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hello, can i please, please, PLEASE ask for a sequel to „stupid prick”?? i’m obsessed with medic!reader and grumpy and vulnerable levi 😭 can they meet in the survey corps headquaters, where he has to be patched up after a dangerios mission and she is the new best medic around? and they recognize each other and hanji sees that and tries to lowkey get them get together and release the pent up sexual frustration from years back? bc wveryone around sees what is happening 🔥🔥and bc they obviously have the hots for each other his recovery process is getting more and more steamy ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥 i love your writing so much, thank you for all you do 💕💖💕

A/N: Hey guys!!! I’m finally back!! WHOO! 😂😅 It feels so good to be posting a fic again, I just hope tumblr doesn’t eat this one like it usually does 😑 I actually wanted to post this one last night instead, but I ended up extending it and writing like four extra pages in the middle and at the end so I wanted to take today to edit it and make sure it actually sounded okay lol. But I really hope this is what you guys were looking for!! This one has been a popular demand so I really hope I did it justice! I don’t feel like it is my best piece, but it was really fun to write anyway! Also, since you didn’t necessarily specify in the ask, I just went ahead and made this a full NSFW, so warnings for that will apply, but it’s not til the very end. Okay, now enough bullshit from me, here is the sequel to “Stupid Prick”! Thank you so so much for your sweet compliments, they seriously make my day 🥺❤️ I hope you guys enjoy!!

(Warning: NSFW!! Minors DNI plz! It’s not super nuts but I would like to point out that this fic features unprofessional conduct and misuse of a hospital room and certain medical supplies. Plz never try this at home, it is fiction and even though I tried to make it as realistically applicable as possible, it’s still not something you should try lol)

🐉 Song Recommendation: “Lost With You” By: Patrick Watson 🐉

Word Count: ~10.8k

Part 1 is here!

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🔥 Damn Idiot 🔥

What time is it?

The sky was dark, swallowing the moon whole and leaving nothing but the weak, distant light of the stars to combat the shadows of the night. A soft breeze was rustling the leaves outside, flowing in through the cracked open window of the lead medical office, filling the space with a gentle coolness, one that sent pleasant tingles down the spine but failed to coax goosebumps to the surface of skin. The flame of the lone candle sitting on the largest desk in the room fluttered in that breeze but did not die out, casting dancing shadows along the walls as its warm, golden hue was toyed with.

It must be late, I should go to sleep soon.

As if the room itself could hear her thoughts, a tall grandfather clock in the corner of her office, a gift from her old master, started to chime. (Y/N) groaned as the somewhat dull sound, one she was usually fond of, clanged through her head. It sounded louder all of a sudden, making her skull pound with even sharper pulses than it had before. She laid her head down, resting her throbbing forehead on her crossed arms, silently counting the number of chimes.

1… 2… 3…

She counted until the clock slowed to a stop, the final clang ringing in her ears long after the pendulum had ceased moving.

Damn it.

It was four in the morning. (Y/N) knew she needed to sleep, needed to be sharp so she could do her best to heal the soldiers of the Survey Corps when they came back from their week long expedition, but she felt too restless. She had tried everything from teas to calming creams to soaking in a bath. Nothing had worked to settle her frazzled nerves, to quiet her overactive brain.

The worst part was, she didn’t even know why she was feeling so bothered. It had been years since she’d escaped from the Underground and made it back to her healing center with her old master. She had long since completed her training and had been with the Survey Corps ever since. She was used to seeing the worst injuries imaginable. At least, as used to it as one could be when faced with tragedy and misery. She had seen everything from bodies ripped in half to faces that were no longer recognizable. On several occasions, she had beared witness to the death of a comrade shortly after their arrival to the infirmary, their wounds too severe for even her to fix, despite her reputation.

But something was bothering her. She couldn’t pinpoint it exactly, but something felt different about this expedition, and it was making her nervous. She had thought that maybe catching up on some of the paperwork waiting for her on her desk would help distract her, but all it had ended up doing was give her a headache and a sour attitude.

Get a grip, (Y/N), you’re a medic for the Survey Corps for fuck sake. You can do this. Just go the fuck to sleep.

Forcing her head up from her desk, (Y/N) stood and blew out the candle beside her before turning on her heel to head to her bedroom. It was attached to her office, a door connected just to her left, but the walk felt as if it were miles long, her feet dragging across the wooden floor with every step. By the time she collapsed face first into her bed, her very bones were aching with exhaustion but her mind still refused to settle, making her feel jittery despite herself. She gritted her teeth, clenching the sheets in her fists as she tossed and turned, trying to beat her bed into submission, as if that would somehow cure this never-ending insomnia.

“God damn it!” (Y/N) growled when sleep still refused to come, pushing herself up onto her elbows so she could hang her head over the pillow, trying her hardest not to scream out in frustration.

“Calm down, brat. You’re already an annoying pain in my ass, no need to make it worse.”

(Y/N)’s head jolted up in surprise, the voice so clear, so close in her ear that she could’ve sworn he was right next to her.

Levi.

It had been years since she had last seen him. Since she had escaped from the human trafficking operation with him and brought him back from the edge of death. It had been years since she had made the promise to see him again.

The thought made a pang of guilt rip through her chest. She had never forgotten him, not even for a second, but that didn’t mean she didn’t still feel as if she had betrayed him. She had tried her best to make it back down to the Underground, against her better judgment, but by the time she had finally made it back to that filthy, dilapidated house on the corner, they were already gone. She had searched for any sign of them, of the grumpy raven, the bright redhead, and the charming blonde, but it was almost as if they had never existed. She had left the Underground that day distraught and wondering if it all really had been just a dream, something her brain had conjured up as a way to cope with the trauma of the human trafficking ring.

But then why did his voice sound so real? So familiar? She could picture all of them so clearly, and a part of her could almost still smell the fresh linen scent that always radiated from Levi, even when he was laying in a pool of his own blood in the dingy basement of a madman. They were real, she knew that. They were also most likely dead. She knew that too.

Rolling onto her back, (Y/N) rested her laced hands on her stomach and stared at the ceiling, considering what she would say back if he were sitting beside her in that moment. A tiny quirk to her lips appeared as she remembered the way she used banter with the three of them, but what really made her smile was when she imagined Levi’s annoyed scowl, aimed right at her whenever she sassed back at him. She would’ve never told him to his face but she had loved riling him up with snarky comments and teasing remarks. His scowl was just so adorable sometimes, especially when he was wrapped in bandages and lying helplessly in his bed. It made him look like a pouting child who didn’t get his way, rather than the dangerous criminal she knew he was.

But that was what made it all the more thrilling, all the more enjoyable when standing by his side. He was the most feared thug in the Underground and yet he lowered his walls for her. It made her giddy, remembering the way he had briefly embraced her before she left, giving her a light squeeze, as if afraid to let her walk out the door.

Until the thoughts of their empty, abandoned house flashed back into her mind, reminding her that maybe he had been right to be afraid. It was almost as if he had known he was never going to see her again, but had let her walk out the door anyway, not wanting to drag her down with him.

Gods, she missed them. She thought it was pretty ridiculous to miss them as much as she did when she was only with them for a couple of weeks, most of which was spent in silence and dark tension as Levi’s life hung in a delicate balance, but she couldn’t help it. She just wanted to know that they were okay, and maybe, selfishly, get to see them one last time.

Closing her eyes, (Y/N) let the wave of grief wash over her before rolling onto her side and pulling the blankets up to her chin, burying her face in the warm sheets in a desperate attempt to seek comfort.

“Goodnight Levi, goodnight Farlan, goodnight Isabel,” (Y/N) whispered into the empty room. “Wish me luck tomorrow.”

“Doctor!”

(Y/N) was already standing and in the process of slinging her medical bag over her shoulder by the time Squad Leader Hanji kicked open her door to slam against the back wall. Hanji had always been known for their hyper, messy qualities, their energy always giving them an air of optimistic insanity, but one look at the scientist made adrenaline pump through (Y/N)’s veins, her heart pounding against her chest.

Hanji was breathing so hard their voice came out brittle, their eyes wide and their hair yanked messily from their bun, the blood and dirt caked strands falling to leave dark streaks on their cheeks. They were leaning heavily against the door frame, their knuckles bleached white from the force with which they grasped the wood, forcing themself to stay standing despite their obvious pain and exhaustion.

“I’m here, where am I needed?” (Y/N) asked, whisking past Hanji only to pause and offer the squad leader a shoulder to lean on. They tried to wave (Y/N) off but the medic refused, allowing her comrade to lean heavily against her as they made their way to the infirmary.

“Emergency ward,” Hanji coughed. “Humanity’s Strongest is down; needs immediate care.”

Alarm flashed through (Y/N)’s system followed by a wave of dread. Humanity’s Strongest Soldier? She had never met the man, never even seen him in action or otherwise. All she had ever known of him were the rumors that had made their way to the infirmary or her office from her fellow medical staff and the patients who stayed for longer than a day in the infirmary wing. And now she was expected to heal him, the most powerful soldier in the Corps, the one man who holds the hope of all of humanity in his palms. If she were to fail in any way…

(Y/N) shook her head, forcing the negative thoughts from her mind. She had to focus, if she went into this unsure of herself, she’d never be able to succeed. “Thank you Hanji, don’t worry, I’ll take it from here. All I need you to do is get some rest and focus on healing, okay?”

Finally reaching the emergency wing, (Y/N) settled Hanji into the first empty bed she found, making sure the Squad Leader was properly tucked in with their leg supported and elevated before reluctantly leaving the rest to another doctor so she could find the one who needed her help the most. Turning around, (Y/N) spotted the bed in the next cubicle over, the white curtains drawn in front to cover the patient lying inside. She didn’t need another doctor to tell her who was behind those curtains.

Taking a deep breath, (Y/N) made her way over to the bed, shoving her nerves to the bottom of her stomach so she could focus solely on healing her newest patient. No matter his status, his role in the war, his importance, he was still a human like any other, a human who needed her help.

I can do this.

Giving herself one last moment to feel grounded, (Y/N) finally pulled the curtains aside, allowing her eyes to scan over her newest patient to assess the extent of the damage done to his body. Only, she didn’t get very far in her analysis before her jaw dropped, her eyes widening in shock.

It was Levi, her Levi, right in front of her.

