B/N: Wahh~ Thank you all so much for the support. To be honest I really didn't think this story would grab as much attention as it did. The followers aren't in the hundreds but I'm really grateful for everyone I receive. Especially since there's so many Levi/Eren stories on this site. I would like to thank the ones who took time out to comment also. I really enjoyed reading them. Warning: This chapter contains graphic scenes, violence and swearing (Levi). Enjoy~
"AH!" Eren released a blood curdling scream as scorching hot water was suddenly poured mercilessly down his back and head. He growled in anger or what he thought was a growl, but it was far from intimidating. A mocking laugh pierced the room as the weak and somewhat sedated young man had no time to catch his breath before his body was harshly scrubbed with an old Luffa sponge. The room was unbearably bright, it made his head throb to the point where he thought it was going to explode.
"What a high class lil bitch you are." Eren groaned with a mixture of exhaustion and pain as he was forced onto his back, agitating some of the bruises there. Fire burned within his eyes as he was forced to gaze at the dick who caused him to be in such a pitiful state. A sneer crossed the man's features at the death glare he was receiving. "What's with that look? Do you want to hit me Jaeger? Huh?" Eren hissed as the man's nails dug viciously into his inner thighs while attempting to part them. "Answer the fucking question. You're usually so vocal but today you surprisingly aint got shit to say." Thin trails of blood seeped from the punctured wounds as the man refused to let go. Eren bit onto his lower chapped lip, struggling to repress the scream that hung from the tip of his tongue. If there's one thing he wasn't going to give this asshole, it was the satisfaction of hearing him in pain. The sadistic man laughed as he squeezed a bit harder. "You always were a stubborn lil bitch." Eren's body trembled out of pure exhaustion. When was the last time he slept? Hours? Days? His mind in a haze and without hesitation the ocean eyed boy gave his abuser a face full of saliva. Eren grinned mischievously as the man's hands retreated from his thighs and a bone chilling expression painted his face. "You. FUCKING BITCH." The man hissed through caged rage as he wiped the spit from his face.
Eren merely laughed weakly in amusement. It hurt like hell, but right now he didn't give two shits about his mangled body. "What are you going to do? Hit me? Huh Horseface?" he challenged. The man saw nothing but red as he grabbed a handful of Eren's hair, almost tearing it from the roots. The ocean eyed boy's smile refused to waver as he watched the enraged man cock back a tightened fist. What's another bruise among many? In all honesty Eren never really minded them. He took pleasure out of being hit, abused in every way possible and most importantly controlled, but with every cut or blow he received there was always one ingredient missing. The most important one: Love. Eren adored being the center of attention when it came to his owner and when they yearned for his body, but he always could tell they never really loved him. He was nothing but a mere toy and this realization always ended with him rebelling or being thrown out. How pathetic. Before the seething man could unleash his wrath on Eren's face, the door opened.
"Jean! That's enough!" Ymir barked, causing the man to stop in his tracks. "I ordered you to fix him up not make em worse. What would we look like if we handed over overly damaged and mutilated merchandise to a customer? Eh?! A high paying one at that." Jean clenched his teeth together before pushing Eren back onto the floor. "Go get the paperwork ready. I'll handle things here."
"Tch. Whatever." Jean murmured bitterly as he left the room.
Putting Horsefa—I mean Jean aside, Eren's face lit up in a way after hearing Ymir's words. "I—I'm being bought?" The young man's face beamed with such innocence and excitement, Ymir almost fell for it. Eren has been here for how long? God she should be used to his tricks by now.
