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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Shingeki_no_Kyojin_|_Attack_on_Titan
  Relationship:
      Armin_Arlert/Levi
  Character:
      Armin_Arlert, Levi_(Shingeki_no_Kyojin)
  Additional Tags:
      Smut, Rape, Rape/Non-con_Elements, Non-Consensual, Explicit_Sexual
      Content, POV_Armin_Arlert
  Stats:
      Published: 2018-03-26 Chapters: 1/? Words: 4312
****** Who’s Been Watching ******
by RonDuhSwan
Summary
     Eren and the gang are off on a secret mission, leaving Armin and a
     few others behind. Levi seizes this opportunity to approach the boy.
     Something he has wanted to do for a very long time...
Notes
     Please do not read if you do not want to read any graphic rape! This
     is something that I had in my drafts that I never posted and decided
     to finish. Again, I cannot emphasize enough that this is non-con and
     very graphic! Also I changed the tag to include underage upon
     realizing Levi is fucking 30 and Armin is 15.
See the end of the work for more notes
     His imagination? Yes, Armin supposed it had to be that. Besides, who
wouldn’t feel like they were constantly being watched in a place like this?
What with commander Erwin and the entire scouting legion overlooking their
training session with Hawk-eyed precision, there was no escaping at least a
glance from one of them. And yet… Armin couldn’t shake the feeling that this
was somehow… different? He could practically feel someone burn a hole straight
through the back of his now sweat-stained shirt (they had been training quite
vigorously for a while now in the burning sun and there was really no helping
such an unpleasantly filthy state). Not to mention the fact that this was not
the first time Armin had felt this way, and he noticed that recently its
frequency grew to a virtually unignorable rate. Still, Armin decided it best to
assume nothing too rash of it. After all, you’d almost except someone’s mind to
wonder in a million directions after being in such conditions for so long, no?
He replaced the thought in mind. He needed to devote every last one to his
training at hand. It was about late in the afternoon when their training
finally ended and commander Erwin called for Armin and his friends to explain
to them their newly mapped expedition beyond the walls. They all sat around the
large wooden table, Eren, Mikasa, Armin, Jean, Connie, Sasha, Christa, Reiner,
Bertholdt, and Annie. Only the best of course, all except Armin ranking in the
top 10 of their class. Armin, who was there because it was nearly impossible to
overlook his abilities. Though it was not exactly a physical matter for him
like his friends, he was a sharp kid, and had even placed just outside of the
top 10. It was no wonder he sat amongst them all, the best of the best. Erwin
sat with them and voiced his plan, Levi and Hanji remained standing at his
sides. They were to set off beyond the walls tonight, as it appeared.
     ”However,” Erwin paused, “I know that I have called you all here, but I
also know that not all of you will be going. You will be gone for more than a
couple days, and we are low on supplies as it is. We can’t afford to send you
all out there just to starve. The reason I called you all here is because this
expedition exists only between you and I. I need those of you who stay behind
to be your missing comrades. Create the illusion that no one is missing.” his
eyes scanned at the faces about before continuing “I know it’s a risky move,
and we’re sure to be left for sacrifices to the titans if anyone were to find
out, but I have faith in you. All of you. You were in the top 10 or your class
for a reason.” His glance shifted into full inspections of each individual’s
face, “Now prove to me you’re all worth your title.” there was silence for a
minute before Mikasa finally spoke, eyes staring blankly at the table before
her.
     “What exactly is it you want us to do when we are on the other side?” she
looked to Erwin finally, awaiting a response.
     “Unfortunately, we are unable to give out any information regarding the
expedition until those of you that are not going leave this room. We can’t risk
anything more than we already happen to be. And besides, that way if you are
questioned you won't be able to give details out of this mission.”
     “Commander,” Jean began “Have you already decided who’ll be staying?”
Erwin kept his gaze to the group in general.
     “Yes,” he paused and looked to Jean finally “I have.” He looked to each as
he said the names aloud “Eren. Mikasa. Jean. Reiner. Bertholdt. I’m counting on
all of you to make it through this expedition alive.” He looked to the
remaining squad now, “The rest of you may return to your rooms to get some
rest.
