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suukee · 2 days

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other half 彡 levi ackerman

» summary ⋆ levi doesn’t exactly notice it, but one of his love languages is physical touch. (how he acts when he’s in love)

» content ⋆ levi ackerman x reader. fluff, hurt/comfort. mentions character deaths. written with season four, special two in mind.

» word count ⋆ 1070

Levi doesn’t exactly notice it, but one of his love languages is physical touch.

That’s because, growing up, he lost everyone he treasured.

His mother passed away when he was nothing more than a living skeleton, too young to live on his own. The last memory he recalls is laying his head down on her lap and her feather-like touch. Her fingers were gentle as they ran through his hair. Sometimes it had grown so long to the point where she’d braid them.

The man who found Levi, rotting beside the corpse of his mother, raised him as though he was a caretaker, but not like a father. It’s vague in Levi’s older years, but he remembers the head pats and the hair ruffling. The man was overall careless and strong, but he had soft moments where he’d praise Levi. And just out of the blue, the mystery man abandoned him. Years later, when it was revealed that this man was his uncle all along, he had died in the next moment.

Then there was Furlan and Isabel, the only two people he had considered his family in his adult years Underground. Isabel was a girl with no personal space for the people she cared for. For as long as she could remember, she loved hugs. And while Levi was stiff and complaint about it, she’d do it again and again. Pats on the shoulder from Furlan were enough of a relief to know he was there. Yet, they soon left, devoured on their first expedition outside the walls.

Levi’s very first squad respected his space, unlike Isabel. Even so, they meant something to him. He’d only seen the aftermath of their lives. He doesn’t have much of a physical memory from them. He carries the weight of being unable to protect them as they always would for him.

Then came the commander—both of them. The people he grew to appreciate. He wouldn’t dare to admit out loud they had become his friends. The two strong leaders made a great sacrifice for the sake of humanity. It was heavy. Like the death of his squad, he added that weight to the list. He could feel the hands of Erwin and Hange on his shoulders urging him on.

They’re all gone. Bittersweet memories. Repeating nightmares taunt him just when he thinks he’s got it wrapped around his head.

Through such hardships, he’s gifted with you. The war hasn’t come to an end, not yet, but you’re the only person he knows who survived countless battles from the very beginning.

You have become the only person in the entire world to whom he will cry, vent, and lean toward when he needs to. Whenever he wants to.

His comfort is his best friend. His lover. His partner in crime. That’s always going to be you.

Anyone who catches him holding your hand or kissing your cheek may find it strange. He doesn’t want to be touched by anyone, let alone touch someone himself. He’s a damn intimidating man. One look is all he needs to drive people away. And while it took some time to get to the point where he could freely be himself, the thought that he doesn’t deserve you still gnaws at him.

You treat him like a living person, not as Humanities Strongest. You went through hell and back just to get to know him, to understand him—why he acts and feels the way he does. You’ve changed him into a better man, and you’ve accepted his flaws. Your devotion and love are so innocent and pure, he knows you’d do it all over again. Just for him.

He didn’t make it easy to break down his walls. His guard was exhaustingly high. He tried to push you away in case of the day he loses you, then it wouldn’t hurt so much. But as his calloused hands find their place on the soft skin of your cheeks, eyes shining of love, giggles echoing in his ears, he doesn’t look back. You’re the one he wants to protect. Lay his life down for. A reason to look ahead.

Sometimes, you’re too busy laughing to notice he smiles when you’re this close. But you know he’s content despite how rarely he smiles.

At meetings or meals, he’ll sit across from you. There are times when he rests the tip of his boot atop yours lightly. It’s just his way of keeping in contact with you. If he decides to sit next to you, he’ll be close enough that your knees press against his gently. It did take him some time to kiss you, but he was uneasy about public displays of affection. On his own, and with your patience, he comes to terms with holding your finger or keeping a grip around your waist whenever you’re out together.

He’s a different man in private. He holds you so close, hugging you tightly like you’ll disappear if he lets go. He loves it when you come to the office late at night, settling yourself on his lap as he completes his work—writing with one hand and holding you against him with the other (he complains someone will see and that you should be getting rest, but makes no effort to get you off). When exhaustion kicks in, Levi loves to rest his head on your shoulder, keeping a hand on your thigh and gently caressing the fabric of your pants or, even better, your skin. His body weight is all on you when he’s knocked out cuddling, not that you’ve ever complained about it. Not that you ever will.

