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Heat licks up his spine. It starts off subtle, hardly even noticeable. Zeke goes about his day, reading the same book that oh so gracious Captain Levi gave him. He knows not to engage with conversation with the man, all earlier attempts failing miserably.
Zeke is a clever man, and yet has no definite answer on what the grouchy Captain’s secondary sex characteristic are. He is absolutely dying to know what Levi is. He hoped that he would have been able to just get it out of the man based on his speech patterns and mannerisms, but he’s different – different in a way that is so foreign he doesn’t exactly know where to start. His speech is crude, crass if he ever does say anything to Zeke that’s not his normal monosyllabic grunt. Which, in Zeke’s mind, is very alpha-beta behavior. Zeke categorized him as a small beta when they first met, officially this time, (because there just isn’t anything plausible enough to convince him that he is an alpha, being so short and grouchy) and then he saw him nesting – something omega do and take great pride in. Levi being an omega makes sense, his height, his attitude and the nesting behavior scream omega.
Levi is just a very strong, slightly scary omega.
Zeke sits reading his book, happy with the conclusion he came to a few days ago. All of the men watching are off doing other things (certainly not their job) but Levi doesn’t seem to care. In all honesty, Zeke believes this is the first time he has seen the man so antsy. He has been pacing back and forth, kicking up dirt as he walks only to turn and repeat.
After a while, stomach turning wildly, skin feeling like it is going to melt off, Zeke sighs dramatically, “ Will you sit down or something? You’re making me nervous.”
Levi stops, only to glare at him, then he sniffs the air. His expression darkens. “No. If you’re nervous that means I’m doing my job.”
Zeke shakes his head, defeated, and goes back to reading. He feels the tingling sensation in his gut, mindlessly rolls his hips forward and can feel the slick starting to leak from his hole.
Levi goes rigid, stopping completely, scenting the air. “You’re an omega, monkey shit?” His voice has a quiver to it that confuses Zeke, as if the shorter man has to hold himself back.
“Yes.” Zeke says like it’s not a big deal, because it hardly is.
“And you didn’t think to say anything. Anything at all?” Levi says, grinding his teeth.
Zeke shrugs. “Is that a problem to you, shortie?”
“I can smell you going into heat, so yes it’s a fucking problem.” He hisses.
This throws a wrench in Zeke’s suspicion that Levi is a beta. Betas don’t have the keenest sense of smell like alphas and omegas do. Zeke files this information away for later.
Zeke rolls his eyes at Levi’s dramatics. “So what? This is something that has happened every month for me since I presented.” Zeke supplies, still confused and slightly concerned by Levi’s reaction.
“Fuck, you should have said something sooner, shithead.” Levi snarls, causing Zeke’s blood to freeze. He shakes his head, but Levi just glares at him some more. “Fuck, I would gotten you some suppressants or some shit.”
“Huh?” Zeke says, absolutely lost. “Why would I need to be on suppressants? There is only us here anyway.” As soon as he says it, Zeke sizes Levi up. “You are an omega right? I saw the bond mark on your neck a f…”
“Do not!” Levi growls, eyes flashing from his normal gray color to a vibrant yellow, “You do not get to bring up my mark, you pungent piece of shit. Fuck.” Zeke can see he is shaking with rage. “He’s dead because of you, so don’t you fucking dare, omega.” The words cut sharp like knives. A shiver runs up Zeke’s spine and he shakes his head.
Never has he seen Levi genuinely lose control until now. He stinks of his rage – burning wood, smoke and acid, all very unpleasant. This is the first he could actually smell the smaller man and Zeke shrinks himself at the sight of the pissed off…
“Alpha?” He says the word so softly, more slick drips down and his stomach is turning violently. He is terrified of Levi, more so than he ever was before, but one comforting thing is Levi isn’t going to rape him. If Zeke is completely honest with himself, he is most likely going to be the one throwing himself on the ground begging for Levi’s knot.
Levi growls viciously. “It’s going to be a painful week for you, omega.” He stalks off, yelling out orders, leaving Zeke to fend for himself.