After so many years apart, she couldn’t believe he was sitting right here, in the flesh. It was almost as if history was repeating itself. The sight of him laying in a bed, unconscious, already wrapped in bandages, made her think back to when they were in the Underground again, bundled into his old bedroom as she fought to keep him breathing.

It sparked her to jump back into action, fear flooding her system as she realized the extent of his injuries. He looked so battered, his face bruised and bloodied. Pulling back the sheets revealed a hastily bandaged torso, blood already soaking through the creamy white fabric in several places. The skin of his legs was less damaged than the rest of him, but she could tell his femur in his left leg was fractured, several violent purple bruises blooming on the surface of his otherwise clear skin.

Swallowing thickly, (Y/N) forced her concern down as far she could to rest with her nervousness and snapped into clinical mode, her shaky breathing the only indication of her stressed state.

“Hang in there, Levi, I’m here. I’m gonna make you feel all better, just like I did last time, I promise.”

Nobody bothered her as she got to work, only interfering to hand her the tools she needed as she requested them. She didn’t speak unless she had to, focusing on carefully removing his bandages so she could get to work on stitching him back up. She paused for a second once the cloth had been stripped away, her fingers drifting softly over the puckered skin of the scars from the wounds she had healed in the past, before quickly shifting her attention back to the problem at hand.

She worked meticulously for hours, reminding herself to remain calm as she slowly threaded the stitches through his skin, taking special care to do it just as well, if not better than the first time she had ever stitched him up. She was grateful for her access to proper medical supplies, a tiny smile teasing at the corners of her lips as she thought about when she’d had to use ripped up old sheets for bandages that she’d then had to wash in a well several streets over.

Her back started to throb, sweat beading on her forehead as she finished closing the last of his open wounds and moved to work on setting his broken leg properly, but she barely even noticed the pain and exhaustion, her focus lasered on the man laying in the bed in front of her. A few doctors even tried to take over once his condition was no longer in the critical range, but (Y/N) refused without a second thought, unwilling to be moved from the person she had ached to see for so long, the person she thought might’ve been nothing more than a ghost.

Finally, as the sun was starting to sink behind the walls, casting the room in vibrant splashes of pink and gold, (Y/N) finished with the last bandage, gently placing the cloth underneath the silver bar of Levi’s new leg brace, tugging it gently to make sure it was securely fastened. Once she was sure nothing would come loose in his sleep, she leaned away, her hands on her hips as she arched her back in a stretch. Her eyes never left him. They constantly roamed over him, as if still disbelieving that he was here and alive and healing.

“Hey Doctor (L/N)!”

(Y/N) jumped out of her skin at the loud voice sounding behind her, whirling on the spot with wide eyes, as if she had been caught doing something she shouldn’t have.

“God, Micah, you can’t fucking scare me like that! What if I had still been working on the Captain?”

Micah, a spritely young nurse-in-training assigned under (Y/N)’s command, smiled widely at her in response, his arms coming up to fold in front of his chest. “Oh don’t worry, Teach, I knew you were done with him already. If I had thought you were still working, I never would’ve considered sneaking up on you, but since you were just staring at him, I figured you might need someone to snap you out of it.”

(Y/N) blushed, both embarrassed and slightly annoyed. She loved Micah, she really did, he had always made sure to keep things interesting in the clinic. He never let things get too dull despite their already hectic careers, but sometimes he could be a little too perceptive. He was a smart kid, in spite of what his chaotic energy seemed to suggest, and he knew how to use it when least expected.

“I wasn’t staring at him, I was just making sure I did all of the stitching and bandaging right. You know how high profile he is, what if I messed something up just because I was being careless right at the end?” (Y/N) said, busying herself with cleaning the leftover supplies to avoid having to meet her pupil’s gaze.

His cheeky grin suggested she didn’t need to make eye contact for him to see right through her lie. “Sure you were. I bet you were also making sure none of his abs were damaged on the mission, right?”

(Y/N) sent a dark glare his way but couldn’t stop the slight twitch of her lips. She couldn’t help it when she was around the kid. He could definitely be annoying at times when he wouldn’t mind his own business, but he always knew how to make her laugh.

“Ah hah! I knew I was right!”

“Shut up, you don’t know what you’re talking about,” (Y/N) snapped, her blush now extending to the tips of her ears.

“Hey, I think it’s cute that you have the hots for the Captain!” Micah said with his hands held up in defense. “I don’t know how you plan on getting his attention though, he’s never been one for relationships as far as I’ve heard. But no matter what, I’m here to support you every step of the way, Teach!”

(Y/N) bent over Levi to tuck the covers underneath him and hide the genuine smile that graced her lips at Micah’s comment, making sure to wipe most of it from her features before turning to face him. His eyes were still glittering warmly when she walked by him, so she made sure to give him an affectionate slap on the arm as she passed, smiling wider at the snicker he let loose in response. They were just about to leave for dinner, to take a break before getting in the shower and heading to bed when (Y/N) paused, casting one last glance over her shoulder at the comatose Captain still sleeping soundly.

“You know, I think I might have a few ideas for this one.”

“Four Eyes, get out of my way, I’m fine.”

Hanji scoffed, placing their hands on their hips as they met Levi’s glare with a menacing look of their own, refusing to back down from their spot in front of the emergency ward door.

“Absolutely not, Levi. You have to stay in bed and rest, doctor’s orders.”

“You’re not in bed resting,” Levi bit back in annoyance, his brows furrowed.

“That’s because I had a badly sprained ankle and was suffering through a burnout from the lack of food and hydration. I was released after a couple days of rest and nutrients. You, on the other hand, have a broken leg, several sizable gashes, and a concussion, there’s a difference.”

“I said I feel fine.”

“I don’t care how you feel, the doctor said you have to stay in bed so you are going to stay right here until they deem it appropriate for you to leave. Until then, if I have to tie you down to the headboard, I will.”

Levi raised a brow, “Sorry, Shitty Glasses, I’m not into that kinky shit.”

Hanji snorted, “Since when?”

Levi sent a dark scowl her way and once again attempted to stand up, only to get forcefully shoved back onto the mattress by a gleeful Hanji.

“It won’t matter if I get hurt walking around if all you’re going to do is break more of my bones shoving me back into bed,” Levi grumped when the impact of his short fall made him wince with the jolt of pain to his leg.

“If that’s what I have to do to get you to stay put, then I will.”

Levi gave Hanji a choice hand gesture in response to that one, only to have them stick their tongue out in return, making his nose wrinkle at their childish antics.

“Who the fuck confined me to this bed anyway but isn’t brave enough to tell it to my face? Which doctor is supposed to be assigned to me?”

Hanji opened their mouth to answer but was promptly interrupted by the sound of someone clearing their throat behind them, prompting the scientist to move aside. Levi’s frown suddenly relaxed, his expression giving way to one of pure astonishment as he took in the sight of his doctor leaning against the door frame, her arms crossed over her chest and her eyes sparkling with unfiltered joy.

She looked good, he realized, healthy, so different from how she had looked after spending so much time in that filthy house the human trafficking ring was held in. Her hair was full of volume and color, and looked so silky his fingers were tempted to run themselves through it. Her skin appeared soft and damn near glowing, completely devoid of the dirt and blood that had covered it for days in the Underground. The only thing that hadn’t changed was her eyes. They were still so full of hope and a brightness that not even the darkest corners of the Underground were able to smother. The same brightness she had turned to him with whenever he grew too pessimistic, eager to show him the glass half full. It was never a naive hope, she was never clueless to the dire nature of their situation, but she had always had that spark in her gaze, the one that still haunted Levi’s dreams to this day.

He realized after a moment that he was staring and quickly averted his eyes, trying to hide the fact that he had not heard a single thing that was spoken since she had entered the room. Her smile only got wider at his bashful expression, her arms unfolding as she pushed away from the doorframe to shuffle further into the room.

“I don’t think you heard me, I said that I am the doctor who confined you to this bed and will be looking after you for the next few weeks of your recovery.”

Levi nodded slowly, his words lodged in his throat, feeling as if his mouth was stuffed with cotton. He knew Hanji was staring at him, confused at his strange behavior, but he couldn’t find it in himself to slip his mask back into place, even to hide from the infinite teasing he was sure would come later from the titan freak.

He couldn’t help it, the woman he had been dreaming about since the day she had walked out of his house was right in front of him, in the flesh, alive and healthy. He didn’t think he would ever see her again, despite his promise to Farlan. He felt as if he were looking at a ghost. A very physical, happy, living ghost.

(Y/N)’s smile turned softer, almost a little melancholy, as if she could also see the memories that were flashing across his mind rapid fire, rendering him speechless. “Hello, Levi.”

Swallowing thickly, Levi raised his head and met her gaze, his hair raising uncomfortably at the way she made his heart pound against his ribcage.

“Hey, (Y/N).”

Hanji’s loud squawk of surprise and indignation broke the spell in the room, making Levi’s scowl return full force.

“Wait a fucking second, you know each other!? And you didn’t tell me?”

“It wasn’t as if we had the chance, Four Eyes, stop shouting.”

“B-But you guys know each other!”

“Yeah, and?” Levi grumbled, crossing his arms stubbornly over his chest.

(Y/N) chuckled at the raven’s pouty expression, the bright, lovely sound he hadn’t heard in so long making his frown relax slightly.

“Well, how did you two meet? How long have you known each other? What drove you two apart? How do you feel now that you two are back together again? Holy shit, were you two lovers!? Does that mean you-”

“Shut. Up. Hanji!” Levi snapped, a foreign panic rising in his chest as the scientist continued to ask him questions rapidfire.

Thankfully, (Y/N) merely laughed again at Hanji’s overexcitement and intervened before Levi could blow a gasket. Sending a reassuring glance his way, she moved from behind the scientist to stand by Levi’s bedside, fiddling with the supplies on a nearby tray table to make sure they were all organized for when she would need to use them next.

“No, no, Hanji, it was nothing like that. I met Levi when I was brought Underground by my master to learn how to treat leg injuries. He was there for me when a group of thugs thought it would be a fun idea to jump me when my master and I got separated. Ever since then, we’ve interacted a few more times, but my training as a medic and Levi’s new ranking as Captain kept us from seeing each other too often.”

Levi frowned as Hanji tittered happily at the story, a beaming smile on their face as they stopped teasing him and left with a departing wave, finally giving the pair some privacy.

When the door to the private room was closed, (Y/N) turned back to Levi, finally allowing the tears she had been holding back to flow down her cheeks.

