His memories of the rest of the audience were hazy and imprecise. Knowing that his supervision had been entrusted to Corporal Levi left a bittersweet taste in the back of his throat. Sure, he wasn't going to die and could finally realize his dream of joining the survey corps, which was a rather good thing. But still, the shameful recollections of his trial seemed to be fucking scorched into his memory. No matter what he did, he did not manage to forget the crushing humiliation he felt when he had to get up from his knees to return to his cell, clumsily trying to hide with his hands the shameful bulge in his trousers. Of course, his pathetic dissimulation attempt had not been a success and his pitiful manœuvres didn't escape the Corporal's mocking gaze.
Hours had passed since he had been escorted back to his cell by some sketchy soldiers armed as if to face the world's end and there he still was, torturing his mind as he replayed the morning's events in detail. The cell was darker than his mood and the feeble light pouring from the half-combusted torches gave him no clue as to what time it might be. Eren was sure of one thing, though, he had been locked in there way too long. As time went by, minutes seemed to lengthen and stretch impossibly. Unlike before, there was no one guarding him this time and the chains that kept him bound to the wall were loose enough for him to move around a bit. He could lie down quite comfortably and reach all four corners of his cell, but it was still meager consolation. He had believed that once the trial was over he would be freed, but he bitterly realized that he had been wrong. This was becoming a habit...
Eren fidgeted on his bed for the hundred thousandth time of the hour, tugging on the rough sheets tangled around his ankles. He was bored out of his mind. The day of his trial might have been over for all he knew. Perhaps the survey corpse had even left town without him, abandoning their plans to recruit a deranged, unstable kid who was moaning obscenely on the courtroom floor. Eren sat up, leaning against the wall and buried his head in his arms. Vivid flashes of souvenirs way too recent to his taste swirled briefly behind his closed eyelids. To say that he did not make a good impression during this hearing was an understatement. What could possibly have gotten into him? It was not like him to react that way. Granted, he was young and his hormones might have played tricks on him in the past, but this was a whole new level. He fucking reacted to the corporal's presence: a man, older, obviously violent. And he didn't seem that displeased with that last part, he thought as he remembered sharply the submissive moans that managed to escape his mouth.
At the thought, Eren felt his body react and his pants tightening dangerously. Well, if he still had any doubts, it was now very clear that he had completely lost his mind. Anyways, he was rock hard for Corporal Levi and that was a real problem. Growling in frustration, he ran a feverish hand through his hair.
« What the hell have I gotten myself into this time? » Eren breathed closing his eyes, his hand slowly drifting down his stomach towards the supple flesh of his thighs. Almost instinctively he wrapped his fingers around his cock, a shiver of pleasure stirring up his blood. Regarding the urgent matter in dire need of settlement, his sanity investigation would have to wait a bit. He could handle this situation as a gentleman, summoning to his mind soft breasts and smoother thighs. Yeah, he def could do that.
Eren's hand began to move gently between his legs, slowly rubbing his clothed erection ; soft globes, tender thighs and frowning eyes dancing behind his eyelids. He unzipped his pants, allowing his other hand to breach the unwelcome textile barrier. Now long legs, lean, muscular arms, jet black hair. The long-awaited touch of his fingers on his fully erected dick made Eren shudder, fully losing himself in the mental contemplation of a short-haired, aggressive-looking face.
Suddenly, he choked on his own breath. The hell? How come he was back to Levi's face? Didn't he start imagining women's boobs?
Breathless, Eren opened glassy eyes. He had to calm down, to wipe his mind blank of these forbidden images. Yet, he couldn't bring himself to completely stop the slow, heavy motion of his hand between his thighs, still clutching his throbbing erection. His eyes, clouded with desire, tried to focus on an indistinct spot behind the bars of his cell while images of the Corporal's harsh eyes and cruel grin seemed to be carved in negative on his retinas, with such precision it was almost disturbing. The boy felt a warm stickiness against his fingers and recognized the musky smell of his own pre-sperm.
Suddenly, he froze and his expression of guilty ecstasy turned into a horrified look. Lost in his overwhelming sensations, Eren had taken some time to identify what the slender shape he was staring at behind the bars really was.
Corporal Levi, very fucking real, stood a few feet away from him, nonchalantly leaning against the underground wall. Seeing the expression on his face - gloomy eyes and a nasty grin - Eren realized that if his fantasy had seemed so vivid before, it was actually because he was looking at it straight in the eye.
He was unable to even remove a finger from his leaking erection which, despite the situation did not seem to die down.
"So kid, wanna explain to me what you were doing just now? »
Levi's deep, commanding voice sent a jolt straight into Eren's dick which twitched obscenely between his fingers. He felt a drop of deadly cold sweat trace a sordid path along his abs ending its course into his pubes, where his hand was still deeply buried. His mouth was gaping ridiculously but the mountain of apologies his brain was trying to produce seemed stuck at the edge of his lips.
