Levi grunted as he was roughly shoved to his knees with his wrists bound tightly and securely behind his back. The iron grip on his shoulder never left and he snarled, glaring up at the brute of a blonde man that dare lay his filthy, meaty hands on him.

"Get your fucking disgusting hands off me." He growled through gritted teeth.

The man, an Alpha, smirked as he looked down at him. "I don't think you're in any position to be demanding anything."

Levi was about to snap back at him when sounds of light footsteps, tapping against the rosewood floor of the ship and the call of 'captain!', caught his attention. Turning his head, the apathetic alpha felt his heart race slightly, and couldn't help but roam his silvery, cold gaze up the figure that was heading towards his way.

The young man- well more like teen, he definitely looked like a teen- walked with a enticing sway of his hips, small navy blue skirt swishing slightly against thick and smooth thighs. He wore knee-high dark brown leather boots with multiple buckles (Levi was sure the brat hid a dagger in there), a peasant blouse- the ends of the sleeves ruffled, tricorn black hat, and a black corset hugging his slender but small body. Two belts hung down over the left side of his hip and he had fingerless gloves, which were now on the boys hips as he stopped in front of Levi whom looked up at him. Stormy grey eyes met captivating, bright emerald ones and Levi's breath caught in his throat.

This boy was beautiful. He had such pretty eyes that could rival the most valuable jewel in the world with how bright it was. Long, thick lashes and golden skin, plump red lips pulled into a frown, and soft brown hair that framed a youthful, round face- which was glaring at him right now but Levi didn't care because-

The boy smelled very sweet and.... delicious. And he just realized why because his stupid inner Alpha was acting up right now, which was confusing and pissing Levi off cause' his alpha never acted this way and it was making him feel weird.

The Captain of Titans, a crew of pirates known to be ruthless and skilled and not even far from rivaling Levi's own crew's strength-

Is a fucking Omega.

And he's standing in front of Levi looking pretty and smells so fucking good that Levi just wants to slam him down and fuck him against the very spot he's standing on but he can't because he's bound and that makes him angry.

The captain scowled at Levi and crossed his arms, voice cold and eyes hard as looked down at him and said, "I'm Captain Eren and from here on you'll do as I say. The only thing you'll be useful for on my ship is following myorders and keeping your mouth shut. And if you dare attempt to make any funny moves, I won't hesitate to kill you and your shitbag men. Am I clear?"

Levi's lip twitched. This brat isn't bad... If he wasn't tied up and if this were a different situation where he wasn't kidnapped by annoying brats then Levi definitely wouldn't mind fucking the brains out of this gorgeous omega. Who also happens to be captain of the Titans. Omegas taking charge were unheard of, especially since they were only useful for breeding and such. But an omega captain? That's laughable. He smirked darkly, silvery gaze glimmering with a hint of lust.

"Hoh? The only fucking thing I'll be good at is pounding that sweet, fine ass-"

He didn't have time to react as he saw the brat raise his leg and send a powerful kick to the side of his head. The last thing he felt was an immense amount pain, before everything went black.

"Tch. Fucking pervert." Eren scowled as he watched the alpha go unconscious and slump to the ground. He looked at Reiner, his eyes softening just a bit. "Throw him in the cell with the rest of his men." He ordered.

"Yes sir!" Reiner said and started to carelessly drag the limp male away.

Eren huffed, removing his tricorn hat and running his small hand through his hair. Apparently the Survey Corps had attacked them, and Eren wasn't sure why but he didn't care to know. All that mattered was that they learned their lesson and at least those fools got their asses handed to them and their ship burnt down. This was what happened when you messed with Eren's crew. And though he didn't have more than fifteen members on board, together they were very strong.

He thought about the captain and shook his head. So much for Humanity's Strongest... he thought. Eren wondered if just killing the man and his men was easier. Probably not. Maybe torture? That sounds better. He'd definitely like to hear their screams as they were stripped of their skin like animals.

He grinned. His crew were certainly going to rip them apart, especially with what that grumpy looking alpha had said.

"Eren!" A voice called, immediately catching his attention. He turned around in time to see Marco heading towards him.

Marco was one of his crew, and though he may seem nice and kind, he was extremely overprotective of Eren. Just like Mikasa and the others. He was very terrifying when he got angry as well and isn't afraid to kill. He wore a white button down collar shirt, dark pants and mid-calf leather boots with a black eyepatch over one eye and a sword strapped to his back.

Eren watched the alpha stop in front of him. Marco smiled and jabbed a thumb over his shoulder, pointing in the direction Reiner dragged the man. "What do you plan on doing to him?" He asked.

Eren shrugged his shoulders, eyes still cold despite his soft smile towards Marco. "I dunno yet. I was going to gift him to you guys...." he trailed off and glanced at Marco, giggling when his face brightened excitedly.

"But, he may be of use," Eren sighed, setting his hat back in place and crossing his arms. "I'll need to talk to Armin and Mikasa. Did you get everything?" He asked, looking up at Marco.

Marco nodded. "Yep. Some crates and weapons. Though I'm not sure what's in the crates but Connie and Sasha are checking them right now."

Eren hummed and stared up at the sky, feeling the cool breeze slightly caress his face. "Alright." He said.

Marco frowned as he crossed his arms, his voice turning serious. "That guy is trouble. Don't you think it'd be easier to kill him now then later?"

Eren waved his hand dismissively. "Don't worry about it, Marco. Besides, if he tries anything, I'll give you permission to end him. Alright?" He looked at Marco who growled, shaking his head.

"But Eren--!"

"Marco." Eren's voice was acerbic, demanding Marco drop the subject and back down. He didn't like it when the alpha's on his ship did such a thing at him and though he knew they sometimes just slipped, he forgave them.

Marco flinched slightly and nodded, feeling guilty that he had growled at him. "I'm sorry." He mumbled, casting his gaze down at the ground. He heard Eren sigh tiredly before soft, small hands were cupping his face, forcing him to look into Eren's beautiful, mesmerizing eyes.

"It's fine," Eren murmured, thumbs brushing against Marco's freckled cheeks as he stood on his tip toes to kiss his cheek which caused Marco to blush furiously.

Eren stepped back and reached up to pat Marco's head before walking away but not before calling over his shoulder.

"And make sure Armin or the others don't kill our guests!"