"Cut the crap Jaeger." She ordered in a stern tone as she began to unlock Eren's restraints. "Don't try to act all surprised. You already know the drill." The innocence Eren showed earlier faded so quickly it was as though it never existed. The young man gently licked at his bruised wrists from the cuffs being too tight. He chuckled at Ymir's accusation. "Up on your feet." Eren willingly obeyed. Ymir then handed him a simple pair of jeans, a white shirt, a light jacket and sneakers. Silence build between the two as Eren slipped a slender leg into his jeans, no underwear needed. It was probably going to be ripped from his ass in the car anyway. "Why don't you look pretty Jaeger?" Ymir teased after the young man stood before her fully clothed. "You're the only pet here whose clothes we have to lay out like a mommy does her 5year old." Eren's tanned cheeks instantly turned a bright red as he grit his teeth in anger. "Now. Now. Now. Don't be going savage on me or we'll have to give you another dose of medicine." The ocean eyed boy instantly calmed down. He remembered the last time he went berserk. It was during his time on kitchen duty. Eren never admitted it but he loved cooking for others, but cleaning up after was another matter. He had just finished making a stew for the other pets when Jean waltzed in and took a sample right from the pot before spitting it back in. Let's just say Jean ended up getting 12 stitches on his arm and Eren was stuck with the muzzle. God he hated the muzzle. That's one thing he won't miss about this place. At that moment Jean walked in carrying the requested paperwork. Still clearly pissed off. "Ah. Thank you. Go tend to the pets that weren't purchased tonight." She then turned to Eren. "Jaeger. Follow me. This guy isn't like the other bozos that bought you. So I want you on your best behavior. Stand up straight. Do not speak unless spoken to. No direct eye contact unless given permission. You will address him as sir or master unless he gives you a preferred alternative. He will receive nothing but respect from you. Are we clear?"
Eren smiled in a sickly manner. "Of course." Ymir grumbled to herself as she opened the door, revealing the empty dance floor of the club. It had to be around at least 3am or 4. The club was always cleared out after the auction was finished. Eren looked around and saw a few pets leaving with their owners on leashes. He suddenly began to feel nervous at the thought of a new master. It's been a couple of months since his last one. Eren's imagination went wild. His thoughts roamed on what his new master would look like. Probably handsome or decent looking. Eren's masters were always decent at best. Definitely smart and wealthy. How much did he pay for him anyway? Maybe blonde, with a killer smile and a body to die for. Still stuck in his daydream, Eren's body automatically came to a complete halt after hearing Ymir's voice. "Hello Levi. This is your new pet Eren. Eren this is Levi."
'Tall and Sexy.' Eren thought with a light blush gracing his cheeks. The young man instantly snapped out of it and gazed up with smiling eyes. "H-Hello Master. Th-Thank you fo—" After realizing no one was there Eren's eyes began to scan left and right in a panic but the only thing he could see was a drunken unconscious woman near the bar, Krista and Ymir. "Umm."
"Why the fuck is he looking around like that? Is he retarded or something?" The sudden hard voice scared Eren half to death. His beautiful blue-green eyes travelled downward to see a man (or boy) umm…person wearing the most terrifying expression on his face. Damn if looks could kill Eren would be a bloody heap right now. Eren gave the stranger a skeptical look. All his previous dreams of a tall and handsome master was instantly grinded into dust.
The young man frowned in disappointment. "I can't believe you sold me to a fuckin imp Ymir. Couldn't you fin—" It happened in an instant, before Ymir could scold the boy for his rudeness and before the remainder of his insult left his lips, every little ounce of Eren's breath left his body. His eyes widened to unimaginable lengths as he doubled over in excruciating pain. Time stood still as Levi gave the boy a devilish knee to the stomach. Krista covered her mouth in shock. Ymir began to internally cry as she heard the sound of her bank account draining in the distance.
"I am terribly sorry Levi." Ymir apologized in a haste. "If you want a refund th—"
Levi ran his hand through his silky black hair while looking down at the boy withering on the floor in agony at his feet. The boy was stubborn all around. Any normal person would have passed out instantly after a hit like that. Levi silenced Ymir's rambling with a motion of his hand. "Get up." Steel grey eyes bore holes into Eren as he struggled to stand on imbalanced feet. The sound of this man's voice, it oozed authority yet at the same time it was sexy. Eren couldn't help but tremble in excitement. "Paperwork."
