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

[b.lueeyes]

Eren let his body be pulled and tugged, his hands reaching down to toy with the bottom of his shirt, chuckling almost giddily at his corporal's eagerness, nipping at his lips. "If the walls are thin, we will just have to be quiet, ne?" He asked, a slight blush on his cheeks. When Levi's hands found his trousers, he bit his bottom lip and looked down to where his hands were working, his breathing a little laboured. "Levi..."

 

The heat was coming back, less forceful than it had been before, a thrumming in the back of his mind as he felt the arousal swelling in his abdomen. The hand toying with the shaved hair just above Levi's neck went higher, threading tanned fingers through the soft strands and holding tight. "Don't you have work to do?" He whispered almost mockingly, turning his gaze back up to the corporal, tiny flecks of gold showing around the edge of his iris, lighting up the green of his eyes with a beautiful fire.

[Levirivaille]

The young man smiled vaguely, brushing dark bangs out of his eyes. “You really think i could focus on paperwork when i can work on you? ” he said, calm. “Ah..” He let his relaxed attitude heighten for a slip of a moment, Manually shifting Eren's hands to The corporal's waist, away from the vulnerable area of his neck. His strong hands began to unbutton the boy's shirt, skillfully, as if he'd done it before.., he managed to remove the shirt from under the harness, it was a sort of... ' fetish' of levi's, the way the harness contrasted the tan skin let the corporal's heart race, and he took a moment to feel the now healed marks from where he'd whipped into the flesh.

 

He looked at him with wide, sympathetic blue eyes.

 

 

Sypathy soon turned to lust, no-It wasn't lust. It rarely seemed, when Levi was concerned, a desire for sex, was lustful, the man constantly desired sex, but with eren, it was something more, aword not even written in the language. Levi moved and acted in all things with a measured and unintended sensuality, born of his natural intensity, his effortless grace, and the calmly controlled anger and hurt He knew lay just beneath his skin, a wound rarely shown.

 

" vous êtes les yeux sont beaux, Eren"

Your eyes are beautiful,Eren

 

Levi's voice exchanged into a light, sensual French passion, it was soft, a whisper against Eren's neck.

 

"Je vous ordonne de me répondre une fois de plus"

i order you to satisfy me once more

[b.lueeyes]

Eren's eyes narrowed at the man's attentions, pulling the shirt from his skin and somehow managing to leave the leather still in place. He let a low hum, his hands sliding over the skin of Levi's pale waist, his thumbs tracing his hipbones. "Levi..." He murmured, watching those eyes slowly deepen with heat as it rose within his blood.

 

He tipped his head back just slightly as his lover's lips met his throat and slowly, the burning in his blood growing. His eyes widened, gold bleeding in, his pupils dilating and his body tensing as the man whispered sweet nothings of French against his skin, and he had to bite his lips, his hands tightening on Levi's slim waist. "God, Levi, you have no idea what-"

 

He cut himself off with a growl, shaking his head and pulling back and up again, their lips meeting in a tangle of nips and kisses. As he saw the look of desire in those dark blue eyes, he ran his hands up the corporal's back, his muscles coiled slightly, his hand hot and stong.

 

"So sehe ich dich gerne..." He growled against his lips, instinctive and uncaring that he had dropped into German; Levi just sounded so sexy, his lips wrapping around the French like he had never spoken anything else. It was beautiful. The language was clipped and husky, but it was his language.

 

I like seeing you this way...

[Levirivaille]

Levi let loose small gasps, the sound muted by the constant swiveling tongue that wedged it's way through Eren's parted lips. His whole body moved, every muscle and limb enjoyed in the boy's efforts, not a movement wasted, every touch, every warmth that fell upon the corporals body excited him.

 

An almost animalistic growl and hard tone had the Corporal shivering, muscular legs slung gracefully from the edge of the couch to the floor, open, all the more. Fingers traced down the front of the boy's white trousers, plucking at buttons without undoing them while hips rocked forward and head craned with a lascivious smile. All temptation, a flying leap into this rare game with abandon. A constant personal power play – it seemed though they both had their own methods. The Corporal started tugging the larger man close. Rivaille groaned when hot breath ghosted past his ear.

