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Arrogance is the downfall of any goddess.
The day is overcast. As Eren, the fox goddess, slowly wakes up, he can feel it in the air even with his eyes still shut. There is a certain tension to the air, humidity creating an oppressive atmosphere that makes even breathing seem a little more difficult than usual. A sure sign that a storm was coming.
A shrine bell rings close by, signalling the beginning of the day.
The goddess finally opens his eyes, rolling over on his cushions to shake some sleepiness out of his system. As he pushes aside the curtains of his chambers to look to the outside world, he sees that he’s right - – heavy clouds surround his entire territory, ready to burst at the seams at any given moment. Not the most ideal day for him, but as with other aspects in life, balance is required for a fruitful existence.
The shrine of the fox goddess stretches out before him, red gates laid out before him, opening up to a clearing where the priests are now performing their morning routine. Due to the weather, visitors would likely be fewer today as well.
One of his servants, a masked snow white fox, sits obediently before him just beyond the curtains, sending him a silent greeting while awaiting its orders for the day. Eren stretches his limbs out languidly as he sits up to watch the head priest making his way up the stairs towards him, hands filled with his offerings for the day.
Though humans cannot actually see or hear him, the goddess acknowledges their presence regardless, and he says his thanks as the priest lights fresh incense sticks, leaves handfuls of oranges in his offering bowl and bows deeply, muttering prayers under his breath.
As the priest walks away, Eren closes his eyes and takes in the earthy, sweet scent that emanates from the incense. White smoke slowly rises from the end, curling around his form before dissipating into nothing. Now that he has finally been acknowledged and appeased, the good mood finally begins to settle in as he readies himself for the day, passing orders along to his servants, listening to prayers.
Before the smell of the incense has the chance to settle into the fabric of his clothes, a hallow presence makes itself known at the entrance of his shrine. In the same moment, the fox servant’s ears flicker briefly.
“The demon is back again today?” The goddess inquires.
The servant’s ears flicker again as an affirmation.
With a deep sigh, Eren settles into his seat once more as he takes up his smoking pipe and leisurely begins to fill it with ashes.
“He lives and feeds off the idea of tearing everything he sees into shreds, yet at the same time he claims to long for companionship.” The goddess muses to himself. As he waves his hand over end of his pipe it lights up instantly, and Eren admires the way the embers crawl their way over and under the ashes, leaving behind a gently simmering red glow. Before long, his chamber slowly fills up with a different kind of smoke, a soft, hypnotising mist that lingered.
“He thinks himself so high and mighty, I’d love nothing more than to see that arrogant creature lose control of himself.”
In his previous life, he had been quite the seductress, a fox who spent years sleeping around with all sorts of humans. Though he left that life behind now, his knowledge remained, and he had a good grasp of what sort of company the demon was looking for. As he watches the white smoke dancing through the air, an idea forms in his head.
The servant darts away with a single unspoken command, gone in the blink of a human eye, leaving him to confront the demon all on his own.
With just a little bit of concentration and soft wave of his hand, the smoke begins to take on a slightly different form.
Eren closes his eyes, and the next time he breathes in, his lungs swell with the sweet taste and smell of aphrodisiac the smoke has now become. A smile escapes his lips. This was a rather unorthodox way of using his powers, holding the title of the goddess of fertility certainly did have its perks, but it was not as if there was anyone was here to punish him for however way he wanted to spend his spare time.
Of course, Eren would not be affected by his own form of witchcraft, but as for others…
I’ll show you companionship, demon.
He stays put within his own chambers, waiting patiently as the demon’s presence becomes stronger, passing through every one of his gates with ease. Eren watches impassively as the demon goes through the usual human motions to pay respects to him – praying at the entrance, washing his hands, burning incense, bowing to the various statues. Though the actions were made to appeal, to Eren it seems to be almost mocking.
“So it’s you again, Levi. I will never understand why you continue to follow the humans’ silly ways.” Eren says the moment the demon comes within speaking, right at the entrance of his chamber.
From under his wispy bangs, the demon flashes a small smile that reeks of sickening charm as he steps through the curtains, playfully bowing to him as a form of greeting. The sclera of his eyes are black, simmering coals, pinning him down with the sharpest of looks, but the goddess is long past being intimidated by his gaze.
