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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
  Additional Tags:
      Anal_Sex, Rimming, Rough_Sex, Orgasm_Delay/Denial, them_having_sex_in_the
      woods_and_in_Eren's_Titan_body, a_larger_metaphor, Blood, Canon_-_Manga,
      Manga_Spoilers
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      Published: 2014-04-11 Words: 3403
****** Flesh Wound, Draw Blood ******
by anewkindofthrill
Summary
     Eren doesn't want to deal with their current situation anymore, so
     he's being childish and runs away. Levi finds him and tries to teach
     him a lesson in self-control... which seems to fail.
Notes
     So the porn is loosely based on Cato's_idea. Of course, I had to make
     deep shit out of it and alter it, but hey, the main thing has been
     kept, so that's that.
     There's a lot of me being angry about the current manga situation in
     this. But it's completely pre-Levi Ackerman, I wrote the first 1300
     words weeks ago. I'm pretty glad about that.
     Basically just characterization and the frickle frackle and a larger
     metaphor.
See the end of the work for more notes
Levi is surprised at how long it took Eren to lose it.
"I can't do this anymore!" Eren shouts, throwing his glass of water against the
wall. "I do not fucking care who's the king and why he's doing what he does,
why don't we just kill them all?"
Ackerman and Arlert don't even try to stop him, they just watch and listen.
"I mean, what's the fucking deal?! Our job is to kill Titans. I don't care if
they're in our walls. I don't care what the others want. I don't care if they
once were human."
A plate hits the wall next to Springer's head, whose thoughts about Eren's last
scream are all over his face.
Eren sees Levi standing in the shadows, silently watching his outburst. The
light of the fire flickers against Eren's skin, shines in Eren's crazy eyes,
when he pleadingly adresses his Captain.
"How can you just stay here, doing nothing? I always thought, you, of all
people, understand, Captain Levi?" Suddenly a lot calmer, he approaches his
superior, a hand pleadingly reaching out to the smaller man. His voice sounds
desperate. “You want to kill them all, you are supposed to kill them all,
aren't you? You must teach me, you must guide me, Captain, we must slay them
together, not sit around, torture some assholes to gain information for some
politics no one gives a fuck about. Levi, Levi help me...“
Eren breaks the unspoken rule between the two which says they aren't to adress
each other in a way that betrays their intimacy, regardless of the fact that
everyone of the squad knows. Still, Braus gasps and Kirschstein's eyes switch
between Eren in the light and Levi in the shadows.
The silence in the room is heavy; Levi knows the kids essentially think the
same as Eren - no, that is not true. He sees it in Springer's eyes that this
isn't true. But they want to follow Eren anyway, as if he were in their heads,
telling them to carry on, to fight this fight again and again.
Maybe that's why the kids didn't even dare to directly adress Levi himself, he
thinks. Their leader's leader.
Which is what makes his next sentence a verdict, a punch into everyone's faces.
"Get a grip, brat, and stop throwing a tantrum like a two-year-old."
All of the calmness Eren has drawn out of Levi's sheer presence leaves him in a
moment, when he turns his back to Levi and knocks the whole wooden table over
with a deafening roar, not unlike one of his Titan's. The teenager's face
distorts, the others can see the spit covering his fletched teeth.
"I HATE THIS. I HATE ALL OF THIS."
_____________
After his little outburst, Eren goes missing and Levi is worried sick. He can
see his worry mirrored in Ackerman's face, when he tells her to stop looking.
All of them have been sweeping through the woods surrounding their new cabin
after Eren being gone for more than six hours. They've been doing this for
hours now as well, without any luck. The others have already gone home to get
some sleep, only Ackerman and Levi himself are still out there, stars and a
thin moon giving them some light.
"I'm going to find him, don't worry," Levi says reassuringly. Ackerman sees
through his facade, of course, she has learned to do that pretty quickly after
realizing that he's the holder of her beloved brother's heart.
(Not the owner. Only freedom owns Eren Jäger's heart, but in Eren Jäger's eyes,
Levi is the next best thing to freedom, so he cut a hole into his chest, deeper
and deeper with every salute to the Captain, until his heart finally lied bare,
and Levi, greedy old man that he was, is, took it and has been holding it ever
since, cherishing it without caving it in. Eren Jäger's heart is the most
cruel, raw, and beautiful thing Levi was ever allowed to touch, he kisses and
licks it without ever devouring it, and this is everything you need to know
about how they became what they are now.)
She must be able to read him in order to know his true intentions, and so she
is.
She nods curtly, and takes off into the direction of their home.
Levi smiles melancholically at his own thought; home. Home is where the heart
is, they say.
