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Armin was practically hyperventilating in the chair. The room had fallen silent when the female soldier left, save an occasional comment from the too-calm man tasked with watching over him. Rather than feel relieved that one of his kidnappers had left the room, every minute that went by sent Armin's anxiety skyrocketing. They were going to move him. For breeding. Back at the camp he'd been convinced everything was going to calm down. The other soldiers stopped staring at him like they wanted to eat him, Eren had backed down, things were falling back into place after his presenting. Yet here he was, arms rubbed raw against the ropes that tied him down. Tears had long since gathered in the corner of his eyes, but Armin continued to blink them away. He didn't want to let the other man, or anyone for that matter, see him cry over this.
He was snapped out of his thoughts when the door opened again and through it stepped Nile Dok. Clenching his jaw, Armin scowled up at the stoic man who was looking down at him with an unreadable expression. "Good to see you again, Armin, but you can put your claws away. They're not going to help you in here." The commander of the Military Police spoke, stepping closer to the blonde boy. It didn't make any sense. Sure, people were surprised when he had presented. It was something no one thought possible anymore. But that still didn't explain why the Military Police wanted to kidnap him in the first place, let alone for breeding. It wouldn't give them any additional power and they were already king's favorite division.
"Why? Why do this Dok? You must know there's nothing in it for you." Armin finally spoke, eyes alight with rage as his scowl deepened. "What do you want me for?"
"I know you were already informed that you are to be bred, no need to play dumb. Why is besides the point. You should learn quickly to stop caring about the why of things and accept your new position." Dok replied, though he made no move to approach Armin or dismiss the other man in the room.
"New position? What new position?" Armin spat, his arms twisting against the coarse rope once again. "I'm a member of the Survey Corps under Captain Levi's command. That is my position." His words were sharp and biting, but Dok gave no response other than the thinning of his lips into a thin line.
"It's a shame you still think so." Came the cool response, before Dok reached to his side and withdrew a knife from its sheath. Gesturing for the other man in the room to come closer, he moved behind Armin as the omega began to struggle when the blade pressed between the skin of his arms and the ropes. "He's going to try to run. Hold him down." Dok spoke, before the ropes loosened.
Armin bolted, or at least, he tried. Lunging up from his position on the chair, he found himself immediately yanked back into a hard chest, the man with the hat holding him tightly by each bicep. "Now kitten, don't you start misbehaving now, we'd hate to have to knock you out again. They say too much of that medicine so soon is dangerous." The man warned into his ear.
The closeness made Armin want to vomit. He kicked his legs out beneath him, but it was useless when he was simply lifted from the ground as the man followed Dok out of the room. Like a wounded animal, Armin thrashed and wailed, trying to wiggle his way out of the man's grip. Not that he'd have anywhere to go after he escaped. As soon as they exited the room, it was clear Armin would have just run into the fold of the Military Police, many of whom were now laughing at his struggle while he was escorted by. However, one figure caught his eye.
"Annie! Annie, please!" The rational part of Armin's brain told him even if she wanted to help, there was no way she could surrounded by so many others. "Please, you have to help me. Annie!" Tears rolled down his cheeks as he wailed, but the blonde woman just stared at him, her eyes distant, perhaps saddened. Then, she was gone and Armin was surrounded by fresh air. Outside, horses milled around, saddled and ready to ride. They were out of their mind if they thought Armin was going to be compliant enough to not spook a horse as he hung slack in the unnamed man's arms, sobbing quietly.
"How much longer we gonna do this for again?" The man holding him asked as he was passed over to Dok so he could mount the horse before hauling Armin up with him.
"That doesn't matter. We hired you for the night, you'll be paid when we reach our final destination." Dok replied, mounting his own horse as several men and women around them did the same. "We get him in the city without any issues, you're good to go."
At mention of the city, Armin began to struggle again, whining low in his throat. The man behind him stroked his head in a condescending manner as he chuckled. "That's a pretty sound, kitten, but it's not going to get you out of here any quicker, I'll tell you that."
