#levi ackerman fan fiction

[sixpennydame]

Make. Believe. ❖ Act 3

Actor!Levi x Fem!Reader

The AoT Premiere approaches, but all Levi can think about is you.

Warnings/Content: NSFW, Minors do not interact, fingering, unprotected vaginal sex, creampie, infidelity (Reader has a boyfriend as first), mentions of AoT final season episodes

A/N: There will be a final drabble that highlights more of the AoT episode premiere event; I wanted this part to focus more on our two main characters, but I've been having so much fun with the extra details in the drabbles. I hope you've enjoyed my take on AoT Actor AU!!

Act 1 | Act 2

Levi can’t keep track of what country he’s in, what time zone or even what day it is.

But he knows it’s been 186 days since he’s seen you.

Japan had been a whirlwind of promotions for the last two parts of the Attack on Titan final season, with meet-and-greets, commercial shoots, and talk show appearances. Europe had been much the same, and although it was exhausting, it was also fulfilling, being back with the cast, traveling with his old friends. He was sad to see it end, but he was also excited about other projects that were coming up. And next month, he’ll be going to the Cannes Film Festival, where the movie you and he shot together will finally premiere. After eight months, he’ll see you again.

But before that, he’s returned to Japan for the premiere of the final two episodes of Attack on Titan. Jet lag is still hitting him hard, and he sighs when he looks over at the clock and sees that it’s only two o’clock in the morning. Another sigh escapes his lips when he looks over at the naked body beside him in the bed. He can barely remember her name - was it Jessica? Jessie? All he really knows is that she was sitting next to him in the bar of the Tokyo Grand Hotel and that she looked as lonely as he was. He feels guilty - he’s never been one for one night stands - but he was yearning to feel your body again; and if he couldn’t have you, then this was good enough.

These days, your face is everywhere. You’d recently contracted with Christian Dior and were now the model for Miss Dior cologne. As Levi had arrived at Haneda airport, there was a giant poster of you tangled up in silk sheets with your hair cascading down one bare shoulder. “What Would You Do For Love?” the poster asked.

When he walked in a posh area of Shibuya, there was another advertisement of you; this time you’re lying across a sofa in a black silk dress, the pink bottle of cologne pressed against your chest. Your eyes are half-lidded and sultry - the same kind of look you’d give him when you’d make love, all those months ago.

He reaches over and grabs his phone, the light from the screen illuminating his face in the darkness as he scrolls mindlessly through Instagram. He stops when he sees that you’ve posted a picture.

“Just finished filming season one! Now for a much needed break.”

You’re surrounded by your other cast members, all of you smiling. A man has his arm around you and Levi squints to look closer at the picture. He wonders if he’s just a friend, or if it’s something more, then he laughs at himself.

What is he doing? Why can’t he forget you?

He’s the one that made this choice, and he’s the one that pushed you away. You’re smart, ambitious, and beautiful - of course you’d find someone else to be with. But he can't help but wonder what it’ll be like to see you in person again, and with you on his mind, he eventually falls asleep.

Hours later, Levi’s phone is buzzing and chiming erratically and it jolts him awake. He turns off the alarm, then checks the time. “Shit, I gotta get up.”

He’d promised Erwin that they’d do a run this morning around the Imperial Palace Gardens. As he gets out of bed and grabs a t-shirt, an arm from the woman next to him reaches over.

“Hey,” she says softly.

“Hey.” Awkwardness and regret drip from his voice. “This was fun but you’ve gotta go - I mean I - I’ve gotta go. I have somewhere to be.”

“Ok…let me just go clean up a bit,” she replies as she picks her clothes up off the floor and makes her way to the bathroom.

Putting on his running clothes, Levi shakes his head. They’re two consenting adults, but he can’t help but feel embarrassed about it all. He hates these kinds of awkward moments, especially when he knows he has no feelings for the woman.

He grabs his phone from the nightstand and notices there’s an unread message. When he unlocks his phone, he sees that it’s from you and his heart starts to beat fast.

“Hi. Have fun at the premiere tonight.”

That was it, but Levi reads it a few times. He types out a simple, “Thanks,” not wanting to be rude, but also not wanting to seem too eager.

He puts the phone down but after a few seconds, picks it back up again and types another message.

“How are you?”

He doesn’t realize that he’s grinning from ear to ear.

“Got some good news?” The woman is out of the bathroom and dressed.

Levi looks up from the screen then puts the phone down quickly. “Yeah. Maybe.” He walks over to her and kisses her tentatively on the cheek. “I’ll text you later.”

“You don’t have my number.” She’s seen right through his lie.

“Look I’m sorry, it’s just that I -“

“It’s fine, I wasn’t expecting more out of this anyway.” Before she opens the door to leave, she stops to look at him. “You’re a good man, Levi. I hope you find someone who makes you happy.”

—-

Erwin stands at the entrance of the Imperial Palace East Gardens, looking at his watch. “You’re late.”

“I know, I know, I got held up. Sorry about that.”

“Still jet lagged?”

“A bit,” Levi answers as he messes with his smart watch. “You?”

“Not really. Cold showers in the morning really help me to adjust.”

Levi laughs. “Of course. I forgot you did that.”

“Every morning. Let’s go.” Erwin and Levi start jogging down the path that leads through the East Gardens. It’s early spring and the cherry blossoms are at their peak in Tokyo, pink petals falling down around them.

When Erwin and Levi were on set for Attack on Titan, they would jog together every morning. It was something that Levi had always done alone, but found having a running partner comforting, even if they barely talked to each other. Erwin had a perpetual aura of calm around him, which was difficult to find amongst other actors. Levi hadn’t seen much of him since his character died, and both had been busy doing other projects; these past weeks doing promos for AoT made him feel like it was old times.

They finish an hour later back where they started, sunglasses on with the hope that no one will recognize them. “You ready for tonight?” Erwin asks as he walks up to a vending machine to buy a bottle of water.

“Yes and no. It’s bittersweet, to see something you worked on for so long finally end. But I’m proud of the work we’ve done on it, and I’m excited to see how the final episodes turned out.”

“Me too. It was good to be on set with you again, even for just a short moment.”

“Yeah, those were not fake tears coming down my face, let me tell you,” Levi admitted with a laugh.

As both men walked through the park, Levi reached into his pocket to check his phone and sure enough, there was another text from you:

“I’m doing good. :-)”

It elicits a smile from Levi and Erwin laughs. “What?” Levi asks defensively.

“Oh nothing,” Erwin replies, “that’s just an awful big smile. Must be someone special.”

“Someone I was trying to forget, actually.”

“And why would you do that?”

“Because I’m an idiot and I thought it’d be better that way for her.”

“Ah, I see.” Erwin sits down on a bench under a sweeping sakura tree and Levi follows. “Levi, in all the years I’ve known you, you’ve always put others ahead of yourself. It’s one of the things I admire most about you. But sometimes, you should be a little selfish.” He puts a hand on Levi’s shoulder. “And it’s ok to go after the things that you want. When you do that, life finds a way of working itself out.”

Levi smiles. Even off-screen, Erwin had a way of saying the wisest thing, right when he needed it most. “Yeah. Maybe you’re right.”

“‘Course I’m right,” Erwin grins. “And as your commander, my final order is for you to go after this woman with your whole heart.”

They both laugh and talk as they make their way out of the park and to the busy streets of Tokyo. When Levi returns to his hotel and enters the elevator, he feels his phone buzz. It’s another message from you, and Levi’s eyes go wide when he reads it:

“I’m in Tokyo to attend the AoT premiere. I hope you don’t mind.”

——

Iceland was cold. And lonely.

The last six months shooting the series had been an incredible experience. The cast was a mix of seasoned actors and newbies just starting out, and with a young, emerging director looking to prove himself, you knew that you were a part of something great. The days were long and sometimes exhausting, and often ended up with you collapsed on your bed looking over lines into the wee hours of the morning. For the most part, you were happy.

But god, you missed Levi.

That last night you saw him, you couldn’t understand why he thought it would be better for you two to be apart, but you pretended to be ok with it. And it had taken everything in you not to knock on his door the next morning when you were leaving. You’d seen the jealousy on his face that night - you knew he still cared for you. But your pride had you walk away without so much as a goodbye. It’s what he wanted, right?

So you tried to move on and forget him. You’d even started dating someone on set; a feeble attempt to prove to yourself (and to Levi, in a way) that you could be a working actor and keep up a relationship. He was nice enough and the sex was good, but it just wasn’t the same. Something was missing.

You knew Levi hated social media and never updated his Instagram account, so you started following his AoT co-stars, hoping to get just a glimpse of him. Every once in a while, a video would come out on YouTube of him in an interview with other cast members, and you’d smile at how awkward he was at being himself in front of a camera.

When the date of the AoT premiere was announced, you immediately contacted your agent to get you on the guest list. You’d loved Attack on Titan for years - you had to be there. And to be honest, you wanted to see that dark-haired, brooding man again, even if from a distance.

Filming was wrapped for the next several months, to give you all some much needed rest, but you only had one day at home before you were back on a plane and headed to Japan. As you arrived at your hotel in the darkness of the early morning, you got your phone out of your bag. Somewhere, in this sprawling city, Levi was sleeping. You wonder, does he ever dream of you?

You find his name in your contacts and send him a quick text. He probably won’t respond, you think to yourself.

When you wake up late that morning and see that he has, your heart skips a beat.

You can’t help but smile as you send him a reply. Then another. You fall asleep for an hour or so and when you wake up, he’s answered you:

“Of course not. I hope I’ll see you there.”

——

The area around the Toho Cinema Roppongi Hills is starting to fill with people as the time for the Attack on Titan, Final Parts 1 and 2 premiere approaches. A red carpet has been rolled out and barriers put up; press and media have started to set up in their usual places, in preparation for pictures and interviews with the cast. Premieres are a huge event, and something that Levi has been involved in more times than he can count, but this one - the final AoT episodes - makes him feel emotional.

Now that he knows you’ll be here, he’s glad he didn’t bring a date - not that he was looking for one. He, Erwin, and Hange had decided to be each other’s dates months ago and frankly, he wouldn’t have it any other way. The three of them ride in a limo to the cinema, along with their publicists and agents. All of them are silent, feeling the weight of this moment, until Hange breaks the silence as they pull up to the entrance.

“Ok, boys…the last ride of the three amigos..”

The three get out of the car and the cameras instantly start flashing. Hange gets between both Levi and Erwin and takes either arm in theirs, walking the red carpet and taking pictures before they separate for individual photos and interviews.

Levi usually likes picking his own clothes out for premiers, but he let a stylist do it this time. He walks down the red carpet in black pants and jacket, with a black mesh collared shirt underneath, which gives just the faintest view of his toned chest. Silver rings adorn his fingers, and he’s slicked back his hair, which he’s been growing out the past few months, just for fun. Photographers are yelling at him from every direction, asking him to look their way, or to take a picture with Hange, Zeke, or Erwin. All around him are the smiling faces of people he’s known for over 10 years, and soon, other celebrities and guests attending the event follow behind them. He looks through the crowd and sees you having your picture taken. You catch his eye and smile; he tries to make his way toward you but he’s whisked away by his publicist.

There are seats reserved in the front of the theater for the cast, with guests sitting in the rows behind them. He takes out his phone and texts you almost immediately upon sitting:

“Come to the after party? It’d be good to catch up.”

He sends you the address and a few moments later, receives your reply:

“I’ll see you there. :-)”

As he puts his phone in the breast pocket of his jacket, Hange reaches for his hand. “Are you ready for this?”

“As ready as I’ll ever be,” he replies with a sigh, squeezing their hand tightly.

The lights lower and the screen lights up to cheers from the crowd.

—-

Watching the final episodes was emotional, to say the least, but the mood at the after party is joyful and energetic. Everyone is drinking, eating, laughing, and reminiscing. Levi is sitting at a table with Petra, Ulou, and Eld when Zeke runs up.

“Levi, Levi, Levi, I just heard the greatest idea!” He forces his way between him and Petra. “Cast tattoos!”

“What?” Levi laughs.

“Yeah! Eren, Mikasa, Armin, and the others are doing it - we gotta do it too. They’re leaving soon, so let’s go!”

“No, no, there’s no we in this,” Levi protests as he resists Zeke pulling him away from the table. “Besides, I’m waiting for someone.”

“Oh?” That stops Zeke immediately. “And who would that be?”

You thank your driver in your limited Japanese as you leave the car and enter the stylish restaurant. Walking through the crowded space, you see Eren and Mikasa laughing and drinking with a group of other young actors. As a fan of the show since its beginning, you are feeling like a total fangirl as there are cast members from every season around you. But as you walk around the room looking for Levi, you suddenly get nervous, thinking that maybe this was a bad idea; you’re not even sure what you’re expecting from this night.

Just as you think about leaving, you see him sitting at a table with the Levi Squad cast and Zeke, who has an arm around him. He looks up, sees you, and smiles, throwing Zeke’s arm off of him.

As he walks towards you, you admire how good he looks. He’s so sexy, you can feel yourself blushing.

“Glad you could make it” he says, pulling you in to kiss you on the cheek. His lips are soft, just like you remember them.

“I wouldn’t miss it. Attack on Titan has been my favorite series since forever. To be honest, I am so excited to be surrounded by the cast.”

“Come on, I’ll introduce you to some of them.” He places his hand on the small of your back as he leads you through the crowd. Your hunter green silk dress swoops down low in the back, so when his hand touches your bare skin it gives you goosebumps.

