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      Explicit
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  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Shingeki_no_Kyojin_|_Attack_on_Titan
  Relationship:
      Levi/Eren_Yeager
  Character:
      Levi_(Shingeki_no_Kyojin), Eren_Yeager
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      Shameless_Smut, Explicit_Sexual_Content, Dirty_Talk, Feels, a_touch_of
      fluff, First_Love, First_Kiss, Top_Levi_(Shingeki_no_Kyojin), Bottom_Eren
      Yeager, Canon_Universe, Riding_Crops, Porn_with_Feelings, Praise_Kink,
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      Published: 2017-04-15 Chapters: 1/? Words: 3766
****** Punishment and Reward ******
by Shades_0f_Cool
Summary
     After another one of Eren’s reckless bouts on an expedition outside
     the Walls, Levi is furious. And when Captain Levi is furious, there’s
     punishment neither Eren nor his body can ever hope to forget.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
“What the fuck, Eren?”
            With a single shove of his wrists, Captain Levi pushed me back
against the wall of his room. The impact knocked the breath right out of my
lungs, and even though he hadn’t risen his tone in the slightest, his insistent
reprimand made my ears ring with an uncomfortable tingle.
            He breathed heavily, which was nothing compared to the pants that
were ripped from my chest by his bout of man-handling.
            “Why? I just did what was needed to be done. I couldn’t just let
our backup get snatched one by one by that abnormal, could I?”
            My tenacious argument left my lips on a whoosh of air in a vain
attempt to reason with him. But his furious expression told me that no amount
of reasoning would be enough to stop the storm that he was about to unleash on
me.
            “You disobeyed a direct order from your superior, Eren. From me as
your primary captain. You jeopardized the whole mission in your reckless
attempt to save a few members of the reinforcement team. You risked much more
than just your own life; but your fucking stupid brain is too slow to even get
that, isn’t it?”
            Every syllable he spat at me was dripping with rage at my
disobedience. The ever-present desire to please him, to make him regard me as a
valuable soldier of his squad flared up inside me and made my nerve endings
tingle with the need to make him see my point. Even if he was right, I was not
going to back down now. I saved those soldier’s lives, and even if it had been
reckless and impulsive, we were able to return to the Walls with more men than
we would have if I hadn’t stepped in.
            “Captain, please. Can I just—” I approached him in an impulsive try
to calm him with my proximity, but his hands shot up before I could follow
their way with my eyes and he used them to give me another rough shove. This
time, I stayed pressed up to the wall, not wanting to catch another one of his
blows.
            “No, you fucking can’t. What you’ll do now is shut the fuck up and
listen to your superior for once.”
            He shot forward and grabbed my shirt, pulling me close enough to
make our chests meet. I tried fervently to fight down the hot wave of arousal
that surged through me whenever I felt the tiniest bit of his body on my own,
willing it away in favor to keep the cool head this heated situation required.
            “If you can’t even listen to your Captain, you’re not a soldier.
You are nothing, just as stupid as the titans we encounter on a regular basis.
The reason you’re standing here right now is because I pulled your sorry ass
from the fucking mess you brought yourself in.”
            “I know, but Captain—”
            The harsh slap he administered on my face shut me right up. My
cheek was burning with the sting of his palm and I felt my lip split with the
force he used to make me obey.
            “I told you to shut the fuck up, didn’t I?”
            Leaning in as fast at lightning, he grabbed my shirt in his small
fists and dragged me across the room. I stumbled after his short form, begging
him to release me, but he didn’t give a damn about my wishes. Not anymore. I
had angered him to the point of no return, and I knew that if there was
anything that would put me up for a sound punishment faster than I could blink,
it was disobedience.
            When he reached his four-poster bed, he pushed me down on the
mattress. I bounced twice before I came to a standstill, the injuries I walked
away with from my earlier recklessness throbbing in protest. Even though I
tried to fight it, Levi’s scent which clung to the sheets and pillows beneath
my trembling body filled my nose and clouded my senses in an instant. I
released a strangled moan, but not because the force he used with me made my
overwrought body scream with soreness. It was solely because I was laying
exactly where he had pounded into my ass like there was no tomorrow just a few
short hours ago, before we left for our expedition.
            He rounded the bed and lifted one of his beautifully shaped legs up
on my chest before he huffed with a vicious curse on his lips.
            “What do you get for not listening to your Captain, Eren?”