===============================================================================
 
 
     It was almost disturbingly quiet in Armin’s bunk. He lay there, his jacket
and boots removed, staring up at the bottom of Eren's empty bunk absent-
mindedly. It was only the second day since Mikasa and Eren had set out on the
expedition, but to Armin it felt like a life time, and he realized just how
much harder it was to put up with training without them to help push him
through. He also realized just how much he clung to both of them as he found
virtually nothing to do after training but shower and do the work Corporal’s
been tossing on him lately. Come to think of it, what was it with him recently,
anyways? Ever since the five left for the expedition, Armin has been getting
these weird little flashes of the strangest vibes from him. They never lasted
long, just enough time for him to realize they were there, but it still
bothered Armin. He wasn’t really sure how to explain it… it was just… one of
those things that you can feel in your gut about someone and he just couldn’t
place a finger on what it was. Armin lay on his bed lost in thought, when the
sound of his door slowly opening caught his attention, and he propped himself
up on his elbows to get a better view.
     “Hey Arlert,” the voice was low and monotone, and Armin immediately
recognized it as Corporal Levi’s voice.
     "Corporal?” The room was lit with only one of the candles in the room
(Armin thought it’d be best to save the rest for when the others came back)
which stood on top of a small table next to where he lay, and he could just
barely make out part of Levi’s face. He sat up in his bunk when his other
attempts to see him clearly were lax. He could tell Levi was holding something
in his right hand… a bag it seemed. He closed the door slowly behind him and
reached into his bag.
     ”Here,” he pulled out a single, thick manilla envelope, (Armin swears he
could recognize one a mile away now after having to do all that work for Levi,
even in this nearly blinding darkness) and tossed it to Armin who fumbled with
it in his attempt to catch it, “I hope you didn’t think your work was done
already.” his eyes seemed fixed on Armin.
     “Oh, n-no Corporal. I, uh…” he swung his legs over the side of the bed and
sat there, now getting a clearer view of Levi’s face (or, at least as clear as
the one lit candle allowed). He could see his eyes now and, if Armin really had
to be honest with himself, he wished he would have stayed lying down.
Corporal’s eyes, Armin wasn’t sure what it was that they were doing exactly,
but… he was positive that something in them wasn’t right. His stomach began to
churn suddenly. What the hell was going on? Why was corporal even here, to give
him work to do? It was nearly midnight, wouldn't it be better to just have
given him the folder in the morning? Armin clutched the folder in his hands to
his chest.
     “Do you miss that shitty little brat of yours?” Levi’s eyes didn’t budge
from the hold they had on Armin. Armin knew corporal was referring to Eren, but
he still wasn’t sure what to say. It was a simple question, but for some reason
he could not manage to part his lips to form the right answer. “He’s already
been gone for two days.” Levi didn’t wait for his reply “You probably miss the
little shit already, don’t you?” Levi’s voice seemed to almost blend with the
shadows, its tone nothing along any line of casual small talk. Armin managed to
open his mouth this time, and he wished he could just say something, anything
to get the conversation over with already, even when the sickly feeling in his
stomach that was growing more intensely was telling him to just get up and
leave. Something was very wrong, Armin’s gut never lied. His mind scrambled for
reasons as to why Levi could possibly be here. Not for work that was for sure.
Maybe he was in trouble? Was Eren dead? No god, Armin could never live with the
news of something like that ever happening to his best friend. He would sooner
die than ever live to hear of Eren passing. His hold on the folder at his chest
grew tighter now and his eyes didn’t leave the Corporal’s face, though they
badly ached for him to look away in hopes that he’d turn back to the same spot
to find he had imagined it all. He wasn't ready for whatever it was Levi had to
say.
     “I-” his voice quivered, and he was glad it had come out so inaudibly. He
feared the worst if Levi were to know Armin sensed something off about his
intentions by hearing how terrified he was in that moment. He knew he wasn’t
doing very good at hiding it externally, but he hoped the darkness would take
care of most of the hiding for him.
