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Levi never questioned the fleeting looks, the hidden staring, or the constant need to be nearby—but never too close. He simply figured the omega didn’t know how to approach him properly. Though he never links Eren to the strange occurrences happening around him.
He never questioned Petra’s odd message about going on a holiday with family. Hange began shying away from him, claiming something about needing to study on their own. Even Erwin refused to spend time with him outside of classes.
Well, whatever, their loss.
Before leaving, he comes across Eren having a staring competition with his sister, a frown on his face, mouth moving but voice far too quiet to be heard at such a distance.
“Oi, Mikasa!” Her head whips around, eyes wide. Eren freezes. “Let’s go.”
“Ah, no, I’m hanging with Armin in the library today,” she excuses, collecting her belongings from her locker. “See you at dinner.”
Eren shies away when he approaches, crouching down to swap his shoes over.
Levi glances down, noting the boy’s red ears, but he doesn’t comment on it when he says, “You better hurry up, it looks like it’s going to rain soon.”
“It’s fine, my house is closer than yours,” he reassures with a nervous laugh.
Levi doesn’t think twice about why the omega would know where he lives; Mikasa’s a friend of his, so he brushes it off without thought, despite the brat having never visited before. Bag over his shoulder, he leaves the building, glaring at the dark clouds overhead.
He makes it halfway to his house before the rain finally starts falling. Cursing under his breath, Levi takes shelter at a bus stop and checks the time. He doesn’t need to be home for a few hours, but he’d rather be there than stuck here.
What he doesn’t expect, however, is to hear a familiar voice shouting, “Hey, Levi!” The alpha lifts his head and quirks an eyebrow. Sure enough, there’s Eren, running over to him through the rain. He’s panting by the time he comes to a stop under the bus stop’s protective roof.
“Why aren’t you going home?” Levi asks, frowning at the younger as he wipes water from his face.
Pointing to the left, Eren says, “My house is just around the corner over there. You can come with me if you want to get out of the rain for a bit.”
Levi didn’t think much of the polite offer, accepting it and letting Eren take hold of his arm to lead the way, running through the rain down the street together. He’s oh so grateful when the door finally closes and he’s inside a warm house.
“Thank you,” he says, copying Eren as he removes his shoes and sets his wet bag by the front door.
The omega gives a sheepish smile and waves him over, saying, “Come, go sit in my room, I’ll get you some tea and a towel to dry off with.”
Levi follows him into the room, trying not to be too nosy as he breathes in the omega’s scent clinging to everything, even the walls. Eren says he can sit wherever and leaves, returning a moment later with a towel.
He pulls out his phone, only to see it flashing a warning about water in the charging port, battery low. Cursing under his breath, Levi looks around Eren’s room, but there isn’t anything of note. Computer at his desk with files beside it, bed loosely made, clothes in the basket.
The kettle boils as Levi sits on the edge of the bed and waits, drying his hair as best he can with the towel. The rain continues pouring, thudding against the roof overhead. He might be here a while. He tries texting his Mum to let her know, only for his phone to die.
Eren comes back with a cup of tea in hand. His smile twitches a little, eyes darting across Levi’s face as he offers the drink.
It’s exactly the way he likes it, plain and simple tea, just the right temperature. A little odd tasting, but it must be a different brand.
“I know you don’t like mess, so I tried to make sure my room was clean,” he says, fidgeting with his pens on the desk.
Levi frowns, taking another sip of his tea; he needs the warmth after the icy storm. “You were going to invite me over?”
Eren stumbles over his words, hands wringing together as he turns away from the alpha. “I mean, I wanted to, I just… didn’t know how to ask you without seeming weird, you know? And I don’t think I could handle you saying no…”
His frown deepens, licking his lips as an odd sensation buzzes against them. “You barely talk to me. I just assumed you were too shy to ask to be my friend.”
A bark of laughter reaches his ears as Levi lowers his heavy cup.
“How could I? When you… I’ll never have enough with a little taste, insatiable.” Eren sighs. “You’re perfect.”