Then, they were off. There was probably a formation and if Armin had been any more lucid, he would have tried to figure out who was placed where for what reason. Instead, his head dropped against his chest and he wept, captive in the man's tight hold. If he got out of there, he'd train. Train to be stronger than this so he'd never be stuck in such a situation again. Despite being captive on horseback, Armin's eyelids grew heavy an hour into their ride and he began to doze off, awakening occasionally with a jolt, hoping it was all but a dream.
This time, he awoke to a whistle, then a scream. Armin's head snapped up and he tried to move, but the man's grip remained as secure as ever. "What was that, what's happening?" He stammered as the soldiers around him suddenly broke off aside from two. Annie and Dok now kicked their horses into a gallop through the woods alongside Armin's.
"I told you it was too obvious. We never should have moved him." Annie shouted, presumably to Dok. Around them, Armin could hear some sort of clash, people yelling and metal striking metal. The night sky was stained red from a flare that had been launched behind them and Armin was disoriented. Usually in such a situation, he'd be in his maneuver gear alongside Eren and Mikasa, calling the shots, knowing where everyone on the field was in play. Here, he knew nothing.
Suddenly, Armin was jolted from his thoughts when he slammed into the ground, rolling several feet away from where he'd been deposited by their falling horse. Before he could properly orient himself, he was grabbed and hauled up again, this time by Annie. Dazedly, he looked behind them only for his world to burst into clarity. Even with his back to Armin, he'd recognize humanity's strongest any day, facing off against Dok and the unnamed kidnapper. Armin thrashed, his nails biting into Annie's skin as he tried to fling himself from the horse and towards the alpha.
"Levi! Levi!" But as Levi turned to look at him, Dok moved to strike, drawing the three men into a battle while Armin and Annie disappeared off into the woods.
"Let me go! Let go of me Annie, let go!" Armin shrieked, his fight renewed as he tried to rip himself away from the blonde. Her hand clamped over his mouth and she seethed down at him, dodging branches in their path.
"For someone so smart, you're a fucking idiot. Shut up. Do you want the Military Police to know where you are?" She snapped, slowing the horse down to a trot as the sounds of fighting faded out behind them. Eyes wide, Armin shook his head, staring back at the mysterious woman. He wanted to know what her game was. Whose side she was really on. After a moment of silence, she let go of Armin's mouth.
"You have to be careful. They're not going to stop coming after you, Armin, you're too valuable."
At that, the omega furrowed his brows. "What do you mean? I'm not useful to them, there's nothing I can do." He complained, shifting from where he had been slung over the horse's back.
"There's still so much you don't know about your kind, omega." Her voice was solemn and brought Armin pause.
"How would you know?"
At that, the barest hint of a smile crossed Annie's face and she shook her head. "That's a story for another time. Or perhaps for you to find out yourself. But remember, there's a reason the omegas were killed off. There's a reason the government wants to breed them again. And you're going to be the target of all of it." She stopped speaking and reigned in her horse at the familiar sound of maneuver gear whistling close. Looking up, Armin could have cried with joy when he saw Ymir poised in a branch above them.
There seemed to be a silent discussion between Ymir and Annie that Armin was left out of, the two remaining silent, just staring at one another until Ymir came down and scooped Armin off the horse. All it took was a nod, no words exchanged and they were off, Ymir sailing through the sky with Armin like it was something she did every day.
Armin clutched tightly to her shirt and looked up at the brunette, his brows furrowed in thought. "What wa-"
"I found him!" Ymir called out, cutting him off as she passed by what Armin thought was Connie, who whooped happily and sailed off separately, probably to tell the others to back off.
Shortly, they landed around where the Survey Corps had left their horses.
"What was that all about? How did- what just happened?" Armin stammered out when Ymir set him down. Rather than respond, the woman held a finger to her lips and shook her head. Her eyes said all they needed to. What went down with Annie would have to be a secret.
Exhaustion hit Armin without any warning. In less than twenty four hours he'd been kidnapped from a Survey Corps camp, taken to a warehouse by the Military Police, told he was going to be bred, was saved by Annie, then by the Survey Corps and was told that he was the center of some century long plot. Without realizing it, tears began to fall from his eyes and he dropped onto the ground, burying his face in his hands. Minutes later, he was snapped out of it by a dozen voices calling his name. Looking up through teary eyes from where he sat at Ymir's feet, Armin was greeted by a combined force of Levi and Mike's squad.
