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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Shingeki_no_Kyojin_|_Attack_on_Titan
  Relationship:
      Armin_Arlert/Levi, Mentions_of_Armin_Arlert/Eren_Yaeger, Armin_Arlert/
      Erwin_if_you_squint
  Character:
      Armin_Arlert, Connie_Springer, Sasha_Blouse, Jean_Kirstein, Levi_
      (Shingeki_no_Kyojin), Erwin_Smith
  Additional Tags:
      Abuse_of_Power, Bullying, Going_Against_Regulations, Cat, Blow_Jobs,
      Dubious_Consent
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-01-28 Words: 1756
****** The Things I do for Pussy ******
by PrettySami
Summary
     "More and more of the others filtered in and learned of the cat.
     There was a unanimous decision to keep Pork-bun. An elaborate plan
     was devised to move her from place to place on rotation based on
     their duties…which Levi found out about immediately."
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
Armin walked slowly toward the barracks as he watched the sun set beyond the
walls. He’d decided to use his day of leave peeking into shops and bookstores,
savoring the feel of his civilian clothes and the freedom of not having to
report in for this or that. So distracted was he, that he’d nearly tripped over
the calico licking itself serenely in his path. She didn’t appear to have a
collar or indeed any sort of identification. Armin knelt for a closer
inspection and determined that she was a stray but the marks on her neck said
that she may not have always been.
“Do you belong to someone kitty?” Armin asked and extended a hand. The cat
stopped washing long enough to give the blonde a sniff then returned to
business as usual. Armin went to gently pet her and when she let him he stayed
for a little longer, playing with the cat with a piece of string from his
pocket. The cat was friendly and very gentle but she looked thin. He carefully
scooped the green eyed cat into his arms and smiled down at it. “I bet you’re
hungry, huh?” Armin decided bringing her back to the barracks for some milk
would be ok, right?
Wrong.
Milk was hard to come by and meat was even harder. When he employed Sasha to
steal some for him, that questions asked. “Armin, you barely eat meat when we
do get it, why do you want it now?”
Armin sighed. “It’s not for me. It’s for… a friend.”
Sasha gave a sly smile, “Eren?”
He felt his cheeks warm. What was that look for? “N-no not Eren.” He looked
down and away. “Here I’ll just show you. But don’t tell any-” but it was too
late. Sasha had already called Connie over and the trio made their way to
Armin’s bunk. Under his bed the little calico was purring contentedly. When the
three faces peered at it its wide green eyes opened and found Armin’s blue
ones.
“She’s so cute!” Sasha cooed.
“Levi will never let you keep it here,” Connie sounded crestfallen.
“I wasn’t planning on keeping her. Just feeding her.” Armin reminded. “So what
do you say Sasha?”
Sasha nodded quickly and jogged from the room. “It’d be nice, huh?” Connie said
more to the cat than to Armin. “Sure would brighten things up around here
after, y’know… losing so many people…” It was perfectly true. Armin stood
slowly and looked over at Marco’s empty bunk. “What do you call her?”
“Hm?” Armin replied eloquently.
“The cat. What do you call her?” Connie asked from his place on the floor.
“I don’t call her anything. Like I said I wasn’t planning on…” he looked down
at Connie pressed to the floorboards and reworded what he was about to say.
“What do you think we should call her, Connie?” he asked kindly.
“How about…” Connie was silent for a moment or two. Armin hoped he picked
something sweet and romantic, maybe something French- “Pork-bun Jr.”
Well. Ok.
“I got meat and cream!” Sasha’s voice rang from the doorway. She brought over
some sausage and a little jar of cream and pulled two small dishes from her
jacket. Armin set about assembling Pork-bun’s meal just as Jean burst into the
dormitory.
“What the hell Sasha!? You almost knocked me over in the hallway and-” Three
heads peeked at him over Armin’s bed. “What the hell are you guys doing.” It
wasn’t really a question.
“Armin found a cat!” Sasha said happily.
Armin looked nervous and Connie asked, “You’re going to tell on us aren’t you?”
“I…” Jean said, taking a step closer. “I love cats. Can I see it?”
Connie and Armin were shocked into silence as Sasha beckoned him over. Jean
thought Pork-bun Jr was the dumbest name for anything he’d ever heard in his
entire life and told Connie so. While the others debated whether or not Pork-
bun Jr could even be a name for this cat (“It’s a girl!” and “What is she even
a junior to?!”) Armin smiled to himself. Maybe they could all keep it. More and
more of the others filtered in and learned of the cat. There was a unanimous
decision to keep Pork-bun. An elaborate plan was devised to move her from place
to place on rotation based on their duties…which Levi found out about
immediately.
Armin stood in a salute before Levi’s desk staring forward and slightly over
the corporal’s shoulder. Sweat beaded on his brow and he could swear there was
bile rising in his throat.
“Arlert,” Levi began, still riffling through the documents on his desk and not
even sparing the shaking blonde a glance. “I’m sure you know why I’ve requested
your presence. Explain yourself.”