Ymir blinked stupidly before handing Levi the documents. "Ah. Yes my apologies." She laughed nervously. Levi scanned through the paperwork, notorious for his speed reading skills before signing on the dotted line. He then shoved them back into Ymir's hands who was obviously on edge about the whole ordeal. "Thanks again. Would you like a complimentary leash and collar for your pet?"
"Not necessary. If the brat even takes a step in the opposite direction as me I'll break both his fucking knee caps." Levi threatened so casually it sent a wave of fear (and pleasure) throughout Eren's body. The petite male then turned to leave with an eager Eren right behind him but he suddenly stopped as though realizing something. "Another thing. Can you make one of your goons useful and put that piece of shit in the backseat or trunk. Whichever." Ymir turned to see a sleeping drunk Hanji snoring loudly and drooling on the bar with an empty glass in an iron grip.
Ymir sighed. She was too old for this. "Alright." Levi then continued his journey outside with Eren chasing after him. Damn was he fast for a guy with short legs. The cold early morning air greeted them to Levi's displeasure as he made it to his car. Eren's eyes lit up at the jet black Rolls-Royce Phantom. It seemed to fit Levi's personality in every way. Classy yet cool, bold and mature. Eren slid in the passenger's seat and gazed around at the even more impressive interior that was decorated with various silvers, blacks and greys.
"Seatbelt." Levi stated simply as he started the car, but his tone of voice made it seem as though he were annoyed. He then watched as the young man became flustered and clicked the safety device around himself. Levi sneered in disgust after taking in the boy's appearance. He was undoubtedly cute in the face, but his hair and clothing. Levi's eye visibly twitched as he stared at Eren's messy thick straw-like shoulder length hair. When was the last time he ran a comb through it or better yet washed it? And his current attire. Dingy jacket with faded ripped jeans and old sneakers. Levi then looked at the boy's hands and couldn't help but shudder. His nails were dirty and unkempt. He was afraid of what his feet were like. If this kid wasn't the epitome of a hobo, Levi didn't know what was.
Eren noticed Levi's unwavering stare and how he seemed to be checking out his body. A beautiful dark blush crept on his tanned cheeks as he began fidgeting shyly in his seat. "D-Does master want to play with me?" he questioned in embarrassment. Levi's eyes doubled in size as he literally fought down the urge to vomit. He didn't know whether to be pissed off, disgusted, insulted or all three. The petite man's skin literally crawled at the thought of Eren's filthy appendages touching him. Eren cocked a bushy untamed eyebrow. "Master?" he called gently after noticing Levi's strange behavior. At that moment the backdoor opened, drawing Eren's attention. He watched as the drunken woman from before was placed in the backseat where she curled up in a ball, a huge smile on her face. God was she a heavy sleeper. Ymir then waved them off with Krista at her side. Eren smiled but sneered when he saw Jean behind the couple. He politely flipped the guy off as the car drove away. Silence filled the lavish ride, nothing but the snores of Hanji could be heard as Eren headed to an unknown destination. He hated awkward silences. It was almost as bad as being alone. "Master is there any rules I should know about?"
Levi visibly tensed as he gripped his stirring wheel tightly. "Rules? How about thou shall shut the fuck up and speaketh when spoken to." Eren frowned. He didn't like that rule. He folded his arms across his chest as they suddenly pulled into a parking lot. The car then came to an abrupt halt and Eren stopped pouting long enough to notice he was in a McDonald's drive thru. A too cheery voice (well too cheery for 3am) seeped from the intercom. "Yeah. Can you give me one Big Mac, a large fry and a large sweet tea?"
"Alright. Anything else sir? ~"
Levi took a moment to look at Eren who gave him a weak gentle smile before turning his attention back to the menu. "And a happy meal. No toy."
