Author Note:
In response to the comment made by user Hippopi (my very first comment! Yay!)
on chapter 1.
They asked: who exactly is "Noble?"
Noble is a crossover character, who will play no important role in this piece.
The original 200 page work which this piece was taken from was a crossover with the book, Without Light, but it's not necessary to have read that book or to know anything about Noble. He's basically a powerful, attractive asshole. (kind of like Levi. XD )
This snippet has been edited to include only very brief and mostly inconsequential mention of any crossover characters except for the next and last mention, which will occur in chapter 3 and includes the only other crossover character from the original piece, Heather.
All readers need to know is that Heather is a helpful girl with some very mysterious abilities.
Hope that helps,
Crys
As it turned out, Eren and Levi were not 'two potatoes in a sack' as Sasha had enthused, but more like two cats in a bag. As soon as Levi was released from Hange's constant measuring and re-measuring his vitals to ensure he was healthy, Eren had "coincidentally" slammed right into him in the hallway, and the resulting screaming match required five soldiers to successfully tear them apart. Most had opted to hold Eren back, clearly intimidated by Levi, and he'd suddenly seemed to calm, smirked and walked off.
The next day it was Eren who 'coincidentally' met with bad luck, finding himself slipping on the apparently soaking wet floor in the scouts bathroom. He'd noticed a strong smell of orange as he got up, but hadn't expected Levi might be waiting behind the door to slam him up against the wall and twist his arm behind his back, hissing something about karma being a bitch. Unfortunately for him, though a fucking horse, of all things, had wandered right in, and Levi wound up so shocked that he didn't have time to react before it turned around and kicked him right off of Eren.
After that fiasco, Hange officially requested that Jean or 'The Stallion' act as Eren's personal bodyguard, and the two accepted, but with the condition that Eren be allowed to freely ride indoors. Hange had relented, and the two almost immediately took to racing around headquarters, literally horsing around with a highly amused Sasha and Connie, who joined in with apples and carrots whenever their friend pulled off a particularly impressive trick. Both Jean and Eren knew they couldn't stand each other enough to actually follow Hange's orders, but that didn't stop them enjoying their new privileges pretty much daily.
It was only after one of those ridiculous bouts of horseplay had finally ended that Levi had been able to enter the dining room and thus, encountered the infamous memo. What the fuck? He had not noticed it since it seemed to have been framed and placed up on the trophy board, a slightly crooked plaque reading 'THE memo' added beneath it. Honestly there was nothing too special about it. Scrawled on standard issue paper, and with disturbingly familiar penmanship, but what it said kept him glaring at it. "Eren is my boyfriend now. The rest of you can back the fuck off." What the hell did that even mean?
He surmised that this explained the brat's skills in bed, but for some reason thinking about that infuriated Levi. He'd assumed someone so ignorant would be a virgin, even now, when most guys his age talked about nothing but sex. Eren had seemed interested only in revenge and titans and the like, so it only made sense that he didn't have time to be fooling around with… Well, actually, Levi couldn't even picture who the brat might go for. Surely not one of his friends. The way they goofed off just struck him as too innocent. Not a girl either. Eren may have been stupid, but not that stupid. Everyone understood sex with women meant pregnancy, and in the field, that was a death sentence, practically a titan magnet... So then who? Surely not…
"Finally found it, did you?" He turned, raising an eyebrow at the ballsy soldier who'd come up to him. Samuel was his name… probably. Levi wasn't entirely sure. This guy was probably part of the 104th though, since he seemed to stand up for Eren. "Do you believe us yet?" He pointed to the memo. "There's the proof."
Levi leveled him with a glare. "Start speaking English, soldier."
Samuel shrugged. "I'm just saying, you were definitely into him. Just so you know, we all saw you doing things like sitting on him, kissing his face, and even feeding him by hand at mealtimes. I have no idea why you two split, but-"
"That's not even my handwriting." Levi tapped the stupid framed 'memo,' indicating the much neater way it had been written. "With me in this condition, I can't write worth a-"
"But you guys started play dating before you were injured, remember?"
