Hmm, how do I start this? Well, hey everyone! I'm EternalBlaze5, and like to be referred to as Blaze-chan, or Eternal-san. Just in case you're wondering why you've never seen me around these parts, its because this is my first Shingeki No Kyojin fic! I'm no stranger to writing though, I have over 10 fics, I believe, haha.

I've recently become a hardcore fan of Ereri and couldn't stop myself from writing a story XD

Hope you guys like this!

Who's Dominant Now?

Chapter 1: Now We Meet

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Life has never treated Levi well. How, you say? Well, the logical question would be how could a guy as sharp as him not be treated fairly?

Now, fuck your question. If Levi wasn't treated fairly, by...people, simple commoners, he could easily beat them to a pulp, despite his fun size. Yes, most people were intimidated by Levi because of his cold, hard eyes, his nearly emotionless face, and deep monotone voice.

So under those circumstances, of course it wasn't a mere life force that made him so angry towards the world. Life had fucked him over, twice.

The first curse that this blasted world had placed upon him was his inability to form connections, or relationships. His only friends were masochists like Erwin or Hanji who liked to get cursed out or threatened on a daily basis, and laugh it right off. And it pissed him the hell off that they never took him seriously.

Everyone irritated the heck out of him, and his first thought to anyone who looked at him sideways, or at all for that matter, was how their imperfect faces would look with yet another imperfection added to them.

But, Levi was a kind man. He never dealt the pain without asking them what they wanted broken or bruised. Be it a swollen lip or eye...he really didn't care. As long as they learnt their lesson.

Any girlfriends he'd tried to get only made him want to gag at the fact they always whined, tried to look or act cuter than they really were, or wanted to kiss him or some deeper shit. And will you believe what other putrid acts they'd tried to get him to commit? They wanted him to pleasure them. That was a sinful act on its own, and they'd need to be thoroughly sanitized before he touched any parts like that.

Levi sighed as he walked down the sidewalk, rethinking his life and what in the world he could have done to make it more enjoyable. The sun was shining pleasantly, and since it was the middle of fall, a cool gust of wind occasionally blew against him, tickling his nose, along with the cool weather. He shoved his hands in his pocket as he blew out a warm breath of air, wishing he had dressed heavier today. He had on a plain grey T, a hood-less leather jacket, black 'Levi' branded skinny jeans, and black combat boots.

Is the brand of jeans he's wearing a coincidence? Nope. Levi wasn't a self centered geek or anything, but he thought it was cool to wear something that's basically named after him.(Or so he likes to believe)

Dwelling back into his thoughts, Levi thought of the second curse, or rather mistake that had made his life a mess.

His fucking emotions, and his over honesty. He'd gotten into tons of fights, and fired from even more jobs because of his vulgar mouth. He said what was on his mind, and he hated that fact about him. He was a critical man, and liked to weigh his options, see which route would be more convenient for his future. That was hard to do in most instances because of his short temper, but he felt as though he were getting better at it.

Just a little bit.

Suddenly, hazelnut brown clouded his vision before he collided with something hard and sturdy, causing his smaller form to lose balance as he toppled backwards onto the ground.

Dazed, Levi had to register whether he wanted to rub his butt or his forehead, seeing as both hurt. What had knocked him down?

Slowly, his stormy greyish blue eyes began to open as his head tilted upward, a grimace slowly forming on his face as he eyed the wide eyed boy who'd knocked him down.

"Sorry, are you alright?" He asked, reaching out a hand towards Levi, the older man noticing the odd, yet enticing juniper green color swirling within them. Levi's hand began to reach out.

"I didn't see you," the boy added, causing Levi to scowl. Abruptly, he smacked his hand away raising his own self. Levi stood, as he glared, rubbing his pants off.

"You're not quite friendly, are you?" The boy asked, rubbing the hand that had been hit, against his neck, sheepishly.

"And you obviously haven't been taught the adequate amount of manners," Levi snapped, eyeing him. He wore a thick, dark brown cardigan, with no buttons snapped closed, exposing the white shirt underneath. Denim, fitted jeans adorned his legs, paired with converses that matched his cardigan. He wasn't half bad looking, which was just perfect.

The boy laughed. "How so? I kindly offered a helping hand and you slapped me away. I believe I should be saying that to you."

Levi stepped closer, tilting his head up so the guy could see just how irritated he was. His big, hue filled eyes looked down at Levi, a small smile adorning his face. Levi continued to glare, it hardening as his eyes narrowed even more, waiting for his round, swamp green eyes to show any sign of fear or reluctance.

