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      Published: 2017-09-24 Chapters: 2/? Words: 3103
****** Poppaea ******
by Your_Future_Idol
Summary
     Eren promises that he'll do anything to get get help from the man.
     That pleases the man who wants to take his everything.
Notes
     Hi! This is my first story on here, so feedback is appreciated. This
     is based of the story of Sporus a Roman " Empress ". It's kind fucked
     up so brace yourself. This is also my first time time publishing one
     of my attempts at porn, so feed back on that is even more
     appreciated.
***** Thermae Deals *****
Chapter Notes
     Word Count: 1436
     It's short, I promise the chapter will get longer (I think)
     Plus, I didn't really edit so if you find any typo's please tell me.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Eren walked into the thermae, bare, with a purpose. He tried to seem casual as
his mismatched eyes searched the crowd of bathing men. When he didn't find the
large blonde he sighed. The man was not there yet, Eren concluded. He'd would
just have to wait for him. Eren settled into a secluded corner of the bath with
a perfect view of the entry way. He watched the door intently, not bothering to
actually wash himself.
  The minutes dragged on and the man still hadn't showed. Eren's eyes almost
rolled into the back of his head in boredom only to hear his name called out.
He turned to see his best friend walking slowly through the water towards him.
Armin was smiled brightly when his friend's previous bored eyes softened at his
presence.
 
" Armin, " Eren smiled as the blonde sat next to him, " I haven't seen you in a
while. " To them, a while meant a week. Armin had been busy with his studies.
He was recently accepted in one of the most prestigious schools in Rome. Eren
envied him because of his natural intelligence. Armin didn't even have to try
to out-smart even the most famous scholars. Armin always assured him that it
was because he two years older than Eren, but Eren knew that was lie. He
wouldn't be as smart as Armin was now in his sixties, forget him matching up to
Armin when he turned sixteen.
  " I know, schools been tedious, " Armin said with a giggle then went on more
seriously, " Plus, my parents don't really like you. They trying their best to
keep me busy. "
It wasn't only Eren who thought he was as mindless as a pile of pebbles,
Armin's parents also came to the assumption that Armin perpetually loss brain
cells when he's around Eren. It all kind of stemmed from when Armin got in
trouble for the first time in his fourteens years due to Eren convincing him to
trip a Senator. Yeah, not the brightest thing has ever thought of. 
 
Since then Armin's parents make effort to keep him from the young boy. It was
impossible, though. This horrid week was the longest they've been apart since
Armin was six and Eren was four. Even from the other side of the bath you could
tell that they missed each other dearly. That's why when the man entered the
room he made sure to break up the happy friends quickly.
 
" Eren! " he called out, smirking as the young boy perked up at his voice. Eren
waved then beckoned him over to the two naked boys. The man gladly strode over
to the teen ignoring the suspicious glare from his friend. When he arrived at
the bath side near them he waited for Eren to pat the bench space next to him
before he slid in water.
 
" Hello, sir. " Eren greeted with smile bigger than usual. Eren didn't know his
name, so he opted to call the man, sir. Even though it was completely innocent
name the man couldn't help but feel that nickname gave him power over Eren. Not
more than his actual name, though. His actual name could bring every man in
this bath to their knees. That's why he didn't want to tell Eren who he was. He
wants to capture Eren without the use of his name, so the young boy will have
no one to blame, but himself.
  " Hello, Eren. Who is this? " the man asked looking at the long haired older
boy sitting next to his Eren. The boy, Armin, was obviously older than Eren and
had the aura of a pissed guard dog. He had the same build as Eren, which the
man appreciated, but he was taller and less tone than Eren. Therefore, the only
value of the boy is that he's so close to Eren that their thighs were touching.
 