Levi stared at him. "Pardon?" Samuel repeated himself, but again Levi only stared. Was this place turning into a madhouse? "So you're telling me, in the span of a couple months, I got practically eaten by a titan, survived in one piece, hooked up with an idiot, recruited a talking horse into squad Levi, and on top of it all-"
"That's Jean."
"I don't give a fuck what you named it! That abomination-"
"No, sorry, I mean like Jean Kirstein. The same guy you hand picked for your squad. He controls it." Now Levi was certain this place was going to the dogs, but Samuel finally sighed. "Look, go and find that one girl that never wears a uniform. Maybe her and her boyfriend can help you. I'm pretty sure you were hanging with that girl the night before the expedition.
What expedition? Oh. Right. The cover story expedition that never actually happened. How the hell anyone even claimed to believe that both he and Eren had gotten lost like a couple of brainless children, yet then survived in the field and come back unscathed, was beyond Levi. They apparently did buy it, though, since he'd been greeted by many soldiers already who'd welcomed him home and voiced how impressed they were. "Shouldn't the queen have given you another medal?" one of them had even said. Morons. Levi still headed off in the direction Samuel pointed though. If there was someone he'd been with directly before the incident, then he definitely wanted to meet her.
Honestly, Levi was almost certain that he must be the odd one out, here. That most, if not all, of these strange things had happened, but he'd just hit his head or something and now couldn't remember. Chiefly, he was certain something had damaged his right hand, since he was now having to retrain it to properly handle a sword, and of course… He didn't want to even think about it. It was much better to just deny it, right? To deny him.
Eren fucking Yeager… He had always stood out among his so-called peers, not least of all because he had those giant, determined eyes that had captured Levi's attention from day one. Never, in years of service, had he seen a fresh recruit with such striking fire already raging within them, to the point it even overflowed through their eyes like that. Never once. But Eren fucking Yeager just had to be different, always breaking the mold, shattering expectations and capturing amazing things which should never have been attainable by such a young, moronic person… like victory over the titans, or the ability to slam into Levi in the hallway and walk away without even a bloody nose… I should've kicked his ass. Levi knew that, because not only did Eren need to be checked, but others also needed to see that Levi wasn't afraid to be the one to do it. He had already proven himself both willing and able to beat Eren down, but clearly it was time for another lesson… except Eren didn't look the same now. Not to him.
Now Eren looked at him the same way he had once looked at his dream of killing the titans. There was so much anger and passion, and yet behind it all, the true core was pain, rippling, agonizing pain, so powerful that it overwhelmed his defenses and burst out, disguised as rage. But now all that passion was no longer focused on titans. It was focused on Levi himself. All of that over… me? And Levi knew he shouldn't take pleasure in learning such a thing, yet a spark of excitement lit fire in his veins when he thought about it. Even just from showing his face, he knew he could have a profound effect, and he could not help but wonder what else he could do to set off the human explosive that was Eren Yeager.
Was it sick to be so fascinated with that idea? Was it wrong? Levi struggled to care either way. He liked knowing the brat had trained month after month to restrain his wild side and tame his anger, and yet in less than a second, Levi's mere presence could undo all of that. In short, Levi now understood something: he fucked Eren up. After so many frustrated nights of humiliating, filthy thoughts tormenting him, now the tables had turned.