Who would’ve guessed the stoic captain had such a soft side?

Nighttime is the worst. A swarm of nightmares disturb his rest. That’s when he becomes desperate for your touch. Your chest and your lap, that’s his new favorite pillow. Your fingers playing with his hair, his undercut, or rubbing his upper back boosts his melatonin. Your arms are the safest place in such an unforgiving world. You’re a calming piece of his life he doesn’t dare to lose.

He can’t.

Even though the war isn’t over, and there’s no time to spend together, it’s your presence that aids him for a while. Even if he can’t see with his eye properly, he relies on touch. Just your hand, and he’s good.

Who would he be without you? He doesn’t want to know.

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romantichomicide95 · 2 days

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literally in love with him

that’s it, that’s the post

#levi ackerman #attack on titan #captain levi #levi aot #aot #levi #aot levi #levi attack on titan

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kueh-lapyx · 2 days

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Shinzou wo sasageyo

#artists on tumblr #attack on titan fanart #attack on titan #aot levi #aot fandom #aot fanart #aot hange #aot hanji #aot #levihan #levihan fanart #ink illustration #snk #snk fanart

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ponderingmoonlight · 1 day

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Hi! I just love your levi fics so much!

For a request I was hoping for something like this -

Levi & reader had grown up together along with Isabel and farlan, when the group gets sent off onto their fateful mission levi thinks reader died alongside with Isabel and farlan. (Angst)

Only to discover years later that reader was alive and actually doing very well for themselves, well known and a strong fighter. Just a very cute reunion fic maybe? Maybe romance 👀 thanks! <3

🦅- Anon

this was an emotional rollercoaster I'm still crying babe but here you go, I hope you enjoy it as much as I do <3

Levi thinking he lost his sun forever only to find you again after years

Pairing: Levi x fem! reader

Word Count: 3,3k

Synopsis: It's been 1869 days since you were killed by the abnormal titan Isabel and Farlan lost their lives to as well, 1869 days of missing you and regretting that Levi didn't tell you about his true feelings when you were still alive. Little does he know you aren't so easy to get rid of and that you are still out there...

Warnings: death, blood, war scene, depression, full on hurt to comfort, super duper fluff in the end, as usual not proofread because I need to go to bed now hehe

Notes: Finally my first Levi fic after literally MONTHS! I know a lot of you were patiently waiting for more attack on titan content and I'm beyond sorry it took me so long babes. Please let me know how you feel about Attack on Titan content so that I might do more and especially regular fics in the future <3

He can’t take his eyes off you. To be exact, the sunlight suits your facial features so well that it seems impossible to ever let go of your sight.

You have been friends since he met you on that day exactly 6 years ago, when you tried to steal a load of food for a heavy pregnant woman. Since then, he was captivated by your beauty, your brain, your skills. But somehow, this makes the stinging fact that you sit beside him even worse.

“You shouldn’t be here, (y/n)”, he speaks out before he’s able to stop himself.

Immediately, your gaze drifts away from the dreamy scenery to him, eyes widen in surprise.

“What are you talking about, Levi?”

Don’t say his name while looking at him like that, not with that gentle tone in your angelic voice. He told himself over and over that you are nothing but a close friend, maybe considered family like Isabel and Farlan.

He huffs to himself. What a filthy little lie.

“This mission is dangerous. I don’t want you to get-“

“Hurt? Killed? You told me about all those things more than once and I’m happy to repeat myself again for you: I will not leave you, Farlan’s and Isabel’s side. After all, we are friends, right? And friends don’t leave each other behind.”

You gift him with your usual breath-taking smile while his heart skips a beat.

A friend.

He has to remind himself over and over again, force his orbs away from you. You are nothing but friends. And he will never risk to lose you over the potential of something more.

-the evening before the mission-

“I thought I’d find you here”, your teasing voice shouts from behind.