Eren, seemingly unaware of the tension in between the two blondes, introduced
Armin, "This is my bestfriend Armin. We've been with each other for years. ".
Eren wrapped his arm around Armin and pulled him close. 
Then he introduced the man to Armin, bringing his free arm around the man, "
Armin, this is a friend whose been keeping me company lately. ".
Armin felt angry at him self. If he'd been around Eren more Eren wouldn't have
met this creeper, he told himself. This man was definitely a creeper. Armin
could tell that he was enjoying Eren's arm around him more than he should. He
didn't like the hungry eyes that the man had.
Armin was about to interrogate the mysterious man when his name was called. His
dad was standing near the entry way frowning. He was in trouble, Eren's arm was
wrapped around him and that did not look good. With a bad feeling Armin stood
up letting the arm fall off him. " I've got to go. " he announced, hating
himself even more when a smirk spread across the man's face.
When Armin dissapeared the man instantly got cozier with Eren. He pulled Eren
into his lap. Eren wasn't troubled and thought it to be a normal practice for
friends. In Eren's head he was preparing himself to ask the question that
brought him here in the first place. He didn't want to seem like a gold digger,
the man was obviously rich due too the garments he wore and the presents he
brought for Eren.
" Sir, I have a question. " Eren squeaked timidly shuffling on the man's lap.
The man smiled warmly, " What is it? "
Eren blushed slightly, opened his mouth, then closed it. A few forced sounds
came out as he tried once again, but he ended up sputtering in embarrasment.
The blonde smiled at the teens timid approach. It was different from the bold
character Eren usually was.
The man chuckled, and ran his large hands through Eren's soft, chin length
hair, bringing Eren to look directly at him," Don't be nervous. You know I'd do
anything for you. "
The teen's body seemed to relax slightly. He inhaled then exhaled then finally
pushed it out, " I can't get into the school my dad wants me to. So, I was
wondering if you could help me out. "
The man was delighted by the idea, but pretended that he was hesitant to see
how far the boy would go. " Why me? " the man asked, masking his smirk the best
he could.
Eren frowned cutely and answered " You seem to have connections, sir. I promise
this is a last resort. I would do anything for the smallest of help! I can't
dissapoint my father. I'm their only son, I can't be a failure. "
That's what the man was waiting for. It felt like pleasurable fire had lit up
in his skull at the thought. He ran his hand through the chocalote locks
hanging from the boys scalp with a dizzy smile.
" Anything? "
The boy nodded.
" Then of course, my sweet Eren. "
Eren lit up with a dazzling grin that man hoped to see more often now. He
wrapped his arms around the mans broad shoulders repeated thank you into his
neck. The man, in turn, embraced Eren, squeezing the boy's tiny waist with his
muscled arms.
When the boy pulled away the man informed him, " I'll get you a private tutor,
but you'll have to stay at my house. "
" I'd be fine with that I'll just have get my dad's permission. " then boy
blushed a little, " Can you be there when I ask? "
 
" I will, it would be the logical thing to do. "
 
Eren squealed lightly bringing the man in for another hug. This time got up on
his knees and rapped his arms around the crown of the man's head, burrying the
face of the man in his chest. The man had to refrain from latching his mouth on
to one those perky nipples that were practically brushing against his lips, as
the boy clutched him.
 
" I'll meet you five days from now outside of the bathing house, then we'll go
straight to my house, okay? " Eren planned as he slid off the mans lap and
crawled out of the water. The man nodded focusing on the water rolling off his
skin, but still taking in the information.
 