            I looked up at him from my submissive position on the bed,
momentarily entranced by the imposing power he emitted. Being short did nothing
to diminish the striking authority that made armies bend to his will. He was a
force of nature, a predator ready to devour his prey until there was nothing
left. And fuck, did I want to be devoured by him. I wanted to be tamed with
everything he had to give me, with every last punishment he put my body
through. Against my will, I felt my cock grow hard with anticipation. I knew
what was about to come, and even if I was aware of the pain I was a second away
from enduring at his hand, my body refused to react in any other way than with
pure arousal.
            “P-Punishment, sir.” I managed the words on nothing more than a
whisper, my voice hazy with the building need for him to finally set his
perfect hand on me.
            His foot pressed down on my chest, effectively stealing every last
breath that was still rearing beneath my ribcage. I moaned shamelessly,
paralyzed with the feeling of having the air ripped away from me. Just when I
felt a bout of dizziness warping the edge of my vision, he released me and I
struggled to refill my burning lungs. I keeled over with a mix of coughs and
pants, which only served to ignite a satisfied glint in his eyes.
            Almost lazily, he took his cravat in hand and loosened the
material. He proceeded to fold it with meticulous care and laid it down on the
nightstand beside my head.
            “Undress.” It was only one word, but it held all the order I could
fathom.
            I sat up, wincing as my injuries stung once again, but ignored the
lingering pain with the need to please him in any way I could. His dominant
side forced my submissiveness out of hiding with just one word; like a side-
effect that would only emerge after he injected my system with the drug that
was his command over me.
            I slipped my sweat-soaked shirt over my head, baring my chest to
him, which still held the traces of drying blood on it. His gaze travelled over
me and I arched my back to give him even more to see. His lips pressed into a
tight line as he took in my taut nipples, which were already blown hard with
arousal. We both knew that he was the only one who could make me come on the
spot with just one order. This was how much power he held over me, and giving
myself to him with every last fiber of my being was exactly what I wanted; what
I needed.
            Leaning back and lifting my back up, I stripped my pants and
underwear, putting everything I had to offer on obvious display for his
voracious stare.
            His smoldering grey eyes travelled over my fully erect cock, but he
didn’t grant my most throbbing part any attention. It was part of my
punishment; I had to beg for it until he was satisfied.
            “Take off my shoes.” I struggled to obey, crawling off the bed and
falling to my knees beside him.
            Opening the buckles on each one of his high boots, I leaned down to
pull them off his enticing legs. I bit my lip until it hurt so much that I
mewled in pain. Everything I had in me demanded that I touch him; craved for
any part of his body, however small, on my own. But I was familiar enough with
his punishments to know I could only touch when he gave me permission to touch.
            With one swift motion, he put a foot up and slapped his instep
across the same cheek that was already pounding with the imprint of his palm.
            “Kiss my feet. Show me what a good little shit you can be.”
            It was humiliation in its purest form, but I couldn’t hold back
from bending down until my back popped with the low angle, greedy to show him
just how much of me belonged to him.
            He switched our positions, sitting down on the bed while crossing
his legs and dangling his delicate ankle in front of my face. I felt my eyes
blaze when hot tears of emotion pricked at my irises. Fixing his gaze with
mine, I slowly sank my lips to his foot and licked a wet trail across his toes.
The shudder that went through him didn’t escape my notice and I could feel the
growing bulge inside his pants much more than I could actually see it. Which
only served to make me triple my efforts to fulfill the command he had given
me.
            I dipped my tongue leisurely over each toe, suckling and kissing
until a thin thread of warm saliva connected my mouth to his foot whenever I
pulled back. He watched me with rapt attention, not once straying from the view
of my bouncing head on his small foot. I knew that he was holding in his own
moans at this point, getting close to the same state of helpless arousal I was
currently trapped in.
            “Ahh—Fuck… Shit.” He released an alluring little whine that made my
toes curl and my balls tighten between my legs. I felt the sticky drops of
precome spilling over the head of my dick to run down in rivulets of primal
need. I was yearning for him with every last nerve in my body. I needed him
more than I needed my next breath, and he knew that all too well.
            “Stop.” He said, making me halt immediately.
            I released his pinky toe with a wet pop and looked up at him while
I was kneeling on the floor, ready for his next order.
            He stripped his shirt, leaving his perfect milky chest topped with
its glorious pink nipples open to my hungry gaze. I ate him up with my eyes,
already imagining the taste of him on my tongue.
            “Get up here on all fours. Show me that tight little ass of yours.”
            I heaved my weight on the bed, a persistent tremor shaking my body
as I rose on my hands and knees. I pushed my ass out just like he asked and
closed my eyes when I felt cool leather graze against the tender skin of my
bottom.