The woods are Levi's home when he finally finds Eren lying on his back, looking
straight into his eyes when he flies above him, his cloak fluttering in the
wind. Levi's body mid-flight casts a shadow on Eren, and Levi sees his
silhouette framing Eren's whole silhouette. He zig-zags his way downwards
between the tall trees, a black spider approaching her well-deserved meal,
until he's standing over Eren, both of his feet next to Eren's hips.
"Hey, Levi." Eren doesn't even bat an eyelash, moonlight still not reaching his
features. Levi wouldn't give him any.
"What do you think you're even doing, Jäger." Levi's eyes are only slits, his
thin brows are furrowed, and he tries everything to not feel relief and joy,
but only anger. He crouches down, his ass touching Eren's knees slightly, and
looks inquiringly into the kid's eyes, who has sat up.
"It doesn't really matter if I lie around, doing nothing, here or in the house,
does it?" Eren asks almost innocently, but Levi hears the wrath, the guilt. And
yes, he was worried, yes, he is angry at Eren, but above all he understands. He
understands that Eren needs to keep believing he understands or else Eren will
lose his mind. So Levi decides not to lash out although his throat aches with
the need of screaming all his worries at the kid. He gently pushes Eren back
onto his back and gets on his knees, hovers over the teenager.
"Maybe it matters to me."
The shock on Eren's face reminds Levi that he's in love with a 15-year-old,
with a selfish child who didn't have the chance to develop both emotionally and
socially, much like himself, so when Eren wraps his arms around Levi,
effectively pinning him down onto his hollow, heartless chest, he lets it
happen. He kisses Eren's neck, breathes in all the "I'm sorry"s and "I love
you"s.
"You need to learn some self-control, Eren," Levi mumbles against the way too
broad chest, wrapped in way too strong arms.
"I showed a lot of self-control over the past days and weeks, don't you think,"
Eren shoots back.
"Yeah, because you had an outlet, there were days this week I couldn't walk
properly."
Levi waits for a little snicker, for a smirk, something, but it doesn't come.
"Levi, why do we have to wait. Why...," Eren's voice goes down to a whisper,
"why are we even trusting Commander Smith that much?" It is a topic Eren has
never dared to touch. Levi seems to unconditionally trust Erwin Smith, and Eren
certainly does trust Levi one hundred percent, so he doesn't want to question
him. But now he's open, raw, vulnerable, and he has to ask.
Levi closes his eyes when Eren says we, hearing all of the commitment and love
Eren unconsciously puts into it, and revels in it. He looks up and stares
straight into Eren's eyes.
"Our time will come, Eren, and I will explain everything to you. But for that
to happen, you need to learn some self-control. I will teach you."
Pride is everything Eren feels at this moment, he's proud of himself that he
didn't misinterpret Levi's intentions. "Yeah."
Levi gives Eren one of his rare smiles, before it turns into something ugly.
"And now, you've got to learn your lesson..." His clever fingers touch Eren's
sides now, temptingly. Eren looks at him incredulously.
"Here?"
Levi sighs. "I'm tired of it all, too, Eren. Tired of being secretive, of being
silent, of keeping things in control..." Suddenly, there is something feral in
Levi's voice, Eren hears the Captain let go and that sound, that imaginary whip
lash is as loud as his Titan's growl.
In their fury, they're the same.
So Eren, still proud of being able to read Levi at least a bit, leans into his
touch and closes his eyes. Until he hears the ice-cold voice.
"So you are going to be the one who keeps everything in control, Eren." Levi
leans down, whispers against Eren's now exposed neck, his voice still so
strange, a thousand sounds of whips and shots and knives flying through the air
accompanying it.
It is terrifying, the look in Levi's eyes is terrifying and Eren has never
loved him more.
Eren doesn't move - Levi didn't give the order by speaking the words, but Eren
understands anyway. Slowly, Eren's clothes are being discarded, Levi positively
looking like a man unwrapping something precious in order to devour it. The
cold tips of his fingers send trembles through Eren's body when they touch each
part of it; there is a pinky in the space between his big and his second toe; a
whole hand gripping his muscular calve; soft palms carressing his thighs while
a silent, sweet, strong mouth lightly, lightly kisses his cock, a cheek that
rubs itself against dark, curly hair, a nose loudly inhaling; again, those
fingertips, on his sides, drawing along his muscles.
Levi appreciates and marks and owns, now attacking Eren's neck and shoulders
with his mouth and teeth, all tenderness suddenly vanishing from his body. Eren
gasps at the surprise, at the sudden stop of worship, but he takes it
nontheless, moans hoarsly at a particularly sharp bite that almost draws blood.