You are probably the last thing he wants to see this evening. Not because he doesn’t enjoy your company, but because he wasn’t able to convince you to stay in safety. Erwin Smith made it very clear that this mission is dangerous, that multiple survey corps member already died behind those walls. And even though you, Farlan and Isabel showed your skills countless times before, he can’t stop his train of thought. You, getting grabbed by a titan. You, getting ripped apart, your blood scattering onto the ground. He won’t have the chance to stay by your side during all times. One wrong movement, one thoughtless decision and you’d be gone.

“I don’t even have to ask in order to know what you’re thinking about right now, Levi.”

The second your hand brushes over his shoulder, he is too lost in the feeling of your bare hand against his shirt to worry any further.

“You don’t have to worry about Farlan, Isabel and me. After all, you’re the one who taught us everything we know.”

“Tsk. You were already doing fine when I met you.”

“But you were the one who showed me there is still hope, something worth fighting for. If it wasn’t for you, I would have died down there without ever seeing the sun once in my life”, you reply.

All of the sudden you place your hand on top of his and squeeze in gently. That look on your face, is it…Affection? He shakes his head firmly, doesn’t allow himself to get lost in that oh so sweet idea. A woman like you will never fall for a cold-hearted man like him, not when the whole squad fell head over heels for you the second they got to know you better. You are a true sweetheart, everyone’s favorite, a ray of sunshine. He, on the other hand, is none of that.

“Stop praising me or else I’ll puke and make a mess onto the freshly cleaned floor.”

No, he doesn’t deserve your kind word, doesn’t even deserve that spark in your eyes. You are better off without him, even as a friend.

“You’ll gonna clean it up anyway”, you bite back with a wide grin.

“Actually, there is something else I want to talk with you about, Levi.”

The sudden change in your voice paired with the warmth of your hand leaving his lets his gaze wander to yours again – only to catch you already staring.

“What is it?”, he questions instantly.

“If you have to decide between Isabel, Farlan and me…Just promise that you’ll safe them before even thinking about my ass. Please look after them and don’t worry about me.”

His eyes widen just the tiniest bit, reveal his surprise and…his resist. Not thinking about you, leaving you behind? The urge to shake you becomes almost unbearable when he grabs your arms passionately, gaze locking with yours.

“There is no way in hell I will ever leave you behind, dumbass. Don’t you dare to die on me, got it?”

“Promise”, you urge.

“Promise you’ll look out for them first.”

“(y/n)…”

He has to close his eyes in order to stop staring at your perfect lips. This might be the last time he ever sees you alive so unbothered by his side, the last time he witnesses the way the dim moonlight lights up your hair.

This…might be your last night alive.

“Please, I can’t live with the thought of being without them. They are still so young.”

“What about you, though? What if I don’t want to live a life without you? What if I die myself?”

You smile at him sadly, your hand caressing his cheek oh so gently.

“We all know you won’t die out there, Levi. It’s us who might not be here with you tomorrow. After all, that’s why you wanted to stop us from coming with you, right?”

He swallows hard. Every single one of you is a skilled fighter. Hell, you even survived the underground with countless enemies chasing after you. But this? This is something completely different. For the first time since getting to know all of you, Levi isn’t so sure about your abilities anymore.

“I promise”, he replies with low voice.

“Thank you”, you breathe out.

“Now, let’s get some sleep, shall we? We have a big fight ahead of us.”

Oh, there is no doubt in the fact that Levi won’t close his eyes this whole cursed night, pondering about a way to safe all of you. But even though you are very aware of that, you turn on your heel and smile at him one last time.

The brightest smile of them all, making your face gleam in nothing but affection.

“Oh, and Levi?”

“What is it, dumbass?”

“When I was talking about the sun earlier…That sun was you.”

And then you’re gone in the dark, leaving him with his heart almost beating out of his chest and feelings clustered all over the place.

Him, your sun?

-the battle-

Your eyes widen in sheer horror, the violent scream escaping your lips not reaching your ringing ears. Those powerful orbs…There is no doubt in the fact that this is her, that this is Isabel. Tears stream down your face uncontrollably, mix with the bitter coat of rain that sticks to your face uncomfortably.

Your friend is dead. And you were not able to protect her.

“You.”

The monster standing in front of you doesn’t look like the other titans you’ve seen before. Eyes red like crimson, lips curved into an evil grin. This thing is absolutely aware of the agony it causes you and enjoys every tear you cry.

You grab your blades even tighter, narrow eyes fixating its nape.