He takes you from group to group, introducing you to people you’ve only known through a screen. You laugh with Jean and Connie as they talk about the practical jokes they used to pull on Levi off-set; you sing Red Swan (your favorite opening song) with Armin and Sasha, Levi refusing to join in no matter how hard you all try; you take shots with Hange and gush about how much you loved their character.

Levi watches you and can’t stop smiling. He’d forgotten how good it feels to be around you, to talk and flirt with you. Your hand grazes his and when he weaves his fingers through yours, you don’t resist. Your eyes shine as you look at him; you don’t have to say a word but he knows you’re feeling it too.

The two of you eventually make it over to Erwin and you blush when Levi brags about the film you made together and your acting skills.

“No, no,” you interject, “Levi is the real talent. His acting on set was some of the best I’ve ever seen.”

Erwin smiles. “I’m sure you both complement each other well and that the movie will be spectacular. I’m looking forward to seeing it.” He gives Levi a knowing smile and lifts up his champagne glass.

“Levi! My buddy!” Zeke comes crashing through the group, clearly inebriated. “And who is this? It’s Miss Dior herself.”

“Oh you’ve seen those?” The way he says it brings a blush to your cheeks.

“Of course I have. You look absolutely mesmerizing in those ads,” he moves closer to you, “just like you do tonight.”

Zeke leans on a nearby table and gives a playful smirk. “How long are you staying in Tokyo? I could show you around, if you’d like.”

“She doesn’t need you showing her around anywhere.” Levi’s voice is forceful for the first time that night. You put a reassuring hand on his arm - you have to admit, you like seeing him a little jealous.

“Thanks for the offer, Zeke, but I already have extensive plans in Tokyo.” You give Levi a smile that lets him know that ‘he’ is the plan.

Erwin comes to the rescue of both of you. “Zeke, what’s this I hear about tattoos? Are we doing this tonight?” He puts an arm around Zeke and leads him away, giving you both a wink.

The restaurant is large and sprawling, built in the old Japanese style, but is an interesting mix of East and West, old and new. There’s a garden in the center with the main area and smaller, more private rooms surrounding it. Wanting to escape the noise and commotion, you lead Levi outside, “It’s a bit quieter out here.”

“And more beautiful,” Levi replies, as you walk across a small bridge crossing a koi pond.

“It really is beautiful out here. I’ve always loved Japanese gardens.”

“I wasn’t talking about the garden.” He moves closer to you as you lean against the banister of the bridge. “You look stunning.”

“You know why I chose hunter green, don’t you?” He shakes his head. “Because it’s Levi’s color.”

“Oh really?” He is in front of you now, his hand grazing your arm ever so slightly as he looks you up and down.

“Mmmhmm, he’s always been my favorite character.”

“Nice to know I have a fan.”

“I’m just one of many.”

“But you’re the only one that matters.”

That makes you giggle. “So flirty. Is that how you get the ladies these days?”

“I don’t want anyone else. I just want you.” He looks at you with his piercing eyes. “It’s always been you.”

His words are like music to your ears, but you’re determined to stand firm. You can’t let him off so easily. “That didn’t seem to be the case six months ago.”

“Because I thought it was for the best, but I was wrong. So wrong. And I’ve regretted it every day since.”

His hand moves around your waist and he pulls you close. The lights of the garden shine in his dark grey eyes as his lips softly press against yours. You can’t help but return the kiss, your mouth opening slightly, inviting his tongue inside. When he moves away slightly, you realize you’d been holding your breath.

“I never should have let you go.”

“Levi, I..”

A few noisy and slightly drunk guests amble outside, ruining the moment. Without a word, Levi takes your hand and pulls you to a far corner of the garden, toward the private rooms. He pulls back the heavy, velvet curtains separating the room from the garden and gestures for you to enter. The room is small and intimate, decorated in a western style with a large, ornate mirror. You walk around, admiring the wingback chairs and gilded furniture, and then you feel Levi’s presence behind you.

His fingers lightly skim your bare arms, leaving a trail of heat coursing through your body. You close your eyes when you feel his warm breath against your neck, followed by soft kisses.

“Levi..I’m seeing someone..” you manage to say.

“Oh yeah?” He responds gently in your ear before kissing your earlobe. “You sure about that?”

When you open your eyes, you notice that you’re in front of the mirror and can see Levi kissing along your neck and shoulders. He looks up and grins.

“Right now I only see you and me.”

He continues kissing along your shoulder until the thin strap of your dress falls down your arm. You can’t resist him, you never could, and so you give in to your desires. You lean your body until your back is pressing against his chest. One of his hands is holding yours while the other is moving the fallen strap down lower, exposing your breast.

“God, you’re so beautiful,” he says as he looks at you in the mirror, his hand moving to cup your breast. “I’ve wanted to touch you like this all night.”

You guide his other hand lower, to the high slit of your dress, urging him to touch your thigh. “I missed you, Levi. So much.”

For you, it’s always been him as well. As much as you’ve tried to deny your feelings for him these past six months, all it took was one touch from him for it to all come back. And now you want more.

His hand finds its way between your thighs as his other hand massages your breast. “You’re already so wet for me,” he notices, as his fingers begin to rub your clit.

“You’re the only one who knows how to make me feel good,” you reply, then your breath catches as he pushes your panties to the side and sides a finger inside you.

It’s a beautifully erotic sight, watching yourself in the mirror as Levi pinches your nipple and pumps his finger in and out of you. You can’t help but let out a moan.

“‘Shhh, you don’t want someone to hear, do you?”

“I don’t care. Levi, I need you so badly.”

You turn around to kiss him, taking his jacket off and throwing it on the floor. Almost immediately, he has you pressed against the wall and is lifting your dress up to your waist. He’s unbuttoning his pants as you slide your panties down, but only get so far as taking them off one leg before he lifts that leg up and rubs his cock against you.

Levi has tunnel vision right now; all he can see is your perfect body, all he wants to hear are the moans of his name from your pretty mouth. And that’s exactly what he gets when he thrusts inside you. You bite your bottom lip as he pounds into you again and again. “I thought you didn’t care if someone heard us?”

“I’m trying to be good,” you reply breathlessly.

“Oh I think we’re well past being good.”

He pins your arm over your head as his other hand is still lifting your leg, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of your inner thigh. You kiss and suck on his neck, leaving a small mark.

“Careful there..”

“What? Makeup can cover it up,” you tease seductively, referring to the first time you and Levi made love.

He lets out a soft growl. “Then I suppose now we’re even.” He picks up the pace, watching as your breasts bounce up and down with each hard thrust. You’re driving him wild; every nerve in his body feels completely alive.

“Levi, I’m…”

He knows. He’s feeling it too. He kisses you long and hard, then feels your walls spasm around him. It’s just what he needs to push him over the edge, and as he cums inside you, it’s as if the whole world has stopped; only your uneven breaths mark the time passing.

You continue to spasm around his cock as your mind goes completely blank. You can’t explain it, but Levi elicits the longest, most intense orgasms from you. It’s just how your body reacts to him - you can’t explain it.

He says your name in your ear, his voice deep and raspy. “Will you forgive me? For all the time we wasted apart. I don’t want to do any of this without you.”

“Yes. Yes, I forgive you.” You run your fingers through his silky hair. “I know we can make this work.”

Of course you forgive him. You’d forgiven him the moment you laid eyes on him tonight; maybe even before that.

The bottom of your dress falls back over your legs and Levi gently pulls the straps back up on your shoulders. You are his, and he is yours - it’s always been this way, and now both of you know it. As you fix your hair and touch up your lipstick in the mirror, there’s a commotion in the garden.

“Leeeeeviiiiiiiii! Where are you? We’re getting tattoos!”

He’d know that yell anywhere: it’s Hange.

“Yeah, come on, Levi! We’re all getting tattoos!”

And Zeke is with them.

“Goddammit. Let’s stay here a little longer.”

You laugh. “You should do it…for memories.” You cup his cheek and give him a kiss. “Get it on your ass, so then only I can see it.”

At that, Levi rolls his eyes. “Don’t make this weirder than it already is.”

He takes your hand in his, then meets the screaming duo in the garden. “Ok, fine, let’s do this,” he resigns, as he leads you along to join the group.

“You want me to come too?”

“Of course.” His face is serious, but there’s a joy in his eyes. “I don’t intend on letting you out of my sight.”

“Yes!” Zeke exclaims. “Eren, Levi is in! Let’s go!!”

And so you walk, hand in hand, out of the restaurant to find the others.

——

“There’s no denying that the two of you have an incredible chemistry in the film. Did that come naturally?” the interviewer asks.

“I think I felt that spark between us almost immediately. Wouldn’t you say?” Levi answers.

“Oh yes, absolutely,” you reply fondly.

It’s the week of the Cannes Film Festival and you and Levi are on the interview circuit. After the AoT premiere, you broke up with your boyfriend and stayed with Levi in Tokyo, then went with him to Singapore and Seoul as the cast traveled from city to city. The month flew by and the next thing you knew, you were both traveling to France.

You’re together everywhere, and the paparazzi have quickly deduced that you're an item. It’s been a hot topic of all the celebrity and gossip sites, but neither of you care - a rare occurrence, for Levi especially, who has always valued his privacy intensely.

“And you’re actually a couple in real life, correct?”

“We are.” You answer tentatively. “He tolerates me, anyway.” You make light of it, but answering this question always makes you nervous, since you’re not quite sure how much Levi wants to share.

“More than tolerate,” Levi squeezes your hand, “she’s the best thing that’s ever happened to my life.”

He knew this question would come up, because it always does these days. But he’s realized, he’s not concerned with the gossip or the naysayers; he knows that whatever challenges come your way, the two of you can ride it out.

He believes this will work, because he’s in love with you. And after this interview is over, he’s going to tell you exactly that.

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Tags/TW/context (idk💀): Alcohol, sfw, y/n fem reader, reader is a squad leader, Attack on Titan, Levi Ackerman, lighthearted, established close friendship and partnership between you and Levi, you and Levi are in denial of your feelings for each other and Hange knows it, Hange is just lowkey tired of this back and forth.

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The night is blooming, the moon's graceful glow upon you and your comrades in the clearing of the Old Headquarters of the Survey Corps. The tall trees, both vivacious trees and pine trees standing tall around your merry group, providing shelter from the fog of the evening. Not too far from the headquarters, but also not too near in the vicinity to avoid disrupting the working higher-ups, or the resting scouts in their in the assigned shared quarters of their barracks. Regardless, even without the protection of the trees, the fog won't be stopping this small gathering of you and your comrades. An survey mission had just ended. It's a small mission led by you, in order to train you. Nothing too exciting just this small group of scouts surveying ahead, and placing supplies ahead of the expedition route that's due in next week. Although the mission is a success with the least amount of deaths so far, it wasn't without sacrifices. You sit relaxed with a drink of your own on one of the chairs. Beside you are your comrades, your subordinates, the Levi Squad in some of the chairs and benches, and then Hange accompanied by Moblit who sat beside her. All forming a complete circle with a table of food in the middle of the circle then a burning bonfire right beside it. Keeping this small gathering of people warm from the evening fog. In some of these seats are soldiers, scouts who fought bravely. At the cost of a missing leg, or an arm, or maybe even missing screws after facing the dark reality that the titans bring outside the Walls this very recent expedition. Yet despite, what they have experienced, they sit there merry with a drink on their uninjured free hands. Largely due to the part that Hange, Oruo, Gunther, and Eld are leading the conversation of this humble party.

A farewell party to be exact. The last night of these maimed soldiers in the military before they return to their status as simple civilians. In a way, Commander Erwin allowed this to happen just so the soldiers would go home with at least smiles on their faces. Smile of relief from surviving, or the smile from this small gathering and the events would occur later are sure bound to kick up a merry chat between their waiting families instead of the horrors outside walls as their main topic.

"Ah, it's your turn!" The bottle spins and points at you. "What?" And you break out from your deepest of thoughts, maybe because of the battle analysis reports, survey reports, and whole another bunch of papers you'll submit tomorrow, or maybe because of the watchful gaze a certain pair of steel blue gray eyes.

"Everyone's been pulling up 'Truths' this whole time, would you care for a dare instead?" Hange smiles cheeky at you, as she asks you at gunpoint in front of your comrades. "A dare?" Your question sounding more like a refusal. "C'mon please? It's nothing hard I swear. It'll be just like how easy you killed four titans this recent mission, right boys?" And your comrades and subordinates alike jeered at the thought. You were quite in a good form, the past mission and now that you're in this spot like this. With their mood like that, you don't want these soldier's last night to be with you being a killjoy of the night. You gave Hange a look before responding, "Alright what's the dare?" "Sweet! Well it's nothing hard, I just want you to kiss someone." Hange playfully answers giving a certain midget sipping tea at the edge of the circle, a knowing look. Fully aware of Levi's gazes at you. Or how he would sparingly brew the tealeaves you gifted him. Or how he would scold you as he checks up on you at the hospital after each mission, Hange gave a knowing look at Levi barely noticed by their comrades. The latter only returned a glare, barely noticeable in between sips of his tea. "The what? Hange, you can't be serious." You respond. You may be a little tipsy, but you still have your wits about you. "It'll be fine, unless..." Hange trails off, "Unless it means something to you of course. Were you saving it for someone?" She quips, her tone now growing teasingly playful. It didn't help that the rest of the Levi Squad, your subordinates, basically everyone's got their eyes and ears on you now. Giving in to either get peer pressured to saying something akin to confession—

'It wont be a confession,' You stubbornly think.

Well it's either you get peer pressured into saying something you may or may not regret, you decide to just go with the dare. At least in a dare there's a chance that the very act will be considered, 'not of any significant meaning to you.'

