"Ah... Reiner~..."
Eren sighed that name ever so softly, trying his best not to moan too loud. He did not want anyone to walk in on him right now, with his hands in under his pants, arching his back into the mattress, stroking himself gently, and at last, but definitely not the least, he was constantly mumbling the name of one of his friends, a tall, muscular blonde with the name Reiner, to be completely exact. That would probably not be very fun, to have someone discovering him right there. It would be pretty awkward, and he would without a doubt be bullied with it until forever.
Why was he even doing this? Why would he do it, even as he knew there would be a chance that someone would open that door and see him like that? He already knew himself, that the dorms were the absolute worst place to jack off in. It didn't matter that the others were attending to lessons, there would always be a chance that for example that butt head to Connie would think it was a great idea to skip class and go take a nap in the dorms, and then, BAM! There's an Eren, caught with the hands in his pants. It wouldn't just have to be Connie, anyone could burst into the boy's dorms anytime possible.
Even with this in mind, Eren didn't stop anytime soon. He kept gliding his sensitive skin up and down, and with a fluttering feeling blooming in his stomach, he strangled a moan, as he kept imagining those hawk-like eyes. As that butterflyish feeling turned into a swirly knot of pleasure, he squirmed and turned to lie on his stomach, gently lifting his hips to hang above his mattress, to leave enough space for his hand to still move along his shaft. He bit down in his pillow, and he bit so hard that he could have torn the fabric, as the knot in his stomach exploded into waves of bliss, making his fingertips and toes feel electric, and all his muscles tensed, all at once. As he lied there, in that position, hindering himself from moaning in extreme pleasure, he let his cum spill over the towel he had placed conveniently at his hips. He did not want any messes that would give hints away that he was masturbating in the dorms instead of sitting in class. The rumors would spread like fire, and they would reach to the higher-ups. The very thought of any of his seniors knowing such a thing was scary and unsettling. Masturbating as natural and legal, and it was probably pretty popular, too. But being caught doing it really wasn't something you would want when in the Survey Corps. Anyone knowing that Eren was attending his bodily lusts instead of class would reward him in prizes like nicknames and constant sex-jokes.
He finally let his lungs get some oxygen, and in what would have been ten minutes, he was lying on his side, trying to catch his breath.
Even then, after taking care of himself, he couldn't get that strongly build face out of his mind.
"Reiner... why are you doing this to me..." Eren whispered, covering his eyes with his palms. It didn't feel fair at any rate, that Eren felt like this, even as cadet Reiner Braun never had done anything to appear like that to Eren. He was a friend, a good friend, like everyone else. To Eren, it was more likely that he would have feelings for Armin or Mikasa, since they were the two closest to him, even though that would be slightly awkward, and partly disturbing, because he saw Mikasa as a sister, but it would still have been much more likely that it would have been her, rather than Reiner. Maybe Christa, Sasha or Ymir could have made his heart skip, anyone of the opposite gender. Maybe even Petra or Hange. But no, it just had to be a guy. In that case, it could have been someone else, it could first of all have been Captain Levi, though it would probably be pretty scary to be in such a relationship. It could have been Connie, Bertholdt and it could even had been with someone as... ugh... Kirschtein. Anyone.
But no.
No, no, no. That's not how his mind or body rolled. His crotch would always give a tug when he glanced at cadet Reiner Braun, and only on cadet Reiner Braun. It wasn't fair. It was absolutely and completely unfair, that his body gave in for someone he would rather see as a friend, but couldn't, because his hormones or screwed mind, or whatever that was the cause to his feelings, where forcing him to see Reiner in a different way.
It was so embarrassing, when he felt his pants get too tight, but so far he had always managed to hide his aching throbs, or sometimes even calm them down. When it was really bad, he always foresaw it, and he would always get to the toilets before anyone could see or suspect him for anything inappropriate.
It was true, he got along well with Reiner. But he couldn't possibly be anything more than a good friend to him. Everyone knew that he always hung out with Bertholdt, and those two were pretty much inseparable.
Something ached inside of him, every time his thought strained the idea, that Reiner never would look at Eren and feel the same as the boy saw him. Hell, would he ever know how Eren felt? If there was some kind of merciful god somewhere, Eren was sure as hell praying to this higher power that Reiner never would get even a hint of Eren's mainly erotic feelings for the blonde. It was almost scary how awkward and embarrassing it could be if that ever happened.
