Hey guys! Sorry for the short second chapter. Ill make it longer next time. This is written in Levi's point of view from what happened last time so enjoy that. loveless fangirl helped review and edit the story. Warning, yaoi, bad language, rough, and forced sex. Don't like, don't read. I hope you'll enjoy! I do not own AOT or the characters.

I saw his blood stain the water red as it ran down the drain.

Levi paced in his office. The thought of talking to Eren again after what he had done. After how much Eren had to endure due to the "lesson" Levi taught. He'd chewed his thumb nail down to the cuticle and hadn't touched any paper work on his desk yet. It was cluttering his desk and the last thing he needed was a mess. He sighed and sat in his chair, starting to straighten everything up. He wondered why he was so frantic about seeing Eren. Maybe it was about seeing Eren's expressions tainted with the pain he caused, or the uncomfortable movements due to the lingering soreness of his hips. He sighed and closed his eyes.

I did that to him. I was the one who broke him…

The idea of seeing Eren covered in bruises, thrilled me. The thought of seeing him beg with tears in his eyes, somehow shattered my control. And the welts all over his body made by my hand, only made me want him more. I don't know why I chose Eren. Maybe it was a full moon out to make me act so strange, to let myself go like this. Or perhaps, it was his beautiful, indescribable eyes, his expressive young eyes filled with shock and confusion.

His face was blushing bright red, heaving through his open mouth while tears ran down his cheeks. Slick tears mixed with my cum masking his face. I thought I had just made a master piece, and for the night, Eren was my canvas. He was probably embarrassed he came in front of me, his own mess coating his stomach, on his knees, tied and helpless. I was just kinda pissed because he didn't ask me, the part of me that wanted me to touch this masochistic brat was telling me to teach him to respect me. Eren looked sick and nervous, maybe because he liked it too much.

"Lick it off," I said "You need to clean your face."

Eren opened his mouth. "But sir-"I wouldn't let him say more.

"I don't think you want to finish that sentence."

He gave a pout but started to flick his tongue all over his face where he could reach. He was taking my orders, licking my essence off his face and taking it in his mouth. "Do you like the taste? The taste of my warm cum in your mouth and on your face? You even came yourself, without permission too."

Eren's cock was still erect, pulsing, just from my words. He looked annoyed, tired from the earlier beating and- of course- what was on his body.

"Yes, I do. It tastes good." Eren swallowed. "Could you untie my wrists now, please?"

Let him go? Oh hell no I couldn't let him leave now. The night was still young after all. I had so much more in mind for him, I wanted to take him, make him cry out in both pain and pleasure. Hear the pleas for me to stop, it would be the purest music, and I would be the Maestro.

"Oh, you think you're getting off that easy?" I grabbed the wrists I had tied earlier to get him on his feet. "You came without asking and I thought I told you I was going to fuck you, remember?"

I tossed Eren on the bed. He must have been pissing his pants, he tried to get up and get off the bed. I pushed him back down though and pinned him, I felt his body tremble under me.

"Please, corporal, please! N-no more, I've learn my lesson! Just let me go, you sick fuck!" Eren begged with a whimper. "Please, just no more."

Eren should really know better, I told him the rules in the beginning and he still defied them. His will was still strong, I could get rid of that couldn't I? I grabbed a crop and slapped his thigh hard, it started to become a stinging red mark that would become another bruise. I'm so glad I never got rid of that crop. His face scrunched up. My hand pressed on Eren's neck, fear was settling in to his body. I could only wonder what went through his mind, the shaking he was doing was exciting.

"Apparently you haven't. You forgot rule number one, brat," I harshly whispered "And that's going to cost you."

The kid was so scared, of me and himself. He still couldn't comprehend his body yet, he didn't understand why he didn't react like everyone else would in this situation. I didn't really care if he was scared shitless, I just wanted to fuck him. I flipped him over on the bed and saw what I had made of his back. Bright lines and red marks were everywhere, three were bleeding. I wanted to touch them just to see Eren flinch, his tan skin that used to be soft and clear, was tattered in welts and blood.

