Acceptance And Sex XD Chapter 1 A lot like Vegas, an attack on titan/進撃の巨人 fanfic

Eren hadn't slept in days. His fathers words kept ringing through his ears. Haunting him. Making his eyes sting and his throat feel thick.

"It's all your fucking fault Eren! She'd still fucking be here if not for your sorry ass! It's your fault she went out that night!"

The teen sat with his legs pressed to his chest on his mattress. His watery eyes looking straight ahead. It had been 3 years. And that night was still all he could think about.

"Mom?" Eren's voice broke over the phone.
"Eren? Honey where are you? You've been gone 2 days! Do you know how worried we've been?" Carla's sounded frantic, worried, and mad.
"I'm sorry mom... can you come and get me? Something happened and I- I don't know what to do. Please mom. I need you and Jean might notice if his cell phone is gone long enough."
The anger disappeared. "Eren? What happened? Did something happen with you and Jean?"

Eren started sobbing. "He hurt me ma. Jean hurt me. And he- him and his friends, they started to touch me. They're drunk and I'm so scared."
"I'm coming Eren. I'm coming as fast as I can. I'll be there soon. Just hide and stay away from them."

She arrived three towns over in less than thirty minutes. Pounding on the door to Jeans apartment.

Jeans friend opened the door. Eren didn't know his first name. He just knew his last. Reiner.

Carla burst past him towards the back of the apartment. "Eren? Eren?!"

Reiner grabbed her by her hair. "The fuck is this? You know this bitch Jean?"

Jean squinted at her. "That's Eren's mom."

Reiner smiled "My my, you made one cute little punk. Mmm. You have his eyes. What I'd like to do to you."

Carla spit in his face. "Fuck you. I'm here for my son now LET GO!" She rammed her elbow into Reiner gut and ran to where Eren stood frozen in the hall.

"Hurry Eren! Go!" She shoved the keys into his hands and pushed him out the door. "Get in the c-!"

Eren spun around.

Reiner was gripping Carla by the throat. "You fucking bitch. I'd love to watch you die." He started squeezing her throat.

"Eren!" She gasped, "Get the hell out of here! Go!"

Jean put his hand on Reiners arm. "Reiner stop! You're going too far! Reiner!"

"Fuck off Jean!" He smashed his fist against the side of Jeans head. Sending him flying into the long wooden table. Blood running down the side of his face.

"MOM!" Eren reached forward.

"Eren." She said. Tears ran down her cheeks but her expression and voice was calm. "Eren he has me. You need to leave now or he'll kill you too." She gasped for air. Reiner was visibly squeezing tighter. "Eren. Make my life count. Get out of here. L-leave now. LEAVE!" Her face was purple and her eyes bulged from her skull. A plea in her eyes. Leave.

"I love you mom!" Eren sobbed.

He ran out the door to the car. Forcing the key into the ignition. He fumbled around and found his mothers phone, dialing 911. He looked up in time to see his mother neck snap in the mans large hands.

Soon after the funeral his father began to drink. A lot. He lost his job and began to receive money from his unemployment. Grisha was a fine doctor. Now he was a drunken mess who did both illegal and legal jobs "under the table"for added income.

Leaving Eren to balance schoolwork and two part time jobs in order to keep their small apartment, pay his cell phone bill, and buy life items(toiletries groceries clothing etc.).

Eren rarely slept. around 30 hours per week was the norm. About 4 hours a night sometimes he got less. he rarely got more.

He got up from his bed and walked shakily to his bedside dresser. Pulling it open. He tried to resist. But he loved the feeling of being numb. It was better than being in mental pain. He reached into the dresser drawer. Pulling out the smooth, sharp, sweet metal medicine.

The razor found its way to his wrist. He pushed it into his skin feeling the hurt and the pain bleed out onto the wooden floor. Slicing again and again until his arms shook and his head felt light. This wasn't okay. He knew he needed to stop. But in a weird way, this physical pain was sweet and he knew what was happening. He could deal with this pain. This pain didn't last years and years. Like the relief it brought, it was only temporary.

He made his way to the dark and musky building on the corner of the street. The sun was setting and the customers would arrive any hour. He slipped through the door of the dimly lit bar. By law he wasn't allowed to work there, he was only 17. But there was a lot of illegal stuff in the area. As long as people were safe enough, the police didn't care.

He rushed into the changing room and threw on his "uniform". Sina was an entertainment bar. Meaning the staff served drinks in arousing get-up. He was never in a slutty kitten outfit or any of that type. He wore simple black pants with a thick silver chain hanging from the silver belt. As an extra he had to apply oil to his abs to catch the light and impress the guests.

After dressing he came up to his manager, Mr. Erwin. "What's my role tonight?"

Erwins gaze ran down Erens shimmering abs down his v line. Internally moaning. If he didn't love the view so much he would have Eren cover up more. He wanted Eren all to himself.

"Hmm?" He asked, "Oh, yes. I'm having you on bar duty. And Eren?" He stood and walked over to slide his hand down Erens back and stop slightly under his belt line. "You were a very good boy last night. We should do that again. I know how much you like to be a lttle slut." He smirked.

