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"Then tell me what we should do about it. The way I see it, we weren't the ones firing cannon balls against their soldiers," a slightly squeaky and desperate voice echoed around the marble walls of the great corridor.
"Also, we cannot just leave hundreds of recruits to their imminent death every time a shifter falls on the battlefield. There must be a better arrangement not to leave our technology on enemy territory. I heard of Galia trying to replicate our zeppelin,"
Adjusting thickly framed glasses, Zeke, still dressed as he had just come back from combat, shook papers in front of a tall blond woman.
Walking a few steps in front of the yelling man, bright red heels clicked against the floor, making the Warriors' presence be known by local staff organizing the station. Some of them gasped, as others bowed their heads in fear and exasperation.
The prominent wave of hair framing the soldier's cheek movement around with heavy steps, never bothering to look back at the person desperately addressing her.
A giant frame followed through, locks disheveled, hands inside large pockets as he nodded to a few people that dared to look them in the eye.
"Erwin, are you even fucking listening to me?" Yeager threw the documents he had been holding violently against the floor, almost making his colleague slip, if it weren't for her trained reflexes.
Throwing a tantrum always fit him just right.
War-chief Smith was an imposing figure, with a posture so straight an arrow would envy the stand of her spine. She stopped to take half a turn, glancing down at the collected data splattered on the ground, and then back into stormy eyes.
How distasteful.
"Would it be possible not to hear you? As you practically scream into my ears, Beast?"
The man sneered at the old nickname. The upturned curl of rouge lips made her annoyance very clear.
"Then, for once, answer me. Read the freaking reports I send you and make room in your head for it," Zeke combed through his own strands, making them even messier than before. Like a madman preaching at a public square.
"I do read every report you send my way. I just wisely choose which ones to approve. Your ideas can be twisted,"
"Erwin," Zeke drew a deep breath, running fingers through evident eyebags. "You just left the whole Team 43 fall to pieces because the Cart Titan was threatened,"
A perfect plucked eyebrow shot up.
"Warrior Pieck wasn't threatened, Yeager," she spat out the word in anger. "She was about to be caught," icy-blue eyes pierced his skull, a few cadets winced at the tone. "She only functions fully with the Jaw Titan by her side, which was your idea to leave out of field. Reasons still unknown," the dark implication hung with her sentence.
"Galliard has just-"
"Galliard inherited something he is ready for. Your initial plan to let Team 43 shift to pure forms could end up in a catastrophe if Pieck were ripped out her armor. What are you? A trainee student? Do you know what happens when a Warrior is defenseless? Could you explain, to me, why our moving machine could have been eaten by a mindless Titan?"
The air had gone tense between them. Mike didn't dare to say a word, lighting up a thin cigarette to smooth the pressure.
"She wouldn't have, Erwin,"
At that, the woman squeezed her eyes to small dangerous slits of hate. Dread in the intense stare.
"Soldier Pieck's motivations are connected to her fondness of people. She would have stayed and sacrificed her body for the tropes. The Cart's transformation takes longer than you anticipated and it would already be over by then. Sometimes I just wonder if you are playing stupid or just have foolishness inside your empty head,"
"Warchief, Erwin-"
"Yes?"
The Commander swept around elegantly, towering over one of the message boys that had dared to interrupt their conversation...well, more of a heates speech from her part.
"So-sorry to come by so suddenly but-" he hesitated, beads of sweat shining under his helmet. "The Ackerman has been acting….the subject in question is-" fidgeting with a goddam riffle between gloved hands, the young man stuttered to find a good resolution.
Erwin lowered her shoulders at the mention of her . Nose crunching lightly with tiny wrinkles.
"What happened to Levi?" The question was cold and contained, despite the almost unnoticeable physical reaction.
"It...She" the correction came up quickly "is being restrained against her will. Two of our medics were severely attacked. Mister Horne is under immediate surgery to...reattach some missing fingers. And-" his throat bobbed "Doctor Orman has a broken arm,"
The woman exhibited no sympathy for the cases, only raising her eyebrows serenely, after being told that nothing bad came down her Soldier.
The most important one that would ever be.
"So what, cadet? We are in the middle of a reunion. I believe the strategy table must be ready for us right now, am I wrong? Levi didn't kill any of them. Their issues are merely temporary. I will see Ackerman as soon as it is over.'
"Ma'am, she threatened to kill her way to the Meeting Room, if nor granted permission to see you after battle. The sedatives are not quite working. There's no staff that wants to go into the cage."
Cage.
Sometimes, after a long period of training or going to outside battles, the scientific team would heavily insist on having Levi inside the labs again. She was taken under several physical tests. Not to mention blood ones, some even Erwin had to be present for "Observation purposes".
Since the beginning of their bond, Smith wouldn't allow her to spend nights underground anymore. It was a luxury she was still allowed to have. The power of a few choices.
As if it dignified Eldians in some way, other than keeping her at bay.
People knew better not to give Erwin what she wanted. A hard-earned status.
There was a dark, secret part of her that enjoyed the humor of the situation.
"If you lock a wild creature up after presenting it with fresh meat, what do you think will happen?"
"War-chief…"
"Erwin, if it's that urgent, maybe we can-"
A loud shush silenced the annoying sound of Monkey's voice.
"I am done with you for today," she announced, hand up in the air, an oval manicured finger right in front of his nose. "I will handle Levi just fine, bring her over to me, instruct that it was my order to do so," she cocked her head at Mike to follow through to their destination.
"Also, don't get too grabby while guiding. She might bite," The sinister shine in frozen irises elicited chills down the boy's back.