… on the other hand, Eren wouldn't be able to hold it in forever. His urge to blurt out everything on his mind had risen the last couple of weeks, and everything he would want to whisper came out as a shout. Just because of that, he had already been cleaning the stable (alone) at least twenty times, because he had spoken with a way too loud voice to his superiors. It probably was only a question of time before...
He didn't even wanted to think that thought to an end. Right now, he would have to get up and wash the towel, before anyone could come and take him red-handed.
"Where were you, Eren?"
Mikasa looked questioning at him. She sensed some secrecy in her brother almost immediately when he had sat down beside her.
Armin looked up from his meal at the opposite side of the table, looking with curiosity at his friend. Eren somehow managed to hold down the blood that would have risen up to his cheeks if he had been off guard. But of course, knowing his friends well enough, he had foreseen that question already on his way to the dining hall.
"I took a nap in the dorms... don't tell anyone, please." He said softly, before he bit down in the dry bread they always served at lunch. Armin raised a brow, but he didn't question it. He felt that Eren was hiding something, all right, but then it probably was something embarrassing.
Mikasa weren't easy to get off, though. Just like Armin, she knew that Eren was lying. She put her hand on his shoulder to get his attention.
"You never slack off when we are having strategy lessons. What were you really doing, Eren...?" She mumbled, being cautious that no one other than the three of them would hear it.
"I already said that I was napping, Mikasa. It's not really a big deal, I was tired and exhausted, did you forget that I have been cleaning the stables at least a hundred times a day by now?" Eren answered, clearly annoyed. At first, it didn't seem like Mikasa would give up, but she removed her hand and sighed.
"Okay. But if something is wrong, please tell me or Armin." She said, and went back to eat her food.
"Yeah, yeah, you know I will, don't worry." Eren murmured.
They were only allowed to sit in peace for about a minute, before a whole bunch of people sat at their table.
To be precise, those people where their friends, all of them were loudly laughing and joking about something funny that apparently happened in the last lesson.
"Hey, Jäger, where were ya at the lesson today, you missed the greatest moment in humanity's history!" Ymir immediately slammed her butt right beside Armin, almost pushing the blonde over in the process.
"... What?" Eren said, completely clueless about what the freckled brunette was talking about.
"D-don't tell him, Ymir! Shut up...!"
Connie immediately came running towards the table, almost throwing his food on table, before he went over to her and tried to cover her mouth, but as short as he was, the taller girl could just hold him back by keeping her arm stretched.
"Springer, huh? You really live up to your last name, dontcha, Connie?!" She taunted. Connie's face was slowly getting red of embarrassment.
"N-no, don't tell him, Ymir, he was the only one who wasn't present, come on, please don't tell him!" He pleaded. Ymir just snorted.
"If she doesn't do it, someone else is gonna." Jean placed himself on the other side of Armin's place, with a smug smile planted on his face. With a gasp, Connie almost flew over to Jean and successfully silenced him by grabbing a nearby bread and stuffing it into the other boy's mouth, who only could produce some startled and muffled protests. Ymir cracked up with laughter, which opened a perfect opportunity for Sasha to snatch her bread.
"You guys... be nice to Connie, it was an accident." Krista sat at the edge of the table, right beside Ymir, who quickly noticed the missing link in her meal.
"But you gotta admit, Krista, it was hilarious, you even giggled, I saw it." Sasha said, with her mouth full of Ymir's bread. Krista slightly flinched, but managed to do no more than that, as she began eating her lunch.
"I... I do agree with Krista a little... It was an accident..." Surprisingly, Bertholdt quietly said his opinion, as he carefully sat down beside Eren.
"Yeah, listen to Bert and Krista, it was an accident, it wasn't meant to happen, now stop stepping in it, guys...!" Connie quickly said, desperate to keep the mouths that were willing to humiliate him shut.
"Ho ho, but that's just two people, Springer, the rest of us is outnumbering you~!" Ymir hummed.
"Agh, can't you just not say it?!"
"Dude, quit whining, it wasn't even that bad." Jean, who now had managed to swallow the piece of bread that had hindered him in breathing, smirked almost evilly at the shorter boy.
"Stop saying that, you all know it was horrible!"
"What even happened?" Eren couldn't hold his curiosity back anymore. Despite Connie's desperate begs, Ymir just cackled and began talking.
"Yeah, so the commander, right? He was doing the lesson today, and he then noticed how Connie was about to fall asleep, and then he called the dwarf to the board- Mm mph!" Fascinating enough, Connie had now stolen Sasha's uneaten extra bread and shoved it inside Ymir's mouth, who was caught by surprise. But even so, Sasha retaliated by continuing where Ymir came from.
