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Please be aware that this chapter contains non-consensual content! You have been warned here and in the summary of this work.
~Sum-Won~
CHAPTER 2: A MORNING TOO BROKEN
Throughout Eren's twenty five years of life, he had dedicated it to saving humanity. He had dedicated it to his friends, family, and comrades. He had given himself up to his training, to the pain of war, and the tears of loss. He had sacrificed every single moment he breathed so that the human race could be where they were now. But through the brunet's twenty five years, he had completely forgotten about the carnal desires in a human body.
Eren couldn't see straight with Erwin hovering over him. But when Erwin's lips had devoured his own, the subordinate realized from the stench of the Commander's breath that Erwin was beyond drunk. The brunet had watched Levi and the older man take a few drinks down, but he had never thought that the Commander would go so far as to completely irrationalize his own senses. Perhaps Erwin was a light buzzer and a few jugs could steal his senses away? Although shameful and hard to admit, it didn't change the fact that the older man was as of now-
Assaulting him.
Eren tried to push Erwin away, but his defense was slightly weak from the stimulus the ex-titan shifter had drunk at dinnertime. The brunet's heart was beating a million per a second as his body was lost between the state of panicking and fighting. Both of Erwin's hands were on the subordinate's face, firmly holding Eren's jaw in place as he continued to press himself against the younger man. The ex-titan shifter had never felt so weak before and found himself losing to the Commander's forced physical affection.
Eren attempted to put some distance between him and the older man so that he could at least call Erwin back to his senses. But the moment Eren found a chance to open his mouth to speak, Erwin stole his breath away with another kiss— this time utilizing the very entrance the younger man had meant to utilize in stopping the Commander. Erwin grazed the soldier's gum with his tongue and prodded the inexperienced man's mouth languidly. The twenty five year old had never been kissed so deeply before, and it left him blushing red all the way to his ears. He could barely catch his breath as Erwin continued to delve deeper into his aperture, the Commander's hands now desperately pulling at the brown locks that encircled Eren's head.
The soldier was torn between hurting Erwin and simply letting the older man do what he wanted. However, Eren's pride was unyielding. He wasn't going to lower it for the veteran soldier above him. With the little strength Eren could gather, the green eyed soldier pulled a hesitant punch at Erwin. Unfortunately, the Commander's body swayed to the side at that exact moment making Eren fall forward from the momentum. Coincidentally, Eren broke away from Erwin's heavy kiss.
But it cost him greatly.
Falling flat onto his stomach, the brunet tried to pull himself up from off the floor as quickly as possible from being defenseless. But just as fast as he attempted said action, Erwin came tumbling down right on top of him. Breathing harshly, the titan shifter tried to scramble out from beneath the Commander. However, the older blond's hold on the soldier's waist was firm and fixated.
"C-commander! Please! Get ahold of yourself!" shouted the younger man as he struggled to escape.
Erwin didn't hear him. Either that, or Eren had been ignored. Instead, the older man continued to place kisses on the back of the ex-titan shifter's neck down to his shoulder blades. The blond man pulled down Eren's green button up shirt from behind exposing firm tan flesh. The brunet could hear the cloth on his shoulder being ripped away as buttons popped off from under his chest.
Oh my god!
He wasn't going to be able to escape at this rate. He had traveled what? Three flights of stairs? And walked down a passage way to get to Erwin's office… Even if the younger man screamed like a banshee, no one would be able to hear him; especially since the soldier's quarters were on the other side of the building. And with the majority of the soldiers drinking away in the kitchen, the ruckus would most likely mute out any sound that he made.
There was only one option- Fight his way through.
Eren shoved his chest from off the ground and tried to pull himself up. Even with the Commander clinging onto him, the soldier did his best at making an attempt to lunge for the door. Bitterly the titan shifter only achieved to flip himself around onto his back as he flung about in the tight embrace of Erwin.