     ”You know, Arlert,” Levi began to pace slowly around the room to his right
and directly in front of the bunk beds that stood across where Armin sat, his
eyes wandered around the darkness as if admiring some wonderful old painting in
broad daylight. He turned his attention to Armin once again suddenly and met
his eyes. “The thing I like about you is that you’re a smart kid.” his tone
changed and was completely unfitting for the atmosphere it penetrated, almost
chipper. He paused and slowly began towards where Armin sat completely frozen,
eyes beginning to lightly water from forcing them to hone into Levi’s. Levi
stopped when he arrived at the little blonde’s bunk finally, and he tossed his
bag behind him on the bed and allowed himself to plop down next to Armin’s left
side. Armin no longer looked into his eyes. He sat and stared at the ground. He
thanked himself for letting his blonde shaggy mess of hair grow out as it had,
for it now helped shade Levi’s view of his face. He hardly noticed the pain in
his now completely white knuckles from the folder that remained at his chest.
He was too busy pretending not to feel the burning on the side where he felt
eyes digging into his features. He was very unfortunately aware now of the
source of the eyes he had been feeling the past few days. Levi extended his
left arm suddenly but slowly out, and gently cupped Armin’s chin with his cold
fingertips. Armin bit his bottom lip and slowly shut his eyes tight now. Levi
took care to delicately guide the blonde’s chin his direction. Armin’s lip
quivered a bit now and he found he could no longer keep his eyes shut. They
fluttered open to meet Levi’s. “Now…” Levi’s voice was soft and deep, all
traces of the lighthearted tone from earlier completely decimated into
oblivion. Armin could feel it linger in his ears and it shook him back and
forth. Levi slowly pulled the blonde’s chin close till their noses nearly
touched, an inch or so from doing just that, and let his eyes pierce through
his. "I know you’re a smart kid, Armin." Oh god, Armin had long run out of
reasons for Levi’s presence there. "And I know you and I both know I couldn’t
give less of a shit about coming in here so late just to talk about work," He
stopped to wipe a single moist dew from Armin's eye lid with his right thumb,
and he let himself roam through the hair that slipped between his fingers. He
stopped then and let both his frigid palms cup the blonde’s soft pink cheeks
that were now more visible in the candlelight. He slowly closed the last of the
distance between their faces and their noses met in a gentle touch. Levi gave
it, and his cheeks, a few slow kisses before meeting Armin’s nose with his
again. Armin was a statue, completely frozen in shock and fear of what was to
come. He knew Levi’s intentions now. Yes he was well aware, and god did he want
to cry. "The way I see it…" his voice was just barely above a whisper, and it
was just about then that Armin could smell the liquor that clung to Levi’s hot
breath. "This whole place is bound to turn into a shit hole soon enough." Levi
stared into the little blonde’s moist lips while he licked his own. "We’re all
just wasting our times" He looked back into Armin’s eyes for a second before
slowly guiding his lips in a trail down the right side of his neck, "Stalling
our own awaiting deaths." he nibbled playfully at his neck slightly and Armin’s
tears now ran down shamelessly. He could do nothing to stop them but keep
himself quiet. "But you know what, Armin?" he felt a cool right hand move from
its place on his cheek and gently rub and grip at the back of his neck, and a
moist tongue simultaneously made the little blonde give a soft gasp. "I’m tired
of it, and I can tell you get tired of it all too." he continued to slowly lap
at the smooth skin in between sentences and tightened the grip on his neck. "So
how about you just be a good little brat," he gave the little blonde's neck a
soft peck… "Try and enjoy a little fun," then came another one, this time to
his ear, Levi's voice hung so close and low to Armin and he let the rest of his
words slice through him in a whisper "And not give Corporal Levi a hard time…
no?"
     It was then Armin realized how truly helpless he was. Had Levi been one of
his own comrades, Connie, or Jean perhaps, it would have only taken him about
half a second before he'd ripped one of their own balls off and ran to Mikasa
and Eren who would surely finish the job. But… Levi? The Corporal? Such a well-
respected man able to paralyze you with a single flick of his sword? Would
anyone even believe him? That such a man like him, surely with enough admirers
to allow him a wide range to choose from if he so wished, would resort to
coming after him of all people? He could hear his own heart race in his ears
while Levi's left hand attempted to finger at the strap buckle at his chest
where Armin still held the thick file folder. Levi managed to bypass the
folder's block however, and he slowly began undoing the buckle, causing one of
the straps which hung over his left shoulder to now slip down along his arm.