“I will make you suffer”, you press out through gritted teeth.

“I will make you regret that you even touched her!”

You dash forward only to get greeted by thin air. Fuck, this thing is so fast you didn’t even realize it was gone until your blade crashed into the muddy ground. Why do your hands suddenly start shaking, your knees felling weak? It’s just you and that thing. The other corps members around you? Scuttered onto the floor in bloody pieces.

Levi?

You escape its clutches by a hair’s breadth, the monster’s stinging smell of death and rotten flesh making your guts turn. You need to focus, need to control your fear and anger. Otherwise, you’ll die just like all the others did.

Levi…Is he dead as well? There is no one around, no one showed a single reaction to your multiple cries for help, your signs. Maybe you’re the only one who’s left. Which means that Farlan and Levi are gone.

Levi, gone? Fuck, you should have told him about your true feelings yesterday, you should have pressed your lips against his like you always dreamed about. This was the last opportunity to tell him how much you love him before both of you die.

And now it will be forever too late.

Just when you’re about to dash forward, the arm of the titan yanks towards you with breath-taking speed. Your eyes widen in sheer horror as all you can do is stare in sheer disbelief.

Is this how you will die? Through the hand of an abnormal titan, eating you alive?

You always dreamed of a life on the surface with Levi by your side. Maybe a small cottage on the edge of a busy city close to a river. Having a little farm with a few animals here and there, Levi working for a local business while you stay home and care for your home. For a brief moment, you allow your eyes to rest, to get lost in the life you will never have.

If only you had told him sooner. Maybe then it would have been different. Maybe then you wouldn’t feel your bones crack against the sheer force of the titan’s flat palm, throwing you into the air like a ball.

As soon as your body hits the ground, everything goes black.

-5 years later-

He opens his eyes against the way too harsh sunlight. Another night he hasn’t slept more than 2 hours. Day 1869 of missing you.

“Good morning, Captain Levi!”

He doesn’t even care to reply, feet carrying him down the hallway monotone. His days have always been the same since the day he lost Isabel, Farlan and you: Getting haunted in his sleep, waking up alone, surviving another day in this living hell. It’s almost ironic, how he already hated the world when you were in it. Little did he know how much worse it would get when you’re gone.

There is no day since back then that doesn’t revolve around you. You, with your hair down in the sun. You, beating up some tuff guys and showing them their place. You, that fucking cursed night before you had to leave.

Until this day, he hates himself for not being there. By the time he arrived, everyone was dead, brutally murdered by an abnormal titan. And even after searching for your corpse for hours in the pouring rain, he didn’t even manage to find a single limb left of you. This should be a good sign. After all, it might mean that you somehow managed to survive.

“The chances of (y/n) surviving and managing to flee on her own are 1 against 500.000”, Erwin said back then.

Maybe it would have actually felt better, knowing that you’re dead. Maybe this would spare him from getting haunted by your giggling and fucking gorgeous face each and every night.

But…If getting haunted by your presence is all he has left, he shouldn’t complain about it.

“We are heading out today. It is said that there are countless abnormal titans roaming around a city nearby”, Erwin explains briefly.

“How the fuck did these things even manage to get in there?”, Levi grumbles in response while taking a sip of his way too hot tea.

“That’s not what I care about. What I’m more interested in is the fact that a group of villagers managed to trap one of them.”

Levi can’t help but put his cup of tea down while Hange bursts out in sheer excitement next to him. A group of villagers, trapping an abnormal titan?

“Former corps members?”, he questions.

“Apparently not. Maybe they are interested in a new job”, Erwin replies, getting up from his seat and straightening his uniform.

“We are leaving right now.”

“Right now? Over some brats who were lucky to not get eaten by that titan?”

“You can’t deny that these ‘brats’ have to be skilled in order to trap an abnormal titan, Levi. Also, I heard the head of them is a woman.”

Levi huffs to himself. Skilled, huh? Lucky is definitely the better fit.

You sink your blade straight into the eye of the disgusting creature lying in front of you, watch in sheer satisfaction how it squeals underneath.

“Hope you enjoy that as much as I do”, you mumble, twisting and turning your sword painfully slow.

“(y/n), d-don’t you think that’s enough? What if it escapes?”, the man next to you cries out, holding safe distance between himself and the abnormal.