"Alright, I'll complete the dare. You guys owe me a drink for this one." You say with a smile pointing to the rest of the crowd, primarily to Hange. You scan your surroundings to look for a specific person who you know wouldn't take this dare personally or seriously. He may be a few centimeters smaller than you, but it did not take you long enough to find him sitting at the edge of the circle. Drinking tea instead of alcohol, he looks at you his blue-gray eyes displaying deadpan expression. "Is it okay if I pick you?" You ask for consent walking up to him with his side facing you. Casual form drinking tea amidst the tensing sensual atmosphere fueled by the expectant gazes of your comrades. His jaw clenches for a split second before nodding nonchalantly. His steel blue gaze, maintaining his composure. Bringing his cup a little lower from his lips, he remained sitting as he was. His side still facing you.

"Alright," You give a smile before placing one of your knee to his seat for support, you other hand crawling up behind him, to gain purchase of the seat he is leaning on to. And your other free hand cupping his chin, lightly with your fingers as you lean your face closer to his steel blue gaze.

In response, his body stiffens evidently caught off guard by this sudden act of intimacy. He fought back the shivers that run along his spine and his jaw subtly clenches as maintained his indifferent expression.

You lean in closer, and closer. Intensifying the already sensual tension caused by her own intimate actions.

Only to give him a light kiss on his cheek.

'They only said a kiss after all, they didn't say where.' You cleverly think, avoiding making a spectacle of yourself and drag Levi in this.

Disappointed murmurs hint the chorus of their comrades and Hange nodding with a light chuckle in amusement, "Ha! Well played, y/n." Spinning the bottle once more, "Next dare!"

When you pulled away and returned to your seat downing a glass in one big gulp, Levi didn't look at you or anyone at that moment. He just sat there with the memory of your lips, warm on his skin.

He sat there drinking his tea in silence. He wasn't drinking any alcohol at all.

And yet,

Why are his ears red?

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[cosmicjoke]

As Above, So Below

Levi holds the girl secure against his chest, her head cradled to his neck, and moves quickly through the back alleys and side streets of the district, toward his and Furlan’s home.

He already knows what Furlan will say, and he doesn’t care.

The girl was alive, and that’s all that mattered. 

He could help her.  He would.

He’d found her, passed out from hunger, half-drowning in a puddle of sewage.  He’d checked her, like he checked all the children he came across.  Most were already dead by the time he found them.  The ones that weren’t, Furlan was most usually with him, and he would tell Levi no, and Levi would settle then for leaving food or coin.

But she was alive, and Furlan wasn’t with him, and so he’d taken her.

But not before wandering the neighborhood for a good hour, asking about, asking if she belonged to anyone.  No one had laid claim.  He had no thought beyond her immediate rescue.

She’s as light as a bag of bones in his arms.  He knows she’s hardly more than that.

He already knows what Furlan will say, and he doesn’t care.

//

“No.  Levi, no.”

Levi ignores him, laying the girl down on the floor.  He pulls his cloak free, bunching it under her head for a pillow.  He checks her pulse again.  Thready, but it’s still there.

“Lee!”

Furlan stands over him.  Levi can feel the weight of his gaze, accusatory.  Disappointed.

“She needs help,” he finally answers, and hears Furlan’s sigh of frustration.

“She’s already dead,” Furlan snaps. “look at her!  Lee, you can’t keep doing this!”

“She’s alive,” Levi says. “she’s not dead.  Don’t say that.”

“She will be soon enough.  Levi…” Furlan’s voice softens suddenly, pleading instead of angry.  His hand rests on Levi’s shoulder. “look, I know it hurts you.  But listen to me.  We can’t afford this.  We can’t afford another mouth to feed.  It’s bad enough, you throwing away half our haul every time we come across some starving kid.  You know most of them don’t make it, even when you help them.”

Levi frowns, checking the girl for bruising, lifting her arms carefully, rolling the tattered sleeves of her shirt past her elbows.  No track marks, which is good.  Means she isn’t an addict, at least. 

“She’ll make it,” he answers.

Furlan growls in frustration, tearing his hand away.

“Levi, even if you save this girl, what the hell difference will it make!?  The Underground is filled with starving children!  What difference will it make, you saving one in who the hell knows how many?!”

“It’ll matter to her!” Levi finally snaps, agitated as he stands, facing off against the older boy. “I couldn’t just leave her there, Fur!  She’s alive!”

“Yeah.  And?” Furlan steps closer to him, glaring down at him. “Levi, you give half our food away to every kid you come across out there.  You give them our money.  Oh, don’t give me that look!  You think I don’t see you slipping coins to those kids every time you think I’m not watching?  We’re barely scraping by week to week.  Did you think about that when you decided to take this girl in off the street?  You won’t be able to support her and keep up your little acts of charity out there, too.  I won’t let you.”

Levi snarls, turning away, back to the girl.

“I’ll figure it out,” he mutters. “I’ll get us more money.”

“How?!” Furlan presses.

“I’ll pull more jobs.  I’ll get us the money, don’t worry.”

“What, by yourself?”

“Yeah,” Levi says, eyes fixed on the girl.  On the shallow rise and fall of her bony chest.

“God, you and your bleeding heart, Lee!  As if it’s that easy!  What about our crew?  You know we still need to pay them, don’t you?  We can’t afford this!”

Levi grits his teeth.

He knows Furlan is right.  Knows they’re barely able to get by as is.  That he was putting a bigger strain on them by trying to help every little brat he came across out there.  Knew most of them ended up dying anyway.  He just couldn’t… he couldn’t leave her when he knew there was something he could do.

What the hell good was his strength if he couldn’t use it to help people?

He wishes he could explain to Furlan.  Wishes he knew how to put it to words.

That day, when he’d rescued Furlan, and he’d realized he could help… really help.  That his strength could be used for something better than keeping his own, miserable self going…

He hadn’t known that before.

Nobody had ever told him.

Kenny hadn’t told him.  Hadn’t shown him.  Hadn’t shown him anything but how to hurt and kill.  And that’s all Levi had thought he was good for.  Hurting and killing and keeping his own, miserable self going.

But then he’d rescued Furlan, and he realized he could help.  His strength could help, instead of hurt.  He’d discovered that all on his own. 

Kenny had been a liar and told Levi otherwise.  But Levi had found the truth all on his own.

So fuck you, Kenny, he thinks.  He could help instead of hurt.  He knew that now.  It didn’t have to be just hurt.

“Fur,” Levi says, voice quiet. “I can’t leave her.  She doesn’t deserve that.”

He turns, looking up at his friend.  His first and only friend.

“I’ll get us the money.  I swear.  I won’t let nothin’ happen to us.  You know I won’t.”

Furlan looks tired, mouth turned down at the corners.

Finally, he sighs, shaking his head.

“I’ll make some broth,” he says, resigned. “she shouldn’t eat anything that’s gonna’ be hard for her to digest.  Not until her body’s adjusted.”

Levi feels the tension go out of his shoulders, relief washing over him, powerful enough to make his head light. 

“… Thank you, Fur,” he says.

Furlan doesn’t look happy, but he doesn’t protest anymore.  Just tells Levi to get the girl up onto the couch, to fetch water, see if he can get her to drink any while he makes the broth.

Levi nods, picking the girl back up, careful with her as he carries her to the couch, careful as he lays her down.

She’s so young.  Maybe twelve, thirteen years old.  He can see beneath the filth of her hair that it’s red.  She’ll have lice, but that’s okay.  They have soap for that.  He’ll be able to comb it out.

Her eyes flutter open, green fogged by the bleariness of hunger, dry lips parting as she tries to speak.  They crack and bleed, and Levi frowns.

He remembers. 

He knows what she feels.

“Wh-where…” her voice comes out a rasped whisper.

“You’re okay,” Levi tells her, and takes her hand, holds it tight in his own.

Her eyes search for him, but don’t see, too crushed by the exhaustion of desperation.

Levi lays his palm to her forehead, checking for fever.  Her skin is cool, though.  He doesn’t think she’s ill with disease. 

“Can you hear me?” he asks. “Do you think you can drink?”

Her lips work, the column of her throat bobbing as she swallows.  And then she gives a single, shallow nod, and Levi feels a swell of hope in his heart.

He clasps her hand again.

“Okay,” he tells her. “just hang on.”

He stands to fetch her a ladle of water, and sees Furlan, looking at him from across the space.  The older boy turns away quickly, back to the pot he’s heating over their small coal burner. 

Levi feels a pang of guilt.

Furlan wasn’t wrong to be worried. 

It was hard enough, just surviving as was.  Just the two of them.  Another mouth to feed would only make it harder.

But Levi meant it, when he said he wouldn’t let anything happen.  He would do whatever it took to protect Furlan.  To protect their crew. 

He would work himself into the ground to make up the extra cost.  To make sure none of them went hungry.

He swears it.

He swears.

//

Her name is Isabel Magnolia.  That’s what the girl tells him when she’s strong enough to speak.

She had a mother, but she died not long back, and Isabel hadn’t known how to survive on her own. 

Levi listens to all this with a kind of resigned understanding.  It was the same story for so many of the parentless children running the streets of the Underground. 

It was the same story for him, until Kenny came along.

Kenny hadn’t been there much, Levi remembers. 

Every few weeks, he would come by, spend a few days, teach Levi what he thought he should know, and then leave again.  On and on, until one day, he just never came back. 

So, Levi understands.

And Levi thinks he could do like Kenny, and teach this girl to survive.

He thinks, better still, he could take care of this girl, the way he takes care of Furlan, and make sure she never has to learn the things he did.

//

The weeks pass, and Isabel grows stronger.  Who she really is begins to shine through.  A pistol of a girl with energy to burn. 

She takes to calling Levi “Big Bro”, and Furlan teases him over it with the relentlessness of vengeance.  But Levi can tell even Furlan has begun to grow fond of her.

Levi won’t say, but quietly, there comes a sense of warmth, that the girl looks at him that way.

He wonders if this is what it might have been like, to have a family.  A big brother and a little sister. 

That’s how he thinks of them, he realizes. 

His family.

He smiles to himself at night, when no one is around to see. 

Fervently, he prays, to whatever god there might be, that he’ll always be able to protect them.

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[levi4mikasa]

A letter from her...

Levi jolted awake to the shrill whistle of the tea kettle. Bleary-eyed, he silenced it and prepared his morning cuppa, thoughts still clinging to fragments of the dream he'd been having.

Mikasa had visited him, her cheeks flushed and eyes shining as she declared her longing for him had become too overwhelming to bear. She spoke of leaving behind her quiet life in Paradis to join him in London, if only he'd have her.

Levi rubbed his eyes with a sigh. Just a dream - yet so vivid he could almost smell Mikasa's signature floral scent in the air.

A knock at the tea shop door startled him from his reverie. Levi opened it to find a postman holding a single envelope addressed in tidy, familiar handwriting - Mikasa's.

His heart stuttered as he accepted the mail with slightly trembling hands. Mikasa writing to him after all these years? It was too coincidental after the intense dream.

Levi brewed a fresh pot of soothing chamomile tea to calm his nerves before sitting down to read. As he inhaled the letter's delicate perfume, the fictional reunion scene flashed through his mind again.

Get ahold of yourself, Levi, he chided inwardly, ignoring his warming cheeks. This was surely just an innocuous friendly letter, nothing more.

Yet as Levi read Mikasa's poetic words describing her loneliness and longing for adventure, he couldn't help but detect a hint of something deeper. Subtle phrases hinted she might welcome a change in scenery…to London, perhaps?

Levi's pulse raced as he reread the letter, searching for hidden meanings. Was it possible Mikasa felt drawn to him, even after all this time apart? Could this be the opening he'd long waited for?

Setting down his tea, Levi collected pen and paper. He would respond sincerely, inviting Mikasa to visit London soon. Whether as a friend or something more remained unsaid, but Levi knew he must see her again.

This time, he resolved not to let her go until he understood the true contents of her heart. Levi pressed Mikasa's letter gently to his lips before beginning his reply.

Image drawn via picrew 😌

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[eruri-brainrot]

Chapter 1 of Eruri Lighthouse keepers fic is up! :)

Part: 1/?

Words: 3.7k

Rating: M

Tags: Lighthouse Keepers AU, post ww2, slow burn, pining, hurt/comfort, getting together

Summary:

Sometimes, as the winds of Narragansett Bay whip at his cold-flushed face and aching hands, Levi wonders how life has led him here. Here: atop four winding flights of stairs, seventy-three feet in the air, polishing a fifty year old light bulb several times larger than his head.

His predecessor had complained about the loneliness while showing him around the place. Told him it makes you go mad. Levi doesn’t mind it though. In fact, he finds the isolation oddly comforting. In the middle of the ocean there are no generals or foremen screaming at him to get back to work. There are no sly insults on his stature, or reprimands regarding his attitude. Atop Whale Rock there is only steel, stone, and the occasional seabird cawing overheard.

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[theamberwriter]

I'm not SUPER great at settings n backgrounds n shit - but here! Another for the Perfect Blend, lmao Also, I'm working on a lil project behind the scenes!

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[poisonpeche]

Ahhhhh I had a sexy lil dream about scare actor levi and it was just great 🥰 specifically when you wrote about seeing him walking slowly to you frame by frame in strobe lights - and then it became like a game of hide and seek, but everything was heightened because it’s a haunted house and he was dressed up with a chainsaw prop so the thrill was 👌🏼

A sexy lil’ dream about scare actor Levi what a fuckin’ trick AND treat, Nonnie.

First of all, love that for you. Secondly, I too have an overactive imagination and have him in my thots daily.

