#desperate levi

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Levi lets his pride get in the way on many occasions, today is no exception. Being put in charge of Eren. Being told by people above him to never take his eyes off him unless someone else can take over. His pride won't let him ask any of his fell corps members to relieve him of his Eren watching duties.

Sure if he had a real emergency to attend to, something to do with protecting humanity or an issue with a member of his squad, he would rightfully find someone to relieve him of his position, leaving Eren fully accounted for while he did his business elsewhere. That being said, when actual business is needing to be done, he really does need to be relieved. He can’t speak up. He can't admit to one of the members of his squad he looks up to that he can't even hold his damn piss in for more than a hour. Because, yes, his last break that was scheduled, was an hour ago. Hange watched over Eren so He could go eat and take care of his business. Which he did, gratefully, because he was already desperate to do so then. Now that the issue has arise again, he has no scheduled breaks for four more hours, until dinner.

Of course, on any other day while watching Eren, they would be outside, working on training him, or trying to figure out how his powers actually work. When his need would arise, he would simply tell disguise his need by telling Eren they were heading back, to relieve himself on a tree because he wouldn't be stopping on the hike back to the barracks, And while the young boy would go, Levi would sneak off to a more secluded tree and empty his bladder. But today, They are stuck inside, Eren is memorizing some weird shapes on a piece of paper from Hange. She wants to test if his brain remembers things from when he is human, while he is a titan. So Levi is roped into sitting at the table across from him, with nothing to keep his mind off of his aching bladder.

“Circle, blue, Square, red, Orange, octagon.” Levi tries to drown out the sound of Eren mumbling his studies to himself, annoyed at how stubborn he is being.

“Captain, you're wiggling the table.” Levi zones back into what Eren is saying when he hears himself being addressed. He stops wiggling his leg under the table instantly. He didn't even realize he was doing it.

“Sorry, Keep memorizing.” Levi spits back, He has to hold without the aid of his legs moving now. He didn't realize how much it was helping. He doesn't want to hold himself like a kid, but he knows it would substantily help him from feeling like he is about to lose control any second. If only he hadn't taken his green cape off when they entered the room. It was longer on him then most other soldiers, falling right below his crotch. It would hide his need perfectly.

“Can I have some water?” Eren asks, looking up from the paper in front of him. “You have your canteen…” Levi gestures to the bottle sitting beside the titan boy on the table,

“I drank it all.” is all Eren says, picking up the wooden bottle and shaking it, Levi doesn't hear any sloshing.

“All of it? I refilled it on my break.” Levi wonders if Eren might have to go to the bathroom. It wouldn't be unlikely to think so, considering he is pretty sure Hange didn't take him out of this room during his own break, in fact, he knows it because she isn't permitted. Only Levi can move around the barracks with Eren, Well, Him or Erwin.

“I drink when I'm bored.” Eren shrugs, seemingly going back to studying. Levi proceeds to fill Eren canteen from the small spigot on the wall by the door, while bending down, he feels his bladder get squeezed under the scrunch of his bell, the pressure is almost unbearable. He feels a sprout of warmth bloom between his legs. He pauses for a second, discreetly turning swaying and feeling between his legs. Nothing wet on the outside, but he definitely wet his underwear. Looking back at Eren, he doesn't seem to be paying attention. Levi looks under the table to see if Eren is showing any signs of needing to pee, like shaking his legs to even holding himself, but the boy is sitting with his hand relaxed on his lap. Levi quickly gets up and hands him the canteen. Realizing sitting and trying not to move is best for his bladder.

In his hurry to get back to his seat, Levi must have forgotten to turn the spigot off all the way and every few seconds, a drop of water cascades from the metal fixture onto a small puddle it's already accumulated on the floor. Every time it happens, Levi has to clench his muscles, discreetly squeezing himself under the table whenever he can. He has given up on not wiggling his leg, Moreover, he is wiggling both up and down and secretly trying to fan them apart. Anything to ease the painful, burning sensation at the tip of his penis. He can feel the liquid threatening to come out.

“Ah-” Levi learns forwards when some does leak out, his hands falling into his lap to stop the dribble from turning into anything more.

“Captain, Are you okay?” Levi looks up from his distressed state at Eren staring at him with wide eyes.

“Pay attention to your work, not to me.” Levi tries to shout at him, but his words come out forced and disgruntled. He can't sit back up straight. His body is telling him time is up, but he is forcing it to hold on. He still has three hours before his break, but if Eren asks to relieve himself, he will escort him there and use that time to save himself.

“Levi, Do you…Do you have to go…?” Eren asks, his voice quieter than his last question.

“I don't know what you're talking about. I did not say you could speak.” Levi crosses his legs as tight as possible under the desk, willing his back to straighten. Both hands stay firmly between his legs. Hoping, praying that Eren doesn't look under their shared table for any reason.

