Hey guys! New chapter! In this chapter theres a little bit of Jean and Eren but nothing too bad. And like always we have Levi doing it with Eren. Story edited by loveless fangirl. I don't own AOT or the characters. Enjoy.

And now he owns me. And I've come to accept that.

"Ahh! C-corporal! H-harder!" Eren shouted in pleasure.

The bed shook from the force of Levi's thrusts. Eren hid his face in the mattress, tears rolling off his face and muffled moans coming out, feeling nails rake up the arch of his back. Levi grabbed Eren's wrists and stretched his arms to raise his sweating body. He wanted to hear him, see his face as he rammed into him. Eren's eyes slit and mouth dripping with drool in the corner.

"What? It isn't hard enough for you?" Levi rocked in deeper and faster. He leaned in Eren's face and licked off what was a salty tear. "You're such a greedy bitch, aren't you?"

Eren arched his back and screamed in lust. "Yes, sir! I am, t-thank you!"

Levi bit down hard on the back of Eren's neck, Eren whimpering as he did so, feeling cum starting to warm inside of him. Levi dropped on arm and grabbed Eren's hip and rocked in- and- out faster. Eren felt his own fluids run down his legs, eager to be release and the time was now.

"Uh-huh! Please! I need to cum! L-let me cum, sir! Please, please!" Eren asked

Levi breathed as his teeth got off of Eren's skin. "You want to cum for me?"

Eren nodded "I wanna c-cum for you, please!"

"I taught you how to beg so well. You have my permission."

Eren threw his head back in a loud moan and came on the sheets and dripped on his knees. He panted hard as Levi thrust into him, deep, letting his seed spill inside. Levi let go of Eren's arms, his head immediately falling into the pillow while Levi pulled out. Slick cream colored liquid poured from Eren's sore entrance while Levi got off of the bed, searching for his pants. Eren swallowed and wiped his tears.

It had been two weeks since Levi started to request Eren for services. The perfect stress reliever after a long day of taking orders from air head pigs and giving them to mindless soldiers. That was what made Eren different, Eren had a brain. It also gave him something to do, that's usually why he'd take Eren. Giving commands was much more enjoyable that way. Eren had gotten used to Levi's controlling ways, and if he wanted to get his fix, he'd keep doing what he was told. Since the urges to feel pain didn't seem to leave. But he would never tell Levi.

Eren groaned as he sat up in the bed, bringing the sheets to cover his knees. He rubbed his tired face while Levi sat back on the bed, with a silver lighter in his hand. His hand curling for Eren to give him a cigarette. Eren did so while Levi lit up the end. Eren glared and scratched his head. "I'm getting real tiered of you coming inside me."

"Yeah, I bet you are. I don't care." Levi replied

"Can't you pull out one day?"

"Can't," Levi turned around and blew smoke. "I'd dirty up the sheets."

"Asshole." Eren murmured

"Do you really want to start running your fucking mouth right after we have sex? I could go for a round two really fast."

Eren perked up from the threat and lowered his head. "No, sir. Sorry I asked."

"Now that's a good boy."

Eren rubbed his neck and felt the dent of the bite. Teeth now imprinted on his skin. It wasn't anything new, Levi left bruises and bites on Eren all the time. It wasn't like Eren was complaining, but it was getting harder and harder to hide them from people. Mostly just from Mikasa. He sighed and slapped his hand down on the bed.

"Damn, that bite is going to stay for a while," He waddled over to Levi and wrapped his arms around Levi's neck. He rested his chin on his shoulder, smelling the fresh smoke. "How am I gonna hide this one?" He said more so to himself.

"Why hide it? I like seeing my work. And get off, you reek." Levi said taking another smooth drag.

"Well duh, so none of my friends see it they don't know what I do when you ask me to visit with you. Mikasa would kill you if she knew what was going on. She worries a lot when she just sees the small bruises you give me."

Levi narrowed his eyes thinking about Mikasa. Someone who had feelings for Eren and was around him constantly; someone who really did care. That pissed him off, Eren was his, no one else's. He would never give him up so easily, not when he would lose his new favorite toy.