Let’s share a new nightmare dream together, shall we? 👻

***

Paranormal Activity Part II | Levi Ackerman x You

Summary: Scare Actor Levi chases you in a haunted house with the star of the show, a chainsaw. Or is it…You?

NSFW, MDNI, 18+ ONLY - TW: Role Playing, Mutual Masturbation, Light Spanking, Degradation if you squint, Temperature Play, Fake Blood & Gore, Spooky Themes. Turns out you two have a kink for Exhibitionism in Haunted Houses.

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The grime of his pitch black makeup smears down his high cheeks and cut jaw.

Eyes as sharp and silver as a dagger in the night darting around every corner for you…

“Where are youuu, sweetheart?” He sing songs in a mocking timbre with a gentle rev of the chainsaw’s engine.

You’d whimper, but he’d find you all too easily.

Another game to your arsenal. Levi’s Game.

A crimson glow drips down the walls in a thick haze like blood, a fitting scene for the maze you’re panting through. Hair whipping as you twist your neck around with eyes wide. As you turn away from the only light source down a deep entrance, your fingers run over the battered and bruised wood of the hallway. You desperately search for something to hold onto as your sight strains against the dark void.

Tips extended wide and futile, you brush over something smooth to the touch yet hard. And warm.

“Hah! I found you, you sicko - you lost!”

A sliced neck greets you with entrails unfurling in waves and you nearly fall to the ground as a blaring horn is triggered with a flash. A decapitated figure suspended and tragic looms over you and you absolutely hate that he nearly got you.

A snicker, brutal and seductive floats through air and down your spine. It’s him. He feels near and far away like an entity. Like a ghost.

“What else would those gorgeous legs do, but lead you right into my trap? As always,” he mocks through a snarl.

You roll your eyes and gather yourself, lunging forward with a scoff. You begin searching for your next hiding place. But why not taunt your predator into madness while you’re at it?

“Hmm very funny,” you jeer, seizing control.

“What’s so funny, hm?”

“Funny, that you’re convinced they only get me into trouble. When they seem to only devastate you. Isn’t that right? Levi.”

You’re quite the multitasker as you manage to search for a new hiding place and fatally flirt with him. He lets you pretend to win as he watches your skirt ride up over your thighs while you bend down amidst an earthen set of uprooted trees and cracked stone.

Fuck, if he doesn’t love to watch.

The way the fat of your thighs spill through your fishnets. Another purchase for his girl. The lattice stretching wide against your skin.

He wants to lick you stupid.

But settles for pathetically twitching in his high waisted jeans wrapped so tight around his navel at the sight of you in that pastel pink skater dress. The one with with the high neck and flowing long sleeves against the harsh lines of your stockings and thigh high boots. The one he adores. He’d growl if it wouldn’t give him away.

The contrast of you makes him dizzy, but he can’t lose focus. Not now. Not when you’re within range. His prey.

“The only thing that would devastate me is not getting to taste you in that.”

You cut off your own whimper rising in your throat. But he hears. He always hears.

“Bet you’re wet for me right now aren’t you, sweetheart?”

This time you can’t stop the whine. And he laughs as your crouched thighs begin to tremble against the heel of your boots.

“That’s what I thought.”

He reaches down for you through the swirls of fog and you bolt right before he can have you.

His fingerless glove clad hand recoils and he snarls with a rip of the chainsaw, piercing the air and it has your blood rushing as you run.

And he just manages to smack your ass with the taught leather as he struggles to catch you.

The sting rushing to your skin as your skirt flutters like butterfly wings with a nocturnal beast gnashing at your tail.

“Give me what I want before I take it from you.”

You grunt in frustration as you round the corner.

“Lose already, so I can,” he heaves a delighted sigh through an evil grin as he rolls his neck with a shudder, “reward you.”

You gulp down a groan as you weave through a confined space of…hanging corpses. Lifeless bodies strung up and your imagination reels. They feel like they’re writhing against you. Slimy and unmistakably dead as they swing and knock you off your feet until your shockingly stilled. An iron grip around your waist as he plunges out a trap door to you close enough to catch you and devour your neck in a kiss. The heat of the dying chainsaw searing your thigh. Enough to send sparks through you, but not to burn.

He’s pulling you back through the door before you can protest with a tight grip around your wrist as you’re pinned against the wall of the secluded secret room.

He’s buries his sharp nose in the soft skin of your neck, nuzzling deep with a dark inhale of his cologne on your throat has his eyes rolling back. His scent of whiskey, oak, and mulled cider marking you at your own accord and he loses his damn mind.

“What were you thinking, pretty girl?”

You know exactly what he implies. What were you thinking wearing that deliciously femme dress flowing in cascades over your curves against the harsh crisscross pattern choking your legs? To top it all off with a masculine musk that has him seeing stars. His scent.

The way you toy with his expectations of you revs his pulse like the trigger of the chainsaw dangling in between your legs. Pressed against your pussy. Waiting.

“I wasn’t,’’ you whisper against him.

He grins at your submission. So you’ll behave after all.

“I’ll make sure of that,” he promises with every intention to have you fucked dumb.

But how?

He leans in to press sweet kisses into your neck. The dull heat of the chainsaw in between your thighs causes your moan to shiver across his tongue.

He’d laugh if he wasn’t so floored by you.

Taking off his demin jacket and laying it out on the floor beneath you, he softly commands, “Get down.” Another kiss to the corner of your mouth. “On your knees.”

Weak in them already, the short drop to the floor at his feet is a welcome relief. You bask in his presence waiting for more, gripping the backs of his ankles as you peer up at him.

“I know you like this shit,” he revs the trigger with a quick pulse that sends your heart racing, “don’t you?”

Wide-eyed and feigned innocence, you softly nod before him.

“I know you do, baby. Listen to me.”

He cups your jaw with his hand, thumbing your cheek with nothing but devotion. You tremble at his exaltation. He means to comfort you before the final blow.

“Fuck yourself on it.”

He lowers the chainsaw in between your spread knees, pushing the blade in between your parted thighs. The smooth flat ridge of the handle covering the trigger rests inches below your throbbing cunt.

Your answer is in the string of arousal that drips from your spread lips over the trigger of the saw.

Levi’s dark laugh has you squeezing your thighs around the outside of the machine as he sits down in front, facing you with his back against the far wall and legs spread to cage you in with his bent knees at your hips. He’s close enough to see every detail.

He likes to watch after all.

Who are you to deny him a good show?

You splay your palms flat over your plush thighs and inch agonizingly upward, dragging your fingers over your bunched hem in a slow reveal.

With a slide of your finger, the first gift of the night is unwrapped, a black silk garter straining against the fat of your thigh and threatening to spill over.

You swear you can see Levi’s throat bob at your display while he looks on with a hunger that sets you ablaze.

Palming yourself further still, the skirt drapes back to reveal a full set of intricate criss crosses and…What were you fucking thinking?

His heads cocks to the side in shock. Eyes sliding to the center of you to find nothing there. Just your bare pussy drooling through the fishnets. You’re not wearing any panties and he just might die.

“What am I gonna do with you?” Fondness dripping his tone as he reaches up to cup your jaw and you nuzzle against his palm with a kiss to his wrist.

His thumb strokes you under your eye with a tenderness that could break your heart.

You whimper and his eyes turn black.

“M gonna make it all better for you, baby. Do you trust me?”

Your tiny nod has a possessiveness seeping into every one of his thoughts as he reaches for you only to catch one of the loops in the netting and pulls hard.

The rip of the fabric exposes your cunt to the chill of the house, creaking and alive with blares of traps and screams all around you.

As a red light pulses overhead you see him in strobing images, each more beautiful and devastating than the last as he stares at you with pure hunger. His jaw hangs and lips part taking the image of you in.

“Sit. Spread my pussy out for me.”

More drips down your legs at the words.

Obeying, you slot the handle in between your lips as they drape over the sides. The warmth of the saw has you gasping at the contact, but you find yourself getting hard with the heat. Clit swollen and twitching at every movement against the soft sear.

“You can take it, baby,” he hisses through his teeth in awe of you as you relax into his warm voice.

Levi takes your wrists and drapes them around his neck and you soothe yourself with the soft shave of his undercut. You lace your fingers into his dark strands and pull yourself forward to him, riding the handle of the chainsaw. Your shameless moan has him in a daze.

“My perfect girl,” he can still smell himself on you as you buck to him.

The glint and gleam of his piercings against the dull light compete with his eyes only for you lost in the black grime trailing down his cheeks.

He reaches around your hips, grabbing a palm full of your ass. He encourages a deeper slide against the metal and you cry out for him. You’re so wet he can hear every movement you make. The sound of your own slick getting you off in return.

As you look up to Levi he’s unzipping his pants and taking himself out. Pink and aching and horrible.

He strokes himself to you as his head falls back against the black wall with his eyes sitting low as you continue to fuck yourself in front of him.

The leather of his gloves ruined from his weeping head as his bare fingers slide faster with every pump.

Your nipples harden at the sight of him and you pull your neckline down for him to see. The drool pooling on your tongue falls as you salivate, coating your nipple with a whimper. They perk and glisten as Levi’s tongue darts out. He wants to taste, but let’s you work. You deserve to feel so good.

He groans at you. His star.

“Wanna fuck you with my cock, but I wouldn’t get the same view, now would I?”

Your panting picks up and you squeeze your thighs.

“Wouldn’t get to see all of you. How pretty you look…”

He leans in inches from your lips and catches them in a kiss.

A rumble erupts at your core as he pulses the trigger briefly beneath you, keening with your head thrown back. The vibrations of the saw sending your senses into overdrive as you fight to catch your breath. The thrill only mounting.

“Fuck, you like that don’t you? Of course you do. You’re mine.”

He revs it again for a longer pulse as your grind deepens and you have to grab his shoulder to steady yourself, gripping his bicep for dear life.

Your cry stifled by the chaos around you, but Levi sees it all unfold. Your parted lips in a scream and he’s already won.

“Lev’ it’s—fuck, so good—I wanna hah,” you beg and plead and it’s only fueling him to break you down to your most basic desires. To fuck and to be fucked. To twist and to writhe, and he’ll just look on and adore you like the art that you are.

“If you want to, don’t look away. Only me. Can you do that, my love?” He groans out on an exhale as he relentlessly works his cock. The flick of his wrist hypnotizing you. Precum smearing and his own thighs begin to shake.

“Don’t ever wanna—mmm—leave you. Never, never. Levi, you’re so, so—fuck, I…I,” you’re breathless, but somehow, “I love you.”

He presses the trigger into overdrive and you’re flying off the edge, tumbling and crashing into him. You can’t hear him say it over the cacophonous noise reverberating off the walls, but you see the tender I love you too flow from his lips with his eyes wide and glassy. The look he gives you could heal you and destroy you.

You want it all.

Your chest hitting his as you’re thrown from the machine crying out his name. You cum hard in waves and the scene brings him there as you shake in his arms. White dripping over his fist as he locks his dark eyes with you.

He promised he’d never look away.

Maybe you’ll learn to catch something as wild and unpredictable as smoke while he sinks into your eyes, spilling all his secrets in his stare.

***

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Fanfiction Master-list (With Links)

- Multichapters-

• I Will Always Find You: Modern Zombie Apocalypse AU, TWD inspired (Ongoing) Chapters 15/?

• Out Of Nowhere: Modern AU, Farm raised Hange/City boy Levi (Completed) In collaboration with Hamandcheesebaguette on Ao3 Chapters 14/14

• Of Swords and Sparrows: Royal AU, Arraigned Marriage, Fem!Levi/Masc!Hange (Completed) In collaboration with Hamandcheesebaguette on Ao3 Chapters 12/12

• Always You: College AU, Friends with benefits, mutual pining, Fem!Levi/Masc!Hange (Completed) In collaboration with Hamandcheesebaguette on Ao3 Chapters 18/18

• The Pledge: College AU, Fake dating, Fem!Levi/Masc!Hange (Ongoing) In collaboration with zoes_eyepatch on Ao3 Chapters 1/?

• Vertigo and The Silver Shadow: Vigilantes AU, super powers (ongoing) in collaboration with Hamandcheesebaguette on Ao3 Chapters 2/?

• Winter’s Fang: Canon Divergent, Survival, Semi Levi centric (Ongoing) Chapters 1/?

• Hidden In Plain Sight: Modern AU, Sci-Fi, Aliens (Ongoing) Chapters 2/3

• The Thing About Us Abnormals: Canon Divergent, Pregnancy/baby (In Hiatus) Chapters 5/?

• A Thousand bad times…Makes Something Irreplaceable: Modern AU, Family fluff, 104th & levihan (In Hiatus) Chapters 2/?

• Part Of Your World: Modern AU, Mermaid!Levi/Scientist-Dr!Hange (In Hiatus) Chapters 7/?

• Damaged Freaks: Modern AU, High School, heavy themes/TWs (Incomplete) Chapters 3/?

• Hard As Nails: Zombie Apocalypse AU, Ittosara (Genshin Impact) No Visions, Modern Teyvat (Ongoing) Chapters 1/?

