Eren sat at the kitchen table in his home, eyes averted as both his mom and Mikasa stared him down with disappointed glints in their eyes. Jean had left earlier to go find Armin and see if the blonde could aid him in coming up with a way to protect himself and his home from King Levi, who they knew did not make threats lightly. Eren focused on a slightly warped piece of wood on the kitchen floor, not wanting to break under the gazes of the two women across from him. His brows were furrowed, and he chewed at his lip worriedly.

"Eren, how could you let this happen? Out of all Fae it just had to be King Levi. We may have been able to bargain with one of the other Fae, but I don't see any way of getting you out of this except for confining you to the home for good…or sending you away again. I just don't understand why you can't listen." His mothers voice was soft but firm, she was used to having to admonish Eren. He was as hotheaded as they came and often got into fights with other teens in the village due to all his pent-up anger.

"I just…" Carla Yeager drug her hand through her brown locks and sighed heavily. "I left for one day…this is my fault. I should have stayed."

Eren's head shot up and he glared at his mother, his eyes gleaming with frustration. "Mom, this was bound to happen eventually. You guys can't keep me locked up in here forever! I'm almost 18, I'm not a child anymore. I have a right to make my own choices. Maybe if you'd taught me how to deal with the Fae rather than how to hide from them I could have gotten myself out of it."

"Eren!" Mikasa snapped at him. Whereas his mother hardly ever raised her voice with Eren, choosing instead to pick her words carefully, Mikasa often opted for a higher volume to get her point across. "We've been telling you for years how dangerous they are! I even went against my better judgement and worked with one to allow you to go into the forest. Why couldn't you just stay inside the border?!"

Eren stood up from the table and slammed both his hands down at the same time causing a loud bang to reverberate through their cozy kitchen. His mom jumped slightly whereas Mikasa's face remained as stoic as ever. "Because I'm tired of feeling like an animal in a cage! The border ended barely fifteen feet from the house, Mikasa. Fifteen feet! I want to explore, I want to see and paint things that my eyes have never seen before. I can't continue living like this! I know you both are only trying to help me, but I refuse to live like this any longer."

His mom looked up at him sadly, her hands clasped tightly in her lap. He felt a little bad for his outburst, knowing his mom did what she did out of love for her only son. However, what he had said was true. He wasn't ever going to be happy if he was to remain inside his house like a prisoner for the entirety of his life.

"And I'm not moving away again, you already know what happened last time. I'll remain within the safety of the borders until Queen Petra takes back over. King Levi will be less likely to notice me exploring the nearby forest when it's not his season. This will also give Armin enough time to make something to help me protect myself and perhaps I can come up with a disguise as well."

Before Mikasa could berate him further and before the heartbroken look on his mother's face made him lose his nerve Eren made his way to his bedroom. He had never meant to upset two of the people he cared about the most, however, they had to understand where it was he was coming from. It's not like he knew that King Levi was going to be out and about! Everyone had said the Fae King hadn't been seen in the village in over three hundred years! He hadn't thought he would run into any Fae so close to his home and it had never crossed his mine that if he did it would have been one of royal courts.

Eren sighed and ran a hand through his hair in frustration. What did King Levi want with him anyway? The Fae King had been alive for longer than anyone dared to guess, Eren didn't see how someone who had lived a mere 17, almost 18, years could offer the Fae any sort of entertainment. Sure, Eren could paint and sing, but that would have to get boring after a while…right? And so the fuck what if his eyes were green. There were plenty of people around the world who had to have had similar eyes. Maybe the Fae should work on talking the villagers into trapping green-eyed tourists if that was something they were so keen on.

The brunette walked over to his mirror and stared at his reflection. Emerald green eyes that reflected the promise of warm spring days full of adventure stared back at him. But there was something else hidden in their depths, flecks of gold that shined back symbolizing the old soul that resided within his very being. He reached a slow hand up to touch his cheek in the exact spot King Levi's hand had been earlier. He had naturally glowing tan skin that was soft and smooth to the touch, never having had to suffer through the throws of hard labor. Over the years his jawline and cheekbones had chiseled out leaving him with a face that famous painters all over the world would kill to replicate.

Eren was tall and lithe, lean body adorned with sculpted muscles. He had spent a lot of his free time away from painting working out to release much of the frustration he often felt. He knew he was good looking in comparison to other people, but he failed to see what was so special about himself. He had always envied Armin's calm demeanor and intellect, Mikasa's strength and reserve, and Jean's humor and adventurous spirit. Armin and Jean had both been able to leave the village for months at a time, travelling around the world in contentment, whereas the thought of leaving for too long always tore Eren to shreds. Perhaps he would always be confined to this village, but damn it he would be free to roam its depths whenever he wished.