"Why don't you just ditch her? Ditch everyone. Then you wouldn't have to care about people finding out your pain kink."

Eren frowned and unraveled his arms from Levi's neck. "You want me to ditch them? All my friends, my only family, the people who care for me? You want me to just say 'See yeah later, my Captain needs to have sex with me?'"

Levi turned around and crossed his legs. Elbows resting on thighs. "That or just come out with it."

"Heh, yeah and have everyone know I have no shame by doing this with you."

"You're ashamed of me?"

"Damn right I am. I let you do whatever you want to my body any time of day," Eren snapped in a whisper leaning in to Levi. "I hate knowing that I just let this happen. Because… Because…"

Levi smirked. He leaned over to the end tabled and crushed his smoke in the crystal ash tray and scooted closer. His thumb brushing Eren's cheek, detest in the air. "Because you're mine." He lowly whispered

Eren pulled back. He never wanted to belong to Levi. Not like this anyway if there was any future with them. It wasn't anything real, it was just a get in- get out relationship. And owner and the owned, Eren didn't want to believe he fell anywhere in the category. He leaned to Levi's face, annoyance showing on his face.

"You don't own me."

"Oh? I don't own you?"

"No, no you don't."

"Then why do you let me take you away when I want?"

Eren growled and flipped the sheets off, he didn't want to hear anymore. He got out of the bed quickly and tossed his button up on his arms. Buttoning the buttons with trembling fingers and kicking up his shorts and pants in a close pile.

"Where are you going?" Levi asked, turned back around.

Eren pulled up his shorts and next came his pants. "I'm getting out of here. I can't stand you, because I hate you. You got what you wanted, I think I can leave now, sir."

Levi covered his hand and chuckled silently in it. Watching Eren be pissy over the truth was amusing to him. Like a pouting child, almost. He cleared his throat and went back to his normal emotionless face.

"What if I get bored again and want to play with your body again?"

Eren faced forward. Bored? What did Levi think he was? A board game he could play any time of day? That's what finally got to Eren after these past weeks. Not the beatings or sex, but what Levi thought Eren was. Eren clenched his teeth and threw his hand down as he turned, his bare foot stomping the ground.

"I'm not just something to do when there's nothing else around!" Eren shouted "I'm a human- fucking- being!" Eren marched over to pick up his jacket and boots, then to the door to open it. His eyes looked moist. He turned back to Levi. "Learn how to treat me like one. Until then, go to hell." And slammed the door shut.

Levi lowered his head and sighed. He did it again.

Eren leaned on a hallway wall with his hands full still. He closed his eyes with a pained look on his face, slowly sliding down with things falling. He covered his face completely with his hands and bit his lip.

Don't you cry. Don't you dare cry because of him, dammit.

No matter what Eren said to himself, he couldn't help the tears that welled in his eyes. They started to leave his eyes and fill his hands, they started to slide down his cheeks. "Dammit," He sniffled and wiped his nose. "I should be crying because of him. Why am I even…? He doesn't care about me. I certainly don't care about him." Eren talked to himself, trying to stop.

"Not from what I heard." A snarky, familiar voice chuckled.

Eren looked up getting rid of tears. He huffed out angrily and bawled his hands into fists on the ground. "What the fuck do you want, Horse Face!" Eren's nose was stuffy and his eyes stinging with salt. Jean held a tray of tea cups and pot that was slowly starting to cool. Sugar and honey in small bowls.

"I came to give the Captain his tea since they couldn't find you. Now I know why."

Eren's eyes widened. Someone heard, someone knew now. Out of all people it had to be Jean. That frightened him, what would Jean say to everyone and what would they think of him? Eren stood up and stepped forward to Jean with a pleading look.

"How much did you hear?"

"'Uh! L-let me come, sir! Please, please!' is where I came in at." Jean reenacted

Eren cringed at the script he had given Jean of his words. He shushed Jean and cling to his chest.

"Please don't tell anyone," Eren begged "No one needs to know about this."

Jean rolled his eyes with a scoff, turning so Eren was off him. "Wow, you think I'd tell people about your sex life? I don't have time for stupid shit like that, Yeager," He looked at Eren and sighed. "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. I promise."