"When someone speaks to you, you answer. "Levi resumed coldly, all smiles - even cruel ones - gone for good. « Speak then. Don't tell me that you have enough courage to play with your balls in my presence but not enough to take responsibility ».
Eren lowered shamefully his head, trying to get his wet hand out of his pants. Yet Levi cooly crushed his desperate attempt to regain some kind of dignity.
"Jaeger, don't you dare move a finger until you've answered my fucking question! I've been stuck in that shitty courtroom for hours listening to herds of pigs tryna tell me how to do my job. All because of you. These fuckers think you're dangerous, alright. But questioning my ability to handle the likes of you? The hell? So you better not piss me any more and speak. What. the. fuck. were. you. doing? »
Levi's mask of acrimonious indifference was beginning to crackle dangerously and Eren felt waves of unspoken hatred brush against his skin. He didn't dare to move nor speak but the situation wasn't going to work itself out and not doing anything was just likely to make it worse.
Still carefully avoiding his superior's eyes Eren began to speak, trying his best to ignore the heavy sensation of his sex in the palm of his hand.
« F-forgive me Corporal, I-, huh well, it won't happen again. »
« Say it, Jaeger. What is it you were doing? And look at me when you're talking to me, damn it. »
« I - erm, I was masturbating, Corporal… »
The words came out with a difficulty Eren had never experienced before and tears of shame slightly blurred his vision. He looked up at Levi and was surprised to see that he seemed to have somewhat relaxed, slowly returning to his usual blasé self. Perhaps he just needed to vent after a particularly bad day? Which would explain why he even went after Eren in the first place? After all, the Corporal was human too... surely he would have had to satisfy his sexual urges too.
A fleeting hope crossed Eren's mind. Though even if Levi had taken his eyes off him to pull towards him a chair to sit on, he dared not move.
"So you were masturbating. Not that I ever doubted it... looks like you're still hard, huh. I guess you won't mind finishing the job. »
« Sorry, what? »
« I said : you finish what you started. » The voice was commanding and left no room for protest but Eren couldn't believe what he just heard. Was Corporal Levi really asking him to finish jerking off in front of him? Panic swept over him as he realized that his dick just hardened at the dirty thought.
"Pardon me, Corporal? "were the only words Eren managed to pronounce.
"Listen, kid, I'm gonna to make it real easy for you. The military doesn't trust you. I don't trust you. No one does actually. That's why I need you to show me that no matter the situation you'll always follow my orders, never try to attack me no matter what I ask you to do, and that you won't turn into a fucking titan whenever your shitty brain goes berserk. And this all starts now. So you're going to touch yourself until you cum, at my command. And only then we'll see if I let you out of your fucking cage. Did I make myself clear? »
Eren flushed crimson, unable to control the blood flow directed to his lower abdomen. He felt just as in the courtroom: unable to think straight or to understand why the indifferent eyes of his idol on him felt like a powerful aphrodisiac. His hand began to move again, as on its own.
Levi's voice snapped like a whip: "Faster than that, I don't have the night ahead of me kid. »
Eren groaned in response to the urgent tone, speeding up nonetheless.
" Lower your pants and kneel on the bed. »
Eren was properly losing his mind. He was hot and the pressing voice of the man sitting in front of him made him feel things he never would have imagined. As if in a trance, he obeyed; his world reduced to the hypnotizing voice of the Corporal. He sat up to kneel on his bed, his hands barely leaving his cock. Whimpers of pleasure now regularly poured out of his parted lips.
"Good boy… » uttered Levi. « See, you can be obedient without making a fuss when you want to. Now listen: you're going to spread your legs and use two fingers to touch yourself while you continue to jerk off."
It brought Eren right back to reality. He suddenly realizing that he was half-naked, touching himself in front of a man who was asking him to finger himself? First of all, how did his treacherous body allow the situation to degenerate this bad? And secondly, no. Just no! This was going to stop now. He couldn't, wouldn't let it go any further.
The Corporal surely sensed Eren's mood shift - he didn't give him time to process his concerns.
« Brat, you're gonna stick these fingers in here. You've been soaking wet since I walked through that door, so don't pretend you have second thoughts now. And even if you do, I assure you that if you don't do exactly as I say I'mma slice your fucking throat right this instant. »
A shiver ran down the shifter's spine. The icy look that came with the declaration made it clear that Levi was fully prepared to carry out his threat. Moreover, he had been edging for way too long. Even with all the determination in the world, he wasn't sure he could really stop himself. It did not seem like he had a choice.