Eren turned away from the mirror and eyed his paintings hanging over every available surface on his walls. He thought himself a somewhat sad human being most of the time, albeit a hotheaded and angry one. Maybe his looks made him appear special, as well as his talent in singing and art, but he knew deep down inside he was one of the most ordinary beings in existence. He needed to figure out a way to get that across to King Levi, so the man would leave him alone.

The problem was that Eren had no idea how he could possibly do that. No one had ever taught him how to deal with the Fae, so he only knew about them what he had read from books or heard from mouth. He knew that the Fae couldn't lie, and that iron was one of the only things that could physically harm them. Maybe he could get Armin to craft him some sort of weapon? The thought of trying to fight against King Levi had Eren squirming inside of his skin. He remembered those steely grey eyes and the way the Fae King had moved and spoken with more power than Eren thought was possible for a being to possess. Eren didn't think he would last five seconds in a physical battle against King Levi, even if he had iron weapons.

Rather than spend hours agonizing over what to do while his head was still fuzzy, Eren decided to take a much-needed rest. After a few hours of sleep, he would be able to think clearly and come up with a solid plan on how to deal with King Levi. He figured at that point he would also be done being angry with his mother and Mikasa and the two of them could help, as well as Armin and possibly horse-face if Eren was feeling generous.

Eren slipped into his bed, still fully dressed, and for the first time since his encounter with King Levi he felt his body relax as his mind drifted off into the calm abyss that was sleep.

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Eren found himself walking through unfamiliar woods blanketed in pearly white snow. The trees glittered magically as the sun ran its long golden fingers over each branch, caressing the freshly fallen white substance as if it were the most precious thing in the world. As Eren walked, he found himself staring in wonder. Peeking out from the snow were flowers that Eren knew were made of ice but were so smooth and perfect that they looked as though they were crafted from the finest of diamonds. The only colors he could make out around him were whites, silvers, and blues yet Eren couldn't help but think he was in the most beautiful place in the world.

As Eren continued to walk with no set path in mind he couldn't help but think he felt something magical about this forest. The only movements and sounds were from the branches that swayed softly with the wind. Eren hadn't ever dreamed up something like this before and he wanted nothing more than to etch this magical land in his brain permanently, so he could paint it upon waking up.

There was a movement in the corner of his eye and that is when Eren noticed a butterfly the color of sapphire making its way toward him. At the same time, the soft sound of singing began to drift towards his ears. The voice was deep and soothing and there was something inherently powerful behind each word that was sung. Eren stopped in his tracks as he listened, feeling the familiar shiver of fear crawl its way up his spine.

Come away oh human child

To the waters and the wild

With a faery hand in hand

For the world's more full of weeping

Than you can understand

Eren felt himself backing away as his body began to shake violently. All at once there was a bitter coldness that worked its way from his toes, up his legs, and all the way to his head. He was dreaming, he had to have been. But why did it appear that the coldness wasn't just a mere part of his dream? He needed to get away from that voice before it managed to ensnare him again. Eren turned and began to run in the opposite direction, his feet kicking up tufts of fluffy whiteness with each movement.

Where the wave of moonlight glosses

The dim grey sands with light

By far off furthest roses

We foot it all the night

Weaving olden dances

Mingling hands and mingling glances

Although Eren had been running in the opposite direction of the voice it somehow seemed that the singing was now coming from the direction he was running towards. He stopped in his tracks, green eyes shining bright with fear as he glanced at the woods around him. The whiteness of the snow that had seemed so beautiful moments ago now looked cold and uninviting. His eyes landed on the blue butterfly from earlier and a surge of courage filled him up. If something so beautiful could survive in such a land, so could he. Eren changed course and now ran towards the butterfly. Every so often the butterfly would stop, as if waiting for him to regain his balance, before flying off again.

Till the moon has taken flight

To and fro we leap

And chase the frothy bubbles

Whilst the world is full of troubles

And is anxious in its sleep

Eren could still clearly hear the voice but he found himself sighing in relief as it appeared to be growing fainter. Following the mysterious butterfly had seemed to work. He took a rest up against one of the large oak trees littering the forest and closed his eyes, reaching his hands up to his mouth to blow on them and generate some sort of warmth.

Away with us he's going

The solemned eyed

He'll hear no more the lowing

Of the calves on the warm hillside

Or the kettle on the hob

Sing peace unto his breast

Or see the brown mice bob

Round and round the oatmeal chest.

