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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Shingeki_no_Kyojin_|_Attack_on_Titan
  Relationship:
      Levi/Eren_Yeager
  Character:
      Levi_(Shingeki_no_Kyojin), Eren_Yeager, Armin_Arlert, Mikasa_Ackerman
  Additional Tags:
      Blood, Violent_Sex, Roughness, Rough_Sex, Smut, Oral_Sex, Anal_Sex, Anal
      Fingering, Animalistic, Manga_Spoilers, riren_-_Freeform, ereri, Eren
      tops, Plot_What_Plot/Porn_Without_Plot
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      Published: 2013-12-23 Words: 2763
****** Almost Tamed ******
by anewkindofthrill
Summary
     ”There’s nothing that can stop this monster. Be it violence. Power.
     Words. Peril. Terror. Peace. And, probably—even love.” (Levi about
     Eren, SnK Visual Novel)
     He closes his eyes, but he knows Eren is watching his every move,
     like a predator looks at prey. But Eren still keeps being obedient,
     like a pet to its master.
Notes
     I just needed to write something about the SnK Ereri Visual Novel
     spoilers, because I love the dynamic between Levi and Eren when it is
     like that; Eren being a monster and Levi trying to tame him. It's a
     bit of characterization and a lot of monster!Eren topping the shit
     out of Levi, with Levi (hopefully) still being Levi. I hope you enjoy
     it!
See the end of the work for more notes
They don‘t see him. Although they are supposed to be his best friends, they
don‘t. His adopted sister and the small blond one. Levi can accept that the
other ones don‘t see Eren for who he is, but not that these two don‘t. 
Levi remembers Eren talking about Ackerman and Arlert all the time at his
former squad‘s headquarters. He used to tell Petra how they were his only
family left, he described to Erd how good his sister was with the blades
(although it seemed to piss him off at that time), he told Levi himself how
smart Armin is when he was being chastised for not switching on that useless
brain of his; he would use Armin‘s intelligence as an excuse - he never really
had to use his own brain with his best friend on his side. 
A cup of hot tea in his hand, Levi is quietly sitting on the couch in the
living room of the cottage, pretending to read while he observes his new squad.
They‘re done with their chores for this day and are engaging themselves in a
card game. Eren has asked Levi if he wanted to join them, but Levi politely
refused, telling the boy he had to read some letters Erwin and Hanji had sent
him. 
Levi has never overheard any of them talking about how Eren could now command
Titans, or how Eren resisted the other shifters for so long and so vehemently.
Sometimes, Eren tries to steer the conversation to these particular topics. He
feigns a headache (Levi knows how Eren looks when he is in pain, and that‘s not
it), telling Armin it feels similar to how it felt when he accidentally invaded
the minds of the creatures who are more human than they thought. He tries to
keep it light. But Armin just tells him to take some medicine. Half an hour
later, he asks Mikasa how cool it would be if he just could make Titans stop
mid-run, so she would be able to cut all their necks in one swipe. 
Completely disregarding the fact that they once were human beings, of course. 
Mikasa just stares at him for a moment, then pulls a joker out of her cards,
apathetically announcing she‘s won this round. 
They treat him like they probably treated him five years ago. He is their
brother, their friend, the most important human being in their lives. 
Except, he isn‘t. He is not a human being. 
And everytime they treat him as such, although he tries to talk about it, about
the elephant in the room, about him being different, Levi can see it in Eren‘s
eyes. The fear they will abandon him as soon as they fully accept he is not
really human, and the wrath. The wrath that makes him who - what - he is, that
is his very being, that will make him lose the last shards of humanity he
possesses, that will make him victorious. 
The captain stands up, neatly placing the unread letters onto the table, and
bids his squad good night. Before he turns to the stairs, Eren‘s face catches
his eye. The boy looks at Levi like he always looks at him; a bit warily, but
mostly full of admiration and determination. Although there is something else
in these eyes now. It remembers Levi of the night after his - their - old squad
died. Some mutual understanding, some grief, some... hope. Levi gives Eren a
curt nod, then goes upstairs to his room.