Before he could react, she threw herself at him, wrapping her arms around him as gently as possible despite her obvious excitement to stay mindful of his healing injuries. His eyes widened, his hands hovering in the air over her waist, twitching nervously as his brain short-circuited and he fought to regain control of himself. He was still trying to process the fact that he was being hugged for the first time since his friends had died when (Y/N) pulled away, not minding his frozen state of shock. Wiping away her tears, she sent him a sympathetic smile.

“Sorry,” she mumbled, now concerned she had overstepped some boundaries, “I’m just… really glad you’re alive.”

Levi finally managed to reboot his brain and shook himself out of his stupor, mentally slapping himself for letting himself be so affected by this woman. “Why did you lie?”

“Huh?” (Y/N) asked, confused by the sudden change in topic.

“To Four Eyes just a minute ago. Why did you lie to them about how we met?”

“Oh, that.” (Y/N) said, turning away from him to check his chart, “I knew if I told them the truth that not only would they tease both of us, mainly you, but that it would also spread like wildfire. I enjoy Hanji’s company and I think they are a very sweet person but they aren't the best at keeping secrets. I figured getting credit for something I was happy to do anyway wasn’t worth possibly tarnishing your reputation.”

Levi shook his head, “But you saved me, not the other way around.”

“You saved me more than you think, Levi,” (Y/N) mumbled quietly as she faced him again, reaching out to gently rotate his non-broken leg to check on a gash he had sliced along his calf.

“What?”

“I said that maybe I’ll tell her the truth someday, when you’re all healed and have a chance to escape from her jokes and teasing remarks,” (Y/N) said in a louder voice for him to hear.

He still looked skeptical but dropped the subject, grateful for her consideration of his feelings even if they didn’t sit right with him. Leaning back on his palms, Levi reclined against the feeling of her soft hands on him and sighed. Gods, he had missed the way she touched him.

That sudden thought made him jolt slightly. What the fuck?

“Oh, did that hurt?” (Y/N) asked, pulling her hands back in alarm, afraid she had pressed too hard on one of his wounds.

Levi quickly waved her off and forced himself to relax again, trying his best to ignore how good it felt to have her touching him. It was quiet for a long moment, the air thick with unresolved tension as (Y/N) worked on cleaning his injuries and replacing his old bandages with fresh ones. He felt as if he had so much to say to her and yet had no way of forcing them off the edge of his tongue. A muscle twitched in his jaw as he ground his teeth together, trying to pin at least one thought down, something, anything he could use to fill the tense atmosphere.

“I’m glad too,” Levi eventually said, “that you’re alive.”

He immediately wanted the ground to open up and swallow him whole the minute the words left his mouth, his breath catching in his throat when (Y/N) paused in her efforts to patch him up.

When she finally looked back up at him, she had more tears in her eyes, but a large, watery smile tugged at her lips.

“Thank you, Levi.”

After that first day, (Y/N) spent every moment she could with Levi. While part of that was due to the injuries he sustained and her duty to heal him to the best of her ability, it was clear that wasn’t all there was to their time spent together to anyone who was paying attention. Especially when she spent even her free moments and breaks by his side. He had tried to convince her that she didn’t need to spend every waking moment with him, afraid she was wasting time she could be spending doing something relaxing or productive, but (Y/N) held firm, refusing to leave him unless she really had to. Thankfully, due to Levi’s importance, her duties were almost completely relegated to his care for the time being, so she didn’t have to worry too much about the other patients in the infirmary, trusting her fellow colleagues to take care of them for her while she worked on Humanity’s Strongest.

She felt especially compelled to stay by his side when she learned of the deaths of Isabel and Farlan, the pair dying to an abnormal titan during a severe thunderstorm just three months prior. It killed her to learn that the sweet redhead and charming blonde were gone, but she couldn’t even begin to imagine the kind of pain Levi was in. He had tried to put on a brave face, a mask to hide his pain, but (Y/N) saw through it as if she were looking through glass, possibly the only person who really could.

Grieving together had been a testament to the strength of their friendship, the pair only growing closer as the days passed and they learned to cope through each other and the time they spent together.

The thought brought a smile to (Y/N)’s face as she made her way through the near empty halls, her arms full with the tray of food she was on her way to bring to Levi from the dining hall. She normally would’ve asked someone else to do this for her so she could continue to stay by Levi’s side, but she needed to stretch her legs a little and she trusted Levi enough at this point to stay put when she asked him to.

He had fought her on that the first few days of his healing process, just as he had in the Underground when she was healing him so many years ago, but she found he couldn’t really say no to her when she asked him nicely. She knew he was getting restless, eager to rejoin the ranks and start up on his training routine again, but she also knew he would only injure himself further if he rushed into things. Shaking her head at the thought of the grumpy, energetic man, she shifted the tray to one hand so she could use the other to dig through her pockets for her keys.

Levi had been moved to her room just the other day. It had been Hanji’s idea, the brunette suggesting the arrangement with unbridled glee, much to Levi’s chagrin. It was a sound idea and made sense given the situation, but (Y/N) couldn’t help but wonder if the scientist had an ulterior motive based on the near feral smile they had flashed at Levi when (Y/N) had agreed. In the end, the arrangement had worked out. Having him in her room proved to be better functionally, giving her plenty of time and room to focus on nothing but his improving health.

Fitting the keys into the lock, (Y/N) pushed the door open with her hip and fought to keep a disappointed expression when she found Levi standing in front of her bookshelf, his piercing eyes flitting over the many various titles. It was endearing, almost a little charming to see the fierce captain of the Survey Corps idly standing in her office, waiting for her to return. It was almost as if he was supposed to be there, as if he belonged there. It was oddly domestic.

Shoving that thought to the side, (Y/N) placed her tray of food on her desk and made her way to his side, placing her hands on her hips in as stern of a manner as she could. “You sir, are supposed to be in bed resting. What are you doing up?”

Levi at least had the decency to look a little cowed despite the scowl he threw in her direction. “I just wanted something to read. I’ve got to have something to do when your annoying voice isn’t here to keep me constantly distracted.”

“First of all, my voice is not annoying,” (Y/N) said with a huff, ignoring the way he playfully scoffed in mock disbelief. “Secondly, if you really wanted something to read, you know you could’ve asked me. You just wanted an excuse to ignore my orders.”

He shrugged but didn’t deny it. For a fraction of a second, (Y/N) almost thought she saw the corner of his mouth twitch up into a smile, but it was gone just as quickly as it had come. Maybe it had just been a trick of the light.

“Either way, you still need to get back to bed. Your body won’t heal any faster if you spend all your time undoing my hard work with your incessant need to be entertained.”

Levi’s nose wrinkled as he finally turned to face her, begrudgingly following her back to her bedroom. “I don’t need to be coddled.”

“Hm, are you sure about that?” (Y/N) asked with a soft cackle when she glanced back to see the aghast look on his face. “Come on, doctor’s orders, which means you have no choice but to listen to me if you wanna get back out in the field.”

Levi didn’t respond but eventually crawled back under the sheets of her bed, batting her hands away when she tried to help him. She giggled at his reluctance to accept her help, even after all this time, and busied herself instead with grabbing the tray of food from her office. Once he had settled himself back against the pillows, (Y/N) placed the tray on his lap and perched on the edge of the bed so she could ensure that he ate properly. He rolled his eyes at her mother henning tendencies but didn’t push her away as he dug into the vegetable stew and bread she had brought for him.

“Just out of curiosity,” (Y/N) asked after a few moments of silence, “what book were you interested in reading when you were looking at my shelf?”

Levi glanced at her over his bowl of soup, taking his time to swallow the bite in his mouth before responding. “There’s the sequel to a horror novel I was reading before the mission. I was thinking of maybe finishing the series now that I’m being forced to relax against my will.”

(Y/N) beamed at him with the most smug expression she could manage, her smile only widening when he gave her an unimpressed look. “Well, you said earlier that my annoying voice is a good distraction. Would you let me read to you? It’ll help pass the time.”

She could tell he was thinking about it, debating on whether or not it was safe to admit that he liked when she read to him. She could almost see the gears turning in his head as he considered her proposition, before he eventually nodded. She was out of her seat before he had even finished giving her an answer, rushing back into her office to grab the novel of his choice.

(Y/N) knew she was probably being a little unprofessional, she hardly ever read to her patients unless she knew they weren’t going to make it. But she found she didn’t care as she plopped herself down beside Levi once more and peeled the book open to flip to the first page. She knew she was probably being a bit selfish as she scooted closer to him after the first few chapters, leaning into him just the slightest amount to absorb the heat that seemed to radiate from his body. But she found she didn’t care about that either as Levi leaned back into her touch just an inch, almost to the point where she couldn’t feel it. But she knew, she knew in the way the blush rose back into his cheeks, in the way his muscles relaxed just a tad, in the way his heart sped up against her shoulder.

Levi didn’t talk to her much, but (Y/N) felt closer to him than she ever had before. Although the pair slept in different rooms, him on her bed in her bedroom and her on the couch in her office, there was something inexplicably intimate about sharing living quarters. She was constantly around him, slowly but surely getting to know Levi all over again. His recovery time seemed to rapidly decrease with every passing day, the strong young man healing way faster than anybody other than (Y/N) was prepared for. She knew any day now he would be cleared for duty once more, and the two of them would go right back to their own lives, their separate daily routines.

The thought sent a spear of something sour to (Y/N)’s stomach but she refused to acknowledge it. She was unwilling to let her own feelings for him get in the way of his recovery. She was happy for him, he would finally be free from her constant nagging and be able to live his own life for the first time in weeks. Swallowing the bitter taste in her mouth and pushing away all selfish thoughts of wanting to keep him by her side, (Y/N) prepared to enter the infirmary where she would be getting the results for Levi’s final physical examination, proof that he was finally fully healed of all injuries.

“Doctor (L/N)!”

(Y/N) turned at the sound of Micah calling her name, surprised to see the young nurse standing beside Squad Leader Hanji, both of whom were wearing what looked to be shit-eating grins, even from their current distance. (Y/N)’s eyes narrowed but she made her way over to the pair.

“Micah! What can I do for you?”

“I was just coming by to give you the good news! There was a slight mix-up in the scheduling, so now you will be conducting Captain Levi’s final examination!”