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Levi was led into the heavily lightened room by two guards with electrical devices attached to each of their pointy sticks, or whatever they called the weapon to bring her down in case of snapping.
She growled back at one of them, eyebrows furrowed so deeply, it made gray eyes pick black.
"Stay back! I repeat, stand back!" A shaking woman told her, activating the doodle to sparkle blue lines of dangerous energy. "Get in there, specimen. You were called by your Liege,"
She turned around to face the rather familiar round table, surrounded by the most notorious and annoying people Levi had the displeasure to meet.
Zeke was standing on edge, a fascinated glee on his young face, even if that grizzled beard made him look years older. Next to him was Mike. Sat down with a pale cigar between his thumb and forefinger. He looked down at the wooden surface, not meeting her glance.
Pieck was also present, an arm wrapped around several blood-stained bandages and an eyepatch covering a downward looped eye. She leant towards, shoulders drawing a dramatic arch of her back.
Another boy Levi had never seen before was taking his time to analyze her body up and down. His hair was slicked back and he carried a surprised expression of someone who hadn't experienced that much in life.
However, all those visions, which almost blinded the soldier under sterile lights, dissipated like smoke when she saw Erwin standing at the centre of the room. Tall and with her chin held high. A tool, very similar to a common whip, set in her gloved hands.
"Leave her, you have done enough to upset Levi," the honeyed tone rushed the crew, who wasted no time to run away and lock the double doors.
Cowards.
Dressed in lab clothes, the woman would feel in debt to the very groomed group of warriors in front of her. That, if she had been taught any sense of shame related to presentation, which was not the case.
A single oversized shirt was given from the medics, after stripping the small figure bare and washing her head to toe with violent gushes of a large hose.
The short black hair, cut unevenly, was still dripping, staining the carpeted floor beneath. Bangs stuck to a panting face, her undercut itching to be scratched at the unpleasant sensation of being wetted without any smoothing products, like Erwin used to do for her.
"Come here, Levi,"
She followed, without hesitation, eyelashes fluttering at the sound of her. Senses immediately forgetting the cold bars of the cell she had twisted and thrown herself against.
"Erwin," Levi whispered, looking up from where she stood, a foot apart from the other.
"Hello, Soldier"
Thin pink lips curled in distaste at the way Smith would call her in front of others. Even if the woman was contained and cordial, Levi didn't feel the need to act just the same.
Pretending wasn't something taught to an experiment.
"Well? I hope you are feeling pleased and relieved out of your prison. Be polite and greet the other Chiefs, as well,"
Resisting the urge to roll her eyes in annoyance, Ackerman turned around to watch curious faces tracing lines downwards with blown pupils.
She followed their glance to notice the water hadn't completely dried off her tired body, making the thin fabric of the white shirt stick to her skin, revealing more than she would like, for any of them. Especially the four-eyed bastard.
"Good evening, Warchief Warriors," was announced slowly, just a pitch lower than mockery.
"Very nice. Now we shall start the discussion plan about our coming back to Stovia,"
A scoff was heard from beside her.
"Coming back? You must really be out of your mind. I never took you for a reckless suicidal, Ervy. A psycho? Sure. Not a train-wreck"
"Hey-" Milke meant to stand up but the lady calmed him down with a gentle wave of her palm.
The air became thick very suddenly. Levi could swear she heard whenever someone gulped or took a deep breath. Pulses running wildly in anticipation.
Smith sneered, looking down at Yeager as if she was about to lecture a naughty student about their senseless behavior, using reason, rather than strength.
"Dear Zeke,"
She cleaned her throat.
"How many times do I have to warn you about using that dreadful nickname of yours? I thought I was clear enough last time,"
When I dislocated your shoulder during a sparring session.
Even if blind, the Beast Titan shifter could still have felt eyes glued to the back of his neck. A creature so deadly whose rage could be smiled miles away.
"And yes, we will go back. Or else their nation shall think we gave up on our interests, and that would be unacceptable. That time around, I will guide our...expedition. I am sure we can come to terms with it,"
"Warchief," Galliard raised his hand firmly "how much time would we have to fire back?"
Erwin opened her mouth to reply. However, whatever it was meant to be had been cut severely by a slamming sound against the table.
" That's not the question! Are you even listening to yourselves? They developed precise shooting cannons. Can you not see how dangerous it is to drag all of our Warriors into a single attack against a mourning city? It is irresponsible,"
"I have had enough of your cowardice, Beast. A community that has put into action ideas on how to take Titans down will not be stopped until they learn how useless their tech can be against Gods,"
Gods.
Ackerman shifted at the words and so did the rest of the crew. Watching, with fascination, as layers of blue glinted with a growing grin.
Zeke seemed horrified, shaking his head slowly.
"Tell me of the tales in which our kind is not portrayed as devils. So many years hearing stories about Eldians, have rooted the idea of chaotic power being held by us...humans, who had a chance to become so much more," Their leader whispered, taking the whip tool to drag red pieces across the huge map, landing on the target of discussion. "Don't you know, little naive man? We are what we project to be. If any civilisation out of Marley starts to believe they can defeat horrendous cursed creatures….eventually, they could,"
"What are you saying, Erwin?"
"Don't let your enemy see you too close, or else they will perceive you as not that great of a threat, but something that might be deciphered, if they have the time to. Instead, hit-" she mimicked the motion against the desk, startling Pieck to a yelp "before the next strike,"
Porco nods his head frantically, a few strands of slicked hair bouncing off his toupeé.
"At the end of the day, you do deserve the title of the Mad Titan." Zeke sighs, defeated. Slouching back to the flexible chair with arms crossed and a pen staining his lips.