Eren's body became paralyzed with shock. 'Happy Meal?! This guy is Satan.' He cried internally. Eren didn't realize how hungry he was until he actually held the food in his hands. The young man basically drooled as he quickly opened the Happy Meal box, revealing its contents. "Th-Thank you, master." Levi replied with his normal grunt as he took tedious sips of his sweet tea. A slight frown crossed Eren's lips. This guy was so hard to figure out. He was so different from his other masters. Every word that leaves his mouth is a threat. It seems he can't show any emotions other than boredom and anger and worst of all he hasn't come on to the ocean eyed boy at all. Eren wouldn't say it out loud in fear of pissing off his new owner, but playtime for him was a must.
"For every crumb I find in my car, I break a finger." Levi warned as he took another sip of his drink. Eren's face turned grim as he slowly began taking small bites of his burger, making sure to hover his meal over the happy meal box in case any stray crumbs were to fall. As expected, the rest of the car ride ended like this. Silence, Eren cautiously eating his food and Hanji snoring like a grizzly bear in the backseat. Levi's car soon pulled into his condo's parking garage. "Get out." The sharp eyed man ordered after parking in his assigned spot and turning off the car. Eren didn't waste any time and did what he was told, making sure to take his trash with him. He stood idly by and watched as Levi opened the back door and without any effort whatsoever threw Hanji over his shoulder. Eren's eyes widened in shock. That woman had to be at least 5 or 6 inches taller than him and just as heavy and yet he threw her over his should as though she were nothing. "Hold this and follow me." He ordered, shoving the Big Mac and fries into the younger male's hands.
Butterflies erupted in Eren's stomach as the trio walked towards the garage elevator. He never felt so nervous in his entire life. What if this guy was some sort of psycho? In 2 minutes of meeting each other, the man kneed him in the stomach, no telling what else he was capable of. Eren took a deep breath as he felt the elevator descend upward. Nervous ocean eyes glanced down to his side to find Levi looking straight ahead, that stern hard expression still present. 'He is handsome and s-strong even though he's a midget. I wish he wasn't so rude though.'
"You got something to say brat?" Eren's heart leapt in his throat at Levi's sudden question. The young male sweat bullets as he was now in the spotlight of those gorgeous steel grey eyes. Eren immediately panicked and began fumbling stupidly over his words. Unable to form a coherent sentence. This seemed to annoy Levi even more and with an irritated sigh he stated "Get on with it brat? What are you a fucking mongoloid or what?" Heat rose to Eren's cheeks faster than a bullet train.
"I-Is master going to stay with me here?" The words fell from his lips like water, but his posture said 'please don't kill me'. Levi cocked a thin eyebrow.
"Why wouldn't I? Where the hell would I go?"
"It's j-just. My other owners never let me live in their main house b-because their wives or something was there. So I always stayed in a summer home or private studio and when they were free they'd come spend time with me—"
"You mean fuck you?" Levi questioned bluntly. Eren's body tensed at his master's straightforward personality. He was still far from used to it. The boy cast his eyes downward while digging his unkempt nails into the McDonald's bag. Eren never felt ashamed of how his master's treated him. It was expected since he was a pet, but the way Levi said it made him feel as though he were the most vulgar and disgusting thing on the face of the earth. "No. This is where we will live." Levi assured. "I'm not like those clowns you were with so don't put me in the same category." At that moment the elevator stopped and Levi departed. Eren's thoughts ran a mile a minute while his heart thumped loudly within his chest. Ymir's words from before replayed in his head as he stared at the figure in front of him. 'This guy isn't like the other bozos that bought you'. A timid smile painted Eren's lips. "God you're one fat fuck." Levi groaned as he balanced Hanji with one hand while fishing out his keys with the other. The man pushed open the door as quietly as possible and as expected was greeted with darkness. "Lights on. Level 3." Eren jumped in surprise as the lights suddenly flashed on to a particularly dim setting. Levi then threw Hanji none too gently on the couch, but even that wasn't enough to wake her from her drunken slumber. "Leave that bag on the coffee table, she'll eat it when she wakes up." Eren followed orders and watched as Levi left in the back hall only to return seconds later with a blanket. The man threw the item over Hanji before turning his attention back to Eren. With a sigh, he grabbed the Happy Meal trash from the boy who appeared to be holding onto it for dear life and discarded it in the trash bin. "Follow me, brat."