Almost. Levi is not allowed to draw blood from him, they know that. Even in his
frenzied abandon, Levi thinks about this. No matter what he says, Levi is still
keeping full control over himself.
Which saddens Eren.
The Captain's Soldier then squirms away from the pleasuring ministrations; Levi
growls threateningly, but stops when he understands what Eren is up to.
Leaves and earth under his naked arms and naked knees, Eren proudly holds up
his ass into the air, presenting himself. He wants to tempt, wants to make Levi
lose control, and the laboured breath over him indicates that he's on a good
way. Levi quickly undresses; in spite of being cold night, both their torsos
are already glistening with sweat. Sadly, Eren's small, invitingly twitching
hole is still dry.
Levi wouldn't mind at that moment, but they can't draw blood, they mustn't.
So he positions himself behind Eren and leans down. How wonderful Eren's ass
cheeks feel on his own cheeks when he buries his face in the place he knows he
trained his boy how to keep clean. Eren's back arches and he lets out another
breathy moan.
The clever, trained tongue darts out, licks once, licks twice, until it falls
in a well-known but still so exciting rhythm. It curls as if it is lapping at
something, and Levi hollows his cheeks, sucks lightly, sucks hard and Eren is
happy he's in a forest now, howling at the moon like a bitch in heat. Levi
knows what that does to him, that he can come from eating him out alone, and
eating him out, oh, Levi is. He breathes into Eren's ass, and breathes from it,
and licks sucks gently bites relishes. Eren's smell, Eren's taste, Eren's
sound, while not particularly good at the moment, are still exquisite because
they are Eren.
But he needs to slow down that almost sobbing boy. Never stopping devouring
Eren, his thumb and index finger dart forward, pressing onto the base or Eren's
cock hard.
Eren gasps, suddenly completely silent.
With a smack, a wet sound, Levi's face resurfaces.
He licks his lips. "You are not to come until I tell you so. Understood?"
Fingers still pressing, Eren breaths so hard. But he knows the rules when Levi
is like that.
"Yes, sir."
Levi looks at Eren's entrance like at a painting, tilting his head a bit,
enjoying the view and the feelings it causes in himself. Eren pants into the
ground, face already smudged with mud of the fresh soil and dirty sweat. While
Levi usually detests all things dirty, sometimes Eren can't be dirty enough to
him. He will deal with the consequences later. What a view Eren is; crawling
like a dog in front of him, dirty, wiggling his cute ass as if to beg him to go
on (he probably is).
A relieved gasp escapes Eren's mouth when Levi finally lets go of the base of
his cock. It is painfully hard now, so red, so thick, Eren can feel his weight
hanging, jumping between his legs and he feels unbelievably dirty -
unbelievably sexy. Precome is dripping onto the ground, onto some leaves. He
feels Levi's hands on his back when he tries to position his own cock at Eren's
hole, and revels in the feeling of the slight tremble in Levi's hands. He is
doing this to Humanity's Strongest, who is always in full control of himself.
Tonight, Eren will take responsibility, tonight Levi can do whatever he wants.
The pink, slick hole practically sucks Levi in when he enters Eren, and Eren is
enjoying this so much. He throws his head back and cries out into the silent
night, and finally, finally, Levi rewards him with a sound, too. A growling
that comes from deep within the man, it resonates through Eren and this does
more to him than any touch before. His cock is twitching hard, but he has to
take it, he has to keep his cool...
"Eren... you're... oh Eren, my Eren, so good, so tight... Such a good boy to
me..."
Eren lets out a strangled sob, his knees and forearms digging deeper and deeper
into the soil, the sheer force of Levi's thrusts is about to bury him.
What a nice death that would be, Eren would think, if there weren't a thousand
tasks waiting for him, a thousand tears yet to be shed.
He isn't allowed to come, he knows that, but never in his life has anything
turned him on more than Levi finally losing control behind him. The fingers
around his hips are bruising him, and the pain is wonderful but Eren. Wants.
To. Come. He shouts and sobs, he doesn't know what, sometimes the name of his
heart's cage, sometimes something inarticulate, a lot of begging.
"Please, Levi, I can't..."
The thrusts only get more forceful, Levi buries his face between Eren's
shoulder blades, gripping him tighter. Eren doesn't receive an answer to his
begging, so he keeps on trying to hold it in. He beds his face on his forearms,
his cock moving up and down with the thrusts, leaving drops on precome on
Eren's stomach, on the ground, again on his stomach, and so on.
"Levi, can I...?" Hoarse. Loud. And so desperate.
"No." The Captain keeps on moving, on taking, he lets it all out.