Even if Eren didn't like Jean, he knew he could trust him. He was a comrade, someone who had his back when there was danger. Eren knew his word was good. Eren could finally breathe again and he smiled sadly.

"Thank you so much. I owe you one." He patted Jean's shoulder.

"How about you owe me one now?" Jean suggested "Have tea with me. There's an empty room up here, I want to know more about this."

Eren tilted his head and straightened up. There wasn't much to discuss, not much that Eren wanted to really talk about. "But I thought that was Corporal's tea."

"Do you think he really wants tea after what he did to you?" Jean smiled and started to walk past Eren. He rolled his shoulder. "Come on, if anyone deserves tea, it's you."

Does he actually care?

"Come on, it'll make you feel better."

He must if he wants to help.

"Y-yeah, just let me pick up my shoes and jacket."

Eren paired up his boots and cloaked his arm with the jacket and started to follow Jean's lead. Levi saw through the crack in the door he made and squinted at the two as they walked away. He closed the door with a click.

Jean put the tray on a dusty vanity that hadn't been touched in years. Eren sat on a stiff bed looking down and around the room, seeing cobwebs in corners and the cracked light switch that didn't work.

"Whose room was this again?" Eren asked

"Oh, some recon that died early on. They never put anyone back up here since. So I thought it was a waste of a room and why don't I use it sometimes."

"What do you use it for? You bring girls up here or something?"

"No, idiot. Private bathroom," Jean started to pour tea in the cups. "What else could I ask for?"

Eren stood up and actually walked to the bathroom door. He hung on the frame. "You wouldn't mind if I used it, would you?"

Jean shook his head. "Knock yourself out. Do you take anything with black tea?"

"Yeah. Two sugars, please," Eren opened the door and stepped in. "And Jean. Thanks for caring."

Jean turned back, and gave a grin. "No problem."

Eren cleaned himself up from earlier, he didn't want the disgusting liquid inside of him anymore. He pulled up his pants and washed his hands and face before he left. He saw his red eye fade into a pink but his eyes were still puffy. He sighed at his state but put himself back together and left the bathroom. Jean was on the bed with a tea cup in his hand, he held out the foggy drink. Eren walked over and took it with both hands, the smell warm and inviting, Eren hummed and turned to Jean.

"Smells good." Eren said

"Take a taste, see if I screwed it up or anything."

Eren closed his eyes and sipped his drink. He smile in the cup and took another one. "It's good. Really good. Thanks, Jean."

"Yeah yeah, whatever," Jean crossed his legs and sat his palm on his cheek. "So how long has this thing been going on with you and Corporal?"

Eren chewed his cheek and slumped in his cup. "A couple weeks. It randomly happened one night and it kinda hasn't stopped. He just jumps me whenever he wants and doesn't give me a choice."

"Why haven't you told anyone else about this? You're being forced to have sex with him. If you want it to stop just tell someone."

"I can't, Jean. He threatened me if I told anyone and I li-"He caught himself before he said anymore about liking the pain. He drank more of his tea.

Jean scooted closer to Eren. "And you like it, is what you mean, huh?"

Eren quickly turned his head and looked up. "What?" Eren said astonished. "Why would you even think something like that?"

"Oh come on, Yeager. Today wasn't the first time I heard you moan out."

Eren swallowed. Embarrassed. "How… How long?"

"A week ago, at least."

"Oh my god." Eren whined and dig his forehead in the cup's rim. Embarrassed that someone had known for so long. Jean put his arm around Eren's back to pull him in closer.

"You know, you sound really hot when you moan," Jean's hand crept up Eren's thigh. Eren's eyes grew as he straightened up and looked at Jean. "I could make you moan like that."

Eren shuttered and was speechless to respond. Honestly, now he felt like an actual toy, being passed around and played with.

"What?" Eren muttered.

"Oh come on, you like what Corporal does for you. I'd like a taste too. I bet I could make you moan better."