Eren gazed around in amazement at how spacious and clean his new master's place was. Never has he seen anything like it. He was afraid to touch anything for the simple fact he might destroy it. Various paintings covered the walls, all framed in silver. "Master likes art?" he questioned after admiring a particular painting of a beautifully colored red rose placed in a white cracked vase under a spotlight. The background was faded in black and grey and yet the rose shined as though it bathed in sunlight.
"No. My daughter." Levi answered. Eren's eyes narrowed. A daughter? "She's obsessed with fine art. All the walls in her room are covered completely so I let her use the rest of the house for her paintings." Eren couldn't help but feel a bit jealous. He's never met this girl and yet he knew she was better. Eren struggled to do everything by himself and he only possessed one useful talent. Spreading his legs and sucking dick.
"How old is she?" Eren questioned in a somewhat cold tone. Levi grew skeptical of his tone of voice but quickly brushed it aside.
"Eight." He answered before opening a random door in the vast hallway. "This is where you'll sleep for today until I get everything else prepared." Eren walked past his master into the room. It was simply decorated but had a bit of charm to it. Queen sized bed against the wall with velvet bedding, a table and lamp beside it, a dresser on the far wall and a full length mirror in the corner. "How much money do you have on you?" Eren looked over his shoulder at Levi, giving the man a cute confused expression. "It would be wise of you to not play fucking games with me. Freckles said pets who don't get homes find jobs around the club and get paid for it. The money you made at the club, where is it?"
Eren gave the man a devilish smirk and pulled a wad of cash from his pocket and shoe before handing it over. "I got some hidden in the crack of my ass too master. Do you want that as well?" the boy winked playfully.
Levi counted out the money, ignoring Eren's attempt at seducing him. If he didn't look like shit, trust me the petite male would be all over him but since he looks like a garbage dump Levi highly doubt he could even get it up. "Three Thousand. Well aren't you a busy slut?"
Eren licked his lips. "I love your bedroom talk master."
Levi remained stone-faced. Thank God he was blessed with a lot of self-control, because this brat was really begging for it. "Good-night. And don't be trying to roam around and shit, I'll know." Eren stuck out his tongue as the man turned and left, closing the door behind him. The young man analyzed his room a bit more and noticed it had no windows. So much for a quick escape. How boring. He'd probably die anyway since he was on like the 19th floor or something. And Mr. Hardass took all his money so he wouldn't be able to pay for a ride even if he did make it out. He should have just lied like he did with all the other imbeciles, but Levi was far from an imbecile… In the end Eren would just end up with a broken limb.
[Saturday: 12:14pm]
"Papa~~ Papa~" Evangeline chanted before opening Levi's bedroom door. She giggled after seeing a small lump in the massive bed. "Papa. It's time to get up. I made some lunch." Levi murmured something along the lines of 'not now' as he pulled the blanket under his nose tightly. Her sleek raven hair bouncing with curls, the little girl pranced over to the window before throwing the curtains open. Levi hissed like a wild animal at the brutal sunlight. Evangeline pouted cutely. "I know it's your day off, but staying in bed all day is not okay Papa." Levi remained motionless, causing Evangeline to resort to walking over and tug at the blankets. "Up. Up. Up"
"What the fuck is all the noise?!" Levi's eyes instantly shot open and Evangeline released the blanket, causing her to topple backwards and fall on her bottom. Eren yawned loudly as he stretched out his tired limbs until he heard a pop. He then scratched at his hair, making it look even more untamed and wild. "I'm so hungry. Feed me master, I want pancakes. ~" Eren pouted cutely as he wrapped himself around Levi, ignoring the current 'I'm going to fucking kill you' look he was receiving from the man.
'Master? Why is this boy calling Papa master? And most importantly what is he doing in Papa's bed?' thought Evangeline in curiosity. "O-Oh um. It's not breakfast time anymore, but if you want I made some Spicy Beef Stir-Fry for lunch sir."