-Oneshots-

• Budding: Modern AU, Florist! Hange & Tattoo Artist! Levi, Valentine’s Day fluff, childhood friends, reconnecting

• All The Way Home I’ll Be Warm: Modern AU, Businessman! Levi & Scientist! Hange, christmas fluff, sick Levi

• Caught In Your Web: Spider-Man! Hange, Journalist! Levi (Part 1 of the Spider-Hange series) In collaboration with Hamandcheesebaguette on Ao3

• Stuck On You: Spider-Man! Hange, Journalist! Levi (Part 2 of the Spider-Hange series) In collaboration with Hamandcheesebaguette on Ao3

• Noisy: Modern AU, Neighbors, Firefighter Levi

• Anytime: Ittosara, canon divergent, hurt Sara (Genshin Impact)

• Reminders: Spider-Dad Miguel O’Hara, Spider Kids, Found Family, grief/mourning, fluff (Spider-Man: Across the Spider-verse)

• Claw and Order: Spider-Dad Miguel O’Hara, Spider Kids, Found Family, spider-gang hijinks, fluff (Spider-Man: Across the Spider-verse)

• The Kids Will Be Alright: Spider-Dad Miguel O’Hara, Spider Kids, Found Family, Blood and Injury, hurt/comfort (Spider-Man: Across the Spider-verse)

• Not So Artificial: Modern cyberpunk-ish AU, Scientist Hange/Android Levi

• Bang: Modern AU, Bank Heist, Criminal Veterans

• Teeny Tiny Widdle Basbsbsby Kiss Kiss Love That Widdle Tiny: Modern AU, Racecar Driver!Levi/Pit Crew Member!Hange (Part 1 of the NASCAR Racing AU series) In collaboration with Hamandcheesebaguette on Ao3

• Crash: Modern AU, Racecar Driver!Levi/Pit Crew Member!Hange (Part 2 of the NASCAR Racing AU series) In collaboration with Hamandcheesebaguette on Ao3

• Goodnight: Canon Divergent, Found Family, 104th & Levihan

• And Many More: Canon Divergent, Post-Rumbling, Hange’s Birthday

• The Sun Goes With You: Modern AU, Tragedy

• Fifth Time’s The Charm: Modern AU, Getting together, First Kiss

• Baby Fever: Modern Gangster AU, Semi-Domestic

• Bring You Home: Modern AU, Homicide Detective!Levi/Forensic Scientist!Hange, Criminal Minds Inspired

• Companion: Modern AU, Cat Shifter!Levi/College student!Hange

• Staying Alive: Modern Zombie Apocalypse AU

• Darling I’m Right Here: Canon Divergent, Hurt/Comfort

• Precarious Acquaintances: 1920’s AU, Mob Boss!Levi/Journalist!Hange, Meet-Cute

• I Love You: Modern AU, Song-fic

• Love, I’ll Serve It To You: Modern AU, Businessman!Levi/ Restaurant Server & Manager!Hange, Meet-Cute (Part 1 of the Eat Your Heart Out series)

• And Later We’ll Have Dessert: Modern AU, Businessman!Levi/ Restaurant Server & Manager!Hange (Part 2 of the Eat Your Heart Out series)

• 1/4 Teaspoon Of Your Love And Affection: Modern AU, Businessman!Levi/ Restaurant Server & Manager!Hange (Part 3 of the Eat Your Heart Out series)

• The Flavors That Make You: Modern AU, Businessman!Levi/ Restaurant Server & Manager!Hange (Part 4 of the Eat Your Heart Out series)

• Brain On Fire: Modern AU, Erurihan, Epileptic Hange, College AU-ish

• Tongue And Cheek: Modern AU, High School setting

Will be updated frequently, happy reading!💜

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Chapter 1

Pairing: Demon priest! Levi x Reader

Genre and tags: Modern AU, fluff, romance, falling in love, teasing, flirting, cute, plot building.

Story concept: Levi is a demon disguised as a Priest in a quiet town. He feeds off people's sinful confessions and lives a simple life. You walk into the temple and begin restoring his old art and changing his life. You bring in light and happiness. You open him up and make him feel things he's never felt before. As time goes on, the closer you both get. You and Levi soon enter into a secret relationship because priests are supposed to be celibate. Levi falls deeply in love with you and decides to reveal the truth, he's a demon. You accept him for who he is and begin a passionate affair. As time goes on, you soon begin to talk about turning you into a demon so you can have eternity together. When you are turned, Levi has his hands full because you turn into a succubus. As you and Levi go through the journey of love, you have many things to tackle. Your crazy ex, the obsessed Levi fan club in town, the Demon King and more. You won't give up on each other and are determined to have your eternity.

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

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The soft glow of the autumn sun fought with the thick blackout curtains hung up against the white walls. Inside the quiet room was a clean wooden floor with a polished shine. A desk stood in the corner with books, papers and a laptop neatly placed. The room was filled with a gentle and soothing smell of citrus fruits. A large bed sat in the middle, the sheets a crisp white with one sleeping body within its hold.

Raven locks lightly rested against soft light skin. Long thick lashes fluttered. Steel blue eyes gazed at the room before dragging to the clock to see the time. Six. Broad shoulders flexed as a muscular body rose. A snap of a neck echoed in the chiselled body and released tension. Plump lips parted as a gently sigh escaped them. A thick member lay partly stiffened under the clean sheets.

Slender fingers raked back the soft raven hair. Long thick legs swung out from under the sheets allowing a naked man dripping in dark beauty to stand. Fingers locked above his head as his body stretched to a chorus of bones clicking. He moaned in satisfaction and finally felt awake for the day ahead. His plump behind squished as he walked.

Levi scrolled over to his bathroom and eyed himself in the mirror. He ran his hand over his smooth jawline and felt no stubble. He hummed to himself before starting his routine for the day. After finishing in the bathroom, he moved to the bedroom once again. He dragged on his underwear before slowly pulling on a smart black shirt. He pulled on his black tight trousers and tucked his shirt in. He fixed his belt in place and grabbed his special pendant.

He held the pin in his hand that would be pinned to his dog collar. A golden blade pierced a plump red heart. Above the heart a round red gem with four gold pieces coming from them. Each part meant something in the religion. The heart meant a strong heart filled with love. The blade was the courage and strength to keep going. The four pieces were the four pillars of religious teaching, honesty, compassion, charity and wisdom.

He slipped his white collar in before putting the pin in its place. He let out a long sigh and felt hunger stir within him. He needed to feed and he needed a lot. His smart shoes tapped on the pavement as he journeyed through the quiet town full of sinners. He shivered at the heaviness in the air around him. He rolled his shoulders as pleasure filled him. Today he was going to have a great meal thanks to all the locals being sinners.

He softly smiled at the continuous good morning fathers. He noticed the longing looks aimed at him. Many women and men were tempted by him, but all held back. As part of Levi’s position, he had to follow a celibacy rule. However, being a demon like himself he was happy to make love to someone he cared for. He used his celibacy as a tool to keep the people back in this town and not engage in casual sex. Tempting these people was far better of a meal to him than if he were to give in.

As soon as he entered the front garden to the temple, he saw people waiting for it to be open and met the voices of eager people to get in and be with him. He unlocked the door as ladies pawed at him and tried to talk to him, but he managed to fend them off with gentle words. He pushed the doors wide before moving to the next double doors. He opened them wide to reveal tall pillars reaching high to a decorated and painted ceiling. Flowers and plants grew full of life with a tree growing strong at the top of the temple behind the altar.

The temple soon filled up and became lively with people. He slipped into the confessional and turned the light on. He sat back and listened to people’s sinful ways and fed from their negative energy. He fuelled it by giving them vague advice back.

Mrs Harper clung to the lattice as she gazed at Levi. “Father, I long for Robert, but I’m a married woman. What do I do?”

He hummed as he pretended to contemplate the situation. “Our religion teachers us to be open to everything around us, does it not?”

“Yes.” She whined as she reflected. “You are right.”

He turned his head to her and leaned closer making her shiver. He reached up and tapped the heart in his pin. “What is at the centre of our teachings?”

She stared at the heart. “Love.”

“I do not know what your heart says, only you do. Listen to it, tune in to it. Your heart will show you the way.”

He smiled as she thanked him and left. He shivered knowing very well she’ll have an affair, which meant more food for him. He slipped out of the booth for a break, but something pulled him. He felt a bubbling of pleasure inside his chest. He followed the feeling and found a beautiful woman in tight trousers and a sweet jumper. His eyes locked onto a wonderful plump behind. He dragged his tongue over his lips in delight.

Levi moved closer and eyed the energy flowing off the woman and was delighted. He loved the artistic energy, the buzzing of small sins but there was no shame. He was intrigued by the delicacy before him. He inhaled deeply as his eyes rolled back a little. Sweet scents wrapped around him in a loving embrace. He wanted to spend eternity with this energy and scent.

You turned your head and smiled at Levi. “Hello, father.”

Levi blushed at your bright eyes, kissable lips and soothing voice. “Hello, child.”

You hummed a laugh. “I can never get used to that. Being an adult and being called a child is always strange to me.”

“I suppose it takes some time to get used to.” He tilted his head. “Pardon if I am rude, but I know everyone in this town and yet I do not know you.”

You gave your name and offered your hand. You smiled so sweetly as soon as Levi took it. “I just moved in. I’m here to restore your art.”

Levi’s eyes lit up. “Are you?”

You nodded. “I sent an email to let you know I was coming. Did I send it to the wrong person? You are Father Levi Ackerman, right?”

Levi nodded. “Indeed, I am. I did get your email, I just wasn’t expecting…”

“Someone young? I get that a lot.” You sighed and looked back at the art. “I will set up everything tomorrow.”

“My temple is all yours.”

You glanced over at him. “May I have a schedule? I will work around you and your sermons.”

He bowed his head. “I will send you my timetable right away.” He saw you staring at the confessional booth and people waiting to go inside it. “Like to try confession?”

You blushed a little before laughing off Levi’s comment. “I’m sorry I don’t really believe in this sort of thing. I’m not part of this religion. Plus, confessing to a stranger thing seems rather odd to me.” You play with a bit of your hair. “I don’t want to offend you.”

He thought you were cute and sweet. He observed your energy and saw there was something in there, something dark like a fear of someone. For the first time, he wanted to help someone. He was a demon and his role was to feed off people, but with you, he wanted to be a priest and care for you. He wanted that bad energy gone for good.

He released a sigh. “My child, have you ever heard of therapy?”

You frowned making you look adorable to Levi. “People go there to confess things that have been troubling them. I suppose you’re offering free therapy with your confessional booth, huh?” You laughed. “I didn’t think of it that way.”

“You can view it that way.” He shrugged a little. “Most do.” He leaned closer to you and spoke with a deep voice. “So, have I enticed you?”

You stared at the booth and thought about it all. You might not follow this religion, but it couldn’t hurt to get close to Father Levi because you’ll be there for months. “Very well let’s give it a try. I won’t convert to your religion though.”

He felt excitement within him at hearing all the wonderful sins you had. “Just lending a friendly ear.” He guided you to the booth and sat inside. He looked at you through the lattice and felt his heart flutter in his chest. He felt like he was the sinner and not you. “Confess your sins to me.”

You burst out laughing at his line making Levi’s heart soar. “Do you get some sort of kick out of this? Or did you say that on purpose just to make me smile?” You wiped your tears away as you giggled.

He smiled in the dark as excitement filled him. “I want to make you smile so you’ll be comfortable enough to talk. You are not used to these things, so I’m doing what I can.” He leaned and looked at you through the lattice. “Are you comfortable?”

You wiggled in your seat. “I suppose I am. Thank you.”

He hummed a laugh. “You’re most welcome, my silly line worked.”

You grinned at how sweet he was. “It really did.” You hugged yourself and leaned towards Levi. “Tell me, father, do you get some sort of enjoyment from listening to people’s sins? You get all the latest gossip and you can learn all the information you desire about people. I know it’s confidential but surely it must be exciting and some sort of way to know all the secrets? Maybe you’re some sort of devil in disguise. Having all the fun in the world.”

His canines grew sharp as his pupils became black slits. “Wouldn’t that be a fun little thing?”

“It’d be genius. You’ll get fed by people’s sins.” You looked around the small booth and hummed. “Smells nice in here.”

“I keep a clean temple.” He shifted closer. “Do you want to talk?”

You locked eyes with him. “Do you have a sixth sense with this kind of thing? How did you know I have things on my mind?”

He hummed a gentle laugh. “You have this aura about you.” He looked into your eyes. “Something in your eyes as well. So?”

You frowned a little as you processed the screaming thoughts in your head. You pulled at your sleeve a little and nibbled your lip sending off a dark aura. “I guess my biggest sin is myself.”

He fed off your aura, but it hurt his heart a little. “Explain.”

“I outwardly look happy and active, but inside there’s this darkness eating away at me. I truly am my worst critic.” You leaned back and sighed. “It’s nothing special though, everyone has that bad voice, right?”

“You’re right, others have a dark voice.” He turned fully to the lattice. “That doesn’t mean you should think so little of your own. Just because others suffer doesn’t mean you should neglect yourself. Your pain matters. You matter.”

You smiled softly. “You’re pretty good at this.”

“Thank you.”

You let out a long sigh. “Thanks, this was interesting. I should check out the town and get my things together. Do you have a copy of the key to this place?”

“I do.” He slipped out of the confessional and walked with you like he was a puppy following his master. He soon took the lead and let you into his office. “Ignore the daggers you’re getting. I don’t just let anyone in here.”

You looked around to see a lot of women glaring at you. “You’re popular, huh?” You walked in and looked around his office. “Must kill them that you have to stay celibate.”

Levi hummed a laugh as he opened his desk drawer. “I’ve had a few confess that their sin is me.”

You walked over to him. “I’m not surprised. You have a handsome face, you listen, you’re kind and from what I can tell from your tight clothes, you are muscular.”

He stood up and held up the key. “Am I appealing to you?”

You held the key but he wouldn’t release it. “Does it matter? You can’t do anything about it even if I was.” You pulled the key from his hands. “The joys of not having religious laws.” You laughed. “I’ll see you around, Father Levi.”