"Levi,"
The girl tilted her head, blinking twice towards the beckon. Twitching slightly from the lack of coverage on her still frame. Shivers invading the skin to create visible goosebumps on thin arms and legs.
"Come," Erwin commanded lowly, without rush, watching the small creature follow through without question, stopping a mere meter away from her once again.
It was always so entertaining to see the reaction upon each one of her guests' faces whenever she interacted with her little porcelain doll of a killer.
The short woman already drew enough attention on her own, while walking gracefully past a hallway or shooting mercilessly at enemies on the field. Guns as big as the entire length of slim limbs, manipulated without much effort.
Levi was an assassin in their eyes. The fiercest protection mechanism that humanity ever managed to create.
An animal.
Therefore, when gray eyes met anyone's, they caused vibrant discomfort, for nobody could stand the staring for long before glancing away.
Erwin looked directly into pools of stormy clouds. Smiled at her with feigned kindness to comb a bigger hand through messy roots. It earned her a strange purr in return.
"My Soldier, Levi, is a perfect example of what needs to be applied as part of our philosophy. See, she is not much to hold at the first sight, yet, when provoked, can cause irreversible danger to uninformed people,"
Her hairy colleague snorted in retort as Warriors observed how unmoving Ackerman stood in position. Pieck fidgeted around in fear of another sudden snap.
Erwin lifted her arms, displaying them to the room while the white shirt was pulled higher. Thighs exposed at the move.
"Despite being small, her movements are nimble. The strength from petite muscles is enough to crush a grown man's skull into dust."
Some of the most captivating scenes the Commander has ever seen.
"Have you ever witnessed something as fascinating? A tiny Titan breed, able to destroy a whole army if well-used. That's what weapons are for," she teased "to crush before discarded,"
Levi's expression remained unmoving. The lowered head made inky hair cascade forward, tickling the skin of her own chin. She wondered if Erwin would have her groomed again any time soon.
"As her chosen Liege, it became obvious that even the most indestructible beings have their point of breaking," rouge lips pointed up eerily, daring anyone to disagree. The tips of manicured fingers running across the exposed neck of such subject, right under the soft undercut.
The smaller woman sighed, rolling her shoulders back reflexively.
"Levi could cut my throat, break my legs, even rip my arm off,"
A pause.
Smith towered over, meeting the powerful glance from upside down. Blond waves of perfect moussed hair dangling inches apart from a cherubic face.
"But she won't. Will you, Levi?"
The other shook her head immediately, as if offended by the interrogation.
"Do you know why, My Soldier?"
Silence proceeded. Shuddering breaths released from the audience in expectation.
Levi felt she had the answer at the tip of her tongue but could not verbalize it. Her thin eyebrows lowered, mouth opened and closed, like the one of a mindless fish.
"Exactly," Erwin praised, getting a fistful of thick strands to tug it back harshly.
As Ackerman gasped, mimicked reactions reached their ears as well.
"You don't have to think why, Dear. This is what you are supposed to do. Follow the strongest, be mine to command into battle or wherever I want you to be,"
Eye-contact never breaking, Levi was taken away by the colour of the sky she had seen before. With Erwin. Right by her side for the first time to the last one. She couldn't think of being outside without her. The thought sent horrible tingling sparks through her spine.
So she just responded silently, leaning back an inch to feel the warmth of the bigger body. Consenting to what was said to her. Imposed on her.
"It is true you could murder me. Get easy access to my chambers. Get revenge for all this nation has done to you. Could you skin me alive?"
"Erwin-" Someone around her inhaled deeply. Levi wouldn't be able to tell who, though. Her eyelids fluttered and she absorbed every word.
Would you?
"No-" her rough voice surprised even the blonde, who raised both eyebrows in reply. "I would never, Erwin,"
Pieck didn't contain her shock, hearing Ackerman pronounce more than two words in front of others.
Mike, up to his third cigarette, scratched his chin in interest while Zeke scrolled through yet another pile of papers he had brought, writing something down without looking at his own notes.
What a despicable specimen he was.
"I know you wouldn't. That is why you earned your place in this room, My Soldier. I value you here," she whispered, guiding her head to rest on her ribs, free hand tracing the lines dark locks made, while being pulled back. "I trust you to serve and make good on my name whatever you do,"
Levi closed her eyes and moved her lips just a tiny bit. Enough to be registered as a smile.
"That is why I will also let everyone see what happens when actions disagree with me," the initially sugared voice turned gravely.
"Wait, what?"
"War-chief?"
Voices echoed but the woman didn't say a thing, as she was lifted up by a single hand and put on top of the desk, reflexes slowed down at the turn of events. Levi eyed back at Erwin quizzically, asking, with body language, what in heaven she meant by that.
But no words came out. No decent outcome before she felt a very familiar sting across the back of her leg.
" Ahn-"
"Erwin,"
"Erwin, this is too out of hand, we cannot transform here. You have made your point,"
Another hit to the opposite side.
" Nghn-"
The poor hunched woman was trembling at that point, reaching Porco's arm in a defensive reflex.
"Worry not. I wouldn't advise you to stand up or make abrupt moves, however. Levi gets hyperaware, excuse her manners,"
It was merely conversational. The Commander adjusted leather gloves to take a hold of the whip, getting a good grip at the base, before tapping the trembling body down, the very tip of the object on the centre of a curved back.
"Unlike some of my colleagues," eyes drifted to Yeager, whose concentration could be worthy of his first days of training. "Levi knows her place very well. I taught her myself. Believe it or not-"
The whip came down harder at the sides of her thigh, eliciting another groan out.
