Of course it's not. While Levi doesn't seem to be that kind of an omega, it wasn't exactly uncommon for his kind to act submissive -- yes, even baring their throats -- in the presence of an alpha without necessarily being completely willing to do so. This doesn't entirely eliminate that problem, he supposes, but at least it confirms that Levi is present and of sound mind.
Perhaps it will make Erwin feel better about what he's about to do.
Perhaps it will land in the long list of things he's penning down in his head as proof that he deserves Hell.
"Very well," he says, finally leaning closer. He noses a little along Levi's jawline, under his ear, letting his scent seep into his senses. "I do wish it hadn't been necessary." But they must play the hand they're dealt with, and he's sure Levi is thinking much the same thing, if perhaps with some darker plans for the future.
Once his mouth is lined up with the appropriate spot in his scent glands, he closes the rest of the distance and bites, letting the small fangs pierce the skin, their scents now mingling, each gaining a hint of the other's.
It's only then that the tall guy watching them finally turns away, content that Levi doesn't try to pull anything while the plan is not yet realized. Not that there's much of a need for privacy at this moment; a second later, at a signal from Erwin no doubt, the rope around Levi's wrists is cut. He isn't running away anymore, not with that mark on his neck and on the very soul of his being.
Erwin finally pulls away, standing to his full height, and offers a hand to Levi to help him up.
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Perhaps it will make Erwin feel better about what he's about to do.
Perhaps it will land in the long list of things he's penning down in his head as proof that he deserves Hell.
"Very well," he says, finally leaning closer. He noses a little along Levi's jawline, under his ear, letting his scent seep into his senses. "I do wish it hadn't been necessary." But they must play the hand they're dealt with, and he's sure Levi is thinking much the same thing, if perhaps with some darker plans for the future.
Once his mouth is lined up with the appropriate spot in his scent glands, he closes the rest of the distance and bites, letting the small fangs pierce the skin, their scents now mingling, each gaining a hint of the other's.
It's only then that the tall guy watching them finally turns away, content that Levi doesn't try to pull anything while the plan is not yet realized. Not that there's much of a need for privacy at this moment; a second later, at a signal from Erwin no doubt, the rope around Levi's wrists is cut. He isn't running away anymore, not with that mark on his neck and on the very soul of his being.
Erwin finally pulls away, standing to his full height, and offers a hand to Levi to help him up.