~
“Fuck. Oh fuck.” Zeke moans, miserably. It has only been a day since his heat officially started, and he feels like absolute shit. Levi’s scent is so strong, smells so good as Zeke cums pathetically all over himself, again and again. Four fingers deep in his slick hole, fucking them in and out at a quick pace. Embarrassingly he cries, “Alpha please. Please give me your knot. Fuck, please!” He is beyond hysteria.
Levi pokes his head in the tent and growls, “Shut the fuck up.”
Zeke bares his throat whimpering in submission. His legs open subconsciously and he can see Levi’s nose twitching at the pungent smell of a fertile omega. Zeke has to admit his self control is other worldly, as alphas back home were never this well disciplined, especially this close to an ovulating omega. “Levi, please.” Zeke begs, fucking himself hard on his fingers. He looks Levi dead in the eyes, “please breed me alpha, please, please, please.”
Reluctantly, Levi comes into the tent. “Will you shut up if I,” He swallows harshly then continues, “fuck you, omega? Not a single godforsaken word out of your mouth once I’m done.”
Zeke nods, delirious from the pain of his heat and the prospect of getting that short alpha’s cock in him. “Yes! Yes, I’ll do anything! Please just fuck me!” His cock is hard and angry looking, jutted up– defying gravity. His hole, is an absolute mess of slick and his cum. It slightly gaped open, loose for fucking.
Levi tsks, shaking his head. Zeke thinks he is saying something but he is too busy watching his ODM gear drop from his hips. He pulls the straps loose around his hips. Zeke's bright blue eyes watch transfixed as he works open his pants, giving his cock (once he freed it) several pumps from his hand. Zeke’s mouth hangs open in awe of the monster of a cock this short man was hiding underneath his pants. Levi comes over to him awkwardly at half mast. Without question (or even consent) Zeke puts the massive alpha cock into his moan, and moans pathetically around it.
Levi looks completely disinterested, which is utterly fascinating as it is frustrating. Zeke desperately wants to please his alpha, please Levi. He needs to be a good omega so he’ll get bred full of pups. He sucks Levi’s cock to full hardness, it laying thick and heavy on his tongue. He’s so fucking desperately to fill his aching hole with this above-average alpha cock. His mind is so cloudy with lust and determination. He looks up at Levi, who hasn’t even broken a sweat, and the alpha looks down at him. Watching him with careful and wary eyes.
He pulls back, “Stop.” Zeke freezes with his mouth wide open. “This ain’t about me. Turn around onto your hands and knees.”
There’s an air of cold command in Levi’s voice that not only makes Zeke shiver, but also causes his walls to slicken more. Levi still doesn’t really smell like anything particular, just alpha-y more now, woodsy and smoked meat, clean- like citrus. Zeke is positive he’s drooling, with Levi’s faint scent in the air and his taste on his tongue.
It takes him a minute to register Levi’s command, but as quickly as he does, Zeke scrambles into position. Ass high in the air, his legs parted to show off his slick hole between them. Slick running obscenely down his hairy, thick thighs. His womb, set deep within him, cramped up in pain. The punishment omegas get for having an empty womb. “Levi, please.” Zeke whines, swaying his bottom in the alpha’s face, his hole pulsing, fluttering desperately around nothing. Hoping that it’s appealing to the otherwise stoic alpha.
Zeke can’t see what Levi is doing but he feels Levi mounting him from behind, his smaller, yet strong thigh aligned with Zeke’s much bigger ones. His thick cock pushed between his legs, directly against his slick cunt. He keens loudly, pressing back against his alpha.
Zeke shakes his head in disbelief– Levi is not his alpha, but fuck he wants him to be. He wants to be claimed.
The pressure of the alpha’s cock pushing against his hole has him shaking in pleasured pain. Levi goes slow, entering him inch by inch. Zeke flails his arms as he feels the intrusion of Levi’s cock. He gets a purchase on the pillow, holding it tight. He rested his head against the ground of the tent.
Levi pulls himself back only to thrust back in, causing Zeke to scream in pleasure. Levi’s cock so deep inside Zeke swears the alpha is trying to fuck into his womb. More slick comes rushes out as Levi fucks into him, Zeke can feel the glorious drag of the cock against his cunts walls.
Surprisingly, Levi starts to jerk Zeke’s cock in time with his thrust which makes his hole spasm and tighten around Levi’s cock. He can hear a slight pant from the short alpha but nothing else.