"She could read before we formed our bond. Doctor Hange Zoe lettered her-"
Another one landed higher, at the juncture of her almost bare backside.
"E-Erwin- mhn-"
"Quiet. Don't embarrass me further than you already did in front of proper Marley's guards. Show the Warriors my plan, as we discussed earlier-"
Levi surged forward, denying any type of eye-contact between them. She felt…. twisted . Her chest heaved with a mix of emotions too foreign to name.
Blush spread through her body, blotching cheeks and painting her neck and shoulders. With acute side vision, she could see, feel their judgmental stare. How they ate her up for the bizarre picture she made. Levi was not stupid. Far from it.
Curiosity among recruits and her superiors was an element common to her.
The way they talked about the scarred skin, her deadly aura, the unusual blood heritage she had. Not like their families at all.
Erwin struck her from above without any kindness and Levi bent down further.
She didn't want to be there. Even if no tears sprung from her eyes, the taunt stomach felt ready to burst in... agony?
"Er-Erwin-"
Before the next punishing hit of the cold accessory Smith had taken a fondness of, Levi could see Mike's concern. Not towards her, maybe. But about something.
" Now,'
"E-Erwin will lead our new teams to the borders of- aghn- the Boltic River," shaking hands pushed red troops through illustrated waters. "Where we…set a camp for three days before-"
Ackerman caught her breath after a shaking spree, eyelashes heavy and fingers curling in spasms.
"Before?"
"We wait for our zeppelins. War-chief Yeager inside to.. ah! Launch pure Titans inside so they e-evacuate the city in...our direction."
"Very well, Levi," Erwin grins, discreetly patting her back in encouragement, plainly ignoring the way Finger almost stood up to a fellow soldier's aid. It was almost heartwarming. "And then?"
"When they come from the No-North- oh! We will be...there with our spe-special team to greet them," was breathed out heavily.
Zeke, who stopped scribbling at Levi's panting, drew every curve of her body with sharp eyes, not turning to Smith when he spoke. "You suggest we march back to Stovia, I suppose. All of us?"
"Yes, Yeager. That is exactly what we will do. Don't underestimate their will to fight, which will be destroyed after seeing," she cleared her throat. "Gods of death walk their way. Interesting, don't you think? How a whole army can fall after the correct psychological pressure,"
"It sounds good," Mike grunted. "Overly done, but effective,"
"In which scenario would you ever need five Titans to ruin a city?"
"It's not a city . Stovia became a nation of the free. A hope to be followed. We can't have that before they learn how to make more allies,"
Levi whined at the end of the sentence. Receiving a hit for punctuation. Veiny hands descended to grip the edge of the worn out shirt, lips pouting in a vain attempt to hold back miserable sounds.
The issue wasn't that much of what the other maniacs would think while observing her resistance to pain.
No.
What made her body recoil and curl towards itself was the feeling of something burning lower in her abdomen. The need to escape, run away, and yet, remain completely lax and pliant under Erwin's orders.
Levi felt flames lapping at her heart. Questions which went against what her nature was supposed to replicate. The rim of her eyes growing unbearably wet.
As the bite of the leather came back, one after the other, short breaks between the strikes, the woman shuddered, lowered her head, swiftly put trembling legs together.
Burning.
Falling.
"Erwin-Erwin, please -aghn!"
The whip was tossed in front of her, announcing a deserved truce. War-chief Smith circled the wooden surface to lean down, too calm for her own good.
She no longer carried the empty smile on defined, drawn lips. The Commander observed, studied, and suddenly decided to grab sweaty locks again, gentler this time.
"Good job, Levi," Her given name was pronounced emphatically, making exhausted eyes close, sighs fly out of her open mouth as tired knees gave out under work. A heavy noise of her body finally relaxing.
Only Erwin's voice followed in the darkness, along with those who had inputs about their plan.
Talking.
Steps.
An indefinite passage of time, in which Levi wasn't really interested in.
Heels clacking closer reminded her of the concept of space, a tousled head raised to focus the blurry vision of her Liege glancing at her. Waiting.
"Wake up, come back to reality, darling," she smirked, offering a hand out.
Shivering, the smaller girl took it with little hesitation, being dragged to the edge of the table by a strong pull.
"Please, say it is over, Erwin," the coarse tone pleaded.
"It is. You played your part so well we didn't even have to rehearse anything this time," the soft palm of her hand touched cold cheeks, brushing kindly. So unlike minutes ago.
It was unbearable.
"Erwin -" she shuddered, grasping warm skin, clenching around it with more force than intended. "Erwin,"
Suffocating.
Analyzing with pale blue eyes, the other smiled, transferring as much heat from her body to her little Levi as she could.
"You are anxious. Your body weakens," was stated, clinically observed. "What is happening to you? Did somebody touch you at the dungeons?"
Despite the concern displayed, the soldier retreated physically, before trying to come back to the touch, only to draw away again. Defined arms revolving around her own body while blunt nails scratched over the surface of pale skin frantically.
It burned.
Erwin shook her head in confusion, stopping the maddening act.
"Levi! What is wrong with you? What do I make of this little show of yours?"
" Let go!"
Smith's expression soured, eyebrows upturned in distaste. "What is the meaning of this? Were you hit in the head?"
"Don't fucking touch me ," she yelled back, covering her chest to crawl backwards on the centre of the table.
Stay away.
Taking Levi's wrist, Erwin forced her towards the floor, handling a wild woman rebelling against her will, shaking with loud cries in retort.
The world stopped spinning when the deafening sound of a slap echoed through the walls.
Levi's face to the door, with her cheek burning instantly. A single tear falling down flawless complexion. It left a trail a tone darker than normal.
