Ereri/Riren Oneshots

Smoke and Mirrors (Riren)

An: ayyyye a request!!!! I forgot your username dear and I offer my apologies ;-;

(I'm just really bad with names in general DX)

But here ya go Yandere! Levi.

Blood kink.
Mentioned murder.
Edgeplay mentioned.
Morally questioning things.

With hints of pet play cuz y dafuq not.

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I never meant to call you out....

Watching with half-lidded eyes, he studied the young teen below the window he had been cleaning. Eren was speaking with a fellow cadet when Levi tensed at how she held his arm. She was practically squishing her shitty chest into his elbow and Eren looked like he was saying something, eyes downcast as he blushed.

I've always seen behind your smoke and mirrors

"Bitch..." He grumbled to himself, his voice low and gravely as he gripped the the cloth in his hand. His lips held firm as they clasped themselves into a grimacing line. He had told Eren too many times not to flirt with these whore brats.

Oh sweetheart please don't yell at me, it really isnt hard to see...

Now he had to be punished.

The truth that's rotting underneath.

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Eren came upstairs to Levi's office as soon as training was over and boy was he exhausted. Usually he'd come back to his Corporal's office and he'd be set in the raven's lap, being pet and praised for being such a good boy, for that's what he tried to me. Of course it wasn't always like that. Today... Let's just say his Levi-was-about-to-beat-him senses were tingling. "C-captain... It's me- Eren." He heard a muffled grunt and opened the door, opening the door to see the sight of Levi sitting atop his desk, one foot upon his knee as he sipped his tea, eyes trailing down the paper he held in his hand.

"Captain... Have I done something wrong?"

"On the contrary." Levi replied quietly, setting the ceramic cup down with a soft clank. "It's not you... Rather...," He smiled darkly, gaze off to the side as he place his papers atop the desk as well.

"That bitch who was flirting with you during training."

"M-megan?"

"Is that her name?" (I'm sorry any Megans out there)

Levi had slid off the desk and was now walking towards Eren, his boots thudding ominously as his cravat bounced with each calculated step. Eren knew how dangerous Humanity's Strongest was in general... But when he was like this...

"Come here, Eren." He ordered, his voice gruff but spoken lowly as not to frighten him. The teen hesitated, eyes flashing to the side before edging forward, his boots scarping the wooden floor.

"Good boy." Levi soothed as his pale hand gripped the shifter's chocolate locks, not rough but still firm as he pulled him down to meet his lips with the Captain's. The kiss was quick, chaste, and as soon as it was over Eren was trembling. What was his Captian planning? He could never tell. "Now, Eren," The shorter man started, feigning a smile as he walked the the other to his desk. He jumped to where he was sitting atop it again, pulling Eren between his legs, their hands clasped tightly.

"Why did you let her touch you?"

Eren's eyes grew wide and he tried to think of something to say. But nothing. He stammered incoherent phrases, but only earned a sigh from his Captian.

"Did I stutter, Eren?"

The boy shook his head.

"Good. Now tell me."