“So what? Listen, you little shit. If you even try to escape, I will kill you without even blinking, got it?”

You rip your blade out. In, out, in, out until everything around you is covered in crimson.

Just like back then.

You stumble back when a wave of nausea hits you. The sight of Isabel’s lifeless head, her limbs scattered across the muddy floor. Back then, you weren’t able to save her, weren’t even able to save yourself. If it wasn’t for your crew, you’d be dead by now. Just like her…

“Hey.”

“How about you take a break for a sec? You’re drifting off again.”

Her gently voice pulls you out of your nightmare just like her tender touch. Petra has been the greatest support since that fateful day. In fact, the only reason you are still alive is her. When she found you, you were already on the brink of death. Only due to her passionate and long-term care, you learned how to walk again, learned how to fight again.

“Sorry”, you mumble, allowing yourself to rest for a moment against her strong shoulder.

“(y/n), I’m sorry to interrupt you like this but…We spotted members of the survey corps?”

“The survey corps?”, you repeat in sheer disbelief.

Rage starts flooding your veins in an instant, forcing you to pick up your blade again. If there’s one thing you will never forgive the survey corps for, it’s the fact that they left you standing in the rain. The countless people who died with the wings of faith embroidered onto their jackets, eaten alive by a titan while your desperate cries for help remained unanswered until this day. For Erwin Smith, you were nothing but canon fodder, nothing but a bait. And you will forever hate him over the fact that he is partly responsible for the death of Isabel, Farlan and Levi.

You storm in the direction your scout sighted them, jumping from tree to tree in order to catch them by surprise. You will definitely not tolerate survey corps members around your area, especially when you just caught an abnormal titan to study and torture.

“There they are.”

Their disgusting green cloaks fill you with thick anger, almost force you onto the ground to knock every single one of them out. But you know all too well this isn’t the way to go. No, you will wait here until the right time comes to throw yourself at their captain.

There are five of them, walking towards the direction of your village. Just wait a few more seconds until the one who walks ahead is underneath you, one second and you…

You lunge yourself at the person with full speed, forcing them to the ground. Him, to be exact. That firm chest exposes all too urgently that you just attacked a man.

“Are you out of your goddamn mind, brat?”, he barks at you, rough hands grabbing your wrists so tightly that your bones threaten to shatter.

You aren’t able to defend yourself, though.

That voice, the way he called you brat.

Is it really possible that…

You allow your eyes to look up at him and for a moment, time seems to stand still.

“Levi.”

You breathe his name out like a prayer, as if your dream might become reality. These grey and unbothered eyes look just like you remember his, the dark hair framing his face oh so perfectly.

“Levi, is that you?”

He can’t comprehend his feelings. Just a second ago, he was under attack of a stranger. But your eyes aren’t foreign. They hold the spark he dreams of each and every night, the memory he cares about so deeply. Is it really possible, that…

“(y/n).”

Everyone was so sure that you died on the battlefield, that the titan must have eaten you alive without leaving any remains. But maybe there was nothing to remain. Maybe you actually did manage to survive. Is it possible? Is this really you?

“I thought you died.”

Your voice is nothing but a fade away whisper, tears streaming down your usual so composed face like rivers when your memories begin to crash down on you like a house of cards. All those years, you were convinced Levi lost his life on this battlefield as well, that you were the only one remaining. But now you’re sitting on top of him, taking in his clean scent while he glares at you the way he used to.

“Everyone tried to convince me that that fucking abnormal ate you back then, that there is no chance you survived. Now look at you, dumbass”, he breathes out, very own eyes now coated in a thin layer of glimmering tears.

There is no time to waste. With a swift motion, you lunge yourself at him again, wrap your arms around his strong torso as if your life depends on it while resting your head against his chest and crying your heart out.

Words will always fail to express how much you missed him, that you thought about him each and every night since the day he was taken away from you so roughly. But now, you will never let him go again. Now you won’t waste another opportunity to tell him how you really feel.

“I love you, Levi. I loved you since our days in the underground city, I loved you through all these horrible years of grief. I love you. I love you”, you finally blurt out.

“I love you too, (y/n). I always did.”

Gently, he rests his hand against your nape while lifting your chin up with the other.