"Erwin- Erwin," she sobbed, cupping hot skin. " Erwin-"
A million emotions were reflected through her dark eyes. The woman standing flicked her gaze up and down, hand still in the air from fresh punishment. Genuinely puzzled.
She had never seen Levi react like that. Never one to deny closeness or affection. The behavior was off. Whatever it was, Erwin couldn't pinpoint her thoughts or emotions. She was hurt. She looked hurt. Hiding.
"Not...not like that, Erwin,"
Oh.
The blonde kneeled in front of the little frame on the ground, reaching to wipe away the wetness off the other's chin, tucking a thick strand of hair behind her ear.
"Little Levi," She tried "Come here, darling. Why do you fear me?"
"Er-Erwin,"
"That's me," she confirmed, drawing senseless patterns down her strained and stiff neck, fingers curling on black hair. "It 's over now. The Meeting has ended, pet. There is only you and me,"
That seemed to gain enough trust from her. Just the right amount for Levi to jump towards her arms, grab Smith with no intention of letting go, upsetting her uniform with the strength of the grip.
"Erwin,"
"That's it, little Levi. I missed that dearly, didn't you? Having you so close,"
" Yes, yes,"
Erwin combed through her locks, brushed at her sides, feeling the embarrassingly thin material of her shirt. She trailed each joint at the curved spine, undoing the upper knots there.
"I know, darling. I have longed for you since the beginning of our mission. Did you, as well?"
The sugary call of the most gorgeous creature on the planet was sufficient to make Levi's head nod without thinking. Lean into her willingly, bony hands tracing the curls of hair, the lightly tanned skin. So healthy. Beautiful.
The tip of their noses touched and Levi breathed her in.
"I did,"
"Good,"
" Erwin," her moan reached Smith's ears, her skin already prickling in response. Lips inches apart and panting.
"Yes, little kitten. Talk to me,"
"I-I got...I am so-" she pulled the hem of her pathetic excuse for a garment and bit her plush bottom lip. Pupils blown. "You made me-"
"Awn, really. Were you actually enjoying what we did earlier?" She placed small kisses to Levi's jaw, up to her red, adorable ears. She blew across the shell, nipped at the lobe.
"No..no- just-ahn-"
"Just what?"
"Us...please, just us ." The woman sighed, exposing her neck for further caresses. Body going limp and soft.
Erwin wrapped long arms around the small waist, brought her closer, onto her lap, fisted at muscled thighs, sensitive from previous beating.
" Mhm-yes,"
"You are needy today, aren't you? Do you like my hands all over you? I bet you do, from how you shudder on top of me,"
Levi nodded, narrow hips grinding against clothed thighs, the texture of dark pantyhoses driving her lust off the wall.
"Is it so? Is that why you are rubbing that thing on me? I can feel you dripping ," the War-chief laughed, looking down to see a stain being formed on the black, semi-transparent fabric. "Oh whoa, dear. Such honesty coming from you. Did you try to hold back your pretty tears? Answer me,"
She would play fair... for now.
"Ye-yes, Erwin. Fe-feels good,"
"What does?" She dug digits into skinny dips, leaving bruises on the way, it made little Levi squirm.
"You. You-your body. I want you so much, Erwin. Please, I don't need the doctors. I don't need them, you know that. I need to be here, with you. I need my Liege. Er-Erwin, nghn!"
Electrical waves of pleasure invaded the tired system, her body curved backwards, forming an almost perfect "C" shape. Tiny hips humped and moved in circular motion. Deliriously increased by the second.
"Shh- they are not here now. All I can feel is your wet cunt against me. My laundry is ruined for the day, darling. Is this what you desire?"
"Mhmm, Erwin. Touch me, please-"
"Too demanding. Have I spoiled you rotten?," she laughed, cruelly, pushing the girl off and landing her back onto the hard surface of the table. "Show me how you feel. I want to see every little detail,"
Her body was devoured by a hungry pair of eyes, as the woman discarded the shirt away so quickly, Erwin would have missed it otherwise.
There were a few bruises here and there from recent impact, but nothing too serious. Her legs were covered in yellows and purples, painting Levi like a canvas. Finally, those perky tits were free to bounce just the tiny bit they could, hard nipples standing out proudly and begging for attention.
"What a pretty little kitty," hands stroked and scratched her sides lovingly, almost devotedly. Ruby nails left trails of red along the tortuous line they drew on Levi's ribs, poking out of the skin with grace.
"Ahn! Erwin-Er-Erwin,"
"Your skin itches for me. I can see by those feeble goosebumps of yours," she sneered, kneading at the other's hips and squeezing firmly, making her gasp and thrive.
"Open those legs,"
Command attended, Smith drank the sight of plump rosy lips, filled with blood by barely no stimulation at all. She couldn't help but bite her mouth in delight.
Since she was gifted with Levi, Erwin had molded and played with the recruit like she was her own personal doll.
Well, not far from it, actually.
Demanding to cut her hair, pluck eyebrows, give her free access to baths and all cosmetics she could afford. Her little kitten adored to be squeaky clean. Be it for Erwin, or herself. It wasn't that relevant. The girl always smelled like a lavender field, and the scent brought the shifter close to what she would call home.
Her subject was also waxed bare. Not an inch of her body was covered below the neck. Erwin had admitted to liking her most that way, but the reason wasn't the anesthetics as much as the increased sensitivity it caused the skin.
Furthermore, without any walls to put up, clear juices leaked down her ass onto the same desk their comrades had used minutes ago.
"You are not wet at all," she sighed contently. "You are soaking, kitty,"
"Ahhn-"
The scream came when gente pads touched her sides, feeling the engorged flesh, sticky and ready.