"Don't call him sir Evangeline." Levi scolded while trying to pry the clingy male from his body.
"Then what should I call him Papa?"
"Mama." Eren answered wickedly, earning him a painful punch to the head from Levi. Ocean eyes filled with tears as he rubbed at his new wound that would surely leave a bump. "Sp-Spouse abuse!" he wailed.
"Who the FUC-HECK ARE YOU CALLING YOUR SPOUSE?!" Levi growled with uncontrollable anger. "And how did you get into my room?! I locked your bedroom door behind me!"
Rivers flowed from Eren's eyes as he wrapped himself around Levi once more. Agitation reached new heights as Eren's bare skin touched his own and it took Levi a while to realize the boy wore absolutely nothing under the blankets. His skin crawled at the thought of Eren's unclean being touching his fresh linen sheets. The dirt, the body grease Levi slept in for an entire night. "Master! Why would you lock me in that scary room? Don't you love me?"
Too shocked and amazed for words, Evangeline watched as this boy held (and slobbered) on her Papa as though his actions were normal. Evangeline knew her Papa was a nice guy, but with his intimidating attitude and rough nature it was hard for people to see it. Levi couldn't say one word without people running for the hills. The only friend Levi has is Ms. Hanji, but Evangeline believed if people gave her Papa a chance he could make many more. "M-Mister!" Eren stopped crying for two seconds to turn her attention to the little girl. Porcelain blue eyes twinkled above a blinding smile. "P-Please be Papa's friend." Eren was thrown off guard at the request. Even Levi himself was at a loss for words. "Papa is a nice guy. He might be a bully sometimes but he means well. He's super kind and smart a-and fun!"
Eren blinked a few times in disbelief before an evil glint emerged in his eyes. The young man chuckled and caressed Levi's cheek, ignoring the shudder that emitted from the older male. "Is that true Papa? Are you super fun?" Evangeline's bright eyes grew in size and a blush took over her cheeks as Eren inched closer and closer to her father's lips.
Levi turned his head towards his daughter, successfully dodging the boy's attempt. "Go play Evangeline. Papa will eat lunch with you in a second then we'll go to the mall."
"Okay." The girl squeaked as she backed out of the room and closed the door behind her.
"Finally she's gone. Is she going to be here all the time?" Eren whined. Levi grimaced at the young man's presence.
"God when was the last time you brushed your teeth or combed your hair?"
Eren rolled his eyes. "I forget."
"Christ you're fucking nasty."
The younger male quickly pushed his master's constant insults aside and pretended as though they didn't even happen. "We're going shopping today?"
Levi grunted in response before opening his side table to pull out a cigarette and lighter. Eren watched as the man placed a single stick between his perfect thin lips before setting it ablaze. Inhaling the smoke before releasing it in an intoxicating cloud. The ocean eyed boy gulped as he felt a tingling sensation in his nether regions. He was never the type of person to get turned on by something as stupid as watching someone smoke but damn was Levi so cool. "Before you go bat shit crazy let met set some ground rules for you. Rule 1: Don't ever fucking hide something from me again. Rule 2: You will treat my daughter with the same respect as you do me. No smartass remarks or little mumbles under your breath. If she's nice to you, you will return the favor. Rule 3: When I tell you to do something, fucking do it. Rule 4: Never leave my side for any reason, unless I give permission. And the final and most important rule: Trust me you shitty brat."
Eren blinked mindlessly. "T-Trust you?"
Levi sighed. "Did you go from a brat to a fuckin parrot? What did I just say?" Eren blushed deeply and nodded his head. "Alright. On today's agenda, for one a bath. That you are in desperate need of, a haircut and body grooming, clothes shopping and we mind as well buy your dirty ass some toiletries. We don't share those here believe it or not. I'll schedule a dentist appointment and enema for tomorrow. Clean out all that cum, piss and shit out of your ass and whatever else's up there."