Levi blushed as he watched you walk away. “See you soon.”

Classical music drifted through the temple. Soft humming matched the delightful tune filling the grand hall. Simple scaffolding rose from the floor to reach the ceiling. Below gazed longing eyes on the woman lying above painting moving stories. Desire and need for interaction burned inside the sly demon. It nipped away at his insides. It consumed him so much that he barely acknowledged those around him.

He approached the ladder up and made his climb. His cheeks burned when he was met with a plump chest sticking up and almost spilling out of the tank top under the dungarees. His eyes ran down at admired your thighs before snapping to your face. You’d been here at his temple for two weeks now and he adored your company and the few chats you both shared, but he desired more.

You turned your head and smiled at Levi. “Hello, father. You checking up on me?”

“Indeed.” He looked up at your work. “Excellent work so far.”

“Thank you. Do you want to join me?” You shuffled over. “I can make room.”

He climbed up and lay back next to you. He stared at the painting above and admired the mixing of colours forming a beautiful painting. “I’ve never looked at this work like this before.”

You hummed a laugh as you continued to paint next to him. “It’s nice, right? Sometimes you have to look at things from a different perspective to truly understand its magnificent depths.”

Levi turned his head and gazed at you. “The same could be said about people.”

You looked over at Levi and smiled. “You’re right.” Your heart throbbed as Levi moved a little closer to you and eyed your lips. You licked your lips as you felt a tingle within you. “Hey, do you want to get a cup of tea? I saw a nice café in town and it’ll be good to have someone who knows this town to show me around, right?”

Levi blushed a little at the idea of this being a date. “Sure. I will climb down first.”

“You got it!”

He ascended the ladder before staring up at you as you came down. He held back a smile as he enjoyed your behind in his face. He shifted to your side and offered his hand to you. “Be careful.”

You held his soft hand and climbed down the last steps. “Thank you.”

He pulled you against him making your aura turn red, but there were cute flutters of pink and white meaning your lust for him had other feelings. He smiled a little at you as his interest in you sparked. He’d never have anyone hold more than lust for him. There was one thing that concerned him, the small amount of fear inside you.

You cleared your throat. “Father?”

He pulled a cloth from your pocket and began rubbing your cheek. “You have paint on your pretty face. I know you are a work of art, but not the kind that needs paint.”

You laughed. “You’re a bit of a flirt.”

“Only with you.” He put your cloth back. “I know you can take it, unlike the others.”

You snorted a laugh. “I do worry about the other ladies.” You walked at Levi’s side as you made your way out of the temple. “I feel like one of them might stab me in my back.”

“That wouldn’t be very holy of them now, would it?”

You giggled. “You’re right.” You let out a long sigh as you moved through the town. “Can I ask you something?”

“I’m all ears.”

You hummed in response. “Are there many sinners in this town?”

He held back a smile as he thought about all the delicious meals he has had since being here. “Indeed. Sins are everywhere, my chi-.”

You jumped in front of Levi and pointed at him. “Don’t! Don’t call me that.”

He tilted his head as the urge to tease you bubbled away. “You are all children of our two gods.”

You turned on your heels. “Yeah, I get that, but I’m not your kid. So, it just seems weird. Plus, I’m an adult.”

He studied you and hummed. “You’re interesting to tease.”

You let out a long groan. “You’re a right ass.”

“Fancy calling the local priest an ass.”

You stretched your arms and pushed your chest out which was noticed by Levi. “I call it as I see it.” You huffed. “Bet it’s weird talking to someone who isn’t part of your little religious group.”

He pushed the café door open. “You’re correct in your thinking. It is refreshing.”

You approached the counter and turned to Levi. “Well, that’s something I guess.” You pointed. “What can I get you? My treat.”

He let out a long sigh as he looked at the menu. “I think I’ll have a pot of tea, along with a lemon and poppy seed muffin.” He didn’t gain anything from eating human food, it was more like a pleasure to do so and it made him appear normal. “How about you?”

You smiled at the attendant. “Could you make that pot of tea for two? I’d also like something with chocolate if that’s okay?”

The attendant nodded with a soft smile. “Of course, I’ll get everything together right away. Shall I place this on your tab, father?”

You stood between Levi and the woman. “Nope! This is my treat.” You pulled your wallet out of your front pocket on your dungarees and handed the money over. “Do we take a seat?”

“Yes.”

You blushed. “Thanks.” You turned around and retreated to a table in the corner before placing your head in your hands. “This is why I don’t socialise.”

Levi sat down and leaned on the table. “What’s the matter? I thought it was rather sweet.”

You lifted your head and huffed. “I should just stick to painting things.”

“It wasn’t that bad.”

You sat back in your seat and studied Levi. “How do you do it? How are you able to be social with others?”

He waited for the food and drink to be put down before he spoke. “Well, it’s my job. When it’s my job, I do it well. If it wasn’t my job, I would be rather happy not being social.”

“Introvert at heart made to be an extrovert.”

He gracefully poured the tea for you both. “You are correct.” He handed you a cup of tea. “I socialise because I must.”

You sipped your tea as you watched Levi closely and tried to figure him out. “Does it bother you?”

He looked at you over his cup. “What?”

“The whole celibacy thing?”

He placed his cup down and felt amused by your question. “Are you asking if I miss sex?”

You shook your head. “No, I’m asking if you miss relationships, dating, waking up next to someone, holding someone you care about, kissing them and the cute moments.”

He thought about all those with you. “I suppose, but I’ve never truly experienced love. Plus, dating is a stressful process. Trying to keep someone to stay around and love you is nice but at the same time it could come crashing down on you.”

You frowned a little. “Did someone break your heart or a friend’s heart?”

He shifted in his seat. “Do you know much about the origins of the divide? When the demon King was born?”

You nodded as you started to think about your knowledge of the religion. “I do.”

He smiled. “A demon met a beautiful priestess. He fell in love with her, they were together and then she left him for some Emperor human and broke the demon’s heart with no cares.”

You recoiled a little as you frowned. “That’s not it.”

Levi tilted his head. “You really telling a priest that?”

“I am.”

He was amused by you. “Very well, you tell me what you think the real story is.”

You let out a long sigh as you prepared yourself. “Everyone knows the original story is a tragedy, correct?”

He cut his muffin and took a bite. He swallowed and adored your cute face as you waited for a response. “Yes.”

You relaxed at his response. “Well, I agree with you that the demon King’s origin is tragic, but his lover also. She loved the demon with all her heart, but if you remember in the texts it is said a lot he is immortal and she is mortal. They kept pushing that concept. Right?”

He nodded. “Right.”

You leaned closer as you felt excited about your idea and Levi was enjoying this. “Don’t you think that’s sad? If you were deeply in love with someone and they were mortal and you were immortal.” You sat on the edge of your seat and looked Levi in the eyes making him blush hard. “The person you love will die and there’s nothing you can do about it. You live for eternity and they only live for about seventy together. That’s a blip in your life. Don’t you think that’s painful?”

Levi stared at you and imagined it all. Now demons could turn humans into demons and join them, but back when the King was in love it wasn’t a possibility. “It would break me.”

You played with your cup on the table. “The way I see it, she broke up with the King because the pain of breaking up is nothing compared to her growing old and him not. Seeing someone you love wither away and die in your arms is soul-crushing. She left him to spare him pain. She’s then barely in the texts, almost absent from it and it makes sense. She lost who she was, she lost herself and so the texts lost her.” You welled up a little. “I can’t imagine how hard it was for her. She lost her love, became the villain of the man she loved, had children with a man she didn’t care about and just rotted away.” You downed the last of your tea. “That’s the real story.”

Levi had fallen hard for you in that sweet moment. “I never thought of it that way.”

You ate some of your treat. “Mm, I might be wrong, but that’s how I viewed it.”

“I like it.” He let out a long sigh. “May I ask you something?”

You smiled. “Sure.”

He poured two more cups of tea. “If you were her if you were that priestess, would you have done the same?”

You finished the last of your treat and gulped. “No.”

His brow raised. “No?”

You sipped your tea and shrugged. “I would have gone to the ends of the Earth to find a way to become immortal. I’d do anything I could to be with them. I’d rather go down kicking than bow out.”

Levi’s heart fluttered in his chest. “Incredible.”

“What about you?”

He smiled a little. “I’d do the same as you. No one will stop me from having my lover with me for eternity.”

You let out a long sigh. “Well, we see eye to eye.” You frowned in thought. “Kind of sad that in the texts it says demons and angels could turn humans, but she was very much dead for many years by the time the gods allowed it. It’s pretty unfair.”

Levi hummed in agreement. “I agree with you. Seems cruel.”

You cleaned your mouth. “It is.” You gulped. “I should get back to work.”

“Oh, am I bad company?”

You blushed. “No! Wait…you’re winding me up.”

He stood up and offered his hand to you. “I am.”

You took his hand and stood up. “Ass.”

He walked along with you. “There you go again calling a religious figure an ass.”

“I will continue to do so.”

He looked up at the sky. “Autumn festival soon.”

You looked up at Levi. You blushed when he gave you the side eye. “Oh, really?”

He lowered his head as he was amused by your reaction to him. “You should go to it.”

“Nah.”

“Why not?” He paused in the front garden of his temple. “You’ll be living here for a while as there is a lot to paint in my temple. So, you should get involved with local events. Trust me, you wouldn’t want to miss it.”

You groaned as you thought about it. “It just…I dunno.”

He leaned closer to you making you hold your breath. “For a smart and talented woman, you do miss a few things.”

You blushed hard at him being close to you. “I’m sorry?”

He reached over and played with some of your hair. “I am asking you to come with me. I want to go with you. You and me, together.” He locked eyes with you. “Well?”

You fiddled with your dungarees. “Uh…sure?”

“Wonderful.” He walked up the steps and opened the temple door. “I have to go, it’s mandatory for me.”

You walked past him as he held the door open. “So, you’re bringing me along to make me suffer too?”

He closed the door and walked with you. “I’m bringing you along because you’re the only person I can talk to, find comfort in and have some sort of intellectual conversation with.” He stopped by your ladder. He leaned closer and whispered. “Plus, if I have to hear from Mrs White again how she makes her cake in great detail, I’m going to skin her alive.”

You snorted a laugh. “That bad?”

He leaned against the wall and groaned loudly. “She talks about the cake, then about where to go, where the ingredients are from, who invented it and a very detailed step-by-step guide on how to put it all together and cook it.” He looked at you. “She even tells me what she does as she waits for the cake to bake.”

You smiled. “Every year?”

He nodded. “Every. Year.”

You leaned against the wall next to him. You reached over and held his hand a little making his heart skip a beat. You smiled when he squeezed your hand. “You’re amazing to go through so much. You work so hard for others.” You pressed your arm against his and enjoyed his warmth. “You’re pretty wonderful.”

“Thank you.”

You nibbled your lip and smirked a little. “For a priest.”

He chuckled and shook his head. “There it is. I was wondering when you were going to insult me.”

You pulled from the wall and turned to face him. “You’d be worried if I didn’t.”

“You’re right.” He eyed your aura to see it was bright with pinks and whites, but there was that darkness still there that he wanted to know about. He offered his hand to you. “Let me help you.”

You took his hand and climbed up the ladders. You released his hand and climbed up. “Thank you.” You leaned over and looked down at him. “You can join me up here whenever you want to hide from Mrs White.”

“I will do so.” He waved to you and walked around the temple.

Levi let out a long sigh as he worked in his office, his thoughts were locked onto you and how you spoke today. He felt a real connection with you, something on a deep level. He wanted to see you again. He got up and left his office as he felt the pull towards you. He stared at the scaffolding as you played classical music again. He thought of what he could do or say so he could be with you.

“Father Levi?”

Levi felt his skin prickle at Mrs White’s voice. “Shit.” Listening to her talk was like being tortured. “Shit.”

She shuffled along looking for him. “Yoo-hoo! Father Levi!?”

Levi ran over to your ladders and scrambled up them. “She’s here!”

You laughed as Levi fell on you. “I must say this is a first, a priest falling for me.”

He covered your mouth with his hand as he lay on top of you. “Hush. Mrs White is here.”

You snorted a laugh behind his hand. You cast your gaze to the side as you heard Mrs White.

She shuffled to the confessional and opened the door. “Father Levi?”

You rolled under Levi and moved to look over the edge. You raised your bum a little and felt something thick against your bum. You blushed a little and tried not to think about what was in the religious man’s pants lying on top of you.

You grabbed the edge and looked. “Oh, she has a cake for you.”

Levi looked over your shoulder and whispered back. “That’s the worst part! Please, don’t send me down there.”

“Oh and miss out on torturing you?”

“Please.”

You giggled. “I’ll protect you, don’t worry.” You turned a little to look at him, his lips close to yours. You gulped hard. “Hide and I’ll get rid of her.”

He let out a long sigh. “Thank you.”

You lay there and waited until Levi was in the clear. You gave him the thumbs up and leaned over. “Yo! Miss?”

Mrs White jumped. “Who said that!?”

You waved. “Over here! Scaffolding, love.”

She looked up and saw you. “Oh! There you are! What are you doing up there?”

“Painting naked people.”

She shuffled closer and cupped her ear. “What was that?”

You squeaked at Levi slapping your thigh. “Ow!”

Levi glared at you and whispered. “Stop it!”

You sighed and looked down at Mrs White. “I’m restoring the art in this temple.”

Mrs White gasped. “Oh my, what a lovely thing to do!”

You blushed a little. “Thanks. I’m here a while.”

“Would you like some cake?”