The German male came face to face with Erwin. Now getting a good look at the older man on top of him, he could see that the Commander's shirt was wide open and slightly shifted to one shoulder from an attempt in taking it off. His shoulders curved well down with his biceps sloping into a charming arch. Even his chest was firmly built surprisingly, seeing as Eren had always thought Erwin's body would be worn out from constant office work. Erwin almost looked handsome under the faint glow of the lantern with the way his hair was slightly a mess from their struggle. The Commander smiled teasingly, his face pallid. Erwin's blue eyes did not waver even with them glazed over.
From all the years that he had served under Erwin, the brunet had never seen the older man let loose of his business etiquette. The Commander had always been so uptight and professional. It was hard to imagine that he could act any other way, but tonight the ex-titan shifter had caught a glimpse of Erwin's playful streak.
"S-sir! If you don't stop this I might have to kick you in the a-"
However, the concentration on Eren's words were lost as Erwin ripped open his shirt from the front, breaking loose the last few buttons that held the cloth together at his waistline. With the German male's stomach exposed to the stuffy air in the room, the blond breathed heavily as his tongue came down onto Eren's abdomen tasting every crease of the younger man's skin. Eren gasped at the sudden action and tried to pull away, his face beet red.
"P-please… Commander!" Eren begged with all confidence in bringing the man back lost, "You're freak'n drunk! You seriously don't want this! It's just the booze getting to you!"
And not too long ago Mikasa had warned him about his own self.
Eren thought perhaps he had knocked some sense into the older man when Erwin paused for a second allowing for the two to catch their breath. However, the soldier realized that the older man was merely concentrating on his hands which were roaming down to the borderline of the ex-titan shifter's belt.
Dear lord, I am literally screwed…
Erwin didn't pull down the soldier's pants. Instead, he shoved his hand right under the rough material making direct contact with Eren's untouched member. The brunet writhed under him and tried to pull the Commander's hand out of his khakis as his face turned to a tomato. Sadly, Eren heard his belt snap from their struggle which lead to his pants coming loose.
Distracted, the ex-shifter felt a sudden force flip him back onto his stomach bruising his knees slightly from impact against the hard flooring. Eren's shirt was half off, barely hanging at his elbows, and his pants were dragging by the feet. This was the one time Eren wished that someone, anyone, would come in through the door and save his ass. He didn't care if his pride as a man was completely screwed to whatever audience this event would travel to. Because either way, if Erwin got his way, his pride would be cut short of life anyway.
Without warning, the Commander's right hand firmly gripped onto the brunet's cock causing for Eren to tremble under the blond as the roughness of the contact slowly caused for his limp member to harden. The subordinate had been so busy with war and humanity that he had yet to venture down there himself.
Desperate more than ever, the brunet shoved himself up against the older man allowing for himself to come to a kneeling position. With palms flat on the flooring, Eren tried to bolt for the door. However his attempt turned into an awkward crawl with the way his pants were holding his ankles together. Erwin, still with a pretty good grip on the brunet, squeezed the soldier's throbbing penis in his.
"God… Darn it…," gasped the younger man.
The veteran soldier on top of Eren took this chance to tower over the brunet yet again and began to suck roughly at the ex-shifter's ear lobe from behind. Erwin's left hand roamed up the younger man's abs towards his chest in a manner that was much too lewd for the soldier to describe. Eren could feel his breathing coming out harsher as the Commander began teasing the tip of his cock, pulling at the foreskin just enough to create goose bumps on the younger man's body. The ex-shifter began shuddering under the blond as his pants turned to gasps.
Just when the brunet thought he was near his limit, Erwin pulled away from teasing the subordinate and began to pump at the soldier's cock with the cradle of his hand, his own more experienced member tightening from the act. The ex-shifter shook violently under Erwin as his knees began to turn to limp noodles.
There was no way Eren could fight anymore.
As the older man propelled the brunet's hard and leaking member, his left hand that had been groping Eren's chest pulled back behind the younger man and came to pull down the twenty five year old's boxers exposing Eren's round cheeks. Erwin's fingers teased the opening of Eren's entrance, prodding about the flesh that had never been set loose. The younger man gasped at the sudden contact to his ass and flinched in hopes of escape as his member continued to pulse achingly. However, his efforts were futile seeing as he could no longer hold back the sheer lust that was emanating from his own body.