A light bulb lit up in Eren's head. "Is that why you didn't sleep with me? Because you think I'm dirty?"
Levi took another hit of his cigarette before releasing another toxic cloud. "I don't think you're dirty brat. I know you are." Eren puffed out his cheeks at the rude remark and Levi would deny he found it a bit cute. "Now get up. The elder male stood to his feet and took one last swing of his cigarette before putting it out in an ashtray on his nightstand. He then led Eren to his private bathroom where the boy stood nervously in the doorway. Just like the rest of the condo, not a speck of dust could be found in the bathroom. The cold tiles below his feet shined like diamonds and the room smelt of vanilla. Levi rolled up the sleeves of his night shirt before bending over the tub to turn on the faucet. Eren took this opportunity to drool at the male's perfectly shaped ass. Oh~ how he couldn't wait till they could finally have playtime.
"M-Master has such a nice bottom. ~" Eren sang as he drooled shamelessly with hearts flying around him. Levi ignored the comment and walked to his bath cabinet. The man pulled a bottle from the shelf before returning to the tub and poured a decent amount of the clear oil-like substance into the water. Eren watched in curiosity, trying to figure out what it was. Was it some kind of bubble bath? Once the tub had filled up, Levi shut off the water.
"Get in." he ordered. "The organic bath oil should help your bruises a bit." Eren hissed a bit as he slowly sunk into the tub, but soon relaxed completely. Levi took in the random bite marks, cuts and splotches on the young man's body. Some were worse than others but he was sure with the proper care, they wouldn't leave any nasty scarring. The elder man brought out a fresh bath cloth and dipped it in the warm water before gently gliding it across Eren's skin. The young man hummed in approval. "Tilt your head back." Eren looked towards the ceiling as Levi brought out the sprayer (tub sprayer. Don't know the correct term ) and began to gently rid his hair of any dirt.
"I don't think anyone's ever been this nice to me." Eren whispered, but the words couldn't escape Levi's ears. "You told me before to never hide anything from you again. So I just thought I should tell you what I was thinking." Levi allowed the boy to talk as he poured a decent amount of shampoo in the boy's hair before lathering it in. "My other masters always treated me as though I were nothing but an object for their entertainment. They'd beat me over things I thought was my fault at the time. But then I learned there was no reason. There was never a real reason. They were always frustrated or mad about work, their family or life itself and would vent it out on me. They were miserable people with more money than they knew what to do with. When you're weak, it's only natural to find someone weaker. And I'm too much of a coward to do anything on my own. I've always been useless. I'm afraid of being abandoned or ending up all alone, so when one master leaves me I immediately try to attach myself to someone else. Pretty pathetic huh?" Eren questioned as he forced a weak laugh from his chapped lips.
Levi ran his soapy fingers through the boy's hair, admiring the beautiful red-brown hue it was illuminating. "Yes." Eren gasped at the man's blunt answer. He immediately looked up at him with tear stained eyes. "Tch. Who do you think you are giving me that kicked puppy bullshit, brat? We're all pieces of shit deep down inside, screwed up beyond repair. Especially me. The flaws some people possess are a blessing in fucking disguise to others. So don't come trying to give me some half-assed sob story." Levi barked as he scrubbed Eren's hair a bit harder than intended, causing the boy to flinch. "Tilt your damn head back."
With a smile, Eren did as he was told. A strange warmth filled his body as Levi rinsed the shampoo from his head. Ocean eyes met steel grey and Eren couldn't help but to think they were the most beautiful color. For some reason it reminded him of a snowy night. Cold yet welcoming. "Master why did you buy me?"
Levi's eyes widened a bit in shock before returning to their normal narrow intimidating mood. "Because I'm a miserable bastard with a shit ton of money that I don't know what to do with."
Another chapter finished. Please tell me what you think. Sorry if it seems as though things are progressing a bit slowly, but I want Levi and Eren's relationship to go from lust to love. In the next chapter, more on Eren's disorder will be mentioned, Eren gets a makeover and we might have a little kinky office action. See you then :D