 

A hiss of pleasure rushed past taunt lips. "vous aimez cette langue alors hein?" you like this language then eh?

[b.lueeyes]

"Ah..." He let out a sharp moan, his hips pushing up to meet his hand, his back muscles arching sligthly at the heated pressure, his skin beginning to burn the more he touched him. He pressed against Levi's clothed chest, the leather rubbing against his skin, bringing a friction he found he adored. Tugging at Levi's shirt, he pressed his lips to the crook of his corporal's jaw with hot, open mouthed kisses, his hands dragging up his back, trying to get the shirt off without ripping it, as much as he wanted to.

 

The sound of that French falling from his lips beautifully, bringing a sharp tinge of arousal in his gut, his eyes fluttering shut against his neck. Eren didn't even know what he had said, all he knew was that he was loving that sound. "Ich möchte hören, Levi." He husked between kisses to the already abused skin.

 

Let me hear you, Levi.

[Levirivaille]

The corporal had liked the feel of The shifters hand sliding, absently, up his torso to settle just where the curve of the seams held his buttons, levi's hand grabbed the other's, then guided Eren's fingers further along his stomach which had been exposed through their movements, a button had fallen off, levi smirked while kissing him passionately and heatedly all the more, removing the rest of the shirt amongst his clothed body himself.

 

Levi, rather, wished They had the time would do what he thought about more often. He liked having the hardness of Eren's ripped body between his legs, the dark haired man enjoyed the feeling the little strain in his thighs admitted as he stretched them wide to kneel over Eren at night. Levi just enjoyed eren.

 

Listening to the sweet, non understood German cascading from the other's lips, He delighted in how large Eren's hands were, and their careful strength which almost burnt through his pale, abused flesh. He honestly liked how large Eren was all over, actually, he admired him from his position, throwing back his head against the soft fabric of the couch, looking at him through now lustful eyes. " what if i were to speak in french the rest of the time, would that fill your perverted needs?" Levi's mouth curved slightly with s suggestive smile.

[b.lueeyes]

Eren gave a low moan, shaking his head as he looked down at the dark haired man. "Your voice is sexy enough without the French, Levi," He murmured, running his hands across his lovers chiselled torso, pushing up the light fabric, gazing across the skin. "But god, just the thought of that..." He leant down to press his forehead just under his pectorals, his breath ticking out against his abdomen. "Ja, so... Du hast noch nicht genug, was?" He murmured, mostly to himself.

 

That's right, you want more, don't you?

 

He lifted his head, smiling, his eyes glittering with jade and gold. "Yes, yes please..."

[Levirivaille]

Levi smirked, " bon, maintenant, peut-être que je vais même vous laisse me haut, comme un désolé pour vos coups ..." good, now, maybe i'll even let you top me, as a sorry for your beatings... Levi dragged his tongue over his lips, staring hungrily down at the bared skin. The slow burn creeping into Levi's eyes was catching like a forest fire. The corporal decided he was gonna let the boy take his upmost respected position, and Levi's demeanour changed, small almost sobs escaping The man's throat, "Eren, faites ce que vous voulez" eren, do what you wish he pulled at the straps, flinging it back harshly against the skin, his breath a whisoer against the heated skin.

[b.lueeyes]

Eren gave a low gasp from his throat as the corporal seemed to overwhelm himself with his thoughts. The shifter leant forward, pressing their chests together firmly, the leather now out of the way, and kissed him firmly, taking the sobs and those words from his mouth. While he did not know what he had said, it was not difficult to imagine. He would give him more than he could handle and more, if this was how he would be.

 

Levi was special to him; he was important to him.

 

----

 

Outside the door, some of the recruits stood waiting for Eren to emerge, Hanji having done so and some how managed to shoo the majority of them away. Armin fiddled and twiddled his fingers, nervous for the strings of language escaping the room were rather-

 

"Fühlt sich gut an, nicht wahr?"

 

Feel's good, doesn't it?