Erens eyes glazed over. Sex didn't mean a thing. Sometimes it helped with the pain. He'd do it again. Sure. If it just pushed away the pain. "Yes sir. We should. Is that all?"

Erwin licked his lips. "Yes. That's all."

Eren left his office feeling empty. His body didn't belong to him. His body belonged to Grisha, and Grisha had given his body to Erwin to pay off his huge debt to this bar for all the booze and all the company of busty women. Every night with Erwin was more than around two weeks worth of debt paid off. Eren hated Grisha but what was there to do? He didn't know. He couldn't run. All he had was this town.

He went to the bar and began cleaning glasses as the first customer entered. Many followed. Their pockets filled with tips, and their pants bulging with erections.

An hour later the bar had filled with loud man old and young. A young man approached the bar. Eren had already seen him multiple times that night ordering hard liquor. He was drunk.

"Hellooo cutiiiiiee. Whoa." He said stabling himself. He burst into laughter. "See you're so cute I had to keep coming back up to the bar to see you! Now look at me. I'm drunk. But that's okaaayy. So," He said leaning in, "Do you wanna fuck? Cause I'm ready."

Eren flashed his practiced smile. He wasn't up for a quickie. "Sorry sir. I have to work."

"Oooh, come on. You look like a dirty boy. It'll be quick baby. How 'bout it?"

"Sir, I'm working. Why don't you go admire the entertaining staff?"

The man suddenly grabbed Erens wrist. Twisting it painfully. His voice turned hostile. "Look boy. We're going to fuck whether you are working or not! Let's the busy aye?"

As soon as he was finished speaking his body went flying across the bar and into the wall at the other end, his hand releasing Erens.

Eren looked up. Or rather... down. There was a man standing there with his fist still in the air. He was just up to Erens shoulder in height. Dark black hair spilled down over his forehead. He appeared to be around 28 years of age. But they way he carried himself made Eren think he was much older. He also had a very bored expression.

"Get the fuck away asshat." The man said. His voice matched his expression

Wait, asshat? Eren thought.

The drunk man he had sent flying somehow managed to get up.

"What the... oww." He said. Blood leaked down his head onto his shirt. A contusion was already forming over his left eye. His skin was split in another area. Who was this man who had punched him? Hulk?

With a string of profanity he and his friends left the bar.

"Fucking kids these days." The man- his hero- mumbled.

"Hey, thanks a lot. That guy was scaring the shit out of me." Eren said to him. "Drinks are on me."

The man finally showed emotion. A small smirk.

"Trust me. That isn't necessary." He replied.

Eren smiled. The first real smile in a very long time.

"I'm Eren."

The man leaned in. "You're cute Eren. Levi." He said.

"Well Levi. thanks for the help. And the compliment. What's an old man like you doing at an entertainment bar?" He said in a flirty voice.

He was up for a quickie now. Oh, jeez... was he into older guy? Gosh, daddy issues much?

Levi's eyes darkened. "Looking for a hot guy to take home. I've only seen one."

"And who's that?" Eren asked biting his lip.

"If you let me buy you a drink or two I'll tell you."

Eren was starting to like this guy. "Alright old man. You can buy me a drink. I'll have a beer. What do you want?"

"Scotch."

Eren turned around to grab the drinks. Allowing Levi plenty of time to check out his ass.

When he turned back he set the Scotch down and Levi started to pull out his wallet.

"You really don't have to pay." He said.

"Trust me. It's fine." He handed the money over and got his back change. "How old are you Eren? You look too young to be working here."

"Yeah. I'm 17. 18 next month on the 13th."

"So pretty much legal, yeah?" Levi said smiling.

Eren smiled back. "Pretty much legal."

Levi continued to buy Eren drinks until the boy was stumbling around and being very touchy. Normally Levi didn't like to be touched. That spreads dirt and filth but he made an exception for Eren. Cause Eren was hot as fuck. And shirtless.

Eren was soon sitting on the bar with his arms around Levi's neck. His face flushed. Levi ran his hands down Eren's sides and nibbled his neck. "Want to go back to my place? Where it'll be a little more private?" He breathed into Eren's ear.

Eren shivered. "Marco! Oi!" He yelled to the staff member at the far end of the bar. "Catch my shift will ya? I'm goin' home witha 10!" He slurred.

The man called Marco smiled and blushed. He seemed way too nice to work at a place like this. He nodded. "Sure Eren. Have... fun."

"Fuck yeah I will!"

Eren lightly bit down onto Levi's collar bone.

"Nnn." Levi said. "Let's get back to my place."

They climbed into a sleek black car and drove into the nicer neighborhood. Eren keeping his hand pressed to Levi's upper thigh. Levi's breath becoming ragged when his hand slid higher.

His pants bulged. Dammit he needed to get home quicker.

When they pulled in to the drive Levi jumped out of the car and grabbed Eren, picking him up and running through his huge house.

Which surprised Eren. His thought process going something like this: This guy is tiny. But he's strong. Really strong. The sex will be great.

Levi threw Eren down onto a large bed. His eyes filled with lust. He began to unbutton his hadn't slept in days. His fathers words kept ringing through his ears. Haunting him. Making his eyes sting and his throat feel thick.