Eren pushed Jean's hand away. "You're joking about this, right? You like my sister. "

"Yeah, as having a relationship. I wouldn't do half the things I wanted to do with her," Jean got close to Eren's lips, his hand going up to Eren's crotch. "That's why I saw you as a toy."

Eren wouldn't let that happened, not with a second person, anyway. Eren pulled away and looked hurt, he thought Jean actually wanted to comfort him. "Fuck you, Jean." He harshly whispered. Eren started to get up from the bed, feeling light- headed as he did, he swayed on his feet. Jean got up and balanced Eren on each side with his hands.

"Hey, you okay?" Jean said, even though he knew what was wrong.

"I-I feel dizzy," Eren started to feel like he would faint. Jean caught him and laid him on the bed. Jean sat at the end of the bed watching Eren pant. "What did you put in my drink?"

Jean shrugged. "Two sugars and a pretty good knock- out pill."

"You drugged me?" Eren finally figured out what Jean's plan was. "You planned on doing this the whole time."

"Mmmmhhmm. I planned to do it the first time I heard you at work. I thought a slut like you wouldn't mind trying someone else, but I had to make sure you wouldn't refuse."

Jean started to take off his shoes, Eren's body growing hotter and sleepier by the minute. Jean got on top of Eren and ran his hand up his shirt while his lips went to Eren's neck, Eren tried to push him off but he was too weak.

"Stop it, asshole. I'm… I'm not a slut." Eren slurred.

"Damn, he works you over pretty well." Jean massaged Eren's peck underneath. Eren tried his best not to cry out in his lewd and sleepy mind. "I feel bumps all over your body. You must have that pain thing, huh?" Jean's hand started to rub the outside of Eren's crotch.

Silence for the moment as Eren tried to stay up. Shaken for a moment. "Stop… Saying things… Like that…"

"It's kinda unfair, if I leave a mark I won't know which is mine."

"Eat shit, H-horse Face."

"You're still up? I thought you'd be out by now."

"I… Trusted you…" Eren started to blink his eyes shut. He forced himself to stay up as long as he could, feeling a smirk on his skin. "I thought… You cared…"

Jean pulled up to Eren's ear, hearing the last words before he would pass out. "Seems like you thought wrong."

In Eren's fallen state, Jean started to undo buttons. Revealing Eren's chest filled with red hickys and deep bite marks. "Jesus, he really likes to mark you."

"Yeah, to show that he's mine."

Jean gasped and hopped off of Eren. Levi stood in the doorway with his arms crossed, his eyes ice cold glaring at Jean. Jean gapped his mouth, his heart racing scared for his life. He got caught in the act of stealing what Levi claimed. Jean hopped to his feet and straightened his back, Levi slinked out of the doorway and popped out his hip.

"What do you think you're fucking doing here?" Levi asked

Jean trembled for something to say. "I- um- Eren was distraught after leaving your room so I-I brought him to be alone-"

"Alone to fuck him, yeah?"

"N-no, sir! Nothing like that!"

"Oh, so Eren took some sleeping drug all by himself and told you to get on top of him right?" Levi got close to Jean's face. "I'm not an idiot, dickhead. Don't treat me as such."

Jean through his hands up in a nervous defense. "No! No! I don't mean that you were one, it's not what it looks like."

Levi grabbed Jean collar and yanked him down. "You listen to me and listen to me good. I don't play well with others, especially the people who take what I own without permission," Levi circled Jean toward the door and pushed him away. "Get the hell out of here and never think of doing this again. If you get any bright ideas on telling anyone on what me and Eren do, just tell me now what plate you want your balls served to you on."

"Ah! Y-yes sir! It won't happen ever again." Jean quickly exited out of the room and closing the door, screaming out.

Levi breathed out tired and walked to the bed. He crossed his legs and rested his cheeks on his palms. "You're more trouble than you're worth." Of course Eren couldn't hear him, but it was the thought that counted. Levi looked over at Eren- his pants already started to stick out-leaning back on another hand. Eren looked peaceful when he was asleep, his breath slowed and his nose twitching here and there. Levi touched Eren's cheek bone and trailed to the corner of his lip. "You look so helpless asleep," Levi let his finger hang between Eren's parted lips. "I should take advantage of this."

