#Priest Levi Ackerman

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To Tempt the Weak

priest levi ackerman x fem reader | historical au | 5.5k wc | nsfw ★

!!!cw- sacrilege, blasphemy, power play, loss of virginity, vag penetration, choking, whipping, sex in a church | ao3 version

synopsis: Father Levi believes you to be a demon in human guise. His only solution? To fuck the evil out of you.

With your head lowered and your eyes fixed on your shoes, you quickly traced the Sign of the Cross before a prayer tumbled from your lips, echoing in the dim confessional.

The sole source of light, a ray of sun, seeped through the lattice that served as a barrier between you and the unseen priest on the other side - a divide between innocence and sin. Although he was nothing more than a silhouette, there were instances where you could feel his eyes upon you, leading you to stumble over your words or to stutter. 

When your prayer finally dwindled to a hush, a murmur sounded from the other side.

“Speak, child.”

And so, you obeyed.

“Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned,” you began. Your words stirred a rustling from the other side. “My last confession was 17 months ago and this is my sin. I have harboured intense emotion towards another, Father. Of which… could condemn me to eternal damnation.”

“What emotion plagues you, child?”

“I…I dare not say, Father, for I am reluctant to utter such a thing within these sacred walls.”

“Child,” came gruffly from the other side, the force behind his words nearly palpable. “These walls were erected for sinners. If not here within these walls, where else shall you repent?”

You bit your lip, a bead of crimson blooming as you chewed on the plausible. His words bore truth - if not here, then where else should be more fitting? Yet, the hum of anticipation that pervaded the air made your palms slick with sweat and your tongue burdensome, as though it were forged from lead. The priest, however, remained silent, patiently waiting until you could muster your voice.

“I... I lust after him, Father,” you confessed a minute later, the admission leaving a foul taste in your mouth. 

The priest, veiled behind the lattice, did not immediately respond. The stillness was near unbearable until his voice cut through the quiet like a blade.

“...Lust is a powerful force, my child,” he said, his voice low and measured. “So it is not uncommon. It is part of the human experience, the human consequence, and acknowledging it is the first step towards redemption.”

You swallowed hard, relieved by his understanding, yet the sting of shame lingered. “I am aware, Father, but it feels... overwhelming. It consumes my thoughts, my prayers. I fear that it is all that I am.”

“Lust?”

You nodded, a gesture unseen. “Lust. It all but runs through my veins.”

“Well, the path to-”

“-Father, you do not understand!” you interrupted, your voice bordering on a whine.

“And why might that be?”

“I cannot help but act on it…I...I touch myself. My fingers meet my warmth most days than not, an insatiable craving that haunts my waking hours.  I find release as the sun rises, and again as it falls, the same man haunting my thoughts each night.”

“I see…” came the priest’s response, and silence descended once more.

You assumed that he was coming up with a satisfying response…something to quell your worry and to ease your mind. However, unbeknownst to you, on the other side of the confessional booth, a naughty priest was breathing raggedly into the palm of his hand as a tent grew in his breeches.

“Father…?” you called out, panicked. Had you stunned him into silence with your transgressions?

After a moment, there came a strained ‘yes’ before he cleared his throat. “Forgive me, pray continue.” His voice cracked. “For there is no surer way to be washed anew than to unburden oneself of everything.”

Your eyes darted to the side and you exhaled softly, picking up where you left off. “...I touch myself. And I imagine touching the one whom I desire. I imagine him taking me on this very ground with everyone watching, and within the confines of his house - loud enough for his neighbours to hear. For his neighbours to envy.”

The priest audibly swallowed.

“It is all just indecent up here, Father. Indecent, obscene, and vile. How can God find affection for one with a mind as corrupt as mine?”

“Child, how can He extend His love to any among us? We are all stained, all guilty of transgressions; it is His mercy that distinguishes Him.”

“But Father, do you, too, grapple with such earthly desires?”

“I am, after all, a man of flesh and blood.”

“Well how do you expel such thoughts, then? How do you quiet them?”

“With discipline,” he hummed. “Every thought that strays towards the profane, I counter with a prayer. Every desire that threatens to consume, I quell with a verse from the Holy Scripture. It is no easy practice, but one that I’ve grown to rely on.”

“And how might I cultivate such a habit?”

“Each time you find yourself stirred, turn to prayer.”

You pressed your lips together, tightly so, that your chin began to tremble. “...And what if it does not work, Father? That is what I fear most. What if the carnal urge is far too potent, that not even the Lord himself can tame it…that not even the Holy Trinity, in all their might, can dominate it in its entirety?”

“Do not speak in such a way,” the priest chided, his words tumbling out in a rush. “There is naught the Lord cannot overcome, and none the Lord shall forsake. Simply have faith.”

“I am trying but…”

“But what?”

You lowered your eyes, staring at your feet once again. The cool, worn surface of the confessional's wooden bench pressed against your palms. “Nothing, Father.”

And he said not a word in return. Not for a long while, at least. It was a silence that stretched on and on, a silence that threatened to engulf you, a silence punctuated only by a shaky exhale from beyond the lattice. "Tell me… are- are you a virgin still, child?”

“I am.”

He sighed, a sound laden with relief. “Then your temptation shall be greater than any others’, for the Devil desires to rob you of your innocence and purity.” He could see your hand rise to your mouth. “You must resist him, my child. You must counter your lewd thoughts with two prayers and quell your desire with two verses.”

“Father,” you whimpered, and his cock throbbed and pulsated. 

His chest heaved as he reclined against the bench, trying his hardest not to palm his crotch, though it was proving more difficult by the second. He found it repulsive and vile that he was growing aroused at a penitent’s vulnerability, at their struggles. But your whines and your fantasies had gotten the best of him. Perhaps, he too, needed to repent.

“It must be done, lest you wish to be defiled.”

You felt a surge of heat in your veins, a fire that burned your flesh. You knew not what to do, for you were torn between obedience and curiosity. What was this strange feeling that stirred within you, this longing that you could not name?

“Father,” you whispered, “please, have mercy on me. I do not understand what is happening to me. I do not want to sin, but I cannot help myself.”

He spoke in a stern voice, as if to scold you. “My child, you are under the influence of a dark and powerful force. A force that preys on the weak and the innocent. A force that lurks in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to strike. A force that you must resist at all costs.”

And it was then that you realised what this longing was. This longing that you could not name.

“Father…” 

You wished to be defiled. To be ruined by a darkness that you could not see, could not touch, but could very well touch you. You wished for it to slither into your room in the dead of night, to use you, corrupt you, until your legs could not hold you up any longer.

“Let us pray,” the priest declared, and rustling sounded.

You bowed your head. 

“God the Father of mercies,” he began, “through the death and resurrection of His Son…”

Your breast heaved, and your breaths grew short and sharp as a heat bloomed within you. 

“...has reconciled the world to Himself and sent the Holy Spirit among us for the forgiveness of sins.”

Your hand crept from the bench to the lap of your gown, slowly and without your registering it.

“Through the ministry of the Church, may God give you pardon and peace.”

Your palm glided across your thigh and to your clothed crotch.

“I absolve you from your sins, in the name of the Father…”

Your breath caught as a lone finger swiped against your slit, and you repeated the motion to re-experience the blissful feeling.

“...and of the Son…”

You threw your head back as your fingers picked up pace.

“... and of the Holy Spirit.”

Distracted by the heavy breathing that he assumed was a result of weeping, the priest opened his eyes with concern and peered through the wooden partition, through a small hole, scarcely large enough for a finger.

Through that hole he saw you, a vision of sin, splayed across the bench with your legs spread and your mouth ajar like a harlot who knew no better. 

He knew it. He knew it well, then. You could not be saved, for you were-

“Amen,” you moaned. 

The priest closely watched as your eyes widened and your fingers slowed, and as you hastened to compose yourself, even though you thought none could see you. You crossed your legs, concealing the dark stain on your gown’s crotch, before smoothing your hair and clearing your throat.

“It is alright, Child,” he said, eyes still fixed on you. "God has forgiven your sins. Go in peace.”

You nodded tautly. “...Thanks be to God,” you murmured.

The priest slowly nodded and inhaled, and he could smell your arousal from even from where he sat. It was a stench that filled the box, a poison that seeped into his nostrils. He could not wait to be rid of you.

He quickly drew the Sign of the Cross, his hand lingering on his right shoulder as if to ward off an evil. “You have confessed and sought forgiveness,” he said solemnly. He gathered his belongings, a Bible and rosary, and prepared to leave. “As penance, you must recite ten Ave Marias, five Pater Nosters, and one Actus Contritionis.”

“Yes, Father.” 

You bowed your head and kept it low, lifting it only to exit the booth when you felt it shake with the momentum of being closed. You rose from the bench, your soaked underwear rubbing against your thighs, before you turned the latch on the weathered, wooden door. 

Once you emerged from the confessional, you were surprised to be met with a dim chapel. Just how much time had passed? Your eyes flitted through the pews in search of another, only to realise the chapel was deserted, save for the priest whom you bared your soul to.

You looked for him then, head pivoting left and right until you caught sight of him upon the pulpit, blowing out the candles that adorned where he stood one by one. 

You strained your eyes trying to recognise who he was, following him in his graceful pursuit to each candle. It was only when he turned his profile that you recognised him. Father Levi. 

Warmth spread across your face as you recounted everything you confessed. 

In your yearning, you had hoped the confessor would be an elder figure, someone who you cared little for and someone certainly not the object of your desires. Father Levi must have known that it was him you spoke of - that it was he whom you wished would take you on this ground and within his home.  He had to have known.

The countless times he caught you gazing at him, fixating on the movement of his rosy lips, or that one instance when your gaze lingered a moment too long on his—

His eyes found yours over his shoulder, piercing through the shadows. You quickly averted your gaze to the floor. Christ, you thought, nibbling on your lips, had he caught you yet again?

With your head down, you scurried to the nearest pew and knelt, facing the altar. You shut your eyes and began to recite your prayers, your voice wavering slightly as your mind strayed to being alone with the mid-aged priest. He was so near - so within your reach, so alone. Was this fate?

On the fourth prayer, you heard a faint shuffling in front of you. Footsteps. But you ignored them. Alas, a cold hand on your shoulder is what drew you from your prayer, causing you to flinch.

“Be not afraid. Pray, go on,” Father Levi said, his handsome face smiling down at you. You remained at his waist-level as you recited them.

But how could you go on with him standing right in front of you? All you had to do was move your head, the slightest of the slightest, and you’d be kissing the fabric over his groin. 

Through the veil of your eyelashes, you peered up at the priest, who regarded you with a stern expression - as though he heard every filthy word you’d just thought.

He frowned. “It is alright, my child. God rejoices in your penitence.”

You held his gaze as your prayer poured from your lips. 

After a while, his austere demeanour softened, surrendering to something less severe as you reached your seventh Ave Maria. Your breath hitched as he began to rub your shoulder.

“That is it, you’ve but three more.”

“Yes, Father,” you whispered breathily, relishing in the tender pressure of his thumb gliding along the curve of your neck.

With closed eyes, you surrendered to the caress, a moment of long-desired fulfilment. Yet, in an instant, his touch transformed, slender fingers encircling your throat with a sudden ferocity that left you gasping for breath.     “I know what you are,” he snarled, bending over so his angular face was mere inches above yours. 

“Father, what are you doing?”

You tried to free yourself from his vice-like grip, to rise to your feet and gain some advantage, but he was too strong, and he forced you back down onto your knees. With a wicked smile playing on his lips, he leaned closer to your ear.

“Did you take me for a fool, child? Did you think I would not notice how you have poisoned me? Tainted me?”

A shiver coursed through you as his breath brushed your cheek.

“Please, Father, have mercy,” you begged. “Whatever I have done, please have mercy.”

“Mercy? You do not know the meaning of mercy. You’ve never even seen her, spawn of Lucifer.”

“W-What?”

In a tone that resonated with an otherworldly chill, he hissed, “Confess, child, for the devil has taken up residence within you. Your sins are a stench that even the hounds of hell recoil from.”

Then, fear gripped you tighter than Father Levi ever could. “Father, please, I am not what you think. I know not what you speak of.”

“You lie. I am not as weak as Adam. I will not be so easily deceived by Satan and his marionette. What other would be stirred by lust within the sacred sanctuary of a chapel, worse still, at the hands of a priest?"

“Father…please…”

“Do not grovel so. It is a pathetic sight. What worth is a demon if he is feeble?”

“So then I am no-”

The priest’s fingers dug deeper into your flesh. “Quiet with your nonsense,” was forced through clenched teeth. “I’ve grown tired of your excuses. You are a demon, sent to tempt me, to test my faith, to make me fall.”

“You speak of faith as if it were a fragile thing, easily shattered by the likes of me,” you retorted, trying to keep the tremor out of your voice with all of your might.

“Enough.”

 “Is this the strength of your faith, Father?”

“Enough!”  he bellowed, releasing your throat and shoving you into the pew as if eager to relinquish you from his grasp. Like you were nothing more than vermin. 

“You shall not make me falter. You shall not sow seeds of doubt within me, you cursed creature!”  His face contorted into something so uncharacteristically grotesque, filled with a rage so fierce it could cast angels from their heavenly perch.

With trembling hands, you instinctively sought your throat, quickly drawing in air that your lungs so desperately yearned for. Each breath a gasp that tasted of dust. Through your blurred vision, you could see Father Levi’s figure retreating.

“Father, where are you going?” you managed to croak.

“I am going to fetch the whip,” he said. “You need more than words to atone for your sins. You need agony. You need blood. You need God's wrath.”   You watched through lidded eyes as he ascended the steps to the pulpit and vanished behind the heavy drapery. You trembled against the cool floor and rasped the remaining of your ten Ave Marias. 

As you lay in your heap, something dawned upon you: You could have fled. You could have escaped and hidden within the refuge of your own abode. You could have condemned him. But instead, you remained, awaiting the lash upon your flesh.

Is this what you desired? Were you indeed…corrupted? A vessel for Satan? There was no other answer, for why else would you harbour such thoughts… and why else would your underwear be dripping?

You heard his footsteps echoing in the corridor, growing near’r and near’r, no doubt with the instrument of your punishment in hand.

You watched as he slowly descended the steps, brandishing a braided whip with a handle adorned with symbols of crosses and saints. The silver metal of the whip glinted in the dim candlelight as he held it aloft, but none shone brighter than his cruel smile.

He seized you by the hair and thrust your face into the cold floor where many had trodden, your arse high in the air. “Are you ready, child? Are you ready to feel the wrath of the Almighty?” he asked.

The flickering light from the remaining candles cast long shadows, gracing you with the ability to see his arm rise. You heard him murmur, “In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit.”

And then, you felt the whip strike your back, tearing your flesh, drawing forth a crimson tide. You screamed, a sound driven by sheer ecstasy, and he struck again. And again. And again.

You lost count of how many times he lashed you, how many times you cried out, how many times you begged for mercy only to appease to his iniquity.

“Oh, God!” you cried out at one point.

“How humorous. You are turning to the wrong Father for refuge. My God has forsaken you, little demon. He is unresponsive to your pleas.”

You buried your face into the crook of your sweaty arm, stifling a sob behind the prison of your teeth.

“Your resilience is admirable,” he snarled, his voice a low growl. “But futile. You are mine, little demon. And I will break you.”

As the whip found its mark on your arse again, the sting faint now, he fisted your hair and wrenched your head back to face the vaulted ceiling. “Now, tell me, just how did you do it? How did you poison me? How did you breach the sanctum of my mind?”

You parted your parched lips to answer, but he interrupted. “Do you comprehend the extent of the erection I endured tonight? No? Allow me to enlighten you, then. It hurt to sit. To think. All that consumed my thoughts was the desire to relieve myself within that confessional.” Your breath caught in your throat. “Which was unlike me. Unlike what I stand for…yet it was all I craved. I wanted nothing more than to pump my shaft until I had given my all. Until I was worn and spent upon that bench, and until you had finished in the room over.”

A strangled noise escaped your throat. He had seen you? 

“Yes, I saw you,” he admitted, a flicker of regret crossing his features as he realised his slip of the tongue. All he could do now was deflect. "Not only did I see you, but God saw you as well. Have you no sense of shame?”

Without thinking, you ground your hips back into his crotch, his bulge grazing against your clit. You both moaned before you could suppress it, and he quickly released your hair, his hand shifting to your hips.

“Sex-crazed beast. Sex-crazed demon.”

He ceased in his lashing, dropping the whip to the ground, and brought his newly freed hand to your other hip as you continued to grind against him. “You satisfy yourself during prayer and you satisfy yourself even now. Is that all that you are?”

“I told you, Father!” you moaned.

“You did,” he murmured, his grip growing tighter. “You did. You are a paradox. A sinner who revels in sin.”

“Yes!” 

“But when I am done with you, you shall become something holy.”

You only let out a whimper, one of which was laden with anticipation.

With your face still pressed against the floor, you shivered as the chill of the air unexpectedly met your skin as your gown rode up. It rose from your ankles to your knees, before the priest bunched it up over your waist.

“Your smell is so potent I can taste you on my tongue.” He hooked a finger around your underwear, slowly revealing your tight pussy to the chapel.

“You’re sodden,” he declared. “You’re filthy. It is only right that I, the vessel of sanctity, be the first to take you, to taste you, to fill you with my sacred essence to your brim.”

You licked your lips, salt coated in its cracks.  Your tongue lingered momentarily at the corner of your mouth, a fleeting contemplation. With all the desperation you could muster you whispered, “Purify me then, Father.”

The priest needed no more from you. He began to undo his cassock, slowly freeing each button as he watched your puffy pussy clench around nothing.

“Are you certain that you’re untouched?” he asked. 

“I am certain. I have allowed no other to touch me, Father. Pleasure has only been derived by my own hand.”

“And now, my own.”

Father Levi, with the speed of a starving man, unzipped his trousers and lowered his underwear, his cassock at his sides, before he freed his cock and held it in his hand. 

It was a burning red, far too long neglected, and bubbling with beads of precum at the tip. He rubbed his thumb across his slit before dragging it down his shaft, lubricating it before he’d press into you. For your sake.

“Try to still in your excitement, harlot,” he grunted as your hips swayed. As your bosom heaved. You reached an arm behind your back, fingers hoping to revel in the touch of another, but the priest swatted your limb away.

“We are not making love. Do not reach for me.”    His pale skin stretched taut over the hardness of his cock, the veins pulsing as he stroked himself with his calloused hands. He stole a glance upwards and feasted on the sight of you laid bare before him, his eyes round with greed. Oh, how you glistened in the candlelight.

He situated himself between your parted legs, leaning his weight forward against you. 

The warmth of his chest bore down upon you, his breath hot as it escaped his parted lips. He rubbed the tip of his cock against your folds, your pussy practically drooling, before he dragged it down to your opening and your thighs tightened around him.

“Father!” you panted, but it was not enough. Not for either of you. The feeling of him bare was enough to send you over the edge, but if you finished, then you knew there would be o more of this.

“Worry not,” he rubbed your lower back with his thumb, “The pain shall only be brief.”

The priest spat on the crown of his cock, anointing himself. Then, without warning, he shoved his cock into your tight, virgin pussy, a gravelly groan slipping past his lips at your warmth. He could hear a small wail from beneath him, from you, but it was muffled by the floor, by his breaths, and by the sound of skin slapping against skin.

Your cunt eagerly swallowed him, your walls gripping him so tightly that all the priest could do was groan. He relished in the pleasure of it all, his cock finally wrapped in the embrace of another, celibacy broken and ethics aside. Far aside. Granting him the freedom of animalistic grunts as he pumped in and out of you with a wild abandon.

But eventually, your pleasure gave way to pain, and you let out a second wail. “Father, it hurts!” 

A virgin’s first is scarcely easy, so Levi paid little mind to your suffering. To the feeling of your hymen tearing around the tip of his cock as he slid against your walls.

Perhaps, he should’ve prepped you first - softened your impending agony. But you were a demon. Demons needed no sympathy. Demons needed no mercy.

Instead, he rutted his pelvis into your plentiful, supple backside and said, “Your screams are a symphony, a hymn to the fallen. Let your cries reach the ears of the devil, for even he shrinks at the price you pay for salvation."

“Yes, Father! Yes, Father,” you chanted, toes curling at the sweet agony of his fullness.

“Do you sense it?” The nails of his fingers pierced into the soft skin of your round hips, leaving crescent moons in their wake. “Do you sense the ebbing of the darkness?”

You only nodded.

His grip tightened, the coldness of his touch a stark contrast to the burgeoning warmth that spread throughout your being. With hasty hands he shoved the skirt of your gown to your shoulder blades. “That is the Lord’s will. With every thrust I draw out evil, and with every moan it escapes through your breaths. Yield to it, my child.”

“I do, Father. Make me clean. Make me sacred - something the Lord can cherish.”

He leaned over and licked the contours of the welts on your back, born from the numerous lashes you endured. As you felt the warmth of his tongue against your even warmer skin, you mewled, and he pounded into you even harder, fucking you into the floor. “You shall be purified.” A shaky moan slipped past his lips, “Christ, you shall be purified.”

“Fuck, I…need you, Father Levi!” 

“You do need me. For whom else could save you?” A vulgar squelching echoed throughout the chapel, a product of your bodies and your pleasure.

“Only you, Father.” 

“Only I,” he affirmed. 

The priest watched with a slight frown as you took his cock, sucking it in with fervour and clenching around him until all he wanted to do was come inside of you. To fill your womb with him and watch as your stomach bloated. He was miserable.

Above all, he yearned to rub your swollen clit, to grasp your erect nipples, to fuck your mouth until his seed was all that remained. Until eventually, you’d have to swallow all of him. But he had to remind himself that this was not the pursuit of pleasure. That he could not act on his mortal impulses.