“Good morning, dear. I’m afraid I must, how else will I be able to express my admiration for you otherwise?” He answers. Eren huffs out of his nose, rolling his eyes at his response. As the demon straightens up, he tilts his head slightly to the side curiously. “You smell quite sweet today.”
“Suggesting that I don’t usually smell sweet?”
“No. Of course I could never insinuate something as tasteless as that. I quite like this change. New incense, perhaps?”
Eren huffs, unwilling to give away his secret so quickly, and seeks a new subject before Levi examines the smoke around him too closely.
“Maybe I should add a little something to the water at the entrance. See how it feels when your skin begins to peel from your nails and burn your flesh from your bones the next time you touch it.”
“If that is what it takes to appease you, then so be it, though it would make you quite the cruel goddess in the eye of your followers, would it not?”
The game begins, Eren thinks. They dance around each other with their words, prodding to see who gives in first.
This time though, Eren is determined win no matter what.
A small piece of his concentration splits off into the smoke at the same time he breaths it out, pouring the wicked magic into it. Just one tiny drop at a time so as to not draw attention to it. He watches keenly to make sure Levi does breathe it in, before he speaks again.
“…There are always others who will find comfort in my presence, plus I know a few connections. That horse-headed bastard in the next shrine over owes me quite a few favours.” The goddess shifts slightly, subtly allowing the alluring scent to float more in the demon’s direction.
“Hmm. Will his company be as pleasant as mine, though? I find his mannerisms rather tasteless.” Eren sees the exact moment the aphrodisiac begins to take effect. The demon may not be aware of it just yet, but his pupils begin to dilate. This wasn’t good, Eren was getting too excited already. He couldn’t wait to watch the demon fall apart before him.
“I don’t know. Maybe we should invite him over. Just the three of us, and we can all play together.” The goddess takes a deep drag of his pipe, and when he parts his lips, a steady stream of fresh smoke escapes from his mouth, instantly filling up the air between them. Eren’s tongue darts out to chase the lingering taste of the smoke, dampening his lips, and Levi’s eyes follow the motion with keen interest.
Eren hides his smirk by bringing his hand up to subtly cover the lower half of his mouth. When the goddess crosses his legs nonchalantly, the demon’s darkening eyes chase the movement once more. The aphrodisiac was much stronger than he intended, he’s never really had a chance to try this out before, but the demon likely still hasn’t noticed the effects yet. If he listens carefully, he can tell that Levi’s breathing has sped up slightly, subconsciously inhaling more of the delicious scent.
“As expected, Eren. Always full of such fascinating ideas.” Even the poor demon’s voice was becoming a little more strained. Eren quite liked the attention he was getting now, the desire in his eyes is unmistakeable.
“Naturally. I didn’t land my current position from sitting back and doing nothing.”
He may be pushing it now, but Eren adds just a little bit more of his spell into the smoke. The sheer volume of it all condenses the smoke into a soft fog, muting the sounds of the outside until it feels as if the world is just the two of them, here within this chamber.
Levi runs his fingers just underneath his robes, subtly fanning himself and allowing air to circulate. Satisfied, the goddess brings the pipe to his lips once more and inhales deeply, swirling the smoke around his tongue.
“Of course, of course.” Levi backs down and swallows. For a split second, he shows slight discomfort in his expression, and Eren knows he can hide it no longer.
He finally leans closer, and exhales straight into Levi’s face as he breathes his next words.
“Or you could just have me all to yourself.”
A puff of smoke hits him directly. For a moment, Levi creases his brows in confusion as the scent works its magic, and then his eyes widen when he finally realises what is happening, too late.
The sheer volume of the smoke clogs up and confuses the demon’s thoughts. His head begins to spin, as if he were drunk, and then he becomes distinctly aware of how hard his heart has been beating this entire time– thumping loudly through his chest, blood swirling in his head and certain other parts of his body. The demon swallows again, and immediately he can feel himself salivating.
Already, he’s forgotten what they were talking about just seconds ago. His knees buckle as the tantalising scent washes through him, the sudden wave of arousal hits him like a punch to the gut. However, he refuses to give in, and he closes his eyes against the attack on every nerve in his body becoming alive with desire.