Eren blinked his eyes a few times, getting used to the dim darkness of the run down room, again. He groaned as he felt lingering pain run through his wrist bone. Almost like he had fallen asleep laying on them. Then he remembered what happened. Thoughts of Jean touching his body, learning his lustful secrets, it all rushed back to him so quickly. He gasped at the thought of what Jean did to him, then he was angry at what Jean might have done to him. He scanned and couldn't find any trace of Jean.

"Jean! Get your fucking ass out here so I can kick the fuck out of it! You son of a-!" In Eren's struggle to move, he didn't know he was on the ground, unable to move his hands.

His own shirt was binding his wrists hooked on the leg that held the bed up. He panicked, the last thing he knew was that Jean wanted sex, but would he wait for Eren to wake up before he tried the act? Eren acted quickly and tried to undo the knotting before he would spot Jean again. A boot from the shadow clicked, Eren looked up with a sweat drop passing his lips.

"Jean, please, don't do this," he pleaded "I can't handle this with another person."

The boots came closer, and didn't listen. Eren flinched and closed his eyes. Eren was pissed, and scared all at the same time. They were fighting just to see who would win. He felt finger tips pick up his chin. "Do your fucking worst, asshole."

"That's no way to talk to your superior," The voice said. "Not the ones that save your ass, anyway."

Eren's eye immediately popped open from the familiar call. "Corporal! How did you-"

"I heard you and that other brat talking in the hallway. Thought I'd go exploring."

Eren almost felt like he was smiling. Gleaming that he wouldn't be touched with traitor hands. He sighed with relief. "Thank you. Thank you so much, sir!" Eren said, hyped. "Can you untie this, please? Jean must have done it before you came."

Levi squatted down. Instead of undoing the shirt, he pulled off Eren's buttons from his pants. "No, no, I did that."

Eren's eyes grew. "What?!" he lean forward. "Why would you do that?!"

Levi looked up and pinched Eren's cheeks together. "Because I told you that I owned you. You let some guy take advantage of you." Levi tossed Eren's head back and made him hit the post. Going back to Eren's pants.

"And I get punished for that?!"

"Stop talking. I don't like having things I owned being used. It's for my personal use. No one else's," When Levi got done taking out Eren's cock, he looked up at Eren. "Now when are you going to learn that?"

"I told you before, you don't own me. I'm a person, not a plaything."

Levi slapped Eren's cheek and waited for him to recover from the hit. Eren's eyes drooped up.

"I told you to shut the fuck up. Now unless your next words are 'You own me'- or anything that falls between those lines- I'll tease you till you start to beg for me. Your choice."

Levi stood up and crossed his arms, giving Eren his chance to start talking. Eren chewed his cheek and kept quiet. Deep down inside, Eren knew that Levi owned him, but a sliver of his pride stood in the way from letting it out. Levi shrugged his shoulders.

"Suit yourself, then," The boot of Levi's heel went to Eren's open lap. Eren tensed up and clinched his teeth. "More fun for me then."

Eren's toes curled, a painful low breath slipping from his mouth. "Fuck!" He groaned, his hands bawling up in fists. It hurt, but in the most satisfying way. Levi's heel twisted.

"I told you to shut up unless you'd say "You own me" I know you didn't forget, brat," His foot moved up and down Eren's erecting member. "Or are you ready to give in?"

Eren's eyes shut tightly, his lip trembling. He shook his head and kept his mouth shut. He shook his head quickly and swallowed. Levi started to move up and down in longer length as Eren grew, Eren seethed, trying to keep a moan down. Levi bent his leg to where the tip of his boot was playing with the head. Eren's breath hitched, his head flinging back. Small pearl drops started to sneak on Levi's leather.

"Maybe you like getting off on my dirty shoe. You seem to be."

I'm not getting off on it enough. I can't believe this, I need more.

Eren pierced his lips together and blush, embarrassed that he started to grind his hips. Levi started to notice and move his foot away. Eren looked up to see why he had stopped, panting softly. Levi shook his head and bent down.