But as you writhed beneath him, your moans blessed to his ears and your juices dripping onto the floor, Levi felt that the Devil, too, might have made his mind his living-quarters.

“Stop that,” he whispered harshly, eyeing the sheen of your sweat, trying to focus on something else. 

“Ah-” you whimpered, your throat hoarse. “Stop what?”

“Tempting me.” 

“It is not by my will, Father. I do not know how to.” 

“It is by your will, vixen. Break the connection you have on my mind.” 

By now, your thighs had begun to burn, and your knees began to ache. You couldn't hold yourself up any longer. But as your form began to collapse, the conflicted priest seized your hips tighter and rammed into you from an entirely new angle.

You let out a surprised cry. "Yes, Father! Fill me up."

Your words were met with a grunt. You could feel his cock twitching and pulsing, ready to burst. And you too, were ready. With a shaky arm, you weaved it beneath your torso in search of your clit. The lack of stimulation was almost too much to bear. 

But as your fingertips ghosted your mound, a mere stretch away, the priest caught your wrist in his grasp and pulled your arm back roughly.

“Look at you now. How can you claim to not be a demon and yet act as you do?”

“Father, you’re hurting me.”

“For the wages of sin is death. But the gift of God is eternal life. You will not rob that from me.” His eyes, twin pools of righteous fury, bore into you, unrelenting. “Your pleas for mercy are but the siren’s song of the damned.”

Releasing your arm, he seized your chin once more, his fingers clutching your face as if fearing you'd vanish before him. “Beg for forgiveness.”

When you said nothing, he pressed himself further into you, kissing your cervix. “Beg. Beg loud enough so that the angels above can thread through your words.”

“Father,” you began, your frustration getting the better of you. “Perhaps you are just weak.”

You heard a growl before a rough slap marked your arse. “I should just strangle you right here,” he hissed. 

“Then do it, Father,” you challenged, you begged, and the words cascaded from your tongue without a second thought. 

The priest pressed his nose to the back of your ear and drew in a sharp breath. For how long could he steel himself in his duty? “You are so…”

He dared not say more, afraid of what might come out. ‘Deliciously sinful’ died on his lips, and he exhaled softly as if to blow the remnants away. He then rolled his hips against you, heavy balls, aching for release, slapping against your backside rhythmically as he needily whimpered in your ear.

He had lost control. You could feel it in the way he clung to you, in the way he fucked you, in the way he moaned. It may have begun with the intent of purification…but it morphed into something else. Something more vulnerable.

The wet sound of sex was all the noise he could manage - all the noise you could manage. The two of you, bound by your own sins, were unable to utter anything else. 

As you arched your back to feel more of him, his breathing grew irregular and curt, and a low, guttural groan was all the warning you received before the warmth of his seed splashed inside of you, coating your walls and dripping onto the floor. You clenched around him, milking him for all he was worth as his thighs quivered and his nails split your skin. 

When he released all he could, cock still throbbing, he pulled out, his cum trickling down your trembling thighs and onto the floor, creating a puddle right beneath you. 

He withdrew his hands from your hips, and as his touch relinquished its hold, your body crumbled to the unforgiving ground, spent and bereft of support. A pallor of exhaustion clung to your form as you lay there, chest heaving in tandem with the rugged breaths from behind you. 

You hadn’t come yet. Would he-

“Cleanse yourself and then depart,” came harshly from the priest, and you peered over your shoulder to see him buttoning his cassock, his focus seemingly anchored to his hands.

“...What?”

His eyes lifted to meet yours, and for the first time that night, you noticed the grey hue of them. “Cleanse yourself and depart. There is a washcloth near the confessional should you need it.”

His abrupt shift was nothing short of maddening. You found yourself wobbling to your feet, attempting to conceal the parts of you that your tattered gown failed to cover - despite the fact that he had already seen your entirety.

Anger was not a sentiment you often indulged in - you seldom did. Yet, as he fiddled with the sleeves of his cassock, you felt a gale of fury brewing within.

“So, it seems I am worthy of your touch when it serves to satiate your desires, but once you have found your satisfaction, I am cast aside, relegated to being filth once more?”

“Thank you for your time. The angels weep over the heathen that was you.”

“Father!”

“I shall see you the coming Sunday.”

“I can hardly stand, I... it’s dark out, how shall I fare the walk home?” 

“Remain here, then. There are ample pews to choose from.”

“You cannot be serious.”

But he offered nothing in return. He turned and walked up the pulpit, past the heavy drapery once again, before dropping to his knees once on the other side.

“Father, please forgive me, for I have sinned.”

He truly was weak.

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Chapter 7

Pairing: Demon priest! Levi x Reader

Genre and tags: Modern AU, fluff, romance, falling in love, teasing, flirting, cute, plot building, relationship development, smut, oral, teasing, multiple positions, demon dick.

Concept: Levi takes you to his demon home to show you around. You both enjoy a nice bath together before Levi and you become one for the first time.

Important notice: Due to comments made to me as I planned this story, I have chosen to create a brand new religion to avoid causing any offence to those reading this fic. Some terminology is similar to other religions and inspired by them too.

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You held Levi’s hand as you walked through the night. You gazed up at Levi wondering what he had planned for you both. You blushed as he raised your hand and kissed the back of it. Your heart danced in your chest as your mind run wild with all the ideas you had. Your necklace stone was red, but you’d been working so much on the last piece of art that you hadn’t acted on the changing stone. However, you had agreed to take a break and Levi was taking you for a nice walk after having dinner at home.

You frowned a little when he led you to the temple. “How come we’re here?”

He winked at you. He clicked his fingers making a black key with red vines appear in his hand. “This is a special key for us.” He placed it in the keyhole and turned it.

You looked up and saw a tidal wave of black ripple over the door from the keyhole. “Wow.”

Levi opened the door to reveal the inside of a home inside a bigger temple. “This is our demon home.”

You walked into the building as Levi closed the door and locked it behind him. You admired the tall pillars with lights on them. His kitchen was modern with the latest things in to making cooking easier. The living area had a sofa that was more like a bed with comfy fluffy blankets for snuggling. You adored the library area that had comfy leather seats. You noticed a door in the back which you assumed would lead to the bathroom. Your blush heated your cheeks when you admired the bed. Right where the altar should be was a huge bed.

Levi wrapped his arms around you and held you from behind. “Do you like it?”

You placed your hands on Levi’s. “I love it. It’s so dark and cosy. It’s very us.”

His lips danced on your neck, his voice deep and his breath hot as he spoke against your skin. “Would you like a drink? Maybe a bath?”

You nibbled your lip as nerves tingled inside you. You loved the choices, the place and Levi. You weren’t sure what you wanted. You hummed in thought. “I’m not sure.”

He released you and placed a hand on your back. He guided you to the bathroom door and opened it. Inside the bathroom was a pool bath filled with hot steamy water. There was a waterfall shower for you and a nice toilet area. “How about a drink in the bath?”

You nodded and started stripping. You placed your clothes in the changing section before walking down the steps and into the water. You dipped under the water before pushing your hair back and sighing. You smiled in delight as your body relaxed in the water. You inhaled deeply and felt your aching bones and troubles just wash away.

Levi stripped his things odd and stood before you in his human form. He placed the drinks on a floating table and moved them towards you. “Here.”

You picked up a glass and pouted a little. “Why are you not in demon form?”

He shivered causing his body to change before your eyes. “Better?”

You stared at his penis with a soft blush. “Yes.”

He walked down into the water. He picked up his drink and sat next to you. “You enjoying the bath?”

You nodded. “It’s cosy. Is there something in the water?”

“There is, it’s meant to relax you.” He placed his hand on the top of your drink. “Just to let you know, this demon drink is an aphrodisiac of sorts. Most of our drinks are like this. It’ll just make you feel good, relaxed and a bit horny.”

You hummed a laugh. “I’m happy to drink it.”

“You sure?”

You nodded and sipped your drink. “Mm, it’s like pink lemonade.”

He blushed a little. “You like it?”

“Love it.”

He moved closer to you. “It’s also to help us both relax. This is our first time as a couple, you know going all the way. I am nervous because I’m a demon and you’re a human. You’re my first human.”

You took Levi’s glass and put his and your cups on the side. You cupped his face and kissed him. “I love you for you.”

Levi’s claws massaged your waist. He pulled you against him as he deepened the kiss. His forked tongue moved with yours. He lifted you a little as he moaned against your lips. “I love you so much.”

You walked backwards and pulled Levi with you. “I want you.” You panted and shivered a little as you felt the slickness increase between your legs. “I need you.”

Levi climbed out of the water with you. He wrapped you up in a towel and dried you off. “I only want one part of you getting the bed wet.”

You giggled as Levi dried you off. “Yes, sir.”

He dried himself off. “Would you like to take a drink with you?”

You leaned over and grabbed your glass and the bottle. You walked out of the bathroom and glanced over at Levi. “Nice and warm in here.”

Levi felt himself drooling at seeing you walk around naked with confidence. He cleaned up the bathroom before racing out into the main room. He looked around the temple home before landing his gaze on you. He smiled at seeing you sitting on his bed, glass in hand with your legs tucked to the side as you sat on your thigh. He walked closer to you as he felt his hunger rising deep within him.

You downed most of your drink and hummed. “I have something for you.”

His eyes dragged all over your body. “Is it your whole body? Your pussy dripping in your sweet nectar? Your delicious breasts ready to be sucked?”

You shifted your legs and sat back on the bed. You leaned on one forearm and smirked at Levi. “How about this?” You tapped the cold rim of the glass to your chest and poured it so it ran slowly down between your breasts. “Drink up.”

Levi moaned as he watched the drink roll down your body. He dove for you as his hunger for your body overtook his actions. He flattened his tongue against your stomach just above your belly button. He dragged his forked tongue up your body as he lapped up the drink. Your skin burned at his touch, his love, his dedication to his lover which was you.

He locked eyes with you and smiled. “I think I’d like to have my drinks like this from now on.”

You pushed your fingers into his hair and saw his pupils turn to slits. You smiled softly at him as you moved your touch to his horns. You pulled him closer and captured his lips. You moaned softly as he pushed his forked tongue into your mouth. You slowly rolled over and pressed him against the bed.

You straddled your lover as a delicate smile graced your lips. “You look good under me.” You knelt up and purred. You ran your hands over your body. You gasped when you felt something very hot tap against your bum. “What’s that?” You shifted and let Levi’s fully erect demon cock tap against his abs and stomach. “Hello, handsome.”

Levi ran his hands up and down your thighs sending a tingling warmth to shoot through your aching body. “I want to taste you.”

You sat on his cock and shivered at feeling the bumps against your lips and clit. You rolled your lips as you softly panted. “Levi. You’re incredible.”

Levi sat up and wrapped his arm around you. He yanked you roughly against him. He moaned as he gazed at your breast right in his face. He opened his mouth as his tongue lapped and twirled around your nipple making it peak in arousal. He looked up at you as his other hand massaged your plump behind. He smiled against your breast as he slowly massaged closer to your vagina. He opened his wings wind before slowly wrapping them around you both.

You massaged the base of Levi’s horn as you dragged your nails over his back. You looked up and were met with darkness. Levi’s wings had shut out all light. You couldn’t see anything, only feel and hear. You closed your eyes and panted as Levi’s fingers teased and played with your opening. Your body quivered with desire as your pussy craved to be filled up with his thick throbbing member. You had a strong appetite for Levi to ruin your body.  

You shivered as Levi teased your opening, his fingers getting coated in your slickness. You whined a little and tugged at Levi’s horn. He released your breast and turned his head just a little before attacking your other breast. He smiled against you as you whimpered a little. He sank his fingers into you slowly allowing him to marvel at how wet and hot you were for him. His eyes rolled back as he pressed his fingers against your silken walls as they fluttered around his elegant claw fingers.

Levi massaged your walls as his pointed ears twitched and listened closely to your moans. He chased your most pleasure-filled moans. He looked up at you, his demon eyes glowing subtly in the darkness. He read your body and knew exactly what he needed to do to your body. He pressed his fingers and rubbed making you cry out in ecstasy. He smiled against your breast as he kept his eyes on your pleasure-drunk face. He admired how beautiful you were. You were the greatest sin in the world and he adored it.

You moved your hips against Levi’s fingers and began riding them. You felt yourself drooling as you enjoyed how he moved against you. You wrapped your arms around Levi’s head and yanked him closer against your breast. Levi grunted at your actions but didn’t protest. Levi’s eyes rolled back as he felt himself melting against you. He pumped his fingers into you a little faster as his desire to feel you cum all over his hand took over. He craved the meal that was your blissful sin.

You tossed your head back as you felt a fire surge through your veins. You gasped as you became consumed with your sinful orgasm. Your eyes rolled back in your head as your body vibrated at your nerves popping away at your body drowning release. You cried out as you gave in to the pleasure and coated your lover’s fingers in your arousal.

Levi dragged his fingers from you and smiled at your whimper at losing his touch. “What a delight you are, my love.” He raised his finger and wrapped his tongue lovingly around them. He sucked every drop of your cum off them. He pulled his fingers from his lips and moaned at you. “Always delicious.”

You panted as your thighs shook. Your legs parted as you dropped and sat on Levi’s thighs. You whined at him. “It’s not fair.”

He opened his wings so you could gaze at each other. “What isn’t, my love?”

You blushed. “How good you are with your fingers and mouth.”

He cupped your face. “Oh, my love, if you only knew the things you did to me.”

You nibbled your lip as you gazed at Levi. You pushed your hands up his chest as his pupils went wide like a cat ready to pounce. “Can I ride you?”

“Yes, my love. You can do anything you want.”

You knelt up. “I will only do things that you want.”

He massaged your hips. “Oh, trust me, my love, I want this.” He held his erection for you. “I’m all yours.”

You looked down at the slightly pointed tip. You moved your hand down and parted your slit. You gulped hard as you thought everything over. You’d never taken a dick like this before. You’d had toys that were a little different, but this was a whole new thing. It was thick, had bumps, and a pointed tip and seemed to be hot. You noticed what looked like a slight knot. You hummed before slowly sinking down on him.

Levi gasped as your wet silken walls wrapped around him. He grunted as you softly clenched him and sank down on him. He locked eyes with you as he panted in bliss. “You feel so good.”

A shiver ran up your spine and into the back of your head. You kept going until you were sat fully on your lover. You felt slightly stretched by him. You placed your hand on your pelvis as your mind tried to process what you had inside you. Every little lump on his dick was a little pop of pleasure going through you. You shifted your legs and let out a little whimper when you felt the tip of his unique cock press your cervix just right.

You panted as your pussy and body went crazy for Levi. You nipped your finger and gazed at Levi. “You’re incredible.” You moaned at Levi. “You fit me perfectly like you were made for me. How is that possible?”

He hummed a little laugh as his claws gripped your butt cheeks. He dragged you close to his body. “Because I was made to love you, please you, adore you and worship you.” He smiled against your lips. “Why do you think my bed is where the altar should be? You’re my altar now.”

You blushed. “Levi.” You rocked your hips against Levi making you both softly moan. “I love you. I love you more than anything.”

Levi cupped your neck as his other hand remained on your plump behind. He grunted as you rocked a little faster against him. “That’s it, my little sinner, use my cock to give yourself pleasure.” He purred at you. “Look at you. You’re a Goddess.” He kissed your neck and jawline as he spoke against your skin. “Take all the orgasms you want. All I need is you and your love.”

You grabbed Levi’s horns and pulled his head back. You looked down at your man and moved as fast as your hips could go. You felt every inch of his bumpy thick cock inside you moving against your hot walls. Your legs ached a little before, but the pleasure that burned in your soul drove you to keep moving. You wanted to be consumed by the demon of pleasure that was Levi. You felt so sinful being with him like this and you were sure he was getting a great meal from you, but so were you. His dick moving inside you, pressing against your walls, rubbing you in just the right way made you lose sense of the world around you. You were lost in the moment. Lost in Levi.

Levi admired you as you moved on him. He gripped you a little harder as he enjoyed the delicacy that was you. You were filling him with pure pleasure and feeding him so perfectly. He bucked up a little against you and smirked a little at your little squeak of delight. He shifted his legs and lay back. He gripped your thighs and began pumping his cock up into you causing you to cry out in ecstasy. He adored how your body reacted so perfectly to his. He couldn’t wait to fuck you senseless for eternity.

You slipped and fell against your lover’s chest. You locked eyes with Levi as you whimpered in pleasure at how his cock rammed itself in and out of your hungry pussy. You dug your nails into his pecs as you panted and shivered above Levi. You crashed your lips against Levi’s and moaned at him as his forked tongue slipped into your mouth. Levi tangled his fingers into your hair as he gave you all his love and passion.

You released Levi’s lips. “Mm, Levi. Levi, I’m gonna cum.”

“Cum for me. Massage my cock. Take your pleasure from me.”

You nuzzled the crook of his neck as you whimpered. Your walls spasmed around Levi’s dick as your felt your coil snap. You bit Levi’s neck and moaned against his skin as you let your orgasm consume every cell in your body. You bucked against Levi as your body shook in pure delight. You shivered as you felt yourself melting in delight.

Levi rubbed your back as he stopped moving his hips. He rolled over onto you and smiled down at you. He stretched his wings out and hummed at you. “So beautiful.”

You blushed a little. “Levi.”

“Did that feel good?”

You nodded shyly. “Incredible. I’ve never…it…you…” Your cheeks burned. “You were just amazing.”

Levi pushed his arms up the bed allowing him to press his body against your own. He gripped his sheets and thanked his past self for buying demon-proof sheets. He purred at you as he grinded deep into you. He’d drag his cock out of you just a bit before he’d plunge back in. He covered your neck and face with kisses so you felt you were being showered in love. He smiled against you as he moaned your name.

You panted as your locked your legs around Levi. You grabbed one of his horns as your other hand clung to part of his wing that was connected to his back. You mewled at Levi as he moved against you. His pelvis rubbed your clit which stimulated your body and pleasure more. You gripped Levi tightly and just moaned to him. You lifted your hips and little and tried to meet his actions, but he has such a command over your body. You were like a work of art and Levi was the artist.

Levi tapped his forehead against yours as he moaned your name. “You feel so good. You’re a goddess. Your pussy is so hot and addictive.” He grunted as you clenched him. “I want to always be inside you, filling you, pleasing you until the end of time.” He moved a little faster as he panted. “You’re incredible.”

You moaned. “Levi. I love you. Your cock feels so good, it’s perfect. Mm, so thick inside me.” You locked eyes with Levi. “I can’t wait for you to fill me with your seed.”

Levi smiled at you. “What a naughty sinner you are wanting a demon’s seed. Well, I won’t deny you. I’ll drown your pussy in my cum. I’ll fill your tight hole all day and night long.”

You cried out as you felt your coil wind up so tightly. “Yes. I need it.”

“Tell me, my love.” He moaned as he enjoyed your cervix kissing his tip. “Who does your pussy belong to? Have you sinned and handed it to a demon?”

You choked on a moan. “It’s yours. It’s all yours.”

He smiled at you causing his canines to show. “What a good little sinner you are. So good for your demon lover.” He gripped the bed hard, shifted his legs and began pounding his thick cock into you. He grinned as you threw your head back and screamed in pleasure. “You like that? You like my cock like this in your sinful pussy?”

You gripped his wing hard. “Yes!” You arched your back as you felt like you were floating. “Oh, Gods!”

Levi leaned closer and whispered in your ear. “I’m your god now.”

You screamed in ecstasy as your orgasm ripped through your body. Your hearing went as your vision went spotty. You felt yourself going limp against the bed as you embraced the warmth of your blissful orgasm. “Levi!”

He slowed his hips and smiled softly at you. “Look at you. You are a joy to pleasure.”

You whimpered at Levi. “I feel delirious.”

Levi knelt up and looped your legs over his arms. “Embrace it, my love.” He lifted your hips and moved you into the mating press. He spread his wings as a ripple went through his wings. “Fuck, my goddess, you are intoxicating. Look at you.” He smiled at you. “You’re meant to be bred by me.” He growled at you. “My little demon lover.”

You cupped his face and panted. “That’s right, I’m meant for you. So, give me everything you have. Pour yourself deep into me.”

He pumped his cock in and out of you, the little lumps popping in and out of you and rubbing you in all the places your body was screaming for attention. His tip was pressing against your cervix opening and begged it to open and let it take his seed. He gazed at you with pure love and devotion in his eyes. He truly loved you with his whole heart and soul. He felt blessed to be like this with you. He adored everything that was you. He smiled as your moans echoed in his temple home which was now dedicated to worshipping you.

You looked down at your opening and felt yourself blushing at the sinful act you were taking part in with great pleasure. His thick member slammed in and out of you, each lump popping out of your pussy before popping back in. You whimpered when you saw at the base of his cock a swelling beginning as his pleasure took over and his desire to cum inside you drove him. You reached down between you and Levi and began moving your fingers on your plump clit.

You shivered and mewled in delight. “Levi. Your cock is perfection. I’m addicted to it, to you.” You locked eyes with Levi and smiled as you moaned. “I love you. I love you so much.”

He panted. “Ha, ha, mm, nngh.” He shivered causing a ripple to go through his feathers. He wrapped them around you as his demon eyes shined in the dark. He moaned your name in delight. “I love you too.” His brows furrowed. “Fuck, your pussy is holy.”

You yanked Levi down and crashed your lips against Levi’s. You hummed in pleasure as you felt his knot popping in and out of you. “Levi, cum inside me.” You clenched his cock as you moved your fingers a little faster. “Please. Knot me.”

