skin, to him it looked filthy, felt unclean.

 

He had become self conscious of them.

 

If he had been asked to name each and everyone of them, he could- he would be able to anecdote each and every situation down to the last inch of pain he endured. Levi looked genuinely unsuited to the memories, and he pulled away from them, returning to the situation at hand. Levi felt reassured nothing had happened so far, Eren's boiling symptoms remained just that, and levi's mind relaxed, well, a little, the scars had now reminded him of his new injury, and he began to think himself uncapable of continuing this if he had to support the compacted muscled boy on the ankle.

 

In as much coldness as his usual self, the corporal dragged himself away, internally he was admiring Eren from afar, the boy's hair messily potraying out in different directions, the trousers loosely hanging around his thighs, the kittle amount of clothing which gripped his slender waist.

 

the fucking adorable sense of confusion and rejection plastered onto his features

 

" Upstairs. Now." Levi's voice choked on itself, impatient, impulsive. His words were suggestive, or rather, downright demanding.

 

It had come to mind the over-all guilt Levi had over the degrading comments he had thrown in eren's direction.

 

A burden.

A brat.

A Mangy mutt.

A vile creature.

 

It just occurred to levi, it hadn't been so clear before, but he knew why- the corporal had been flinging these insults at him like Eren was some sort of thug. Levi knew he wasn't. But the captain had been. He had been inflicting these words at the boy because that's how he was addressed at that age, no body saw him as anything more than street filth, his sense of personal confidence at 15 had been distorted.

 

Levi blinked at eren, still in a mad frenzy for him.

[b.lueeyes]

In the split second after his companion pulled back, Eren was reaching out for him again, Levi's name on his lips, one hand partially extended for him. But then, he caught sight of the look on his face, and his hand stilled, the shivering in his shoulders from the fever returning. The burning was once again, slowly rising as he looked at him, and he wanted to just reach forward and pull him back, but yet...Levi just looked so gutted, conflicted.

 

Swallowing thickly, he blinked a few times, trying to rid himself of the heavy-coloured, sharp vision, but it just wouldn't go away. He gave a small whimper as warmth pooled in his chest and he looked away. God, it was strange, it cooled if he touched Levi, but at the same time he felt like he was burning, but when he wasn't touching him, it felt like he was being burnt alive.

 

At Levi's words, Eren's breath escaped him, and he looked the warrior up and down, his eyes taking him all in with that single look. Pale skin, slightly flushed at the neck from his attention before, dusky nubs on his chest, his harness resting against his waist by his belt, the disheveled look of his hair...but those eyes, that was what prompted him to move. The deep, intense blue that floored him completely, his mind going blank. The shifter's eyes narrowed once and took one step forward, wanting to touch him so much, not just to ease the pain, but just to feel him. But he knew that if he did, they wouldn't be leaving the room. Also, Eren knew that Levi may have some trouble going up the stairs with that ankle, no matter how stubborn he was against the pain. "Only if you follow." He said thickly, his voice a little hoarse.

 

Stepping back towards the door, he kept his eyes on Levi, reaching out in a gesture, addressing him almost as one would with a wild animal. Funny, considering just who he was, and who he was looking at. He got to the doorway, and his lips lifted slightly, forming a small smirk Eren supposed was playful. But Eren couldn't see his eyes; long slits of black cutting like knives through the jade-blue, the gold spotting his vision. He wasn't as playful as he looked, at least not in the way he was thinking. "Come on."

[Levirivaille]

Levi shifted his eyes towards eren, seemingly captivated, through all the mentality which overtook Levi , he was just so distant, hard to read, but Eren could recognize all of the nuances in his behavior now, as if he'd revealed himself to Eren.

 

you didn't sign up for this

 

Levi's iris' dilated a little more upon the behavior Eren was admitting, His actions spoke loud enough for him to understand what intentions he had. The corporal managed to enable any last fight of energy he had to haul himself across the room, he barged past the soldier with an intimidating posture, but there was a small sense there, a small flattering gaze to his eyes which almost invited eren.

 

Oh damn. The stairs. This will be attractive.

 

Levi managed to find a way suited to his almost disability, for every step he took, his ankle would shift with the dominant leg so he could make a switch and prop himself up on the next step, with the advantage of strength in his arms, he was able to reach the top fairly quickly, painfully, but quickly. The corporal extended his vision over his shoulder- downwards towards Eren and in the few seconds he quietly stared downwards, in the moment there was a hungry look behind Levi's eyes.