 

Armin flushed dark, while Jean just blinked, stepping closer to the door. The French man did not know what had been said, but that had been Eren's voice...rough, dark and husky, the way it had been when-

 

The tall blonde felt a dark flush of almost anger rise on his cheeks and he was tempted to beat down the door and drag them out of there. Commander Erwin had said for them to stop dammit! What the hell was the small fry thinking, dragging Eren into this?

[Levirivaille]

Unaware of the many recruits crowding around the door,Levi pressed a bruising kiss to his mouth, hands gripping tight to his thighs, the heat and wetness between them growing. At one point, he had become so ammersed in the moment, his lungs full to capacity with Eren He had to remind himself." souffler" breathe the corporal's dusk voice commanded near the nape of the boy's neck, gently letting his hand stroke over the vulnerable jugular of the shifter, tilting it slightly to the bleeding slice of the light's sharp, shining light, dividing his skin in light and darkness and even the light happened to be tinged with red. Levi gave a slight amused yet oh so sensual chuckle." Eren ... Continuez, il se sent si .. si bon" Eren... keep going, it feels so.. so good the voice trailed throughout the room, yet it was so soft and simple that it could have been misheard under the crackling fire which gave glow to their skin. Levi still had the Cravat tightened around his neck.

 

------

 

Erwin remained at his desk, The creeping sun shone too bright to hide behind the thin curtains of his quarters, it reminded him of a bleeding sunset that touched too close to the landscape and its red rays reveal his intentions to all it hits. The light cloaked him in light. Erwin's office had been much grander than Levi's, there was more furniture, more open spaces, more Area for sounds to echo-and that's when he had heard it, sweet nothings being taken from Levi's mouth, echoing out through the Commanders large room-it made him turn vioe with disgust, how dare Levi disobey him, if anyone had been there with him-the shine of his dagger reflecting along the glint in his eyes would of deemed dangerous.

[b.lueeyes]

Eren let loose a shuddering moan as his hand slid over his neck, his eyes fluttering closed, his mouth practically attacking that of the man below him. He had no idea what he was saying still, but the words spurred him on, his hands moving over his skin, his lips slowly moving down towards the partially open trousers. "Ich will dich so sehr," I want you so bad, He spoke in a husky whisper against Levi's hipbone, nipping at it as he did. He looked up to Levi as his deft fingers shifted to the laces of his trousers, the leather belts all too in the way.

 

"Du wüßtest wohl gerne, was ich sage, ne?" I bet you wish you knew what I was saying, yeah? He asked, chuckling low in his throat as he let his eyes rove across that form, zeroing in on the cravat. "Levi..." He murmured, licking his lips. It covered his mark; that was the first thought that shoved its way to the front of his mind. He sat back up, leaning down towards it, his eyes narrowing. "Levi..."

 

-------

 

Armin could hear it, and that was enough. He knew what was going on in there, of course they all knew. And he couldn't stand the thought of it; not becuase of what was happening (despite how embarrassing the thoughts were) but that they were disobeying orders from above. Mere hours after they were given. "...Lemme through," He said as he pushed towards the front of their small crowd, moving towards the door. Taking one deep breath, he knocked twice, and after gathering his nerves, he opened the door a crack, much to the seeming horror of the people behind him.

 

"Eren, C-Corporal; listen to me." He said in as firm a voice as he could manage. "I- we can hear you, and I-I'm sure other people can too. Don't make it worse than it is f-for yourselves, please..." The blonde teen was flushing hard; of course he was, he was standing right there, only a door separating him from visions of Eren and the Corporal....

[Levirivaille]

Levi sighed, touching his hair lightly to ensure it was still neatly brushed. “Never any peace...” he said, trying to keep the resentment out of his voice. It wasn't Eren's fault he was stuck in this position, any more than it was Eren's fault that he'd felt lustful and had the desire to have him right there and then, well, that wasn't completely true, Eren was just so attractive, ignoring the rather inconvenient voice against the door for a while, he let his hand wedge itself between the fabric and zip of Eren's crotch."Just breath deeply a while, Cadet. I'll come back.” Levi let his voice ring against the boy's neck before giving his length a subtle squeeze, then removing himself from the equation, opening the door in a slit, his eyes reflecting the now dark hatred he kept for the recruits." Armin." He growled slightly, then sighed, the boy was in the right to honestly put it.