(Y/N)’s brow raised as she turned to Hanji, looking for further explanation. The scientist’s expression was immediately sheepish, a hand coming up to rub at the back of their neck. “Heh, sorry, (Y/N). It was my fault, I didn’t realize I had a meeting scheduled for this time today, I thought it was going to be tomorrow. Would you mind performing the exam? Shorty will probably prefer to have you touching him anyway.”

“What?” (Y/N) balked.

“Nothing, nothing,” Hanji said with a dismissive wave of their hand, “I just mean he doesn’t like people getting close to him, especially me. He’ll prefer it if it's someone he trusts.”

“Oh,” (Y/N) said, beratting herself for thinking Hanji’s words could mean anything other than something innocent. “Of course I’ll perform the exam, thank you for the heads up!”

“Sure thing, boss!” Micah said, clapping a hand on her shoulder before striding away with Hanji, the two darting around the corner as if they had stolen something. (Y/N) watched after them for a moment but figured their odd behavior could be addressed later. For now, she had a very important patient to take care of.

Levi was sitting at the edge of the infirmary bed in nothing but his boxers when the door clicked open. It made sense, he was supposed to be having a full body physical examination to make sure he was properly healed for duty, he just wasn’t expecting to come face to face with the very woman he was in love with. He fought the urge to blush as (Y/N) stopped short in her tracks for a fraction of a second, her eyes giving his exposed form a quick once over before she seemed to remember herself and averted her gaze with an embarrassed cough.

“I-I’m sorry, I thought… Shitty Glasses said they’d be back in a moment and to get undressed for the exam,” Levi mumbled, cursing himself when he stumbled over his words.

(Y/N) waved her hands in front of her face, “Not a problem at all, Levi! You’ve done everything right, there was just a change of plan, that’s all! Squad Leader Hanji had an impromptu meeting to go to so I’m going to be giving your exam instead.”

“Of course they did,” Levi muttered. “Figures.”

“What was that?”

“I said let’s just get this over with.”

(Y/N) nodded once, dragging over a tray of tools to get started. His eyes never left her, watching her every move. Even so, the first touch of her hands against his cheeks made him flinch in his seat. Thankfully, she ignored the impulsive movement and instead focused on checking his eyes, a small flashlight held up to examine them.

“Your pupils are quite dilated, are you feeling okay?”

Levi hummed an affirmative and even though she didn’t look entirely convinced, it wasn’t long before she moved on, running her fingers as gently as possible down his jaw and throat, massaging along his collarbone to test for soreness or unaccounted for aching. He grunted at the feeling of her magical fingers ghosting over his skin, but was otherwise unreactive, sitting as still as possible to avoid getting in the way of her work. No matter his feelings for her, this was her area of expertise, her passion, the last thing he wanted to do was inhibit that with his stupid emotions.

A light pinch to his nipple snapped him back to reality, a choked noise wrestling from his throat without his permission at the unexpected touch. “Sorry! Sorry! I thought I saw a scratch and I wanted to make sure it wasn’t bleeding. It’s just an old blood blister scar.”

Levi nodded woodenly, suddenly a lot more aware of her touch as she continued to descend down his chest. Her fingers brushed over his pecs and down his abs like water, making his whole body shiver. But it wasn’t until she kneeled to the ground, her hands gripping his thighs and massaging along his calves that he felt himself start to lose control, his pants tightening under her delicious attention. His eyes widened in horror, but he had no way of fixing the situation without drawing attention to himself.

“Levi? Are you alright? Your face is a little flushed, I’m not hurting you, am I?”

Levi shook his head fervently, not trusting himself to speak. (Y/N) scrutinized him, once again not sure if she should believe him or not. He looked unnecessarily flustered, and she couldn’t figure out why. Was she making him uncomfortable? She was trying to be as professional with her touches as possible but maybe that didn’t matter. Hanji had said he hated when other people touched him.

“Okay then, I’m sorry if I’m making you uncomfortable, we’re almost done.”

Levi nodded stiffly again, too focused on how to get out of this situation with his dignity still intact to correct her. His legs shook, his breathing labored as she finished off with his feet and moved back up his legs, since they had received more damage than some of the other parts of him in the fight. She was reaching his inner thighs again, opening her mouth to ask him to turn around, hoping to finish up as quickly as possible for his sake when she saw it. She couldn’t help the squeak that fled from her mouth when she finally realized what was bothering him so much.

What had once been a tense but calm atmosphere suddenly turned to chaos as Levi reacted instinctively, pushing (Y/N) away from him with one hand while his other flew in front of his crotch, his face flushed such a deep red, (Y/N) would’ve been worried about him having a fever had they not been in their current situation. She fell back against the floor, her palms flying out behind her to catch herself as she stared with wide eyes at the normally stoic man and the way he refused to meet her gaze, his free hand moving up to cover his mouth in pure mortification. It took her a moment for her brain to work properly, but once it did, she reverted once more back into a more professional mode, knowing that if she didn’t do something to comfort him, the situation could end in disaster.

“Hey, Levi, i-it’s okay! It’s not your fault!”

“What do you mean it’s not my fault!?” Levi spat. “You didn’t ask for this, I just couldn’t- it happened but-”

Levi cut himself off, moving the hand that had been in front of his mouth to cover his eyes instead, unable to even think of facing the woman in front of him. He had never felt so embarrassed in his life. Not only did he manage to ruin the one special connection he had in his life with the single person he always wanted to be around, but he reacted by shoving her to the floor the minute he fucked up. He felt like bolting, his legs tensing and ready to spring. Or throwing up, his stomach squeezing painfully tight as the thought of what just happened replayed in his head over and over.

The feeling of a light touch on his knee made him shudder, but he refused to knock her hand away, not after his earlier reaction had sent her sprawling to the ground.

“It was my fault, Levi, I shouldn’t have been touching you so lightly or so much. I was just trying to give you this physical exam but obviously I wasn’t being careful or aware enough. I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to embarrass you.”

Levi shook his head but didn’t respond, keeping his eyes hidden behind the comfort of his palm. He knew it was childish, hiding from her, he was going to have to look at her at some point, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. He had never been in a situation like this before and he was scrambling. He was tempted to search for the nearest knife and slit his throat, hoping that in doing so, he’d finally be able to escape the horror of the situation.

But he couldn’t move, frozen by the hand burning his skin where (Y/N) touched him. She wasn’t letting him go and he was too mortified to speak and ask her to move. He didn’t want her to anyway, a small, selfish part of him chided, making him press his face even further into the comfort of his own hand.

“If it’s any consolation, Levi, I didn’t exactly hate it. I find it flattering, even, that you enjoy my touch.”

“It’s only yours,” Levi mumbled, still unable to look at her. “You’re the only one who makes me feel this way.”

(Y/N)’s smile could’ve rivaled the sun even though he couldn’t see it. Her heart was pounding, both from the nature of their situation and the weight of his confession. His words filled her chest with so much warmth, she felt as if she had already melted into liquid gold. “You’re the only one who makes me feel that way too, Levi.”

That got his attention, his hands dropping from his face so fast, it was clear he even forgot about his embarrassment. It made (Y/N) giggle at him, her hand reaching up to cup his cheek. He hesitated a moment before leaning into the touch, his eyes glittering with something akin to hope.

“Really? Are you sure?”

(Y/N) leaned forward, making sure to look him in the eye and give him time to pull away before gently connecting their lips. He shivered under her touch, just as he had always done, and only took a moment to swallow the shock in his system before meeting the coupling of their mouths with more enthusiasm. She nearly purred in response, tilting her head to slot them closer together.

Levi figured he must be dreaming, there was absolutely no way that the woman he had been pining for ever since she had left the Underground loved him as much as he loved her. It just wasn’t possible for someone so amazing, so compassionate and beautiful to love him like that. But here she was, kissing him senseless, and dream or not, he was going to take full advantage. Pressing closer, Levi snaked his tongue out to lap at her bottom lip, his body damn near vibrating at the lustful groan she let out in response, not hesitating to let him into her mouth. Her tongue tangled with his, fighting him for dominance as she pushed herself up onto his lap while he scooted back on the bed to give them more room. The hand that wasn’t cupping her jaw rested against her waist, pulling her into him as they continued their lip lock until he was lightheaded from the lack of oxygen.

They were both panting for air, but they refused to move too far from each other, resting their heads against one another as they soaked in the intimacy of the moment. Forgotten was the physical exam, the infirmary they were in, the people probably waiting for them outside, the world had narrowed into nothing but the two of them, basking in their feelings for one another.

“Do you really mean it?” Levi whispered, unable to hold himself back from expressing his biggest concern.

(Y/N) scoffed good-naturedly and leaned back to look him in the eye. “What about that kiss told you I wasn’t serious?”

As if to solidify her statement, she leaned in for another quick kiss, swiping her tongue across his lips but pulling back before he could pull it into his mouth to suck. He pouted at her but was quickly satiated when he felt an unbearably warm palm cradle his clothed cock, giving a gentle squeeze for good measure. (Y/N)’s smile only widened at the groan of pleasure he let out in response, his hips canting once into her palm before he could stop himself.

“You know, I still technically have to finish giving you a physical exam. Just to make sure you aren’t still injured. I think it would be best to thoroughly check as many places as I possibly can.”

His blood heated at her words, and although he longed to lunge forward and capture her lips in another intoxicating kiss, he decided to indulge in her charade instead. “I agree, in fact, there is one particular area I’m especially worried about.”

Rocking his hips up, Levi rubbed himself against the hand still resting over his length, turning his voice whiny with a desperation that was only half exaggerated for her benefit. “Please, it hurts…”

(Y/N) felt as if she could fry eggs on her cheeks, but refused to let her embarrassment get the better of her, focusing more on the immense excitement flowing through her veins at the whimper in Levi’s usually stoic tone of voice. “Well, what kind of doctor would I be if I just let my favorite patient suffer? I think I know just the thing to cure this ailment of yours.”

Levi couldn’t hold back the wave of pure electricity he felt spider down his spine as (Y/N) slithered off his lap to kneel on the floor, her hands moving from the tent in his boxers to his thighs. She ghosted her fingers over his skin, reveling in the gooseflesh that littered the trail of her hands, and moved to pull the fabric from his hips. She kept her movements slow to give him time to change his mind, but Levi eagerly lifted his hips to assist her. She looked up at him, only to bite her lip at the hungry desire in his gaze, his bangs falling over his eyes to give him an even more dangerous look. She pulled his boxers all the way down his legs before tossing them somewhere uncaringly behind her, drawing her attention instead to the scarlet, leaking cock right in front of her.