"I didn't say you could do anything yourself, I am teasing you. I'm not letting you come on my boots."

Eren bit his lip and looked down. His cock aching, his body needing. Levi sighed and stood up. "If you're not going to say anything, I should just leave you." He headed towards the door.

Eren gasped and looked up. He couldn't be left now, not in the state he was in. Eren wriggled his wrist to try and get up. "Uh, n-"Eren stopped himself from talking. Levi turned his head.

"Are you going to say something?"

Eren shrunk back in his stop and curved his eyes. Levi opened the door, not hearing anything from Eren. I can't believe this.

"I'll be back later to-"

"You own me!" Eren interrupted with his head down. "There I said it! You own me, every last fucking inch! Now can you get over here and finish what you started?!"

Levi turned his head, keeping his hand on the door knob. "I thought you learned manors for me. I didn't hear a please."

"Please! Please, sir. I need you, now sir! Do whatever you want just get over here."

Levi smirked and started to close the door. He walked back and yanked the ankles of Eren's pants, pulling the rest off his legs. He unbuckled his own pants and slug the belt on the ground with a loud crash. "Spread your legs, brat," Levi screwed off his pants buttons. "And I'll be the only one satisfy you."

Eren bent his legs and spread them as far apart as he could, his cock twitching and wanting. "Yes, sir. Thank you."

Levi took out his member and held it in his palm. He gave a few quick rubs. "Thanking me already, such a good boy," He knelt down where Eren's entrance was, raising fingers to Eren's mouth. "Suck on these."

"Please sir, I don't care about that. I'll deal with the pain later, just do it already." Eren said inpatient.

Levi was somewhat surprised Eren wouldn't want to be prepped before they had sex. But also gave an odd sense of pleasure from the wanting body. He positioned his body better, Eren's legs wrapped around Levi's hips and Levi's hands on Eren's waist.

"Did I really tease you that well?" Levi grinned while brushing his head against Eren's ass.

"Y-yes, sir. Very well, please hurry." Eren begged.

"I don't know, I kinda like you this way."

"Stop it, I said what you wanted. You owe me that much."

"I don't own you shit, brat."

"You were the one to make the deal," Eren growled. "And I'll say it again," Eren got close to Levi's face with agitation. "You. Fucking. Own. Me."

Levi could see the frustration on Eren's face. Angry over not being able to release. Levi just thought that Eren might be starting to lose the pride he still held onto inside. "That was very good, Eren," Levi pushed his cock in. Eren cried out in lust. "So I guess you deserve your reward."

Eren's nails dug into his palms, his face straining and turning cherry red, in both blush and stress from the feeling. He let out the breath he saved from a gasp and felt electricity flow side by side blood from his veins. Levi always had to get used to the tightness of Eren's insides before he could move. He clung his nails to the side of Eren's back and his thumb nail piercing Eren's sculpted hip bone. Levi started to pull out and slam back in, repeating the process again and again. Tears started to roll off Eren's cheeks and into his gapping mouth, releasing moans like a chorus even as Levi tore his body. Eren's legs squeezed around Levi, bringing him closer to his perpetrating body.

"Oh sh-! Fuck!" Eren yelled, his voice intertwining with the banging sound of creaking wood against his back. "Hah- thank you!" He panted.

Levi just looked down and kept going at his same pace. Occasionally looking up at a verbal Eren, favoring in the whole action of Levi's body. The contact of skin-on-skin could have made Eren feel sick to his stomach and yet he still implored for more. It made him think it was awful for him to ever let Levi started doing this, he could have seen if he could call Levi's bluff and told someone. Then it would be the end of the story and Eren would never have to endure this pain and humiliation anymore.

So why didn't he?

Eren couldn't think about why now. He was too in need, in heat to get rid of pent up feelings inside. Maybe it was the day he had, being drugged by an asshole you thought was going to make you tea and stay by your side drugs you and tries to have sex with you because he heard you having sex with a superior. Whom also is a sadist and knows you're a shutter masochist. This might have been the way Eren could see this, as a stress reliever. It felt like the weight of the world was off his shoulders for the moment. Eren saw this as a way to cope with these feelings.

