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“You should be more careful Mr Ackerman, caught this guy trying to whack you and the bouncy red-haired girl but don’t worry, I took care of him for ya” A cheerful voice sounded beside Levi, causing him to cock his head and reach fro his gun that was nestled in its holster at his hip.
The owner of the voice stepped from the shadows, resting casually against the wall looking much the part of a street rat compared to Levi who was impeccably well dressed. A chocolate brown haired male, several years younger than Levi with a cheeky grin, eyes that glinted like sea glass and clothes that were soaked in blood, spinning a hunting knife expertly between his fingers in a mesmerizing display now stood beneath the streetlight.
The moonlight struggled from between the thick smog that hung over the city, barely illuminating the alley the brunette had emerged from but it, combined with the light from the streetlamp gave Levi a clear enough view of the carnage that had been wreaked by the still grinning brunette, the body laying almost unrecognizable, bent in ways the human body weren’t designed for and appearing as though he’d been gangbanged by a cheese-grater.
“Is that your handiwork brat? Which family do you belong to?” Levi asked curiously, raising his eyebrows and crossing his arms over his chest, captivated by the blood encrusted brunette.
“Sure is, I’m not afraid to get my hands dirty Mr Ackerman. I’m not part of any family, my mother was forced to serve as the goomah for the Don of the Beasts, they’ve had a hit out on me since she died” Eren explained, continuing to flick the blade back and forth between his fingers with ease. Well that explained how he knew Levi’s name, having ties to another mafia group.
His eyes darted up and he threw the blade, it grazed lightly passed Levi’s ear and buried itself in the eye of a rival crew member that was trying to get the drop on him and Eren just smiled angelically, brushing passed Levi, who for once was struck dumb, and pulling his blade from the twitching body that now dirtied the dark street.
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That’s how Eren ended up coming home with Levi, dragged through the streets of downtown Vegas and into the Don’s luxury apartment where he was bathed, fed and pleasured until he begged for mercy. The pair spent months together and as time passed, their bond became solidified and the two of them were always found side by side, forming a co-dependency that was deadly to anyone that dared separate them.
They were a fierce duo and after a year it was like Eren had always been a Scout, getting on famously well with Levi’s outfit, especially Isabel, the Don’s younger sister for all intent and purposes.
Levi Ackerman was a dangerous man with a temper shorter than his stature and eyes so sharp they could cut through diamonds, he was the head of the Scouts, the largest underground mafia in Las Vegas and had been running it since before he was legal to drink.
He held no regard for the law, was a ruthless killer with an insatiable bloodlust for those that did him wrong and ruled the Scouts with an iron fist, rewarding those who were loyal and slaughtering those who dared hurt those most precious to him and when Eren came into his life, something inside of him softened slightly and after months upon months of time had passed, he finally let the young man into his heart instead of just his bed.
Eren was cocky and so full of life, it was hard not to be drawn in by him, he had a boyish charm and a bloodlust that matched Levi’s own but he was also very sensitive and fiercely protective of his family, as time drew on, he showed a particular affinity for Levi and his crew, putting himself in harm’s way time and time again in order to keep them safe.
They had been together ever since, sharing a bond that no one could ever match nor hope to replicate, not even Levi and his right-hand were a match for the bond that tied the raven and the brunette together. Eren was fiercely loyal and fearless in the face of the countless foes the Scouts faced, he served as an envoy for the Scouts, attending meetings in Levi’s stead and wiping any of their enemies off the board without a trace of remorse.
Farlan Church served as Levi’s underboss, handling the family and the majority of the affairs and was wedded to Isabel Magnolia after being together for most of their life, the pair almost as close as Levi and Eren.
Farlan, Isabel and Levi’s crew, which consisted of a dirty blonde giant with a nose like a bloodhound, named Mike and Hanji, a glasses-wearing scientist with an affinity for weaponry and explosives as well as Erwin who was ranked as the consigliere, specialising most in keeping everyone alive and formulating the best courses of action against oppositions, accepted Eren with open arms, nicknaming him “Moglie”, the Italian word for wife considering Eren’s relationship with their leader and the fact that mafia history held a strong Italian history.
Eren served as an envoy for the Scouts, going to and from meetings with opposing clans discussing negotiations in Levi’s stead but mostly he attended missions, loving the thrill of watching someone who raised a gun to his lover tremble in fear as Eren wielded a blade, doing maximum damage to their body until they drowned in their own blood.
There was something about a fresh kill that drove both Levi and Eren insane with lust, fucking roughly and bloodily against the first available surface they found, leaving Eren dripping with come and too sore to sit comfortably for a week.
Whenever they weren’t out, one could always find Eren sitting across Levi’s lap, legs dangling across one of the armrests of the throne-like chair, kissing and licking at the Don’s throat no matter whom else was in the room. Eren was typically donned in silken robes that exposed his long tan legs, a thin, black leather collar clasped around his neck, indicative of their bond.
Currently, Levi sat in his usual seat, Eren draped across him and pressing soft kisses and nips to the skin of his throat as Levi rubbed teasing circles on his innermost thigh as the Don discussed new negotiations to be taken up with the businesses in the area that the Scouts owned.
The man sitting in front of them was morbidly overweight, balding and had a thick moustache, he was emitting a foul odor and had a half-smoked cigar dangling from the remaining few teeth he had left. He was rattling on about the debt he owed to the Scouts and how he’d need more time to pay it off than the agreed upon date, Levi simply listened disinterestedly with a bored expression on his face and a raised eyebrow, paying more attention to his lover than the pig in front of him.