“My, my,” (Y/N) hummed, “This is worse than I thought.”

Levi flushed darker but didn’t comment, merely reaching down to stroke himself twice in front of her, impatiently waiting for her to do something, anything. He choked back a growl of impatience when she just continued to watch him, her hands tickling his inner thighs as she considered something to herself. He wished he had a bit more self control, the last thing he wanted to do was come off as pushy, but he was quickly losing the ability to keep himself in check, not with her looking at him like that.

Just as he was about to say something, (Y/N) raised her hand and motioned for him to turn around, a sly look of something positively mischievous in her eyes. Holding back the whine that threatened to pry from his lips, Levi did as he was told, turning around so that he was facing away from her with his legs tucked beneath him.

(Y/N) was quick to bring her hands up to his back, raking her fingers down his muscles as she pretended to look for more injuries on him. He had to bite his tongue as her fingers gently skittered over his shoulder blades and down his spine, her nails coming to curl against his lower back, just above his hips. By the time she had made her way back up to the nape of his neck, he was squirming in his seat, his skin tingling with sensitivity despite his every effort to come off as unaffected.

He’d had no idea he was even sensitive on his back, but every light scrape of her nails, every ghost of her fingertips along his ribs or down his spine made whimpers squeak out of his throat. His dick weeped at the attention, throbbing with every light scratch she inflicted on him until her hands suddenly wrapped themselves around his waist to rest on his stomach. She was teasing him, testing the limits of his barely-held-together patience, and he didn’t know whether he loved her or hated her for it. She pressed her chest to his back, resting her chin on his shoulder so she could bite and lick at his throat while her hands creeped their way down to his groin.

“You’re all clear on your back, baby,” (Y/N) purred in his ear, stopping just shy of his weeping sex. “You can turn around whenever you’re ready.”

Levi snapped, all of his usually impenetrable patience lost as he whirled around and latched onto her hips with a bruising grip, yanking her back onto his lap before she could get a word in edgewise. She squealed in delight, her hands reaching out to smooth over his chest and shoulders affectionately. He paused only for a moment to grab the lotion originally meant for soothing his muscles off the tray table, pouring a healthy amount into his hand to stuff into her needy cunt with two long fingers. She responded with a fiery kiss to his lips, using her free hand to drag her skirt and panties down her legs until they were far enough down for her to kick them away. The sloppy sounds of her pussy were audible as he pumped his fingers in and out, but she still appreciated his thought to use lube considering how little time they had for actual foreplay.

He was a little clumsy, his fingers exploring a bit aimlessly to find the spot he knew would make her taste the stars, but she found that he was a quick learner, immediately responding to any sign of pleasure from her until he was curling his fingertips perfectly against her spongy g-spot.

“Fuck! Levi… Levi, I’m ready. I need you inside me, now.”

His cock twitched at her breathy command but he didn’t let up for a few strokes yet, making sure she was soaked to his liking before sliding his fingers from her. She watched in lustful disbelief as he brought his hand to his lips, licking her slick clean from his skin. He held her gaze with a look full of dark promises, refusing to break it until he had sucked the last of her from his fingers, closing his eyes as he slurped with a final satisfied flourish.

“Delicious,” his voice was the crunch of gravel in the middle of the night. Rich lust gulped down his irises until there was nothing but a slim ring of silver left, completely enraptured by the stunning woman on his lap. (Y/N) was speechless, her mind a soupy mess of desire, but she wasn’t helpless. Levi let out a hiss when her supple palm wrapped once more around his length, angling him toward her entrance as she rose to her knees, straddling him more suitably now. He brushed his hand against her hip, stopping her just long enough to bore his final ask of consent into her. When he found nothing but a mirror to his own eagerness, he replaced her hand with his own and guided himself up, slipping easily into her velvety heat.

The two moaned out in unison as they were joined for the first time, attacking each other’s lips and devouring each other’s sounds until they were drowning in their need for air. Levi couldn’t wait, but it seemed as if (Y/N) was a bit more impatient than she was letting on, because she provided no resistance when he started to move inside her, swirling his hips up into her so that his cock nudged against that pleasure spot deep inside her. (Y/N) gasped and trembled, leaning her head back to give him room to explore. While he licked up the side of her neck, sucking dark bruises into her otherwise unblemished skin, (Y/N) dragged more trails of fire up his back, clawing him up like a cat as each thrust into her pliant body picked up in speed and intensity.

“God fuck, you’re so tight,” Levi murmured into her skin, nipping at her earlobe before soothing the sting with his tongue.

(Y/N) keened and removed her hands from his back, instead scrambling to rip at the buttons on the front of her shirt. Levi leaned back when the sound of tearing fabric sounded throughout the room, his eyes widening at the sight of her bare breasts teasing him through the ruins of her uniform.

“Damn, no bra? You were just waiting for this to happen, weren’t you, kitten? So eager for my cock, and I’ve barely even started.”

(Y/N) moaned, her jaw dropping as each thrust forced the air from her lungs until she was gasping. “B-Been waiting for this for a long time, Levi. Ever since t-the Underg-ground. Besides, don’t act like y-you’re above this, you love b-being inside me too, don’t you?”

Levi’s breath hitched, his eyes widening at her confession before he began to ravage the woman on top of him. He couldn’t believe it, hadn’t even dared to fathom that she could’ve had any feelings for him when she left. She was a goddess who had healed him out of the goodness of her heart, that was all. There was no way such a fantastic person could’ve ever loved the criminal rat from the filthy Underground sticks. But here she was, confessing to the very thing he had always hoped for but never allowed himself to entertain.

“Oh fuck, is that even a question? I love your pussy, my new f-favorite place to be.”

Thrusting somehow faster, his nails digging into her ass and the bottoms of her thighs hard enough to make crescent shapes dot her skin, Levi breathed back his own secret. “I’ve been waiting for this too, made a promise to Farlan that I would be with you one day.”

(Y/N) immediately latched onto Levi’s skin, kissing and biting sloppy marks up and down his neck to smother the sound of her obscene moans as she came all over him. Her body shook on top of him, her pussy clenching him hard enough to have colors exploding behind his eyelids. He busied himself with ducking down to roll his tongue across her pert nipples, sucking and nipping at the soft mounds as he rode her through her climax and started to chase his own.

“~Hah, hah, hah…” Levi panted as he broke away from her skin, a string of saliva connecting him to her now mottled flesh as he pistoned harder, flesh slapping loudly with every scoop of his hips. He was so fucking close, he could almost taste it. (Y/N) was still shaking in his hold, her fingers refusing to loosen from the muscles in his back as his continued motions started to bleed into overstimulation. Tears were streaming down her cheeks, landing like raindrops on Levi's neck as he was thrown over the edge, his back arching as a wet gasping noise tore itself from his throat. His hips jerked as he spilled inside of her, painting her already dripping walls white with his release.

It was only after he had spurted the last few ropes of cum into her pussy that Levi finally stopped, collapsing against her with his arms lazily looped around her waist. (Y/N) grunted at the sudden weight pressing against her but didn’t push him away, merely scratching the coarse hair of his undercut before moving up into his silkier raven strands. They fought to catch their breath, ghosting their lips over one another every once in a while as they allowed the silence to permeate the space.

“Did we just-?”

“Yeah,” Levi grunted.

(Y/N) chuckled, warming his heart and chasing away any possible doubts that could’ve surfaced in his mind. “Looks like you’re all better now, no notable injuries. At least, none that will hinder your physical activity.”

Levi snorted, giving her waist a spiteful squeeze, “Yeah, except for the new ones you left on my back and neck, brat.”

(Y/N) swooped in to press her lips to his kiss-swollen ones. “Well, I happen to know a pretty good doctor who might be willing to help you with those.”

Levi grinned at her, “Send her to my office later tonight, I might have a few ideas on how she can make it up to me.”

“I will, but only if you promise to take her out to dinner sometime afterwards.”

Levi nodded and held her close. Who was he to deny such a request? Afterall, he had a promise from Farlan to keep, and he’d be a damn idiot to let the chance pass him by.

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hello! ✨ i’ve just come across your blog and it’s so amazing!!! You are an amazing writer and reading your fics have me flying through the roof ❤️‍🔥 if your requests are open, can i ask for levi x fem!reader where she’s ratger stressed studying hard for exams and doesn’t take any breaks? and levi has to take care of her and has to force her away by seducing her out of her work? like being really, REALLY seductive and teasing, knowing what strings to pull since he knows her like the back of his hand ✨ it can be set in the canonverse, maybe she’s studying for her captain exams?? and maybe you can make it nsfw? 😭 but only if it’s okay with you ❤️‍🔥 once again thank you for writing all those amazing fics, you are amazing and i hope you’re having a good day! ✨✨

A/N: Hey everyone!!! Man, isn't it so weird when one of the authors you read abruptly disappears for months at a time only to suddenly drop absolute filth with no advanced warning whatsoever? Yeahhhh, so I have no idea what got into me 😅. I'm currently on vacation in the mountains with my family and last night, I sat down to do some homework only to end up writing 16 pages of sinful shit instead. Honestly, school has just been really getting me down, and my busy schedule has made it so writing is more of a chore than something I enjoy. Getting away from all that really helped me to relax a bit, and it felt so fucking good to write fanfiction again! Sorry for the really long hiatus, I can't promise that I'll be consistent again, but I'm hoping I'll be able to continue getting back into writing fanfiction even after I go home. I've really missed this ❤️. Well, enough of me rambling, I hope you guys enjoy this random smutty word vomit! I had a blast writing it, so thank you for requesting it!! Also, thank you for all of your kind words, I actually reread this request like five times cuz it made me feel so warm and fuzzy whenever I read ur compliments 💕💕. You're so sweet, thank you so much for making my day!!

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WARNING: NSFW MINORS PLEASE DNI!!!

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🔥 I've Had Enough 🔥

“Whatcha starin’ at her for, Shorty? Wound a little tight?”

Hanji’s teasing snapped Levi out of his reverie, forcing his gaze away from where he was watching his lover shuffle across the Mess Hall to send a dark glare towards the chaotic scientist. “Shut up, Four-Eyes.”