____________
Levi isn‘t surprised at all when he hears the soft knocking at his door in the
middle of the night. 
“Come in, Eren.“ 
Usually loud and impatient, it is remarkable how quietly Eren opens the door
and enters the master bedroom of the cottage. 
Levi doesn‘t like to sleep with the curtains completely closed, so the moon
lights up the room a bit. It gives Eren a cold, faint shine, making him look
both angelic and vicious, almost a halo on his head, dark shadows in his face.
Levi appreciates the accuracy. 
Eren stands in the middle of the room, nervous, but not fidgeting, watching his
captain sit up and stare blankly at him. He knows full well that Levi won‘t be
starting this conversation. If he‘s got something to say, he must spit it out
now or never come back. He can read his superior‘s eyes well now. 
“Before...“, Eren swallows, “even before all this, back in the woods when I
made... The wrong decision, you said to me... You said to me I was a real
monster and that it had nothing to do with my shifting abilities.“ Levi‘s gaze
doesn‘t change at all, which somehow reassures Eren. “How did you mean that,
sir?“ 
“Don‘t stand there like that, brat, you can sit on the bed next to my feet, it
looks like this conversation might take a while.“ Eren does as told, grateful
for not being ridiculed because of his questuon or snapped at because of the
late hour. He looks at Levi expectantly, secretly relishing in the smell of the
bedclothes. 
“I meant it like I said it, Eren“, Levi says, elbows on his knees and his head
resting on his intertwined fingers, “you are the most dangerous thing in
existence. No one can stop your anger, you determination. Nothing can stop you
from pursuing your goal... I begin to wonder if I could, really, if it was
necessary.“ 
The silence in the room is heavy, while Eren thinks about these words. The last
time he heard them, they were uttered with a certain kind of disgust in the
captain‘s voice. This time, that isn‘t the case. Levi sounds... neutral. Like
stating the obvious. Not judging and without fear, even while expressing the
doubt about himself, Humanity‘s Strongest, being able to stop Eren. But could
that be? It is Levi‘s job to take out Eren when needed. This is a bad thing,
Eren thinks. How can he sit with his captain like that, when he is nothing but
a monster? How can he call the humans in this house his comrades? How... 
“Eren, tell your stupid head to shut the fuck up.“ Levi grabs Eren‘s chin and
turns it to him, his face now mere centimetres away from his own, the usually
ice-cold stare... ice-cold, as always. 
Levi doesn‘t change his behaviour around Eren, Eren suddenly realises. 
“It‘s okay you‘re a monster, Eren.“
After all this confusion, after feeling excluded, misunderstood and just
disregarded for what he really is,Eren finally knows there is one person who
understands him. Who accepts him. And damn everything if he doesn‘t make this
person his own. 
Eren closes the distance between himself and captain, as his lips crash onto
Levi‘s, claiming them ferociously, and he tastes blood after nipping at one lip
too hard, but who cares? He is a monster after all, a selfish one indeed,
fighting for things he really wants until his own death, the death of his
comrades, the death of humanity. 
“And I wouldn‘t want you any other way“, Levi whispers with his blood-red lips
when Eren gasps for air, and now Eren‘s growling, his bright eyes so much more
alien than usual in the cold light of the moon. Levi‘s shivering, looking at
his boy through half lidded eyes. He lets his thin, strong fingers slide under
Eren‘s shirt, somehow sensing it will be his duty to satisfy the monster‘s
needs. 
Not that he is complaining. There are reasons why Levi looks at Eren the
hardest, understands him the best, gets under his skin the most. He is the one
who will tame the monster, domesticate it... in the daylight. It‘s just logical
he should pay the price for it at night. 
Eren is trembling over him, not sure if he‘s allowed to do what he wants to do,
which pleases Levi to no end. There is still some control left over Eren... and
it‘s his. 