The sound of thighs slapping against pants legs filled the space. Eren rolled his hips along with Levi's, being able to make his body go in and out deeper. His baking head twisting side to side, legs clinching and unclenching. Tears blurring his vision and trying to make out Levi's face. Unemotional, as always with a grunt creeping though his teeth often. It wasn't passion on his face, nothing was real between the two. He looked frustrated, or maybe egger for something more.

"Keep your legs around my back. Don't fucking drop them." Levi huffed, his hips slowing down.

Eren made sure he latched around Levi to do whatever he wanted without questioning. Something Levi adored. Levi put his thin hand on Eren's beating chest and darted for his neck. Eren automatically turned his head to the side, feeling clammy breath and pearl teeth coming for him. Eren gasped and held on tighter, almost for comfort. His spine started shrinking more into the ground as the thrusts started to exasperate to its quicker speed. The feeling of Levi's teeth clamping down and pulling skin to leave mark, made Eren's voice crack and his moans come out sooner.

"Uhuh! C-corporal, fuck! T-thank you!" Eren's tone broke.

Levi pulled off, leaving a glistening wet stop and a red teeth marks. His cheek buried down in Eren's color bone. His eyes slit open. "You know…Just this once," Levi panted "You don't need to say thank you. You're being very good today."

Eren opened his eyes as he slightly gasped with a swallow. "Y-yes, sir." He wasn't going to question the reasoning why he wouldn't want to hear a cry like that. In a way, Eren was probably glad because of it, he didn't have to say such troubling things. Levi' made circles against Eren's budding nipple with a gentle thumb as he nibbled Eren's collarbone. Getting ready for a bigger bit to leave another one of his trademark bits. Eren cringed and stumbled with his noises as he looked up at the ceiling. It was dirty, the eggshell that was painted years back was now yellow. Eren only thought how out of character it was for Levi to be having sex in an old place like this, then again, Levi was full of surprises.

Eren's noises and moans trailed out longer, his body feeling weaker and unable to resist a release. His face looked forward, his breathing hitching with white bubbling at the tip of his cock. Overflowing on the sides that felt like thick warm drops coursing down his pulsing cock. "Shit, I-I need to cum!" Eren shouted, mindlessly.

Levi kissed Eren's neck. No nip, no bit, but a simple kiss to Eren. He hadn't felt that kind of kiss since they screwed around in Levi's office. "Don't ask. Just do it." Levi mumbled hitting deep inside Eren. Eren tightened up and moaned loudly.

"Uh! Ah, w-why are you being so l-lenient?" Eren questioned

"Just appreciate it, brat and hurry up." Levi gritted.

"Y-yes- Ahhah! ~ Corporal!"

Eren came quickly after what he had said. His hot seed splashed on his stomach and sweat lacing all over his body. Levi gave a few more thrusts to the lifeless, tired body, then in the last one stayed deep inside and came. His breath tickling Eren's ear, Levi pulled out and wiped a thin layer of sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. Eren was still panting in his lap. A mixture of blood and cum leaked from him. He looked up with a wincing, winking eye. "Why…. Couldn't you have pulled out….. This time?"

Levi smirked and the chime of a metal zipper came. "Simple," He started to put his hands behind Eren's back and untie his shirt. "I didn't want to get the floor any dirtier than it already is."

"You're such an ass." Eren whined."

"Round. Two. Yeager."

Eren gasped. "I'm sorry." Eren rubbed his wrists starting to soothe them from being stiff.

"Its fine," Levi got up and found his belt. After he weaved it through the loops, he went to the bed and got Eren's jacket. He knelt back down in front of his and put it over his shoulders, as if it were a cape. "Come on, We'll need to get you cleaned up. I know a personal bath you can use."

"Uh, personal bath?" Eren said, confused. "You've never let me use a personal bath before."

"I could have just left you in your fucking cum and tied up for someone to get you. Are you really going to question my kindness?"

"Um, yeah. It's not like you."