Levi fucks into Zeke, cock thickening as his orgasm comes closer and closer. His cock is knocking directly against his cervix with how deep he is. Zeke can feel his gut tighten as his own orgasm approaches quickly. Levi’s cock swells at the base with his knot, it slides once twice before catching on the rim of his hole, locking the alpha’s cock inside. Lodged deep inside, stimulating his prostate that is on the other side as well as his opening to his womb, Zeke falls over the edge cumming hard from his cock and cunt. Tightening painfully around Levi’s cock.
The alpha falls forward, a tight grip on Zeke’s shoulder as he rests his head against his back. The squeeze of his cunt pushes Levi over the edge and Zeke can feel the rush of cum as it hits his cervix and fills the vaginal canal.
He screams as another orgasm rips through him, Levi pumping his hips up and down slightly, dragging his cock against Zeke’s walls for friction. Levi groans against Zeke back, his chest moving rapidly as he tries to control his breathing.
“Alpha! Levi fuck you’re so big. Feels so good!”
Zeke moans pathetically, brain completely succumbing to his heat, to his omega self. Zeke pushes back against Levi, his knot moving slightly making Zeke keen. “ Fuck!”
“Stop. Fucking. Moving.” Levi growls, his cock still shooting out cum. “ Fuck, you’re cunt is squeezing the life out of my cock. Shit! ” Levi hits his head against Zeke’s back. The omega falls to the ground as another orgasm rips through his body unexpectedly. His cock jerked violently and his cunt spasming around Levi’s cock. The alpha growls, teeth sinking into Zeke’s deltoid muscles.
Zeke waits for Levi’s knot to go down before he’s pushing back against Levi’s cock. Levi steadies himself with a hand on Zeke’s shoulder and an arm looped around his belly. Zeke moans unabashedly at the pressure of Levi’s arm.
“Fuck!” The blond moans, “alpha please! Oh, god.” Zeke is begging, and he has no idea what for. Levi snarls, holding Zeke’s up and starts fucking into him at an unforgettably fast, hard pace. His cock glides easy with Zeke’s natural slick mixed with the alpha’s cum. Zeke fucks back, moaning so loud that the entire camp must know exactly what they are doing.
When Levi knots him for the second time, cumming right against his cervix, Zeke cums so hard he passes out.
~
The first thing Zeke notices when he wakes up is the sun is rising, meaning he slept through the night. The second thing is he was washed and clothed at some point. The third thing he realizes is there is so much cum still inside of him that his hole and womb are sore. His lower abdomen is distended, bulging slightly.
He checks his hole and realizes in a shock that it is no longer enlarged, back to the size of a dime instead of the size of a small orange it gets during his heat. Some cum drips out of the hole but he really needs to talk to Levi to worry about it.
With aching muscles, Zeke gets up and out of the tent, searching for the small alpha. He finds the alpha by a fire cooking something in a pot.
“Good morning.” Zeke greets, then winces when he remembers what Levi demanded of him. “Sorry, I forgot. But can I talk to you, Levi?”
Alpha grumbles under his breath then turns towards him. “You’re talking to me right now, arentcha?”
Zeke rubs the back of his neck, sheepishly, and winces at the strain moving his arm causes to his distended abdomen. “I am but I was hoping you’d listen to me for a change. Y’know like an actual conversation.”
“Hm.” He says, but then he sniffs the air. “You’re not in heat anymore.”
“No, I’m not.”
Levi groans, “Shit. How long was that, less than 28 hours? Fuck.”
Zeke shrugs. “I don’t know, but that doesn’t matter, Levi, we should talk about what happened. How long was I out for?”
Levi bristles, obviously deep in thought. “Zeke, how long do your heats normally last?”
Zeke cocks his head confused, “Huh? I don’t know, like 3 or 4 days, why?”
“Fuck,” Levi groans, hitting himself in the head with the palm of his hand. “You were in heat for 28 hours Zeke, 24 of those hours you were by yourself. Fuck!”
“Okay? That’s actually what I wanted to talk about, why did you help me? Through my heat I mean.” Zeke says warily to the distressing alpha.
Levi grits his teeth. “I couldn’t stand the scent of distress you were letting off. I felt like I was going to crawl out of my skin.”