"Well, Connie obviously were a bit groggy, because he had been so close on banging his head on the table, so he didn't notice where he stepped, and because we were in the class room that has like stairs and the tables are arranged on top of them, he of course trips, and because he chose to sit on the very back line, he falls all the way down the stairs and, like, wow, and if it wasn't enough, he even rolls towards the commander, and what happens next-" Connie was quick again, this time tackling the talking person, and Sasha uttered a startled squeal in return. Though, it would be in vain, because Jean couldn't hold it back, as he laughed while telling the rest.
"Yeah, so like Sasha was about to say, Connie rolls towards the commander, and like, he actually knocks him down. It's amazing how much force there can be in a shortie like him, but that's not the funniest part!"
"N-n-no! Don't say it, stop!"
In a desperate try to get up, Connie tripped over Sasha's legs and fell face first onto the floor again, while Jean could barely talk because he begins to laugh violently, though he managed to spit out broken sentences that gave sense.
"The best part is the way he landed! Oh my god, he lands with his fucking face in the middle of the commander's crotch, and like, Connie, he just goes 'What the fuck', while the commander just stands up and kind of laughs, and then just wow, he doesn't even send him outside the class room, he just orders him to sit down again, and at that point, everyone is fucking dying, because Connie looks like he actually smashed his face right onto someone's dick, and the commander is fucking just normal, like, he continues the lesson like everything is normal, but everyone is fucking laughing and can't pay attention, oh my god, Jäger, why weren't you there?! Oh my god...!"
As Jean laughs himself to tears, Ymir choked on the bread in her mouth, producing sounds that suspiciously sounded like laughter, and Connie curled up in a ball, as his ears began to get deep red. Even Armin and Mikasa at least smiled. Eren just sighed, but not without snorting. That would have been hilarious to watch. If he just had been present...
He almost got red in the face himself, as he suddenly remembered why he actually weren't there. He cleared his throat, before he continued eating, with Ymir roaring with laughter as soon as she has her mouth free of bread, Jean already leaning on the table, literally crying tears as his stomach seems to ache, and Sasha poking Connie with a fork while giggling cheerfully.
"Bertholdt, where's Reiner?"
The tall brunette looked at Armin in an almost startled manner, clearly not prepared for anyone noticing him.
"Oh, eh... I th-think he was going to f-fix something. I'm n-not sure what it was, b-but he said it was important..." He stuttered.
"Hm... all right. I was just wondering." Armin said.
Eren immediately felt his pants tighten a little the second he heard "Reiner". Embarrassed, he almost choked when swallowing soup, and it resulted in a coughing fit. Mikasa immediately slapped his back, almost banging his head into the table.
"Ow, not so hard, Mikasa...!"
"Sorry."
With that, he could thank his sister in killing his sudden boner.
What he didn't see coming, was when exactly that person, who had just been mentioned, suddenly sat down beside him.
"Oh, you're here, Reiner?" Bertholdt said, looking over both Eren and Mikasa.
"What were YOU doing?" It had only been about five seconds, before Ymir leaned over the table and pointed at the blonde, almost like she was blaming him for something trivial.
"... Hello to you as well, Ymir. I was getting my gear from the training field, I forgot it there." Reiner answered. Jean wiped tears from his eyes, as he sat up, facing Reiner.
"How the fuck did you forget it there, with all your talk about being a soldier?" He said.
"I dunno, but of some reason all my blades in it are gone..."
"Oh, shit, now you're gonna get your ass whooped by King Midget." Ymir broke in.
"That would look weird, though..." Armin said, not really accepting the mental image in his mind. Ymir, Jean, Sasha and Connie immediately began snickering.
"Let's... not talk about that...?" Krista whispered, a little scared at that point. Unfortunately for her, Sasha got up from the floor to join the conversation.
"Maybe he'll use a whip... Do you think he's the type who would use a whip?" She said. Ymir began cackling and slammed her palm onto the table.
"Nah, maybe he likes the feeling of naked skin, you know..." Jean whispered between hiccups of giggles, trying to suppress the rising urge to join Ymir in her laughing fit.
"You guys..." Armin mumbled, already regretting that he had commented on it at the first place.
"Maybe he'd like a spanking himself... And more..." Mikasa mumbled with a twitching smile, causing almost the whole table to shake with laughter, drawing looks from other tables in their direction.