Erwin's lips were situated right behind the younger man's earlobe with face buried in the crook of the German male's neck. The brunet could feel his Commander's hardness rubbing against his bottom cheek, and it didn't help it that Erwin was beginning to grind against him as well. With their positions, the brunet had first class seats to hearing his Commander moaning softly from behind.
Erwin's index finger slowly pushed into the soldier's entrance, making the subordinate yelp. The ex-titan shifter had spoken with Armin about human reproduction and had learned well from Mikasa about the painful cycles of a woman's body. However, he had never set foot into the territory of men making love to men. This was an area that the red light district probably knew more about…
Heck?! Could guys even reproduce by themselves?
Eren was too frail to fight though. Both of them were drunk to some degree and now falling under a sensation of lust. Perhaps if Erwin wasn't under influence and was still doing the same thing, the brunet wouldn't have even been able to fight back as much as he had. The Commander nudged his index finger deeper into the brunet twisting his digit right into the walls of Eren's sensitive anus. The ex-shifter winced. Though chemical signals were enhancing Eren's hard member, the brunet still felt uncomfortable.
"C-commander… Please, d-don't…" Eren pleaded between pants, his eyes watering slightly from the sensation.
Although Eren was at his limit, Erwin's kisses didn't dissipate away as the soldier hoped. Instead with each minute, the Commander merely sucked harder on the younger man's flesh down Eren's jawline to his shoulder and back up again. His fingers drummed in a continuous loop inside the brunet faster and faster. The older man turned the ex-shifter around with ease so that his back was flat on the floor as he grinded against Eren feverishly.
Erwin wasn't looking at the brunet. Instead his eyes were closed with eyebrows scrunched in concentration of the absolute pleasure that was running through him from the act. It didn't matter though, because the younger man beneath him could barely see through the tears streaking down his own face. All Eren could do in order to make sure that he was aware of the fact that he was still in reality was cling onto the hopeless wooden planks that were barely tangible beneath them.
The room filled with the gasping of the two men as Erwin continued to pleasure the dubious brunet completely lost in ecstasy. The squelching echo of soaked skin running over and overlapping resounded and bounced against the wall as the two men's leaking fluids dampened the chamber floor. As the seconds passed, Eren's pants became desperate moans, pleads, incoherent sounds.
Unable to control himself, Eren let out a high pitched whistle from the back of his throat as his hip hung in midair. Without even knowing what was occurring, the brunet released all over himself and his Commander. Following not far behind, with each lust filled kiss in unison of his thrusts, suddenly Erwin came to an abrupt halt. The blond's arms which had been holding the younger man down, instead, instantaneously cradled the soldier tightly. The blond's lips quivered as his eye brows squeezed together trembling with his body. Eren felt the older man's temperature rise just slightly as a warm fluid suddenly dampened the surface of his posterior. The younger soldier had barely realized what had happened when Erwin crumpled down on top of him without warning, heartbeat deafening his ears. It seemed Erwin had released himself without any further intrusion into Eren's entrance. The soldier could barely call it relief when he let out a tired and trembling sigh.
Eren's body quivered from the intensity of the Commander's actions, his mind swimming with thoughts that were now weakly trying to light up the brunet's limp body. The blond man's breathing eventually slowed down along with the brunet's own as Erwin's fingers slipped out from Eren's entrance. Their forms heaved atop of each other slightly as they lay soaked in their own juices.
Eren tried to pull himself out from under Erwin with a feeble push, but found that he was too tired and weak. From the booze, to the work out up the stairs, and to reaching climax with Erwin, Eren couldn't keep his eyes open anymore. And within seconds, he too followed Erwin into a deep sleep.
Erwin awoke slowly, his senses groggy from the night before.
What time is it?
He had remembered that Levi had warned him not to take down too many shots with the other commanding officers before heading back to his office. Somehow he had managed to travel up the stairs with no help and make it back to his cold hard wooden desk. The blond man remembered shuffling through unfinished paperwork that Levi had handed him before his brain died out. Apparently, the bed felt quite warm and rather soft. He could hear another heartbeat next to his ears, surprisingly. Perhaps Hange had finally made a new invention where beds could stay warm even in the winter without having to be placed above a stove?