            Captain Levi didn’t grant me a chance to anticipate the first blow.
I screamed out when the crop connected with my bare ass, filling the room with
a mix of the sharp slap and my lingering moans.
            “How often did you defy my direct order on the field today, you
shitty little brat?”
            “Th-Th-” I closed my mouth and tried again. The first blow had
effectively disarmed my voice cords, along with my ability to form coherent
sentences. “Three t-times, sir.”
            “Exactly.” He murmured as his palm began to rub over the screaming
spot his crop had left on my behind. “Three times. Which is why three blows is
what you’re going to get for disobeying me.”
            I clenched my teeth with an audible crunch and fisted my hands in
the sheets until they crumpled with the force I used on the sheer fabric. Even
if I knew what was coming now, I couldn’t help screaming even harder when he
slapped the crop against my other ass cheek this time. The pain was nothing
short of unendurable, and it made my asshole twitch with the greedy
anticipation of having him inside, plowing me into the mattress until a tight
coil of needy nerves was all that was left of me.
            I felt the tears pool inside my eyes, and when they fell, I did
nothing to stop them. I mumbled his name, unable to scream with a throat that
was already sore when the crop came down with its final blow. My arms gave out
from under me and my face connected with the soft comforter that smelled just
like him.
            “Good boy.” He whispered, and even through the mist of dominance, I
could hear the soft innuendo of appreciation in his voice.
            It made me smile stupidly into the sheets, even while the entirety
of my ass was encased in searing wildfire. His warm palms came down on my
behind once again, and the soothing circles he rubbed over the whipped spots he
had left on me were enough to take the edge off the pain.
            I heard him pop the cap of a bottle, but I was not capable of
turning my head to discern the liquid he was opening, my head rendered useless
in a bout of exhaustion that breezed over my body. It could be salve to calm
the sting on my welts, or it could be the lube he used to fuck me senseless.
            When I felt a slicked tip prodding at my tight entrance which was
not his finger, I bit down on the sheet without hesitation. Sick curiosity made
my strength return to the point that I could lift my head and shoot a nervous
glance at him.
            He had joined me on the bed, bending over my ass as he positioned
the crop’s handle against my contracting hole.
            “Relax, Eren.” He commanded, but the sharp tinge to his voice was
gone. “Let me in.”
            It sounded almost like a plea, and I opened up willingly.
            The crop pushed past my initial ring of tight muscles and I moaned
at the sensation of being filled with the object he had just used to punish me.
The slick leather felt cool and foreign inside my ass, and I craved the warm
girth of his cock once again.
            “Move, Eren. Fuck the crop like it’s my cock you’re bouncing on.”
            Another hot cry tore from my throat as I got up on all fours again
and pushed my ass back on the hard handle, feeling as it slipped inside me with
another few inches.
            “Ca- Captain, I… Ahh... I-I can’t take anymore. Please, let me
come.”
            My request left my mouth on a throaty moan, and I pushed back on
the crop even more. It was embedded inside me to the hilt and I winced at the
prickly fullness it elicited deep inside me.
            “Go on. Ride it.” His command left no room for objections and I
started to push to and fro on the leather stick, riding it just like he ordered
me to. I was so fucking close to coming all over the bed and it took herculean
effort to hold back. I needed to release so bad, I already felt like I was
going insane with the power it took to deny myself sweet relief.
            With a quick motion that left my hole twitching, he removed the
crop and it took a moment to get used to the emptiness it left behind.
            My breath came rattled and sloppy when I felt the tip of his
slicked cock at my stretched hole. I bit my lip when he slammed into me with
one single stroke, stretching me open until I felt like breaking.
            “Shh, endure it.” He buried his fingers in my hair and I was
already bracing myself for the pain when he used it as leverage to tug my head
back, but instead, he began to wrap the soft brunette strands around his
fingers to play with them.
            The feeling of being touched tenderly and rammed into at the same
time was a heady mixture of pleasure and pain that made my thumping heart shoot
into overdrive.
            “Captain, I—Ahh—“ A string of garbled phrases left my lips in a
breathy cry when I lost the ability to speak at last.
            “You’re so fucking tight, Eren, even tighter than usual. Did
getting whipped turn you on so much, you filthy little thing? Or was it riding
my crop with that needy ass of yours?”
            I picked up on the praise in his words, even if it would have been
hidden to anyone else. Fuck, I loved when he talked dirty to me. And even more
when he praised me.