"Mikasa...!" Armin hissed, trying to be mature, but still giggled along. Even Bertholdt had to hide his face, as he tried not to even snort. Reiner just sighed with a grin and shrugged.
"If he wants more, Reiner, remember that you'll have to be gentle, he's way smaller than you, he might break under too much pressure...!" Ymir almost screamed with laughter, but somehow was able to hiss out another sexual innuendo, getting several people nearby to blush or laugh or both.
"Okay, stop that, right now, would you...!?" Krista whined, dropping her spoon into her bowl. Her reaction only fueled the laughing, and now, both Sasha and Connie were already rolling on the floor again.
… His friends were having fun, but Eren weren't able to even snort. The before small and unnoticeable boner it was before had grown larger in a matter of moments, as he unwillingly listened to his friends alternatively making up a naughty fantasy, which greatly matched his own ones...
The only change they would have to make was switching him out with Levi.
He suddenly realized that the bulge in his pants would be visible in a few seconds if he didn't do something. In slight panic, he quickly crossed his thighs, but in the process, due to being too hasty, he hit his knee into the table, bumping it upwards and also receiving a fair amount of pain jolting through his leg, also lifting the whole table a couple of inches, before it fell down again, and this resulted in several spilled soups.
"Hey, Jäger, what the fuck are you doing?!" Jean hissed, when a great amount of the contents in his bowl splattered onto the table, and some of it got on his shirt. Sasha and Connie, who both were still sitting on the floor, snorted in amusement, before breaking into laughter again.
"There was nothing funny in that, Cockie!" Jean said, pointing at Connie. Connie coughed at the nickname, and once again whined that the incident not more than half an hour ago had been an accident.
"What was that for, Eren..." Armin mumbled, fishing up his now soaked bread from his soup. Before Eren could even collect sanity enough to answer, his eye caught a glimpse of Reiner looking at him with a surprised face.
"I-I just had a chill down my spine, sorry...!" He quickly blurted out, before he without any other thought stood up, pressed himself past Mikasa and left the dining hall in a running speed, even leaving behind his lunch.
"W-wait..." Mikasa murmured, as she got up just seconds later, following Eren, almost toppling over a random cadet on her way.
"Mikasa- Oh great..." Armin could only stand up and reach out, but Mikasa was already long gone.
Eren could already hear his sister's foot steps only a few meters behind his back, and he turned a corner so sharply, that he almost went into in order to shake her off.
What Eren would had wished, was that he actually would have went right into it, as he lost his balance after bouncing right into a lower person the second he went around the corner, also making several papers and documents his "victim" had been holding fly around in the air.
With stinging, cold and almost hateful eyes, Levi's face looked like it could kill forty titans at once.
"Where do you think you are going, you little brat...?" He said, in a voice so silky and smooth that it was scary. Eren immediately rolled right off the Captain, standing up in haste and made a sloppy salute.
"C-captain Levi!" He stuttered.
Mikasa arrived, just in time to see that midget to a captain finger kicking Eren in the face.
"What the hell was that about, Eren? Why the ass fuck did you do that?" Levi hissed. Eren began to stutter a couple of words, not really giving any sense. He was grabbed tighter by fear for every broken word he tried to pronounce, as he tried to not look his superior in the eyes out of embarrassment. Of all people he could have bumped into, why, why, why did it had to be Levi? The man's eyes looked like they where going to stab a hole right through him, and it didn't help the slightest in his already impossible quest of just apologizing. Mikasa stepped forward, about to try come up with an excuse for her brother in a desperate try to save him (again), when...
"... Eren, just stop talking."
Eren almost yelped in surprise, when Levi suddenly ordered him to be quiet, but not because he had said it especially hard or strict, like he was about to lecture him.
Levi had said it like he had asked him to pass the salt. Like he as talking about the weather.
What worried Eren even more as that Levi wasn't staring venomously at him anymore. Actually, he wasn't even looking at Eren. The only thing he did, was pointing at him. He was pointing at him.
He was pointing at his crotch.
Eren's face went from emotionless to almost terrified, as an increasing wave of heat rolled over his face. He didn't even dare to open his mouth to say something.
Mikasa only gave a glimpse down, before she went backwards behind the corner again. She knew that this wasn't anything she could save, and it would be much less embarrassing for Eren if she was NOT there for once.
A silence so awkward, that even Levi looked embarrassed, slowly spread through the hallway. Eren could hear people talking in the distance, people who were sitting in the dining hall.
He wished so badly that he could have teleported over there.