The said male bought his hand up as he brushed it through Levi's bangs, pulling his hair out of his face as he clutched it in his fingers, roughly. He bought his face closer to Levi's as a small smirk adorned his face, smugness lining his features at the surprised glimmer in the shorter man's once cold eyes.

"You're not very intimidating, you know that?" He whispered, "I could dominate you."

Levi's eyes widened as he felt his cheeks heat ever so slightly. Was he fucking blushing?! No one had ever talked to him that way so it was a surprise. He was asking to get beaten.

Levi's eyes furrowed as he pulled out of the boys grasp, cracking his knuckles. "Alright, you've pushed my fucking limits. What do you want broken? I'll give you ten second before I decide for you."

"Broken?" The shiny eyed male asked, perplexed.

"Too late," Levi growled. Quickly, he clenched his fist as he bought his arm back, pivoting it at full force towards the boys chest, to knock the air out of him. It was a strong tactic to daze the enemy, and take control.

But, his fist suddenly stopped halfway in midair.

Levi's eyes furrowed as he gazed at the hand which grasped his fist, more than confused on how this guy was able to catch it. That had never happened before!

The guy burst into a fit of laughter before pulling Levi towards him, and twisting his arm behind his back. Levi grimaced as he was shoved towards the ground, him squeezing his eyes closed as he waited for the impact.

Instead, a warm hand encased his cheek, before he hit, cushioning his fall. A gasp escaped Levi's lips as a knee was pressed into his back, before a significant amount of weight followed.

The steel eyed man shuddered as he felt warm breath against his ear, as hair tickled his cheek and warmth pressed against the other.

"So eager to fight?" The boy asked, "Well you're not very civil either, it seems."

"Shut the fuck up and get off me," Levi spat.

The younger male laughed, "You're humor is hilarious! By the way, my name is Eren Jeager," He introduced.

"That's so sweet," Levi hissed, glaring up at him. This was humiliating! Being put down by a mere boy.

"What's yours?" The boy, Eren asked as he kept Levi pinned down.

"Why the hell should I tell you?" Levi asked, "I don't think my position is very appropriate for introductions."

"Maybe because I could break your arm, or snap your back at any time I see fit, it wouldn't really matter since this is technically self defense." He pulled Levi's arm to emphasize the fact.

Levi cursed under his breath as he flinched in pain. "Levi...Ackerman…"

"Levi…" Eren breathed right into the smaller mans ear, causing him to fidget. "You're interesting." Eren concluded.

"I usually don't say this often, and especially to guys but, I wanna get to know you more. Wanna go out for some drinks, or maybe coffee?"

"Can you get the fuck off me first?" Levi cursed, monotonous.

"Calm down, I'm moving." Eren assured, letting go of Levi as he raised himself, and Levi in the process.

Levi dusted off his clothes yet again, before gazing at the taller male, taken off guard at his radiating grin, and bright, hopeful eyes. The way the suns light hit them made them a mixture of sage, emerald, juniper, and turquoise. He had never seen eyes that were so...beautiful, as disgusting as that sounded.

"What do you say?" He asked the shorter man.

Levi tsked as he turned his head away. Well, it wasn't like he had anything to do, and the boy seemed interesting enough. He seriously had to figure out how in the world he'd countered him like that. For some reason, he wasn't intimidated at all by Levi, but instead seemed to mock his confidence. That definitely needed to change.

"Sure." Levi's answer was short and to the point. "Not like I had anything to do today, anyways."

"Great!" Eren smiled, grabbing Levi's sleeve as he led him further down the sidewalk. "My car is in the driveway."

"Driveway?" Levi questioned, finally taking notice of his surroundings as he realized he had walked into a neighborhood, and on his side stood a house, which he was guessing was this Jaeger boy's.

His eyes drifted down to the fingers that were clasped on his sleeves, irritated by the sight. "Could you stop touching me? I can walk myself." He snapped.

Eren laughed, letting go of him. "Sorry, it's always been a bad habit of mine, touching someone or something when I get too excited."

Levi lifted and eyebrow as they neared his car, Eren clicking a button as the doors to his maroon colored Ford Fiesta unlocked.

Levi took the initiative to open the door himself, as he plopped into the passenger seat, buckling his seat belt.

His eyes widened as he saw the teal eyed boy get into the drivers seat, and key the ignition.

"Wait a minute, you're old enough to drive? I thought your mom was taking us," Levi scoffed, crossing his arms. Their was no way he would allow someone to drive if he was underage or just a beginner.

