Pleasurable Torture

Dedicated to: Kouhaiikun

"Into his office?! Again?!" Eren Jaegar groaned with frustration and shook his head as he slapped his hands onto his face.

"Er, no. He's in his bedroom right now, and that's where he wants you at the moment," Commander Erwin Smith instructed awkwardly, motioning toward Captain Levi Ackerman's room.

"What?!" Eren's head snapped up and he peered curiously at Erwin. "...Why there?"

"Well, he told me he was too lazy to get up and walk to his office, so I guess-"

"But his office is right there!!" Eren pointed to the room next to Levi's bedroom, his finger trembling with shock that the Captain actually expressed his laziness that way.

"Eren," The Commander said in a warning voice, treating the brunette like a child.

Eren huffed like one as well as he sighed and walked over to the wretched door, knocking on it unenthusiastically.

"Come in," Levi's deep, monotone voice ordered.

Eren slowly opened the door, which chose it's way to creak awkwardly. He stepped in, and took a look around, clearly not surprised by how his Captain's bedroom looked.

Papers stacked neatly at a desk, his carpet vacuumed multiple times, the closets and cupboards with not a feather of dust on them. And in the centre, lye Levi in his very neat and well-made bed. He was slouching and reading a thick book.

Wowie, Eren thought, hesitantly stepping forward and reaching up to turn on the light. I wonder how many people get to step in this room every once in a while.

"Take off your shoes, maggot," Levi said, placing his book on the nightstand next to him. "And don't you dare turn on the light."

Eren slowly tilted his head in confusion. "But, Heiichou, your eyesight will be-"

"Don't talk back to me."

Eren quieted. He slipped out of his 3D-MG boots and walked toward the comfy-looking bed, stopping right in front of it.

"Alright then. Do you know why you were called here?" Levi said, standing up and out of the warmth of his bed. Eren could see his pajamas, which were yellow and were striped with purple. Pretty girly.

"Er..." Eren's brain wracked with the thoughts of what he had done over the past few days, and to think of it, he hadn't done anything wrong. Yes. Not even a thing. "No, sir," He answered simply, raising an eyebrow with curiosity as he plopped down on the bed.

"Oh yeah?" Levi said menacingly, making Eren want to coil up and hide. Levi took a few serious steps forward, his eyes locked on the brunette's face. "So you don't remember? Think back to a few days, Eren. At least try to use whatever's left of that tiny little brain."

Sheesh! Eren strained himself from frowning and losing his temper right then and there. If he couldn't think of anything, then what the hell was he supposed to say?! "I told you," Eren gritted his teeth and peered downward, so that Captain Levi couldn't see. "I don't remember, sir," He seethed.

And just then, something cut through his chest and ripped out a piece of clothing harshly, making the locket-key that was resting peacefully on Eren's chest jingle with alarm. Suddenly, that one slash of spot felt as though it was on fire, and Eren let out a little gagged sound as he clutched onto his shirt, trying to keep both ends together with one fist.

He looked up and saw that Levi had whipped him.

"Don't speak to me in that attitude, ok, Eren?" Levi hissed boldly, mocking what the boy had just done. Eren looked up and felt a sudden wave of fear splash over his emotions. Levi looked mad, and very frightening.