Armin swallowed hard and squeeze his eyes shut as he mustered his most
confident voice. “Everyone’s just been so down since we lost so many people…I
just thought it would help raise morale sir!”
“The fact that you’re saving the lives of all these filthy pigs should ‘raise
your morale.’” Levi replied coldly. “Still,” Armin opened a hopeful blue eye.
“I suppose as long as everyone continues cleaning up after the filthy beast-“
“Oh thank you Corporal!” Armin clasped his hands together and happy tears
formed in the corners of his eyes. “I’ll tell the oth-”
“Just a moment, brat.” Levi locked eyes with the little blonde. “You may keep
the cat as long as you agree to do me a favor once a week, every week. I’ll
keep your secret but if anyone else finds out I won’t cover for you. You’re on
your own, do you understand?”
Armin nodded, looking giddy.
“And you agree to do me this favor?”
Armin nodded again. Levi would probably want his office scrubbed from top to
bottom once a week or something. Armin could definitely handle that, he didn’t
mind cleaning.
“Good. You can start now.” Levi stood and walked in front of his desk. He
leaned back on it and undid his fly.
Armin wasn’t sure how to react. “Wait sir-what!?” He stumbled backwards, face
burning.
“You already agreed brat. Unless you want to just get rid of the cat?” Levi’s
hands hadn’t faltered once during the conversation. He knew good and damn well
the kid wouldn’t want to get rid of the wretched little catbeast. So when the
boy’s shoulders slumped and he took a defeated (yet resolute) step toward his
corpral, Levi wasn’t the least bit surprised.
Armin kneeled then looked up shyly through his bangs at Levi’s unsmiling face.
He swallowed thinking of Connie and the others and how much they’d come to love
Pork-bun. He looked back down at the half-hard bulge in the corporal’s pants
and gently tugged him out. Armin lapped curiously at the tip, eliciting a sigh
from the older man. It’d be best to get this over with quickly but rushing
might upset the deal they’d made. Armin slowly and deliberately sucked the
swelling member into his warm wet mouth. He swirled his tongue around the tip
and allowed it to slip in and out.
Levi carded his fingers through the golden tresses. “Mmn, you’re pretty good at
this brat. Have you done this before? Maybe all the other brats pass you
around…” Armin made an embarrassed sound but didn’t confirm or deny the
allegations. It was true after all, that he’d done this before but not with
that many guys…only the one.
Armin swallowed all of Levi and felt fingers tighten against his scalp—he must
be doing a good job. He pressed his nose right up against immaculately groomed
black hairs that stopped just above the now-slick base. Armin felt his own dick
hardening and squirmed, trying to get a hand into his lap. Levi bucked
involuntarily causing the younger boy to choke and pull back. He looked up with
tears in his eyes and strings of saliva connecting him to the flushed flesh of
Levi’s cock. The man didn’t offer an apology, as he was busy panting. Instead
he reached down and wiped at the blonde lashes.
The boy opened his mouth to take the corporal in once more and after a few
moments Levi felt himself painting the back of the Arlert kid’s throat with his
seed. Sated, Levi dismissed him then, saying same time next week. Armin noticed
after his hasty retreat that he hadn’t gotten a chance to take care of himself.
He took a lesser known route to the bathrooms and jerked his aching cock
quickly and quietly (it wasn’t an ideal location but there were probably people
still milling around the barracks at about this time).
                                      ---
If Armin was honest with himself, the deal worked out great. He eventually
began to look forward to making his corporal shudder and moan. This was a side
of Levi no one got to see. He was so vulnerable like this. That tight firm
little body all tensed up just from the delicate ministrations of Armin’s
waiting mouth. He was thinking exactly this, (and going the right way for a
public boner) while cleaning his 3DMG when Erwin happened upon him.
“I need to see you in my office, Arlert, as soon as you’re finished here.” The
taller blonde walked away.
Armin couldn’t even bring himself to whimper a ‘yes sir.’ Instead he abandoned
his gear and practically ran to his commander’s office. He knocked gingerly.
When he heard the stern voice say, ‘come in’ he obeyed and was surprised to
find Levi striding to the door, apparently having just finished a conversation
with his superior. True to his word, Levi didn’t even look Armin’s way. He left
quietly, the door shutting behind him with a sense of finality.
Armin swallowed.
“Armin Arlert.” Erwin began. “It has come to my attention that you are housing
a pet of some kind on the grounds. As you know this is strictly prohibited. I
must say I’m surprised at your behavior. Do you have anything to say in your
defense?”
“No, sir.” Armin knew he’d been caught. But just what had Levi been talking to
him about earlier…? “But sir, I’d really like to keep her.”
“I don’t see any reason why we’d permit you do that…”
“Well, Commander…” Armin hesitated but his time with Levi had emboldened him.
And honestly there was no time for real relationships when you were in the
military. “Maybe we could work out a deal?” Armin said and smiled sweetly.
End Notes
     I dunno man. I_drew_this_picture then I wrote a thing. This was
     supposed to be a sweet story about Armin finding a kitty but it
     turned into porn...
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