Eren continued to be silent, becoming more and more distressed by the situation. What the hell had he just gotten himself into? He could be at home and probably asleep right now, but no. Here he was, being asked who his master was and being called a submissive. He then raised his gaze and looked at the man dead in the eye, green eyes shining strong defiance. A battle of wills.
Eren crosses paths with the unknown in the most unexpected of ways, slowly changing everything he thought he'd known about himself. A story about self-discovery and Eren's journey into the world of BDSM and kinks.
- Part 1 of Anesthesia
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20 Jun 2021
There was a noticeable shift in the room; a change from their comfortable small talk to something tense and unknown. Drunk or not, Eren quickly realised that Levi was, in fact, being quite serious.
“Captain,” Eren said with some hesitation. “How often do you watch me sleep?”
Levi stared at him, dead silent. He only seemed to realise now that he’d been talking out loud.
Levi has a secret, and one night, he's not so good at keeping it.
Levi is a widower and an executive chief of Smith Advertising. Eren is a rising escort doing whatever means are necessary to provide for his family. Neither realize one brief encounter is all it took and their fates were woven together like string.
- Part 1 of Woven Strings
"I went to the tack shop that supplies the Survey Corps stables today." Levi leaned down, burying a hand in Eren's hair and wrenching his head back viciously so he could speak right into the boy's ear. "I told them I had a savage little beast who likes to buck every time I mount him." Eren groaned, eyes rolling back into his head and Erwin had to fight back the sounds that wanted to come out of him at those words.
Levi thought making him clean all the stairs in the entire castle was an excellent punishment, really he did. He just... didn't think about the repercussions.