Levi sighed and tussled Eren's hair. "There's a good amount of blood coming from you. I don't think you'd want to go to public showers while people ask you why the fuck is your ass bleeding," Levi stood up. "Now get dressed. I'll wait for you outside. Don't make me fucking wait long."

"Ye… Yes, sir."

What is with this sudden act of kindness?

Hot water splashed all over Eren's back, tracing down his tight muscles and sore spine. He sunk into the steaming bath that was drawn as everything was quiet with no chattering voices but the smell of clean fog. It was something that finally felt refreshing from the day he had. He groaned as a brush scrubber with short bristles and soap scrap his back.

"You know I can clean myself, yea? I'm not totally useless."

"Oh believe me," Levi said scrubbing to make the soap bubble up, then dumping warm water on Eren's back again. "I know that you're not fucking useless."

Eren puffed out his cheeks, angry blush coming as he shot back a glare. He brought his knees to his chest. "Then stop washing me like I'm a fucking toddled. I can do the rest."

"I'm not letting you push me away after I saved you from some brat, fuck you nicely-"

"You're using that term loosely." Eren interrupted

"Shut up. And then bring you to a private bath to get cleaned up. No fucking way, so you're going to let me do this."

Eren turned back and dug his chin in his chaffing knees. Gooey palms started to go into his hair and cleanse his scalp with tough fingers. Eren could quite grasp why Levi was doing this, Levi didn't care about him. And if there was a sliver of time when he did, it wasn't in a nurturing manor. "Why do you want to do this anyway?" Eren muttered "To humiliate me or something?"

"I don't know, is this humiliating to you? I mean, I've done worse to you."

"I guess you're right," Eren tilted his head back. "So what's your reason?"

Levi grabbed Eren's head and made it look forward again. "Don't move your head while I clean it, brat," Levi scolded and fondled with the locks more with suds.

Why am I doing this?

"I just thought you had a rough day, okay? And you were very pleasant this evening even when I teased you, so that's a plus."

"So this is a thank you, or something?"

"Yea, I guess so. For finally saying that I own you."

Eren glared back "I didn't me-"

Levi got the same damp wooden bucket and scooped water from the bath. He dumped it on Eren's head, making him spaz in the tub and spit out soap water.

"Hey!" Eren spurted, brushing back heavy bangs. "Tell me when you're doing that!"

"Quit your bitching and get out before that water gets cold. It's filthy already. " Levi stood from the small stool picked it up. Putting it back to the shower area and picked up a fresh towel Levi folded before. Eren sighed and slicked back pieces of his hair. He drained the water and stood up, cooling water dripping of his rippled body and plopping in the bath, making tiny rings. Levi unfolded the towel and spread it apart, his arms stretched open. Eren's feet tapped on the ground towards the man.

"Oh come on. I'm not two!" Eren protested

"Get over here. And don't make me repeat myself."

Eren still wasn't a person yet to Levi. He was still something he could control, something to give orders to, and something he…owned. Eren never had a choice now, being with Levi in whatever relationship they had, even if it felt like he did have one. Eren had no word, he was forced to do whatever Levi wanted him to do, and he just had to accept it. Eren stepped into the towel and let Levi wrap it around his shoulders and hid his body in puffy black. Eren turned around, Levi rubbed and patted a few spots to make them dry.

He's not taking care of me.

"Thank you, Captain." Eren gingerly said.

"Don't worry, you always thank me in a better way."

He's taking care of what he owns.

Levi helped dry Eren's hair and after that, it slinked down to Eren's shoulders. He smelled the cotton. "Is this your towel?" Eren asked

"Yeah, its old, I wasn't going to use it anymore until it was clean and I couldn't find any other towels. Why?"

"Smells like you."

Levi scoffed. "Don't start becoming a fucking girl on me now, Yeager." Levi taunted

"I'm not! I was just saying." Eren snapped

"Stop having a bitch fit and get dressed before you catch a cold. Can't have you getting sick," Levi messed up Eren's hair and rolled down his sleeves. He headed towards the door. "I'll be waiting outside."

Levi walked out the door. Eren stood still, a chill nipping at his bare legs.

"Yes, sir…."

Why must I always say it like I know I'm supposed to?

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