Levi growled at you and pounded harder into you. The slapping of his hips against yours echoed in the temple home along with your moans and your wet pussy. Levi thought it was all music to his ears. He could see you were flustered by all the noises surrounding you both. He pressed his lips against your own and moved his tongue with yours. He moved more passionately with you as he chased your pleasure. He wanted you to cum again before he knotted you and filled you up.

You clenched your toes as you felt your coil tighten hard. You gripped Levi’s back as you kept moving your fingers against your clit. You wiggled a little under him as your body screamed in pleasure. You shivered as Levi pumped bliss into you. You inhaled deeply through your nose and felt the snap. You moaned into Levi’s kiss as your body and pussy spasmed in pure euphoria.

Levi pressed his knot fully into you and bucked a few times before he drained himself into you. He moaned in delight as he felt his hot seed enter you and fill you. He pulled from your lip and panted. “My love.”

You moaned at feeling how hot his cum was. “Ah! Levi.”

He opened his wings. “You feel that? You feel my cum inside you?”

You nodded shyly. “There’s so much. It’s so hot too. I love it.”

He released your legs and let you lie on the bed. He lay against you and covered your face in loving kisses. “I’m glad.”

You tangled your fingers in his hair and smiled softly at him. “You’re incredible.”

He played with your hair and sighed. “How are you, my love?”

“I’m perfect.”

“Nothing hurts?”

You shook your head and felt your body melt. “I’m great. I do need a drink though.”

Levi knelt up and looked at his knot. “Give me just a bit…” He winced a moment and pulled out of you before his knot was fully gone. “Nngh, shit.”

You blushed at the pop feeling and then a gushing of something out of you. “Ah! Am I peeing?”

Levi chuckled. “No, it’s just my cum seeping out of you. I’ll clean you and get you a drink.” He kissed you and smiled. “Stay here.”

You opened your legs and waited for Levi. You smiled as he wiped you clean before clicking his fingers and making fresh sheets appear and you to be dressed. You sat up and accepted your water from him. “Thank you.”

Levi wrapped his arms around you as he placed delicate loving kisses against your head. “You’re welcome.” He traced your necklace as you drank. “We’re getting this necklace to work hard, huh?”

You giggled at his comment. “You’re right.”

He took your empty glass and placed it on the side. “There anything else I can get you?”

You shook your head as you leaned into Levi’s arms. “I don’t need anything.”

“Are you sure?”

You gazed at Levi as a soft smile spread on your lips. “I’m perfect.”

He hummed in thought. “No, this won’t do.”

You giggled as he lifted you and lay you on your stomach on the bed. “Levi, what are you doing?”

He gently massaged your aching joints and sore muscles. “You need more care.”

You let out a long sigh. “You’re too kind.”

“I just want to take care of you, that’s all.”

You stretched and clicked your joints. “You take great care of me, my love.”

He kissed your back between your shoulder blades. “I’m glad you feel that way.”

“Always with you.” You rolled over and faced him. “Can we just cuddle in bed now?”

He lay on his side, dragged you against him and then pulled the covers up. “I’m all yours.”

You clung to Levi and hummed. “I think I’ll be happy here with you.”

“You mean it?”

You nodded as you gazed at Levi. “I do. This house is stunning and we can make it into a home, together.”

He smiled and kissed you as he let your loving word wash over him. “Yes. It’s our home.”

You sighed as you thought about the temple. “Not long now, huh? You thought about what you’re going to say to everyone as a goodbye?”

He shrugged in thought. “Don’t know. Maybe I’ll scare the shit out of Edith. I think I might show her I’m a demon, tell her to go fuck herself and then run off with you.”

“That sounds awesome.”

He smiled. “Yeah?”

You nodded. “You have my approval.”

“Wonderful.”  

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[caribbeanwifey19]

Priest Levi and Priest Nanami oneshots be having your girl in a chokehold. Like God forgive me that I have sin again. But if it’s for them I would sin all over again

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[lunaruprising]

In this link you can see the last eruri AU for the spooky season! ngl it was fun to do a personal challenge during October, but now I'm tired af, so I'm taking a small art break

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[animeficsworld]

The Ending We Deserve

Levi Ackerman x Reader

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Seeing him in a wheelchair made you knees weak.

Humanity’s Strongest Soldier, Levi Ackerman.

When you left the Survey Corps, Levi and you parted. After many years of working together.

He always assumed you got married, had children or died during an attack.

But you never did.

You never moved on. You always loved him.

And now that the war has ended and you rushed to find him.

You heard news that he died along with the others, you heard news that he survived but was terribly injured and you also heard that he went insane and was locked away.

He didn’t notice you, he was talking to a man while you watched from afar.

You debated during the last couple of days whether you should find him and now, you debated if you should even go up to him. Maybe that old wound should not be reopened.

You watched as the man left with his son and you knew, now or never. 

“Humanity’s strongest watching the sunset.” you said as you walked over to him, he turned and looked at you with a shocked expression. “Before you ask, no, I’m not a ghost.”

“Y/N… how?”

“Mikasa told me everything.”

“Everything?”

You simply nodded before you sat down in front of him on the bench.

“I thought I would never see you. I thought you got married or died.”

“I never got married. It was hard to find another dark midget with a terrible attitude.” he smiled, you knew that you were the only friend of his who was still alive. Actually, more than a friend. “I’m sorry, I got scared and I left. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologise, idiot. This way at least I didn’t lose you.” you laughed a little.

You looked at the skin as it turned orange and pink.

“I think you know this, but I have always loved you Levi. Ever since I left, every day, I spent worrying about everyone. But I mostly worried about you.”

“They are all gone.”

“Yes, but we are still here. Our lives shouldn’t stop because theirs did. I rent a room closeby, if you want… I can visit tomorrow.”

“Don’t leave. I have a house, stay there with me.” he offered and you could never say no.

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Almost a year passed since you decided to go back to Levi.

Almost a year since you two found each other and fell back into the same comfortable partnership that you two had years ago.

And almost a month since you two got married.

The wedding was in a small chapel with no one there. Only you two and a priest.

And it was enough. It was more than enough.

Now, with a simple gold band on both of your fingers, you decided to cook lunch, Levi was outside sitting on the bench, watching as the children of the neighbourhood played. 

You heard him enter the room just as you finished with the food.

“Lunch’s ready.” you said and you felt a pair of arms around you, your back met his chest as he put his head into your neck. You stayed like that, allowing him to have his time.

“I want one.” he said in a low voice, you almost didn’t hear him.

“Lunch? I just made some we can eat-”

“No.” you were confused. What could he mean? You tried to think but you couldn’t realize what he meant.

“W-What do you mean? Tea?” you asked after a few minutes.

“A child.” 

Now, that hit you like a cold shower. No, it was more like hitting a wall while going full speed.

“You what? You want a baby?”

“Yes.” his answer was simple. 

“I didn’t know you would… I couldn’t imagine that you would want a baby.” He pulled back and you turned around, you looked into his eyes.

“Sorry, I didn’t think it through. I guess you don’t want to and its okay.”

“It’s not that.” you said quickly before he could move away from you, you put your hand on his chest, holding him there. “I just never could have imagined that you would want one. B-but I think we can. If you really want to. I would love to have a child with you, Levi.” you smiled at him as he placed his forehead against yours.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.” you said.

Who could have thought all those years ago that you would have such a happy ending?

Who could have thought that you will have the ending both of you deserved?

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[thecuriousquest]

Can I request a yandere Levi who got into an arranged marriage with reader.

Context: It was for some political benefit as he was a military Captain and she was from a noble family. He was opposed to it at first because he thought since she is a noble she would be very bratty, arrogant and narcissistic, but when he met her he was surprised to see that she was really shy, sweet and soft spoken. It ignited something dark within him.

Main scenario (NSFW): They get married. It's their wedding night and they're in his room when he non-cons her.

The Captain and the Duchess

Yandere Levi x Fem!Reader

Tag List: @issamomma

Warnings: Yandere themes, NSFW, rape, hair pulling, crying kink, violent threats, spousal abuse, virginity loss, arranged marriage

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Him being humanity’s best soldier and a high ranking captain, Levi Ackerman is now standing before you, a duchess, as you exchange vows.

You don’t know him. You never met him until this very moment. All your handmaids could relay was vague information about him.

“He’s a captain. His name is Levi Ackerman.”

You wanted to know more than just general things about the man. You wanted to know what he looked like, sounded like. The mystery ate at your stomach until this very moment.

Now, looking into his stone gray eyes, you feel intimidated as you recite your vows to him. Timidly, you find yourself stumbling through the words, a promise for the rest of your life together.

“I do” the words come out of your mouth barely above a whisper.

Looking down, you miss the quirking of his eyebrow.

“You may now kiss the bride,” the priest tells your husband.

Since you can’t bring yourself to lift your jaw up to look at him, he does the task for you. He tilts your chin up gently and narrows his eyes at you. His gaze is almost predatory, animalistic. With the seal of a kiss, a new chapter of your life begins.

———

You find that he isn’t a man of many words at first. The two of you sit in the bedroom of his house. You have a seat on the bed while he sits down on a settee with a teacup in hand.

“Levi?”

He gives you a lingering gaze as he finishes sipping the calming tea. “That’s the first thing I’ve heard you say since our vows. What is it?”

Looking down, you fiddle with your hands in your lap. “I don’t really know you. Nobody would tell me anything about you.”

He thinks this is why you must be so reserved and hesitant to speak. It intrigues him. It’s as if you’re a puzzle yet to be solved.

“What would you like to know?” He questions you as he crosses one leg over his knee.

“Did you have any say in our marriage?”

He gives you a curt nod. “I could have rejected you. Erwin said it would be better to keep the peace between our countries if I put my own wants aside. It’s funny. Your portrait made you look like some haughty brat. I thought I wouldn’t be able to stand you. Even your name makes you sound arrogant. Y/N L/N.”

Warmth muddles your chest as you glare at the floor. Growing a tad bit hot, you cross your arms, wishing you had something to wear right now other than your ornate wedding dress.

“However, I can’t help but be attracted to what I’m seeing.” His eyes move to the heart of your dress’s corset before resting on your lovely face. “You’re not at all what I thought you’d be.”

Risking a look at him, your eyes find his, and you manage to keep eye contact this time. “And what’s that?”

“You’re reserved. You sound so meek. You can barely look at me even though we shared a kiss just hours ago.”

Standing up and setting his cup down, he walks over to you. “You’re not at all the bitch I thought I’d have to spend the rest of my life with.”

The captain places his hands on your waist and stands in between your legs.

“Look at you. You still can’t hold eye contact with me.”

He brushes your lips, intending on kissing you. However, you turn your head. With him in your personal space, everything feels like it’s moving too fast. You never met this man in the months that the wedding was being planned. All of a sudden, you’re thrown into a white dress and forced to walk down the isle with your father. You don’t know Levi Ackerman at all, and you feel as though oxygen is limited.

Placing your hands on his chest, you try to create some space. “I would really like to talk with you for a bit longer.”

You hate upsetting people, but you feel as though something isn’t right.

In an instant, his hand snakes up the back of your neck, clutching your H/C locks at the nape. Your head snaps in the direction he pulls you in, and he begins kissing your neck passionately.

“L-Levi, please! This isn’t decent!” It’s the first time you have yelled in a long while, but you need him to listen to you. “I don’t think I’m ready for this. Please?”

“I’ve been faithful. I haven’t slept with anyone in months. Do you know what that does to someone who has a stressful job like me?” His grip on your hair becomes more secure. “You’re more than I thought you’d be, and now that you’re mine, you’re going to be a good little wife and take every inch of your husband’s dick.”

Your howls echo through the rooms, pleads and demands falling on deaf ears. He wrestles you onto your stomach, and though you put up quite the fight, his grappling skills outweigh yours. Panting, he rucks the hem of your skirts up to your waist. Levi rips your shear white tights in a beastly manner.

You hear him spit on something before his warm and wet hand rubs your terrified cunt. This can’t be happening. It’s your wedding night, but it feels like a fever induced nightmare.

Levi wastes no time in violating you.

“This virgin pussy was worth the wait,” he moans as he forces himself inside of you.

It’s too much. All of it is too much. Your screams only become louder. Tired of hearing you, he clutches the back of your messy locks and shoves your face into the duvet.

Your makeup smears all over the white covers, but that is the farthest thing from your mind at the moment. With one hand gripping your mane and the other on your lower back, you’re forced into an arched position, giving him the ability to feel your tight walls even better.

“Keep crying like that. You’re only making me harder.”

He propels himself deeper inside of you, enjoying his property.

The amount of pain you’re suffering doesn’t even click in his mind. There is a vast difference between his pleasure and your misery, and he’s unaware that this is actually hurting you.

He tells himself you’re only acting this way because you’re too shy, but he’ll help you overcome it. You will have to learn how to pleasure him in the future so that he doesn’t always have to take you from the back, not that he minds.

“Stop!” you release a bloodcurdling scream into the mattress, but he pays you no attention.

He simply presses your head further into the comforter, making sure to muffle your cries as much as he can.

———

When he unhands your hair, you find yourself gasping for air as you pick your head up. Your sex, leaking with Levi’s hot seed, aches tremendously. Sticking your hand down there out of morbid curiosity, you withdraw your hand from your pink slit and look at the discolored sperm as it mixes with your virginal blood.

Lowering your trembling hand, you look at your husband, your rapist, with a quivering lip.

“You…”

As he unbuttons his cufflinks, he casts a glance at you.

His smirk is so punchable.

“Yes, Darling?”

You rise from the bed and rush at him, fists clenched in righteous fury. You prepare to strike him.

Ultimately, you find yourself held in his strong embrace with your back to his chest. You attempt to hit his nose with the back of your skull, but all he has to do is shift his head only slightly to avoid contact.

He lets you wail and curse until rage no longer fills your lungs. You dangle in his arms, and he’s enough of a gentleman to put you down on the bed instead of dropping you on the floor like he wants to.

Grabbing your jaw, he forces your tired eyes to look at him.

“If you ever try to attack me again, I will beat you within an inch of your life, wait for you to heal, and then do it all over again. Do you understand me, Wife?”

Sniffling, you wipe the snot and tears from your face. “Yes, I understand.”

“Yes, I understand, Husband,” he corrects you.

It’s the last thing you want to call him, but out of fear, you take his correction. “I understand…Husband.”

The captain lets go of your chin and caresses your cheek with the backs of his fingers. “Good. Your life is only as hard as you make it. If you obey me, it won’t be that difficult.”

He removes your dress as you lie on the bed, trepidation coursing through your veins as a vile feeling settles into your stomach.

“One more round should satisfy me, then we can get some sleep.”

With tears rolling from the corners of your eyes, all you can say is, “Yes, Husband.”

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[ OCTOBER 1ST ] DUMBIFICATION - LEVI ACKERMAN x fem! reader (priest au)

synopsis ; you go to confess your sins at a confessional. all your dirty, dark secrets and thoughts. father, on the opposite side, is hearing every last word. dripping with hunger, passion and plea for fucking. wc; 4k

warnings; mdni, smut 18+, heavy smut, dumbification, religious themes, peccatophilia, masturbation (male & female), nicknames (most used are father and my child), dirty talk, handjob, oral sex (m!recieving), money shot, medium sized or big boobs (kinda self-indulged), boob play, spit play, bit of exhibitionism, bondage, beta read!

note; hello guys! this is my first every kinktober, i've always wanted to do this so i'm really excited to show this to you guys! i know it's quite long but i worked rlly hard on this! also i don't know much about religion stuff like this so don't kill me. and yes i know this propt is popular on tiktok i did get it from there.

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you sat there, promptly defeated on a bench. waiting for the hour to strike 12 in the afternoon. 

“12 is when I will go. I promise, God.” you bit your lip as you passed crumb after crumb of bread, mindlessly throwing each weightless piece of toast onto the floor for the birds that chirped by. 

you hated yourself. you loathed who you were. you felt disgusting, vile, unclean. why would you touch yourself that way? you dreamt about men. the way they looked and smelled, how it would feel for them to touch you in all the wrong places. wrong in the eyes of the church but right in yours. 

“no!” you shook yourself, free from those thoughts. “i don’t, i can’t.” you couldn’t help yourself. the need was greater than wants and thoughts. it was shadowing your mind and using you like a puppet with a master, you were following its very strings of sin. 

you had to take control. take the matter by the horns and burn out the burning flame that lit inside you once and for all. 

the church’s bells rang. it was many stories high and it was built of brick. there was a cross big enough for everyone to see. 

with each step you took the more you grew hotter, sweating with nerves. you would have to come to terms with your condition. you would have to tell father the truth. it was embarrassing but it is what needed to happen. 

as you opened the heavy doors of the church you saw that not many people were there today. that gave you some relief. 

in the distance you saw the priest, father levi. he was reading the bible with some other men, perhaps giving them a voice of wisdom as well. 

“poor thing,” you thought to yourself as you saw his eye. due to the accident he had a big scar on his face. you chuckled to yourself as you remembered your friend’s words about father levi. she always said he was fuckable and sexy. you couldn't deny, for being a priest he sure was sublime. 

you inched closer, waiting for him to be finished with his conversation. 

“um, father levi.” you inched closer, saying in just above a whisper. 

levi sent the men away and held your shoulder in a loving manner, smiling. he was carrying a rosary laced around his fingers and hands. 

“yes my child, what can i do for you?”

“i must confess.” you twiddled with your thumbs. 

“oh, of course. right this way.” he led you to a confessional. there you leaned against the wood while he went to the opposite side in the dim light. due to the little holes in the pattern design of the wood you could still make out his face and sharp jaw. 

your heart was pounding and all you could smell was him. he smelled of a wood smell. very masculine. 

you looked around you and noticed it was just you and levi. of course it was that way, confessionals were deemed secret and the information should be kept private. very good. 

“please my daughter, state your name. what seems to be weighing you down?”

“oh, yes. my name is y/n i-”

“beautiful name,” he interrupted. 

your eyes widened and you could make out his light smile turning more down to him playing with the beads of the rosary. his eyes glossing over each piece of jewel. 

“thank you. anyways, i have been having thoughts.”

“thoughts?” he asked again, sitting up more this time and having his ear pressed closer to your side. 

“yes, thoughts. sinful thoughts.”

“please, explain these thoughts to me in full detail. be very specific.” in that moment he changed. his eyes became slits and his smile was now a smirk, thumb rubbing his chin in thought. “i’m listening little one.”

“yes, right. so the thoughts are dirty thoughts. it’s about men and how i feel about them.”

“go on,” his voice was deep.

you sighed, he probably thought you were a monster. “i dream almost every night about men having sex with me. i dream about them touching me, down there,” you inhale, “about them pounding inside me that i can’t even scream anymore. them licking my nipples to down on my clit, flicking it back and forth, taking me right then and there. then their slithering tongues go deep inside me, entering in and out without any questions asked. i dream about their cocks going inside me, how their cum would glisten on the outside and peak up from excitement. how their veins would look. god it looks so delicious i want to put my whole mouth around it. i want to lick it up and down and never stop, i want to suck it and drink his milk whole, not letting a drop be wasted. i want him inside me, pounding inside me nonstop. i want it on my bed, on the table, in the bath, everywhere, even in church! i want him to slap me, choke me, whatever he wants but just don’t stop. i am filled with this desire, this unstoppable passion. when i think of this i then go and touch myself.”

levi nodded. his eyes that were on his rosary finally looked at you and you realized that the whole speech you gave his eyes were looking into your eyes. deep in your eyes. you felt embarrassed. “i know i should be ashamed.” you brushed him away, bashful.

“no, these are the thoughts of us imperfect humans. even myself, i get that way.”

“you do?”

levi nodded, “yes my love. i desire the touch of a woman too.”

“i thought you were perfect.”

“nobody is perfect except God, little one. we are all just sinners waiting to become devils.”

the air was quiet, “i’m sorry you feel that way sometimes. i know with you, you can never marry nor have relations. that must be difficult.”

he just chuckled, licking his lips. “enough about me. tell me more. remember i said be specific. tell me, what do you do when you touch yourself?”

the air felt different this time. “well,” you started. you didn’t know why but your hands were starting to trail lower. “i go to my room and lock my door. when i lay down on my bed, i discard my panties and open my legs wide. so wide i can feel the cool air go and make me sensitive.”

“go on,” he ordered. you heard him unzip something and the sound of skin slapping. was he? “yes, what else.”

“i imagine what i told you, yes. as i think about those thoughts my hand goes to my nipples. playing and flicking them. i even wet my fingers to wet the bud. it gets hard and makes me feel so good but i need more.” 

“yes,” levi moaned out.

“yes,” you groaned too as your hands were traveling to your panties at this exact moment. you pulled your panties to the side and were playing with your clit, massaging the bundle of nerves back and forth and in circles. your legs were starting to shake. 

“i then lick my fingers again, getting them nice and wet and start to go further down. i go open up my folds and play with my clit. i flick it slowly at first then hard back and forth. it feels like a delicious fire burning sensation building up within me. like a dam waiting to be broken. and once it is all wet and gushing with need, i then stick my finger inside.” in that moment you did exactly that. you stuck a finger inside and pushed it back and forward.

“i finger myself steady at first, then i add more fingers and go faster and faster. my end is spilling everything and it is gushing all over my sheets. the dam has been broken and now the floodgates part.” 

you could hear levi stifle a groan as his hands were moving up and down his shaft. you peeked through the confessional and could see his legs wide with his thick cock. his hands wrapped around it moving up and down. while you were standing, knees together with a finger inside you. 

you heard levi getting wetter and wetter. it was slick. you were practically drooling seeing father levi like this and in shock. shocked because you thought he was a man of faith. you never thought you would be doing this of all days. levi grunted, “i have seen you before, my little one. i have noticed the way you walk, talk, how engaged you are in the lord. how you beg for mercy. how you get on your knees. the way you smell,” you heard the priest inhale and exhale. “god forgive me for what i am about to do,” he told himself rather than you. “i couldn’t get you out of my mind, lord help me. you possessed my inner spirit, haunting me to be controlled by the devil himself and god do i try, did i try.”