The second your lips meet, your world feels complete for the first time. All the pain, the grief, the things you had to endure. The countless nights of imagining him right by your side, the thought of never seeing him again. And now he’s here, right in your arms while kissing you so passionately that you fail to breathe.

“I love you”, he repeats so softly that your heart melts away like butter.

“I love you…”

“I finally found my sun again”, you smile against his lips.

You snuggle yourself onto him even tighter, your grip around his torso firm. Oh, you will definitely never let this man go again. Not after it took both of you so many years to meet again, not when he’s all you ever wanted.

Levi Ackerman, the love of your life.

“Who’s that woman throwing herself at you from a tree and then getting a smooch from you?”

“Shut up, shitty four-eyes”, Levi barks at the person standing behind him.

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thena0315 · 24 hours

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The Man Who Gave His Heart The Most to Humanity

The Strongest Soldier That Ever Lived

#levi ackerman #captain levi #snk levi #aot levi #humanity's strongest soldier #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin

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ellafushiguro · 2 days

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jjkeremika · 3 days

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Goofy (pt4)

description: levi summons you to his office to teach you an important lesson

(pt1, pt2, pt3)

levi ackerman x fem!reader; levi x you

warning/disclaimer: NSFW/MDNI; hair pulling; biting; tying up (rope); grinding; throat fucking; power dynamic; choking; derogatory

“hold the rope out,” levi demanded for the second time, rolling the thick rope between his palms. Paired with an eye roll, he tightened his grip, yanked the rope taut. “are you fucking serious?”

you stayed put, a rope loosely held in your palm. matched his raging stare. your lip twitched at the furrow of his brows, the squinting of his eyes, the darker intensity in his irises.

you stayed on your aching knees, pulled yourself onto your palms, your set of ropes loosely in your hand. “you swear too much.”

the interface of the rope and his skin turned pink from the friction. levi’s knuckles turned white, his nostrils frozen from holding his breath.

you bit your bottom lip, tried to refrain from enjoyed him hot and bothered, tried to avoid blatantly gawking at the growing erection directly in your eyeline. “nobody will take you seriously if you keep cursing like that.”

the taut rope loudly slapped against the floor, reverberating throughout the room. you jumped at the noise, slipped off your calves onto the floor. “next time i’ll wrap this around your throat.” he was seething, reminiscent of the first time he growled orders at you.

the warmth was building in your gut. you thought of his hand around your throat. “is that a threat or a promise?”

the pink appeared on his cheeks, highlighting the vein near his temple. he was thinking the same thing. he ignored you. “tie the fucking knot.”

his tone was steady and even. the tension wrapped around every muscle like an overgrown vine.

you stopped breathing. “aren’t you supposed to teach me?” it was generous to call it a question. it was more of a shotty breath. you crossed your arms across your chest, the rope dangling off your forearms, accentuating your breasts. “i asked you a question.”

he stepped closer, crouched until his nose was level with yours, made sure you could feel the the hot breath on your cheeks. he curled his lip as his voice deepened.

“and i gave you an order:” you saw him glance at your chest. you subconsciously rounded your back, made your breasts seem larger.

you sighed and picked up the rope, loosely tied it into a pathetic knot and draped it around his neck. you couldn’t hear his heavy breathing over your aching heart beat, the pounding in your ears.

you inhaled slowly as you matched his stare, cheekily raised a brow and tilted closer until your lips were frustratingly hovering over, teasing you more than him. “there’s your fucking knot,” you said slowly, accentuating the end.

one end of the rope fell to the ground as levi’s grip flashed to your wrist, his thumb and fingers meeting on the other side.

“stop fucking around,” he hissed. a raging flame burning the calm facade, heating him up inside to an unmanageable level. “why can’t you ever just do as i say?” levi leaned forward, sank his teeth faintly into your neck once he finished.

you were surprised, but wasted no time in stretching the organ, giving him more estate. “it’s more fun this way,” you murmured softly, distracted by the soft sense of his tongue, the light tingle from his teeth stimulating your spinal cord as they bit harsher down.