Eren sobs, painfully hard, on the brink of his steely will that usually always
helps him out. He wants to be strong for his beloved, he wants to be his safe
place, so he wants to still take it and make him happy.
Strong. Safe for Levi.
That's what he thinks when he bites into his arm out of sheer frustration.
Drawing blood.
Balls-on-ass-buried in Eren, Levi almost doesn't notice how something warm is
suddenly around his calves, his hips. Only his upper body can move freely and
everything is so damn hot.
"I cannot fucking believe you... ahh...", Levi is above, beneath it all and
still keeps on fucking Eren, even if everything is steaming, even if half of
his body is connected to that stupid idiotic massive lump of flesh, "are you
fucking kidding me?!"
Levi doesn't think; he buries his fingers between the flesh threatening to
swallow him, and his own legs, and he tears. He pulls strings of muscle away,
so he can see his lover. There's so much blood everywhere, that almost suddenly
evaporates, giving everything an even more hazy feel.
The titan body is lying on its back on the floor and there are extremely long
rips looking out of the flesh, encasing the two of them, forming a cage of
bones. It's not like Eren's usual Titan, Levi notices right away, it's more of
an... Titan cave. A shell, as if to protect them.
The rips the flesh around Eren's face apart, and he sees that these beautiful
eyes are closed, but the mouth is open. Blood on his lips. Speaking.
"Strong. Safe for Levi. Strong. Safe for Levi."
He almost forgets that his dick is still in the boy, still hard. He almost
fails to notice that the lower half of his legs are still encased in now slowly
vanishing Titan flesh. He doesn't care, he just rests his upper body on Eren's
back, penetrates Eren's Titan flesh with his blood-smeared arms to hold Eren,
to press him to his own chest.
"You idiot boy."
Eren hears the fond words when he finally wakes up out of the frenzy that
sometimes comes with shifting. He tries to free himself even more that Levi
already has, but Levi's body is pressing him down, back into the flesh, as if
he wants to melt together with him.
Raw flesh and protecting bones are a stunning sight in the woods, shielding the
two men that aren't really fucking anymore, but making love to each other. The
rips of the deformed Titan body casts mysterious shadows onto the pale back of
the strongest soldier alive.
Levi exits Eren, leaving Eren terribly empty and not protecting Levi, so that
an eye that is directly linked to Eren's head is suddenly opening; not attached
to any visible head or eye socket whatsoever, lying in raw flesh, it blinks in
panic, until Levi finally turns around Eren's naked body that is still
connected by a lot of strings to the strange construction surrounding them, so
he can finally see his face. The eye closes again, pacified, when Levi is
finally inside again, and Levi slows his rhythm, taking Eren with deep and calm
thrusts.
"I'm sorry, Levi."
"Don't be."
Eren stares up to Levi with big eyes, and sees the man he wants to protect, but
by whom he is always protected. That cruel, cruel man that can be so merciful.
"Come whenever you want."
Eren's hands grip at Levi's back, and he actually can draw blood, he already
has, so new scratch marks greet old ones, when Eren loses himself in the
feeling of... this. He still can feel his Titan body around him, but he can
also feel Levi's body around him, Levi's body inside him, and for the first
time in forever, he feels like himself.
So Levi fucks Eren with abandon, but gently, now having nothing to lose (except
Eren's heart and Eren's soul and Eren's humanity and Eren's life). He looks
down onto that now peaceful, beautiful face, sees it squirm when the boy
finally comes, all over him, all inside their safe place.
Their safe place being a Titan is an irony both of them are not quite aware of.
Their position in the Titan body - where the heart should be - a cruelty both
of them should never be aware of.
They're (in) Eren's heart, after all.
Levi comes soon afterwards, and they lie next to each other in warm steam. It
isn't hot anymore; a nice breeze catches up with the hot steam, and it's
comfortable. They lie on their backs, intertwined hands between them. Looking
at the stars, they try to catch their breaths.
"You can't let me take control for you after all", Eren says sadly, defeated.
Levi turns onto his side, looking at Eren with hard eyes.
"Bullshit, Eren. Do you know what you just did?"
Moonlight is reflected by their eyes; eyes that long to see things that are as
far away as the moon, as free as its light.
"You built walls for us; to protect what we have, to protect me. But the most
important thing is... You built walls we can escape from."
Levi closes his eyes and breaths in Eren's evaporated Titan body. The only air
that doesn't smell inside the walls.
"You are my Freedom, Eren."
End Notes
     I hope you enjoyed this strange thing! I'm super tired so maybe the
     proof reading wasn't the best and I was too lazy to look for some
     beta. I'm sorry.
     Anyway, feedback would be greatly appreciated! //yawns/ I'm gonna go
     sleep now, bye :3
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