Levi deliberately thrusts up a bit as he says: “Show me how much of a monster
you are, Eren.“ 
Eren starts to abuse his captain‘s body without any hesitation. He sucks deep
purple marks on brilliantly white skin, the obscene sound of his mouth on Levi
only being interrupted when he pants things like, “you understand me, sir.
Thank you, sir.“ He licks Levi‘s face when he sees the pain in it, licks away
the tears when his nails dig too deep into the still-clothed back underneath
him, staining the white shirt with beautiful red flowers. He kisses Levi‘s lips
as a silent apology when he rips off said shirt, destroying it completely. He
holds Levi‘s face in his hands and looks at him, the monster buried in his soft
eyes, when his hips grind too hard, causing too much friction, too much
pressure, making Levi flinch. 
Levi takes it. No, he craves it, has been craving it for a long time now. This
is his sweet punishment for being a killer himself, a murderer. He deserves
this monster over him, which is growling again as it rips off its own shirt off
now and then immediately pulling down its pants. Levi‘s breath is fast now,
heavy, and he saves the energy he‘d need to sit up to see Eren‘s dick, knowing
full well he‘d feel it soon enough. Maybe he‘s just a bit afraid of what it
looks like. 
Maybe he‘s just a bit afraid of what is to come for him. But when he looks up
into wild green eyes, he realises he doesn‘t need to be afraid of anything.
Yes, there is fire, there‘s that certain part of Eren that will forever stay
untamed, but it‘s still his captain-look, admiration, determination. 
Just a little bit of madness. But isn‘t the madness that certain mutual
understanding between them? The force that pushes them into each others arms
when Eren bows down to suck greedily at Levi‘s lips, bite them, making them
ache, abuse them more, making Levi feel alive and wanted and understood
himself. 
Eren proceeds to take off Levi‘s pants with the same ferocity he had getting
rid of the other clothes, pulling the underwear down with them, too. Levi feels
the monster eyeing him, sees Eren licking his lips, then getting to work. He
marks his captain even more, scratches and bruises in such a nice contrast to
the white skin. Catlike, Eren snuggles his face into the hollow between Levi‘s
belly and thigh, breathing in deeply. He kisses the even whiter skin down
there, nips at the captain‘s hips, his actions suddenly less demanding, softer.
His head lies on the right side of Levi‘s belly, facing the hard cock before
him. The monster, suddenly deceivingly tame, searches for its master‘s - its
prey‘s - hand with its own left and finds it. Levi catches his breath and lets
his own left slide into Eren‘s thick, brown hair, stroking him soothingly,
never letting go of the hand in his right. 
“Are you alright?“ Eren‘s voice doesn‘t sound very human anymore. His eyes are
something between green and yellow when he looks up at Levi, panting and
bleeding on the sheets. 
Again, Levi finds it exhilarating that Eren still asks, still obeys. Only to
him, only his, only he. 
“Go on, brat.“ 
Eren flashes a devilish smile, letting go of Levi‘s hand. He‘s lapping at his
captain‘s cock now, sucking and nibbling at it like it is the most delicious
thing in the world. He licks its base, his cheek lying in the dark curls
surrounding the stiff dick. Eren‘s eyes are closed and Levi must sit up now,
must moan now, must stare at this peaceful yet so very exciting picture. 
Suddenly, he feels fingers at his entrance. It hurts.
“Fuck, Eren“,he hisses in pain, finally having found his limit. Eren mindlessly
lifts his head and stares at him, until a small bottle of what seems like some
kind of oil hits his face. 
“Use this, brat, goddamnit, I‘ll take you anytime, but not like that.“
Eren‘s eyes narrow impatiently, he lowers himself to bite the inside of Levi‘s
right thigh. Hard. Suddenly, he feels himself yanked up by his hair until he‘s
just mere centimetres away from his captain‘s face yet again. 