Levi blinks, straining to look at Eren’s face to read him better, but the omega remains turned away from him. He blinks to clear up his blurring vision.
“Eren…” Levi stands from the bed, only to take two steps to the right and bump into the nightstand, grabbing it for support as tea spills, dripping onto the floor. “Shit, sorry, I don’t–”
“It’s okay, it’s fine, sit down,” Eren purrs, giving his shoulder a small push.
He feels like a leaf, so easily nudged into sitting as the room spins. His mouth feels dry even when he swallows. Levi frowns when his drink is taken away from him, staring at the sickly sweet smile spreading across Eren’s face.
“You’re safe, Levi, I’ll make sure of it.”
The last thing Levi remembers before his vision fades is Eren cradling his head and mumbling something about not wanting him to bump his head.
Levi awakens with a foggy headache, head rolling at an awkward angle until gentle fingers pull it aside. He blinks until green eyes come into focus, shining and gleaming.
“Finally, I was scared I put too much in your tea.”
Between recent events and that sudden revelation, it doesn’t take a genius for Levi to conclude, “You drugged me.”
“You wouldn’t have listened to me if I didn’t,” Eren explains with a sigh.
Levi scoffs, shaking his head and meeting the omega’s infatuated stare head-on. “You really think you can keep me here?”
“I’ll kill you if you try to run,” Eren mutters, a sharp edge to his words. “You’re mine and mine alone.”
It’s only then that Levi finally gets a better look at his surroundings. His wrists ache, tied up with tape behind his back, ankles bound by the base of the bed.
And Eren… the omega hovers over him, shirt undone, skirt rolled, thigh-highs…
“So, what, you’re gonna keep me in your room?” Levi questions, dragging his gaze back to the younger’s soft face.
“Just for a little bit, don’t think you can escape,” Eren says. “I want your everything, every single part of you.”
Levi sniffs at the air, perking up at the syrupy sweet scent of slick. He risks another glance down, spotting the warm liquid sliding down the inside of the omega’s plump thighs. “Really?” he asks, noting the red flush to Eren’s face. “I don’t think you can handle it…”
Unsurprisingly, Eren huffs in response and swings a leg over the alpha, seating himself on the other’s thighs. Levi picks his head up, watching with keen interest as the omega straddles him.
“You wanna have this, don’t you realise?”
Levi can’t stop the way his cock twitches when a warm hand settles on it, grinding, massaging. His breath clips. Eren’s smile widens as he undoes the belt around the alpha’s waist and drops it on the floor. “You’re perfect… I love you.”
Shit, he’s so far gone. Levi twists his wrists about, pulling them higher until he can cross them over, fingers digging at the tape, scratching it with his short nails. Eren, oblivious, doesn’t make the task any easier as he drags the alpha’s waistband down.
“Don’t hold back; I wanna hear your sexy voice,” he says, admiring Levi’s cock. A fresh wave of slick permeates the air, seeping into the alpha’s mind. Eren really is obsessed with him, infatuated, shit…
He peels a small section of tape off.
A cautious hand takes hold of his half-hard length, giving it a tentative squeeze and smiling when it twitches. “It’s so weird. And hot, shit.”
“You sure are a virgin, huh?” he mocks. Eren pouts and tightens his grip. “Oh, fuck.”
“Not for long,” he says, a determined look crossing his face as he scoots forward. Levi plucks at another strip of tape. Eren remains oblivious to his escape attempts, too caught up rubbing his thumb across the precum beading at the tip of his flushed cock.
Eren angles the alpha’s cock under his skirt, hidden beneath the fabric as the brunette closes his eyes. Slick-coated warmth envelops the head before welcoming him in, pulling a groan from both their lips.
“Shit, ah, it’s—” Levi plants his feet on the sheets and thrusts his hips upward, burying himself in the enticing heat. Eren slaps his hands down on the alpha’s chest, nails digging in, cutting his skin as he cries out, “Levi!”
“What, can’t handle it?”
Eren’s breath comes out shaky as he whines, hips twisting in small, gentle circles. Levi can’t tell if he’s just so shy around him, overwhelmed by Levi’s presence, or if he’s holding himself back to avoid looking like a desperate whore.