 

Suddenly the door had been opened wider with a strong, well built arm, towering behind Armin, was his rather close-look alike, the commander stood with his eyebrows furrowed." Salute." Was his first instinctive order. “I'm told... Rather i heard myself, you two didn't even consider my commands." Erwin said slowly, his tone carefully measured, as though he were speaking to a child, “That this Stupidity Levi – the new recruit, yes? I'm told that you have something to do with him being here, maybe even dragged him in here with intentions...” The twitch of levi's mouth said that he'd noted Erwin's undisciplined response, and that it was not going to make this conversation any easier.

 

"or do i have to slash your throat again to get that message across." the man's tone quietened in a ghostly whisper, levi only just hearing it himself.

 

 

“I'm... no, sir,” levi managed through dark eyebrows,his salute wavering. He hadn't been told to stand at ease.

[b.lueeyes]

At the sound of Armin's voice, he had closed his eyes in annoyance at first, but that had quickly turned to embarrassment. God, were they all outside? How many of them could hear them; for a start Armin knew German. And French. And so did Jean, he knew French and what little he had taught him...Eren knew Sasha knew German too, and Mikasa was always good at picking things up...

 

He let his head fall into his hands as Levi stood, taking his advice to just breathe. What had he gotten himself into here? He wasn't even sure; what if someone else found out? What if they were-

 

The sound of that voice made him freeze, his veins flooding with a blinding cold fear and shame that seemed to burn like frostbite. The commander...he had heard them. What was he going to do? Eren turned from his seat, fixing himself quickly, moving to look towards the door, but was unable to see anything but the large hand curled around the wood of the opposite hinge.

 

Danger, kind, the one you can't trust.

[Levirivaille]

“I don't give a damn about your feelings Heichō” Erwin had said, his tone almost unpleasant now, conversational. “Whoever defies my orders i see as a Breacher. Conniving, and untrustworthy, and liable to abandon his unit at the first sign of danger and place his 'lover' infront of his responsibilities– they come from out there, levi, you know, and if your in here, fucking a recruit. What good are you."

 

“Sir,” Levi murmured, because he couldn't bring himself to indicate agreement even to gain control of the conversation. " can't you discuss this somewhere less crowded." He eyed the gathering, familiar faces, Levi hated the face he had been called such things, especially infront of those who needed to respect him. He sighed, it was an unnatural thing, a concept that rang loudly with implications of filthiness, of inhumanity, of sin.

 

That's all Levi had ever done.

 

sin

 

Maybe that's all he was good for, Erwin downright knew it.

 

No. Levi wasn't gonna give him any satisfaction.

 

" maybe, if we're discussing sin, i'll mention the fact, to guilt me into doing your dirty work, you'd fuck me into the desk countless times, wheres the fairness in that." He folded his arms, glancing back at eren softly.

[b.lueeyes]

Those words falling from Levi's lips were something Eren had never quite fathomed; and his mouth dropped open, his eyes wide with an innocent, shocked green. The fact that Levi had so much as glanced at him, showed him the truth in those words. Was he- that couldn't be-

 

Danger, junge, danger-danger-danger, defend him-!

 

His eyes, still wide, bled to dark, glowing iris of gold, narrowing in fury, the heat filling his bones, small amounts of steam rising from his back, healing the last few strips of jagged scars so only clear skin remained. All it had taken was blood and determination, in the end. The shifter stood, like a stalking wolf, his shoulders pulled back, a few locks of hair falling over his eyes as he took a few steps towards the door, reaching out to grab the door in his own hard grip, standing over Levi, the over arm shoving in front of him, heat grazing that pale, cloth covered chest, before his hand slammed into the door, separating the two.

[Levirivaille]

Levi looked at him with wide, sympathetic ocean eyes.

 

The gesture, the whole motion of devotion and protection caused The corporal's gaze to fall upon the barrier that was Eren's arm, studying it, catching note of the almost complete and utter fear that took place amongst the Commander's physique, it almost instantly retreated. Levi smiled at him wearily. “You were right, about me, maybe im just a thug, but you are too, dont forget it,” he said. “But I think it's under control.”