They chuckled, leaning more into the raven-haired captain, their eyes sparkling with mischief. “What? I’m right, aren’t I? From what I’ve gathered, (Y/N)’s been swamped with studying for her captain exams so my guess is that you two haven’t been able to spend any ~quality time together for a while now.”

They were right of course, it had been a while since the two of them had gotten the chance to spend time together. The upcoming captain exams weren’t for another week but (Y/N) had practically drowned herself in books and reports and files to study, desperately hoping to make it into Erwin’s superior officer program. She was more than qualified, one of the strongest, most capable squad leaders in their ranks, but that didn’t stop (Y/N) from pushing herself harder than anyone in her methods of preparation. It had admittedly taken away from her time with Levi, making it more and more difficult for them to spend more than an hour in the same room before she was whisked back to her office, hunched over her desk as she poured over the study guides and books she had snagged from the Survey Corps library. But that wasn’t why Levi felt anxious.

He could tell, even from this distance, that the near constant studying was starting to take a toll. Her head was hung low as she stumbled her way to the line for food, her eyes blinking slowly and filled with a bleary fog that blocked the light that usually shone in them. Once she reached the front of the line, Levi watched as she nearly fumbled the bowl of stew that was handed to her, barely managing to catch it with shaky fingers. She was burnt out.

Levi closed his eyes and leaned back in his seat, rubbing his temples in annoyance. He had always admired her sense of strength and determination, her patience of steel, but he couldn’t help but hate the way those qualities could be so self-destructive when she let herself get carried away. (Y/N) was a workaholic, possibly even more so than he was, and hardly ever remembered to give herself a break, no matter how exhausted she was, until she inevitably collapsed. He had tried talking to her about it, and she had promised him that she wouldn’t let herself get out of hand this time, but he knew from the beginning that she was going to break her promise. These exams meant everything to her, there was hardly a force in the world that could stop her once she hyper focused on something.

Suddenly, Levi stood from his seat, abandoning the remainder of his meal just as (Y/N) sat down at a table at the opposite end of the hall, too tired to notice and sit beside him. Hanji gave him a confused look, one that turned into slight amusement as Levi started off towards the doors of the Mess Hall, striding with newfound purpose.

“Shorty? You didn’t answer my question!”

“I know,” Levi growled in response, the scientist’s shocked cackles of delight fading from behind him as he turned down a different hall, aiming for the last office door on the left.

“Jesus (Y/N), you look like shit.”

(Y/N) rolled her eyes, too tired to argue, “Wow, thanks a lot, Oulo.”

He shrugged, “Hey, I’m just sayin’, you look like- ow!”

“Stop being an asshole and leave her alone,” Petra said, cutting off her comrade’s rambling insults and meeting his hurt sneer with a glare of her own. (Y/N) shot her an appreciative glance as the ginger-haired woman sat down across from her, next to Oulo, who was still rubbing the sore spot on the back of his head where she had slapped him.

“Yeah, Oulo, what the hell, man?” (Y/N) smiled when Gunther came to sit beside her, Eld following close behind. “At least she has a reason to feel shitty, studying for the captain exams is killer. You look like shit everyday despite not doing anything.”

“Hey!”

(Y/N) chuckled as Levi’s squad bickered around her. She had forgotten how much she missed this. It had been a while since she had just been able to talk and laugh with her friends, and it wasn’t just because of the upcoming exams either. Before she had been promoted to squad leader, she had been in Levi’s squad with these people, laughing, talking, and training with them every day, but after she was given her own cadets to train, she had had less and less time to spend with them, despite being around Levi almost constantly. Her heart fluttered with warmth, but she knew she couldn’t stay. She was already wasting time in coming down to eat, she didn’t have the liberty to stay and chat. She had hardly finished her food, but the anxiety gnawing at her nerves killed what little appetite she had had when she came in this morning, so she dropped her spoon in the now cold stew and made to stand up.

“Wait, (Y/N), where are you going?” Petra asked, her hand automatically reaching for (Y/N)’s wrist to keep her from moving.

She winced, placing her hand on top of Petra’s and feebly attempting to break free of her friend’s hold. “I’ve got to get back now. Those books aren’t gonna study themselves.”

Despite (Y/N)’s weak attempt at humor, Petra frowned and tightened her grip, “But you’ve barely touched your food and you haven’t even been here for a half hour.”

“I know, I’m sorry, but I don’t have time to stay.”

Petra sighed, “Listen, (Y/N). We all know how much those exams mean to you, and you are the hardest worker I know, but you need to take a break. Oulo didn’t have the right approach, but he did mean well. You haven’t been in tip top shape lately, and we’re starting to get worried about you. Why not at least finish your breakfast? You’re going to need the energy if you’re going to be spending the whole day studying again.”

(Y/N) finally managed to loosen her friend’s grip on her wrist, refusing to look at anyone from her old squad as she grabbed her bowl and slowly backed away from the table. She knew realistically, they were right, and she hated that she was worrying them, but she just couldn’t shake the feeling that she was quickly running out of time, drowning in the fears of failing because she didn’t push herself hard enough.

“I’m not hungry, but thank you for your concern. I’m just a little tired is all, but I’ll be fine. And the quicker I finish this, the sooner I can have a break, so if I leave now, then it’ll be better for everyone involved, okay? I promise, I’ll take a break later tonight, I just need to get back to work for now. I’ll talk to you guys tomorrow?”

Petra slumped in her seat, exchanging worried glances with Eld, Gunther, and Oulo. The red-head wanted to argue further, but a subtle shake of the head from Eld made her bite her tongue. It was no use, no matter what any of them said to her, she still wouldn’t listen. There was probably only one person who could force (Y/N) to take a break, but Petra hadn’t seen him since he had slipped out of the Mess Hall, presumably to complete his own work. She could only hope that he would do something to put a stop to this soon.

“Alright,” Petra sighed. “Good luck with your study session today.”

Despite her exhaustion, (Y/N) beamed at her friends, grateful for their compliance. “Thanks guys! I’ll see you again sometime soon.”

A chorus of mumbles and half-hearted goodbyes saw her off as she dumped the remainder of her stew and made her way out of the dining hall. It wasn’t until the large wooden doors had shut behind her that the exhaustion hit her full force. Being around her friends always tended to make her feel better, make her forget about the stresses and problems nagging her in her life, but once the silence of the hall permeated the air and settled in her bones, she suddenly felt achy all over, no longer distracted from it by the bright energy of her friends. She fought against the urge to slide to the ground, and dragged her feet down an adjacent hall toward her office.

‘Just a few more days’, she thought to herself stubbornly as she finally reached the last door on the left and pushed it open.

Levi had to fight to keep the smug smirk from creeping along his lips when (Y/N) froze in the doorway of her office, her once droopy, glazed eyes wide and full of shock.

“Welcome back, beautiful. I knew it wouldn’t be long before you’d be back here.”

(Y/N) slowly stepped into her office, subconsciously pushing the door shut behind her. Her gaze was skeptical as it dragged up and down his body, taking note of the way he sat in her desk chair, his shirt unbuttoned and loose on his shoulders and his legs spread casually. Her whole body was tense, her pace a slow prowl as she approached him, only making the blood in his loins boil further.

“Levi… why are you here?”

Rhetorical question. She knew exactly what he was doing here. She could see it in the way his eyes had darkened considerably, his palm sliding in a smoothing motion over the slight bulge between his opened legs.

Levi scoffed, “You need a break, baby, but you’re too stubborn for your own good, so I’m here to ensure you take some time off.”

(Y/N) groaned, trying her best to ignore the increasing wetness in her underwear. “You know I can’t do that, Levi. I have to study for these exams.”

“You’ve been doing nothing but studying for days, sweetheart,” Levi said with a slight pout that made her heart melt into a warm puddle of goo in her chest. He had figured out early on in their relationship that she couldn’t ever really resist him when he pouted like that, and she hated it as much as she loved it. Shoving down the instinct to immediately cave, (Y/N) let out a frustrated huff and stomped her way over to him, leaning down to cage him in with her arms, her hands grasping the armrests of her desk chair on either side of him.

“Levi, out.”

He arched an eyebrow, a direct challenge. “No.”

“Fine, then I’m just going to continue studying with you here,” (Y/N) said, gesturing for him to stand. For a moment, Levi didn’t move, and (Y/N) thought he might actually ignore her until he let out an annoyed sigh and stood. “Thank you, and I promise, we can spend time together later tonight, okay?”

“Yeah, yeah,” Levi grumbled, slinking over to the couch sitting on the far side of her office, facing the cobblestone fireplace and worn cedar bookshelves. She rolled her eyes playfully at his sour mood and took her place in her chair before turning her attention back to the reports and books on her desk.

Levi watched her in silence as she went back to studying without a second thought, as if he wasn’t even in the room with her. He knew she wasn’t being neglectful on purpose, but he was quickly getting fed up with the lack of attention. He had been patient for a week already, he wasn’t willing to wait anymore, especially when he knew it would be good for both of them.

When he first came into her office, he had been hoping that just the sight of him in her chair would be enough to break her resolve, even if for a couple of minutes. Maybe she could’ve given him a few kisses, or indulged in some cuddles with him, even if it was just her sitting on his lap in her chair. But now he knew he was going to have to try a more drastic approach if he was going to get her to focus on him.

Taking a deep breath, Levi shifted his knees apart, just like he had done when sitting in her chair. His bulge had not receded despite her initial rejection, although he was not fully hard yet, so he quickly set to work, rubbing his palm over the front of his pants with a blissful sigh. The room was quickly getting warmer, making him feel constricted in his clothes as he continued to tease himself, imagining his past encounters with (Y/N) as fuel to add to the growing fire in his loins.

When he felt himself start to sweat, his shirt sticking to his back uncomfortably, Levi released himself long enough to reach back and pull the fabric from his body, tossing it to land carelessly on the floor for once.

“Oh fuck, that’s it,” he groaned as he brought his hand back to his clothed cock, palming himself with more speed and pressure now.

“Levi…” (Y/N)’s voice was a warning growl, sending a delicious shiver down his spine as he turned to meet the barely suppressed hunger in her gaze. “What are you doing?”

Another rhetorical question. One that Levi took advantage of this time.

“Well, you didn’t seem inclined to help me so I just thought I’d do it myself. I still need you, after all, that doesn’t change just because you’re too busy, brat.” His words were punctuated by the purposeful, loud moan he let out as he bucked into his fist, the pressure of his own hand sending electric tingles pulsing throughout his entire body.