But beds don't have heartbeats…
Heartbeats...
Heartbeat?
Erwin's eyes shot open as he felt the lax flesh beneath him. He could hear another pair of lungs breathing softly in and out slowly as he pulled himself up. To his horror, he was laying on top of another individual…
Most likely a soldier of his from the tattered uniform!
And male too, seeing as the person was completely naked!
The Commander stood up abruptly making the man beneath him stir slightly. Erwin didn't have anything covering him from above the waist, and his pants were unzipped and wide open with his goods hanging loose. Quickly regaining his composure, the older man pulled his denims up and buckled his belt in place just as the younger soldier at his feet gave out a soft huff in exhale.
Eren's hair had turned to a mess and blocked his face from the Commander's view. But as the German male slowly turned his head away from the floor and up towards the ceiling to get a better position for his head, Erwin realized who it was that had been lying beneath him completely exposed. The Commander stepped back slowly from the scene trying to make out what could have possibly occurred last night that could lead up to such an extraction.
Eren was a mess.
Clothes were scattered everywhere on the floor.
The older man reeled himself back feeling a few loose buttons make it beneath his feet which were most likely from someone's uniform shirt.
Erwin's skin felt sticky and the air smelled of…
Of…?
Erwin couldn't believe it himself.
All his life he had lived as a good straight up man who was modest with his business. The Commander had earned many's respect and admiration, and yet all of it had just been blown away to pieces from a single slip. The older man groaned as he seated himself on the edge of the twin bed that was located in the corner of the room, and to think that he and Eren had gone through the whole night without even using the bed.
For heaven's sake, talk about not being resourceful…
The Commander surveyed his office and saw that the only place that was in chaos was the center of the floor where the two had been laying. It seemed that he must had been so drunk he didn't even think to use the desk as a prop for the act.
There was only one thing left that Erwin had to know.
Had Eren enjoyed whatever it was that had happened last night?
Enjoyed?
Had the subordinate even wanted this?
The blond veteran couldn't imagine the younger soldier leading him on, and he most certainly could not see Eren stripping naked for him willingly either. Something was amiss, but Erwin had confidence in himself that he couldn't have assaulted the ex-titan shifter…
Right?
But as the older man looked around the room, the possibility became more and more plausible bringing dread and guilt to his heart. However, Erwin shoved back the horror that was creeping at his thoughts in order to progress in cleaning up the scene as much as possible for Eren's sake.
As Erwin opened the window to clear out the smell and began collecting his subordinate's clothes that had been strewn everywhere, Eren woke up. Pulling himself from the hard floor, the soldier gave out a painful groan. His head slightly ached, and his back hurt from scraping against the wooden planks of the office. Rubbing at his muddled face with both hands, Eren came to lay eyes on Erwin who was already fully dressed.
Then it hit him.
It hit him hard.
Eren's heartbeat quickened, and his face began to flush from the rushing memories of last nights' activities. Immediately pulling himself up, the soldier looked around for his belongings only to find that it had already been gathered into a neat pile on top of the Commander's desk. Erwin watched the brunet panic about as Eren tried to put on his clothes in order to leave the room as fast as possible.
"Eren," the Commander spoke in a false calm.
The twenty five year old male froze at the sound of his name as he struggled to cover up his naked body.
Erwin continued, "I…"
It seemed they both were at lost for words, and only the silence could fill in for them. Erwin's hair was no longer split, freshly combed to the side neatly as once seen. His eyes were deeply heavy and his form hovered over his knees as he leaned on his elbows for support from sitting on the edge of the small twin sized bed. The Commander's shirt ruffled from the light wind produced through the window. Of course, Eren couldn't see this though. He was looking down at the Commander's desk which had "Erwin Smith" engraved into the name tag placed next to the dead lamp from last night.
Eren was afraid...
Unsure of what the older man would say next.
Heaving out a shaking sigh, Erwin placed his face in the slope of his palm and finished.
"Just...
What exactly did I do?"
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"Levi."
The Captain answered with a curt "Hn?" as he continued to skim through the documents in his hand not looking up.
"What would you do if I committed a crime?" the blond questioned suddenly.