“Oh,” Zeke says blushing and looking away from Levi. “Well thank you I suppose. It was a nice, quick heat.”
Levi sighs, sitting down. “That’s because you’re pregnant, nitwit. Fuck!” He holds his head in his hands, shoulders shaking.
Zeke is taken aback by this. “What?”
Without looking up, “You’re pregnant.” Levi says. The words sound like they leave a bad taste in his mouth. Zeke is very confused. “You really should have fucking said something. Fuck! I would have gotten you suppressants or at least fucking birth control.”
“Oh shit.” Zeke says, a hand resting on his stomach that is still bulging from the cum. “How are you certain I’m pregnant?”
Levi scoffs, shaking his head in disbelief. “Your heat only lasted for 28 fucking hours, Zeke. A heat ending so soon means that the job is done.” Levi’s starts shaking violently, keeping his head down. “Had you been on birth control or suppressants of any kind your heat would have lasted longer. That’s why heats usually go for that long.”
Zeke pales. “Oh fuck.” Zeke goes over to the distressed alpha. “Levi, I wasn’t thinking I didn’t even know you were an alpha, I kinda assumed you were an omega. That’s what Eren told me at least.”
Levi laughs bitterly. “This happened before, my mate forgot his contraceptive pills during his last heat. It lasted for three hours,” He takes a shaky breath.
Zeke frowns, his omega extremely displeased with their alpha being so distraught. “Levi, you said that I killed your mate, but I don’t–“
“Shiganshina. The mission to take back wall Maria, since the district's gate was so kindly kicked in.” Levi says, his voice is cold but his shoulders are hunched over, showing that he is unhappy and most likely uncomfortable.
Oh fuck. Zeke’s heart sinks to his stomach. “Levi, don’t tell me–“
Levi is crying, at least Zeke thinks he is, but the alpha refuses to show his face. “13 weeks. He was 13 fucking weeks along. Hell I don’t even know if he was planning to keep it. He never told me before he died.” The smell of the distressed alpha makes Zeke feel small and pathetic. He desperately wants– needs– to comfort him but he doesn’t know how. He lets off a calming scent for the alpha. Zeke didn’t know Levi lost his mate and child on the same day– didn’t know that he indirectly killed them both.
His tongue feels like lead in his mouth. “Levi, I’m so sorry, truly I am. I was following orders and–“
Levi barks out a laugh and finally looks up at Zeke. The omega’s heart shatters into a million pieces. Levi’s gray eyes are glassy with tears but his glare is just a piercing, making Zeke whine and coward away. Thankfully, Levi doesn’t smell angry– just hurt and sad, which doesn’t make Zeke feel much better.
“You aren’t following orders now.” He says meekly, “You aren’t even supposed to fucking be here right now.”
“I know. I had to, I didn’t know Eren was my brother yet, back then and I couldn’t just deflect from Marley without a plan. I–“ Zeke says quickly, rambling trying so hard to soothe Levi’s hurt, to try and take back the pain he caused. “I really am sorry about your mate, Levi.”
Levi snots unamused, “I am too.” He looks at Zeke's hand on his stomach. “I tried cleaning you the best I could but I didn’t want to hurt you.”
“I appreciate that, Levi.” Zeke says. Tentatively he reaches for the short alpha’s hand and rests it on his stomach. Zeke can feel cum leaking out onto his pants. “Do you really think I’m pregnant?”
Levi cocks a thin brow, “You’re fucking kidding right? You’re literally still full of cum, so anyway you look at it, you are most definitely going to be pregnant.”
Zeke fiddles with Levi’s hand, it’s so much smaller than his. He realizes why Eren thought Levi was an omega. “Would you want that, Levi? Do you want a child?” Zeke’s voice shakes with uncertainty. “Do you want me to have your child, Levi?”
In all of Zeke’s life, he had been so certain of his goal. He thought for so long that it would make him happy, to achieve something on his own for once. But this concept of a child, using his body to grow, makes him rethink everything he has known to be true at this point. Never in all 29 years of his life has Zeke wanted an alpha, has wanted an alpha to want him. He wants Levi. He wants to comfort him and love him and–
Zeke wants Levi to want this child. That way he isn’t the selfish one, bringing a child into this cruel world. He doesn’t want to hold the sole responsibility.
