Eren dusted himself off and exited the room, leaving an unconscious Levi behind. He'd get someone to remove him later. Right now, he was tired as hell and needed some rest.

By the time he was in his quarters, which was larger than most of his crew's room, he had already ordered two men to feed the prisoners and two more to take Levi to a separate cell where the raven would be staying.

Eren sighed, removing his tricorn hat and placing it on his mahogany desk. His room wasn't much, just a large desk right across from the door, a large queen-sized bed on the right side with green silky duvets, and fluffy pillows. On the left was a round wooden table with four chairs and a six-drawer pack. There was a very small window as well; showing the night sky.

He lit several candles, and removed his corset and boots. He began to strip himself down, setting his hidden weapons back in his chest which was at the foot of the bed. He was in his white lace panties and thigh highs when the door to his room opened and closed softly. Boots thudded against his wooden floor.

Without looking back, Eren slipped on a white lacey off-shoulder babydoll transparent nightwear that ended just around his mid thighs. His skin glowed under the candle lighting as he spoke,

"What is it Armin?"

Arms wrappred around his waist, a well lean, muscled body pressing against him from behind. Armin nuzzled his face into Eren's neck, humming contently. "Mmh....How was it?" He asked, closing his eyes.

Eren didn't immediately respond, choosing to tilt his head to the side so Armin could mouth and suck at the unblemished skin of his neck. He sighed, eyes half lidded as sparks of pleasure raced up his spine.

This was usual for them. The first time Armin approached him Eren had been unsure, but one look at Armin's determined expression, Eren gave in. He had let the young alpha explore with his body, and afterwards lead him on from there. It was enjoyable for them both and still was.

As seconds passed, Armin grew more more aggressive, harshly biting Eren's shoulder and running his hands up Eren's side. Eren let out a small whine and yelped when he was suddenly spun around, and easily lifted. Immediately he wrapped his legs around Armin's waist as the blonde took them to Eren's bed and pinned him down, grinding and panting.

Eren arched his back, hands clawing at Armin's shoulders and back, as he whined and whimpered loudly. "Ar-- Armin...Nh!"

He felt hands slip underneath his panties and he froze. "H-haa.. W-wait..."

Armin stopped his movements and looked up at Eren, brows furrowed in worry. He reached up and cupped Eren's cheek, thumb stroking and his gaze softening. "Are you okay?" He asked.

Eren nodded slowly, panting as he tried to catch his breath. "Just...just tired..." He mumbled. "I had a long day..."

Armin smiled. "Right, of course. I'm sorry Eren, I got a little carried away." He chuckled and pulled himself off of the omega. He readjusted his pants, which had been unbuckled. He looked down at Eren who lay there staring back at him emotionessly. "What's wrong?" He raised an eyebrow, wondering why Eren stared at him.

Eren blinked before smiling softly. "Nothing.....just....." He swallowed before speaking again, quieter this time. "You've grown a lot, huh."

The blonde blinked, perplexed before shaking his head and smiling goofily. "Yeah, and you're still short as ever." He teased and jumped back when Eren kicked his foot out. He laughed and made his way to the door. He paused and looked back at Eren. "Oh, and Eren?" His smile disappeared and his face darkened. "Becareful of Levi."

Then he left.

For several moments Eren stared up at the ceiling of his room, the sound of waves gently splashing against the side of the boat luring him into sleep.

Screams.

He watched helplessly as Mikasa was forcibly dragged by her hair and up the stairs. The man spitting out insults as the little girl sobbed and cried, trying to free her hair from his grip.

"STOP!" Eren called out, chasing after them. When he got upstairs and onto the deck his blood ran cold, and his eyes widened.

All the kids from the cell-- Sasha, Connie, Ymir, Krista, Reiner, Armin, Jean, Marco-- were all on the floor, being held down. Men with sick grins surrounded them as they drew their swords.

No.....

Eren's heart pounded. His body trembled. A scream caught his attention and he whipped around to see Mikasa dangling from her hair which was in the man's grip as he held her over the stormy water. She struggled weakly, clawing at him.

Eren ran to the man and gripped his arm, shaking him. "N-no! Le-leave her alone! Please!" Eren sobbed and pleaded but the man only shoved him away.

Lightning flashed.

Thunder roared.

The man glared at him, blue eyes lit on fire. "They're nothing, but scum Eren." He shook Mikasa harshly causing her to scream in pain."Why do you care for them so much, huh?! They aren't even your kids!!" The alpha's blonde hair plastered against his forehead as he stared down at Eren who was on his knees, tugging at the man's soaked pants, begging, sobbing, pleading.

"N-no...!" Eren cried, clutching weakly. His face was covered in bruises."I-I'm s-sorry!! Please d-don't hurt her! Xavi, p-please!!"

Rain poured like bullets.

Eren watched as the man stared down at hjm for several seconds before--

He let go, Mikasa falling from his grasp.

Eren screamed.

He shot up, and panted heavily. His brown hair was plastered to his forehead, and he was sweating like hell. He glanced around his dark room, chest heaving as he wiped the sweat trailing down his head.

He could still feel his heart beating rapidly in his chest. The nightmare left him with a strong headache causing him to wince, and grip his head with both hands. After having calmed down some, Eren scowled and brought his knees to his chest, hugging them tightly. He closed his eyes and counted to 3.

1...

He could still hear the screams.

2...

Images of Armin's bruised and bloody body flashed through his mind.

3...

Gunshots. More screams. More blood.

Eren growled lowly, and stood up from his bed. Not bothering to change out of his night clothes, he headed for his door and wrenched it open, storming out.

As he made his way down the halls, he noticed some lights were still on and doors to rooms were open and unoccupied. Either he hadn't slept long or his crew were still up. Mostly it was Connie or Sasha that loved to goof around at this hour; hogging up all the food in the kitchen. He had caught them more than once.

Eren made his way down the stairs leading to the brig where the prisoners were being held. He passed by several cells, ignoring the catcalls and whistles and vulgar comments.

He was at the very last cell, where Krista stood, guarding. He nodded at her, eyes softening a bit. "Thank you Krista, you may go now." Eren said.

Krista seemed shocked but than smiled, and saluted. "Yessir!" She said and walked away, leaving Eren alone.

Once she was gone, Eren turned his fiery, vibrant gaze at Levi who was inside the cell, eyeing Eren's form up and down with lust. When his gaze met Eren's, he blinked, unaffected.

"Hoh, not bad." He purred in that deep voice of his. He was clutching an apple in his hand. "Are you here to punish me, captain?" He smirked mockingly.

Eren grinned, eyes glinting with a hint of madness as he clutched at the bars keeping them apart. The look in his eyes was manic and promised nothing good.

"You're coming with me."

He unlocked the cell.