He did notice Erwin was missing. That made sense, he was a commander and to go after a soldier who went missing would be clear favoritism. Eren, Sasha and Krista weren't there either. Mikasa, however, immediately grabbed his face in her hands when the lot landed, checking him over thoroughly for injury. He could hear her snarl when she came to his arms, blistered and raw from his frantic twisting, but was pulled away by Mike.
"We know you're all happy, but let him be. The best thing we can do right now is take him back to the camp." The massive man gently chided his troops. Some were looking pretty beat up. Levi's shirt was torn and bloodied along with his face, clearly disheveled, Nanaba was clutching their arm protectively to their chest and Jean's eye was already swelling up. Guilt overtook Armin as quickly as exhaustion had. Despite years of effort, he was still a burden on those he loved.
"I'm sorry," Armin spoke softly, his eyes going to the ground. He couldn't look at any of them. "I'm sorry everyone. If it wasn't for me-"
"If it wasn't for you what? You wouldn't have gotten kidnapped? Well no shit." Ymir interrupted him for the second time that day while pulling him to his feet. "But you did, so we came to get you. That's all." Armin had never been so grateful to the abrasive woman.
Back at the camp, Armin was greeted immediately by Erin throwing himself at the omega, to no one's surprise. Much in the manner Mikasa had, he began to search the blonde for injury, his eyes wide and upset. Levi pushed him out of the Armin's space about a minute later.
"He's hurt, dip shit. Instead of you kissing his boo-boos away, he needs to go see Hanji." There was still an edge to the short alpha's voice, as if he was daring Eren to say otherwise. "He can't really do that when you're fawning all over him."
Eren bit back his snarl, wanting to snap that it didn't seem like he was the one doing the fawning. But Armin's well being took precedence. Despite his insistence that they were just going to be sore for a while, he was escorted to Hanji's lab by the two alphas, only furthering his humiliation. They were acting like he'd lost a limb when Armin saw soldiers with worse wounds returning from battle almost every day.
After a brief meeting with Hanji where they applied a salve and bandages to the most raw areas on his arms, the omega was dismissed to his barracks. Everyone was asleep when he arrive, no surprise there, it must have been around three in the morning at that point. Crawling into his bed next to Eren, the alpha grunted in greeting, rolling around to face the blonde.
"I was worried about you. They didn't let me go help. Said I would make things too obvious." Eren murmured, breath fanning pleasantly across Armin's face. The blonde smiled, the hand going up to caress his best friend's face.
"Nothing happened and I'm okay now." Armin reassured him, only to be silenced by Eren pressing their lips together. Armin was used to kissing Eren, little pecks here and there, but this was different. Eren licked into his mouth, his hand going to cup Armin's jaw and the blonde whimpered when he picked up the change in Eren's scent from calm to alpha. Scraping his teeth against his lower lip when he pulled away, Eren moved down, laying open mouthed kisses against the blonde's neck.
Every little hitch of Armin's breath drove Eren up in intensity. And he hadn't stopped him, hadn't told Eren this was going too far. Instead, one of the omega's hands was clutching his pillow and the other wove itself into brunette locks. Armin let out a high pitched whine, he back arching up from the bed when Eren bit down light at the joint of his neck, opposite his scent gland. From there, Eren sucked and tugged at the flesh between his teeth. He wanted to mark Armin, high up for the rest of the soldiers to see, but knew how upset the blonde would be, so he settled. Armin could cover this with his shirt's collar, but Eren would know it was there.
When Eren went to move lower, a tug to his hair stopped him. "Eren..." The whisper had him looking up at Armin through his lashes, his hands running up and down the blonde's sides.