            “Captain, please—Don’t stop.” I moaned as I rutted my hips back
against his cock, meeting him halfway to unleash an even rougher pounding on my
tightening hole around him.
            “Oh, no. I’m not done with you, Eren.” He breathed.
            I would have wept tears of joy if there was any tear fluid left in
my body when I felt him showering my back with kisses that were too gentle to
be considered as anything else but a display of affection on his part. I arched
my back into his mouth, begging him silently to kiss me more, to mark my body
with the lips I wanted to feel on me for the rest of eternity.
            The sweet sensation made me tighten around his hard length once
again and then we both got wrapped up in the hot mess of our mixed moans and
screams as we reached our peaks at the same time; him filling me up with hot
spurts of his come, me releasing all over his creamy satin sheets.
            For a few long moments, the only thing that drifted around us were
our heavy pants. I felt utterly spent, and a heavy blanket of fulfilling
satisfaction wrapped me into its tight warmth. I reveled in the feeling of
Levi’s weight on my body and searched for anything to say that would make him
stay there forever.
            “Don’t ever fucking do that again.” His words whispered over my
neck like a caress and I wished he would turn me around and kiss me with the
same tenderness.
            I was momentarily confused about what he meant, when he spoke
again.
            “Fuck.” He cursed. “I thought I wouldn’t be able to save your ass
this time.”
            Even through the thick haze of my afterglow, his words reached me,
their meaning striking me straight through my heart.
            He had been scared. He had been scared of losing me, and that was
exactly why his fear had turned into the rage I had just witnessed. It was his
way of showing me that he accepted me by his side, and wanted to keep me there.
            The love I harbored for him burst out of its seams and filled my
entire body with giddy joy. He was the only person on this planet who could
make me feel this way, and even if I was only a boy compared to him, I knew
that I could never hope to find someone like him. We may not have lived in
freedom, and we possibly never would, and yet he was giving me the only freedom
I’d ever need. He was my ticket to a place that felt safe; even if the world
outside was swallowed by terror.
            Even if he’d commanded me not to in this moment, I wouldn’t have
listened. With the last strength my body could muster, I turned and wrapped him
into my arms. To say I wasn’t shocked at his lack of resistance would have been
an understatement; which was exactly why I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feel
of him in my arms with every single one of my senses.
            He released a soft breath that travelled over my collarbone and I
squeezed him closer, threading my fingers in his silky black hair and cradling
his head to my chest.
            “I won’t disobey again, Captain. I won’t make you worry anymore.”
            He opened his mouth and I knew the protest was on the tip of his
tongue. Usually, he’d tell me that he would never waste his time with worrying
about a shitty little brat like me, but today, he stayed silent.
            His arms wrapped around my body and he placed a single kiss on my
neck before he trailed his lips over my jawline and up to my mouth. I opened my
eyes when I felt him just above my trembling lips and it took every restraint I
had in me to not lean in and take his kiss by force. He caressed the bruise he
had left on my cheek and bent down to lick it, drawing a delicious shiver out
of me.
            “Captain, uhm…” I urged myself to go on and not back down, like I
had all those times before. Today felt different and I wanted to try. “I have a
request, if I may…”
            I trailed off when Levi chuckled softly and raised a questioning
eyebrow at me. I got the feeling that he knew exactly what I wanted to ask of
him, but that didn’t stop me from doing it anyway.
            “Captain, I—Can you… May I ask you to kiss me? Please?”
            A hot surge of nervousness and embarrassment consumed my pounding
heart and I fought against the urge to avert my gaze from his beautiful grey
orbs.
            He grew still against my body and I knew I had made a mistake.
Trying to backtrack, I opened my mouth to apologize, but he shut me up with a
finger on my lips.
            “I thought you’d never have the balls to ask.”
            I didn’t have time to let the whirling surprise register on my
brain when his lips came down on mine. He was everything I had imagined, and
more. His lips were sweet, salty, brusque and tender on mine, filling me up
with happiness down to my very core. I was sure that this was what bliss must
feel like, and in that moment, I knew that I would always fight for him, no
matter what obstacles life decided to throw in our way.
            He was my safe haven, my moment of calm in a world that was never
still; the home I would always come to. If wings represented freedom, then that
was what he meant to me. He was my wings, and the wind beneath them.
End Notes
     I wrote this in one hour while I was having a case of the jitters and
     tried to calm my nerves with the power of smut x)
     I hope you enjoyed it (a little). Thank you for clicking, reading,
     dropping me comments and kudos. <3
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