 

"I knew you would aid me..." The man said softly, allowing only Eren to listen in on his dusky voice, but he didn't seem particularly relieved. There was authority which stared them back in the face.

 

Authority was Erwin.

 

He glanced in the direction of the doorway, swallowing so hard that He felt his throat bob, "Danchō after – after hours, might I be permitted to speak with you privately. Straighten things out. I have no problem with you if you comply and let me have Eren.. You need me anyway." Levi suddenly felt rather superior in the shielded motion of Eren, " I'm worth 100 men don't forget." His eyes flicked to the rich, indulging gold Eren's eyes withheld.

 

 

" fine." Was the only solemn, cold word the other ushered across his lips.

[b.lueeyes]

The shifter could smell the fear on the commander, and he relished in it, his shoulders pulled back some, watching the blonde with catlike eyes that just seemed to glow with an intense fire. At Levi's words of command to his own commander, Eren gave the slightest smile, his hand flexing on the door. He would...yes, he would belong to Levi, but only so much as Levi belonged to him.

 

As the commander relented, his hand sliding from the door, Eren pulled it back a little more, revealing the majority of himself to the commander; luckily he had fixed himself, but something in him just did this instinctively, almost as if...displaying. His trousers were just the slightest bit undone, nothing showing except the tiniest happy trail of dark brown against his abdomen. His chiseled chest looked almost to be glowing like caramel from the slightest sheen of sweat on him, some from the steam and some from the heat of Levi. His dark hair was tousled across his forehead, and he stood as tall as he could, the muscles in his arms showing clearly from where they were tensed, his hands holding the door frame carefully.

 

And his eyes burned like wildfire, unconstrained and mischievous, in a way that could almost be called threatening. His eyes flickered towards the group of recruits, before back to the commander, almost as if they were unimportant.

 

They aren't danger, this is danger. Have him running scared, don't touch- don't touch what's yours, what's mine-

[Levirivaille]

Levi wasn't surprised, he realized, nor did he feel any particular shame for what had gone on between them, those moments of closeness and skin. Instead there was only a slowly growing cold, a gradually yawning chasm of understanding blooming dark and ugly within him. Eren had proved a reliable asset, even the commander had seemed to back off, his eyes shifting to switch between people in a unconfident state. Levi realised maybe that was just the simple fact that remained on everyone's lips.

 

Levi was the only one that could kill eren.

 

The retreating back of Erwin certified Levi's theory, no one stood a chance against the boy, and it claimed a sense of victory for levi, for both of them, almost as if they had gained a permission to do as they pleased from the commander. But a hefty inner gut-feeling dragged back Levi's certainty, this was Erwin what he stuck to were his principles, if he had agreed to something he hated, there would be consequences.

 

Levi's delicate hand loosened Eren's grip on the wooden which had been splintered by the harsh grip from the boy." Thanks, Eren." He nodded once, a positive enforcement, He felt the heat of Eren's kin against his palm, and for a moment it was all he could do to stand, Levi's breath steady against his wrist, the strands of his dark hair tickling Eren's skin." Leave." He commanded the recruits, it was a harsh stare that followed, possessive, anger and annoyance, they had been the reason why Erwin had came out in the first place, levi had just wished he showed them the scar from which Erwin had placed upon his neck as a stErn reminder the one they looked up to was untrustworthy

[b.lueeyes]

His eyes remained firmly on the man as he walked away, his head still proud and tall even in his obvious humiliation by him. He was completely content at watching the threat move away, his mind slowly beginning to quiet, singing with triumph. He let out a single breath, long and harsh, his stomach tensing and relaxing as he rolled his shoulders, relishing in the feeling of a bare back, unscarred, as perfect as it ever was.

 

When Erwin rounded the corner, only then did Eren's eyes shift from the place, the gold iris sliding over to the other recruits with an almost curious gaze. He could feel the breath on his neck, soft and hot, and familiar.

 

"I-I won't leave until I know what's going on here," Armin said, the slightest of shaking in his hands. "We need to talk." He nodded, looking around to Connie, Sasha, Christa, Ymir, Jean, Reiner and Bertholdt and...Mikasa. "We all need to talk."

