I came up with this idea in the shower. I sat there and thought 'what if when we close our eyes, we are projected into a demon night club where they watch us?' and then it spiraled from there. I wrote this a while ago and forgot I had it so I decided to post it now. Have fun!
It started when Eren was in the shower after a tough day at lacrosse. He felt like he was going crazy when he felt small touches to his side and chest and heard whispers above the continuous drone of the shower. Whenever he closed his eyes, he felt like he was being watched. Of course, whenever he opened them all he saw was his shower's boring white tiles and his ocean-themed shower curtain. He had chalked it up to being tired, ignoring each odd touch, telling himself it was simply the shower curtain or sidebar. He got out and paid it no mind as he went to sleep.
He ignored it for a few more days, convincing himself that he allowed Mikasa to let him watch too many horror movies and now he was just being paranoid. A thought that made him feel much better before he felt a whole hand grab his ass when he was shampooing his hair. He startled and nearly fell over, grabbing his conditioner to use as an improvised weapon to attack the intruder. The intruder, to his relief, horror, and confusion, was not there. He scrambled for a towel and searched his whole apartment, finding absolutely no traces of anyone being there. Returning to the shower, he finished what he started, getting all the suds out but finding that the touches he steadfastly ignored before were starting to become a lot more real.
Three days later he screamed when he felt something suddenly entering his asshole when he was bent over cleaning his legs. Soon every time he was in the shower he found himself fending off invisible hands, hands of all sizes that would touch everywhere. After some testing, he realized that every time he closed his eyes the hands would appear, touching his most intimate places in ways that left him scandalized.
After a few more days, they started to hurt him. His back would be scratched, his neck and hips bruised. He didn't feel hurt, but when he passed the mirror and saw bruises around his neck, he was absolutely shocked.
It all led to a few days ago. Miraculously and for the first time since he first noticed them, the touches were gone. He showered with his eyes closed and felt nothing. Eren was ecstatic, the fear and horror of this unseen perpetrator were finally gone. He felt that perhaps it had just been a nervous break on his part and that it had never happened. At least it's over now. He thought, humming to himself as he dried off and stepped out of the shower. His humming stopped when he saw himself in the mirror. His neck and chest were completely covered in bruises, small circular discolorations, fresh ones. However, what horrified the brunet the most was the bruises on his stomach. The marks were spaced in such a way that Eren could swear it wrote 'MINE" in bold.
All of this led to where he was now.
"Jaeger I swear to gods if you don't go take a shower right now I'm going to personally kick you across the field!" Jean yelled at him from across the locker room, hand over his nose as he glared at the brunet. Eren froze in place, eyes darting to Horseface before landing on the other 3 boys still in the locker room. They were also standing quite far from him, no doubt due to the smell. In his fear to find out exactly what the fuck is touching him and claiming him as theirs, he's been avoiding showering at all costs. Which, of course, when you are playing lacrosse for 6 hours a day means a lot of sweat and dirt.
"Yeah man, I can smell your BO from outside! You know what the coach says, happy body healthy mind." Connie chimes in, also failing to subtly dress in his clean shirt at a distance.
"It's healthy body happy mind, dumbass." Reiner smirked, easily dodging the dirty underwear Connie chucked at him.
"Potato tomato, same thing. Still means Jaeger's gotta get clean or Coach Shadis is going to make him run two more miles tomorrow." Connie quipped, looking back at him with a slightly worried expression. "But in all seriousness man, you good? You seem… on edge."
You can say that again. But what the fuck can I even say? 'Yeah, I'm fine. Just being molested by a ghost every time I shower and now it's suddenly being possessive.' Eren sighed and shoved his clean clothes back in his locker, hesitantly grabbing his towel and shower caddy. With a small, fake smile he replied, "Just been busy, I'm fine! I'll go shower now."
"Thank fuck. I wasn't gonna be able to run behind you again when you smell like you jumped into a landfill." Jean said with a chuckle, earning a nasty glare from Eren.