“You…”
He had thought something was off the moment he entered, but he had let his guard down. The incense… and when Eren had breathed straight into his face… that shitty pipe had done it for him.
“What’s wrong, Levi? Did I say the wrong thing? Are you jealous?” Eren taunts. He sits back against his cushion, thoroughly enjoying the view before him. The demon squeezes his eyes shut, intense concentration written all over his face as he fights to recover whatever dignity he has left. His hands ball into fists by his sides, knuckles turning white from the effort to restrain himself.
When he thinks he’s in control enough to open his eyes again though, Eren doesn’t give the demon a single chance to catch his breath. The goddess has taken on the naked form of a woman, with shoulder-length ebony hair and stoic eyes.
“Would you prefer me as a woman? You seem quite full of yourself, so I decided on an appearance similar to you…”
The stone-faced demon does not react when the form in front of him is engulfed by more smoke, until it turns into his previous form, a sun-tanned beauty with a strong, firm body and deliciously smooth skin.
“Or would you still prefer me as I was before?”
The demon is deathly still, a statue. His whole body screams at him to reach out, grab him and take what was rightfully his, but his wounded pride tells him otherwise, planting his feet firmly. The demon swallows, the sound just a touch too loud in this tense moment.
“Or… would you prefer me as… something else?” At this point, a white furry tail traces a thin path around Levi’s waist before slowly slipping underneath his robe, suggestively stroking his chest. “I can change my appearance however way you want, all you need is to say the word…”
In a sudden show of power and loss of control, Levi grabs his tail without warning and pulls it towards him with little remorse, even as Eren slips off his throne for a moment.
“Just stay the way you are, you dirty little runt.” He rasps, opening his mouth to bite the tip of Eren’s tail.
The effect is instant; he keens suddenly, head clocking against the cushions below him and spine arching towards the sky. His eyes roll back and his nails curl, biting into the sleeves of his own robes.
As the demon continues his assault, digging his nails into the sensitive nerve endings and pulling at the fur as he bit into it again, Eren’s mouth falls open, uncontrollable breaths shallowly inhaling and exhaling in sharp gusts. The sudden unexpected pain causes tears to prick at the corners of his eyes as they roll back into his skull.
“A-ah! You –” A full body shudder rocks through the goddess, cutting himself off mid-sentence. He tries to steady himself, to sit up and try to regain control over the situation, but the demon’s knee presses down hard against his chest, forcefully drawing all of the air out of his lungs and pinning him in place, forcing him to accept it all without a fight.
“Stay down.” Levi commands.
Eren falls quiet. The demon leans back slightly to observe the goddess underneath him, completely at his mercy. Breathing heavily, skin flushed, tears in his eyes, peering up at him with a mix of fear and confusion.
Delectable, all ready for him to eat up.
But he could do better than that.
The demon sucks in a deep breath of the sweet, drugged air around him, and immediately he’s hit with another powerful wave of arousal that threatens to make him lose his mind.
Not yet.
He could hold himself together for just a little longer, mess with the goddess just a little more to teach him a lesson for trying to trick him like this.
The fog around him gives him the perfect idea.
Levi leans down until they are directly face to face, almost kissing. Eren tries to turn away, to hide his face from the demon’s piercing glare, but Levi grabs his chin, firmly holding him in place. He stares him down, daring the goddess to look away again. When Eren goes still, the next breath the demon exhales is all smoke – exactly like what surrounds them now, but with a small change. The moment Eren tastes it, his eyes widen and immediately he holds his breath, trying to turn his head away again, but Levi drives his knee even further into his chest.
The goddess inhales sharply at the abrupt pain, and in the same moment he chokes on the fog, the new mysterious incense turning on him. Within seconds he can feel the effects coursing through him, a searing heat swiftly making its way down his throat, gnawing at his chest before settling in his stomach, the heat rapidly expanding, too quickly, until it was almost unbearable.
Levi watches with growing satisfaction as the goddess’ pupils completely blow out, and his body begins to shake from the sheer volume as he breaths in more and more of the aphrodisiac. It was too much to take in all at once, but there was no escape; by now the area is already densely packed in fog, and every breath drives him further and further down the spiral until he, too, was barely able to conjure any coherent thought.