“eek!” you squealed and flinched as his teeth sank deeper and deeper, held you in place like a limp animal as both hands harshly gripped your wrists and outstretched them before you.

with the rope in one palm and your wrists in the other, he tied them together. the movement was so quick and skilled you were mesmerized, and the budding question of if he’s done this before settled into your brain.

each touch of his fingers to your wrist left a hot mark as the rope dangled flimsily. a fire burned inside your belly. you didn’t want him to have done this before, but you were thrilled by his experience. “there’s my fucking knot,” was all he said, the tight cinch around your wrists tugging at the skin, putting pressure on the vessel.

you felt the beating in your wrist, felt the scratchy material restrain the pulsating artery. “wha—”

captain levi pulled away, placed two fingers in the gap between the rope and your wrists, tugged hard enough to knock you off balance. the knot stayed intact, a slight burning left behind.

levi smirked, a dark glint in his eyes. “good enough.”

the tendons in his forearms flared as he picked you up by the knot, the veins near his wrist sticking out in a rare greeting. he had the advantage of surprise and you lost your footing, your body weight relying and tugging on the limits of his knot.

“very good,” he purred, admiring the sight of you beneath the ties, dangled by your reddening wrists, of your silence and stunned obedience.

you collapsed to the floor when he let the cuff go, onto your palms and knees and shins. you tried to bring your hands to fix the hair strands on both sides of your cheeks, but the taut rope barely folded and your wrists were forced back together.

levi’s finger swiped under your chin, raised it to look up at him. “were you watching?” he asked, his voice low. his eyes narrowed.

he licked from your neck to the base of your ear, nibbled at the skin near the lobe. “mhm,” you absentmindedly answered in a moan, your eyes squeezing tight. couldn’t open them again even if you tried.

your spine shivered at the proximity to your ear, the hand tightening in your locks. levi tilted his head, leaned in even further. his teeth lightly grazed your back upper shoulder, glided the bone up the stimulated skin until his cheek was less than a centimeter from your own. “were you learning?”

your head moved in an immediate nod, a bold lie as your body flushed with an obedient craving to do as the captain commanded, mixed with a taste of the unpredictability that coursed in your blood.

you didn’t pay any mind to the knot keeping your wrists clasped together, didn’t pay any heed to his lecture. couldn’t spare any thoughts from the mouthwatering muscles in his forearms, the tense veins popping through.

levi pulled back. “good.” he glanced to your lips then back to your eyes. wanting. needing. he held the other rope lightly in one palm, lifted it to your eye level. “do it again.”

you matched his hearty stare, felt the heat of his attention prickle the hairs against your spine, spurred the tiny hairs at the back of your neck to dance.

“but i—” the rope burn at your wrists screamed for release, with each move of your arms tugging it into an impossibly tighter hold to cut through the nonsense.

levi raised an eyebrow, his expression lifting into a suppressed eager astonishment at your insistent denial of his order. it’s like you were incapable of learning through lecture.

he released the hold of your hair in favor for your neck, the strands loosely falling after his fingers clasped around the tendons. a tighter hold, like he were scuffing you still.

“honestly.” it was a rough exhale, paired with an incredulous mix of emotions in his eyes that left you both anxious and horny, the fire in your pelvis triple-folding.

levi’s pupils were dark with an ambitious glean. you were a never-ending challenge. a difficult task that spurred frustration and anger and rage at your meager protests to his command. an admirable foe of different skill and stature—one that captured levi’s mind; one he could never take his eyes off.

then the captain’s thigh forced itself between your legs, and he angled your neck with his fist so his nose was just above yours, lips above lips. hovering. yearning.

your knees bent without order, and you gasped at the mere contact between your blood-hoarding crotch and his strong and muscular thigh. you kept his stare as you grinded fabric against fabric, provided yourself the perfect friction.

your indulgence stunned levi into silence. his body reacted before his brain could process the sight, loosening the choking hold around your neck, lifting his thigh to match your desperate movement. you could feel the erection, and you blushed furiously as the memory resurfaced, as you wondered if he’d show it to you again.

he pushed his thigh upwards, paired it with a downward grind of your hips to rub against your clit. you moaned, and your heart stopped beating with the tiniest upward curve of his lip.