I got the crop and slapped the leather against his skin. Eren raised his head releasing pitiful moans, he just needed to let himself enjoy my attention and it would be so much better for him. New blood beaded on his skin, I enjoyed this more than I knew I probably should. But how could I help but break a pretty boy like Eren? I sat his chin up and brought the crop to his face, he probably thought I was going to hit him.

"Kiss it." I ordered

He brought his lips to the leather and did as I said. Show affection to the thing that hurt you, it was a quick peck and he fell back on the bed. I was done with the crop and threw it away and clenched Eren's ass. It fit perfectly in my palm, firm and untainted without the marks that covered the rest of his body. I could change that. If I could have, I would have senselessly fucked him right then and there. The scent of blood and cum gave me the craving to do so, but I had to give a little. I put my fingers in his drooling mouth, disgusting.

"Suck on them. It's for your sake any way." He licked and sucked, coating them in saliva. It felt wet and warm, I rubbed them on his tongue and took them out. I could only stand the feeling for so long. Eren was breathing harder, I inserted a slick finger. I wanted to see his face, what face was he making? Because I couldn't I reveled in every shrill scream or moan he made, his body tensing while I started to stretch his tight body. Moans started to drift from his mouth, he must have started to enjoy himself, or at least lost control of his body anyway.

"Damn, you must be a virgin, you're just getting off on one of my fingers aren't you? And only one, too."

I thrust my finger in deeper, twisting, to hear more soft noises from Eren's panting mouth.

"Please… please stop I-it- Nahh! Hah-ah!"

"You're so loud and dripping wet all over my bed. Wonder what you'll sound like with two." I slipped in a second finger. He tensed up around them, tears coming to his eyes. I wanted to lick them off, to taste the pain he felt, all the humiliation he was enduring. He buried his head in the sheets to keep his voice down, but I was dying to hear more.

"They slipped in so easily," I spread my fingers apart. "Your body is such a greedy bitch that wants to be stuffed." I talked more, I couldn't help it. I'm talkative.

"Don't- ha!-talk like t-that." Eren moaned out.

I needed to see his face, to hear him moan like that made me want to see. I grabbed his abused head and looked at him. His eyes weeping and sleepy looking, his cheeks bright red as tears dripped down his face. It was horrifically beautiful.

"Yet you still moan. Are my fingers not satisfying? Maybe another part is what you need." My cock was pulsing at seeing Eren's head shake, his last failing plea. I didn't care what he wanted, him rejecting it made me want to take him more.

"Please…. No more… I-I don't want to." Eren lightly heaved and swallowed. "This isn't right, I-I don't think I can t-take it."

"Oh I think you're wrong," I pulled my fingers out and pushed the tip in slowly. "You'll take all of me if that's what I want you to do."

"Ah! N-no! Not there!" Eren squirmed trying to get up. I couldn't take anymore of refusal, I was going to have him if I wanted him. I muffled his plea into the bed.

"Shut the fuck and spread your legs." I spread them myself, I knew Eren wouldn't do it and moved in deeper.

He lifted his head and said nothing. I supposed the pain was unbearable (he was obviously a virgin) and he was choking on a silent scream , I on the other hand was feeling pure fucking bliss. He was tight. His warmth around me, his muscles clenching while I moved roughly, stubbornly pushing past his resistance. I hooked my nails into his chest as I moved.

"You're really tight around me, Yeager. It's almost like you don't want to let me go." After I moved out I tried thrusting in deeper.

Eren clutched the sheets with his hands and cried out, just for me, "Hah, fuck! - Please, don't, n-no more! Nggh- ah- I-I'm going to br-break!" drool sliding down his skin.

I already knew I was going to break him. Use his body whenever I wanted to. It's not like I hadn't ordered him around before. His wounds were reopening and starting to bleed again, that made ecstasy run all around my body. I licked up his back, tasting the bittersweet blood on my lips before sinking my teeth into his neck.

"That's right, brat. Cry out to me," I started to move in and out smoother. I wanted to hear more of his helpless voice. "Tell me how it is for you to cry like that?"