[Levirivaille]

" disobeying my orders?"Levi's tone had taken on an unfamiliar quality, now. There was an air of recitation to his words, but also of something approaching reverence, he cared for the recruits, as much as he liked the respect they were meant to be showing him- he could see that vague distress filling eren again, the knowledge that these words of armin's had a sense of undermining factors to them, sort of, but also of concern, and that asking for understanding was a dangerous thing, regarding eren.

 

" fine." Levi agreed finally, wandering back into the room, assorting his uniform back to it's usual state with some regret, " everyone, in- if it's as important as you push, we might make a formal occasion out of it." It was a bold statement, the corporal hardly let anyone enter the room, especially if they were unclean.

 

(( sorry its tiny >

[b.lueeyes]

(That's okay)

 

Eren watched the recruits enter, stepping back and turning his gaze onto Levi, the dark haired man's back to him. He stepped towards him, biting his lip as he realized just what this conversation was going to bring. As they entered, he could feel their eyes on his bare back, which had been ripped open not mere hours before.

 

"Corporal..." He murmured quietly, moving towards him, his hand sliding over his desk. He turned and leant against the hard wood, moving to sit back on the desk, just a little way in front of him. His eyes darted back up to the people in the room, his eyes slowly losing the mysterious, glittering gold and returning to the equally beautiful jade. His shoulders relaxed and he suddenly felt just a little fatigued, and brought a hand up to run through his hair.

 

"Whaddaya wanna talk about?" He asked in a sigh, his hand still resting over his eyes.

[Levirivaille]

As if sensing the look the Corporal lifted his head and caught Eren's eyes with his own for a moment. He tipped his head slightly, questioning, stilled in mid-motion to sit down, arms bent at the elbow, and an intimidating expression expressed on his features." Go on." He instructed, his face trying to depict what really would happen, then returned to its customary mixture of calm and annoyance.

 

Jean had stepped up, he wasn't afraid of Levi, intimidated, of course, but if Eren had something to do with the equation he was going to find out about it." We need to talk about you two... I mean, it's kind of just wrong.." Jean said, shifting his weight a little like a cat trying to decide whether or not to leap away, judging the captain's body language closely,not wanting to offend him. If the man could defeat titans, sure, Jean was tall, but he didn't want to imagine what he could do to a human- Eren also, no matter what way the boy looked at it, the whole situation was filled with danger.

 

Lev, in the instant where Jean's last words trailed off in an uncertain trail, slammed his legs up onto the desk, one propped up over the other, and he stared at Jean." Wrong huh?" He sighed." This whole legions beginning to turn out like a drama."

[b.lueeyes]

"Oh god, tell me about it," Eren groaned in reply, letting out a deep sigh and bringing his hand up to run through his hair. "It's just one trouble after another, right?" He looked back over his shoulder to Levi, giving the very slightest of smiles before he turned to look back at the others.

 

Jean. Of all the people, Jean was the one that he was the most wary to speak to about this. Even Mikasa he would prefer to talk it through with than Jean. Maybe it was because they had done it before, or maybe it was because he was Jean. Either way, he did not particularly want to have to explain himself to him.

 

Armin stepped up, shuffling his feet a little as he came up beside Jean, his blonde hair falling over his eyes just a little. "E-Eren...what is this for? It's sudden, I never thought that you would-"

 

"That I would what, Armin?" He said, tilting his head. He had to say that he was feeling so much more confident with Levi at his back, and he braced himself back on his hands, unafraid with his bare chest showing in all its tanned glory. "Have relations with an officer? I am surprised it didn't happen earlier, I mean, seriously? He is...Corporal. Why would I not be attracted to him." He gave an almost sly smile. "He knows how to keep me under wraps, and that is more than enough for me even without it being Corporal."