Eren chuckled at the accusation. "I'd like to ask you the same thing, since you look so young. And no, my mom isn't taking us. I'm 21, so this is perfectly legal and safe, don't worry."

"Twenty one?" Levi's voice raised just a bit higher than it usually did. "I thought you were no older than fifteen…"

"Nope, those days are long gone, and frankly, I don't miss my teenage years." he sighed, running a hand through his bangs. "How about you? You look about 18. I would guess younger if your features weren't so sharp and mature."

Was that...a compliment? Levi's eyebrows furrowed. No one had ever complimented his face. They always looked at his small, petite body, and figured he was something close to a child. But Eren...he noticed that he was really a man. It was quite ego boosting, to say the least.

"Classified. I don't know you well enough to give you too much personal info."

"Aww," Eren whined, turning out of the driveway as he headed down the road. He shrugged, smiling to himself. "I'll pry myself in one way or the other."

Levi turned his head to look out the window, watching the whirl of colors flash by. "You may just be right."

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"One caramel frappé and a side of strawberry cheesecake, please," Eren ordered, handing the waitress the menu.

"Black coffee for me," Levi ordered. "Make it strong...and so hot it'll burn my mouth."

The girl chuckled, a light blush adorning her cheeks. "It already comes that way, sir."

Levi handed her the menu, and Eren raised an eyebrow as her hands purposefully lingered against his, before she gave a shy smile and walked off.

"She likes you," The male stated, as soon as she was out of ear shot, laying his head on his hand as he gazed over at the shorter man, his black hair hanging over his forehead.

"You think so?" Levi asked, swirling his straw around in the water she had set out. "I come here often so I see her a lot. I like to make her laugh...it's amusing."

"She's amusing?" The brown haired man asked.

Levi shrugged. "It's more so how sensitive her humor is. I can say anything and she'll start grinning like an idiot or laughing."

Eren laughed at that. "Well, that's either cause she likes you and that's her way of flirting, or she's mocking you."

Levi shrugged once more. "If she's mocking me because of my height, we could always fight about it. She might be laughing at the fact that I'm like a grown man in a kids body or some shit. I'm just short is all, cause my dick sure as hell ain't kid sized."

Eren sputtered as he blinked, raising his head. "What the hell?"

He laughed as his surprise wore off. "You sure don't talk like one either. And you're not so bad. I actually like when people are shorter than me."

Levi raised am eyebrow. "Why? So you can dominate them?" He mocked, in a voice similiar to how Eren sounded.

Eren looked up as he thought for a second, before nodding his head. "Pretty much, yeah."

Well, he sure didn't like to beat around the bush.

"Well, you know what, Jaegar? I actually like it when people are taller than me," Levi implied, clasping his fingers together as he laid his head on top, gazing across from him.

"Why?" Eren asked, twirling with his thumbs at the intent stare, those cold, hard eyes making him want to rub some warmth into them.

Levi smirked. "So I can bring them down to size...and show them who's really in charge."

"Hmm, that's cute." Eren stated, smiling as the waitress sat his frappé in front of him, before setting Levi's down in front of him. Levi's mouth twitched. What was up with this little shit never taking him seriously?!

Levi took a sip of his coffee, his lips pressing into a firm line as it slid over his tongue and down his throat.

"Y'know, Jeager," he sighed, loving the aroma that induced his senses, "You're something new."

Eren raised an eyebrow, taking a sip from his own frappe. "Something new in a good, or bad sense?"

"Both." Levi induced, pouring a small amount of sugar into his cup. "Be happy, because not many people get a chance to talk to me, before their face gets pummeled in or they get flatly turned down. Yet with you...it's different, and slightly irritating."

"Irritating?" Eren chuckled, his eyes twinkling as the effect of his risen cheeks, "Are you so used to having everything go your way?"

Levi clicked his tongue, staring ahead, blankly. "Frankly, when it comes to people, yes. Most, get intimidated, either by my face, or my sharp tongue. But you always have some way to counter me…"

"Well that's cause you're easy to counter, and fun to mess with." Eren smiled, swirling some whip cream on the tip of his straw before scooping up a lump and plopping it into his mouth.

Levi felt a vein pop in his forehead at the remark.

"Where did you learn to fight?" He asked, dismissing Eren's earlier comment. "My body is usually too swift and fast for anyone to catch, yet you got me almost, easily."