It almost has a sedative effect on the goddess, all the fight leaving his limbs. When Levi lifts his knee, no longer holding the goddess down, Eren doesn’t try to move away – if anything, he’s peering up at the demon with an almost dreamy expression.
This. This was what Levi was looking for. Complete defeat, submission at his hands – something that Eren would never show anyone else, something that the demon would be able to hold against him forever.
“Do you feel it, little fox? What is this little trick that you have been trying to play on me, hm?”
His tone is taunting, the face the demon wore seemed drunk. Drunk on arousal, drunk on the scent of the aphrodisiac, yet still watching him with the same intensity as a hawk zeroed in on its prey, narrow eyes dark like coals, drinking in the sight of the goddess before him falling apart.
He doesn’t care what Eren thinks anymore. Only what he can get out of him while the smoke lasted.
The demon’s sharp nails skitter up Eren’s tail, running through the sensitive fur and leaving behind a trail of tingles as his fingers reach the goddess’ plump thighs, kneading his skin roughly. He pushes himself up until he is leaning directly over him, completely dominating the space that the goddess once took.
“You… you … dirty… bastard… ” Eren groans. Levi leans over the younger fox, mouth hovering over the other until they can taste each other’s sweet, warm breaths, feeding the drug between each other.
“Don’t say that, little fox… or should I say, Eren.” He does not miss the violent shudder that ripples through Eren’s whole body at the mention of his name, nor the quiet whine that escapes his lips.
“Has anybody done this to you before? Turned your own weapons against you? Have you ever been under another one’s mercy like this?” The demon leans down to bite along the column of his neck, nipping at the skin none too gently.
“Don’t… don’t touch me, you…” The goddess’ voice is cut off when Levi squeezes his thighs hard, punishing him for speaking out.
“Ah, ah. That’s hardly fair for me, is it? You don’t want to play fair with me?”
“Shit… Don’t…”
Levi leans back slightly to admire the sight of Eren – the youthful fox goddess, red faced and panting heavily, eyebrows slanting in pleasure, golden eyes half-closed and mouth covered by one slender hand as he unsteadily tries to hide the sight of himself losing control.
“This isn’t your first time is it, Eren?” The sound of the goddess’ name is punctuated by the demon jerking his hips against his clothed backside. His back arches again at the sound of his name, purred seductively, full of intent. Eren closes his eyes, struggling to keep his wit together as his thoughts jumble and tangle with each other.
“Nonsense!” He panted, swallowing heavily. “Such vulgar actions... I left behind in my old life. A goddess has no reason… you can’t… Nn!”
He’s cut off by Levi jerking against his backside again, grinding their hips against each other.
“You’re filthy, a filthy little fox, aren’t you? I’ll make sure you’re filthy all over when I’m done with you.” The demon leans down to bite the junction between Eren’s neck and shoulder, panting against his skin.
The moan that finally slips out of the goddess’ mouth in response to those words is unexpectedly wanton, loud enough to fill the entire space in his chambers, and though Eren’s face immediately twists at the displeasure of it all, he makes no attempt to hide his voice – or perhaps he physically could not control the sounds coming out of him anymore.
Levi’s lips travel down further, to the goddess’ collarbones, teeth digging into the soft flesh, giving Eren zero room to catch his breath. His hands slide down his shoulders and arms, leaving bright red marks that threaten to bleed, revealing more and more skin as the robes begin to fall away.
The goddess shivers when his entire upper body is exposed to the open air. Levi’s breaths gust over Eren’s navel, tongue darting out to taste the soft flesh around it.
It would be so easy…
Panting hard, Levi forces himself to bite his teeth together, to flex his jaw hard enough to not be tempted to sink his teeth too deeply into his skin.
He shouldn’t bite him like that… as badly as he wanted to, he couldn’t, lest he tempted himself into actually tearing into the goddess’ flesh and accidentally killing him. But the way Eren laid himself so bare before him, he just had to mark him in some way.
On this blank canvas before him, Levi instead drags his sharp nails down Eren’s bared chest, revelling in the pained, guttural sound the other makes as it leaves a trail of deep red behind. Eren breathes out a shaky cry, flinching away from the pain. Tears begin to well at the corner of his eyes.