"Shut the fuck up and trot along Kirsneigh." Eren groused, earning laughs from Reiner and Connie. Jean continued to splutter out insults while Eren started for the communal shower, the sound of the three walking out leaving a pang of dread in his chest.
So far all these… incidents happened in my own shower. Maybe a different one will work? Surely if it is a ghost as I suspect, then it has to be tethered to the shower at the apartment? Eren was coping and he knew it. The communal shower was large, pillars with shower heads at the top littering the space. His footsteps echoed off the walls, abandoned now that everyone has gone home for the day. Maybe I should pray?
He was never religious, his family mostly just did their own thing and followed religious holidays as much as the next person. But it couldn't hurt to try. Head bowed and eyes closed, 'any deity out there, please don't let the hands touch me. I'm tired of having greasy hair no cap. Amen?' That was the shittiest prayer he ever heard but he couldn't find it in himself to care. With a frustrated sigh he pulled the hair tie from his hair, cringing when the greasy locks stayed where they were, the grease allowing his hair to defy gravity.
When is the last time I showered? I found the… message on Monday so… fuck 4 days. The guys weren't kidding.
He stripped out of his jersey and pants, uncaringly throwing them to the side. He'd been avoiding changing in front of his friends as much as possible, not wanting anyone to see the marks left by the shower ghost thing. I gotta come up with a better name than that jeez.
With a final look around, he turned on the shower and let the fresh water pour over him. After 10 minutes of vigilance and nothing happening, he decided to just relax. I guess I was right, it must be bound to my shower. What a relief. That means I just have to shower here every day. That's simple enough. The privacy of his own shower would, of course, be preferable but being molested every time he showered or maybe seeing another dude's ass was no competition.
He took his bottle of conditioner and squeezed a generous glob of it into his hand, leaning his head back and massaging the soap into his hair. Just as he was rinsing, letting the soap slide down his tan skin in rivulets, he felt it. The hairs on his neck were standing on end, the very real feeling of being watched was one he couldn't ignore.
"Finally." A low voice sounded from behind him, his instincts to whirl around and see exactly who it was dampened by the mounting fear demanding he flees. A soft touch to his hair held him still, a whimper that had been lodged in his throat leaving his lips without his permission. The being behind him chuckled, hand gently sifting through his hair and landing on his back.
"Even prettier in person." The deep voice murmured, another hand reaching his hips and rubbing the skin there. What the actual fuck.
Eren wasn't really sure what to do in this situation. Unsure of the thing behind him, of what it could do. It's gentle now but… this feels like the same thing that cut up my back, bruised me, and left me sore. It's clearly not a ghost… but what could it even be? He decided then that he'd do what he did with everything else in life. Face it head-on. With a shaky breath, he turned, emerald eyes widening when he saw just what this thing was.
A demon. There was no denying it. No questioning it.
Two sets of large black horns adorned with silver designs sprouted from his head, the tips capped with gold plating. The pair in front grew upwards, the long horns arching away from one another. The pair behind them grew forward, the tips aimed at Eren as they swiveled around the first pair. Raven black hair sweeping away from the monstrous horns framed the demon's face, the long locks falling down to his waist. Just like the horns, the demon had 2 pairs of eyes. A smaller silver eye closer to his ear sat next to the larger main eyes. Piecing silver eyes stared at him, the vibrant color standing out against the black sclera, an otherworldly glow coming from behind his pupils as they studied one another. His face was pale, as were his long pointed ears that flicked at random as he studied the brunet. His lips were black, pulled into a smirk that showed off a mouth full of impossibly sharp teeth. Black markings covered his chest and shoulders, leading down each of his arms. As with everything else, the being in front of him had two pairs of arms. His gaze drifted down his chest, wincing at the rib bones that tore through the skin, meeting in the middle.