Levi takes a deep breath through his nose. “ I don’t fucking know.” He says at last, “This doesn’t change my feelings about you. Do you think that having my child is somehow going to redeem yourself to me?”
Zeke shakes his head pathetically, falling to his knees. It is stupid, getting your hopes up like that. He mindlessly cups his stomach. “I, I didn’t ask so I can redeem myself, Levi.”
“Then why did you ask, Zeke?” Levi says bitterly. Zeke curls up on himself slightly, still scared of Levi– even though he still doesn’t smell angry.
“Because I want you to want them.” Zeke says, a tear falling from his eyes. It truly goes against everything he felt about the world, but, “Especially since you think they are already here, Levi. It’s not fair.”
Levi laughs so bitterly, it sounds hollow and angry. “I’ve heard that one before too. Now stop your whining and go back into the tent. Looking at you like this is pissing me off.”
“Looking like what, Levi?” Zeke squeaks, his confidence and resolve plummeted straight to hell.
“Looking pregnant. I couldn’t get the cum out when you were passed out, but I can now.” He says, gritting his teeth.
Zeke nods and gets up, going into the tent.
~
Levi comes in a few minutes later, Zeke already is playing with himself – his large, hard cock in his hand. His hole is still leaking cum, but it’s too tight to get a finger in there. The alpha rolls his eyes. “You couldn’t wait?” Zeke shakes his head no, stroking his cock faster, gripping it harder. “Of course not.”
Levi gets onto his knees, grimacing slightly. Zeke looks at him confused. “What? What’s wrong?” He asks, his blue eyes shining with worry and hurt.
“What I’m about to do if fucking disgusting, if you say anything about it to anyone, Jäeger. Carrying my child or not, you’re fucking dead. Do you understand me?” Levi says, voice dripping with hatred.
“What are you going to do?” Zeke says.
Levi shutters, rolls his shoulders back and forth. He crawls over to Zeke– who is laying on an opened sleeping bag. “I have to get the cum out.”
“How?”
Levi glares at Zeke. “By sucking it out of you. By the looks of it your hole already closed itself up.” Levi says, as if it’s the most disgusting thing in the world. “If we don’t do it now you’re going to look like that for days until your body absorbs it.”
Zeke nods his head. “I won’t say anything about what your – Levi holy fucking shit!” Zeke throws his head back, moaning hopelessly.
Levi is in between Zeke’s spread legs, tonguing at his cum filled hole. He pushes the tip of his tongue in, breaking up the mucous membranes that were blocking the cum from rushing out like water. He puts his lips around it, sucking harshly. Zeke can feel the cum leaking out faster now, and the sounds of it absolutely filthy. His cock is as hard as steel as Levi works.
Levi presses a hand on Zeke abdomen, causing more cum to be expelled from his body into his mouth. He works diligently, making sure Zeke is no longer so full he feels he might burst. There’s a weird feeling, Levi touching his womb from the outside.
“Uh, won’t it hurt the baby if you press too much? On my womb I mean?” Zeke says, worriedly. He doesn’t know too much about pregnancy – has always been against the idea since he presented.
“They aren’t more than a single millimeter, so you’re fine.” Levi says, pulling off. “I think I got most of it out.”
Zeke moans. “Um, you can keep going?”
Levi clicks his tongue. “I’m serious, Zeke. You better not tell a single soul I did this.” And Levi goes back down on him, pressing more cum out of his birth canal. Zeke is a panting mess by the time Levi finishes. He feels so sore– like he just did a hundred crunches in a row then a ten minute plank. “Now, you're good.” Levi says, getting up. “Go wash up in the river or something. I need to brush my mouth.”
~
It’s been 60 days since he has come to Paradis and his heat happened on day 10. Levi has been watching him closely, scenting him more and more.
It isn’t until Zeke throws up his breakfast, lunch and dinner on day 61 that Levi comes over to him. “You smell different.”
Zeke cocks his head. “I was throwing up earlier.”
Levi wrinkles his nose in disgust. “I heard you, but it’s not that. Your base scent is changing.”
Oh shit. “So I’m really pregnant?”
Levi nods his head grimly. “Yeah. It would seem you are.”