"The noises you make are unholy. Maybe I was right to punish you, after all. You think it is normal to react like that from our little play?"
Levi squirmed, trying to push away and grind back at the same time, head shaking 'no' at the question.
"That is right, it's not. I have spoiled this filthy body for good. Exposing you to pleasure like this, and from a proper woman, no less. What a shameful slut you are,"
" Nghn-Erwin, yes, I-"
Levi yelped when her folds were massaged, only so. Slowly making their way inside in round motions, never near where she wanted the most.
"I can't-I can't-"
"Will you cry for me? You have ruined my uniform, and now my nails, as well?"
From the tip of her digits, Erwin could feel how velvety her lover felt, just teasing at the very edge, reaching inner lips and flattening her hand to rub and up and down.
Up and down.
Up
And down.
"Oh-Erwin, yes. Faster, please. I am sorry a-about yo-your clothes, Erwin. Erwin-ahn-" her eyes did, indeed, beam at the corners, while rolling back into her skull. "Please, touch me more. Touch me more-"
Leaning forward to completely shadow the petite body, Erwin kissed at her sternum, a nearly perfect lipstick print left as an ownership mark.
"I am touching you, greedy whore. Not even the night workers beg like you do," she whispered, like a secret, into her ear, nibbling at the nape, smearing red all over.
"So mean -" Levi cried. Fat tears fell off her face, sobs bubbling up from deep within her chest.
"Awn, kitten. Would you like me any other way?" Smith laughed, fingers moving impossibly slow, eliciting loud mewls out, just to retread mercilessly.
" No! No! Co-come back ,"
"Silent. I am not finished with my fun yet,"
Upturned breasts smacked together when Erwin climbed on top and sat down like she belonged to the spot, hitting the sides of both of those little mounds.
Levi shook, pleaded, twisted legs together in despair.
Called her name again and again, as each stroke led to something greater.
"Erwin-Er-"
The branding sensation of a large palm against soft tissue.
"Erw-"
To the other side.
"Erwin -Erwin-ahhn-"
Once again.
Back arched, mouth open, a string of spit slipping out, as well as the soldier's sanity.
And a few more countless times, until all they could hear in the room was slap after slap against reddening skin. Sweat forming on the dip of her spine.
Erwin gleamed, glowed, sinister-like from above, in complete awe with the view down under.
Deadly little Levi losing composure and being taken away by so much pain and pleasure. The beautiful mix of sensations that sprouted in sync, turning into one. Bliss in its purest form.
As Erwin pinched hard nubs and pulled them violently, along with a claiming bite to her kitten's neck, Levi yelled, crying out and came in waves. Body shuddering with overwhelm and relief. Her head floated away to another dimension, into a perfect blurry world where there was only fog and endless satisfaction.
Her chin was grabbed as hazy eyes blinked stupidly.
"I don't even need to touch your slutty cunt to make you climax,"
Whimpers were her only reply. Levi kept hands above her head, as Erwin had instructed during their first time.
This belongs to me.
"Let me see the mess you made,"
Her poor face was disgustingly covered with droplets of mingled body fluids. The blotch on her skin spread so much it went down her whole chest, heaving as she had ran for miles.
"I said...let me see the mess you made,"
Levi nodded when Erwin dismounted her, shivering and wobbly, to sit down, facing the blonde. Legs drifting apart with effort to keep still.
Her pussy was so gorgeous. Opening up like a blooming flower, overflown with liquid proof that she had been treated well. The hard little clit on top now totally uncovered, throbbing and angry red.
"What a present you are, my Levi," no one could ever know that Erwin drooled just a tiny bit from the picture. "Keep being good to me, kitten. I will give you your reward," she grabbed at slim legs, pinching the little fat she could find.
Levi's hips moved on instinct, undulating sinfully.
"Ple-please, Erwin. Yes- I want it. I want it,"
Impeccable gelled hair was falling out of place, and Erwin grew more impatient. Hungrier by the second. Licking her lips.
"What do you want, sweetheart. Talk to me, my little whore,"
"Mhm- here, please. I need more,"
Agile and bony, Levi's fingers were skilled over her own folds, widening them, showing how raw and coated it really was deep inside. Daring to hover her hard nub, hissing at the contact.
"Say it clearly, then," Smith cocked her head, sliding closer to the sweet source of heat.
The girl rubbed more surely, throwing her head back in defeat. Total submission.
"Yo-your mouth, please, Erwin. I will... anything. Anything, Er-Erwin,"
" Anything?"
"Ye-yeah-" slick sounds raised in volume.
"Bring me a head on a silver platter?"
A strike to her inner thigh.
"Ye-yes!"
"Zeke's?"
A thump to the opposite.
"Yes, yes -"
"What about Marley? Would you give it to me, little kitty?"
"I will- I fucking will, Ahgn-"
The succession of flings on sensitive and scared skin conducted the fighter to the inevitable explosion.
"That is a good girl," Erwin praised, before diving down and folding the woman in half. Lips messy with maroon blew over the honeyed surface, making the flesh cold and keen, kissing it at the center.
Levi emitted no sound, her mouth gaping at sheer pleasure, a string of saliva shining under bright lights.
The Commander's work began lazily, delivering wet smacks over her beloved toy, lapping at the juncture of her legs, zig-zagging viciously.
Hot tongue over the fervent body, she went down to Levi's entrance and opened her up, wiggling inside with the tip and harassing the spot that made her partner see stars.
"Ohhh-Erwin, Erwin-"
She wondered if Gods felt like she did when humanity's strongest weapon moaned her name in abandon. Filled with unlimited power.