(Y/N) swallowed thickly and bit her lip, trying her best to ignore the sudden throbbing between her legs. She should’ve known better, while she could be very stubborn when she wanted to be, nobody could compare to her grumpy lover once he set his sights on something. He was like a dog with a bone, there was no reasoning with him. But even as the sight of him set her body on fire and tempted her to rub her thighs together, the nagging of her anxiety still scratched incessantly at the edge of her brain, reminding her of what she had to lose if she failed these exams. She had to hold out.

So, it became a competition of iron wills, both of them trying to get the other to break. (Y/N) forced her eyes to stay glued to the paper in front of her, even as the words barely registered in her brain. Levi, on the other hand, took his efforts even further, standing from his spot on the couch to stay directly in her peripheral vision before running his hands sensually down the length of his body, using his fingers to massage and tease himself in a way similar to what she often did for him. His hips swayed to music only he could hear, his abs flexing as he stretched and moved just for her. Anyone else would’ve looked stupid but Levi was dancing to an unknown rhythm as if he was born to do it, flowing through the movement like water as he sank to his knees and spread them, his hands continuing their journey across his inner thighs.

Despite her resolve, (Y/N) couldn’t help but watch from the corner of her eye, her brain no longer taking in information as she focused on maintaining her breathing. She feared her pen might snap in the tight grasp she had on it, her knuckles paling under the pressure. She managed to keep her cool for the most part, until the sound of a belt buckle clinking made her look up without thinking of the possible consequences.

The paperwork and study guides on her desk were immediately forgotten the moment she looked at him directly, her mouth parting slightly and her eyes widening at the delicious display in front of her. Captain Levi was still spread out on the floor, propped by his knees as he stroked over his somehow still clothed cock. His head was knocked back, his mouth open in a soundless moan and his eyes closed, sweat glistening on his body in the light of the flickering lanterns in the room. His beauty made her breathless, and when he finally allowed the sound of his moan to fill the room, she couldn’t stop herself from clenching her thighs together in need.

“Holy shit, Levi,” (Y/N) breathed, the pen falling from her fingers with a clatter. The noise made him look up, his gaze feral as he watched her watching him. A near evil smirk spread across his face when he noticed the blown pupils that swallowed her normally (e/c) hues and her flushed cheeks.

“Finally got your attention now, huh brat?” Levi rasped, keeping his eyes locked on her as he slowly pulled the zipper of his pants down, leaning even further back with a hand propped behind him to give her more visual access. He groaned when she licked her lips in anticipation, but he kept things slow as he untucked his legs out from under him and arched up to pull his pants completely off of himself. He made sure to keep his legs spread wide, allowing her to see the wet stain left on his tight black boxers as he continued to touch himself in front of her.

“Ah, fuck baby,” Levi moaned. “I need you so bad.”

He hated to admit that this wasn’t all for show. Sure, part of it was a bit dramatized in an effort to rile her up but it truly had been a long time. At least, for the two of them. He was more sensitive than he realized, and his desperate, needy routine was starting to become less of an act the longer this continued on.

“Yeah?” (Y/N) said, her voice low and dripping with desire, making the exposed man before her shiver.

“Yeah,” he only palmed himself faster, pausing just long enough to slip his boxers down beneath his swollen cock, before his hand was wrapped around bare skin, hastily squeezing the heated flesh. He felt himself twitch in his palm at (Y/N)’s gaze, the sizzling flame of desire in her eyes scorching him to his core. He really didn’t know how much longer he could keep this up before he fell apart, not with her looking at him like that.

The thought forced him to slow down his pace, not yet wanting to finish, especially not all over himself. He kept his eyes pinned on her face, the fringe of his hair falling over his features to slightly obscure his vision. He was so sure she was going to break, neither one of them looking away, but he wished she would hurry the fuck up. He was starting to consider listing the supplies in his cleaning closet to keep from this being over too quickly.

He watched as she broke eye contact for a moment, her gaze shifting to glance at the pile of papers awaiting her perusal. She hesitated, her fingers twitching as if they were aching to grab ahold of that pen once more. She looked back at him, and he made sure to give her the most pleading expression he possibly could. She was stubborn as hell, something that was admirable in battle, if not a bit irritating during situations like this.

But Levi could be very persuasive when he needed to be.

(Y/N) hesitated for a moment longer before she breathed a quiet, “fuck it” under her breath. It was all the warning Levi got before she shot from her chair and launched at him, her lips colliding with his with a swipe of her tongue and a click of their teeth. Levi hadn’t expected her to be quite so aggressive in her approach, but he was far from complaining as he moaned into her mouth and frantically clawed at her hips to steady her against him.

“God… damn… it, Levi,” (Y/N) huffed in between ravenous kisses, “you… are… such a fucking… asshole, you… know that?”

“Am I?” Levi murmured against her lips, unable to keep the smug smile from his face. “Because I think you’re the asshole who’s neglected me this whole time.”

(Y/N) growled as she forced her tongue into his mouth, tangling it with his, but she didn’t argue, making his smirk widen slightly. Only to immediately feel it drop from his face when he let out an open mouth sigh at the feeling of her soft hand suddenly wrapping around his swollen length, replacing his own with her movements. He grunted into her mouth, trying to break free of her grasp. This was his show to run, damn it! He may have been acting desperate earlier, but that was just supposed to be a way to get her attention. Now that he had it, he figured she could use some punishment, something to remind her why she needed to pay attention to him from time to time. But he found himself struggling to follow through as her warm palm brought him to his own version of heaven, making his eyes cross as pleasure shot up his spine and coiled tightly in his belly.

“Babe,” Levi tried, only to get interrupted by another kiss. “Baby, you’ve gotta stop. I don’t wanna cum yet, not here.”

“What if I want to see my little slut make a mess all over my floor? I think it’s the least you could do, considering this is what you’ve been begging me for all night, interrupting my important work just for a quick fuck.”

Oh.

Levi shuddered at the words and bit back what he knew would be an embarrassingly high moan. It had been so long since she had spoken to him like that, and he damn near caved at it’s return. He loved when she put him in his place, but he needed to stay strong despite the fog of pleasure starting to cloud his brain.

“This was supposed to be about you, babe,” He tried to bargain. “I wanted you to be able to relax and take a break. I don’t want to cum until you’ve reached at least some sort of satisfaction.”

(Y/N) hummed as she pulled away from where she had been sucking sloppy kisses into the pale skin of his neck, reapplying the marks that had long since faded away as a result of their dry spell. “Don’t worry, love, I’m getting plenty of satisfaction from this.”

Levi whined when she gave him a firm squeeze at the base of his cock.

“But I appreciate your sentiment. I think you’ve earned the right to prove yourself; to prove that interrupting me was worth it. Show me what you’ve got. Right now.”

She didn’t need to tell him twice. He launched to his feet, (Y/N) letting out a positively rapturous giggle when she was lifted into the air with him, held tightly in his warm, strong arms. She leaned forward to press more of her intoxicating kisses against his throat as he strode across the room to bend her over her desk, scattering her papers, books, and reports all over the floor.

Her eyes sparkled with a mischief that matched the smirk on his lips despite the glare she threw him for the rough treatment. “Fuck you.”

“Oh, you’re about to, sweetheart,” Levi purred as he climbed up to meet her, his warm palms running up the back of her thighs.

“Levi-”

“No,” Levi said, cutting her off and digging his fingers into the meat of her ass. “You had your fun, it’s my turn.”

“Not really,” (Y/N) countered with a pout. “All I got to do was kiss you. I barely even got to make you beg.”

Levi raised an eyebrow at her but she glared right back over her shoulder, refusing to back down. “Do you think you deserve that?”

“I think I more than deserve to have you in whichever way I want, considering it was you who interrupted me.”

“Really? Because the way I see it, I should get to have you in whichever way I want because you were the one who neglected me for so long I had no choice but to interrupt your work.”

(Y/N) rolled her eyes, “You’re so dramatic.”

A sudden nip to her inner thigh, just below the rim of her shorts made her yelp, heat rising to her cheeks in embarrassment and slight annoyance once she got a look at his gloating expression.

“Who’s the dramatic one now?”

“Still you.”

Levi chuckled against her skin, his fingers ghosting further up her legs until he was able to curl them into her waistband. His gaze was molten as he pressed a kiss to her left ass cheek through the fabric of her pants. “We’ll see about that.”

(Y/N) swallowed back a whine as Levi began to pull her shorts down her hips at an excruciatingly slow pace, his eyes never leaving her face as he worked the article down her legs. She huffed and tried her best to sit still, to keep from letting him know just how much he was affecting her, but she knew it was no use. She could see in his eyes that he knew exactly how much she was holding back. Her hips shifted back of their own accord, and she quickly forced them down into the edge of the desk, biting her lip in an effort to keep her impatient noises to a minimum as Levi finally pulled her shorts completely off her body and dropped them to the floor.

(Y/N) automatically turned to face forward again, reaching to curl her fingers along the edge of the desk to ground herself as she braced for the first touch. She had to force herself not rub her ass back against his face when he didn’t move for a while. His fingers merely teasing the edge of her panties as if he had all the time in the world.

“Levi, hurry,” she said, unable to help herself. “We have to do this quickly so I can get back to- AH!”

Levi growled as he licked a long stripe up her clothed cunt, cutting off her pleas for him to rush through this. He was going to take as much damn time as he wanted, and he was determined to show that to her. She was done with work for the night, he was going to make sure of it. He nipped her lower lips, reveling in the loud squeak of surprise she let out just for him.

He made sure to tease her a few more times, his tongue laving her mound while his hands flitted up her shirt to finger the edge of her lace bra before he finally broke away just long enough to latch his teeth onto the edge of her panties. Making sure to take the same amount of time that he did with her shorts, Levi slowly dragged her panties down her legs, only switching to using his hands when they got too low on her for his mouth to follow. (Y/N) shivered as her core was bared to the open air of her own office, completely unhidden from his ravenous gaze.

Levi leaned back, a shaky breath his only warning before he was on her, his hands moving from her bra to the backs of her thighs to keep her spread wide open for him. (Y/N) keened, her mouth falling open of its own accord as his tongue attacked her clit, switching from long, flat licks over her entire slit to quick little flicks and circles on her throbbing clit.