 

The corporal turned and spread his palms out against the wall to help support himself, he wasn't going to have Eren take pity of him and carry the man, although in spite of his short structure, he probably could have. The corporal rubbed his neck as he wandered into one of the rooms, tere was a large bed occupying the space-

 

perfect

 

The room had been levi's acting quarters over the last stay, the room was large, and the large window filtered some moonlight from the outside into the open space. Levi looked down, he was probably letting eren get away with not glorifying his rank.He'd make that time up soon.

 

In the few minutes he spent waiting for the boy, his mind replayed the events which had happend a few moments ago, the intensity, heat, passion and craving feeling he experienced surged through his thoughts, it caused levi to swallow, the large knot in his throat as he excited in the thought of what would soon happen, plunged into the small possibility this was all a dream, it was dark wasnt it? He could just be asleep? No. The feelings were too real for that to be considered.

[b.lueeyes]

The boiling in his blood was getting higher and higher with each step Levi took away from him. He gave the very slightest whine under his breath, low enough that the Corporal couldn't hear as he followed behind, a number of steps behind him. What was all of this? Why was there this pain? The voices in his head seemed to swirl as he watched the shifting of the older's pale back, the muscles tensing and relaxing as he climbed the stairway. Eren's stomach tightened as he moved to follow him up the steps, wanting nothing more than to just carry him. But, Eren couldn't do that; Levi had his pride to uphold.

 

When Eren reached the top of the stairs, some way behind Levi, his hands had started to shake. He clenched his teeth so hard he could feel a slight creak, his eyes still fixed on the lithe form of his commanding officer as he moved through the doorway of one of the rooms. The further he went away, the more time he wasn't touching him, the harder it was to move, to breathe. The burning was intense, he could feel it in the back of his skull. Eren's breathing quickened and he took a few steps, reaching the doorway and placing a hand on it. The shifter's slitted pupils seemed to shrink to a thin line of black as he took in the sight of Levi, encased in the moonlight flittering through the window.

 

You want him, Eren; why not just do it? After all; you do that all the time. Want, find and take, remember? A thin, almost silky voice in the back of his mind reminded him.

 

Eren's shoulders began to quiver as he took a step forward, not registering that he was moving until he was standing chest to back with Levi, just a mere hairs-breadth away. He reached out, wrapping his arms around the Corporal's pale torso, bringing him back against him, feeling the cool of his skin. Eren gave a small shudder at the cold, pressing closer, his nose burying into his dark locks. He inhaled one long breath. "Levi," he exhaled, his hands shaking against his skin. It was all he could say, but it was laden with all he was thinking. All he wanted.

[Levirivaille]

Levi breathed out into the cool air as he tilted his head back, eren's arms around his waist soothed him, but the heavy need was once again wafting from Levi and growing stronger by the minute, despite Levi's short structure, he turned quickly and almost threw the taller male backwards onto the bed, creaking under the force. He wasn't giving Eren any particular orders, for this sort of thing, levi was allowing eren to do as he pleased. The man moved forwards onto the bed himself, removing eren's constricting boots, immidiately advancing once more to meet his lips with Eren's skin, it was still so soft, so unbeleivably hot

 

"eren".

 

With those as the first words to shatter the silence, levi let himself wrap his mind around the face Eren looked like he was hungry, not entirely sexually, well, of course there was that too, but eren looked like he wanted to just consume the corporal, levi might as well of been playing with fire.

 

But that was it.

 

Eren was on fire.

 

 

Levi's lips latched themselves back to eren's- the man's uninterested expression soon projecting the lust in his eyes, which darkened and a satisfied smirk creased his lips.

 

"Don't lose control." Levi growled into eren's ear, it was true, levi was as much deadly afraid of eren as he was positive he could handle him, conflicted to not acting on his doubts. The man's rather experienced hand's possessively pulling him closer, wanting him, grabbing him, hogging him to himself. Levi's fingers manipulating the tender skin beneath him, almost violently.

playing with fire repeated in his head.

 

The marks now reddening eren's body meant the corporal wasn't looking for any lovey dovey foreplay, his body was jut overflowing witha delusional sense of adrenaline.

 

"Satisfy me." Levi commanded in the boy's ear.

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Eren's back arched off the bed at the attention he was getting, his hand having delved into Levi's hair the moment he was on him. He turned one cheek into his shoulder, giving him all the room he'd need, his breathing laboured, but blissfully so. The pressure in his lungs was welcome if he could touch him. The sound of his name falling from that mouth just made the fire pool in his gut.

