Hello everyone! I know I just posted chapter 2 but the urge to write only hits when it wants to and I took advantage of it. Thank you again for reading/following/favoriting/reviewing. I've decided that I'm just going to follow my own little storyline here instead of sticking to the events of the series (mainly because I don't really know whats going to happen next). I hope you guys don't mind :) Oh and um I'm going to be using some strong language, just a head's up.

I don't own SnK or any of the characters.

On with the show!

Eren Jaeger just didn't know what to think anymore. As he lay on his tiny bed in his tiny cell he tried to understand what the hell had just transpired a few hours ago. Had that really just happened? Did the Corporal really just say what Eren thought he said? Surely not. Maybe he'd just misheard the older man.

You look good on your knees, Jaeger.

The words came flooding back into his memory. He felt the familiar heat of a blush make its way across his cheeks. Just who the hell did Levi think he was, saying shit like that? He knew the man was sadistic, but was he also a shameless pervert? Maybe that explained why he liked to beat Eren at the drop of a hat; because it got him off.

But why the hell was all of Levi's attention focused on him, of all people? Surely the man had no problem picking up women with his looks.

Eren tried not to imagine the bastard's smug face, but the image popped up in his mind anyway. That raven hair, that perfect alabaster skin, those beautiful grey eyes...

What the fuck? Men are not beautiful. Especially not short little assholes named Levi.

Eren tossed and turned in his bed. He really wanted to sleep but his mind just wouldn't allow it. He thought back to the shirt incident. The memories were still fresh in his mind and they began to play back like a recording. Every detail seemed to be etched into his brain. He recalled the way Levi's hand had felt when he touched his abdomen. It had been cold at first, but warmed up to Eren's body temperature after a few seconds. He couldn't help but think about how soft the older man's fingers had been. He had expected the Corporal's hands to be tough and calloused, hardened by battle like the man they belonged to. Instead they had been soft, almost like they'd never been used for hard work.

The more Eren tried not to think about the raven haired man the harder it became to stop. He remembered the way the older man's thumb had caressed his stomach (almost gently, if that was possible for Levi) and the way his fingers seemed to dance across the tan skin of his abdomen. He remembered how he'd begun to enjoy that soothing touch until the man had ruined it by scratching Eren like some kind of animal. Although it hadn't really hurt that much he still didn't appreciate it.

He'd read about people that actually enjoyed pain in one of Armin's books when he was younger. He had been bored and looking for something to take his mind off of the monotony of everyday life. Armin had cheerfully suggested reading, and even though Eren didn't care much for books (except for when Armin read them to him) he had decided that it would be better than drawing stick figure titans in the dirt with a stick like he'd been doing all day. Armin had a huge stack of books, some he bought himself with the money he earned running various errands for the townsfolk, and some that he found in the rubble of destroyed homes. He had decided to rummage through Armin's stash of books that he kept on a small shelf in his room.

The book Eren had settled on was a thin, black tome with no title or indication as to its contents. It had been buried underneath a giant dictionary on Armin's bookshelf. Eren blew the layers of dust off of the cover before slowly opening it. He tried his best to be delicate so as to not tear any of the old, yellowed pages. He gently flipped through pages of text, looking for pictures. It may have made him sound like a toddler, but picture books were his favorite. He loved seeing the depictions of far away lands and brave adventurers illustrated by artists from long ago.

About halfway through the book he found a picture that thoroughly confused his young mind. It was a man, completely naked save for the ropes binding his hands behind his back, kneeling before a voluptuous woman holding what appeared to be a horse whip. The woman was wearing a black corset and long boots and had her foot resting on the man's shoulder. She looked strangely pleased with the situation judging by the smirk on her face.

The young Eren had been a naive boy, and had wondered what the poor man had done to be tied up like that and why he wasn't wearing any clothes. He shrugged it off and continued flipping, finding more pictures of similar situations. He'd finally grown bored with the book after a few minutes and tossed it back onto the shelf. It wasn't until he'd become a teenager that he understood the true meaning behind the images.

Maybe Levi is like that woman, Eren thought to himself. Getting off on people bowing before him like some kind of pervert. He thought about how stupid he'd been to not realize it sooner. Why else would the man keep beating him for the smallest mistakes? He wanted Eren on his knees, fully submissive and ready to do anything he asked.

His thoughts were straying into dangerous territory, and he knew it. He tried to suppress the images that kept popping up in his head of kneeling before Levi, waiting with baited breath to see what the man would ask of him. He really wasn't trying to imagine the corporal running his fingers through his messy brown hair. He would never dream of fantasizing about those soft hands roaming over his chest, venturing lower, sliding slowly, seductively down his abdomen while leaning in so close that his breath was hot on Eren's neck...

What the fuck is wrong with me?

Eren could feel the blood rushing to his groin and he wanted to slap himself. Why? Why was he thinking about this? Why was he imagining doing those kinds of things? And with his superior officer of all people? He tried to distract himself by imagining a big breasted woman with supple hips and long legs lying beneath him, ready and waiting. He frowned when the thought did nothing but make him soft again. He sighed and decided to test himself by replacing the woman's face with Levi's. Much to his dismay his member was instantly brought back to life at the thought of the Corporal lying beneath him.