He didn't say anything. Only heaving breaths and the occasional moan. Was he stuck in his own mind? Trying to think of anywhere other than here? Did I give a fuck? No, I wanted what I asked for and Eren would give me it. I picked him up on my lap and made his hips move with mine, that's what snapped him out of it. Eren cried more and the noises escaping him seemed to be louder, screaming from the change. I grabbed his chin, damn he looked pitiful while he enjoyed himself. "Tell me. What are you feeling to make you cry like that? To moan like that?"

He still wouldn't answer me. I slammed deep and hard inside of him.

His eyes widened "Gah! Ah, shit- St-top!"

"Then answer me. Dammit." I demanded

When I didn't hear anything, I moved harder, faster than the last time. Eren moaned more and as I did. "Tell me." I whispered and snuck my hand to Eren's dripping cock that begged for me to let him come. I finally got to him

"Good!" Eren screamed "It feels so fucking good, ah! S-so good!"

I couldn't help but smirk. He chose the right words to say. I didn't know if what he said was true or if he was saying it because he knew I'd like it. It didn't matter either way to me, it was fucking great to know.

"Would you want me to do this more?" I asked

"So much more! Hah- much more!"

"Do you want to cum?"

"Yes! Please! I want to cum, I want to cum for you!"

I had finally gotten to him. Finally made him understand his place. I am one good fucking teacher. And now, Eren will be one obedient bitch.

"Go ahead, brat."

He tilted his head back and moaned loud, his cum sprinkling on his stomach. I came soon after, my fluids lacing his insides and spilling out of him. I had marked him everywhere. I pulled out and let Eren drop on the bed, he curled up like a child and breathed in his chest. I undid his hands and got up off the bed.

I smelled gross, I was coming off my high and decided I should shower. I buttoned my pants and tidied up my hair. "I'm taking a shower. I want you cleaned up and back in the dungeon before I get out if you can get up. If you can't, you get dressed and wait for me to take you," I got a towel and turned back. "Is that clear?"

I bet he clinched his heart to see if his heart was still beating. He nodded back at me in silence. He was still catching tears from himself. I opened the door and walked inside, setting the towel on the sink and starting the water. I undressed and stepped inside. I sweetly hummed, pretty ecstatic from the night. I couldn't stop thinking of Eren crying though, his face as tears rolled off his cheeks. It probably stained my sheets, I couldn't think about it now, that's all I wanted to see before. No fucking way I could go back on this now. I let the warm water hit my face then looked down to shake it off, then I saw it.

Blood going down the drain. Eren never hurt me, never put a scratch on me. It was his. I put my hand to my mouth, I felt like I could scream. What had I done? It all feels like some sort of dream I made up, was it real? Of course it was, I heard his pleads, I saw his tears, and I'm washing off his blood. Why the hell do I even care?! I wanted to do it, I shouldn't regret this, I shouldn't even give a shit. But I can't stop staring down at the red tinted water spinning down the drain.

I caused this. When I hit him, I felt dizzy. When I talked to him in that vile manor, I got off on it. When I touched him, I was high on him. When I saw him first react to my violence in the way he did, that's when the needle shot into my arm and I wanted more.

I did it.

Because I was addicted?

I shut off the water and dried myself off. I put on my old clothes, which smelled like Eren and sweat and blood mixed together. I opened the door a crack, he was looking at himself in the mirror, touching his face and bruises. Humiliated tears ran down his face, I closed my eyes and breathed in. I stepped out of the bath room, making Eren perk up out of fear. Fear of me.

"Alright, come on." I said

Eren slowly struggled to stand up. He groaned and clenched teeth to get up on his feet. I bit the inside of my lip. I walked towards him. "Here, wrap your arm around my neck." I offered my shoulder. It was the least I could do for him, after what I had done.

"Thanks, but no thanks, sir," Eren stood up and limped to the door. "I don't need your help."

I stood there and ran my fingers through my hair.

What had I done to him?

The sound of the door clicking open made Levi's eyes pop open. A weary Eren closed the door behind him staying close to it. Levi put his papers to the side and straightened up. Eren looked up, but not looking at Levi. He was unable to do so.

"You wanted to see me, Captain?"

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