“Hey Mr Ackerman, we’re family aren’t we? How much could I pay to spend the night with the little whore in your lap, he’s such a pretty little thing” the pig licked his lips and grazed his eyes over Eren’s exposed skin, causing the brunette’s lip to curl in disgust. Levi had gone rigid beneath Eren, every muscle tensed and an expression of pure fury was masked under a pleasant smile.
“Go on Pet, tell him the payment for asking such a thing” Levi chuckled darkly, watching as the brunette slid from his lap, silk robe dipping low off his shoulders and only just covering the bare skin beneath. With a glint of silver, Eren drew his favourite blade from where it was hidden in the sleeve of his robe, bringing it down with lightning force precision into the back of the pig’s hand, pinning it to the armrest of the chair.
He let out a scream of pain as blood flowed down his hand and dripped to the floor, watching on in horror as the brunette made his way back into the Don’s lap, straddling him and capturing one other’s lips in a fierce kiss. Levi’s hand made its way beneath Eren’s silk robe, fingers dancing across his skin as he stroked the brunette’s hardening length.
The pig could do nothing more than watch as they kissed and as the brunette gyrated in the Don’s lap, grinding down and letting soft whimpers fall from his lips. His head ducked down to press kisses to Levi’s neck, muffling the pleasured sounds, entirely uncaring of the bleeding man merely six feet from them.
Levi’s eyes were like liquid mercury as they flicked up from over Eren’s shoulder, fixing pointedly on the injured man, “If you don’t pay your debt by the agreed upon date, you will severely regret the consequences. Now get out of my sight, I have my lovers needs to tend to” his words were like venom and the pig scrambled to obey, pulling the blade from his hand with a pained cry and letting it clatter on the floor, stumbling from his seat.
“Oh and Mr Wald, if I catch wind of you ratting us out to anyone, especially the Titans, I’ll personally see to it that your dick be cut off and rammed up your ass while you’re still breathing. That’s a promise” Levi smirked and waved him off, chuckling lowly as the man took off running.
“Levi” Eren whined, bucking his hips into the Don’s lightly enclosed fist, drawing his attention back to the needy brunette in his lap.
“I’m sorry brat, let me make it up to you” he brought his hand up to Eren’s mouth and the brunette immediately leant forward, tongue darting out to slicken Levi’s palm. When he deemed it wet enough, he brought his hand back down to Eren’s length, fingers curling nimbly around the heavy hardness, thumb reaching up to drag teasingly across the slit as he leant down to cover Eren’s neck in possessive bruises.
Watching Eren come undone beneath his hands, lips, teeth and tongue was a blessing to behold. The way his back arched and his hair became even more unruly, how moans and whimpers and pleas tumbled from his lips, uncaring of who heard him, the way he uttered Levi’s name like a prayer and the face he made as he reached release, begging for Levi to take him until he couldn’t walk.
A knock sounded at the door, halting their personal time together. Eren slipped from Levi’s lap and crossed the room, pulling open the door and grinning as one of the young cugines stood at the door, blushing at the state of Eren’s bruised neck, disheveled hair, kiss-swollen lips and rather obvious erection tenting the front of his robe.
“Can I help you? We were kinda busy” Eren chuckled, patting the boy on the shoulder and stepping aside to allow him entry and pushing the door shut behind him.
“Ah sorry Moglie, I have an urgent phone call for Don Levi” he said, puffing his chest out proudly. Levi beckoned him forward and held out his hand to accept the phone, nodding his thanks as the boy trotted joyfully from the room, leaving Eren to smirk in amusement at the cugine and how happy he seemed completing such a simple task.
“Speaking” Levi’s deep voice sounded throughout the room, causing a small shiver to go through Eren as he moved to sit aside Levi, head resting on the Don’s thigh and almost purring as a hand immediately came down to card through his hair.
“We know about your little whore Ackerman, your little friend Mr Wald was more than happy to rat you out for the right price. You don’t know us but we certainly know you and we’re going to destroy you piece by piece, starting with your lover” the call cut out and Levi snarled, throwing it across the room and watching with minor satisfaction as it shattered to pieces causing Eren looked up at him with concern.
“Levi, what happened? Who was on the phone?” Eren asked curiously, pulling himself up from the ground to stand in between Levi’s legs, concern growing as the Don wrapped his arms around Eren’s waist, burying his face against the silk robe against his stomach.
“I don’t know who was on the phone Moglie but whoever it was won’t live to see the light of day if they lay a finger on you. I dare him to try and take you away from me, I’ll slaughter anyone who tries” he growled lowly, muscles tense and
Eren scratched his nails against Levi’s undercut, offering soothing sounds and reassurances that he wasn’t going anywhere and that come hell or high water, should anything happen, he would always find his way back to Levi.
Levi growled and stood up, sweeping Eren off his feet and out through the door, carrying him down the winding hallways to their shared quarters and barely bothering to kick the door shut as he tossed Eren on the bed, covering his body and grinding their hips together.
“You are mine Moglie, if anyone lays a hand on you, they’ll be dead before they hit the ground”
Eren surged up, arms wrapping around Levi’s shoulders and pulling him down to smash their lips together in a fierce kiss, teeth clacking against one another, blood drawn from bitten lips and tongues begged one another for entrance, both gasping as they finally connected, tracing over every ridge and line of each other’s mouth, finally meeting to press against one another in a battle for dominance.
“I’m yours Levi, always” Eren gasped when they broke apart to draw breath, hands coming down to untie the silken sash that barely covered his modesty, letting it fall open and baring himself for Levi and Levi alone.