“wh-what are you saying?” your mouth was shaped into an o. surprised to hear his inner thoughts. “you noticed me?”

“no matter what i did. what i do. i ask god to stop making me have these thoughts. the thoughts to ravage you like a wild beast.” levi practically growled. 

you could tell in the dim light the priest fell to his knees. 

“father god, please help me for i am about to sin. please excuse me for you have put a siren in my path. i must taste her, feel her. i don’t know any other way. why must you torment me? there is no other way, i must have her, she is mine. please god forgive me.”

what was he about to do?

all of a sudden, the window to the confessional opened up, “my child, you have done wrong. i must be able to extinguish the fire within you. i am the only one who can.” 

you could make out his handsome features. his eye was scarred and only made him more attractive. maybe he was right. it’s not that you needed him to take out the fire within you, you wanted him to, more than anything.

“yes, i’ll do whatever you say father.” you looked up at him, innocently.

“good, my beautiful angel,” his fingers caressed your chin. you noticed him inhaling your scent, eyes rolling back. his face inched close so that his lips were now on top of yours. it was sweet at first, kisses upon kisses. then he deepened the kiss, mouth getting wider for each open mouthed kiss. it was like war, a war against god and the devil. two imperfect people. levi grabbed the back of your head to get closer to your lips. teeth gnashing, tongue diving, you felt your head spinning. you grabbed onto his cloak to become steady. you knew he must have done this before. passion overwhelmed you both, it became embers in your soul. the kiss was your high, making you loopy and pleading for him to fuck you already. 

“i need you.” your eyes begged.

he helped you to get on your knees and you heard a zip of his pants. he stuck out his cock, right in front of your face, through the confessional window. 

“go ahead, beautiful, touch it.” it was limp but still a good size. the color, the thickness, it all made you want to touch it, lick it, worship it. 

you wrapped your hands around his shaft and started doing motions up and down. his cock was getting stiffer by the minute and even precum was dribbled at the tip. 

without even to levi’s knowledge you dipped your lips to the precum and licked that delicious cream. at that moment you knew who’s side you were on and it didn’t matter if you were thrown into the fiery pits of hell, you would go with open arms for this cock. 

levi’s eyes widened at your action and hummed. “fuck, that feels good, keep doing that.”

you nodded. you squeezed tighter around his dick and spat on it to lube it up. 

levi moaned, seeing your flushed self on your knees for him. here you were all for him. eyes looking up between thick lashes as you never broke eye contact, neither did he. 

you started to lick his hole, flickering your tongue. he groaned and grunted, hands placed on your head. 

you smirked as your tongue dragged slowly from his balls to his tip. 

“fuck me,” he breathed out, lightly grinding his hips. 

you started at his pubes and skin above his groin and noticed veins there like muscle. that made you want to fuck him harder. you were so turned on. 

you continued licking while also giving him a handjob. his brow was furrowed and creating a bit of sweat above the brow. 

you delved back and gently teased his ball sack, wanting to feel every inch of him. 

“holy god, good job my child.”

your left hand slowly delved lower on yourself. you collected his seed from his cock and wanted it mixed with your juices. you went lower and lower and finally reached your pussy. you fingered yourself 2 fingers. mixing both fluids. it made you hitch a breath.

your mouth all of sudden opened wide and wrapped fully around levi’s erect cock. it was glorious. levi couldn’t get enough. seeing you fully wrapped around him, your mouth full of his cock, it made him want to thank god that you were born. 

he couldn’t control the urge any longer and became the devil himself. 

“just like that,” he grabbed the back of your head and made you choke and gag on his shaft. you gurgled his cum, it all laying at the base of his dick. 

you started gurgling as levi was relentless. 

“hmmm, you taste so fuckin good.” you praised him. “please give me your dick, please. i need it.”

“you like begging? you dumb, inoccent child. you want to be begged to be fucked?”

you nodded and whined, “please-”

you were cut off by levi lifting his leg against the ledge and pistoning his hip. his dick was fucking your mouth. he used you as a hole.

“that’s it, wider love. take me all in, good girl.”

your eyes were starting to cross from how delicious he was and big, “so wide…” tears pooled in your eyes. your eyebrows becoming downturned in innocence and submissiveness. “i give myself to you father.”

“good girl,” he went so far that your nose met with his dark pubes. he stayed there for a minute, loving the way you gagged. “that’s it.”

you had to control your breathing and breathe through your nose. 

he exited out of you and you found your breath again, heaving. your fingers entered inside you at a faster pace. your squelching was becoming louder. 

“shit,” levi uttered as he started to jack himself off. “open.”

it was an order. you found your g-spot and pumped your fingers inside you as if your life depended on it. you opened your mouth wide and there levi cummed inside your mouth. it was a lot. heavy white loads dripping inside your cavity. 

“swallow,” he whispered, bending over to your face, biting your ear and licking your neck.

you gulped it all down and held your mouth open, already wanting more. your tongue was seeped out, your mouth used. you stood there stupid silly, pussy dripping but not reached an orgasm yet. 

“look at you, almost looking like a whore.” he grabbed your chin, licking it, sucking your lips wanting to taste himself. he bit your neck. 

“but, what about me?”

“come this way, child. i must purify you, in front of the lord. 

it was the auditorium room. the area where prayers and lectures were given. where the bible was read and god was at. 

it was the room where the priest was going to fuck you. 

inside were many booths. a stage and behind the stage was a colored stained glass of the cross. 

levi led you up the stage and you noticed how magical it was. 

“confess your sins, child.”

you went on your knees in front of him. eyes switching from his eyes to his bulge, it was already growing again. 

“i confess i want to fuck.” you clasp your hands together, god as your witness in front of the cross. the multi colored rainbow light danced on your face, lighting your eyes, giving you a halo effect. levi knew at that moment you were no human. no you were an angel in disguise, placed on this wretched earth. so for that, fucking you sensless was no sin it was a blessing. 

“who do you want to fuck?” levi inched closer, hands carressing your face. 

“you, father.” your lips pushed out, only 2 words. 

“i know you do not lie. i shall purify you with holy water to take your sins away.” 

levi grabbed some holy water and doused a bit on your head. it dripped down to your dress, tightening the fabric and hardening your nipples. levi’s breath hitched and you opened your eyes to see his eyes peeled to your nipples. your white dress was becoming sheer and the color of your areola showed through. your dress was sticking to your skin. 

“god,” levi bit his fist. 

you got some holy water and pushed it around your tits. the sound of the water and fabric making squelching sounds and your boobs jiggled and swished like waves. bouncing with each massage you gave them. 

you looked ahead of you, right in front of your eyes levi’s bulge getting bigger, his trousers getting tighter. his eyes never left your breasts, in fact he didn’t even blink, he never wanted to look away. 

“in the name of the son,” he poured water. “father,” he poured more on your head, “and holy spirit.” he put the cup near his lips, took a sip and stepped closer to you. he opened your mouth, his thumb pressing on top of your tongue. your head went back as levi spat the holy water in your mouth. you took it all in your wide mouth. levi dripped his drool inside, wanting you to have every piece of him. he spat in your mouth and you licked it all in, licking your lips. 

“fuck me,” levi growled as he picked you up. your body laying against over his shoulders and he dropped you onto a table for all the priests and holy people. it was in front of the cross, right against it. jesus was staring right at you. with disgust or pity or passion you didn’t know but in that moment you didn’t care, he was a figment of your imagination in that split second. 

levi laid your back against the wood table. boobs bouncing with each movement. 

“i can’t take this torture anymore. i must have that pussy.” he pounded the table, creating a loud thunder in the room.

“what if someone were to come in?”

levi kissed the side of your face, inhaled your scent and started peeling your dress off your shoulders, “let them. let them see me fucking an angel of god.”

you groaned as levi took both your hands and lifted them up like if you were on a stake. hands bound together he wrapped his rosary around your hands. you were cuffed. they were tight around your wrist. “you are all mine. and i’m going to fuck you until you can see heaven.” he promised.

you held your legs tightly together, already wet. levi licked his lips and slipped your dress showing your breasts. they popped out and were displayed in the cool air. levi breathed against the nipples and gently tickled them. they peaked out and levi rolled the bud in between his finger and thumb.

“beautiful, like a saint. like an idol to worship.” he continued playing with them, entranced. his mouth then dove in, eating them like a beast. his tongue flicked against them, moaning loud, as if holding something in for a long time. he hummed as his lips wrapped around one then the other, licking them and slobbering on them. 

you jerked back and forth, groaning. hips thrusting to feel some sort of friction against your cunt. you couldn’t touch yourself or him because they were held back by a rosary. “god, levi i need you.”

“patience is one of the fruits of the spirit my dear. patience.” he smiled. he tickled your nipples for the last time. 

he grabbed your white dress, needing you now and ripped the material. ripped it right in the middle as it pooled around your ankles. he swiftly flung it away and there you laid for him, like a meal. like jesus last meal. your breasts were perked up and your legs were held together, shy. 

“let me see, baby.” he groaned, his voice deep as he parted your legs with his leg. “open wide for me so i can see heaven’s gate.” 

you looked to the side and opened up your legs as wide as you could go. 

levi exhaled. there in front of him was the impossible. it was the forbidden fruit. you were the forbidden fruit. your juicy pussy was glistening wet. your folds only being held together by slick, sticking cream. you closed it in and out. your clit was swollen and looked delicious to levi. 

levi knelt to your opening and sniffed your cunt. “ripe and ready.” he grabbed more holy water and spat some of it on your sensitive pussy. 

you moaned as levi took off his clothes, leaving him naked. “i’m going to make you feel so good.” he huskily said. 

his tip tapped your cunt, ready for entrance and slowly he dipped inside you. inch by inch his cock filled you up. 

“oh my god!” you shouted, already shaking from being filled up. it felt like heaven. his cock felt like salvation. “right there.”

levi couldn’t help it any longer. he didn’t go slow paced like a normal person would. no he needed you. the passion. the thoughts and prayers. the long nights filled with unholy visions. “god forgive me.” he held your hands steady and in a moment started pulling in and out of you. pistoning in and out. your mouth was wide open, eyes crossed as his cock dragged itself.

levi was fucking you like a wild animal. needing to feel your tightness and you needing to feel full.

you tried to hold in your cries but you couldn’t. your head hung back in a loud moan. tears were pooling around your eyes. levi was fucking you silly. you couldn't remember a single thing and didn’t want to feel anything else except this feeling. feeling stuffed. 

“levi, fuck.” you bounced up and down, breasts clapping from each hump he pounded inside you. cum was dripping down between your ass. 

drool was slipping from the side of your mouth. you were a gurgling mess and the tears mixed with your spit. 

“right there. do you like how this feels, you dirty girl? would god be pleased with how much you beg for this cock. baptized in my cum?”

you gave a goofy smile, feeling your pussy tighten around his cock. “right there please. please please!” you begged. you could feel his cock tapping your g-spot. 

“you like this? right there? how good does it feel? how many times have you wanted this?”

“all my life! everyday!” your eyes rolled to the back of your head. 

“you would worship this cock wouldn't you?”

you nodded as levi went even faster and further. cum collecting at the base of his cock. the noise from his cock drenched in your pussy, squelching as it echoed. 

you looked to your side to see jesus and all of the eyes of the angels on you. it made you get even more turned on. 

“levi, i’m gonna cum!”

levi hunched over you and brought your left nipple in his mouth and he pounded inside you relentlessly. over and over, nonstop. you tried to scream but you couldn’t. your scream was clouded and silent except for the veins protruding from your neck. 

1,2,1,2,1,2,1,2, thats how the pace went. back and forth, in and out. 

“oh my god,” you cried. levi’s hips went closer to your groin. skin to skin. 

“right there,” you held him against you, milking him for all what he was worth. finally, you came, crying and whining. levi did too at that moment. his cum erupting like the red sea. 

he humped a little to make sure you got all his seed.  

it dripped inside you. your legs were shaking and you bit your lip in satisfaction, drool seeping out the side of your mouth. 

“you dumb little whore,” levi chuckled darkly as he kissed you again. breathing harshly in your ear. “we shall keep doing this over and over in hell.”

you kissed back and bit levi’s lips, “well in that case it won’t be so much like hell, it’ll be more like heaven.”

taglist: @sailewhoremoon, @luvkun4, @neonlavander, @moonbabysstuff, @smellsliketequila, @auds-dal19

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[lucifers-nipple-piercing]

𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖋𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖆𝖑 | 𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘𝖙!𝖑𝖊𝖛𝖎 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗

priest!Levi x fem!religious!reader smut

i have not been able to get this idea out of my head. will probably be two parts. sorry if it's not entirely accurate! I was raised christian but not catholic

cw: non-con/coercion, sacrilegious, Catholicism, mild age-gap, corruption, virginity kink kinda, 18+ only!!

Levi's grip on his Bible tightened as he saw you walk through the church doors, greeting Father Smith with a smile. You were dressed modestly, but your dress hung snugly around your breasts and ass. He watched the way they moved with your steps as you walked down the aisle.

Levi caught his shameful thoughts, mumbling a quick prayer for forgiveness. He opened his Bible to a random page, pretending to focus on it.

It had been like this for nearly a month. You were new to the area and had quickly become a valued member of the church. You were always there--volunteering, annotating your Bible, praying. Such dedication was rare, much more so among younger people. But you had been brought up by strict, Catholic parents. You were sheltered. The Church was all you knew.

Levi suspected you'd eventually stray from your devout loyalty as you got used to being on your own and began socializing with people other than your church friends. The young priest prayed for this day. Others might be fooled by the sweet front you put on, but he knew what you were. Temptation. Sin. The Devil.

He had been a Christian for his entire life. Enough to devote his life to Christ ten years ago. He had never had much of an interest in love and sex, so the sacrifice of a celibate's life had never bothered him. Until now.

Watching the way your pretty dresses hugged your form, the way you smiled softly when you caught his eye... everything about you made his faith waiver and his cock twitch.

"Father Ackerman?"

Levi snapped back to reality, looking up to see you smiling politely.

He cleared his throat. "Good morning, y/n."

"Good morning!" you chirped, "I picked up some wine for communion, where should I leave the bottles?"

Levi resisted the urge to glance down at your cleavage. "You can stick it in the storage closet by the organ."

"Okay! I'll go--Oh!" your gaze fixed on his feet, "Father, your shoe is untied."

Before Levi could respond, you had dropped to the floor and started tying the laces.

Levi's jaw clenched, his mind running wild with the idea of you on your knees. How badly he wished you'd just look up with those big, innocent eyes and undo his pants, wrapping your hand around his--

"There!" You looked up, smiling, then blushed. "Sorry," you stood "I hope I didn't weird you out... I wasn't really thinking..." you laughed awkwardly.

"No, it's--" Levi's voice came out gravely and he quickly coughed, "it's fine."

"Okay! Well, I should get busy. Have a good day!" You beamed, turning to carry on with your chores.

"Yeah," Levi glanced down at his pants, thankful he had chosen tight boxers today. "You too."

....

"I'll lock up."

"You sure? I really don't mind." Erin looked up from his papers.

"Yeah. You stayed late yesterday."

He chuckled. "Well... Don't have to tell me twice."

Levi watched, silent, as the man finished his work and packed up, bidding him a good night.

Left to his own, he made his way to the sanctuary. It was a beautiful building and he took a moment to appreciate the tall, stained-glass windows and ornate pillars. He stopped in front of the alter, staring up at the large window depicting the crucifixion. He slowly sunk to his knees, suddenly aware of all the holy figures staring down at him.

"Father..." Levi started, "I fear I am falling victim to temptation. Even now, as I pray, lustful thoughts of her fill my mind." He takes a few deep breaths.

"I pray that you will give me strength during this, and help me to lead the righteous path. Please Father, protect me from sin and the temptations of Lucifer."

...

Levi watched through the ornate screen as the old woman walked away. This was the fifth time she had come to ask forgiveness for watching reality TV. He still wasn't sure exactly how that was a sin, but she seemed adamant it was and his attempts to reassure her had done nothing.

He glanced at his watch in the dim light. He had less than an hour left. If he was lucky, no one else would come in. He had never enjoyed taking confessions. He had met quite a few people who enjoyed being in the know of all the church drama, but he couldn't care less.

There was an echoing click as the heavy doors of the cathedral swung open, the sound of pouring rain growing louder then fading again. The click-clack of heels on marble signaled the woman approaching the confessional box. A shadow covered the window, then a nervous voice spoke.

"Bless me Father, for I have sinned."

Levi's pulse quickened as the familiar sound of your voice broke the silence.

"My last confession was, um, a year ago. I..." There was a long pause.

Levi sat in anticipation, wondering what sins such a sweet, pure girl could have.

"I've been having sinful thoughts. I've tried to ignore them. I've been praying constantly but... last night I... I gave in."

The priest adjusted his pants, his mind running wild. "What was it you gave into?"

There was a long silence. "I um... I'm sorry... it's shameful to talk about. I touched myself," you murmured.

Levi had to hold back a groan at the thought. The sweet angel adored by the church, God's obedient little girl, splayed out on her bed as she fingered herself for the first time.

"I see..." Levi swallowed, palming himself through his slacks. "Can you elaborate so I can better understand?"

"Elaborate?" Your voice wavered.

"I must better understand your sin to offer an appropriate pension."

"Of course.... Um, well, I've had sexual urges for a while but they've been getting worse recently... I've been less resilient. Last night I was reading a novel and I got to a sex scene. I usually skip past them, I always have, but I got curious this time and I read it. It was very inappropriate; so... rough and violent but..."

"But what?"

"I liked it."

Levi gritted his teeth, partly in arousal and partly in pain from his erection. "What about it did you like?" He slowly unzipped his pants, pulling his throbbing cock out. He had masturbated before, but it had been quite some time; he had to hold back a groan as his hand wrapped around his shaft.

"I had always thought of sex as something gentle and quick. Everything I have learned has taught me it is more for than man's enjoyment than for the woman's, but that wasn't the case here at all." You paused, seeming to think for a moment, "The male character focused on the woman, he did things to pleasure her before he penetrated her."

Levi hummed in acknowledgment, eyes fluttering closed as he stroked himself to her voice.

"And when they did start having penetrative sex, he was... violent! He was choking her and hitting her and I was thinking to myself how horrible it was but I..."

"You what?"

You shifted in your seat, trying to push down the knot in your stomach. "I could feel my... I could feel a burning between my legs."

Levi slowed his strokes enough for his voice to come out even "And what did you do?"

"I put the book down and I just laid there... Imagining the scene in my head, imagining myself as the woman. Could I really enjoy something so mean and painful? I think part of me doing what I did was to see if I really was attracted to those things... I was just rubbing my thighs together at first but I was just so curious what it would feel like and I couldn't resist reaching down there and..."

"What did you do, y/n?"

You blushed, fiddling with the hem of your skirt. "I started rubbing myself and--and I found my um... my entrance and pushed my fingers in and started m-moving them."

Levi audibly groaned, furiously pumping his cock. It was taking all of his willpower not to break through the thin wooden panel and fuck you against a pew. He wondered what soft and sweet sounds you'd make as your innocence was taken from you.

The thought pushed him over the edge, and he gritted his teeth as cum shot out onto his hand and pants

"Father?"

Levi struggled to catch his breath, head still spinning from the high, "Yeah?"

"W-what's my penance?"

"What you experienced is very common. Lust is something even the Godliest of people face." He had to have you. He couldn't stand it. God be damned, he had to have you. "One of our pastors will be out of town, tomorrow. Come to church tomorrow night and help with the extra work and you will be forgiven."

part 2 coming soon :)

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[oniifans]

Oni's Master Writing List

Welcome to my writing blog! This blog is filled with 18+ content, so beware! Down below is my master list of works that I have done, and works that are coming! Please enjoy and also don't be afraid to throw in some ideas in my inbox, would love some inspiration or even someone to talk to!

Attack On Titan - Eren Yeager

joy ride - toxic! eren yeager x female reader pt. 1

joy ride - toxic! eren yeager x female reader pt. 2

lunch money - bully! eren yeager x female reader pt. 1

lunch money - bully! eren yeager x female reader pt. 2

lunch money - bully! eren yeager x female reader pt. 3

confessions of a sinner - priest! eren yeager x female reader

the emerald dragon - yakuza! eren yeager x female reader (coming soon, fics 2 & 3 in plotting stages)

Attack On Titan - Armin Arlert

stuffed - armin arlert x female reader x eren yeager

stuffed - armin arlert x female reader x eren yeager pts. 2 & 3 (coming soon)

Attack On Titan - Levi Ackerman

at your service - sub! levi ackerman x female reader (coming soon)

Attack On Titan - Jean Kirstein

red lights, seductive eyes - jean kirstein x female reader

Attack on Titan - Reiner Braun

sound check! - punkstar! reiner braun x groupie female reader (coming soon)

Jujutsu Kaisen - Geto Suguru & Gojo Satoru

sex tape - gojo satoru x female reader x geto suguru

the chat says... - webcammers! gojo satoru x female reader x geto suguru (coming soon, a second work associated with sex tape)

Jujutsu Kaisen - Nanami Kento

don't be late - a bdsm session with nanami kento x female reader (coming soon)

Jujutsu Kaisen - Toji Fushiguro

smile for the camera, whore - pornstar toji fushiguro x female reader (coming soon)

Spider Man: Into the Spiderverse - Miguel O’Hara/Spider-Man 2099

my landlord is actually Spider-Man?! -Spider-Man 2099/Miguel O’Hara x female reader (coming soon)

my insane spiderverse. - Spider-Man 2099/Miguel O’Hara x Spider-Woman! female reader (second fic to previous work, coming soon)

be still. - CEO Miguel O’Hara x Babysitter! Female reader (coming soon)

“Mr. O’Hara will see you now.” -CEO Miguel O’Hara x Secretary Assistant Female Reader (coming soon)

My works can also be found on AO3 and Wattpad under oniifans. AO3 has some exclusive works, such as Kinktobers and some personal original works too. You can also find me on my Twitter - where I’m unhinged over a lot of dilfs and fictional men.

