"Good Boy, Erwin. Swallow all of it. Good. Open your mouth. Not bad for your first time with me. But know that any that drips from that pretty chin of yours will be your fucking responsibility…" Levi paused, admiring the sheen of sweat that covered Erwin's chest, his neck…

"Stand up, Boy. I want to clean you off."

Erwin gasped as the little Master's tongue ran along the ridge of his collarbone, the arch of his neck, then moaned when Levi slithered behind him and ran a tongue from the crown of his spine down to the small of his back. When Levi had reached low enough he came off of his tip toes and went down to his knees with small thuds. Erwin yelped when Levi's kanines came down hard on his ass, jaw tightening around the delicate skin.

"Shut up, boy. If you're too loud someone will find us…" Another bite, a quiet whimper. Levi bounced to his feet and circled to Erwin's front again, his eyes cornering Erwin into a cramped mind, his hand running down the line of his body until it reached his cock. Levi gripped it loosely, tightening his hold only when he started moving his fist up and down the slicked surface with all the intent and lust of an animal in heat. Erwin was shaking all over, the thrill of Levi touching him too much for his senses, overpowering him and reverting him to a beast, a pet…

He wanted Levi to break him.

Bend him over the edge of the bed and fuck him until he screamed. He wanted Levi's fingernails in his skin. He wanted the bedframe to crack beneath the grind of their bodies. He wanted Levi. Wanted him so brutally that he felt like coming. He was panting hard, even the thought of being thoroughly dominated enough to push him closer and closer to the edge. He licked his lips, still tasting the salt of Levi's come and moaning into his teeth so that he wouldn't beg for it. For anything at all, for Levi to pull faster on his cock, for something-and Erwin shuddered in horror when Levi stopped touching him. Touching him when he was already so close.

"Kneel on the bed. Now."

Erwin's eyebrows furrowed, his body starting to ache from the delay of release. Erwin stepped back to the bed and straddled it, his body quivering, begging for Levi to finish him. With an impartial glance in Erwin's direction, Levi moved slowly to the chair beside the bed, then dragged it with a heavy scraping sound to a new position that looked Erwin dead on. He sat into the chair with an air of elegance, crossing one knee over the other much like the way they had started, only now Levi looked undeniably poisonous...and Erwin was drinking up the image of him with every intention of being poisoned.

"Touch yourself."

"...What do…"

"Touch. Yourself. Boy."

"Yes Sir...Mmnh…Ahh…"

It didn't take long. Erwin was slicked with precum and the erotic images flashing through his mind of Levi and all the things Erwin knew he would do and things he could never even imagine...the image of Levi now, glaring at him like he was a meal with the glower of power sharpening his every feature… Erwin felt like his nerves were being shot with electricity, sharp and numbing and so fucking hot.

"Say my name, Boy."

"Ahhh… Lev...i…"

"Mmm. What a pleasant sound. Beg for me, Boy. Tell me how much you want me to touch you."

"Ahh… Please, Levi...I want you...to…"

"Don't you dare come on my sheets, Boy. If you do I'll fuck you raw."

"Mmmn… Please...Sir...I need to...to…"

"To what? Come? Only when I tell you to. Though I'm not sure I will. Very unsanitary, wouldn't you agree, Boy?"

Erwin moaned into his own chest, trying hopelessly to keep from howling. He was hardly touching himself now, trying to obey his master without making his body hurt any more than it already did. Every small contact of his fingers to his cock hurt…He wanted to come. He needed to, he was sure he would split in half if he didn't. His whole body was wracked with sweat and tension and pain and Erwin welcomed the torture.

"Please...Sir… Please let me come. Please," Erwin panted, his eyes fogged and his body light and his mind dizzy. He was getting off on begging...feeling the words tumble from his mouth like a prayer… and Levi was his God.

"Alright Boy. I'll let you come. Lay back on the bed. That's it." Levi stood from his throne, moving languidly to Erwin then straddling his thighs, his sharp jaw clenching and unclenching as he looked down on his ever obedient Boy.

"Alright Boy. Remember to be quiet, I don't want Hange to interrupt me while I suck you off."

Erwin bit into his lip hard, squirming in anticipation, hardly capable of containing himself when Levi's small, cool mouth covered the tip. In a flash Levi had throated Erwin to the hilt, and with a groan Erwin came. Levi's hand slammed over Erwin's mouth to muffle the sound, only making Erwin come harder, deeper. When Erwin's arched body finally fell back onto the sheets of his bed, Levi released Erwin's cock clean, swallowing the come without pause.

Erwin was shocked. With heavy breaths, he watched Levi's face when he swallowed his come...the split second expression of distaste, then a distant and kingly nonchalance that Erwin was very familiar with.

"Levi...You didn't have to-"

"I know god damn well what I do and don't need to do. I would rather take care of it myself than have to clean it off your sheets later." Levi stood, picking up the glasses that had been long forgotten on the bedside table.

"Goodnight Erwin."

The door closed heavily behind the little master, Erwin's bolo tie still proudly rested on Levi's cravat.