Why why why?!

He could feel his erection straining against the confines of his tight brown pants. He reluctantly lowered his hand between his legs and stroked himself through the thin fabric. He knew he really shouldn't be doing this, but he was so horny he found it hard to care about how wrong it was. He just needed release.

He focused on his earlier fantasy, picking up where he left off.

*everything in italics is in Eren's mind*

Levi was kissing his neck, softly at first, licking and sucking at different spots and giving an occasional nip with his teeth. He trailed his tongue along the side of Eren's neck, feeling his pulse strong beneath his skin. Eren's cheeks were pink from the heat and his arousal. The older man then claimed Eren's mouth with his own, slipping his tongue past his teeth and into the wet heat. Their tongues wrestled for dominance, all the while exploring each other's mouths. Eren was so focused on the intensity of the kiss that it took him a minute to notice Levi's hand sliding further down his toned body, stealthily slipping under the waistband of his pants and beneath his underwear.

Eren undid the front of his pants, unzipping them until he had enough room to pull down his underwear, freeing his aching member. Pre-cum was slowly oozing from the tip, proving just how worked up the depraved fantasy had made him. He began to jerk himself off, pumping slowly up and down and moaning into his pillow before further continuing his fantasy.

Levi slowly, teasingly unbuttoned and unzipped Eren's pants and slid them down to reveal his underwear. His erection was straining against the white fabric, begging to be freed.

Levi smirked. "What a little perv you are, getting this worked up over a kiss."

Eren's cheeks flushed an even deeper red and he looked away from Levi. "S-shut up" Levi just smirked that stupid smug smirk of his.

Although he didn't want to show it, he was anxiously awaiting the man's next move. Levi decided to stop teasing the poor boy and lowered his head until his breath ghosted over Eren's clothed erection, hot and humid. Eren let out a low moan at the contact. Levi smirked up at him once more.

"Let's see if this part of you tastes as sweet as that vulgar mouth of yours."

Eren barely had time to think before Levi pulled down his underwear, revealing his swollen cock to the cool night air. Levi wasted no time getting started. He leaned in and flicked his tongue underneath the tip, sampling some of the clear liquid that had collected there. Eren whined a bit at the contact, desperately wanting more.

Levi licked his lips before continuing, running his tongue slowly up from the base to the head of Eren's cock, making sure to keep eye contact with the boy as he did so. Those grey orbs were filled with desire. The sight was utterly breathtaking.

Eren's pace had quickened. He began to pump harder and faster, using his pre-cum as lubricant and tightening his grip around the shaft of his cock as more delicious images came flooding into his mind.

Finally Levi took the hardened flesh into his mouth, letting it slide in until it nearly hit the back of his throat. The raven's hands slid down from Eren's stomach and gently gripped his soft inner thighs so that the older man could brace himself. Levi began to move his head back and forth, letting Eren experience the delicious warm wetness of his mouth. The brunette was on cloud nine. He ran his fingers through Levi's soft black hair, encouraging him to go faster. Levi complied, picking up the pace while swirling his tongue around the head. Eren gently gripped the sides of the older man's head, thrusting himself into that heavenly mouth.

It was all too much. Eren could feel his pleasure reaching its climax. His pace became frantic as he felt himself reaching his peak. His hand slid up and down the slick shaft, pumping himself faster and faster. His other hand was pressed tightly against his mouth to stifle his lewd moans.

Eren shuddered in pleasure. "Levi, if you don't stop I'm going to-"

Levi cut him off by sucking harder on his cock, encouraging Eren to go ahead and give him everything he's got. The boy couldn't take it anymore, he had reached his limit. He thrust himself deep into Levi's mouth, crying out as he came, coating the back of the older man's throat with the warm, sticky fluid. He rode out his orgasm, doing his best not to choke the older man but still pushing himself as deep as he could go, emptying every last drop. He shuddered from the aftershock of such intense pleasure before finally loosening his grip on the raven locks.

Levi pulled away, a long string of cum trailing from his mouth to the tip of Eren's exhausted cock. He had made sure to swallow every last bit of the boy's seed. He wasn't one to be wasteful. He eagerly licked his lips to remove any remaining drops. He looked up at Eren with those seductive grey eyes.

"Not bad, Jaeger."

Eren laid on his side, panting heavily and looking at the mess he'd made of the sheets. He stared down at his hand as if it was the one who made him perform such a lewd act. Some of the white sticky fluid had coated his fingers in his orgasmic bliss. He brought his hand up to his face, hesitating a moment before slipping one of the digits into his mouth. It tasted bitter and a little salty, but not bad. He removed his finger from his mouth before sighing. He pulled up his underwear and pants and got up from the bed. He yanked the soiled sheets off the bed, using them to wipe his hand before throwing them into the corner. After his hand was clean he threw himself down onto the bed and buried his face in a pillow.

Eren squeezed his eyes shut and ran his hands through his messy brown nest of hair.

Well, it's official. I'm a freak.

With that he nodded off into an uneasy sleep.

Heh, I hope it wasn't too badly written. I haven't done smut in a while and it shows. I hope I didn't make Eren sound homophobic, he's just...confused :p Please review if you liked it!