Thank you for your support. Everything is coming soon! 🩷

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[theotherackerman]

COPYRIGHT DISCLAIMER: Any recognizable elements belong to Attack on Titan, Game of Thrones, House of the Dragon, A Song of Ice and Fire

TRIGGER WARNING: mention that Dina cannot have children, mentions of abuse

NOTES: I understand that the red priests only can see through the flames but I decided a communication through it would also be possible. Also this was 20+ pages in google docs so....

Chapter Two: The pull on my flesh is just too strong

Shortly after sunrise, everyday, a dragon’s roar would echo through the Ackerman Castle. 

It was Seaflames, and she was happy to see Kuchel. 

The size of Seaflames was intimidating to everyone but Kuchel. 

Seaflames had come from the wild.  Her egg had come from the cliffs on the coast, right above the beach where Kenny and Kuchel would play. Kenny had stolen that egg for his little sister and placed it right into her cradle. 

Kuchel and Seaflames grew together like every dragon and rider, bonding an unbreakable bond.

Until Kuchel was thrown onto the streets by their father. He did not just cast her onto the streets though, he took her far from home and dropped her there with nothing but the clothes on her back.

Then he restrained Seaflames so the dragon could not get to her rider because Seaflames would have been able to find Kuchel wherever she was. 

No one knew what had happened to Kuchel. Lord Ackerman would not speak of it. 

Seaflames constantly had to be refitted for her restraints as she kept growing. Seaflames grew stronger and larger. She killed and burned many of the men sent to make her restraints. Finally, enough was enough for Seaflames. She had been kept from her rider long enough. 

Seaflames killed Lord Ackerman.

Kenny was finally able to find his sister. He mounted Blaze and they followed Seaflames into the sky. Seaflames, Blaze, and Kenny finally found Kuchel. Seaflames landed on the outskirts as her size would have destroyed the homes there. Kenny found Kuchel and reunited her with Seaflames.

Since then, Seaflames would not be separated from her owner. She slept under the window of Kuchel’s room. The dragon would easily raise her head at night and directly look into the window to make sure Kuchel was still there.

When Kuchel had had Levi, Seaflames became just as protective over the boy. 

Kuchel rubbed the dragon’s massive nose as she reminisced on what they had been through even before the battles had begun twenty five years ago. 

“Good morning, Seaflames. Did you have a nice sleep?” Kuchel asked her dragon. 

Seaflames nudged her hand in response. 

“I am glad. Would you like to go for our morning ride this morning?” 

“Of course she does, Mother. She has been waiting for you,” Levi said as he walked up to them. 

“It is still nice for me to ask. How did you sleep?” Kuchel asked as she turned away from her dragon. 

“Not well. Kiyomi has decided to send me a letter this morning.”

“About Mikasa?”

“What else? Make sure she marries the crown prince. She will explain why it is so important later. On and on the letter went. Nothing important in it.”

“Did you respond?” 

“Of course I did. I told her the next time she thinks to send me a letter, think twice and not to waste my time. I also reminded her that I have a dragon and I do not respond well to threats.” 

“Was she threatening?” Kuchel was taken back. 

“Not exactly. She said needed this marriage or there would be consequences,” Levi kicked a rock away from Seaflames. 

Kuchel’s eyes widened. “I did not think that she would ever….do you think there is more going on that we do not know about?” 

“Yes. I do not wish to wed Mikasa to the prince while we are still in the dark.”

“But not because Mikasa does not want to marry him?”

“Well, yes that too. I just wish to know what Grisha and Kiyomi have been saying.”

“Leave that to Kenny.”

“I plan to. And should the king not wish to share, maybe Vulcan would like a horse for a snack. Speaking of which, I should see where he has gone this morning. Hopefully, he has not stolen another sheep. I am tired of paying the farmers for sheep.”

Kuchel laughed as her son walked away.

Seaflames lowered her head down next to Kuchel, almost knocking her over with a nudge. 

“Alright! We shall go on our flight. And you heard Levi, no eating sheep.” 

Seaflames huffed, releasing a small puff of smoke. 

—----------

Zeke watched the dragon’s fly over as he examined the training grounds. Seaflames was massive. He wondered what the dragon ate and how often. He made a mental note to ask one of the Ackerman’s about them. 

Annie and Mikasa were training. The two were very evenly matched, both had precise movements that Zeke had only seen from his brother and himself. Then again, Mikasa was a princess, royalty like them

“They will not stop for hours, if you are waiting to talk to the princess,” Levi Ackerman said from behind him.

Zeke jumped slightly as he was startled. “I was not. Just checking the grounds, I thought I may make use of them while we are here for the week, if that is fine with you, Lord Ackerman.”

“It is. What are your intentions with my cousin?” 

Zeke reared back as though he might have been hit. “I have none. My father wishes to wed me to her. Your cousin is beautiful but I do not wish to marry her or anyone else for that matter.”

Levi simply stared at Zeke, studying him. The shorter man intimated Zeke greatly and if Mikasa fought that way, he hated to see how Levi fought. 

“Do not be alone with her without an escort,” Levi said simply before walking off. 

Zeke looked back to Annie and Mikasa who were still training before deciding it was best he left.

—----------

The smoke from Kenny’s pipe filled the study next to his room. 

“So the Tyburs are making a lot of noise?” Kenny asked Grisha as Kenny put his own feet on top of the desk. 

“It seems that way. Kiyomi is worried as her kingdom is in between,” Grisha replied as he rubbed his brow. “She wants Mikasa married to Zeke so we will not have the opportunity to back out of any support they may need. Unite two realms.” 

“And how does she expect them to govern two realms with a sea in between them?” 

“I do not know.”

“Mikasa won’t rule. Your sons don’t want to rule. You didn’t think this far ahead, Grisha.”

“I know. You think I do not know what I have done? I have ruined a realm but they took my wife. My wife was with child and they did not even care about that. . They placed her in that cell….she’ll never give me another child. She….she still has the scars from that day and I do not just speak of the physical. Now the Tyburs’ want our kingdom and Kiyomi’s…what am I supposed to do?” 

“Well, marrying your boy to my niece ain’t going to do nothing. You know we’ll back you. I followed you into the last war, I’ll follow you again.” 

“And you are sure that Mikasa cannot love Zeke?”

Kenny leaned back. “I ain’t sure of much. I’m sure that Kiyomi is only trying to do right by her kingdom and I’m sure Mikasa would eventually love Zeke. Even if she didn’t, she’d do her duty. But don’t we want to give them more than that? Isn’t that why I rode Blaze into battle? The moment we forget why we went to war is the moment we lose. The Tyburs can call themselves dragon killers all they want. I’d like to see them try.” 

Grisha knew Kenny was right. It was more than Dina being taken. It was that Rod thought he could do whatever he wanted and damn the consequences. They had gone to war to change that, to make a better war for their children. “So you wish for us to depart?” 

“When the fuck did I say that? No. You stay the week. Hell, invite Mikasa to the capital to keep Kiyomi at bay. Take that nephew of mine while you’re at it. But don’t forget who’s got the Ackermans and their dragons backing them.” 

“When did you get so good at politics?” Grisha laughed. 

“When my dad got eaten by a dragon,” Kenny grinned.

The two men laughed.

—----------

Eren was disappointed when Mikasa wasn’t at breakfast or lunch.

Did it matter if he now harbored a small crush on his brother’s future bride? 

After checking the training grounds with Fenrir for his brother, Eren decided to check inside the castle. 

If Eren knew his brother, Zeke would either be in the armory or the library. He decided to check the library first.

Zeke was face down asleep on a pile of books.

“You’re drooling,” Eren said as he poked his brother in the side. 

Vivica let out a woof from her spot underneath the tall, long wooden table.

“I do not drool,” Zeke said as he sat up. “And I wasn’t asleep.”

“Trying to absorb the words into your head then?” 

Zeke rolled his eyes. “What do you want?” 

“Nothing particular. Just wondering what you were doing.”

“Liar.”

“I am not!”

Zeke leaned back in his chair, “your eyebrows do this thing when you lie.” 

“They do not!”

“How would you know?”

“Because no one else has said anything! My mother would have said something.” 

“I suppose Carla would. What are your plans now?” Zeke asked as he stood up from his chair. 

“I thought I might see what else is on the grounds here besides the training grounds. Maybe try and see another dragon up close.” Eren and Fenrir walked towards the door.

“What dragon did you see up close?” Zeke asked as he began to walk out of the door with Vivica following him. 

The two brothers walked out of the library. 

“I may have seen Kayda in the garden last night when I went for a walk,” Eren shrugged.

“And was her rider with her?” 

“I have no idea what you are talking about. It would be improper for me to be alone with a princess especially when she is to marry my brother.” 

Zeke scoffed as they exited the castle. “As I told you yesterday, I am not marrying her.”

“Father can make you.”

“He can try.” 

Seaflames landed in front of them. 

The dragon was massive. Eren couldn’t even think of anything to compare her to. 

“Good afternoon, princes!” Kuchel called from Seaflames’s back. 

“Good afternoon, Lady Ackerman! How are the skies?” Zeke called to her. 

“As beautiful as ever. I hope you’ll excuse my absence at lunch. A fence was in need of mending to the south of here. It was best that I help,” Kuchel explained as she climbed down off of Seaflames.

“Do not worry. I slept through lunch,” Zeke said.

Kuchel laughed.

“Is it true that Seaflames built my father’s throne?” Eren asked.

Kuchel smiled, “part of it. Long ago, the Ackerman’s helped the Fritz family build their kingdom. They built the throne from the swords from those battles. You see, the Ackerman’s had no desire to rule. They only wished for freedom with their dragons. So when all was said and done, the Fritz family sat on the throne. When your father took it, we added the swords from those battles. A reminder of the blood loss. The throne is not just about victories, it is about loss too and the price we paid, the lives lost.” 

“I’d never heard of it like that,” Eren confessed.

“Because that’s not a very well known fact. People think war is just about winners but even the winners have scars.They have to deal with the deaths they caused. Look at Seaflames. She has many scars.”  Kuchel patted her dragon on her leg. 

“Is she the largest dragon ever?” Zeke asked as he observed Seaflames. 

Kuchel shook her head. “No. She is large but not the largest. The wild dragons in the mountains are much larger. My father’s dragon was quite large too.”

“What happened to that dragon?” Eren asked.

“My father killed it,” Kuchel confessed. “Don’t look so shocked. My father was not right in the head. He did many things towards the end of his life that no person in their right mind would do.”

“How do you kill a dragon?” Zeke wondered out loud. 

“I could not tell you. I was away when it happened. Kenny did not see it either. Dragonriders don’t like to think about killing their dragons.” 

“What happens to your dragon if you die?” 

“I’m not sure. My mother’s dragon flew into the mountains. They mourn the loss just like we do.” 

Eren looked down at Fenris. He knew his wolf would also mourn him if anything happened. 

Seaflames moved her head towards the princes. She gave them each a sniff. Her head was as large as Eren was tall, possibly more. He held his breath as she smelled him. When she stopped, she pulled back and kept right behind Kuchel. 

“Well, not a bad first meeting with Seaflames. She’s pretty tame compared to my brother’s and my son’s. If you meet Vulcan, do not turn your back. He likes to pinch with his teeth. You can meet him if you like.” 

Zeke and Eren shared a look. 

Kuchel laughed. “Probably best not without Levi now that I think about it.”

“Where would the other dragon’s be?” Zeke asked.

“So we can avoid them,” Eren added.

Kuchel laughed. “To the north of here. If you’re looking for places to explore, the woods connected to the garden is a nice place. No dragon but Kayda can fit in there. She is probably taking her afternoon nap. Even if she’s not, she will not harm you…most likely. Now I must bid you good day as I must meet your mothers for afternoon tea.” With a curtsy the Lady of House Ackerman  walked off. 

“What do you mean most likely?!” Zeke called to Kuchel.

She laughed and waved as she continued on her way. 

“I think I like the people here more than the capital,” Eren laughed.

Zeke looked over at his little brother. “I do too. They’re all like our mothers and father.”

“Well, I suppose that’s because Father came from here, as did your mother.”

Seaflames huffed. 

“You think she wishes us to go away?” Zeke asked as he looked at the massive dragon. 

“I know nothing about dragons but I think she is just trying to let us know she is still here.”As Eren studied Seaflames, he noticed the dragon had scars across her muzzle that looked like chains had once dug into the dragon’s face. Shock showed on Eren’s face. “Zeke, I think…”

“I noticed them too. The scars that don’t look like they're from spears or swords or arrows. I do not think Kuchel made them either.” 

“Do you think it was her father?” 

“Seems the most likely explanation. It was known that he was mad and Kuchel married as soon as she could. Some smaller lord that died in the war. That’s what Father has always told me.”

“Why would he do this to her dragon?” Eren couldn’t stop himself from reaching forward. 

Seaflames pulled her head back, Eren dropped his hand. Fenrir nuzzled up into his hand. Seaflames huffed again. 

“We will take our leave, Seaflames,” Zeke said as he put a hand on Eren’s shoulder. They walked away. 

Both of them could feel Seaflames’s eyes on them until they were out of sight. 

—-------------

When Kuchel and Kenny’s father had been lord and going mad, his dragon had burnt one of the towers which they referred to as the Broken Tower. Hardly anyone ventured into it as there was no reason to. The stairs to the top were broken. Parts of it were caving in on itself. 

Yet here in the afternoon, a squire and one of Mikasa’s ladies could be found in a passionate kiss.

It was not the first time Armin Arlert had been to the North. Erwin had taken him here many times as preserving the relationship between the Jaegers and the Ackermans was always a top priority. 

One night when there had been too much wine, Armin and Annie had snuck away and that was how this affair had begun. 

No one knew of it. Not Mikasa. Not Eren. There was too much on the line for both of them. 

Annie was pinned up against the wall with her hands in Armin's hair. Her skirts were bunched up to her waist. Armin held her by her hips. 

“We…should stop this,” Armin said as he broke away. 

“You say that every time,” Annie sighed. 

“If we get caught…you will lose….everything. I cannot be responsible for that. If you decide to follow your father’s wish and become a knight and I become the captain of the guard…we cannot…” 

“Cannot what? That ship sailed many years ago, Armin. Maybe you should have thought of that before.” Annie straightened her skirts out as she pulled out of his embrace. 

“Annie…I am only thinking about your reputation.” 

“No, you think of your own,” Annie said as she walked out of the tower, leaving a disheveled and confused Armin in her wake. 

—-----------

Mikasa sat in the sun with Kayda. She had given Sasha leave to go to the forge and work on whatever it was she was working on. Mikasa did not need anyone waiting on her hand and foot. She had taken lunch in her sitting room as she hadn’t felt like sitting through the formality. Even if King Grisha had said it was gone, it would take Mikasa some time to adjust. 

She could be carefree. She was when the king wasn’t here. It was worse when she was across the sea. People worried about slighting her, gaining the wrath of House Azumbito. Mikasa often didn’t feel like she belonged there, even if they were her mother’s family. She had spent barely any time there. She had been born here, among her father’s family. 

But the moment it was announced that Mikasa was born, Kiyomi had called her mother home. Yet Mikasa was left here. 

It was simple really. Mikasa’s mother had married Mikasa’s father for love, not duty. 

Kiyomi wanted Mikasa to marry for duty. 

Her parents would not let her, her father’s family would not let her. It was why Levi always accompanied her on visits to the Amzumbito’s kingdom. 

Her brother was there now, as he had been born there. He was ten now. 

Mikasa leaned back into Kayda, her constant comfort. 

She longed for the day she saw her father’s green dragon in the sky with her mother and brother on his back. 

Kayda made a trilling noise. 

“Do you think Annie still thinks we are in the dark of where she sneaks off to?” Mikasa asked her dragon. 

“Where does she sneak off to?” Levi’s voice startled her. 

Mikasa looked up to see her cousin standing over her. “It is one of those rare moments when you are taller than me.” 

“If you would have stopped growing, I would have always been taller than you. So where is Annie sneaking off to?” 

Mikasa bit her lip and looked down. 

“You know I do not care,” Levi sat down next to Mikasa. Kayda nuzzled the back of his head. 

“You should not as I know of your ventures. Did you ever notice she seemed to go missing when Erwin and his squire would visit?” 

“Ah. The Arlert boy.” 

Mikasa nodded. “He is kind. I think they would be a good match.”

“So why are they not courting?” 

Mikasa shrugged. “Her father. He’s set on her being a knight. These are purely my thoughts. She had not spoken to me about it, I doubt she will. I doubt that you have come here to talk about my ladies' love lives as well.” 

Levi smirked, “how ever did you know?” 

Mikasa playfully shoved her cousin. 

“How do you feel about going to the capital after the Jaegers’ departure?” 

It caught Mikasa off guard. This was it. This was when she was going to marry Zeke. They would go to the capital and that would be that. 

“I see your worry. You are not marrying Zeke unless you fall madly in love with him and he with you. Though I doubt that will happen. We will be going to have a meeting with the King about an important political issue. I do not know what. Kenny will not tell me. He says it is the most important issue. My mother will run our lands while we are gone. If you wish to go, that is,” Levi reassured her.

“And my ladies?” 

“Going with us, of course. I do not need to hear of your romantic escapes with the Jaeger boy in the capital,” Levi said as he stood up. 

“I thought you said that you doubted I was going to fall in love with Zeke,” Mikasa asked as she gazed up at Levi. 

“I wasn’t talking about Zeke. You see a lot from the back of the dragon,” Levi smirked as he left his cousin with her dragon.

Kayda huffed. 

Mikasa’s face flushed. 

—------------------

Dinner was much less formal that night. 

The large table had been taken down and the smaller tables put back in its place.

Kuchel, Grisha, Kenny, Carla, and Dina made up one of the smaller tables.

Zeke, Levi, and knights from both House Ackerman and House Jaeger made up another. 

The final table in the front had Mikasa, her ladies, Jean and Armin. One seat was open which Eren could not help but hope had been saved for him as it was right next to the princess. 

“Is this seat taken?” Eren asked as he approached. 

“No, your grace. You’re welcome to sit here,” Mikasa smiled. 

Eren pulled the chair out and sat down. 

“Where have you been?” Armin asked. 

“I was out with Zeke, exploring the grounds. We went into the woods. Fenrir and Vivica found a stream they liked. Then I got a bath when they were shaking,” Eren laughed. 

“There are hot springs in the woods. I am surprised your wolves did not find them,” Sasha said as she grabbed a roll as soon as they were put on the table. 

“Where are those? I’m sure Fenrir would enjoy them.” 

“There’s a cave. You have to be careful though. The cave goes back into the mountains. Sometimes dragons are in there,” Mikasa explained before grabbing her own roll. 

“Maybe best that we did not find them. We met Seaflames today,” Eren grabbed a roll and placed it on his plate.

“Kayda does not seem so big, does she?” Mikasa teased him. 

“Wait, when did he meet Kayda?” Sasha asked. 

Realizing that there would be questions if they were found out alone they were alone, Eren was about to jump in but Levi jumped in.

“Yesterday. I was there. The young prince wished to meet a dragon,” Levi replied from the other table. “Do you have any honey over there? They forgot to give us one.” 

“No, they did not. I have it,” Zeke said as he held up the small pot of honey. 

Levi rolled his eyes before turning back to his table. 

“He hogs the honey at home as well,” Eren informed his table. 

“Mikasa likes lemon cakes the best,” Annie said simply. “She will not give them up, however.” 

Was that a hint? 

While the rest of the table seemed to buy Levi’s excuse, it seemed Annie had seen right through it. It also did not escape Eren that Armin refused to even look in Annie’s direction. He made a note to ask his best friend about it. 

Conversation began around the table again, like nothing had happened. Yet Mikasa stayed silent as she ate. 

“I hear King Jaeger will be doing a tourney once we return to the capital and that there is to be a feast with dancing afterwards,” Jean declared. 

“I had not heard that. Where did you hear this?” Eren asked. 

There was something bothering Mikasa, he could tell by the way she was silent. Was it because of what had happened with Sasha? 

“Will you be attending, Princess Mikasa?” Jean asked.

Mikasa looked up from her food. “Oh. I am not sure. There is much Levi and the King have to discuss.”

Right.

Mikasa would be marrying Zeke. 

“Well, if you do attend, you must save me a dance,” Jean grinned at her. 

“Oh. Of course,” Mikasa looked back down at her food

Jean smirked while Eren narrowed his eyes.

Of course Jean was going to make sure that he would be next in line for the princess’s hand. Jean wanted it to elevate his house, not because he was interested in Mikasa as a person. 

The rest of dinner passed without incident but Eren planned his next move. He knew he had to do something. So as soon as he saw Levi start to leave, he stood up. 

“Lord Ackerman, a word?” Eren called to him. 

Levi motioned him to follow him. 

Once they were out into the hall, Levi stopped. 