“Mm…”
The demon sighs, closes his eyes, tilts his head back and inhales deeply, the sickening smell of fresh blood mixing with the incense.
The instinct begins to rear its ugly head, a deep need within him screaming at him to tear into the body below him, dig his claws in and rip the goddess apart until he stopped breathing, but instead he breathes in deeper, satisfied with this for now, even if at the cost of driving himself mad with this new temptation before him. His forked tongue subconsciously flicks out, seeking the taste of death, but Levi resists.
Especially now, even he is unsure if he will be able to fully control himself if he was to taste even a single drop of what was sure to be delicious, delicious blood. It becomes a new dangerous game for him to play, and he revels in the thrilling rush it sends through his body, the possibility of ravishing the goddess in such a violent, beastly manner if he wasn’t careful enough, the ultimate deadly test of self-control.
“Come here, Eren.” He whispers, more to himself than to the presence before him.
“I-I refuse t-to… I won’t –” Eren doesn’t seem to be wholly paying attention to his words, let alone his surroundings, his whole body twitching uncontrollably. Every single thought, every fibre of his being, all connecting to the pain and the searing heat inside him – further fuelled by the heavy mist whispering to his body that he still needed more. His entire body aches, screaming to be touched more in whatever way possible, yet his pride still refuses him the opportunity.
Where Levi hovers his fingers, Eren’s entire body tries to move towards them, to feel that touch, eliciting a whimper from his throat when it doesn’t. Even if his words say otherwise, his body seems to be that much more honest – so sensitive, so ready.
Delectable.
Levi grabs Eren’s ankle and abruptly pulls his leg up until his foot is anchored against his shoulder, their hips flush together. The rough and movement drags Eren suddenly out of his seat, temporarily rendering the goddess speechless again with a loud mewl escaping his lips.
“Didn’t you want this, Eren? Isn’t this what you were trying to do this entire time?” The demon’s voice is low, seductive, taunting. Eren whines pathetically at those words, numbly shaking his head, yet his arms come up to grab at Levi’s sleeves, pulling him closer, sliding his fingers across the silky fabric as they struggle to find purchase. It was burning hot, his entire body was on fire, and he needed something, any kind of stimulation to distract him from it.
In this new position, no matter how the goddess squirmed, their bodies press up right against each other, stimulating the two of them.
“What do you want? Tell me.”
Eren shakes his head again, frustration bringing tears to his eyes. Perhaps he was already too far gone, incapable of words, or he still stubbornly clung to what remained of his crumbling pride.
The blood now slowly drips down the sides of Eren’s bared torso, staining both of their robes where they touched, but neither pay it attention for even a second. The goddess’ robes are almost gone now anyway, loosely clinging around his waist by a single loose ribbon.
It really would not be long until Levi lost all control. All he sees now is the sight of Eren silently writhing underneath him at his mercy – if Eren wouldn’t speak his mind, then Levi would listen to his body instead.
“What happens now is all your responsibility.”
Levi grasps the goddess by his narrow hips, nails digging into the previously unmarred skin there. Blood wells at the tips, before freely dripping onto the cushions below them, staining it a dark red. The goddess cries out again pathetically in pain, but the demon’s grip is so firm he’s almost too afraid to move, in case it caused the nails to dig in deeper. In the stillness, Levi grinds his erection into Eren firmly, pressing open mouthed kisses along his jaw, then suddenly bares his teeth as he once again wrestles with his natural urge to kill.
Through the fog in his mind, Eren glances up at him, and Levi sees it in his eyes.
The raw terror. The realisation that Levi’s calm politeness, their friendship this whole time was, and has always been, merely a front. To get under his skin, worm his way into his life from the second they met. The fear when he sees the true ugliness that Levi finally shows as he stripped off the layers of civility that held him back for all these months. The dark wildness in his eyes, the venom and saliva dripping from his lips, the blood under his nails. He was a monster, and he had done well to prime him into forgetting that one quintessential fact.
Levi was a monster.
He had uncaged the beast, all on his own, dangled bait in front of his eyes, and now he was paying the price for playing with him.
