A/N: Changed Rivaille to Levi and commander to corporal. Enjoy this chapter!


Eren was a bit reluctant to follow Levi as he didn't quite seem himself today but it was a bit too late. The lights flickered on and Eren realised he was in a supply closet.

"To be honest with you I was considering another method of punishment but…I changed my mind," Levi snickered. He tapped the door Eren was looking at, knowing Eren was looking for a way to escape.

The closet felt claustrophobic and it was dusty, extremely dusty. It was surprising Levi could stand it. The air was hard to breathe. Eren looked around at the shelves. They were filled with building tools, spare and old parts of 3D DMG, paint buckets and

"Stop thinking and sit down here," Levi instructed, pointing to the plastic covered stool. Eren reluctantly sat down and looked up at Levi who had his hands crossed over his chest and was staring at him with those half closed eyes.

Eren watched as the corporal grabbed his own chair from a corner, a cleaner one, and sat with the chair backwards, leaning in with his arms folded on the back of the chair. He stared.

"Um, what are you doing?" Eren asked, immobile on his chair for fear of getting beat up..

"Don't speak out of turn."

"Oh"

There was a silence.

"Stroke my leg, Eren."

"What."

Levi shuffled forward, bringing the chair closer to Eren. "Do it."

Eren looked at the corporal. He was drunk, he deducted, definitely drunk. Eren stared at the man's leg. Their knees were touching. Levi's eyes were glinting under the fluorescent lights above them.

"Why are you hesitating," Levi drawled. "Touch my leg."

Eren didn't want to disrespect so slowly, he reached forward and stroked the Corporal's right thigh.

Then the door bust open and Mikasa walked in.