He would've studied further had the demon's dark hand not come up to grab his chin, moving his head around to look at him. The grip was firm but not overbearing, the skin of his fingers rough with calluses. Eren merely stood still, not sure he could put up a fight against the monstrous thing before him. So clearly, demons were real. What the fuck?! I guess Mikasa had tried to tell me that but how was I supposed to know it was true? Shit, she told me what to do if I ever met a demon (even though at the time I told her I didn't believe in the occult stuff she loved so much) but I was spaced out. Fuck! Something about some sort of words… probably in Latin. Fucking shit.
"How pretty. You're a catch. Worth the hassle of killing those scum fucks for the privilege." He spat out the last part, clearly annoyed with whoever 'those scum fucks' were. Is he complimenting me? What the fu-
"Give me your name." The demon suddenly demanded, pulling Eren's face to look straight at him. Eren felt a sudden shock go through him, mouth opening to comply before he could even think about it.
"Eren. Eren Jaeger."
The demon hummed, a pleased look in his eye.
"Obedient. Good boy, Eren." The demon said with a wicked grin, Eren's toes curling at the praise. Uh oh.
"Do you know why I'm here, Eren?" He asked, tutting when Eren shook his head in denial.
"It seems you've been a dirty boy. You haven't bathed in four days, disgusting. You used to be such a good boy about being clean…" He trailed off, the other set of hands grabbing at Eren's waist and pulling him closer. Eren gasped, his nakedness apparent when he felt the demon's very erect cock against his own.
"Um… who are you? What are you? I don't…" Eren questioned, trailing off when his brain refused to catch up. The demon looked at his lips for a moment before looking back into his eyes, the glow seemingly brighter than before.
"I'm Levi. I think it's pretty obvious what I am, Eren." Levi said with an amused tone. Before Eren could think of a rebuttal, a long tongue was going up his neck. Eren squeaked at the sudden feeling while Levi let out a long guttural groan.
"Fuck I've missed this. You have such soft skin here." Levi groaned, gripping his waist harder when Eren started to squirm in his hold.
"I-I don't understand! Why are you here? Why me? Why the shower?!" Eren shouted, panicking at how close those teeth were getting to his jugular. Levi hummed and licked at his ear, the tip of his tongue lightly dipping inside and causing the brunet to cringe at the weird feeling. The four-armed demon chuckled at the cute reaction and decided to take pity on the confused human. Eren felt those sinful lips lean in close, each breath the demon took felt extra sensitive now that his ear was wet.
"I'm here to claim what's mine. Which so happens to be you." What?!
Before Eren could voice his other questions such as what the actual fuck is happening right now, those thick arms lifted him right off the floor. He yelped at the sudden loss of floor, but Levi seemed undeterred as he kept lifting the bewildered human higher and higher until his hips were at eye level. Eren attempted to cover his dick, red flushing his cheeks at the thought of the demon looking at his most sensitive parts, but he found his hands grabbed by his free hands.
"What should I clean first? Let's see…" Levi murmured, eyes roaming from his naval to his dick. Eren floundered, legs kicking as he tried to remove himself from the demon's hands but the grip was steady and strong, not allowing him to move even an inch. Levi grinned up at him, sharp white teeth glinting in the shitty fluorescent light.
"Struggle all you want. You'll find I always get what I want. If you are good, I'll reward you." Levi murmured, his long dark tongue licking at his lips for a moment. Eren was about to object, still very confused as to what exactly the demon wanted when he was suddenly dipped down. His back arched as gravity pulled him down, waist parallel with the floor and legs thrown over Levi's shoulders. What do I do? Is he going to kill me? Eat me? Fuck he kinda looks like he wants to… fuck me? I'm so confused. Fuck! I wish I listened to Mikasa when I had the chance! Eren was pulled from his thoughts when all of a sudden, a finger was probing at his hole.