The demon sees the panic running behind the goddess’ eyes, and it fuels him further. Levi leans down to kiss him on the lips – an imitation of intimacy, almost like a taunt. Eren freezes for a moment… but yet, the more insistently the demon kisses him, the more he leans into it, parting his lips, inviting the demon to taste the traces of aphrodisiac around the walls of his mouth despite his heart hammering against his chest.
While the goddess is distracted, mind really not quite able to comprehend more than one thought at a time, Levi shifts his attention further down. With one hand once again holding Eren’s chin firmly to keep him still, sharp teeth graze roughly against the goddess’ collarbone, continuously leaving a trail of broken, bleeding skin up to his ear, and he lets out a deep groan as Eren inadvertently stimulates the both of them down below while shying away from the pain, ass rubbing up against his erection. Eren’s strangled voice goes up by two octaves when his teeth dig into his earlobe, shivering at the feeling of more blood slowly oozing down his neck.
Like playing with his food, Eren’s blurry mind thinks. It was a steep cliff they played on, a sharp fall that would ultimately be his demise if Levi lost control, but soon all slippery thoughts begin to fade, until all he can think about is the searing heat within him.
The uncontrollable urge to mate, or be mated with, like a damn animal, while the demon wrestles with the urge to either devour him or fuck him senseless. A bead of sweat mingles with the blood on Eren’s face, before slowly rolling down his temple, his cheek, and finally soaking into the fabric of his robe. His hands twitch – and voluntarily or not, they shakily grab at Levi’s own fur-lines robes, and he doesn’t know whether to push him away or pull him closer.
“You want me to stop?” Levi teases darkly against Eren’s sweaty forehead. The goddess whines and lets go of his robe to cover his face, as if it would somehow stop his teasing or his intrusive stare. “Doesn’t matter. I’m not stopping either way.”
The way the demon suddenly tenses his jaw again doesn’t go unnoticed, and Eren musters up the courage to glance once more at his predator.
Levi stares back unflinchingly. In the demon’s eyes, there’s nothing but insatiable hunger. Two infinite, jet black pools threatening to suck him in, with nothing but a single thread of self-control stopping Levi from taking what he wanted, and Eren would be forced to give it all to him.
There is a short pause, until the goddess feels movement against his inner thigh in the next moment, fingers snaking between his legs, entering his body.
Eren falls quiet at the intrusion, breaking eye contact to look away, biting down on his lips to avoid making any noise. Yet, at the same time, suddenly he’s quite willing to cooperate.
“Look at me.”
The goddess closes his eyes and shakes his head. “N-no. Not like this.” He manages to say, voice shaky and thick, words hidden behind his hand.
Levi is silent. Whether because he was unhappy at his response, or because words were beyond him now, Eren would never know, because in the next moment, Levi twists his finger and this time he can’t stop his entire body from arching up into the demon, the breathy moan that escapes him.
His hands, clench and then unclench, shamefully hiding the truth of what his body was saying, what his voice couldn’t. Tears prick at the edges of Eren’s vision at the mix of relief and searing embarrassment. That was the worst part – the shame of being defiled like this – what would his dear followers think if they were to somehow ever hear of this? Their goddess returning to his old ways before he ascended – a sly fox sleeping around with whoever he could get his hands on, chasing nothing but his own pleasure. It wasn’t true.
But yet, the demon’s hands, the way this demon taunted him, the way the smoke so carefully caressed his body–
An unexpected curl of his finger has a loud moan slipping out of Eren’s mouth, and he quickly covers it with his hand. The demon’s dark eyes flicker with interest at the sound, a flame sparking across the coal. He exhales, and suddenly, too quickly, he pulls his fingers out.
Eren’s hazy eyes try to see what’s happening – he barely registers that Levi has untied his robes, revealing the rest of his toned body, and by then he’s already lining himself up.
“N-no, don’t, don’t –” Eren is panting too harshly to string together a proper sentence, “don’t-”
The demon slowly, firmly, forces his way in. A harsh and high pitched cry escapes Eren’s teeth as he is immediately filled to the brim, and his eyes instantly roll back into his skull from the shock. The goddess chokes and gasps aborted words as he struggles to adjust, eyes wide and watery as he tenses against the hard intrusion and the searing pain. His hands freeze.