Eren shrugged. "Throughout my school years their was this blonde haired chick I used to always get into fights with. I got beat every time. After some years, I pretty much attained a similar style to hers, and also took up many skills in both offense and defense. And before I knew it, I could defend myself in any situation, even against her. I do have to thank her for it, cause I guess it was proven today that it comes handy in life."

The corners of Levi's mouth twitched, him debating on whether he should laugh or not. But fuck laughing, he didn't do something so cute.

"So you basically learned from experience, having been bullied your whole life," he stated.

"I wasn't bullied," Eren pouted, sipping some more of his frappe. "We were sorta friends, actually."

"Well ain't that sweet," Levi falsely gushed, gulping down nearly half of his coffee.

"So how old are you?" Eren asked, dismissing his earlier comment.

"And why would a brat like you wanna know?" Levi interrogated, "My age just might scare you away."

Eren didn't looked phased at all. "If you're not below 10, or above 40, then I'd say you're fine."

Levi sighed, closing his eyes as he set down his mug. "Why do you wanna know so much?"

"Why are you trying so hard to hide it?" Eren countered, "I promise I won't stalk you."

"Damn right you won't," Levi snapped, "Or I'll snap your fucking legs."

"Y'know, I don't think that mouth of yours will ever get old to me." Eren chuckled, blinking wistfully.

Levi blinked also, redirecting his gaze as the stupid filter in his head made that statement sound a lot dirtier than it should've.

Eren noticed the slightly uncomfortable look on his face, along with a hint of pink dusted over his pale cheeks, his lips curving into a small smile.

"Y'know I like it when you blush. It contrasts really well with your pale face, and dark hair," he complimented, "Just what is making you blush, I wonder?"

Levi's lips pressed into a firm line as his head snapped towards Eren, a dark glare on his face. "It's nothing, and I'm not blushing!" He yelled in an almost half whisper, his eyebrows furrowing at the mocking glint in Eren's eyes, that were so expressive.

"Hmm...alright," Eren stated, reaching a finger out as he poked Levi's warm cheek. "Your body is telling me otherwise though...you like it when I talk, don't you?"

Levi's eyes widened, as he cursed his face. This stupid brat using such words! He was doing this on purpose. Silently, he turned to look out the window, harshly grabbing his mug as he gulped down some more coffee.

"I'm 28," Levi confessed, fed up with his smug attitude, "So start treating me like a superior."

"28?" Eren questioned, lightly smiling, "Did I tell you that was my favorite number?"

"Stop fucking around," Levi hissed.

Eren sweat dropped. "Sorry, just trying to lighten the mood back up."

Levi laid his head on his hand as he propped up his elbow on the table, gazing at the teal eyed man across from him.

"Why are you excited?" his eyes gazed at Eren's hand as he rubbed up and down the length of his mug, the other fiddling with the napkin holder nearest to the window.

Eren slightly jumped at this question, before he directed his gaze at steal, silvery eyes, which held so much boredom in them.

"That's a good question…" Eren pondered aloud, awkwardly chuckling, "Maybe it's because of you?"

This time it was Levi's turn to be surprised. His eyelids raised for a fraction of a second, before they immediately dropped, his change in expression happening too quick for the eye to see.

"What could I have possibly done to make you excited? Don't tell me you're a sadist and memories of having me pinned down are turning you on."

Eren's eyes widened considerably before he directed his gaze elsewhere, staring out the window as he bit on his lip. "Don't get ahead of yourself," he mumbled, "I already explained to you before. You've peaked my interest, is all."

"That's nice to know," the sound rolled off of Levi's lips, it almost holding a sultry undertone. Yet, Eren figured by now that his voice was just naturally attractive.

"So in what way of interest are we talking about?" He asked, smirking. Eren could feel his gaze crawling over his skin even though he wasn't even looking at him.

Eren swallowed thickly as he redirected his gaze back to Levi, that confidence returning in his eyes, and Levi becoming quite peculiar of the story that could be told just from them.

"Whatever way you want it to be," Eren tried to make it sound alluring, yet ended up laughing anyways, waving his hand in the air as he eyed Levi's curious glare. "Just kidding, just kidding. It's a 'friend' type of interest. I don't think I have one quite like you, yet."

"Yet?" Levi questioned, raising an eyebrow, "Are you saying that you expect to find someone else like me? Listen here, brat. I'm the only person you'll ever meet who has a personality as sexy as mines. A shitty brat like you should be more than happy to have bumped into me."

Eren chuckled, his eyes shining as his cheeks rose. "I wouldn't really call your personality sexy, but it is quite the unique one. I'd say I am pretty lucky to have bumped into you."