"Let me make you feel good, Arm." Eren's voice was rough, thick with lust he'd kept at bay for years now. When Armin's only response was to pull his bottom lip between his teeth, Eren took it as an okay and pushed his shirt up under his armpits, baring his torso for hungry eyes. They'd seen each other naked plenty of times, but the image of Armin splayed across the bed, hair wild, flushed to his neck looking up at Eren would forever be seared into the alpha's mind. Growling low in the back of his throat, Eren kissed and licked his way across the blonde's check until he found a nipple. Wrapping his lips around the little bud, he basked in the way Armin gasped, pressing into the touch, his legs running together beneath them to relieve the building pressure.
Laving at the nipple with his tongue, Eren took the other between his fingers and pinched until Armin's whine became strangled and he released the abused nub, soothing it with circles from his thumb.
Armin was a mess already. Eren had hardly touched him, but he could already feel slick building between his legs and was rock hard in his pants, watching his best friend lavish him with attention. Every stroke of his tongue had another noise slipping from him, trying to remember that they were in the barracks and had to keep quiet. When Eren finally left his nipples behind, red and sore, Armin was aching, panting open mouthed.
Running his teeth across the strip of skin above Armin's pant line, Eren hooked his fingers under the fabric and gazed up at Armin while he slid them off, throwing them to the side of the bed. He'd never get sick of the flush on the blonde's face or how he curled up, trying to hide his nudity. Eren wasn't having it. He pushed Armin's legs down and let out a breath, resting his cheek against a thigh.
"You're so beautiful. You've always been so beautiful." Eren murmured, taking Armin's cock into his hand. Rubbing his thumb under the head, he watched Armin throw his head back, mouth open in a silent cry. When he went to stroke his tongue across the head, the omega covered his face with his hands, his chest heaving. Before Levi, Armin had only known the pleasure of his own hands. This was entirely new to him.
"Armin, look at me." Eren spoke again, slowly stroking his shaft while he waited for the blonde to comply. When he simply shook his head, hands still covering his face, Eren growled. The sound came from deep in his chest and was accompanied with a harsh bite to his inner thigh that had Armin choking on his gasp. "Omega," Eren growled, tightening his grip on the blonde's cock. "Look at me."
And how could Armin disobey? Eyes blown wide, his hands fell next to his head when he looked down at the alpha who smiled, content with the obedience, before he finally took Armin's cock into his mouth. Eren took his time, slowing dragging his tongue across the head while he sucked on the omega's tip, amused with the little jerks in his hips whenever he hit a particularly good spot. Continuing with his taunting, Eren drew back and licked a line up the length of the cock, his free hand going to rub little circles around the omega's hole.
Armin's whines grew in volume, not caring anymore if he awoke the other boys while Eren alternated between lapping at his cock and dipping the tip of a finger into him, only to withdraw again. He was going insane. Tossing his head back and forth on the sheets, Armin's hands went to Eren's hair, tugging at the strands. "Please, Eren." His voice was breathless and too wrecked considering the little they'd done. "Please, stop teasing, just-"
That was all it took for Eren to lean in, finally taking Armins' cock fully into his mouth while he slipped a finger into the omega, curling it upwards in search of his prostate. Armin threw his head back, muffling his whines the best he could as he bucked into Eren's mouth. Both hands tightened suddenly in the alpha's hair and he cut off his own shout half way when Eren's finger pressed against his bundle of nerves.
"Eren, Eren," He stammered as the brunette pushed him closer to the edge, stroking his finger against the same spot while he bobbed along Armin's cock. "I can't hold-Eren I'm gonna cum, move." Armin gasped, arching further into the brunette as he spoke. Eren showed no sign of moving, instead he slipped another finger in next to his first and dug his tongue into the blonde's slit and Armin was gone, his hands coming up to cover his mouth as he rode out his orgasm. He was a shivering mess when Eren released him with one last lick to his cock.
With a content hum, the brunette crawled his way back up the bed and rested next to Armin, wrapping his arms around the omega. Still dazed, Armin nuzzled into his neck. "I can...y'know...do it too if you want." He offered, looking up into emerald eyes that smiled down at him.
"I told you, I wanted to make you feel good. Go to sleep."
Armin didn't let himself think on it much longer. Smiling drowsily when Eren kissed his forehead, he drifted off. Everything could be dealt with in the morning.