“I would like to know Princess Mikasa and wonder if you permit me to visit her in the garden again.” 

“As long as you remember that Vulcan and I will be flying overhead, I do not see why not. Mikasa can take care of herself. Though you might want to hurry, she will be flying off with Kayda at any moment.” 

—-------------

Dinner had been uncomfortable after her little slip. She knew Sasha and Annie would want to know more. She trusted her ladies but there were times she wondered if she wasn’t a princess, would they even be friends? She had not missed the distance growing between them. 

When she had tried to talk to Annie, the other woman had shut her down. Annie had also hinted that her time as Mikasa’s lady in waiting was coming to an end. 

Kayda was waiting for her, ready to go on her nightly flight. 

Vulcan and Levi were already up in the sky. Somehow he had beat her outside. Vulcan’s roar echoed through the garden as they flew up above. 

“PRINCESS!” 

Mikasa turned and saw Prince Eren running at her full speed with Fenrir trailing behind. 

“I am sorry for dinner. And I just want you to know, I asked your cousin if I could get to know you. Since you already said you wanted to get to know me. Now I realize how horrible that sounds. I…I should go, right?” Eren was a bit out of breath from running. 

Mikasa was dumbfounded. Had he truly run all this way to just apologize and then run away? She bit her lip and then looked up at Levi and Blaze. Kayda was beginning to get antsy. The dragon was pacing. 

“Do you want to go with me?” Mikasa asked as she pointed to Kayda. 

“You mean fly?”

Mikasa nodded as she reached for his sleeve. He let her take it and drag him towards Kayda. “Don’t pull on her scales or the spikes. Actually, you might just want to wrap your arms around my waist once you're there.” 

“Is she going to allow that?” Eren asked.

“As long as I am there, she will be. You cannot ride her without me though. She would kill you before she would submit.” She let go over his sleeve before climbing up on Kayda like she had a hundred times before. Mikasa was a bit nervous. She had never let someone else ride Kayda with her. She knew it could be done because her father had done the same with her mother. 

Besides, Kayda seemed to like Eren and if she was going to accept a passenger, Mikasa had a feeling it would be Eren. 

Eren looked at Kayda before looking back at Mikasa. “If this is a plan to kill me, Princess, I think it may just work.” 

Mikasa laughed as she held her hand out Eren. He took it and with ease, Mikasa tugged him. He settled in behind her. 

Fenrir barked from the ground as he wagged his tail before settling down under a tree. 

“Hold on,” Mikasa said. The prince gently placed his hands on her waist. “Kayda, sōvētēs!” 

The dragon took off.

—-----

There were several thoughts going through Eren’s mind as the dragon took off.

One: he probably should have not been touching the princess’s waist, especially if she was going to marry his brother.

Two: He did not know why the princess had invited him to fly with her.

Three: What language did Mikasa speak to get Kayda to fly? 

Four: He was flying. 

The ground was getting further and further away from them. Kayda soared through the air like….Eren had nothing to compare it to. Kayda’s flying was much smoother than riding on a horse. It felt like floating.

It felt like….freedom.  The freedom he had been looking for, that feeling, it was here in this moment. Nothing existed outside of him, Kayda, Mikasa, and this moment. 

Seaflames, Blaze, and Vulcan flew in front of them.

Kuchel held her arms straight out from her sides, treasuring every moment. Levi held onto Vulcan tightly as Vulcan rolled in a circle. Kenny was simply relaxing on Blaze, his pipe in his mouth. 

Mikasa held on to Kayda as Kayda picked up speed, falling in line with the other dragons. 

“WELL I’LL BE DAMNED. THERE’S A JAEGER IN THE SKY!” Kenny yelled as they passed.

But Kayda did not slow down. She kept flying, passing the others. 

The world seemed both larger and smaller from the back of the dragon. It was hard for Eren to explain. From up here, he realized there was a whole world that he would never experience. 

He decided to savor every moment he got up here.

—-------

It had been a bad idea to invite Eren up here, Mikasa knew. She knew that this could come back to haunt her. But for once, she had not cared. 

She desperately needed a friend. 

A real friend.

Someone who understood the pressures. 

Someone who shared things with her.

She thought that person could be Eren. 

From his accepting this flight, she knew she was right. 

Kayda let out a roar before breathing fire after some ducks that flew in front of them. The ducks got away unscathed. 

“HOLD ON!” Mikasa told Eren. Kayda banked right, her wing almost skimming the top of the water of the lake they were passing over. 

“Who’s lake is that?” he asked.

“Ackermans! Our land stretches wide!” 

The roar of wind made it so they had to yell as they continued north. “Do you want to see the cliffs?!” 

“YES!” 

“We cannot get close because of the wild dragons!” 

“Did you say wild dragons?”

“Yes!” 

Kayda flew up higher. 

Eren tightened his grip on Mikasa’s waist as they flew towards the cliffs which made Mikasa blush. She never had a man hold onto her like that.  There was only so close they could get but Kayda knew that distance. It had been one of the first things Mikasa had taught her dragon. 

—--

Eren saw the cliffs come into view and then he saw them.

The wild dragons. 

They were silhouetted by the setting sun. They were the size of Seaflames or larger. Eren could not believe what he was seeing. Sure, he had heard of the wild dragons that lived in the mountains but he had never seen them. He never thought he would. Yet they seemed to just hover there for a moment. Watching as the dragons flew around the mountains.  He couldn’t count how many there were as they were flying around so rapidly. 

“They’re…beautiful,” he told Mikasa.

“They’re wild and free. Of course, they’re beautiful. We should head back.” 

Eren nodded.

—---------

The flight back was just as beautiful as the flight there but it felt somber to both Eren and Mikasa. Maybe it was because they knew they had to return to the real world. 

Kayda touched down in the gardens once again. 

Fenrir began howling and barking as soon as he saw them come into view. 

Eren got off Kayda first and then offered Mikasa his hand. 

She didn’t need it but she took it anyway.  

He dropped her hand once she was down from Kayda. Mikasa gave Kayda a pat on the head. The dragon then looked to Eren. 

“I think she wants you to pet her,” Mikasa informed him.

Eren rubbed Kayda’s head then Kayda sat down in the spot under the tree Fenrir had been occupying for the night. 

Eren and Mikasa began their walk from the garden. 

“I am sorry about earlier. I was not thinking when I said that,” Mikasa apologized, stopping. 

“You did no wrong to me. It is only your reputation I worry about.”

Mikasa scoffed. “That is all anyone thinks about any more.”

“What do you mean?” 

“I cannot find anyone other than my ladies who will spar with me lately. They all worry about hurting me or slighting me. My ladies barely talk to me now that I am in talks to be married. You were right yesterday. I am very lonely. I do not think I even realized it until today.” 

“You do not have to be alone anymore, you know.” 

Mikasa looked down before looking back up and smiling at Eren. He loved that smile. Every time she smiled at him, it felt like pure sunshine. “I suppose you are right. I am coming to the capital after this. Not to marry your brother though. Political visit.” 

“Is that so?” 

“Will you be my friend there too? I mean I understand if you cannot. I imagine you are also in talks to marry.” 

Eren grabbed both of her hands. “I will be your friend no matter where we are. Though in the capital, you may not wish to be seen with me. I am the Bastard Prince. They are not as kind there as they are here.” 

“You do not know me well enough so I will let it go but I do not care what others think. In fact, my aunt had to remind me not to bow to your father.”

“Really? You’ll do horrible in the capital then. There is so much decorum you have to keep in mind.”

“But I am a dragon and a princess. I rank equally with you.” 

“No, you are much higher in rank than me. Not just because I was born a bastard either.”

“You barely know me.”

“I know enough to know you have a kind heart. But in the capital there is something you have to do, you have to fight. Or they’ll destroy you.”

“Then I suppose it's good that I always carry weapons, isn’t it?” Mikasa grinned. 

“I take it back. You’ll do fine in the capital.” 

Eren let go of one her hands and then began walking again. He did not let go of her other hand however, Mikasa did not object. 

“I should warn you, Jean the knight at dinner. He will try for your hand if you do not marry my brother. He is a lord of a prominent house in the capital. I thought you should know.” 

“He can try. But I do not think Levi would approve. He wants me to marry for love.” 

“And you couldn’t love someone like Jean?” 

“I do not know. I do not know him.”

Eren’s heart began to speed up. He wanted to ask if she could ever love him but he knew that was too forward. 

“See you made it in time afterall,” Levi called from the gate. 

Mikasa dropped Eren’s hand which disappointed Eren but he knew it had to be done. If Levi saw them holding hands, he didn’t act like it or he didn’t care. Eren couldn’t decide which one scared him more. 

“Prince Zeke has requested we show him around the woods tomorrow. I suppose you will be joining us too then?” 

Mikasa nodded. 

“And what about you prince? Interested?” 

“Of course. Hopefully Fenrir doesn’t find the stream again tomorrow. Well, I’ll take my leave since your cousin is here.” Eren took her hand and kissed it.  Just like before, it made her blush. “Have a good night, Princess. Lord Levi.” 

“Levi is fine,” Levi said as he waved his hand. 

“Goodnight, Eren.” 

Eren walked away, grinning the whole way back to his room along with Fenrir happily trotting beside him.

—---------------

Under the Ackerman castle, there was a tunnel. Some led to crypts for the Ackermans, others led to the dragon burial grounds. One led to a concrete room with a rather large fire pit in the middle. 

Kenny carried a torch lit with fire from his dragon, Blaze, to the fire pit. He then emptied a glass container with a fine ground dust in it onto the fire pit before lighting it with the fire from his dragon. The dust was made of a mixture of herbs and bones from various creatures. 

The fire sizzled.

Then a voice came out. “Is she engaged to the prince?” 

“No, Kiyomi. She ain’t.” 

“AND WHY NOT?”

“Because she doesn't love him. Just because you’re in a loveless marriage doesn't mean the rest of us have to suffer!” 

“You press my wrath, Kenny Ackerman.”

“And what are you going to do? Send a bunch of peacocks to shit all over my castle? My dragons will eat ‘em before they make land. You hold no power here.”

“The Tyburs….”

“Don’t have dragons. They do not have the connections we do. If they come for us, fine. Let ‘em come. But you will not push my niece through your bullshit. And send my brother home!” 

“He should have thought about that before he ran off with my sister.” 

“Your sister was just as unhappy under your thumb! Just go legitimize that bastard of yours and be done with it! Stop making everyone so unhappy! And so you know, your niece was flying with the younger Jaeger prince on the back of her dragon. Looked pretty cozy too.” 

“Is he legitimized?” 

“Aye. He has been. Kayda likes him too. He’s also closer in age to Mikasa than Zeke.”

“Flying on her dragon you say? Like her mother and father?”

“Yes, but they did not run away. Just leave it alone, Kiyomi.”

Kiyomi sighed. “You better ready yourself for war then, Kenny.” 

“The Ackermans are made of fire and blood. We do not fear war. Stop sending my niece letters and send my brother back.” 

“Have a good night, Kenny.” 

The flames extinguished themself. 

Kenny made his way through the tunnels as he passed the crypts, he noticed a shadow inside. 

It was Kuchel. 

“What brings you down here?” Kenny asked as he leaned in the doorway. 

“Spoke about father today. Decided to see him,” Kuchel walked towards her brother. “You know if you keep messing with magic you don’t fully understand, you’re going to get yourself killed or worse.” 

Kenny scoffed, “speaking to Kiyomi through the flames ain’t going to kill me.” 

“Not looking at the future?” Kuchel raised an eyebrow.

“I’m not our father. I’m going to bed. Don’t spend too much time worrying over me. I’ll be fine.” Kenny waved his hand as he walked out of the crypt. 

“I wish I believed that,” Kuchel muttered to herself. 

#wmmtb #my writing

[melishade]

 Attack on Prime Halloween Anthology: Annabelle

Main Story

Russian Sleep Experiment

Pros and Cons: Vampires

Dracula

“So now there are two,” Jean remarked as they sat around the bonfire, “And it’s the Ackermans.”

“I was not scared!” Hanji yelled.

“Yes, you were,” Levi interjected, causing Hanji to glare at him.

“My scientific integrity was attacked,” Hanji declared before turning his attention to Optimus, “I would never perform such a heinous experience like that!”

“Not intentionally,” Optimus muttered.

“What was that?!” Hanji demanded.

“Can we listen to the next story?” Mikasa asked Optimus.

“And can in not be gory?” Connie requested, “I don’t want to think about a floating head with it’s intestines hanging around trying to eat me.”

Optimus thought it over before turning his attention to the fire. “In more recent times, a student nurse had been given a doll as a gift from her mother. She and her roommate both worked in medical practices, leaving the doll alone in the house. When they would return home, the doll would be misplaced. Sometimes the doll would be on the table, or a chair, or even their bed, but they had not moved the doll themselves.

They had believed they had misplaced it themselves, but then they found handwritten messages around the house. It was written in pencil on parchment paper that no one in the house owned. The message read:

Help us.

One night, the roommates had discovered a red liquid on the doll’s hands and chest. It looked like blood was coming from the doll itself. The roommates had contacted a medium and they had performed a ritual to determine the situation. The medium explained that their home was built on top of a field where a seven year old girl named Annabelle Higgins had resided. The medium had stated that the spirit trusted them and wanted to be around them. The nurses felt sympathy for Annabelle and let her reside in the doll and in their home.

One night, a companion of one of the nurses had visited the home and heard thumping in the house. He was confused, since he was the only one in the home. He opened the door to one of the rooms and had found Annabelle sitting in a corner of the room. The companion had walked closer to the doll, and every step he took, his chest began to burn and his head grew dizzy. He had lifted his shirt to find seven scratch marks on his chest.

The three had contacted a priest, and the priest had contacted experts on the topic of demons: Ed and Lorraine Warren. Lorraine had explained that the doll was not possessed because demons only possess humans. She explained that the entity had controlled the doll and manipulated the nurses into allowing the entity into their home. It’s main target was to take the souls of the nurses. The priest had performed an exorcist on their home, and Ed and Lorraine Warren had taken the doll to their home in a bag. They had avoided major roads, believing the entity would try to sabotage their drive. As they made their way home, the engine to their vehicle had continuously shut off, forcing them to stop.

The doll remains locked away in their home, in a box doused in holy water and blessed by a priest on a regular basis. Annabelle has not caused much commotion since; however, someone had made the fatal mistake of mocking the doll’s ability. He had knocked on the glass and dared the doll to do her worst on him. As he left their home, he ended up in an accident on the road that had killed him. Even locked away, Annabelle remains a powerful entity.”

“...this was definitely one of the more tame ones,” Sasha declared.

“Oh thank god it wasn’t that bad,” Connie sighed with relief.

“There’s a catch to this,” Eren declared, “There is no way the story is that tame.”

“Well a doll moving around the house on its own is rather scary,” Armin retorted, “And where did the blood come from?”

“Looks like someone has lost a little bit of their edge in story telling,” Jean remarked, “What’s so special about the doll?”

“The Annabelle Doll currently resides in The Warrens' Occult Museum in Monroe, Connecticut, along with the rest of the items that Ed and Lorraine Warren have collected over the many years they have lived as demonologists,” Optimus answered, “It is currently locked in a glass case that is blessed by the priest and doused in holy water to keep the evil residing in it contained.”

Everyone froze at that.

“W-wait,” Armin stuttered, “The doll’s...real?”

“The doll is very real,” Optimus explained, “And so were Ed and Lorraine Warren. Lorraine was a medium herself that was able to see the spirits of the dead, along with demons. There is even a form of entertainment called ‘movies’ about the doll.”

“I thought the whole point of this shit was that it’s all fake!” Connie shouted, “Now, you’re saying that this doll is real and might be possessed?!”

“What is it possessed by?” Hanji asked, “That is the question that should be answered.”

“Wouldn’t it be better to not know what it is?” Levi questioned.

“...Is there a chance that we can go see it?” Mikasa asked.

“Mikasa, what the hell?!” Sasha shouted at her while everyone else turned to her in surprise. Optimus was genuinely concerned for Mikasa’s psyche at this point.

#tfp #transformers prime #optimus #tfp optimus prime #optimus prime #tfp optimus #attack on titan #aot #snk #shingeki no kyojin #eren jaeger #armin arlert #mikasa ackerman #captain levi #levi ackerman #hanji zoe #Jean Kirschstein #connie springer #sasha blause #halloween #Halloween anthology #annabelle #annabelle doll #ed warren #lorraine warren #ed and lorraine warren #the warrens' occult museum

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Chapter 2

Pairing: Demon priest! Levi x Reader

Genre and tags: Modern AU, fluff, romance, falling in love, teasing, flirting, cute, plot building.

Concept: Levi takes you to the town festival where you meet some interesting people there, some of them don't like you and others do. Levi and you make progress on your feelings for each other. You reveal what happened to you in the past, which explains the dark part of your aura. Levi takes a moment to heal you. Levi sits above a tank of water for charity, you manage to dunk him. You take Levi home to your place and help him get warm and into fresh clothes.

Important notice: Due to comments made to me as I planned this story, I have chosen to create a brand new religion to avoid causing any offence to those reading this fic. Some terminology is similar to other religions and inspired by them too.

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The small town was full of life with people laughing, shouting and loud music people played. Levi winced at the screams of people in the scare maze. He pinched the bridge of his nose and felt drained from being there. Festivals meant a lot of sins were going to be made, which would be a big meal for him, but the noise was always too much for him to handle.

Vendors lined the street with delicious food to be eaten. Games for people to play were at the top and more at the bottom of the main street. At the bottom resided the most things to do if you wanted to play some games, win prizes or do something romantic. The rides were simple and half of them were likely not up to code. Levi would never go on any of them.

He felt his hair stand up as he felt your warming presence approaching him. He turned and gazed up the road, only to find himself blushing and his heart longing. You were a sight too behind in your sweet autumn outfit. Your thigh highs squeezed your legs in just the right places. Your high-waisted shorts hugged your body the way Levi wish he could. Your turtle neck was baggy and tucked into your shorts. He blushed at your hair being down and you looking casual. He adored you in your art things and now he had the pleasure of adoring you in your normal things.

You huffed at Levi. “Sorry I’m late, I didn’t want to come and then I remembered the free food part.” You tried fixing your hair. “I probably look a right mess.”

He reached over and fixed a bit of your hair standing up. “You look divine.”

You smiled softly at his compliment. “Thanks.” You let out a long sigh and looked out at the festival. “Seems okay.”

“It’s reasonable.”

You stood next to him and looked up at him. “You look like you might shit yourself.”

He looked down at you. “Is it that obvious I don’t want to be here?”

You raised your shoulder. “Eeehhhh. A little.”

He rubbed the back of his neck. “Your support is practically oozing off you.”

“Aw, I’m glad you noticed.”

He smirked a little. “So, where do you want to spend all my money at first?”

You slapped him on the back. “You owe me for getting rid of Mrs White, so be nice or I’ll go find her and bring her over.”

His eye twitched. “You wouldn’t dare.”

“Oh, I dare.”

He stared at you and loved the playfulness you had within you. “Very well.”

You hugged his arm. “You’re the best.”

He perked up at feeling your breasts against him for just a moment. He snapped out of his happy land when you walked ahead. He caught up with you and stayed at your side. “Do you get some sort of pleasure out of torturing me?”

You hummed and mocked thinking. “Great question.”

“You didn’t answer me.”

You giggled. “It’s more fun that way.”

He held back a smile. “And yet I’m the ass.”

“Never said I wasn’t.” You winked at him making him blush. You approached a vendor and looked at the waffles they were making fresh. “Ow, could I have one with strawberries, cream and chocolate?”

Levi handed over the money. “Make that two.”

The owner smiled. “Sure thing, father. I’m a little surprised to see you with such a lovely lady.”

You laughed. “He has to put up with me, seeing as I’m painting his temple.”

“Oh! You’re the lady up by the ceiling?”

“That’s me.”

They leaned on the table as their friend made the order. “I’ve never seen you at a sermon. This is also the first time I’ve seen you. Are you shy or rude?”

Levi stepped to the side and shielded you a little with his body. “She’s been working hard and I’ve been taking up most of her social time. She comes in when the sun rises and works until late into the night. Sometimes she sleeps up there so she can wake up and work.”

They blushed at his words. “Oh…”

“I believe you should apologise to my friend.”

They cleared their throat. “Sorry.”

You shrugged. “It’s okay. I umm…plan on being around more. Just, give me more time to make a big enough dent in the work.”

Levi turned to you. “You do not need to give excuses. This child of the gods has forgotten the teachings of our very religion. Love, courage, honesty, compassion, charity and wisdom. By insulting my friend here, you went against many.”

They bowed. “I am so sorry. I’ll do better.”

Levi put his arm around your shoulders. “I’m disappointed.”

You took the wrapped-up waffles from the person making it and heard their hushed sorry for their friend being rude. You smiled a little. “No problem. Father? We should get going and eat.”

Levi took his waffle and walked with you. He gazed down at you to see something was bothering you. “Are you okay?”

You gulped down your food. “I’m okay. I’m just worried. I come walking into this town and cause a mess.” You let out a long sigh. “I should just step back maybe. I dunno.”

“You have done nothing wrong.”

You stopped for a moment and looked at Levi. “I don’t want to cause problems.”

“You’re not.”

You put your rubbish in the bin. “You’re too kind.” You licked your lips. “I’m going to chat to the local mechanic for a bite.”

Levi frowned at your comment. “Why?”

You moved away from Levi and walked over to a broad tall young man, ears covered in nice piercings. His big hands were covered in rings. His hair was black and slicked back under his big cowboy hat. You gasped at how darkly handsome he was and when he spoke to those around him, he had a deep voice. You admired the stubble he had.