“A-ah, L-L-Lev – Ah – hngh –”
He thrashes for a second, struggling to get away from the pain, but without a pause, the demon pulls almost all the way out and immediately fills him up again, setting a rough and steady unforgiving pace, ignoring the goddess’ claws trying to push him away.
“Stop – stop, wait, p-please, I beg of you–” He manages to gasp out in between every rough movement the demon makes.
Eren’s hands finally fall from his face, and Levi spots the tears streaming from his eyes.
The sight of the goddess crying, under his mercy, sends a thrill through the demon, and he lifts Eren’s hips up off the surface below them, further penetrating him and causing Eren to let out another wail.
Noises now pour non-stop from his throat, as he screams, begs, wails and howls from the overstimulation, but Levi does not let up for a single moment. He grabs his wrists in one clawed hand and his pelvis in the other, effectively caging him in.
Blood smears between both of their bodies, and Levi’s grip on Eren’s hips slip for a moment, but instead of letting go the demon digs his claws further into his flesh for purchase, eliciting another howl from the goddess, now completely reduced to wordless noises, a shaking, hyperventilating pile of bones as the demon dominates him, overpowering him with sheer force and the overwhelming stench of the aphrodisiac in the air.
Hearing the goddess finally lose the ability to talk, a groan escapes the demon. How delightful it was, breaking him in, shutting up the usually chatty fox he was.
With a single breath, another cloud of aphrodisiac is breathed directly into his face, and Eren greedily takes it in like it’s a delicious poison. The effect is immediate this time – Every scent kisses his body, giving him sensation, stimulating his insides, and numbing the pain. The goddess falls compliant, almost teetering along the edge of unconsciousness while the demon continues to have his way with him. Now that he finally begins to relax his muscles, Levi finally finds his rhythm, bringing sweet, delicious, dizzying relief to his arousal.
The tears now run freely down Eren’s cheeks, and Eren has no idea whether it’s because of the searing pain shooting through his entire body, or because of the way the pain finally, finally brings blissful relief to the raging wildfire inside him.
He doesn’t need to know, how dangerously close the demon is to losing control just from watching the goddess fall apart.
How unbearable the urge was to rip his throat out with his teeth. How badly he wanted to bury his fingers into his chest and crush his heart, how he now dug his bleeding nails into the body below him not only to hold the goddess still, but also to ground himself, despite the act inching him closer to his bloodlust when that metallic smell entered his nostrils.
Even if he knew though, there was nothing Eren could say or do about it. His lips are numb and his throat is sore, the only noises that escape his lips are a jumbled unintelligible mess and half-attempted cries to get Levi to stop, slow down, anything to give him a second of space to think.
All he can do is throw his head back and take it all in, as he whines again and again with every thrust of the demon’s hips grinding against his own. He lets out a strangled, thin cry whenever his claws dig in, his voice shakes whenever his nails drag across his skin, and he whimpers at the caressing sensation of blood dripping down his body. His robes are unsalvageable now – torn to shreds, stained in so much blood it was practically a new colour.
The smoke surrounding them begins to disperse, but by now it’s too late – it was useless. Even if one of them were to stop now, the sheer amount of aphrodisiac left in their systems would have forced the other to keep going. Sweat, blood and the sickly sweet drug lingering in the air all mix together, a cocktail of madness that dragged them deeper, deeper into its depths.
The two of them were now reaching the tipping point, the edge of the cliff that held together the remnants of their sanity.
The demon’s breath comes faster, puffing against Eren’s sweaty neck. He was getting closer, closer to his release, and he speeds up, using Eren’s body to chase his own pleasure. His teeth find purchase on the skin of the goddess’ shoulder, digging in so harshly Eren thinks he was going to have his entire arm bitten off.
“Ow, ow, Levi, stop, stop, stop –”
The demon doesn’t relent, if anything, as he nears his climax, he bites down even harder. Eren jerks from the pain, and for just a second, the pain is so blindingly overwhelming he sees clarity.
That one single second is more than enough time for his fire to return.
“Didn’t I just tell you to stop?”
Eren snarls, and he furiously swipes at Levi’s face and neck, wherever he can reach.
Levi seems to listen.