"Oi! Oi! What are you doing? Don't touch the- AH!" Eren screamed when suddenly something wet was pushing into his asshole. He could feel Levi's lips pulling into a smirk against his ass, the tongue inside him seeming impossibly long as it just kept pushing deeper inside him. It was uncomfortable for a minute, the brunet squirming at the odd feeling inside him, but suddenly Levi tilted his hips and his tongue veered upward, and Eren was seeing stars. Moans tumbled from his lips in a stuttered staccato, Levi's devilish tongue fucking him for all he was worth as he mapped out his insides. Eren could feel the blood rushing to his head, the way he hung in the air leaving him staring at an upside-down room. He pulled himself up but couldn't hold it long, his abdomen sore from his earlier workout. Without thinking, as he sat up once more his hands found purchase on Levi's horns, holding them for dear life as the demon ate his ass out like it was his last supper. The demon let out a guttural growl at the sudden grab but after a moment the sound slipped into a content rumble. Of course, that rumble meant his tongue was vibrating in his ass, right against his poor prostate.
"AH! LEVI!" Eren screamed, grip tightening on the smooth horns in front of him. This seemed to spur the demon on, enjoying the way Eren's hot insides squeezed his tongue.
Eren couldn't stop the plethora of embarrassing sounds coming from his mouth, internally berating his body for betraying him like this. His cock was hard as a rock, a steady stream of pre leaking from his sensitive tip with every push against his prostate. He was also acutely aware of the wet sounds coming from his ass.
"L-l-levi p-pl-please! I-" He couldn't get the words out. The steady pistoning of the ever-growing tongue was making his head fog, and soon he could only think of coming. He rutted upward but was met with no stimulation. He tried to use his own hand, but he was too weak to hold on with only one and had to abandon that plan immediately or he risked flopping back again. Levi noticed his dilemma and deciding to be charitable, reached one of his own hands up and with a cruel smirk, flicked the tip of his dick.
For Eren, it was all over. He wailed out his release, spasming as his body experienced wave after wave of euphoria, crying out when Levi's tongue was still punching his overstimulated prostate. Tears streamed down his face as he twitched with each pleasurable tingle that bordered on painful as Levi milked him dry. Finally, after a few minutes of near-painful overstimulation, Levi's tongue slithered out from his ass and Eren felt himself being lowered to the ground. He felt himself shaking as his body tried to make sense of the pleasurable feelings still coursing through him, the aftermath of having a demon's tongue treating his prostate like a punching bag.
He shivered, the feeling of water raining down on his body grounding him as he came back to his senses.
Levi was standing there, staring down at him with a feral glint in his eyes.
"Good boy. Now that you're all clean," He murmured, leaning down and running a hand down his stomach. "It's about time I filled you up." At the look in the boys eyes, the demon laughed smiling 'sweetly' at the exhausted boy.
"Oh don't worry pet. I will clean you out when I'm done."
This was the full idea: Little does Eren know, but he is being sold to the highest bidder at Club Asmodeus in the demon world. Every time he closes his eyes in the shower, his image Is placed on a beam that allows all the demons to watch him. Like a striptease. Levi kills the demons who originally bought the right to do as he wishes with the boy and decides to play with him for a bit. Eren usually loves shower time but lately, he can't even go near it. Every time he's in there, he feels like he's being watched. What's worse is that now it almost feels like someone is touching him. After not showering for a week, Mikasa yells at him to get going and he reluctantly agrees. As expected, he feels light touches, unexpectedly, he can see a hot demon is the one touching him.
also! Someone asked in the comments on AO3 why the demons were suddenly so focused on Eren so I replied "My thought was it wasn't focused on Eren necessarily but the shower he used was 'marked'. I pictured that when Eren bought the apartment Mikasa decided to cleanse it to ensure no demons got in. But she fucked it up and instead made his shower more noticeable. It was then marked in the demonic realm. He happened to be the one to use it and thus was put on display. He was originally bought by a different demon, who was allowing others to also touch him and scratch him and hurt him. Levi saw how pretty Eren was and decided to 'off the competition' and he became the sole owner of the rights to his body. Because he is now the owner of Eren he can show up to whatever shower Eren goes to instead of just the one in the apartment."