You walked right up to him. “Excuse me?”

He flinched and looked down at you. He blushed hard as he took you in. “Why, hello there little missy.”

“Do I look that young?”

He took his hat off. “I apologise. Is it ma’am?”

You laughed and offered your name as you held your hand out. “I work in the temple restoring the art. I actually need your help.”

“I’m Dean.” He gulped hard. “Sure thing, m-ma’am. What can I do for ya?”

You sighed. “I need some help with my scaffolding. Are you any good with that?”

“I am. I can come by and fix anything wrong in no time.”

You let out a sigh of relief. “Thank you so much. I have everything up, but there have been some issues.”

He smirked at you. “I can do that. You’re really cute.”

Levi’s eye twitched when he saw Dean’s aura filled with red, meaning he was lusting after you. Levi called your name. “Come, we have more things to try. I will send you details about when you can come to the temple.”

Dean winked. “Sure thing, father.” He put his hat back on. “I’ll see you around.”

You waved to Dean and walked with Levi down the street. “He seemed nice.”

Levi growled. “Tch, he might be but he’s been a little shit. He helps other people out, sure, but he used to cause damage to places when he was a kid. He’s had an on and off again relationship with Loralee. She is the princess of the town.” He held your upper arm. “Just to warn you, stay away from those two otherwise you’ll be wrapped up in all sorts of problems.”

You gazed at Levi and smiled softly making your aura pink and white with a small bit of red, meaning your feelings for Levi were more on the romantic side than the red lust. You hummed as you blushed. “You’ve got nothing to worry about, okay? He’s an attractive guy, but my eyes are set on someone else whom I know very well I can’t have.”

Levi tilted his head a little. “Who?”

You pinched his cheek. “You are so innocent it’s adorable.” You let out a long sigh as you let your sad smile slip. “You really are sweet.”

Levi walked closer as he felt drawn to you. He wanted to confess so badly that he was a demon, that you could love him and like him freely. “So are you. You are beyond wonderful.” He lightly touched your cheek. “You deserve the world.”

You smiled softly as you leaned into his touch. “You still haven’t made up for dragging me here.”

He laughed at your jest. “Forgive me. What can I get you?”

You walked with him. “Hot chocolate with the works.”

He reached over and linked his pinkie with yours. “I can do that.”

You blushed. “Great.”

Levi stopped by the hot chocolate station and felt his heart flutter at having small contact with you and treating it like a date. He paid for the drinks and wandered with you towards the rides and games, but he was worried. “I have to warn you.”

You sipped your drink. “What’s up?”

“We’re about to go through the 1950s.”

You laughed and looked ahead. “Oh, the Stepford wives.”

Levi let out a long sigh. “They have this weird obsession with me. I think they have a fan club.”

You snorted at the thought, it was amusing to think a bunch of married women who had young grandkids and adult children made a little fan group. “Who’s the head of it all?”

“Mrs Edith Primrose.” He pointed to a tall woman who was clearly sinched and had plastic surgery to look young, her hair was blonde and curled up tightly, her dress was like it was from the 50s and her movements were graceful. It was clear to you that people were terrified of her and she was the Queen of them all.

You hummed. “Let me guess, her daughter is Loralee?”

Levi tapped the side of his nose. “You’re getting it.”

You downed some of your drink. “So, avoid both, yeah? And in the process, I need to stay away from Dean.” You paused a moment. “Anyone else?”

“No, you’re good.”

He hummed a laugh. “You got it.”

You nodded and walked into the Stepford zone. “Oh, they have some great games down there! I’m going to look!”

Levi panicked as you went to run away from him. He grabbed your upper arm making you cheekily laugh. “You are not going anywhere. You will not leave me with those wicked women.”

You laughed. “Okay, okay, but we have to move fast because I cannot stand women like her.”

“Got it.” He walked through them and heard the giggles and whispers begin. He looked down at you. “Can we talk, or pretend we’re talking?”

“Sure, what do you wanna talk about?” You gasped. “Oh! We could have another theology chat, I love those.”

He smiled softly. “Right, let me think. Oh, how do you feel about angels and demons in the texts?”

“It what sense?”

He blushed a little as his question got personal. “Who do you think is better? If you had the chance to date one?”

You didn’t even need to think about this. “Demons, easy question.”

Levi’s cheeks burned. “Why demons?”

You stopped in your path and looked at a sign. “Well, they are the sinners, right? They’ll be better lovers. They’ll love you with everything they have. There’s that saying about heroes and villains. A hero will give their love up to save the world.” You locked eyes with Levi. “But a villain will break the world for their love. I think that’s far more romantic. Don’t you?”

He nodded. “I truly do.”

“Plus, angels are good boys. They’ll be so vanilla. Demons though, they’ll be kinky and I like that.”

Levi blushed hard. “Kinky? That’s what you’re into?”

“Sorry, did that offend you?” You walked closer to him. “My mistake, I should say it like this. “Forgive me father for I have sinned.”

He shivered. “Oh, Gods…”

You pulled back. “Anything else, father?”

He groaned as you batted your lashes at him. “ So, you don’t like angels?”

“No.” You turned to Levi and sighed. “They are egotistic and selfish. Why would I want to be with someone like that? I want something passionate, deep, loving, caring, almost crazy kind of love.” You smiled a little. “I know it’s dangerous, but it’s nice when it’s done well.”

A forced posh voice spoke. “I disagree!” You both turned to see Edith approach, her makeup almost perfect but a bit thick. “Demons are wicked things that are full of sins, but angels guide us all. Why would you want a disgusting demon when you could have a wonderful angel?”

You smiled softly. “My mistake. I was simply teasing father Levi here.”

“That so?” She walked closer with a strained smile. “And who are you? I know everyone in this town, but I don’t know you.”

Levi placed his hand on your shoulder and said your name softly “is repairing the art in the temple. She’s done a fine job. You haven’t seen her because I’ve been rather possessive with her and taken up most of her time. I am sorry.”

She smiled at Levi and became weak at his words. “Oh, well all is forgiven but it would be nice to see her more.” She looked you up and down. “She’s…cute.”

Levi clenched his jaw as he felt irritated. “Excuse us, Mrs Primrose, but my friend and I were in the middle of a conversation and I was showing her around.”

She smiled at you. “Getting special treatment, huh?”

You let out a long sigh. “Yeah, actually. I get the best. He and I go back to my place and have a big fat orgy. We use all sorts of toys and I use both the Gods’ names in vain. I put a lead on him and make him call my mommy.”

She gasped in horror. “You! You! You!”

Levi stifled his laughs. “She’s messing with you because you’ve been rude. I must say, you are not following my teachings very well.”

She blushed hard. “Forgive me. I was very sinful.”

Levi enjoyed the aura of jealousy coming off her and shame. “You will be forgiven, but you should work hard to be a better person because it’s good and not to simply earn your place in paradise.” Levi put his hand on your back. “What do you say?”

You let out a long sigh. “I want to say sorry for snapping. It’s been a coping thing ever since my…never mind, I shouldn’t make excuses. I’m sorry.”

“It’ll be okay. Let’s enjoy the rest of the festival, shall we?”

You nodded and walked with Levi down to the gaming area. “I’m sorry.”

He cast his steel blue eyes on you. “For what?”

“I kind of made it worse.”

He rubbed your back. “You did great. She needs someone to snap at her. You were really funny.”

You blushed a little. “Thanks.”

He stopped in front of a vendor and bought a bag of popcorn. “Want to go in the scary maze?”

You stared at the corn maze and thought it was a cute date idea, but you had to remind yourself that Levi was a priest. “Sure.” You grabbed the bag of popcorn. “Payment.”

He paid for the mazes. “My intention.” He stayed at your side and shared the popcorn with you as people screamed and laughed in the maze. “May I ask something?”

You hummed in agreement. “You can. I mean, we have an open-book policy, right?”

“You mentioned it was a coping mechanism, the whole joking and poking fun thing.” He stopped for a moment. “Coping for what? What happened to you?”

You watched three kids run past giggling away. You smiled as you saw them go. “Wanna know why I am not part of your religion?”

He nodded. “I do.”

You hugged yourself. “Joseph was a beacon of good for the religion. He was a good boy whom everyone praised. I fell for it. Got involved with him and he spoke about your religion like it was beautiful, like it was a dream. I thought I found my happiness, but then he became twisted. He lost his mind, thought he was in touch with the Gods and tried to…” You let out a long sigh. “I lost myself and it left a bad taste in my mouth. I escaped, thankfully, due to my job. I moved to a city to work, changed my number and got someone to collect my things. I never looked back.”

Levi held your hand. “I’m so sorry.”

You sniffed a little as you held back tears. “It felt like he was eating away at me. It’s hard to explain.”

Levi now understood that darkness inside you. Something wasn’t right with your ex, something about him was bad inside that gave him the ability to eat at your light. Levi knew the darkness in you, the small amount was the remains of him. Levi knew what he had to do. He was going to devour the bad in your soul and then break your ex.

You gasped when Levi grabbed your hand and pulled you into the corn away from everyone. “Levi, what are you doing?” You stumbled after him. “Hey!”

He stopped before pulling you against his chest and holding you. “I’m sorry.”

You shook in Levi’s arms. Your arms slowly reached up until you finally grabbed his back and held him. “Thank you.”

He kissed your forehead and took that moment to absorb the darkness within you. He ate it all up and knew this bad was from someone touched by an angel. He pulled back and smiled. “Feel better?”

You inhaled deeply and let out a long sigh. You smiled as you felt truly happy for the first time in years. You felt no weight within you. “Yes. It’s like a weight has been lifted.” You laughed a little. “You’re incredible. Thank you.”

“It’s a pleasure.” He held your hand and pulled you through the corn until you were both out. He released your hand and sighed. “We should head back, right?”

You nodded. “Sure.”

“Father Levi!” A woman’s voice echoed.

Levi winced at the voice. “Yes, Mrs Rogers?”

She grinned at Levi. “Could you please help us? My husband got sick and can’t do the dunk tank. He hasn’t been dunked yet. You won’t be because it’s very rare.” She clasped her hands together. “Please, father Levi. All you need to do is sit on the seat above the water and people throw balls at the target.” She grinned. “It’s for charity.”

You sniggered as Levi looked over at you. “Yeah, father Levi, it’s for charity. Besides, you won’t get dunked.”

Levi held back a groan. “Very well. I’ll do it.” He walked with you and whispered. “I would have thought you’d have my back.”

You smirked. “What are the teachings of your religion?”

He groaned. “You’re evil.”

“I am.” You stopped by the dunk tank. “I’ll take your wallet, phone, keys and anything else.”

Levi grumbled as he gave you everything you asked for. “There, no more valuables.”

“Thank you. I’ll take good care of it all.”

He hummed and climbed up to the seat and sat down. He let out a long sigh. “For charity, right?”

You winked at him. “You’re right. Besides, you’re not gonna get dunked.”

“Uh-huh.”

Levi sat back in his seat and saw you were right. He was there for a while and not a single person dunked him. He got a little bored sitting up there, but you would perk him up by chatting to him and keeping him positive. He’d blush a little and enjoyed the spark between you both. He adored how lively you seemed now that he’d taken away the darkness.

Mrs Rogers sighed. “We’re almost done.” She smiled at you and softly said your name. “Want to try?”

You put Levi’s things down. “Sure.” You took the ball and stood where you needed to be. “Let’s see…”

Levi folded his arms. “Now I know I am safe. There’s no chance you’ll dunk me.”

You tossed the ball up and down. “Oh yeah?”

He nodded. “Yeah.”

You narrowed your eyes at him and wanted him to eat his words. You threw the ball hard and missed. “Damn it.”

Mrs Rogers handed you another ball. “You get three tries.”

You smirked at Levi. “Two more, father.”

“And you’ll miss the last two.”

You threw the second and hit the target. You gasped at being lucky and watching Levi drop down into the water. You jumped up and down. “I got you!”

Mrs Rogers clapped her hands. “Yes! Well done!” She hummed a laugh. “I’m not gonna lie, I have wanted to know what he looks like wet.” She winked at you. “Thank you.”

You giggled. “Well, he’s a handsome man.”

Levi stood up in the tank so the water was up to his waist. He gasped and pushed back his wet hair. His dark gaze locked onto you making you shiver. He growled your name. “You surprised me.”

Your cheeks burned as you saw more of Levi’s body, his wonderful chiselled frame. “Mrs Rogers? Do you have a towel?”

She eyed Levi. “Oh, I do, but this is nice.”

You saw a little crowd of women gathering. You hurried to the stall and found a towel for Levi. You offered your hand to him and helped him get out. “My place is super close. We’ll go and you can have a hot shower and dry off.”

Levi rubbed himself with the towel a little and admired your aura being a rather sweet one. You cared a lot about him and wanted to hide him away to protect him. “Thank you.”

You put the towel around his shoulders before picking his things up from the floor. “I know what it’s like to have people stare at you.” You ushered him along. “It’s not nice being seen as a piece of meat. You’re a priest, for pity’s sake.”

“So, you didn’t like what you saw? Would you prefer Dean?”

You shook your head. “Dean? No.” You looked up at Levi. “I’ve already told you where my affection lies.”

Levi knew you cared for him, he could see it in your aura. He said your name softly. “I am teasing.”

You opened your garden gate. “You…” You huffed. “You got me.” You led him to your front door and allowed him in. “I don’t really have men’s clothes, but I do have some big things. Will that be okay?”

“Yes, thank you.” He slipped his shoes off before following you upstairs to your bathroom. He smiled a little as you turned the shower on for him. “I’ll get your clothes ready. I’ll take your wet ones as well.” You stepped outside the room and waited. “Ready when you are.”

Levi peeled off his clothes and handed them over. “Thank you.”

You rushed off with his thing and stood in front of your washer. You inhaled his natural scent and moaned at how nice he smelt. You groaned a little at how embarrassing your actions were. You shoved Levi’s clothes in the washers and added a few nice things. You next laid out all his personal things before you grabbed some jogging bottoms you owned, your baggiest shirt and a thick cardigan. You placed it all on your bed ready for Levi. You flinched as your bathroom door was shoved open.

Levi stepped out with the towel wrapped low on his hips. His defined V had water rolling down it. His abs shimmered as the light hit the water on them. His pecs were plump and squeezable. “Those mine?”

You gulped hard as you felt a shiver run through you. Your eyes dragged all over his body. You weren’t sure what to say or do. “Hot.”

Levi walked closer to you causing something big to tap against the towel, only adding more fuel to your fire. “Hot? Are you not well?”

“I-I-I…uh…”

He placed the back of his hand on your head. “You feel a little warm.” He touched your neck and slid his hands up to check your glands. “You feel a little run down. Maybe you should take time off painting. I think that’s a good idea, don’t you?”

You nodded. “Y-yes.” You blinked a few times. “How did you get so muscular?”

“I carry books.”

You frowned. “Some heavy fucking books.”

He laughed. “Yeah.” He released you. “I better get changed.”

You jumped. “Oh! Yes. Sorry, umm I tried my best with these. I’ll make a pot of tea.”

Levi watched you run off and felt his heart swell in his chest. He teased you on purpose, but your reaction was adorable. He expected red in your aura, but you have pink and whites again and a bit of red. He found himself falling hard for you. All the questions he asked were to test if he could be with you. You’d been around him for almost two months and his heart yearned for you. He needed to know that you could handle being with a demon. If you could ever love a demon.

He dried himself off and dragged on the bottoms first to see that they were a bit lose on him. He yanked the shirt on and saw it was rather tight on his chest. It clung to his pecs and abs tightly leaving little to the imagination. He topped it off with the cardigan and hummed in happiness at how soft it all was and it smelt of you. He inhaled deep allowing himself to drown in your natural scent. He released a long moan as temptation slowly bubbled away inside him.

He felt compelled to find you. His body moved before his brain even caught up with him. He followed your scent as his demon needs took over. He strolled into your kitchen to see you humming away as you made tea and some treats. He glided over to you like a starved beast. He grabbed your arm and pressed you against the wall causing you to release the cutest squeak. He slammed one arm above your head, his pelvis pressed against yours, and his other hand held your upper arm as he looked down at you.

You shivered as you looked up into his eyes to see his pupils were slits like a cat’s. Part of his slicked-back wet hair on one side hung a little in front of his face. “Father?”

He released your arm and held your waist instead. “Call me by my name when we’re alone.”

“Levi.” Your voice was hushed due to a mixture of excitement and worry. You were very attracted to Levi and you knew you shouldn’t be. You reached up and lightly touched his cheek making him relax. “Levi.”

He closed his eyes and leaned into your loving touch. He sighed your name as he felt compelled by all the forces to take you as his own. He opened his eyes and smiled as you ran your thumb over his bottom lip. “You say it so beautifully.”

You searched his eyes. “Your pupils…”

He turned his head and knew he’d let a part of his demon side slip. “Sorry.”

You turned his head and looked back at his eyes. “Don’t hide them. I think they’re beautiful. I’ve never seen that before.”

He lit up. “You like that?”

“I do.”

He smiled softly. “No one in this town has seen them before. I’m scared to show them. However, you saying they’re beautiful gives me a little boost. So, thank you.”

You traced under his eyes. “You shouldn’t be afraid of something so beautiful.”

“It runs in my family. It happens when I get excited.”

You smirked at him before giggling. “So, little old me excites the priest, huh?”

He tapped his forehead against the wall by your ear. “You have no idea.”

You ran your hands down his chest. “Forgive me, father.”

He pulled back and smiled at you. “You do that on purpose.”

You smirked at him. “I love winding you up.”

He leaned closer as his lips tingled and desired to be connected with yours. He paused then pulled back as the kettle clicked off. “I’ll finish the tea.”

You gripped your chest as your heart threatened to jump out of it. “Sure.” You eyed your joggers on him to see that they fitted him pretty well. His plump bubble butt was tamed behind them. He dragged your eyes up and blushed when you noticed your shirt was a little tight on him. “Ah, I should get you a better shirt.”

Levi glanced over at you and felt amused by your flustered state. “No need. This one is just fine.” He handed you your cup. “It’s not that tight.”

Your hands hugged your cup as you stared at him. “It’s weird seeing you in normal clothes.”

“That bad?” He leaned against the counter and felt worried.

“Nah.” You smiled at him to reassure him. “It’s refreshing and it looks good on you.” You pushed away from the wall and walked to your living room. “So, your things should make it to the dryer tonight, but it’ll be late by the time it’s finished. You can go home in my things and I’ll return your uniform tomorrow, or you can stay the night here. I have a spare room.”

He fiddled with his cup and fought a lot of feelings inside him. He wanted to stay, but if he did people might talk about you in a bad way. If he left you, you’d be all alone and he’d miss out on your company and being close to you. He was conflicted, but he knew in his heart what he really wanted.

You sat back in your seat. “I won’t be offended if you leave.”

“I’ll stay.” He relaxed on the sofa. “It makes more sense to stay and wait for my clothes.” He added a sarcastic tone to his next words. “Plus, I don’t want to pass up on this incredible hospitality.”

You laughed. “Ass.”

He hummed. “Besides, you dunked me so you have to make it up to me.”

“Yeah, yeah.” You stood up. “I’ll make us something small to eat seeing as we ate a lot at the festival for dinner.”

“Sure. Can I help?”

“I’m good.”

Levi watched you work and looked around your home to see you were slowly adding your personal touch to the place. He relaxed in his seat more and took the food you offered. He talked with you until it was late in the night and you passed out in your seat.

Levi scooped you up into his arms before carrying you upstairs and softly laying you in bed. He tucked you in as he smiled softly at how cute you were. He left you and moved his clothes to the dryer before going to the spare room you’d set up for him. He climbed under the covers and let out a long sigh as he thought about you. He wished with everything within him that he could be in your room with you now just holding you, but he couldn’t. He wanted to kiss you so badly, but he needed to at least take you on another date. Levi considered today to be your first date together, he just hoped you felt the same.

You woke up an hour later and whined at being in your normal clothes. You changed into your bed things and slipped back under the covers. You lay there gazing into the dark as you thought about how you and Levi were today. Part of your started to believe that it was more like a date than anything else. Your cheeks burned as you thought about dating Levi. He was perfect for you, but the major problem was he was a priest and he had to be celibate. You couldn’t cross that line.

Could you?

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Cupola by 35grams (Jaackdaw)

Modern AU. Horror. Supernatural. Cathedrals. Eruri. 9 chapters. Assassin Levi. Priest Erwin. Annie Leonhart. Mikasa Ackerman.

After a hit, Levi finds sanctuary in a cathedral.

Cruising along Tumblr some time ago, I came across Seitsensarvi's artwork for this fic, was intrigued and rushed to read Cupola. I rarely read horror but was sucked in by the story. 35grams has a way of writing that is hard to nail down but paints powerful images. The eyes on Levi, the icons, the doves. So many thoughts and questions arise and haunt you as you go deeper into the story. Why is the cathedral alive? What lives in the cathedral (demon? angel? alien? something else?)? Why can't Erwin leave it behind? Please keep in mind there is quite a bit of religious language, rituals and imagery in this fic.

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The Little Mermaid

Summary:  Hange Zoe, princess of Eldia, is even more curious about the outside world after meeting Levi Ackerman.

Disclaimer: The Little Mermaid is an American animated musical fantasy film produced by Walt Disney Feature Animation and Walt Disney Pictures.  Attack on Titan is a manga/anime series written by Hajime Isayama and published by Kondasha. 

A/N:

For context: anyone with royal blood can control the trident. Btw I cant write fight scenes so let’s assume that Kenny and Mikasa attempted to help Erwin, Nanaba, and Rico.