Maybe even from that very first day, Levi had always hated how Eren could fuck him up. The stupid brat would walk by in those fucking tight pants of his, showing off that perfect ass, just begging to be fucked. Or he'd reach right down in the middle of talking and adjust the straps on those fucking luscious thighs of his, showing off how thick they were. How soft and plump, like those sweet lips of his, the ones he'd so willingly let Levi taste as soon as he'd woken up… Time had passed but still nothing had changed. In fact, it had gotten worse. Everything about that morning seemed to burn into his brain and body, a nagging, undeniable moment of Eren exposing what he really thought. What he really thirsted for… And frankly, Levi knew he would not mind supplying, except…
Wouldn't that make Eren worse in the long run? He had looked back on that incident, carefully, and was sure the comment that had ruined everything was the one he had made mentioning "casual." Clearly casual wasn't okay with Eren. It had triggered the tears and even the death threat. But what else could he have offered at that time? Honestly, for the life of him, Levi couldn't recall ever even telling Eren he liked him. He could not recall ever having asked Eren out or even kissing him before that bizarre, dreamlike day… when he'd woken beside him and learned that somehow Eren knew how he liked his nipples played with…
How fucked up, though, that it was even possible to lose what had to have been very poignant memories. When exactly had he taught Eren how to pleasure him in just the right way? What had led up to it? Had Eren initiated or had Levi himself? Had it taken place in that back room in the stable or in the basement in the dead of night? Only Eren knew, and there wasn't a single chance in hell he'd be sharing the details, especially not with the person he now might even want to kill…
Actually, that was a problem worth considering too. Eren had spat out that death threat right in front of Hange, and the way it had run off his tongue so smoothly made Levi suspect he must've thought it many times before. That piece did not quite fit, though. How could Eren seem so hurt by being forgotten and so desperately thirsty for him, and yet so quick to spit out death threats, as if he spent time ruminating on murder… Although… that wouldn't exactly be strange considering this is Eren. Hadn't Eren always boldly professed that his most fervent desire was murder? His passion and his drive all centered around killing, violence and bloodshed, and his fantasies probably had as well... "Makes sense." When he thought about it like that, Levi realized he wasn't all that concerned. Eren had apparently not really changed from the person he'd always known, passionate, probably crazy and definitely hot as fuck. The only difference? All that passion was now directed… somewhere else.
Levi slowed to a stop, recognizing where he was headed, toward the officer's quarters, and therefore away from the basement. The new girl must've buttered up Hange if she had a room up here, and in fact, it was likely she lived right next door to Levi himself. He hadn't cared to check. And what did that mean? Well it meant he could just visit her later, right? There was no need to right now, especially considering a more pressing matter was already making his pants feel too tight. Levi did spare a glance at the door down the hall, noticing the long dead torch was now lit, but he still unlocked his door and let himself into his room.
He made sure to lock the door behind him and loosened his cravat first of all, relieved to be back in his sterilized, orderly space. How amazing that his days could be so exhausting even though he was not even allowed to do his job. Maybe he was just hungry, since that stupid memo had distracted him away from dinner, but now heading to dinner would be foolish at best. Eren's stupid friends had ended their dumb game even before he'd read that memo, so chances were, they were now stuffing their faces at that table they had always sat at. That was fine, though. It meant even less chance of interruption, so he kicked his boots off, shed his jacket and made himself comfortable on his bed. He'd retained the white pants and straps, and on second thought, the boots too, but he'd untied the leather piece atop them, knowing he didn't need modesty right now anyway.
Working his pants down proved almost painful, but not quite, and he usually liked the way he could then feel the cool air and freedom and yet also maintain those tight belts that reminded him of the object of his fascination. Maybe actually putting his hands on the brat was pretty much guaranteed to only cause him more pain, but just thinking about it, running his fingers along the taught leather, and touching only himself wouldn't hurt anyone. Neither would slipping a hand underneath his own shirt and recalling the way Eren's fuckable pretty mouth had felt on this very same nipple…
Or well, that was what Levi believed, until his bathroom door slid smoothly open and he wound up frozen in this very inconvenient position.
You have got to be fucking kidding me. But no. Of course Eren motherfucking Yeager stepped out, a smug grin on his face, like he knew he had already won...
To be Continued...
The free version of the crossover book where Noble comes from is available on fictionpress. It's called "Without Light"
fictionpressDOTcom/s/2823398/1/Without-Light
The full version of this story is now available on and archive of our own. The title is the same lol