“You are a fucking monster, I get it“, Levi hisses, his voice losing something
of its humanity itself. “But that doesn‘t mean you‘ll just get what you want
the moment you want it and fuck me dry.“ He drives his knee into Eren‘s stomach
- not as strongly as he could have, but he makes his point when Eren struggles
to breathe. “Now lube me the fuck up and get on to it, brat.“ 
Of course, Eren kisses him, again a silent apology, again getting so wild, so
bruising. Levi thinks it‘s utterly delicious. He spreads his legs, letting
impatient, yet a little bit more careful fingers coated in an oily substance
enter him, spread him and explore him. He closes his eyes, but he knows Eren is
watching his every move, like a predator looks at prey. But Eren still keeps
being obedient, like a pet to its master. 
Levi really wouldn‘t have it any other way. 
Finally, Eren finds the spot Levi‘s been aching for Eren to touch it, massage
it, and Levi lets out a strangled cry, eyes flying open. And everything he sees
is Eren, his own blood on Eren‘s lips, his own skin under Eren‘s nails, and he
wants it all. 
Eren instinctually feels it, and he pulls out his fingers, only to show Levi
his teeth, when he aligns his cock with Levi‘s now open, dripping asshole.
Without any further ado, the monster slams into Levi, eliciting a pained sob
from the captain, paired with the immediately following, “go on, let it all
out, I will take it.“ 
And take it, he does. 
Completely abandoning all restraints now, Eren‘s nails dig deep into the soft
flesh between Levi‘s hips and ribs, as he pounds into the delicious warmth.
Levi throws back his head and his back arches, he aches and yet seeks more of
it, more of Eren, more of the monster inside of his boy. Sweat is dripping down
Eren‘s fringe onto Levi‘s stomach, but Levi is glad the hair hides a bit of
that animalistic grin, because he doesn‘t want to fall in love with that kind
of pain.
He will later realise it is much too late to even bother. 
Eren‘s length is buried successfully up to his balls in Levi with every thrust,
hitting Levi‘s prostate every single time and slowly but surely Levi falls into
a state of incoherency that leaves him tearing up, drooling and craving more.
His wanton moans and cries are music to the monster‘s ears, fueling its
apparently endless energy as it pounds into the human, making the human his,
making the human his kin. Although, maybe the human has been his kin all along,
ice-cold stare matching the fire in its own eyes, the will to kill as strong as
its own. 
Eren‘s shouts match Levi‘s moans and it‘s not surprising they‘re close to their
climaxes together, being one during this act, their shared madness finally
having found an outlet. Eren holds Levi, who‘s still completely boneless and
mindless with need, with one hand in place, while he raises the other hand to
his mouth, slowly licking the blood off it while watching Levi finally reach
orgasm, who shuts his eyes tightly while screaming from the bottom of his
lungs. The taste of his prey‘s/master‘s blood pushes him over the edge, too,
and he throws his head back and lets out a deep, animalistic growl, not
realising how intensely Levi is watching him, coming down from his own high. 
____________
Eren lies next to Levi, his head resting peacefully on his captain‘s broad
chest. His fingers trace the bruises and scratches he caused, but he does not
apologize. He knows he doesn‘t have to. He leans into the touch of the hand
that is placed in his hair again, his eyes closed and a slight smile on his
face. 
“Say, Eren“, Levi‘s voice is soft and if it were any other than his captain‘s,
he would say there was love in this voice, “what would you do if I was to stop
you from killing all the Titans?“ 
Eren‘s arms around Levi‘s waist tighten. 
“I would kill you, sir.“ 
A kiss on his chest. A cheek that nuzzles the hollow between Levi‘s shoulder
and jaw. 
Levi‘s arms around Eren‘s shoulders tighten, too. 
End Notes
     Thank you for reading! I'd love some feedback since I'm still not
     really sure about writing smut. If you want to ask something or just
     talk, please drop a message: anewkindofthrill.tumblr.com (main/
     personal/multi-fandom blog), anoldkindofthrill.tumblr.com (anime/
     manga blog, mostly SnK/Ereri) :3
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