" I'll see you then. " the boy waved goodbye and finally walked out of the bath
house. The man stayed in the bath for a while basking in a victory that he
decided felt better than winning any war.
Chapter End Notes
     Hope you enjoyed! Please give me feed back!
***** Meeting the Parents *****
Chapter Summary
     Who is the man? I know, but you don't. You'll know in at most two
     chapters little ones.
     Word Count: 1,709
Chapter Notes
     So I don't exactly know how I want to go through the timeline of
     Eren/ Sporus's life so there might be time skips. Not yet though.
     This might be a bit choppy because it was written over a long time,
     but here. Feedback is welcomed!
The man was grinning from ear to ear that day. It scared his servants beyond
words, but he could care less. He needed today to go perfecty or he was ready
to take off a few heads. Last night he had the maids scrub him raw in the bath
and he chose his most favorite garb to wear, one that wouldn't intimidate, but
still showed his status. His blonde hair was twisted around a bronze head
peice, that, much like his robe, didn't give off his real identity, but assured
he was filthy rich.
He had all the servants scrambling, preparing a bedroom, and cooking a fine
feast for Eren's arrival. Even if Eren's father refused, which was unlikely, he
would still have the young boy by tonight. Eren's father might think he has a
choice, but this is just easier than kidnapping the boy.
Tonight he would reveal his identity to the boy. He could only imagine the
boy's pretty face now. He knew Venus had blessed him by giving him this chance
to love again. Even if Eren didn't love him he knew he could get him to or
force him to. Same thing.
As he walked towards the stables he saw one of his closest friends cleaning the
horse he would choose for today. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a tight
bun, letting two peices fall in the front. She always did weird nice things out
of blue, shifting back to her cold self as soon as you begin to acknowledge it.
" How sweet, " the man teased, surprising her. Annie grimaced at him as soon as
she saw him and continused working on the horses mane.
" I thought that boy should live the high life until you ruin him, " she
grumbled. This made the man frown. He wasn't going to ruin his precious jewel.
By the end of it all he knew Eren was going to love him more than anything.
He grabbed Annie's wrist roughly and silently burned holes into the side of her
face. She didn't change her expression or turn to face his blazing glare. She
simply dropped the comb and to a stepped away from the horse.
" You ever say something like that again I'll drop you off in your barbarian
home land and never let you back into the Empire. " he hissed at her with
clenched teeth. Annie silently took his words in, not showing the fear she felt
at losing the only place she's called home. When he dropped her wrist it ached
from pressure. Annie walked off with her head level not daring to let it drop
down like a servant.
The man took a few deep breaths. He must calm himself before he went to fetch
his love. Everything must be the best for Eren. Clenching his shaking fist he
thought of how wonderful life would be with Eren by his side and took a few
more breaths. After he had calmed down he prepared the horse to his own liking.
He brushed her golden mane and decorated her saddle with expensive cloth and
jewels. When not one trace of Annie's tending was left he smiled and brought
the horse to the front of the building.
There, waiting for him was servants. The all bowed there heads and one, in the
middle, extended their hand out presenting him with a necklace. He raised an
eyebrow and took the jewelry from the servant's hand: " What is this? "
The servant replied softly, " It is a gift from Berdholt. He says that he is
excited for the new arrival. "
The man smirked as he inspected it. It was made well. The jewels were far more
common than he would've liked for his Eren, but the emerald and amber hues that
glistened under the sun reminded him so much of those coveted eyes. It would be
wasted to not see it on the boy.
" Thank Berdholt for me, " the man instructed, putting the jewels away into
sachel. The servant nodded and walked away with the others following suit.
He mounted the horse and arranged his appearance before heading of towards the
thermae. The streets were crowded with civilians, carts and horses, but they
managed to make way for the man. His wealth was noticed and no one got in his
way. This pleased him, he we be able to see Eren sooner.
When he could see the thermae in the distance he increased his speed
considerably knocking a few unsuspecting bystanders down. He payed no mind to
slow peasants though, all that mattered was the mop of brown hair he spotted
off in the distance
On arrival he stopped adruptly at the foot of the steps startling many of men
loitering around. Almost immediately the pretty brunette on the steps perked up
ran towards him smiling brightly, " Sir! "
The man could tell that Eren had also dressed up for the occasion. Instead of a
normal white toga, this one had red embroidered on the edges and there were
colorful flower twisted into crown on his head.
The man smiled down at the boy before sliding off of his horse. Eren seemed to
be in awe of the man's clothing. The man smirked as the boy absent mindedly
took the expensive fabric in between his narrow fingers.
" You are really dressed up today, sir. " Eren commented, looking up to the
metal head piece that sat atop then man's head. He went to touch it, but he
fell devastatingly short and could barely touch the towering man's brow. Eren
pouted slightly, straining on his tippy toes and still couldn't touch it.
The man chuckled and pulled Eren up in to his arms, so he could finally reach.
Eren squealed and the giggled once he was comfortably sitting in the man's
hold. He looked the blonde in the eye as if asking permission, before reaching
up and taking the metal master piece from his head.
" Wow, sir. " Eren sighed, eyes sparkling. While the boy toyed with the head
peice the man took upon himself to set Eren on the horse. Eren's attention
never wavered, but he did mumble a thank you while making himself comfortable
on the mare.
The man laughed at Eren's child like fascination and settled himself behind
Eren. After making sure that the boy was safe between his arms he nudged the
horse on. He slowly accelerated his pace until they were practically blowing
down the busy streets.
When Eren decided it was time for him to give directions he was startled to see
that they were heading towards his house already. He didn't remember telling
the man where he lived. Even though it was slightly creepy he brushed it off.
Maybe the man had seen him at his house while passing by. His house was off the
beaten path, but wasn't strange for nobles to travel into small and wealthy
neighborhoods such as his.
Satisfied with his own excuse, he relaxed back in the man's firm chest once
again. He felt safe then, being encased in the man's burly frame. It was like
it was impossible to fall into danger as long as he was held by this mysterious
man. Then his head ventured off to how this would be every girls dream.
The brunette couldn't deny the man was attractive. He might not have been
everyone's type, but he had strong features that made up for how bland his pale
skin and hair were. Other than that he was caring and rich. The only lady that
he could think of that might not fall head over heels in love with this man was
his sister. Mikasa seemed so much like a man that he doubts she'll ever need
one.
He smiled as he thought of his sister who was same age as him. She had always
been a little over protective. To her, Eren was a damsel in distress at all
moments. If someone even made contact with him other than his family and Armin
they were automatically a pedophile. He never really understood her ways, he
wasn't even that attractive, but loved her nonetheless.
Would Mikasa like the man? Probably not at first. He was confident the man
could win her over though. While he mused to himself they arrived at his house.
He only noticed when he was given a gentle shake on his shoulder.
They were here. He was practically buzzing with excitement. He wanted to jump
down, but refrained when seeing how high he was off the ground. The man
chuckled as he watch emotions shuffle across the brunette's face, ending with a
stare down at the ground like it was going to bite him.
" Here, " the man said simply as he scooped Eren up into his arms. He swung his
legs around to one side so he could slide off easily. When he did he set Eren
on the ground.
" Are you nervous? " he asked the brunette who looked unsteady, emotionally at
least.
After collecting himself Eren smiled up to the man brightly, " Of course not!
My parents will love you. I'll be earning a higher education in no time. "
The man smiled back and ruffled the boy's hair. He knew he was lucky when he
set his eyes on the adolescent. His fondness seemed to be growing by the
second. He took his time appreciating the boy's lythe body as be was led to the
entrance of a house that was similar to one of his summer villas. Eren was well
off, but he was going to spoil the boy with things the brunette could never
imagine.
Before entering the house the house Eren paused and turned around, " Just so
you know my mom's a sweetheart, but my dad looks rather bored on almost every
occasion so don't be discouraged when he looks at you like you're scum. He's a
bit emotionally constipated, but he means well. "
The man nodded, " I'll keep that in mind. "
" All right! ", the Brunette beamed, " Come on in. ". The man smirked as he was
finally on his way to owning the jewel the held his hand earnestly.
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