And we are at the end!!! Thank you to everyone for reading. I hope that yall enjoy the final chapter!!!

Huge shoutout to @peculiarvelociraptor for beta reading!

Link to Masterlist: Here

Chapter 6:

They say that the happiest day in a woman’s life is her wedding day.

Pieck was not one of them. She was not happy. In fact, she was furious at Zeke. If Pieck were to be honest, she would rather go back to when the Princess first visited so she could be a prawn again. To her, it was more ideal than this. 

She gracefully walked down the aisle towards her fiance with a fake smile on her face. Her eyes scanned the crowd. On one side was the King, who had a proud smile on his face, Mikasa, who was glaring at Pieck since they met (not that Pieck blamed her), and finally Mike, Levi’s personal guard and close friend. On the other side was Zeke. He blended in with the humans with the crisp black tux he wore, but Pieck knew what he was really thinking. She was nothing more than a chess piece in his plan.

She stopped walking when she made it up to the altar and took Levi's hand. Then things got boring when the priest began to speak. 

"We are all gathered here today to celebrate the marriage between Prince Levi Ackerman and Lady Pieck Galliard."

Pieck frowned at the last name. It might be a hilarious joke to Zeke but not to her. Was it too late to stab Zeke or could she stop the wedding to do it now? 

She took the time to briefly glance over at her husband-to-be. Who knew what the man was thinking behind his robotic stare and stance?

Poor guy. Pieck thought pitifully. She briefly glanced over at the setting sun over the ocean. Any normal person would stop to appreciate the beautiful scenery but not Pieck. She knew that what would occur would be anything but beautiful. 

"And now I will recite something to bless this union"

"Can we just get straight to the kiss?" Levi interrupted with a slightly irritated voice. 

Pieck wanted to roll her eyes as Levi’s uncle howled with laughter from behind them. 

"Of course, your Majesty." The priest said with a chuckle. "Do you-"

Caw

A bird called out. The priest briefly stopped before continuing. 

“As I was saying-”

CAW CAW

Multiple birds called out and it sounded closer this time. 

“What is that?!” A woman yells and everyone turns to the source. Everyone turned to see a massive black blob coming closer as each second passed. Zeke, in the crowd, squints to get a closer look.

“Birds?” He muttered unaware of Eren’s plan. 

“We attack when we get close to the boat! Do not attack the drunk uncle, the stoic prince, and the pretty princess!” Eren yelled to his team before diving down. 

“ATTACK!” Eren yelled and hit the nearest human, which happened to be Zeke. 

“Get off of me you stupid bird!" Zeke yelled as he attempted to grab Eren. 

In the midst of the chaos, Pieck grabbed the shell necklace out of her neck and threw it on the ground. She immediately jumped overboard as a glowing gold orb began to float in the air.

Ahh ah ahhhh. ah ahh ahhhhh.

Hange's voice floated in the air until it found its owner. Hange beamed with excitement for finally regaining her voice. Meanwhile, Levi was free from the spell and his eyes returned to normal. 

"What happened?" Levi groaned and rubbed his head. He looked around his surroundings when he noticed a bright orb floating towards Hange. 

"Hange?" Levi asked and walked closer to Hange. 

"Levi, it’s me." She replied breathlessly, a huge grin illuminated her face. 

Levi's mind went blank, but he knew what he needed to do next. 

Hange. He repeated and ran towards Hange to hug her. "You're here. You're actually here." He said lovingly, unaware of Mikasa and Mike smiling in the background.

"What the heck is going on?" Kenny thought aloud. 

"Levi." Hange’s face became serious. Her eyes briefly glanced at the setting sun. "I need you to kiss me right now." 

Levi looked at her with confusion . "Why?"

"Goddammit, Levi just do it. I'll explain everything later."

Levi smirked. "You don't have to tell me twice."  He replied and leaned up to kiss Hange. 

"No!" Zeke yelled, interrupting the couple. He raised his arm towards them, summoning some water to separate Levi from Hange and throwing him into the sea. 

"Levi!" Hange yelled as she tried to catch him but it was too late. She screamed as Zeke tackled her to the ground. 

"It's too late, Princess." Zeke laughed as he held the struggling Hange. "You're coming back with me." 

"No," Hange said with a strained voice. She felt fear the longer Zeke held her and Levi stayed in the water.

"Not so fast." A new voice joined in. Hange gasped with happiness and relief. 

"Well, well. I didn't know that you invited the whole family." Zeke said mockingly, briefly glancing at the King. He still continued to hold Hange. 

"Let go of my sister,” Erwin demanded with a stern face. Hange noticed the tight grip he had on his gold trident and she felt her eyes water. On a normal day, Hange would stop to hug her brother and apologize for everything, but there was no time for that now. They had a bigger problem on their hands. 

“You and what army?” Zeke’s eyes flickered to behind Erwin where the empty sea lay. “You’re alone.”

“I don’t think so.” a female voice interrupted and Hange almost squealed with joy. Hange had no idea what happened next. One minute, she was being carried off into the sea by her sister.

“Lynne!” Hange exclaimed after they went up for air. Lynne smiled. “Hey, Hange. It has been a while.”

“Don’t forget about us!” Ilse and Petra called out from behind. Hange swam over and immediately pulled the three in for a hug.

“I have missed you all so much. How did you find me? Where are the others?”

Ilse spoke first. “Armin told us what’s going on. Nanaba and Rico are helping Erwin out.” Zeke screamed as if on cue. They watched as Nanaba briefly held the trident up and pointed it to the sky. It began to turn dark and the sisters felt the rain splash on their skin. “As you can see,” she added as Nanaba threw the trident back to Erwin. 

Hange searched around with panic in her eyes. “Where’s Nifa?” 

“Right here.” She called out. Hange noticed that Nifa was not alone. Her sister was carrying a dark but familiar figure. “Guess who I found swimming alone in the ocean,” Nifa chuckled. 

“Levi!” Hange called out and swam towards the duo. “How did you survive?” She asked as she checked him for any injuries. 

“Mermaids.” He said with a dazed look. “They really exist…” 

Nifa giggled. “You would not believe his reaction when he saw I saved him earlier. The human thought that he actually died.” 

Hange wanted to laugh along with her, but they were on a tight schedule. The rain clouds might be covering the sky, but Hange knew that time was ticking before the sun went down. She did the best thing she could think of to snap Levi out of his daze.

She slapped him.

Hard.

“Ow!” Levi yelled while holding onto his injured cheek. “What was that for, Hange?”

Hange rolled her eyes. “I need you to still kiss me before the sun sets.”

Levi blushed red. “R-right.” He stammered and pulled Hange close, both of them treading the water to stay afloat. Meanwhile, Hange’s sisters swam off a bit to give them some privacy. Levi closed his eyes and leaned close. Their lips had just grazed each other before they were interrupted by Hange being pulled down by Reiner and Bertolt. A bright light began to glow underwater.  

“What the?” Levi started.

“No!” Hange’s sisters screamed with horror but it was too late. Hange was gone and the sun had already set. 

Zeke laughed maniacally from above. "It is too late! You are all too late!” Zeke’s body was surrounded by a mist that grew bigger and bigger. The mist dispelled to reveal Zeke’s true octopus form. He jumped off the boat to the ocean with Erwin following from behind. One of his tentacles knocked the side of the boat, causing some of the people to fall into the water, and the boat began to sink. 

Levi began to scream, but no voice came out. It was his birthday all over again, except he was going to lose everyone he loved. 

"Don't worry, human." A mature voice called from behind him. Levi turned around to see a tall mermaid with a blonde undercut, and a short mermaid with short platinum blonde hair. "My sisters and I will take care of the humans.” Nanaba nodded to her sisters to go help but noticed when Rico didn't move. “You need to get to Hange. There is a possibility that Erwin will need your help" 

"How would I do that? I can't swim that far without drowning."

"I think I can help you out there." A new voice joined in and Rico frowned. 

(Levi began to wonder if someone new was going to join in)

He turned to the newcomer. "Who are you?" He asked with confusion. 

Pieck rolled her eyes. She ignored Levi and turned to Nanaba. "You guys can go ahead and I'll handle the Prince."

"Funny to see you again after so long. Why should we trust you, Pieck Finger? I know that you work for Zeke." Rico spoke up with narrowed eyes. 

Pieck sighed. "Used to. I quit a few minutes ago when I snuck into his lair to steal this seaweed." She held up said item for everyone to see and turned to Levi. “This is a special seaweed enchanted by Zeke. This will help you breathe underwater for three hours.” 

Levi reached out to grab the item but was stopped when Rico intervened by pulling out a hidden knife and holding it against Pieck’s neck.

“Rico!” Nanaba lectured but Rico chose to not listen. 

“Why should we trust you? That could be poisoned.” 

Pieck sighed. “You could question that for as long as you want, but right now, the humans and your sister are in trouble.” She pointed towards the sinking ship and to the ocean for emphasis. “But now is not the time to argue. You are going to need my help though. Out of us four, I know Zeke the most.”

Rico studied her for a minute before pulling away and pocketing her knife. “Fine but I will not hesitate to slit your throat if something happens to my family or the human.”

“Fine by me,” Pieck replied. Nanaba grabbed Rico’s hand and dragged her away, leaving Pieck and Levi alone. She turned to Levi while holding out the seaweed. 

“You are going to need this.”

---

Levi was amazed by Hange’s world. He was surrounded by many colorful fish and corals. He wished that he could stop to admire the view, but he was on a time limit now. 

“Zeke’s lair is up ahead,” Pieck said and Levi looked to see where she was referring to. It was not actually hard to figure out where it was because it was surrounded by dust and light beams, indicating a fight occurring. 

“We are going to have to be sneaky about going in. There is a bottle of stonefish venom that will be enough to kill Zeke." She held out the bottle for him to see. "We just have to figure out how to put it in his bottle first,” she finished and handed Levi the bottle. 

“So he has to ingest it?” Levi asked with a hint of surprise that he could talk underwater.

Pieck nodded. “Bingo.” 

It was quiet between the two, but there was an unspoken (and awkward) tension lingering, Levi decided then it was time to address the elephant in the room.

“Why are you helping us? Hange’s sister mentioned that you used to work for Zeke. Why did you switch sides?”

Pieck sighed before answering. “I was like Hange a few years ago, a woman in love. His name was Porco. We were childhood friends, but we wanted to change that. We both went to Zeke to make our wishes come true. It worked for the most part, but we did not meet our condition . Zeke changed us into polyps, but he is a sadistic guy….” She hesitated to keep going.

“Where is Porco now?” Levi carefully asked.

“Gone. That’s all you need to know. Zeke kept me alive to be a puppet. I would rather have stayed as a polyp or joined Pock instead, but I know that he would find a way to throw me back and tell me to live my life.”

The two continued swimming until they stopped at a boulder near the lair. Levi noticed Pieck’s frown as they observed when was the best time to move in. 

“What’s wrong?”

“Something's not right. It is too quiet.”

Levi looked at her confused. “What do you mean? That bearded bastard and the King are being the loud ones right now.” He added while pointing to the struggle occurring. 

“Yes, but someone is missing.” 

“Well, well, well. It seems like Pieck finally decided to visit.” Pieck cursed under her breath and Levi glanced at Pieck with confusion. 

“Reiner. Bertolt.” Pieck said curtly and turned to greet the newcomers. 

“I always knew something was up with you.” Reiner started as he and Bertolt circled around the two. “First, you steal from Zeke, then you bring the human along. What’s next?” Reiner said with a shrug. 

“We are going to split up on my signal,” Pieck whispered, quietly enough for Levi to hear while maintaining eye contact with Reiner and Bertolt. The two started getting closer and closer with every second. 

“Where would we go? We don’t have any weapons and the only person with a weapon is fighting the octopus bastard.” 

Pieck’s lips curled up slightly in a smirk. “Trust me. Just go in the opposite direction.” 

“Okay.”

“Do you have any last words?" Reiner asked after he and Bertolt cornered them. 

“Yeah, I do. Run!” Pieck yelled and ran to her left. Levi nodded and swam to the right. 

“I got the human, you get Pieck.” Bertolt directed to Reiner before they split up. 

He realized that he was at a major disadvantage right now. He did not have a tail like Pieck, so he was not as fast as her, and he was not familiar with the sea. The only options were to swim around and eventually get lost, or somehow lose Bertoldt in the chaos. 

“Over here!” A merman with a green tail waved Levi over. 

Levi hesitantly made his way over to the merman, unsure if he should trust him or not. 

"I'm one of Hange’s friends, Moblit," Moblit stated as he beckoned Levi over. He immediately grabbed Levi when he was within arm's reach and swam away as fast as he could. "I saw Hange get taken away, but what are you doing here?" 

"That other mermaid, Pieck, helped me."

Mobil's eyebrows furrowed slightly. "I see." He then continued to drag Levi around until they were near an old shipwreck. "This is the best place to lose Bertolt. Trust me." He said and stopped in front of the ship. 

Levi looked at Moblit with confusion. "Aren't we going to hide?"

Moblit shook his head. "No. Trust me on this."

The duo watched as Bertolt's figure came closer. That was when Moblit started yelling.

"What are you doing? Are you trying to get us killed?" Levi hissed and Moblit chuckled. 

"Hopefully not."

Levi raised an eyebrow just as Bertolt prepared to attack. He was ready for the pain and closed his eyes. 

Until nothing happened.

"What the?" Levi opened his eyes to see Bertolt being chased by two big great white sharks.  Moblit sighed out of relief.

"C’mon." Moblit urged as he pulled Levi's arm. "We don't want to be shark bait."

There was not a trace of Bertolt left after that. 

---

"Hand over my sister or else," Erwin demanded as he held up his glowing trident, ready to attack.

"Or else what?" Zeke asked as he swam towards Hange. Hange, who was tied down and gagged, could only let out muffled screams. "Your sister was the one who signed the contract. She agreed to the terms and conditions, and as you can see, she did not follow through."

Zeke used one tentacle to grab Hange’s chin and bring her close to him. His hand began to glow an eerie green color. "I think that she will love it here. She will be away from her uptight brother and who knows? She could even be my wife." Zeke added with a smirk.

"You bastard!" Erwin screamed and let out a warning shot near Zeke.

"Look at you being so pathetic. What a king you are." He said and pointed another glowing tentacle out to Erwin. 

"Now die."

Unknowingly to the both of them, another person decided to join in. 

Pieck threw Reiner's body in front of Erwin, and it was too late for Zeke to stop it. Reiner turned into a pile of dust.

"No!" Zeke screamed out in agony before turning his anger out to Pieck. "I'm going to kill you!"

He began to lunge at her but was stopped by Erwin firing a shot at his chest. Zeke began to cough up some blood. 

"Your business is with me, not her." He said and stood protectively in front of Pieck. "Now hand over my sister."

"You want your sister?" Zeke scoffed as he wiped out the blood on his lips. "Then give me the trident in exchange. It's a fair trade."

"No!" Levi yelled out. He and Moblit had finally caught up with everyone else. 

"The human?!" Erwin and Zeke said at the same time. 

"Your Majesty, Hange is worth more than the trident. You should not trade it for her."

Zeke rolled his eyes. "I knew that I should have killed you earlier. You stupid humans going on and on about worth."

Erwin turned to Levi with a stern look. "That is true but Zeke is persistent. I could risk  Hange getting hurt if I don't do it." He then turned to Zeke. "Fine. I will do it." He said and held the trident out for Zeke. 

Zeke greedily grabbed it and began to laugh victoriously. "Yes! It is mine! All mine!"

The binds that held Hange disappear into dust. "Erwin! What did you do?" She asked her brother who stood there stoically. She had expected an answer, not for him to throw a small vial into Zeke’s mouth. 

Zeke stopped laughing to take out the vial but was stopped by Pieck jumping at him from behind. She covered his nose and mouth, effectively causing Zeke to swallow it. Zeke started to cough and he dropped the trident in the midst of it. 

"What? What did you do to me?" Zeke asked and Erwin smirked. 

"The trident only works for people with royal blood. Something that you don't have."

Zeke’s eyes turned red and his body began to pale. He started thrashing around until there was no life left in him. 

“We did it.” Erwin said breathlessly. He swam towards Zeke’s body and towards his sister to free her. 

“Erwin, you’re okay.” Hange hugged her brother and began to cry. “I was so scared.” 

“Shhhh,” Erwin said and rubbed Hange’s back. “You’re okay, Everyone is okay.” 

“Not everyone,” Pieck spoke up and the siblings looked at her with confusion. She pointed at the entrance of the lair where the polyps whined with agony. “Those things there are actually merpeople. You should do the honors, you Highness.” She addressed Erwin. 

Erwin let go of Hange and picked up his trident. A bright light appeared at the end and a golden beam hit the polyps. One by one, they began to turn into regular merpeople. 

“Moblit, help these people get back to Eldia. I’m sure it has been a while since they got to stretch their tails.” 

Moblit nodded and led everyone out of the cave, finally free from their imprisonment. 

“Woww,” Levi said with awe before getting engulfed in a hug by Hange. 

“I missed you, Shorty.”

Levi rolled his eyes and hugged Hange back anyway. “Tch. I missed you too.” 

Meanwhile, Erwin and Pieck smiled at the couple. 

“So what will you do? Are you planning on going back to Eldia too?” Erwin asked Pieck. 

Pieck shook her head. “I don’t. I know some people do not like me being around given my history.”

“You could always stay at the castle. My sisters and I will make sure that you are safe.”

Pieck raised an eyebrow. “Is this your way to make me stay and then eventually become your queen?” She asked with a teasing tone. 

Erwin blushed red. “N-no! I was just trying to help you. None of that other stuff.”

“I’m kidding.” Pieck giggled. “But I am serious about staying.” She eyed the couple and saw herself with Porco. What could have been had it not been for Zeke. “Someone told me to live my life and I am going to follow that.”  

—- 

Hange watched Levi from her rock. The supposed seaweed Levi consumed had finally run out of time, and being in the ocean pressure for a long time had caught up to him. She smiled sadly as Mikasa, Kenny, and Mike ran up to him and cried with relief. Little did she know of another pair of eyes watching her.

“She really loves the humans now, does she?” Erwin said to Armin. 

Armin smiled from atop of Erwin’s shoulder. He started reminiscing of the memories in the human world. “Yeah, she does. Her eyes lit up like the first sunrise of a day or a shining pearl.”

Erwin sighed and looked at his sister with sad eyes. Hange is not a child anymore. She will always be his little sister, but she is old enough to make her own decisions. “I’m really going to miss her.”

“Yeah, I-” Armin stopped and looked at Erwin with shock. “What do you mean?”

“It is time to let her go.” Erwin dragged his trident across the water. The water glowed a light blue and headed towards Hange’s direction. 

Hange was too focused to see it until she noticed the blue light around her. She recognized that magic anywhere and she shed a tear. 

“Thank you, Erwin.” She whispered before being enveloped by the light. 

---

“Levi!” Mikasa exclaimed before enveloping her brother into a suffocating hug. “You’re okay.”

Levi felt the tears in his eyes and returned the hug. He noticed a few more figures heading his way. 

“Kenny? Mike? Is that the castle staff too?”

Mikasa chuckled and pulled away from her brother. “You had the whole castle worried about you.”

“I thought you died!” Kenny exclaimed after he caught up with the duo. “Do you know how worried I was? I didn’t want to lose you after losing Kuchel.”

Levi realized someone was missing after Kenny’s statement. He turned to Mikasa with hopeful eyes. “Is Hange here?”

Mikasa looked away with downdraught eyes. Even Kenny avoided Levi’s stare because of how awkward the situation was. 

Luckily for them, Mike was there. “We haven’t seen you here since the attack. It was like she disappeared.”

“Oh.’ Levi said dejectedly. 

“Don’t be so down now. Her kingdom is probably not too far. Besides, what are the chances of her magically showing up right now anyway?”

“Highly unlikely,” Levi replied with a depressed tone. There was his one chance to finally be with someone he wanted and now she was gone without a trace. 

Meanwhile, the rest of the castle staff noticed a bright light in the ocean. They saw the figure of a familiar woman heading their way and they gasped with awe. 

“Oh.“ One of the maids, Ymir, started.

“My.” Another maid, Sasha, said with her jaw open from shock. 

“Gosh.” A third maid, Hitch, finished. 

A third maid, Historia, started to jump with glee and ran to the royal family. “Your Highness! Your Highness! I see Lady Hange heading this way!”

“Where?” Levi jumped up but stumbled a bit due to his imbalance. 

“Whoa be careful kiddo. I don't think she is going anywhere.” Kenny joked while Mikasa and Mike laughed. 

Normally, Levi would tell them to shut up, but he did not care. He needed to see Hange. And that’s what he did, a man in love, ran across the beach to meet his woman. Levi ignored the cheers coming from his family and the castle staff because his eyes were only focused on Hange. To him, she looked stunning in her sparkly sea blue dress. Like a goddess rising from the sea. 

Who knew that the stories his mom would tell him before would actually be true? That there was an underwater kingdom filled with merfolk. Levi didn’t. Yet, he knew that there will be a day when he will get down on one knee and propose to one of the kingdom’s princesses. It was funny how life worked that way.

Levi stopped when the ocean water hit his calves so he could pick up Hange and twirl her. She smelled like saltwater and her laugh was like music to his ears. Levi pulled her close so their foreheads touched. 

“Welcome home.” He whispered and Hange smiled the radiant smile Levi loved. 

He finally kissed her.

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The condition Pieck referred to was being pregnant buuutttt Zeke never let that happen 😭

That's the end! I hope that you all enjoyed it. See you at the next story! The focus is nicosasha in a beauty and the beast au!

Be on the lookout for another chapter added lol. You will see ;)

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