It also took Erwin to heaven and back. Every single time.
Levi shouldn't ever acknowledge how much influence she had over the War-chief. The way she always got what she wanted if the begging was good enough, entertaining enough.
That her voice and actions made Erwin feel.
Made her feel so much.
She hated it. Loathed herself for being weak like men who lived to impress and please others.
However, this being was different, capable of pushing and pulling Erwin into being curious about her nature. Her peculiar mind. Watch with satisfaction as she made every little wish and fantasy of hers come true with bare hands.
Levi was all she desired. To the point of being frozen at the thought of losing her.
Frightened even.
So she moaned when sweet juices reached taste buds. Allowed herself to lose her consciousness for a moment.
Just a moment.
Muffled blubbering came from above, while hands fisted at ravaged locks in euphoria.
Erwin kneaded her small tits blindly, digging further and stimulating inside. Just at the very beginning, where they felt it the most. Knowing exactly how to summon waves of pleasure, unlike ignorant tools, who thought the deeper the better.
Fools. Nobody would know how to tease and bring little Levi to the peaks of joy. They wouldn't play her just right. Solve her puzzles so expertly.
She suckled haltingly at her tender clit, going for tiny licks before taking it snugly between plush lips and sucking in a steady rhythm.
Levi vibrated, twisting as something was being forcefully pulled out of her. Thrashing around as golden strands of hair were ripped away.
Erwin moaned against it. Icy-blue back at staring. The very corners of her mouth twisted up while holding her doll down. Full in display.
Gushes of slick hit her chin, dense and delicious with her ministrations. The litany of profanities was never-ending, little " oh"s followed frenzied " agh"s, driving both insane.
Being consistent and setting a crescendo usually did the trick. By the state of her physical reactions, Smith knew she wouldn't last long. Also, the soldier was in her zone. It would be easier to grasp orgasm after orgasm from the pretty body.
Long fingers slid themselves in to the second knuckle, obscenely easy , she might add. Curling deliberately to brush against a swollen bundle of nerves at the top.
The short girl wailed, substituting Erwin's hand on the back of shaky knees for her own, angling down to be better stroked.
" Erwin-Erwin, Erw-yes...ahn, please, yes. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me.'"
The blond laughed a muffled "Mhmm-" onto the flesh. Makeup gone at that point, but who cared?
Picking up the pace, digits worked faster. Harder. For once, attending to asked needs.
Immediately after, Levi was gone, walls gripping Erwin so tightly, she thought something had been broken in the process.
Without any time to pull back, the kitten painted her face with clear splashes, not giving the tallest the chance to avoid burst upon burst of her climax. The once flawless hairdo, now completely drenched.
Mouth open in amazement, the shifter didn't move an inch, licking her lips clean to taste the bittersweetness offered.
Little Levi was perfect.
Devine.
Worthy of her utter destruction.
Uselessly laid down like a rag, Smith watched tits rise back and forth in great effort. She crawled back to the reminiscent pieces of a killing machine. Defeated without even putting up a fight.
" Kitten,"
"Erwin," pretty eyes batted back up. She was relaxed . What a vision.
The wetness dripping off of her reached the other, making her well-aware of what had happened.
"I-I'm sorry?"
In spite of the apologetic words, there was a sense of satisfaction and pride in her pupils after seeing Erwin disheveled and ruined.
"How do you plan on explaining why I look like hell fell upon my head?"
Levi shrugged, biting her tongue.
Cheeky, spoiled brat.
"Supposedly, you will return the favor?"
Faster than a lightning bolt, her lover was up, climbing the big frame and sliding against it.
"Can I kiss you, Erwin?"
"Very nice, we have learned to ask permission. Why is that? Do you want to taste yourself?"
"No, I want to devour you,"
They moved so Levi could ride her properly. Erwin's hands back at burning cheeks. Shaping them around just for good measure.
"Devour me? Darling , don't be foolish. I think you have gotten the roles reversed,"
"Never cared about it,"
That was a surprise. Thick eyebrows lifted in interest.
"Well now? Know your place," she tapped at the swollen mouth. "And yes, you may,"
Their joining was practiced. Even without much time, the pair always managed to steal quick pecks from one another. In between meetings, inside broom closets or hidden by trees when sent on a mission.
The match was perfect. Soft and squishy with surprisingly care, moving without haste. Tongues met hotly, intertwined and seeking more depth.
Levi' whole being oozed sweetness, which was so unlike her hard persona. Her doll was warm and pliant, tilted her head for better access every time. Behaved so well just for Erwin.
Whenever they parted, it was never enough. They kissed minutes on end, embracing the occasion until jaws began to ache.
Loud smacking sounds made their blood run wildly.
Levi cupped her face, caressed it, didn't care if her hair was a goopy mess.
"Little kitty, sit on the chair for me," the voice dripped with eagerness.
Position taken, Erwin kicked off her heels and sighed in alleviation. "Good girl, take out the pantyhoses you dirtied with that nasty thing,"
It was done in a matter of seconds, way too quickly for the blonde's liking, but it would do. Her skin was free to breathe again.
" Now, listen to me carefully. Is this what you want, honey?"
Long limbs separated for a whole private show. Smith raised her skirt to smirk at Levi's desperate reaction.
The girl reached for it without a second thought, tongue lolling out automatically before being painfully held back.
"Ah-ah, impatient little harlot. What a distasteful servant you are. Haven't I set an example already? Plead for me," evil glee made Levi pout in misery.
"Please, Erwin-" she moaned as sweetly as possible, blinking fast and anxious. Dark hair was swayed from side to side in a mocking movement, eliciting more giggles from her owner.