The right one would have slipped off too if Levi weren't resting himself on
that shoulder. Armin loosened his grip on the file that he had almost
completely forgotten about, and left it to slip between his legs onto the
floor. God, he couldn't get himself to think clearly. He wanted nothing more at
the moment than to die, because he could only guess it would be less painful
than anything the Corporal had in mind. He tried to say something, anything,
though he knew it would make no difference. He still felt he had to find the
strength (or better yet, the courage) to say something, so he could at least
say he didn't just shameless take it all without so much as a struggle.
     "Corporal… please…" his voice begged and squeaked softly as his now
bawling face impaired his ability to keep a stable tone. Levi ignored his
pleas, and slowly began to lean Armin back onto the bed. His lips continued to
dance across his neck, his pace now becoming more forceful while climbing over
Armin, and he began to unbutton his white undershirt with his left hand. He
ravished at his neck, holding his right hand at the back of it, grip growing
tighter by the second. His hand had long found the last of the buttons and he
allowed it to run over Armin's smooth, warm skin, finding his left nipple and
squeezing at it softly. His lips now met Armin's and his tongue was quick to
slip through his teeth, letting his moisture take over Armin's own. Armin
breathed heavily through his nostrils and his tears soaked his skin. This
wasn't happening, oh god someone please tell him this wasn't really happening.
His eyes clenched shut, trying to picture being anywhere but here. He had never
been so terrified in his entire life. To Armin, this was the titan, here to
take his life and happiness away. His neck and nipple now began to hurt as
Levi's grip on them grew tremendously and his tongue violently continued to
rush around his mouth. He could feel Levi's pulsing erection in his trousers
when it rubbed against his own member every so often. He squirmed lightly from
the feeling it brought that made his stomach flip uneasily, and he could sense
it giving him some of his mobility back to him. Levi moved his right hand from
behind Armin and it was now gripping harshly at his other nipple, enough to
make Armin give a jolt from the pain searing through him. He tried to kick at
nothing in particular, though he secretly hoped he would hit Corporal… hard.
Levi stopped his tongue suddenly and he let it slip out slowly to drag with him
a single strand of his saliva. He lift up to stare into Armin's reddened eyes
in the darkness, watching as Armin too watched the strand break apart when Levi
licked at it sensually. Armin whimpered at the pain of Levi's fingertips
continuing their work. He watched the lifeless glare that studied his eyes.
     "You wouldn't be trying to hit me, would you Armin?" His grip on Armin's
nipples tightened once again, forcing a yelp from the boy and he jerked his
face away to his right. Oh God, it hurt so bad… why couldn't he just stop.
     "Corporal… it hurts! Please! Stop!" He spoke between sobs. It was hard to
imagine how Armin even came to find the ability to say anything at all. Levi
ignored the blonde's pleas. His fingers continued their work, not budging from
the view of the small boy's face. He scoffed.
     "Tsch- I would have guessed that you of all people would be smart enough
to know not to talk back to your superiors, Armin." He paused to absorb the
view a minute before stopping his grip suddenly, and forcefully turning the boy
on his stomach. He reached to grip at the corners of Armin's shirt right above
his shoulders, and ripped at it, forcing it off of Armin's small torso. He
tossed it aside and reached for his bag, pulling out a long rope and a cloth.
He took the rope first and reached aggressively for Armin's arms. He managed to
extract loud cries of 'No' and 'Please Stop!' from the boy while beginning to
tie his hands behind his back. Armin didn't care anymore that this was
Corporal, that he knew he had no fighting chance, he badly hoped someone would
at least hear his cries for help and save him from this putrid nightmare. He
became muffled and silent suddenly now that Levi swung the cloth over his head
and was pulling back at his mouth, gagging the boy's cries and forcing his back
to arch painfully towards where Levi held his head close to his face.
     "Shhhhhhh," his voice was like venom against his ear, threatening to
deafen him with its nauseating tone, "Someone might hear us." If Levi were
capable of smiling, Armin would have thought this would be a time he would be
doing just that. He was fully aware that Armin wanted to be heard, his
patronizing words letting Armin know so menacingly. Levi returned his head
back, allowing Armin’s back to settle to a less painful state of arch, and he
began his work on tying the cloth behind the blond’s head, pulling a few of his
golden whisps along with it. Satisfied with his work, Levi returned him to his
position on his back and Armin was now forced to watch everything Levi intended
of him. Armin watched him with moist eyes. He watched him stare at his petite
figure with hunger, watched as he slowly brought his lips to Armin’s exposed
belly. Levi allowed his moist lips to drag across the soft, warm skin ever so
lightly, stopping for a kiss or two every so often. Armin closed his eyes. He
didn't want to see anything, he didn't want to be here. He didn't want the
tender lips against his skin to feel good, but it did, and god was he angry at
this fact. Armin was still a virgin after all, and this was in no way how he
imagined it all happening. He didn't want his innocence stolen from him the way
Levi so carelessly planned to. He hoped to god it didn't feel good when he went
further. Armin suddenly felt his belt buckle being worked at gingerly and his
heart throbbed in fear. Levi carefully undid the buckle, still allowing his
lips to trace his wonderfully smooth belly. He yanked at the belt, lifting his
head to be able to fully remove it from its loops.