The butterfly landed on Eren's nose, bringing him out of his moment of peace. The singing had continued but still sounded as though it were at a safe distance. Eren watched as the butterfly fluttered its wings, once…twice…then a third time. It battered its sapphire wings against his cheeks and flew a few inches away from him before stopping and hovering in place. It seemed the butterfly wanted him to follow again, and since it had gotten him out of trouble the first time he had grown to foolishly trust it. Eren moved from his spot and followed the butterfly slowly. His eyes were so intent on watching the beating of the sapphire wings that he did not notice the trees thickening around him or the way the forest grew even more silent than it had been previously.

The butterfly led Eren to a fountain in the middle of a clearing surrounded by thousands of towering oak trees covered in snow. Although it was winter, and the air was freezing the water in the fountain ran smoothly, splashing the ice sculpture in the center with droplets of diamonds. Emerald eyes landed on what appeared to be the shape of a water nymph at the center of the fountain. She had long flowing hair, eyes full of fury, and was naked except for a necklace adorned with wings hanging in front of her chest. Eren was so enamored with the sculpture that he hadn't noticed the butterfly had disappeared, the only thing that brought him out of his trance was the clear, deep, and powerful voice that now sounded as though it were right behind him.

For he comes, the human child

To the waters and the wild

With a faery hand in hand

For the world's more full of weeping

Than you can understand.

Eren sucked in a sharp breath as his body seized up. He was standing as straight as a pole and he hardly dared to breath let alone move. He had gone to sleep to try and think of a plan to get himself away from King Levi and he now realized that he was exactly where the Fae King wanted him to be. This must have been what he meant when he told Eren to have good dreams earlier…why hadn't anyone ever warned him it was possible for the Fae to invade your dreams?

"Oh, come now brat. I went through all of this trouble to bring you here, I even sang a song for you, and you won't even look at me?"

The voice was so intimidating that Eren couldn't help but allow his body to tremble a little bit. He could hear what appeared to be a teasing tone underneath, but Eren had no idea how to deal with this situation. He was dreaming, so it wasn't as if iron could save him in this sort of situation. Lies…lies! That was it. He knew it wasn't much but it's all he had to work with.

"W-why did you bring me here?" Eren's voice sounded weak in comparison to the Fae Kings, but he managed to speak and at this point that was all that mattered.

"What a foolish question. I brought you here because I wanted to see you again, of course. You can try your best to hole yourself up inside of your house as much as you want, but that won't keep me out of your dreams. Honestly, brat. Has no one ever taught you anything about the Fae?"

Eren finally turned to look at King Levi. The Fae King was standing a few feet away from him still, dressed the same as he had been earlier that day, and there was a playful smirk plastered onto his face. Eren pressed his lips into a firm line, doing his best to hide his fear from the creature in front of him. If it wasn't for the pointed ears, fangs, and the gleam of power in those eyes King Levi may have appeared normal. As normal as someone that beautiful could possibly be. Eren wondered if all the Fae were as magnificent as King Levi.

When Eren refused to answer, the smirk on King Levi's face turned deadly and the Fae took a few more steps forward so he was merely a few inches from Eren. King Levi leaned forward, his breath tickling Eren's ear, as he whispered in a voice full of seduction "I could teach you, if you'd like. You and I, we would have so much fun together…Eren."

Eren's cheeks grew magnificently warm, turning the tan skin into the color of roses, as he sucked in a sharp breath and jerked himself away from the Fae king. King Levi's words sent a foreign feeling throughout his entire body and he didn't like it one bit. How was it possible for something to have this much power over him? Eren could feel the defiance he was so well-known for surge through his body.

"No thank you…King Levi. I don't believe you and I have the same idea of fun."

And then King Levi was laughing, and it was simultaneously the scariest and most wonderful thing Eren had ever heard in his life. He wasn't sure whether he should laugh with King Levi or burst into tears in fear that his life was about to end.

"So, you do have a little fight in you, that's good to know." King Levi's voice had turned back to that deep sultry tone he liked to use around Eren and he lifted his hand to rest it against the brunette's cheek. Once again, Eren jerked away and took a few steps back until his ankles hit the edge of the fountain. He looked to his left and right, trying to find a way out of this situation. Why wasn't he waking up? He pinched himself a few times and cursed inside his head. Was there really no way out of this?

"You can try as hard as you want, but unless someone wakes you up or I allow you to leave you are stuck here."

"Someone will come for me soon."

"Ah, yes. But you still must sleep. Just face it, Eren. There is no escape from me. This would all be much easier if you just did what I wanted." Levi paused and tilted his head to the side before running his tongue over his sharp canine teeth. He looked absolutely frightful as his voice deepened a few octaves, "Your friend made a mistake by harming me. I would say it's a shame that I'm going to have to kill him now, but, he isn't very nice to look at anyway, so I'm sure I'll be doing everyone a favor."