“Can you see it?” Before Levi can answer, Eren pulls his skirt up, revealing where they’re connected. The omega rocks down on his cock, giving him a wonderful view to watch his slick-coated shaft get enveloped by Eren’s hungry cunt. “We’re connected.”
The tape snaps.
Levi lunges forward, latching onto Eren’s unbuttoned shirt and hair before he yanks the omega to the side. His dick is displeased by the loss of friction, but Eren is even moreso, yelling as he’s pressed face-first into his bed.
Still panting, he struggles to look over his shoulder, hair still held tightly in Levi’s grip. He half expects some kind of outburst, fighting and yelling. Instead, Eren whimpers and grinds his ass back against Levi’s thigh. “Alpha, please.”
“You’re fucking insane,” Levi breathes, staring with wide eyes as he struggles to keep his breathing under control. Between the omega presenting right underneath him, leaking slick, and the painful throbbing of his cock, it’s a no-brainer.
Keeping him pinned, Levi shifts until he can press his length back inside velvety warmth, wasting no time to completely fill the omega to the hilt. Eren keens beneath him, foot smacking the bed as his face scrunches up.
“Isn’t this what you wanted?” Levi questions, movements slow at first. “You said you were insatiable…” Once he finds the right position, he doesn’t hesitate to pick up the pace, punching small breaths from Eren’s lungs. “Won’t be satisfied, baby, till you’re begging me to stop.”
“Don’t stop, don’t stop,” Eren begs, clenching down tighter around the alpha’s thick cock and making him stutter. The bump of his knot grows more prominent with every plunge inside. “Knot me, alpha, please!”
Levi slows to a teasing roll of his hips so he can reach back and free his ankles from their binds, sighing in relief and immediately resuming his brutal pace.
Eren cries beneath him. Any other time, he’d worry, but he’s not falling for crocodile tears.
And when his knot starts catching, Levi makes a point of dragging it tauntingly against his entrance, looking down to watch how it catches on the swollen flesh, trying to suck him back in. Eren whines louder, legs spreading wider as he’s fucked mercilessly.
“It was you, wasn’t it?” he asks, panting with every thrust. Eren blinks at him, hair falling into his face, head turned sideways. “Scaring off Petra, Hange, even Erwin. You wanted me just for yourself.”
The omega grins, wide and eerie.
“I only had to scare Hange and Erwin a little. Petra was more… difficult to deal with.”
Levi’s movements stutter. He sucks in a sharp breath. “You’re the one who texted me about her going on holiday.”
Eren purrs. “I had to kill those other girls you seem to love, didn’t want competition.” Levi stares, wide-eyed, ignoring the pulse of heat sitting in his gut. The omega beneath him shoves his knot back inside his dribbling hole as he says, “They don’t love you like I do.”
“Fucking psychopath,” Levi growls, picking up his ruthless pace until Eren shouts into his mattress. He can tell exactly when the omega’s orgasm slams into him, feels the sudden tight grip around his knot, sucking it in, trying to milk him.
Too big to pull out anymore, Levi huffs and shoves Eren down against the bed, grinding against the omega’s plump ass. Shaking beneath him, Eren begs, “Mate me, please, alpha, wanna be yours, just for you, no one else, only yours, anything you want to do—”
Levi doesn’t hesitate to sink his teeth into the side of Eren’s soft neck until blood floods his mouth, a groan in his throat as the omega beneath him silently screams. He cums in the middle of marking, eyes scrunched closed, revelling in euphoria.
The sound of crying drags Levi from his bliss, pulling his teeth out and licking his stained lips clean. He’s about to ask why Eren is crying when the omega turns his head sideways, a satisfied smile plastered to his lips.
“I’m yours finally.”
Levi doesn’t know how much of this Eren had planned out. Whether he knew it would rain, or took advantage of the opportunity. If he wanted Levi to break free of his weak bonds or if it was just pure luck.
Either way, the brat got what he wanted; Levi.