You gulped hard. “I’ve just had cake at the local café. Sorry. I just got back here to work.”

She smiled softly. “Not to worry, my dear. Have you seen Father Levi?”

You shook your head as Levi lay against your legs. “No, I haven’t. I saw him earlier, but I believe he might have gone home or for a walk.” You grinned at her. “Can I give him a message for you?”

She placed the cake box on the floor. “Just get this cake to him for me. I’ll see him at the festival.” She hummed a laugh. “I’m just making sure he eats. He’s always working hard and barely eats.”

“You’re right.”

“Plus, he’s got a nice ass.” She chuckled. “I haven’t seen an ass that fine in years.” She shuffled along. “See you soon!”

You waved to her and turned to Levi. “Nice ass huh?”

Levi blushed. “Stop.”

“Haven’t seen a fine ass like yours in years.”

He pressed his face against your cushion and groaned. “You’re a brat.”

You giggled. “Free cake though.”

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[sixpennydame]

Make. Believe. ❖ Act 1

Actor!Levi x Fem!Reader

It’s your first sex scene as a leading actress, and it’s with none other than Levi Ackerman. But you both can stay professional….right?

Warnings / Content: NSFW, Minors do not interact, oral sex (fem receiving), vaginal sex

A/N: I've been working on this one shot since April and it's finally here! There will be a Part 2, written from Levi's pov, available now!

Act 2 | Act 3

“Oi, you ok? Ready to do this?”

Levi stands naked before you. It’s nothing new - you’ve seen his nude body several times already while shooting this film. But today is the day that you shoot the main sex scene with him - the first you’ve ever done as a professional actress.

And despite all the preparations you’ve done, you’re nervous as hell about it.

You take a deep breath. “Yeah…I’m ready.”

The Camera Assistant raises the slate, “Scene 24, Take 1…” *Clap*

“Action!”

When your agent told you about the role you knew you were perfect for it. An ingénue role: innocent, pure, but headstrong, and when you finished the audition, you knew you’d gotten it. 

The movie is set in the 1920’s and tells the story about a woman who had been married off to an older, powerful man who owns a large estate. She has an affair with the quiet, mysterious groundskeeper. It’s all about class, duty, and desire.

You knew the role would require several sex scenes, and quite risqué ones at that. But that didn’t bother you. You’d been nude on stage while in acting school and you took your craft seriously.

What made you nervous was that you would be doing the sex scenes with Levi Ackerman. 

You’d had a crush on him since your teenage years, when you saw him in the Attack on Titan series. You, and every other girl that saw him in that show. Ten years later, he was still one of the most sought-after actors in film and television. He excelled in dramatic roles and was a skilled physical actor, even doing most of his own stunts. In interviews, he was always cool and quiet, letting the other actors take the spotlight. He also kept his private life particularly private, and this gave him an air of mystery.

 You weren’t sure what to expect when you met him for the first time with the rest of the cast at the first script table reading.

“Mr. Ackerman, I’ll be playing the part of Anna. It’s an absolute honor to be working with you.”

His grey eyes give you a once over, then he shakes your hand. “Please, call me Levi. I hear this is your first leading role.”

Just shaking his hand, you’re already blushing. How will you react when you actually have to touch him romantically?

You shake those thoughts out of your mind right now. “Y-yes, it is. I’d appreciate any advice you can give me.”

“This director is pretty strict about sticking to the script. I’ve worked with him before. But with love scenes, he’s going to give us a lot of freedom to kind of just do what we want.”

Oh god. He’s already bringing up the sex scenes. And he calls them love scenes. You feel your face getting even hotter. 

He notices. “I’m guessing you’ve never done a love scene before.”

“I uh..” you were going to try to think of something witty to say, but it feels difficult to talk suddenly, “I haven’t, actually.”

He smiles. “It’s normal to feel nervous. The most important thing is for you to trust me, and for us to respect each other.”

The room is filling with more cast and crew as the table reading is about to start. Levi gestures for the both of you to have a seat. “Why don’t we start by getting to know each other after the table reading? When we’re not shooting we can get together and help each other with lines and maybe eat together during breaks. That way, I won’t feel like such a stranger.”

“That would be so nice. Yes, let’s do that,” you reply, feeling better and more comfortable with him already. He just seems so…normal. Not at all the broody, rude character he’s made out to be in the tabloids.

After that, you spent most of your free time with Levi. You’d hang out with each other in your trailers, working on memorizing lines or just talking. The director insisted on shooting most of the movie on location and not in a studio, so you were all left to basically live in a small town in the countryside. Levi would invite you out with other cast and crew friends. He was friendly - much friendlier than you’d imagined him to be - but you noticed that the larger the crowd got, the quieter he became. You much more enjoyed the time when it was just the two of you.

Leading up to your sex scenes, you and Levi were required to meet with an intimacy coach. She was pleased to hear that you and Levi were already getting to know each other, since trust is key. The three of you talked over the scene and the movements required. 

“There will be moments where you two will have to be naked with each other, but when you two actually recreate sexual activity, you can use intimacy barriers and skin colored thongs and underwear,” the coach suggests. “Levi, I know you’ve done sex scenes totally nude in the past.”

That’s right..the independent film he was in a few years ago. There was a lot of controversy about the very explicit sex scene in that movie. So they were completely nude during that scene? Why do you feel jealous?

“Whatever Reader is comfortable with. I’ll follow her lead,” he says, matter-of-factly. 

The coach looks at you. “And you’re comfortable being nude with Levi?”

You’re trying so hard not to blush and look professional, as if this conversation isn’t giving you butterflies in your stomach. You feel Levi’s grey eyes on you. “Yes, it’s not a problem.”

Later that afternoon, your words were put to the test. You were to shoot a scene where your character catches Levi washing outside his cottage. It’s a short scene but you’re nervous. When you arrive on set, Levi is already in a robe waiting. 

The scene is set, and Levi takes off his robe. His body is even better in real life. He’s toned, and he has a perfect six pack with a deep v shape on either side. A black trail of hair leads down to his..

No, you shouldn’t look, it’s unprofessional. But you want to so badly.

“Reader, go to your mark,” the Director’s Assistant says.

“Y-yes, of course.” You take your place by the wall that surrounds his character’s cottage. When the director yells action you walk along the wall until you get to the entrance, but before you enter his garden, you see him washing at a basin near the home. You’re supposed to look for just a moment, then turn back against the wall and blush at seeing him. 

But when you peek around the corner, you can’t help but let your eyes linger for just longer than you’re supposed to. He’s washing himself, the water flowing over his beautifully toned body. His hair is wet and he pushes it back.

“Cut!” the director commands. “Reader, you were staring too long. Remember, she’s shocked at what she sees and quickly turns away, but she’s also titillated.”

You blush and look over to Levi, who you hope is far enough away that he can’t hear what the director is saying. “Got it. Sorry about that.” You take your mark and do it again.

The next day, you had to shoot some other scenes and didn’t see Levi all day. Although the day’s shoot went without a hitch, you couldn’t help but think about that perfect body of his and how you would soon be touching and kissing it. 

You arrived at your trailer earlier than usual the next day. There were a few cast and crew members ambling about, but it was otherwise quiet. You knock on the door of Levi’s trailer.

“Come in,” he answers. When you enter, Levi is casually sitting, drinking his tea and reading through today’s scenes. “I thought we could discuss how we wanted to block today’s physical scenes. It’s no nudity, but since it’s their first time,I think there are some particular movements they want us to include.” 

It’s strange, talking to Levi about, “me grabbing your breast,” or, “when I enter you for the first time,” as if these are the most normal conversations to have in the world. But even hearing him say these words in his deadpan way of speaking is making the blood rush to your cheeks. After a lengthy discussion, you scribble some notes in your script for later, then make your way to your trailer to get into costume.

The scene is set in a hunting cabin far from the main estate. As your character has just left a dinner party, you’re wearing a beautiful wine colored gown that everyone remarks on. Everyone except Levi. He sits in his chair and seems to be in some kind of ultra-focused state. You’d never noticed before, but maybe that’s how he gets into character.

Or maybe he’s nervous too.

Your heart is pounding when the director says action. “Please don’t go,” you say, as you grab Levi’s arm. 

You’d blocked out the scene with Levi this morning, but you suddenly have an urge to deviate slightly from the plan, not because you want to, but because you now feel like that’s what your character would do at this moment. 

You hold his hand and begin to kiss his palm and wrist, then you place it on your cheek. It’s so innocent, but full of yearning.  Levi’s body goes tense, but then he unexpectedly moves his thumb to your lips and you open your mouth. You begin to suck on his thumb, then his pointer finger, looking at him seductively when he finally pulls it out. He lets out a sigh and then he’s kissing you passionately; you pull down his suspenders while he lifts up the gossamer layers of your dress. Your mouths crash together as he undoes his pants. He tastes like spearmint, and you wonder if he did that on purpose. He moves away from the kiss and pulls off your underwear, and then he’s on top of you and between your legs. 

Although his bare ass is showing, the camera angle doesn’t necessitate him completely against your crotch. But he pushes slowly as if he is entering you for the first time and after a few thrusts, he starts getting faster. 

Your character is going through a lot of emotions at this point: desire, guilt, pleasure. You look away and your cheeks begin to flush as Levi continues to move, a certain kind of desperation in every thrust. You both begin to breathe heavily, your hands in his hair and his head in the crook of your neck. One final thrust, and there’s only silence, until..

“Cut!” the director cries out. “Good work, you two. Now, let’s do that again, with some closeup shots.

“You okay?” Levi asks as he gets off of you and grabs a rag to wipe off his sweat. 

You straighten your dress and a makeup assistant comes over to touch-up your makeup. “Yeah..I’m fine.”

“They way you approached me, with the kisses on the palm and taking my fingers - that was a nice change.” He looks at you as he returns to his mark. “You have good instincts.”

“Thanks.” You laugh to yourself, because the compliment makes you blush more than when he was rutting against you.

The cinematographer changes cameras and gets closer. “Alright, let’s do that again..”

——

The next day, you meet with the intimacy coordinator to choreograph the next sex scene scheduled for the end of the week. In the midst of taking notes and discussing with Levi the motivations for each movement, you become quiet, your thoughts drifting elsewhere. Because for the last few days, you’ve had trouble differentiating your feelings for Levi and your character’s feelings for his character. The line seems to be blurring between them, and that concerns you. 

In between scenes, you truly enjoy spending time with Levi. He’s smart and funny. He nerds out about tea and kung fu movies, and you’ve spent many an evening just listening to him go into more detail about the two than you ever thought possible. He gives you ideas when you struggle with character notes, and even helps you to memorize lines. At night, in the privacy of your hotel room, you’ve fantasized about what it might feel like to be desired by him, to hear him say your name as he touches your body.

Then you hear your name being called by the coordinator and you snap out of it. “Is that ok with you? Being completely nude for the scene?” she asks.

“No..no..I’d like for both of us to be covered,” you answer. It’s better this way, you think to yourself. It keeps it professional.

Levi shrugs. “Fine by me.”

You both walk back to the hotel at the end of the day, but Levi stops you before you enter the building.

“Hey, you ok today? You seem distracted.”

“I’m fine. I guess I’m just nervous about tomorrow.” 

“I get it. But we’ve put a lot of work into this. And I’d like to think we trust each other at this point.” He puts his hand on your shoulder. “You’ve got this.”

Just like that, you feel more at ease. He just has such a way with you. “You’re right, we’ve done well so far. And I do trust you, Levi.”

——

When you arrive at your trailer the next morning, there’s a to-go cup on your table. 

To calm your body and mind. —Levi

Your makeup artist smiles as you read the note. “Levi just brought that by. You sure have a great leading man.”

You smile. “Yeah, I sure do.”

The scene takes place in the forest in the afternoon. Your character has snuck away from her home to meet him, far away from spying eyes. The Director has decided to film the scene in sections instead of one long scene, at least for now. 

The marker board is clicked and you and Levi walk hand-in-hand among the trees. He pulls you into a small clearing, then grabs the back of your neck as he starts kissing you fully. You pull away and look him in the eyes.

“I want you to fuck me.”

Your character is a lady of high society; it’s scandalous for someone of her stature to say such a thing, but here she is, with this man that is ‘below’ her, and she wants nothing else than for him to ravage her.

You can totally relate to your character, in that regard.

He moves closer to you and begins to fondle your breasts, then he grabs the front of your white cotton blouse and tears it off of you, revealing your bare chest. 

He lays his chore jacket on the ground. “Undo my trousers,” he commands, and you do so. You then lie down on the jacket beneath you while he pulls down his trousers and takes off his henley shirt. When he takes off his trousers, you look away.

“No - don’t look away. Look at me,” he says with authority. He crouches over you and easily pulls off your skirt. 

“Cut! Let’s get them ready for closeup shots.” The Director and his team set up for the next shots as you and Levi sit awkwardly on the ground. You can’t move too much because you don't want to spoil the continuity of the scene, so you freeze as your hair and makeup team tousle your hair and touch up your makeup.

Both of you have your groins covered but other than that, you are completely naked, except you’re still wearing your stockings and boots. The Director tells Levi to get on top of you and he does so.

“Ready to do this?” He whispers.

“Yes, I’m ready,” you answer.

“Scene 24, Take 1..”

*Clap*

Levi is immediately kissing your lips, then moving down to your neck and collarbone. He looks back up at you and begins to thrust, each one hard and deliberate. You begin to move your hips to meet his thrusts and he breathes heavily into the skin of your neck. Even without actually having sex, the friction enough is turning you on; that, and Levi’s kisses on your body.