“get on your knees,” captain levi commanded, practically salivating as he watched you grind your clothed clit down to his knee. obediently dropped to your shins. matched his gaze the entire time.

the smile stretched deeper on his face. he couldn’t deny it. almost as if it had to match the fervent rage ignited by your denial and outbursts, he fucking loved your selective obedience.

he audibly gasped at the sight of you peering up at him expectantly, patiently and quietly awaiting further instruction.

“unbutton your shirt.” the intrigue and lust was starting to infiltrate his steady tone, the order sounding more like an intimate suggestion than an authoritative command. “good girl,” he praised as your fingers immediately caressed each button, awkwardly struggling with the rope holding both wrists together.

the praise sent relief and ecstasy through your bloodstream, culminating in the electric storm in your pelvis.

levi’s hands mindlessly fiddled with his belts as he fixated on the exposure of your chest, the paler skin from lack of sun more titillating and daunting than staring at the celestial object itself.

with your wrists still tied you awkwardly shrugged the shirt off your shoulders, couldn’t even begin to feel insecure at your open and accessible bare chest with your focus on levi’s pants dropping halfway down his thighs.

his erection was eager, and your eyes doubled in size and mouth watered at the large organ. levi admired your indulgence, preened at the liberties you took as you poked your tongue out and inched closer.

you maintained eye contact, stared cautiously as you leaned closer to the still growing erection at your eye level, lifted your bonded hands to hover below the shaft.

without dropping your gaze, you licked the tip. actually tasted the bitter precum between each lick. one hand traced up his thigh as the other dragged behind, felt the prickle of untouched hair and silky sensitive skin as your fingertips neared his balls.

levi exhaled sharply under your touch, closed his eyes to no avail because the view was still pristine in his mind. “you can suck it,” he gasped needily, a surprising switch in his demeanor as felt himself melt into your touch.

“don’t tell me what to do,” you responded cheekily before rounding your lips and welcoming the tip, greeting the slit with a swirling flick of your tongue, felt the twitch of the shaft from the retort against the roof of your mouth.

his hand found home back in hair for stability as the air felt sucked from his lungs. like you sucked all oxygen straight from his cock.

his pupils tripled in size, dilated to absorb every detail—every strand of hair out of its usually perfect place, every tear drop welling on your eye-line at the burning friction, every dimple and wrinkle in your pretty face as you suck and take his cock in your mouth like it was built to be there.

his hips shifted, pushed more than the tip inside the warmth wetness of your mouth. thrusted in to feel the constriction of your esophagus as you swallowed around him, gagged on the extra length.

you almost pulled back—tried to—but levi kept your head pushing closer, until your nose was barely hovering over dark pubes and you could taste the bitter insistence of levi’s leaky cock overriding your gag reflex.

he could feel your resistance, that fiery instinct that hated being told what to do. the one that screamed that you were in the wrong line of work. the one that kept you in the forefront of his mind all day, the one that kept you as his most admirable adversary.

you gagged with a particularly rough thrust into your throat, but you hollowed your cheeks and teasingly sucked. smiled despite the burning resistance of your lips at the loud guttural groan he released.

levi pistoned into your mouth, bit his bottom lip to prevent himself from drowning out obscene noises caused by you obediently sucking on his thick cock, taking his length and thrusts so fucking well he was about to burst.

he muttered, “fuck,” under his breath and yanked your hair back, held you still as he pulled his hips back and exposed his cock to your eyeline again. the organ shimmered with a salivary shine, and you blushed deeper knowing somehow, this long and thick organ was capable of being stuffed into your throat.

levi was rapidly flicking his wrist along his slicked cock, did it in full view for you to absorb and memorize before he aimed to your chest and released onto your bare breasts.

you gasped in surprise at the hot viscous liquid excreted against your chest, felt a shiver down your spine at the slow and sticky trails it forged to your belly.

you glanced up from the mess on your skin, met levi who was already staring intensely at you. his chest was pink and heaving, his cheeks were flushed. he was already hiding his cock back in his pants.

“now clean this fucking mess up,” levi demanded breathlessly, gesturing vaguely towards you. he corrected the belts for his gear and walked towards the door while you remained breathless on the floor. “ten minutes and get back to work,” he quickly regained his composure, but he couldn’t make eye contact with you anymore. couldn’t crumble again. “don’t make me think of another punishment.”

he left you alone in the office, and you smiled knowingly at the light pink sheen embraced on his cheeks as he spoke.

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