 

At Levi's words, Eren let out a breathy, almost desperate groan, his eyes narrowing heatedly. Eren wasn't sure what control meant, right now; was it control over this heat, or control over himself? He didn't quite care. His hand tightened in the dark hair, tugging a little harshly to pull him back, biting at Levi's bottom lip as their lips came together, before diving back in. God, he couldn't stop touching him. Eren's hand stayed with a strong grip in his hand, while his other swept back down the soldiers spine to rather brazenly grip his ass, pulling his hips down to meet his own. The shifter could feel his blood boiling in his veins as he ground up, his gold-tinged eyes falling closed for a moment at the feeling. His stomach tighened, and he ground again.

 

Eren would do exactly as he asked, he was more determined to do so. If it was any other person, he'd be more concerned with himself. Something in the back of his mind was screaming at him that he probably should be, he just couldn't help the want to please him.

 

Truth be told, he had only done this once before. And it hadn't been all that good. It had been a single, early-morning trust with Jean of all people, more of something out of pity and loneliness than anything else. Eren had felt somewhat sorry for him; he was still raw over Marco's death, and when they'd just somehow fallen together, it had just happened. They didn't speak of it, but it still hung over their heads. But this wasn't like that; there was emotion here, there was raw lust and need and desire, and he wanted Levi, god he did. He wanted to satisfy him, he wanted to share the fire he felt in is veins.

 

Eren shifted his hips, his hand moving to clutch at Levi's back as he pulled one leg up, still trousered, his knee resting just ove his hip, his foot hooking back over his leg so he could have some leverage. Because he just needed more.

[Levirivaille]

Levi's Blunt nails scratched along the boy's sides and grabbed at his hips hard enough to bruise, carelessly ripping the trousers from eren's legs, and his own, tangling their limbs as he freed themselves of the clothes, the heat between them climbing still. He rocked his own hips, synchronizing with the rhythm Eren had set with his grinding, it felt so good, there was just enough friction to cause an arousal, levi was becoming hard, the tugging of his hair and painful yet exclusively delightful sensation of eren's teeth seemed to encourage it also.

 

Levi just wanted to take him with minimal preparation, fuck him with an agonizingly slow pace, building up tension until he lost his control. At the savored moment, levi's calloused, yet surprisingly soft hands grabbed hold of eren's length, a loose couple of strokes trying to also encourage him.

 

Levi made the mistake of laying into those eyes again.

 

The damned things were like some sort of hypnotizing desire, and levi felt selfish to himself- was it even possible? The man wanted to see them writhe up in pure pleasure, he wanted to see them roll back as Levi's breath came fanning out like animal-like pants against his neck.

Levi's actions started to become blinded, his hands moved to squeeze the inner muscle of Eren's propped up leg,

reckless.

unparalleled abandon.

Mouth to mouth.

 

Eren's body was in such an inviting posture, not coping to play his cards sensibly, levi licked his fingers, dewing up eren's muscles-His hand maneuvering between their torsos to run his length over Eren's tight entrance before giving one firm, hard thrust inside.

 

oh god. The heat... it was a stinging, aching, yet so joyful feeling which almost scorched Levi,

 

Levi had been known to fulfill his own pleasures in the little time he had away from his desk, mainly it consisted of taking advantage of soldiers, doing the duty as quickly as he could between hours. But this, no, it wasn't the same, eren's body fit so perfectly tight, levi craned his neck to bite down hard on the skin once more, the blood cells quickly brightening into a bite mark.

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Eren's back arched and he threw his head back against the sheets, his eyes clenching closed at the sudden, burning intrusion. His hair fanned around him as he gave a breathy, husky cry, his fingers gripping hard at Levi's hair, his nails digging into his back with a strength he didn't quite register. There was pain there, but it was welcome; the heat in his veins just seemed to soar. "L-Levi!" He choked out, his mouth dropping open some as he tried to quickly adjust, his neck bared for his bite. The feeling of teeth sinking into his skin making him gasp in abandon. The heat was overwhelming.

 

He opened his eyes, fixing Levi with a heavy, heated stare, his eyelashes fluttering before his sharp-green eyes. The gold practically rimmed the deep colour now. He hadn't been expecting the forcefulness, but really, what had he been expecting? He took a moment to breathe, the sound hard but quick at the same time. Beads of sweat formed on his skin, running down his chest in rivulets.

 

The shifter hadn't felt this before. With Jean it had been so different, more about him than Eren. But this, it was infinite. It was about them; the two of them in a heated embrace, feeling each other in the moonlight. He groaned once more, shifting his hips very slightly, knowing that it would he tender. Slowly, he pushed himself up and rolled his hips back, hissing in slight pain, the inferno in his blood, the pounding in his ears increasing as he tried to keep breathing. "Move," he whispered quietly, the moons of his nails indenting into pale skin of his back.