Eren's eyes widened and he found himself taking a step forward as he fisted his hands at his sides. "He doesn't need to die just because he hit you with an arrow! You look fine, and besides, if you weren't trying to kidnap me in the first place he wouldn't have had to do that."

Levi's lip twitched in amusement and he grabbed Eren's right hand uncurling the fist it was making. Gently, so soft that Eren could hardly feel it, Levi began to trace the lines on his palms. "If you willingly come with me, he won't have to suffer."

Eren gritted his teeth and tried to pull his hand away but Levi had him in a death grip. Levi tilted his head down and placed a delicate kiss on the palm of Eren's hand before moving it to his wrist where he bit the skin gently. Eren gasped and felt his knees wobble and without even thinking he reached out his other hand to place it on King Levi's arm to steady himself.

"It feels good, Eren, doesn't it? I can make you feel so much better than this, and your friends wouldn't have to suffer. All you need to do is come with me." Eren closed his eyes and gulped loudly, his mouth suddenly dry. He could feel King Levi shift and then suddenly there were lips on his neck. The only sound he could hear was his rapidly beating heart and then there were teeth, and everything ceased to exist. The sound of a loud moan filled the air and it took Eren all of five seconds to realize it was him. His obvious pleasure caused King Levi to bite down harder and Eren didn't think it was possible for anything to feel so god damn good.

King Levi still clutched his other hand in his and Eren's arm was gripping the Fae's tightly as moan after moan escaped his lips. His legs trembled, and he panted, unable to catch his breath. And then there was a strange tugging and Eren's eyes snapped open. He pulled himself away from King Levi, face the color of tomatoes, and looked around as the winter forest began to fade.

King Levi gave Eren a knowing look and said one more thing before fading away completely. "Just remember, winter can last much longer than four months if I wish it to be so. How long can you stand being locked up for, Eren? How long are you going to deny yourself the pleasure of me? Think about it. I'll be seeing you again soon."

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"Eren! Eren!"

Eren flew up from his bed and stared wide eyed at Mikasa who had been shaking him furiously just moments before. She had a look full of worry on her face and she gave Eren a few moments to wake up before speaking softly.

"Eren, you're freezing, and you were murmuring in your sleep. Is everything okay?"

Eren was, in fact, freezing. It seems like somehow King Levi's power was able to affect him both in and outside of his dream state. Eren took a few deep breaths and rubbed his hands back and forth over his arms, attempting to warm himself up. He didn't' know what he was supposed to do. If he told Mikasa and his mom about what had happened, they would only worry more. Eren was certain that there was nothing he could do about this new development except avoid sleeping, so, that was the plan he came up with. He would keep his mouth shut and just avoid sleep for as long as possible until he figured out a way to make King Levi back off.

"Yeah, Mika, I'm fine. It was a nightmare, that's all." His voice was gruff and scratchy from sleep and something else. He hesitated a moment, not understanding why he felt different until the realization hit him. He had a boner. Holy shit King Levi had given him a fucking boner. This was not good.

"Oh, Eren. You haven't had a nightmare in years. I can get Carla to brew you one of her special teas. How about you get a shower in the meantime?"

Before Eren could answer her, Mikasa had slunk out of his room in search for his mother. He wasn't going to complain because he most definitely needed to get a shower and take care of this…problem he was currently having. Luckily, he had been hidden underneath his covers so Mikasa hadn't noticed a thing. He didn't know what he would have done if she had seen. Die of embarrassment, probably. At least then King Levi couldn't bother him.

Speaking of King Levi…he wasn't supposed to be attracted to him! He was supposed to despise him and be doing everything in his power to want to get rid of him. But then, why had part of him been disappointed upon being pulled from the dream? Why did his body fill with fire whenever he remembered the way that King Levi's lips felt against his skin? What kind of Fae madness was this? Eren wasn't sure who he could go to for help with this situation. Mikasa and his mom would full on freak out and never allow him to leave their sight again.

Armin! He didn't necessarily need to tell Armin what was going on, but that kid was a genius who also happened to own more books than anyone in the entire village. All Eren had to do was ask for some books on the Fae and he was sure he could find something that involved Fae and dreams and how to get away from them.

For now, Eren had other things to take care of. Like a shower and getting rid of a certain something that he didn't want his family to see. Eren sighed heavily and rubbed his hands over his face. Just why did he have to be the one to get stuck with the evil perverted Fae King?

Oh my goodness, writing Levi as a sexual perverted evil Fae King is SO much more fun than I could have ever hoped for. Sorry this isn't that long, I'm still in London (one more day and I don't want to leave! *tears*) but I still wanted to get something up for you guys. Hope you enjoyed it!