"What do you want, dear? Are you a naughty slut who thinks about other women like that, huh?"
" No, Erwin. You. Just you, Erwin-' the lead was followed mindlessly.
"Yeah? Look at what you have done to me, kitten."
Erwin was bigger and sturdier than the compact weapon. Thicker in every way, with so much more to grab and pull. Her cunt shone proudly, incredibly looking and mouth-watering. It obliged Levi to swallow in urgency, unable to contain herself.
"Can you see how starved I am? Hold me open and feel ,"
Her Liege was sculpted in marble. Every inch, from head to toe, and she reveled in the fact. Lived for it. Touched her with adoration. Stuck her face to take in the arousing scent from trimmed blonde curls.
Cried against it.
Erwin gasped for the first time during the night. Arched back and laughed reggedly.
"Ohh, honey. Yes, dip your fucking pretty face in me. Beg for my pussy, come on,"
" Pleaase, let me ple-pleasure you." Lips smashed at the outer labia, head moving with intent. An attempt at seduction. "Le-let me eat you uuup-"
Reserve was an overrated trait, anyhow.
"Do it, darling. Lick me like a good little kitten-" the phrase didn't make it all out, interrupted by desperate brushes on scorching hot bits. " Fuck-"
Levi was fixed in the task, transported to another plane of existence. Wetness dripped down her chin, as the repetitive moves drove Smith crazy. She always started at the bottom, teasing where the inviting entrance was.
Erwin blistered against her tongue, coating her with so much juices it got syrupy after.
The way to the top was careful, placing gentle suckles on inner lips, going from side to side rapidly and then horizontally. It made Erwin see the Moon and come back to their room.
"Ohh, Levi. Levi, dear. Keep going-ahn- keep doing that, kitty," dark hair pulled to the point of pain let the other know she was doing something right, maintaining the previous track.
The clit was usually her favorite part to suck on, due to the unusual reactions she got from the stoic woman. Her War Leader trembled, petted her lovingly , just from the sensations she could elicit from that masterpiece of a body.
Levi flicked feather-light against the prominent jut. So rich with reward her moans mixed with Erwin's own. Dolly eyes blinked up enticingly.
The blond stared down at her, guiding the weary head wherever she felt like at the moment, lips bitten and bothered with gratification.
"Up, kitty. Ahn- that's it, what a good girl."
If anyone were to be there, none would notice. Too absent from the physical realm.
"I will come just for you. Nghn- would you like that?"
Levi nodded without breaking their contact. Begging with just a look.
"Yeah, fuck, fuck, fuck. Just for you, Levi. My gorgeous little toy. Work that fucking ahn-mouth for me. Only I get to have that, no matter how much they look-ohh- Isn't that right?"
Ackerman's eyes rolled back.
"My perfect little whore. Ho-how many men would dream to have a slutty creature on their beds? So willing with just mhmm- a snap of fingers?" Her maniac laughter instanced frighteningly. " They won't, honey. Ahn- they would never deserve you. You are mine , Levi. You are mi-mine, fu-fuck -,"
The shattering climax took them both out once more. Hands joining with bruising force. Delicate fingers intertwined.
For just mere seconds, or maybe minutes. They didn't know.
Erwin kissed like she was trying to gain air back from Levi's lungs. Tangling each other up in a sweaty mess.
The brunette nibbled and nipped at a strong jaw, crooked nose and exposed neck, taking in everything possible.
She wasn't kidding when she mentioned devouring Erwin. She would.
They rubbed together to leave their unique scents on one another, for the world to see, feel their connection.
Slick sounds rising with their joining. Sensitive nubs overwhelmed with stimulation.
Levi fisted blond hair into a ponytail, hissing as they moved in sync, hips searching for the ideal lock.
Their pupils blown and never daring to look away. Blue on gray, with stormy sparks of bliss.
Names chanted non-stop while lips smacked together, uncoordinated and full of ecstasy.
Words were useless at that point. To express anything at all, they just needed their skin and mingled breaths.
A chorus of mewls rose and stilled as nails bit and scratched on slippery backs. Frames glued and shaking in the peak of pleasure.
Levi's eyelashes fluttered, something close to a smile graced the young face, thumbing her lover's cheekbones.
Erwin pecked her lips sweetly, repeating the action until the petite woman hummed in content.
" Erwin,"
" Yes, Levi?"
Their mutual hair brushing was silent and warm.
She shook her head dismissively and hugged Smith tighter.
Just don't…..
"Erwin-"
Surrounded by cruel lights of the Meeting Room, they just dove into their own core, wondering how long it would take for Hange, or any other lab member to awkwardly knock on the door, pretending they didn't hear anything, and announce Levi's leaving.
It was rare to have full nights for themselves, or even running hours.
The crippling coldness of Marley always found its way back to their bodies, eventually.
As predicted, the shy sound came, making them part with resistance and loath.
"I will see you tonight, kitten. Worry not. My access keys still work...they haven't changed the locks, yet,"
Levi nodded, dressing up in obedience, after reaching for one last kiss.
"Excuse me, War-chief Smith," the voice was muffled at the other side. "The subject has to return soon,"
Erwin reciprocated, swiping away the remaining wetness from that beautiful face to send her away.
Maybe, somewhere deep inside, she would feel itchiness whenever Levi was called back to anyone who wasn't her.
Weakness and impotence ….twisted with…. something else.
But then again, that was another fact Ackerman would never come to know.
Or that she dared to look upon.
It was fine for now. Telling something wasn't wrong was Erwin's speciality, after all. And there was no one as qualified to lie than her. Even to her own mind.