“Levi!” She whimpered as he ate at her like she was his last meal, his own moan reverberating through her in the most delicious way as he tasted her juices for the first time in weeks.

Levi was in heaven. He had forgotten just how much he had missed this until he had his tongue on her again, her juices flooding his mouth in a way that had his eyes rolling back into his skull. She was his favorite meal, with the most delicious flavor, he could hardly stand it. She was better than any tea he had ever tasted, sweeter than any candy that had ever graced his tongue. He only dove in more enthusiastically as she squirmed and moaned above him, his eyes closing as he fucked her with his tongue as if he’d never get to taste her again.

“Ah! Levi, I’m gonna-!”

“That’s it, sweetheart, fucking cum for me. I want it on my tongue. It’s been too long since I’ve gotten to taste you properly.”

His words sent her over the edge as she squealed with her release, the coil of heat in her stomach giving way to a wave of euphoria that crashed over every nerve ending. It truly had been a long time, she had forgotten how good she could feel under her lover’s care.

“Oh god,” (Y/N) panted as she fought to catch her breath. “Levi, that was- ngh!”

She didn’t get to finish her sentence, choking on her words as Levi’s lips suddenly wrapped around her clit, sucking harshly against the oversensitive bud until tears were streaming down her face. “LEVI!”

He ignored her scream, continuing to lick and suck at her clit until painful overstimulation gave way to pure, pulsing pleasure.

The noises coming out of her mouth were damn near pornographic as he continued to slurp at her sloppy pussy, only taking a break to lap at her clit every once in a while. It didn’t take long for the coil to tighten once more, the immense heat making her teeter on the tantalizing edge of yet another precipice.

“Levi, Levi please!”

Her lover said nothing as he nipped at her clit, sending her over the edge for the second time in a row. Her scream was silent with this one, her release not as deep yet sharper, wrenching the breath from her lungs and leaving her stunned. Her vision washed white with the sensation, her entire body shaking hard enough to make the desk shudder as Levi continued to push her through her orgasm.

She was so out of it that she barely even realized that Levi had yet to lift his mouth from her sopping cunt until she finally managed to get her heart rate in check. Her eyes widened as Levi gave her another wet, messy kiss against her lower lips, making her entire lower half jerk in shock and delicious agony. Reaching back with one hand, her other unable to let go of the desk lest she risk losing her balance, not trusting her wobbly legs to hold her up, she tried to push his head away.

“Levi, please, I can’t…”

“You can and you will, princess,” Levi rumbled, his voice a dark, gravelly growl that rocked her to her core. She glanced back at him from over her shoulder, only to melt at the pure, flaming desire in his eyes. “It’s the least you can do after depriving me of such a delicacy for so long. I don’t know when you’ll be free enough for me to do this again, so I need to make the most of this.”

(Y/N) mewled, her eyes screwing shut at the violent wave of pain and pleasure crashing over her. She turned back to face the front before she leaned down to rest her forehead against the cool wood of her desk, too tired to hold it up any longer. Levi was pussydrunk at this point, that she knew, completely subservient to his rampant desires. It made a weak smirk tease the corner of her lips. It was exactly how she wanted him. Because at the end of the day, even though he may feel like he’s in control, she was the one that had driven him deep into something primal.

“Besides,” Levi said as he broke from her with a loud smack of his lips, snapping her out of her haze. “I need to make you at least a fraction of the needy mess you make me so you know how it feels when you neglect me.”

A gasp pierced through her lungs as he attacked her once again, her words and sounds caught in her throat as if with a net, smothered by the ferocity of his actions. Her throat burned and her cheeks were soaked with tears, but she managed to hold herself together by the threads of her frayed seams, forcing herself to take deep breaths as he leisurely rolled her clit around on the tip of his tongue. It wasn’t until she suddenly felt two fingers push their way in that another scream managed to wrestle its way past the block in her throat, the way they stroked against her spongey walls making her toes curl and her back arch to the point of aching.

Levi kept up his frantic pace, his fingers jolting against her innermost sensitive spot as his tongue continued to play with her clit. He was doing his best to maintain his own composure, her moans and squeals shooting down his spine to strike right at his cock, but he managed to mostly keep ahold of himself. The only sign that he was starting to lose patience was in the way his hips rolled subconsciously into nothing, his red, swollen cock bouncing in the air with every thrust as he desperately sought the friction needed to bring him to completion.

A groan that vibrated right against her clit followed by the curling of his fingers brushing her g-spot made her tip over the edge for the third time, bringing a genuine smile to Levi’s face as he fought to swallow every drop of her spend. She was panting so hard above him that he would’ve been worried for her health if it weren’t for the safewords the two had in place. She had yet to use them, so Levi kept going, making sure to clean every last inch of her before finally detaching himself from her pussy.

(Y/N) immediately collapsed against the desk, her knees buckling so hard, the only thing keeping her up being Levi’s hands against the backs of her thighs. She couldn’t stop shaking, her hands clenching and unclenching against the wood of her desk as she fought to ground herself back in reality. Levi himself felt more than a little dazed, but quickly snapped himself back into action.

“(Y/N), love? What’s your color? Are you feeling alright?”

She took a moment to answer, swallowing thickly and trying to remember how words worked. “G-Green, I’m okay.”

Levi nodded to himself before reaching down to scoop her into his arms. It was a short walk to the bedroom and it wasn’t long before (Y/N) was sprawled across the mattress on her back, her top and bra now discarded somewhere haphazardly on the floor. Her arms were placed above her head, Levi’s belt, which he had grabbed on his way to their room, tying her wrists to the headboard. She didn’t fight him, long since having abandoned any thought of dominating him tonight, and just lay back, watching him with tired, lustful eyes as he crawled over her.

He regarded her with dark eyes, his mouth dropped open in awe as he stroked himself to the beautiful image of her below him. She was stunning, absolutely breathtaking, and he was still at a loss for how he had managed to convince this gorgeous creature to be with him. He knew she would berate him for his self-deprecating thoughts but he couldn’t help it. She was just too good for him. He wanted to find a way to tell her all this, to express this in a way that was more understandable for her.

Instead he said, “You’re not getting up from this bed even after I fucking ruin you, understand?”

She nodded, a wide smile breaking out across her lips. “I love you too, Levi.”

His heart felt like it was going to explode. He had no fucking clue how she knew what he meant by that but he was in no position to complain. God he didn’t deserve her.

His smile was wicked as he leaned over her, lined up to her opening without the need of a hand to guide himself, and slid into her with ease. Moans broke out in unison, filling the dark room as Levi continued to enter slowly. (Y/N) was plenty wet for him, but as he had reminded himself over and over, it had been a while since their last time together. As eager as he was, he refused to hurt her.

(Y/N) was having none of it though. Levi was half way in, moving at a snail’s pace to make sure he didn’t cause any unnecessary pain, when her legs crossed over his lower back and pressed, making him grunt loudly as his hips were shoved forward, sheathing him into the hilt. He leaned back to glare at her in response.

“Brat, you could’ve gotten hurt!”

“Levi,” she bit her lip and tightened the grip of her legs on his hips. “Fuck me.”

That was when he realized she didn’t care. She knew her body and what she could take, and right now, she wanted to take his cock in its entirety. She was tired of waiting, tired of his teasing, agonizingly slow tempo. He had finally gotten her to feel as needy as he was.

Fighting to regain the upper hand, Levi decided to take her impatience in stride and pulled out to just the tip before slamming back into her, hard. Her loud, throaty moan made his painfully hard dick twitch inside her before he repeated the action, setting a steady, harsh pace. The sound of skin slapping skin echoed wetly throughout the room, the pale, ghostly light of the moon shining through the slit in the curtains to bathe their writhing bodies in a crisp, angelic glow. (Y/N)’s fingers curled and grasped at nothing, jerking against the restriction of the belt at her wrists as her guts were stirred thoroughly, her brain turned to soup. The headboard was starting to bang against the back wall as they moved together, but neither found it in themselves to care as the pleasure started to creep into every muscle, every nerve ending, every limb.

(Y/N) closed her eyes and leaned her head back, reveling in the way Levi whined and mewled against her ear and down her throat in between his desperate kisses along her skin. His unhinged enjoyment of the act only made her blood boil further.

“Levi…! I don’t know how much longer-”

“I know baby, me too,” Levi groaned into her collar, his hot breath leaving droplets of condensation against her skin. “I’m almost there, just a little more-!”

He leaned back, rising to his knees as much as their joined hips would allow, before he grabbed ahold of her waist and began to pound even harder into her body, his tip kissing her cervix with every thrust. His free hand immediately dove for her clit, rubbing sloppy circles into the quivering bud. He could feel himself swelling with every squeeze of her pussy constricting around him, the white hot fire of lust and pleasure starting to tingle along his spine like living sparks of flame lovingly nipping his bones. He gritted his teeth in an effort to stave off for just a bit longer.

“Fuck, baby, you’re s’good,” He slurred.

“Fuck, oh fuck, holy-! Levi!”

Levi’s orgasm caught him off guard, making him choke on his moan as he lunged forward, making sure he was as deep within his lover as possible as he released rope after rope of cum. The feeling of his warmth overflowing into her abused pussy sent (Y/N) flying over her precipice as well, taking her down with him until she was sobbing with pleasure, her back arching and her hips canting into him as she rode out her high.

When the two were finally finished, they both collapsed, Levi beside her to avoid crushing her, and (Y/N) into the mattress beneath her. Levi released her wrists from their restraints and kissed away the light bruising on her skin before he finally stopped moving, content to lay and catch his breath for a moment. A loud part of him itched to stand and wash the sheets, take a shower, and clean up, but he knew that could be done later. If he got up now, there was a chance (Y/N) would use the opportunity to escape and get back to work before he could stop her.

The thought had him wrapping his arms around her and pulling her into his chest, his left leg moving to drape over her hip as if he owned it. She shot him a weakly annoyed glare, immediately seeing through why he was being so clingy, but didn’t argue, merely rolling her eyes before turning to embrace him back. Levi sighed when she ran her fingers through his hair, playing with the soft raven locks in a way that left Humanity’s Strongest Soldier as nothing more than a puddle on the sheets.

“Aren’t we going to clean up?” (Y/N) asked after a moment of collecting themselves.

Levi hummed and squeezed her tighter against him. “In a bit.”

That worked just fine for her. Maybe she did need a break every once in a while.

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