Nevertheless, it didn't make him feel better about raising two fingers to his mouth. The shame was excruciating. He kept his eyes down so as not cross the gaze of the officer sitting nonchalantly in front of him. This fucker didn't even bother to look away. As if the situation was some kind of bland banality and he was not forcing a subordinate into performing degrading acts.
Trying to get Levi's presence out of his mind, Eren focused on the sensation of his fingers entering his mouth repeatedly - his tongue sucking and licking - until they were fully coated and gleaming. Assuming this task to be complete, Eren took his fingers out of his mouth with a loud "pop"; a thin trickle of saliva dripping down his chin.
His first hand still moving steadily along his shaft, Eren lowered the second one towards his cheeks. The slippery contact of his fingers against his quivering entrance made him shiver. He stopped for a moment to catch his breath and had the misfortune to look up. His eyes met darker ones.
Levi's indifferent expression seemed highly contradicted by the thunderstorm raging beneath his eyelids. The intensity of the stare that transfixed him made Eren squirm and he felt the muscles of his ass contract. He definitely had no control over his body. As he was dying inside with shame, his body seemed ecstatic as never before. He could have cried.
"Kid," the corporal breathed in his usual bossy voice, but it seemed to Eren that it had dropped an octave. "You tried to act like a freaked-out virgin when I told you to play with your ass, but you didn't waste a second sucking on your fingers like a slut before you trying to stuff them down there. I bet that' s hardly the first time you're doing that, right? »
Eren's face immediately turned a furious red. How could he have been so stupid? Sure, he'd done it a few times, or many? But what was he going to look like now? He moaned weakly, so damn aware of the situation he was in. He was so turned on he didn't even know how he still resisted the urge to shove his fingers into his ass.
As if he'd read his mind again, Levi spoke, interrupting his inner monologue.
« Do it, brat, get them in. Both of them. And don't you come, or I'll make you regret it. »
At this point, Eren was nearly sobbing with shame and excitement. He simply couldn't resist anymore. The anticipation was unbearable and every salacious phrase the corporal uttered threatened to rush his seemingly devastating orgasm. So much for his pride, and for the fact that he could never look his model in the face again after that, but he could no longer fight his own body.
He pressed his two fingers into his twitching hole in one swift motion and the sensation almost sent him over the edge. If he hadn't firmly held the base of his dick to prevent it, it would have been over at that very moment. Only a microscopic part of his mind in which remained Levi's threat and somewhere perhaps a wavering wish to please him, had prevented it.
Eren reopened his eyes he'd closed to process the violent sensations. They felt upon Corporal Levi. The latter had risen and moved forward to stand casually in front of the bars that framed the cell.
« Well Jaeger, I see that your body understands from whom you're taking your orders. Wanna come now? »
Eren nodded, whimpering. His whole body was shaking like a leaf and the strength of the denied orgasm vibrating inside him was about to make him lose his mind. Despite his hand still clutching his shaft tightly, pearly drops were pouring out of his reddened tip.
« Ask me for permission then. Beg me to let you cum. »
Eren's last defense melted like snow in the sun. He could no longer hold on and the weak protests of his rational brain had long been drowned under a sea of sensations.
"Ah! Ca-poral... "
"Yeah, kid?"
"Please! Let me... I beg you! »
"What are you begging for? Say it. »
"Hnnn... Let me come Corporal, please! »
An ominous smile crept upon the officer's lips and he nodded quietly.
That was all it took for Eren to release the pressure on his dick and cum into his hand, moaning obscenely. As he fell back heavily on his bed he felt his inner walls contract around his fingers. He didn't even have to move them to get into this state. This was even more humiliating.
Post nut clarity hit him hard. He felt with a whole new acuity the metallic grip of the handcuffs he had completely forgotten, the warm and sticky sperm on his hand and belly and the gaze of his superior on him. Eren looked up again only to see that Levi was now near the stairs that led to the surface and seemed colder than the dungeon stone.
« Given what I just saw, I don't mind getting you out of here. You look more like a bitch in heat than a threat to humanity. Soldiers will pick you up tomorrow morning but clean up this mess first. Honestly, it's fucking disgusting. »
This said he disappeared in the stairway, the sound of his boots on the steps fading away quickly. It was all so unrealistic Eren was having a hard time trusting his instant memory. Yet his his soiled hand was the irrefutable proof that he didn't just made the whole thing up.
What the hell was he going to do now? He couldn't believe he let such a thing happen and even less that he fucking loved it? Never in his life had he experienced such a powerful orgasm. His mind was still foggy and only his cooling body grounded him into reality.
Exhausted, Eren gathered what was left of his energy to clean himself using the little tap in the corner of his cell. He just managed to slip into his briefs before laying back down on his bed, falling seconds after into a deep and troubled sleep.
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