“If you need to go, You can go, I won't go anywhere, or even move.” Erens words sound sincere, but he cant admit he needs to go, He cant let the boy whose life he is in charge of know he is seconds from pissing his uniform.

“I-I don't have to go.” Levi doesn't know if he is convincing himself, or Eren at this point. He can't stop repeating ‘hold it, hold it, hold it’ in his head. He has to hold on. He can feel wetness on his hands now, his white uniform pants are wet. He can't imagine how his ass looks from the multitude of leeks slipping past his control.

“I can go get Hange to watch me, I won't make any stops along the way, Ill go straight to her ro-'' Eren gets cut off by Levi letting out a painful hiss, his body jerking forward causing the table to move. Eren’s paper fall to the ground from the movement, He goes to retrieve it from the ground, shocked to see Levi’s hands dug between his legs, and a few drops of wetness on the ground. Eren knows he has to do something, Levi looks like he is in pain, like he might pass out. If someone found him and Levi in a room alone, and the other was passed out, they might assume it was his doing and kill him.

“Captain, I need the restroom, actually- Can you take me?” Levi’s ear perk up at the words leaving Eren's mouth. He isn't stupid, he knows deep down this is just Eren acknowledging the position Levi has gotten himself into, but at this point, all he wants is to at-least make some of his pee into the urinal.

“Okay, let's go. Get up” Levi grits his teeth as he stand up from sitting, his posture remaining hunched over. He ignores the hurried movement around him, Ignoring the soft hand placed on his back and the other linking his arm as they walk down the hallway.

He also ignored the long trail of pee dripping down his inner thigh with every step he takes, The gushes with each step. He feels a small feeling of relief as his leaks become a small, consistent stream. One that is audible.

“I really have to go, Let's hurry.” Levi hears panic in Eren’s voice, He must have noticed Levi sinking into his hold as his body threatened to release every muscle and let it all flow.

“Can’t.” Is all Levi says, continuing his slow crawl down the hall, When the door the the restroom comes into view, he uses what muscles he has to squeeze as hard as he can down there, stopping the flow just long enough to push through the door and run up to the urinal lining the wall. Without even thinking, he pulls himself from his pants as quickly as he can, ignoring the wet patch going all the way down to his ankles on both of his legs. The euphoric feeling of letting go after all that makes his legs go weak, but he doesn't fall, he looks to his left and realizes Eren is still holding him up and piss rockets out of his dick against the wooden trough like urinals.

“Sorry.” Is all Eren says when Levi makes eye contact with him. Beyond being embarrassed and furious at Eren for standing witness to what he is doing, Levi just tried to hurry his body to finish pushing everything out. But his muscles are too tired. He just has to stand, with his subordinate's hand around his as his stream tickles to and end.

When he is finally done he pushes Eren off of himself and tucks his dick back into his pants, looking down only to realize he is soaked. He did manage to pee a lot in the toilet, but clearly, he didn't make it. If anyone looked at him they would know he had an accident.

“Oi.” He looks over at Eren, remembering he is technically the cause of all this. If he didn't have to watch him, this never would have happened. And speaking of his pride. He can't have anyone from his Squad see him with piss yellow stained pants. “Switch pants with me.” Levi gives Eren a stern look.

“What!?” Eren shouts back giving Levi a horrified look. Levi realizes it's a weird thing to ask, but he knows Eren has no choice but to obey him.

“Look, kid, Do you really want to keep studying shapes like a five year old for the next four hours with me, like this?” Levi motions to himself, he can smell the putrid ammonia radiating from his lower half.

“No, Not at all.” Eren shakes his head.

“Then switch with me, I’ll tell Petra you pissed yourself and she will let you shower and go to your quarters for the rest of the day.” Levi smirks at the kid, waiting for him to undress.

“Levi, I have to ask, Why didn't you just say you had to go? I wouldn't have stopped you, or anything.” Eren asks, Levi is taken aback by the gentle tone in his voice. He expected him to argue with him, to laugh at him, like he would if the roles were reversed.

“It shows weakness.” Is all Levi says under his breath, not looking up at Eren. He hears the sound of clothes being shed, and a white pair of pants being thrown in his direction.

“With how much you wet your pants and then peed in the toilet, you are far from weak. You held all that for so long, it's almost unbelievable. It's a skill. Use it during battles not when you're wasting your time babysitting me…” Eren’s words hit Levi right where it hurts. Levi waits for Eren to turn around before pulling his wet pants off, and his underwear, he throws those into the trash bin and slides on Erens warm, but dry pants.

Levi feels bad walking Eren down the hall in his piss stained pants, the boy walking with his legs awkwardly spread. He feels even worse when he hands him off to Petra and she gives him an angry look, as if it's his fault Eren ‘had an accident.’ Later that night, after everyone is asleep, Levi goes to Erens room and hands him a small chunk of dried meat from his personal stash, and gets reassurance that what happened stays between them.