Levi blinked back shock and embarrassment.

"I mean, it's not everyday that you get to meet a twenty eight year old dwarf!" He threw his head back as a hearty laugh erupted from his mouth holding his stomach, he opened his closed eyes only to see narrowed ones and a deathly glare on the older males face as he sat across from him.

"Take. That. Back." Levi growled like an animal, a murderous gleam shining in his eyes.

"Or what?" Eren laughed, wiping tears from his eyes.

He gasped as he suddenly felt a hand clasped around his arm, looking to his right with widened eyes as he saw Levi beside him. He didn't even have time to talk before he was yanked out of his seat, being dragged across the small cafe.

What strength...how could he move him so easily?

Eren closed his eyes as he was slammed into a restroom door, wincing as his head collided with the hard wood. He looked around, seeing that they were out of view from everyone else, and that the shorter male was glaring daggers at him as he held him by his crumpled up shirt, his face dangerously close to Eren's.

Eren could see a storm brewing in those cold, greyish blue eyes, and he'd be lying if he said Levi's gaze wasn't even a little frightening.

"Brat," Levi hissed, accentuating the word as he stared into wide, frantic, juniper and teal colored eyes, "Apologize," he simply stated.

Eren gulped as he grabbed Levi's hand, trying to tear it away from his clothes.

"Don't fucking touch me," Levi stated sharply, Eren quickly retracting his hand.

Eren felt sweat trail down his temple as his pupils shook in...excitement? His blood was pumping, his heart was racing, and fear coursed through his body. Yet, it was overridden by his pure amusement in the situation.

"And if I don't apologize?" Eren asked, lifting a smug eyebrow as Levi's eyes narrowed more, something different beginning to mix with that swirl of silver.

"Then I'll bite your shitty neck," He emphasized the word to prove his point. Eren grasped the wood behind him, his heart beating furiously and raggedly in anticipation.

"Do it, then. Give me your best shot, chibi-chan," Eren breathed, it coming out softer and needier than he may have wanted it to.

"Hmph, you've got guts," Levi smirked, leaning forward as he eyed the tanned skin of Eren's long, muscular neck.

He closed his eyes as his lips connected with the surprisingly soft skin, flicking his tongue out as he licked across it, before baring his teeth and scraping them across the skin.

Eren inhaled sharply as he felt Levi's sharp teeth begin to dig into his flesh, before he suckled it into his incredibly warm mouth, and pulled away, blowing a light stream of air over the slowly darkening pink bruise.

Eren exhaled a shuddering breath as Levi pulled away to gaze at him. The older male was caught off guard by the youngers...more than tempting expression.

His lips were wet, and slightly parted, as a light, rosy red blush heated his cheeks. His eyelids were slightly drooped as they held a certain lust? in them, his chest moving noticeably up and down with each breath.

Noticing his intent stare, Levi directed his gaze elsewhere, wiping his mouth off with his sleeve. Eren's skin felt a lot better against his lips than he was expecting, and his body was so warm…

"Why does it look like you enjoyed your punishment?" Levi scowled at the boy, Eren blinking as he straightened himself out.

That blush remained on his cheeks as his fingers ghosted across his neck, lightly rubbing the spot in which Levi had bit.

"I didn't think you'd really bite me…" He pondered aloud. Levi noticed how tightly he was squeezing the door handle, as he gazed at Levi was bright, vibrant eyes, and a radiant expression.

"That was punishment?" Eren chuckled, "I'll keep that experience in mind the next time I decide to tease you. I quite liked it, by the way."

Levi couldn't help but feel flustered and slightly anxious. He liked it? What the hell?!

"Idiot, don't you have a filter in that shitty head of yours?"

Eren shrugged. "I like to say what's on my mind."

Levi rubbed his temples, a headache beginning to form. He guessed, in a way, that aspect of themselves was similar.

Eren removed his hand from his neck, tugging it into his pocket as he pulled his phone out, and as Levi eyed the light bruise he'd placed upon the males neck, he couldn't help but feel even the slightest bit satisfied.

There was no doubt about it, out of the both of them, he'd be the most fitting dominant.

A/N

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So how was it? Good? Great? I always feel like the feedback an author gets on the first chapter is always the most important, I guess it's to give them a general idea of how well their story will do? As of now, I have no idea how long this will be, and I seriously don't even know if it'll be continued. It depends on you guys!

But thank you for reading, and hopefully I will see you again. ^~^