[Levirivaille]

Levi's pupils were dilated, staring at eren through the deep ocean blue rimming the black, the corporal had taken a few moments, for a minute he looked like he didn't even comprehend the word. Just the realisation of that eren wanted him, wanted this to happen, it felt surreal. Levi then had become in a critical condition, replaying the extremely gratifying noises Eren had let escape through his lips, it was like some sort of spoken language, the man had wanted to submit those exact, desirable, sensual almost parts of eren's voice, yet there was pain too,levi had taken note and shifted his hips back a little to decrease the soreness.

 

He let himself push in all the way to the hilt first, rewarding himself with a pleased gasp against his lips, then pulled out by a few inches to slowly slide back inside, the wave of heat enveloped him, as much as he took it agonizingly slow, there was a hard an ruthless aspect to his movements, his hands were gripped into his thighs with as much force as eren's indenting nails, it almost seemed the two were still synchronizing the more Eren moaned psychotically, the more the corporal intended to give him pleasure, it was safe to say, levi was already satisfied with the result.

 

Levi stationed himself to be able to pull out and slam back against eren, trying to draw the breathy moans from his mouth, and he continued at the pace, tormenting them both. Levi's sole moment to pull back and take a breath from the skin between his lips wasn't enough as he felt the unstable beating of his racing pulse. The way they fit together resulted in Levi rocking them against the bed, a gentle groan portrayed out from under them under their movements.

 

the eyes.

 

Levi longed to gaze into the jade again, straining his neck to be able to see the pleasure, to see that his work had concluded in pleasing the boy, levi was tormenting himself, as soon as he latched onto the swirling gold and green colors he felt like his control had been shot down, losing himself to a titan, this would be the only preferred way he could admit that.

 

The heat yet intensified as Levi's bucking motion became sharper, not as bluntly slow, a relentless feeling as he quickened himself. The 'sturdy' structure of the bed creaked in protest as the heichō rolled his head back a little, the hair still plastering his face- a heady moan and a stream of smoke passed through his lips as he thrusted down more vigorously.

 

" eren.."

 

His voice was soft but had the grouchiness pinned to it

 

" eren how diss it feel-"

 

Levi sinply wanted to hear the words, he didn't care if it consisted of mild curses.

 

The heat made him feel so explosive, akmost sharing Eren's boiling veins, contacting as one.

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There was a split second with each thrust, the rocking that had started almost gently, that sent heat slicing through him. When they were connected, it was that feeling of closeness, that intimacy that seemed to shatter the ideas of pure lust in his mind. This was about them. This was hard and intense, yet it was almost affectionate, aching in it's emotion. His pulse was beating like a hammer, the inferno in his blood flowing to every part of him, his body shaking very gently. Eren's hips lifted, rocking and grinding back in a way he hadn't known he was capable of, meeting each thrust with a low gasp. He just couldn't help it.

 

He gripped Levi's hair, his stomach tightening and his chin tipping back at the sudden spike in pleasure as their eyes met. He gave a shudder and a moan that seemed to fill the room. In any other situation, the shifter would be embarrassed, but he just bit his bottom lip with such strength he drew blood. But not now. Not when they were embraced like this. Their chests were pressed together each time Eren moved, the beating of their hearts almost in time. His hands tightened on Levi's back, trying to get some purchase on the slick skin, he gave a long scrape of his nails down Levi's shoulder blade with a particularly harsh thrust that took his breath away. The deep, incredible heat bloomed in his chest.

 

"I-I-ah!" He tried to speak, but found he couldn't quite get the words out. He wanted to tell him; let him know, answer his question because god the way he'd said his name was still getting to him. The deep rooted satisfaction from some deep recess of his mind that yes, he was going to be his. "Shit!" He cursed, his tongue darting out to take some of the blood from his lip. "I c-can't-"

 

And that was true; he couldn't speak. Eren had never been very good with words, not now, not ever. So, he chose to let his actions speak for themselves. The shifter loved the feeling of Levi's hands on his legs, but he had to shift himself up, his calves sliding up over the corporal's hips, his ankles locking in the dip of his back.

 

Eren gave a smirk, a bead of sweat running down his neck, his lips stained red from his own bite as he rocked up once. The reaction on it's own was unexpected even though he'd instigated it. Eren gave a small convulse, his hips snapping back again, a loud, gasping cry of Levi's name falling from his lips.

 

"Oh, god- L-Levi-!"