He stops, focusing just long enough to make direct eye contact with Eren, and for a single moment, it seems to work…
But only for that one moment.
The look he gives him – unamused, a silent, dead stare – sends shivers down his spine.
Without breaking eye contact, he wordlessly leans back down. One hand covers Eren’s mouth, completely shutting the goddess up, and the other pins down one of his arms. Staring him down, daring him to fight back, Levi continues to fuck him, picking up the pace, but much more roughly than before – the squelching of their bodies moving together seem incredibly loud in this enclosed space.
Panic bubbles up Eren’s chest as he tries to control his breathing through only his nose, but it only results in him barely being able to hold back any of his cries escaping every time he exhales.
In open defiance as a last resort, Eren bites the fingers covering his mouth as hard as he can. Levi rips his hand away, but immediately the bloodied hand comes back and grips at his neck.
Under his breath, Eren hears the demon chanting ‘yes, yes, yes’ to himself.
Levi’s fingers tightening around his neck is the only warning he gets. His hips stutter, and with a final groan, Levi squeezes his eyes shut and empties himself inside the goddess, defiling him once and for all.
His jaw flexes over Eren’s throat, and then with full force in a single moment of a loss of control, he bites down on flesh, groaning when the full taste of sweet, sweet blood finally rushes into his mouth, sending him into a spiralling frenzy that instantly has him releasing again and again uncontrollably, eyes rolling back into his head, breaking the rhythm and forcing an almost pained whine out of his throat from the dizzying ecstasy. Subconsciously, he bites down harder, all other thoughts forgotten.
More. More.
Somewhere in the throes of ecstatic pleasure, a hand grabs the hair at the back of his neck and wrenches him back, tearing a piece of flesh along with him. Levi growls at the interruption and snaps his teeth, eyes wildly rolling, seeing nothing as he lunges forward and finds purchase again, but then a sharp sting across his cheek snaps him back into reality.
Silence.
Nothing but the sound of heavy breathing – Eren’s breathing hitched and unsteady from screaming and crying.
When the world comes back into focus, he looks down to see Eren’s molten emerald eyes, and he’s absolutely furious.
“Don’t you dare.” He rasps in a hoarse voice.
Levi slowly unlocks his jaw, and only then realises that Eren had crammed his fingers into his mouth in the final second to protect his throat.
Blood freely runs down from the demon’s mouth, dripping onto Eren’s face and neck. That smack from earlier did well to return him to his senses. That being said, his jaws act on their own and when Eren begins to pull his bloodied fingers out of his mouth, the scent wafting so strongly past his nose triggers him into snapping at his hands once more.
Eren moves faster than him though, that same bloody hand wraps around his neck, nails buried into the soft skin there, fully intending to dismember or choke him to death if he didn’t behave.
Levi stops again, finally sound of mind.
He is almost apologetic, given that he had almost killed Eren, but then he notices a pressure around his back, and upon closer inspection, he sees that Eren has climaxed as well, leaving a mess of fluids between their bodies. It slowly dawns on him as they heavily breathe together, and Levi cocks an eyebrow.
“You like this.” It’s a statement, not a question.
Eren doesn’t respond, but the silence and physical evidence is more than enough explanation. Levi licks his own lips, chasing the last remnants of blood, but as he swallows it sends another shiver through his body.
The goddess watches on with a faint look of disgust as the demon wipes at his mouth, savouring the last drops and cleaning his face.
“Very undignifying behaviour, demon.” Eren’s voice is still shaky from his near-death experience.
The mist has completely dispersed, leaving them to finally have their senses back.
Levi glances down and smugly realises he’s still deeply buried inside the goddess, traces of their coupling slowly dripping out from the sides.
“Leave me. Now.” The goddess hisses, eyes glassy and somewhat unfocused. His body says otherwise, though, as his legs around him tighten, refusing to let the demon out. And there was plenty of time left in the day.
“I don’t think so.”
Eren’s heart skips a beat as Levi flips him around onto his stomach, one hand pinning him down by the back of his neck. The demon drapes himself over his body, completely hiding him from the rest of the world. The next words that come out of the demon’s mouth are soft, spoken directly next to his ear, but they chill him to the very bone.
“I’m not done with you yet.”