[Levirivaille]

Levi's eyes shifted,satisfied with the boy's answer back to Armin, then Jean, who seemed to be planning Levi's ultimate death in his head, the expression he cast foretold that, anyway. Levi's mouth twitched to form the simplest smile “You can't order a team such as us around in vague terms,” Levi said. “You have to be specific, to be honest, a superior as myself doesn't really need to answer any of the questions, but maybe if you get my truthful answer you'll take note, Otherwise you young brats may just find loopholes, pin things on me i never even implied." Levi let his back rest against the chair gently, the stress of the day clearly showed over his physique." Most of the stories such as .. ours end badly, well, similar stories, but only because one of the people in the relationship doesn't know how to control it anymore.” He shrugged, then leant forward, his eyes glinting and reflecting his serious attitude.” Make no mistake.. I can control him."

 

Levi was simply satisfied His lover and himself were on similar terms, they had the same mindset it seemed.

 

Jean shifted uncomfortably behind Mikasa, his dirty blonde hair slightly been dishevelled by his hand as he ran it through." Whatever... It still makes me sick." He folded his arms, his eyebrows furrowed.

 

(( gomen im going out for dinner~ byyyeee))

[b.lueeyes]

The shifter's eyes narrowed and he sat up straighter, his eyes flashing onto Jean. "What makes you sick, Kirschtein?" He asked, tilting his head to the side as he shuffled to the edge of the desk, his hands still behind him. This whole situation had made him more confident, yes, but far more aggravated. Eren spoke in a low tone, angry even. "The fact that I'm getting some and you aren't, and the fact that it's fucking fantastic at that? Or is it the fact that it's me getting some when you aren't? What, are you jealous, huh?"

 

He slid off the desk and stepped past his adoptive sister towards him, moving up right in his face, the very slightest of smirks on his features, yet fury in his eyes. "Or is it that you think Levi isn't good enough, or isn't right, or isn't whatever? Well let me tell you, he's better than you were, Jean." He said pointedly, looking him up and down, and grabbing the front of his shirt to pull him closer. There was a spark of...something in his eyes that no one could quite place, but it was not the usual Eren they knew.

 

Tell him, kind, let him know how you feel. Let them know of your strength.

 

"I think you are jealous, Jean," He crooned very slightly batting his eyelashes. "Still hung up on that one pity fuck I gave you, that you can't stand the fact that I'm with someone stronger, smarter, better and fucking harder than you could ever be?" He gave a chuckle and shoved him back, shaking his head. "God dammit, Jean, you need to get over yourself. I have Levi now," he spoke the word with an odd bit of reverence, his shoulders rolling as he said it. His eyes flashed gold. "And that is how it is, so if it makes you sick, then fuck you, fuck your morals and go fuck yourself."

 

"Eren!" Came Mikasa's voice from behind him, sharp and harsh, and he turned his gaze back over his shoulder to his adoptive sister, the gold flecks showing.

 

Do not let her sway you...

 

"Oh, so now you're gonna scold me to, right? Cause that's all you ever seem to do, is tell me what the hell I should and shouldn't do. So what do you think about all this, huh? The fact that I'm with someone who I trust and I can let near me without a fucking ten foot emotional pole. I mean come on. I'm a fucking titan!" He yelled, his arms coming out as he spun, looking around the room, gesturing to himself. "Who the fuck else would I get? I'm a monster, I've seen it in your eyes, you think it too; that every time I get worked up I could blow my top and rip you all to pieces, well you know what?"

 

He spat harshly, his eyes meeting those of all of them, his breathing just a little bit harsh, his shoulders shuddering somewhat. He had not even noticed the heat, the boiling rising under his skin. It was getting higher, and he wasn't stopping it this time. "I probably fucking could." He embasised, before he reached out an arm and pointed a straight finger towards the desk, turning his eyes to meet Levi. "But this guy, he is the only one here that could fuckin' stop me. And that is why I would rather be with him than any other one of you naive little shits!" He used Levi's favourite expression, dropping his arm with a harsh breath.

 

Looking around the room, he could see the shocked expressions of his fellow recruits, and he realised then that he was steaming very lightly, having let out his thoughts for the first time in what felt like too long. Usually, Eren Jaeger was an open book; but lately, he had been a closed off safe. Nothing came out, but a lot went in. So, he had let it go, and his titan was reacting. He flexed his hand and his knuckles cracked. "God dammit..." he cursed to himself, running a steaming hand through his hair.

 

He didn't even realise how much he had let slip. Not just words...but the line was thin between man and monster.