     “You’re a lot cuter when you’re nice and quiet you brat.” Levi’s cold
words sounded strange calling Armin cute “You see, it’s not so bad. Just enjoy
yourself you shit and don't make this harder than it needs to be.” Armin closed
his eyes, unable to stop the flow of tears that returned to him at hearing
this. It really was happening. This was happening and he couldn't do anything
about it. Why did Eren and Mikasa have to be gone when he needed them the most,
and god did he need them more than he ever had in his life. Levi began to force
the boy’s trousers off of his small hips, sliding them down his beautifully
slender legs, and removing them all together along with his perfectly white
socks. He carefully spread the boy’s legs apart and took in the sight. He could
hear Levi scoff “You fucking perv… you really are getting off to this aren't
you.” Levi pressed against the boy’s crotch with his palm and now Armin knew
what he meant. He hadn’t noticed how stiff his member had become until just
then, and his worst fear had almost become a reality. His eyes fluttered open
in a panic, he needed to see it for himself, hoping he was mistaken in some
way. His eyes met Levi’s palm that, sure enough, rested against his very
visibly erect penis beneath his boxers. He looked to Levi’s devilish eyes,
wanting to justify himself yet not knowing how, not to mention he couldn't say
a thing with the gag that was starting to hurt the corners of his mouth. He
could tell you for certain, however, that he was not enjoying any of this.
Levi’s emotionless glare returned Armin’s stare, and he began to gently massage
his palm against the boy’s erect member. Armin winced at the light electric
feeling his entire body emanated as soon as Levi did so, bringing his legs
together trying to block Levi’s touch. He almost wished he hadn't done so,
because as soon as he had, Levi became furious. He painfully gripped at the
boy’s scrotum out of spite, and Armin’s back arched with the pain that seared
through him, replacing any other feeling to his body he had before then. He
couldn't help the yelp that escaped him, muffled from the gag far too well.
     “I want you to try and do that again, and see what I do to you this time.”
His words were threatening, and no way was Armin thinking of doing it again. It
was exactly what Levi wanted he knew, but he wasn’t ready for that kind of pain
again. Levi forcefully straightened out Armin’s legs, and headed for the hem of
his boxers. He slipped just a few cold fingers inside with both hands,
beginning to tug down on the smooth cotton. They slipped past his hip bone,
little by little exposing more of his now half limp, bald penis, finally
passing the tip and making his penis flick upwards once completely exposed.
Levi continued to slip off the boy’s boxers along his beautifully smooth legs,
standing up off of the twin bunk bed to better slip them off completely. Armin
wanted so badly to hide his now completely nude figure, ashamed to see just how
erect he was even if it was somewhat limp from the pain he experienced there a
bit ago. Even in the low candlelight, he could see a bit of precum beginning to
form at the tip of his uncircumcised penis. He looked up, noticing now Levi
standing next to the bed undoing the buckle from the strap on his chest, and
beginning to unbutton his own white shirt fiercely, eyes deadly fixed on
Armin’s newly exposed crotch. “I always figured you’d be hairless, Arlert.”
Such a comment taking Armin aback, implying Levi had most likely dreamt him up
in situations like this more than once before. His stomach churned just then,
watching Levi undress with eyes now running out of tears to shed. A shame he
had run out so soon, for he knew Levi was just getting started.
 
 
 
End Notes
     Next chapter is at the factory being assembled friends. Im sorry as i
     am busy with classes and work and such! I will do my best though to
     upload it soon. Feel free to comment your thoughts as i am always
     wanting to improve my writing and am quite rusty. Thank you in
     advance yall B)
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