Then you feel it. A hardening bulge rubbing up against your clit. You look into his eyes and see a brief flash of recognition, but neither of you break character. 

He pulls you up and your legs are wrapped around him. He continues to thrust into you but it’s slower now, your bodies working together as you grind. His hard cock is rubbing your clit just right, and you feel like you could come from just this feeling alone. You’ve forgotten about the hoards of people watching both of you right now and you’re completely in the moment, letting him pull you even closer to him. 

“Levi..” you whisper in his ear. It slips from your mouth before you know it; there aren’t any lines scripted for this scene, and you’re hoping it wasn’t loud enough for the boom mic to pick up. It earns a look from Levi and then he smirks - you’re not sure if that was in character either. 

Your hands grasp at his hair and he starts slowing down. You look up at the sky thinking about the pleasure you - and your character - just felt. Then your lips graze against each other as your breathing becomes more calm.

“And cut! Great work you two I loved how that flowed. Let’s take a 15 minute break. I’ll look through the footage and decide if we need to re-shoot anything.”

Just like that, the moment is gone. The Director and others begin to move equipment and Levi’s assistant brings him a robe. He has it on and around him before you can barely get off of him.

“Good work,” he says curtly as he walks off. Your assistant takes a little longer to get to you, so you’re sitting there, naked, trying to figure out just exactly what happened between the two of you.

Levi keeps his distance during the break and as he listens to the director’s notes. You have to re-shoot a few closeup shots, and although the energy is still there, something is different. You can feel it. 

——

Levi doesn’t come out with you and the crew for dinner that night, and he doesn’t reply to your text messages. You’re worried - did you do something to offend him? Was it because you moaned his name during the scene?

That has to be it. It probably made him feel awkward. Maybe he thinks you’re unprofessional. It makes your palms cold and clammy just thinking about disappointing him, you can’t bear it.

But you can’t deny that he was turned on during the scene. You felt him against you. You couldn’t have imagined that.

You walk back to your hotel room lethargically. You think about texting him again, this time apologizing for your behavior, but before you can, there’s a knock on your door.

“Levi?”

“Hey.” He shifts one leg to the other, and he rubs the back of his neck. “Can we talk?”

“Of course,” you open the door wider for him to enter, “come in.”

He enters, his body language clearly restless and troubled. “What’s up?” you question.

“About today’s shoot….I’ve been doing this a long time, and I’m always professional. I respect you as an actress.”  

He paces the room and has a difficult time looking at you. You assume he’s going to reprimand you for your behavior today, so you prepare yourself. “I know you do, Levi. And I respect you.”

He finally stops in front of you. “But me getting turned on today…I don’t want you to think less of me. It’s just that you’re-“ he runs his hand through his dark hair. 

Butterflies begin to form in your stomach. You’ve never seen Levi this flummoxed before. He takes a deep breath and it seems to give him focus as he moves closer to you. 

“You’ve done something to me. When I had you in my arms today, I couldn’t help myself. Then when you said my name like that…”

He looks into your eyes. “I’ve kissed you countless times during this filming. But right now, I want to kiss you as myself.”

Your heart does backflips and your throat is suddenly dry. “So kiss me,” you invite, moving even closer to him.

It takes him a moment, almost as if he is checking if it’s truly ok. Then with a deep breath, he grabs the back of your neck and crashes his lips into yours. Even though you’ve kissed him many times, this time it’s different. There’s an electricity to it, an honesty, as if he’s laying bare his entire self to you. 

His hand moves from your hip bone to under your shirt, his soft touch sending shivers down your spine. It doesn’t take long for his other hand to make it under your shirt as well, and soon he’s pulling it over your head and off of you. 

You also start letting your hands roam, first down his back and then under his t-shirt. You grab the hem and pull it off of him, but before you can do more he’s working on unclasping your bra. 

“I want you so badly.” His voice is low and raspy as he lays you on the bed.

You’ve started peeling off your leggings but he takes them and pulls them off roughly, desperately. “There are condoms in the drawer of the bedside table.” He gives you a look. “You know..just in case.” He smiles, then reaches over to the drawer. As he does so, you pull off your underwear and start touching yourself. You rub your clit in circles, watching him as he stands over you.

There’s a giant bulge in his grey sweatpants and you can see the lust in his eyes. “God, you’re beautiful.” He throws the condom packet down and dives in between your legs, kissing the inside of your thighs.

“Do you know how long I’ve wanted to have you like this? To take this beautiful pussy as mine?” He starts licking at your folds and you swear you’ve entered heaven. He starts flicking his tongue over your clit, alternating between fast and slow. Your back arches and your hands reach down to grip his hair. 

“Yes, yes, right there….fuck…” You can’t believe this is happening. Levi is here, he wants you, and he’s eating your pussy in a way that no man ever has.

Just when you feel you could climax, he stops. He reaches down next to the bed and picks up the condom package, sticking it in his mouth as he takes off his sweatpants and underwear. 

You’d seen him naked on set, but his cock had been flaccid at the time; now that he’s hard, it’s even more impressive. As he puts on the condom, you lick your lips, preparing yourself to truly - finally - have him inside you.

He can see the desire in your eyes. “Look at you - so eager for my cock are you?”

“Yes, Levi, I want it so badly. I’ve always wanted you.” You open your legs a little wider, inviting him to go between them. 

He moves in and looks down on you as he touches his cock. “Fuck, you’re so pretty like this. I don’t know how I’ve kept myself in check for this long.” 

You smile. “So you’ve been thinking about me?”

“Of course I have. How could I not?” He positions himself above you and rubs his cock on your entrance, covering it with your juices. “When I’m not on set with you, you’re all I think about.”

Before this night, Levi had always had a quiet, awkward confidence to him, as if there were a multitude of thoughts happening just below the surface; but now, he was assertive and cocky, telling you his thoughts and desires without any restraint. You loved seeing this new side of him.

He enters you slowly and you both take a deep breath, then he begins to move faster as he sees a smile form across your face.

“You feel so good…fuck…” 

Your words encourage him to pick up the pace, the sounds of his hips slamming into you reverberate throughout the room. “Shit, you’re so wet, I can’t get enough of you.” He moves down to kiss you passionately, then he starts to kiss and suck on your neck.

“Be careful..I have to shoot a scene tomorrow,” you warn, halfheartedly.

“Makeup can cover it up,” he growls in your ear and then continues.

He feels so good, you can’t resist anything this man does to you, so you give into him completely as his cock rams into you and his mouth claims you.

The evening is a flurry of moans and grunts, him having his way with you on the bed, against the wall, in the shower - it was as if you were both discovering pleasure for the first time. Real pleasure - not performative. 

As the sun begins to rise, you both lay exhausted and satisfied in the bed, the sheets in a tangled mess around you.

“This won’t change how we work together, will it?” you ask with a worried look on your face.

“Why would it? If anything, it’ll make our chemistry on screen more believable.” He kisses the top of your head. “And this will make the preparation for the other sex scenes much more interesting,” he says with a boyish grin. 

You can’t argue with that. “I suppose life sometimes does imitate art.” 

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[captainleviswifee]

Summer heats...

Tags: Modern AU Levi, established relationship, fem reader, summer, saturday, day offs, MDNI,

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Edit: you can use extensions, or apps to replace y/n with the name of your choice. I personally use interactivefics extensions, but let me know if you know others!

It's a Saturday summer and it's your day off. The heat waves of the glaring sun is upon you. Despite the sun setting down this afternoon, it did not discount to the simmering heat of the weather at all. The air is dry and warm, the air conditioning barely helping to the rising temperature. So you turn the fan on and wear comfortable clothing. You're wearing shorts that's nearly exposing your cheeks way above of your thighs. A lose thin cotton tank top that you'd usually wear under a blouse, or a dress. You are a conservative, a little reserved kind of person, but none of that matters against this sweltering heat. "Well I'm at home anyway, this is fine." You say as you wear the tank top on you. If not for common decency you would've gotten rid of your tank top and just go wearing bra or bra less in your home. It's just that you're not alone at home. Levi is with there with you too, he's not one to go hang outside on weekends, day offs or not. You just don't want to flash anyone with sudden nudity even if you're in a relationship with him.

You walk past behind him, his form wearing a thin lose shirt. Subtly outlining his toned form as he sits on the couch reading the news on his phone. You catch the headlines from over his shoulder, saying: 'Man collapses at work, doctors say the summer heat induced his hypertension.'

The both of you originally planned to hang out for today's day off, but the heat just took away all that mood for going outside. And decided to spend the day away from each other even just because of this heat.

"It's a little too hot isn't it? You want something cold?" You ask stealing glances at his focused blue gray eyes reading the news, offering him a cold drink to ease this heat. He catches your question, looking at you from the fringes of his dark bangs, with a nonchalant expression. "I want iced water please," He responds, and you push for a follow up, "Sure you don't want any iced tea?" His eyes dart sideways in contemplation for a moment. Seemingly tempted at the idea, before turning his gaze back to you to reply, "I prefer water today," He replies, he's never really one for carbonated drinks, alcohol, or juice. More often than not, his options just consists of tea, coffee, and water. And the only juice you actually see him drink is iced tea and nothing else.

"Alright, if you say so." You smile to yourself taking out two glasses for the both of you from the cupboard, placing it on the kitchen counter. Your form walk towards, the fridge getting a pitcher of cold water and poured it on the two glasses that's on the counter. You give the other to him, his eyes now glued to a book he just picked up. His blue gray eyes gazes up to you from behind his dark bangs that frames his face. "Thanks," He curtly responds, taking the glass of water from you hand. His fingers briefly brushing from your own, before he takes a sip and continued reading his book.

You take a peek at the book he's reading as you settle down on the other side of the couch beside him. He replies still focused on what he's reading, "Hm, crime fiction," He responds, his steel blue gaze finding you sitting comfortably, your head now resting on the arm of the couch as you prop up your phone to read something, "You?" He adds gruffly. "Webtoons, I'm liking this new find I saw so far." You reply, crossing your legs comfortably as you lay down on the other side of the couch. The exposed skin of your cheeks and inner thighs, catching up the warm air blowing from the fan.

You hear him close his book and put it down on the coffee table to crawl closer to you, "Oh? What's it about?" He asks, squeezing himself closer to you to take a look on your screen. You move a bit to give him room to share with you. "It's about a super nanny kind of protagonist finding a job, to babysit a mafia boss' son." You reply with a pleased look on your face. He reads along on your screen as you scroll, "And let me guess, you simp for the mafia boss right?" He replies his gaze displaying a deadpan expression. "Hah! Pretty much yea," You quip, "No surprises there," He sighs shaking his head with a slight smirk tugging on his face. He reads along now a little more invested in the webtoon the two of you are reading.

You feel him wrap his arms around you as he rests his chin on your shoulder. A much more comfortable position for the both of you as you read the webtoon in focused interest. His warm breath slow and gentle on the skin of your neck.

You two read a long, the webtoon now displaying a confrontation scene with a borderline romantic interaction between the nanny and the mafia boss. "Oh, that's an interesting development," He mumbles, the humming of his voice on your neck sending tingles on your spine.

"H-huh? Yea I know right. But it's not gonna progress to that until later chapters. That's how romance stories like these work," You say, fighting the urge not to get flustered at his voice and warm breath on your neck like this.

The webtoon panels now pulling up at the two characters having their faces a little too close to each other. Your heart quickens, not because of what the two of you are reading. But because of Levi's breath on your sensitive skin, the tingles his voice gives you as he whispers close to your ear his breath warming up your ear and your neck as he wraps his arm around your waist. You can't focus at all on what you're reading. "Your heart is beating fast, you really like this story hm?" He comments further, his voice low on your ear, vibrating through your neck, and sending tingles down your spine. "Levi...stop it," You tell him. You know exactly what he's doing. "Stop what?" He asks pulling away as little as he'd allow himself as his blue gray irises looks at you quizzically from his dark fringes. "I'm not doing anything," He curtly responds snuggling close with you again a subtle smirk playing on his lips momentarily. He caught you off guard after he plants a kiss on your neck.

Now this is where you put down your phone. "Not doing anything huh?" You say wrapping your arms around him in return, your cheeks a little ticklish from that kiss alone. "Mhm," He replies his voice vibrating against your sensitive skin as he snuggles closer to your neck, before moving up to whisper in your ear. His voice rough and low, "Like you're not swaying that ass of yours as you walk past me earlier," You're eyes widen, "Huh? I wasn't." You reply a whisper. "You're not?" He asks, planting another kiss on your neck, his hands wandering to find your ass cheeks. "Lies. If so, you have no business waking up this hot." He finishes his words, his hands squeezing your ass. "Fuck," You sigh a quiet groan as you feel something hard and throbbing up against your exposed thighs.

It seems like the weather is not the only thing in heat this summer.

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[cosmicjoke]

Underneath

Here's a little drabble I wrote today. I always think people misunderstand the reason Levi, presumably, killed those men that cut off Isabel's hair, so I wanted to delve into that with a short little fiction. Anyway, hope you guys enjoy it:

//

Levi finds the men easy enough.

Isabel’s “friends”, hiding away in a rat-infested shithole like the snakes they are.

He’s come to kill them. He’ll give them a single chance. A single warning. But he knows already they won’t listen. Because he knows men like these.

He’s been the victim of men like these.

He’ll need to kill them.

He’d known that the moment Isabel came back, her face bloody and hair shorn. A prelude to something much worse.

Furlan wouldn’t understand. Isabel either. Because they don’t know like he knows.

Men like these…

Levi had grown up with men like these.

His mothers' men. Men who took and took and were never satisfied. Men who saw every woman and child as a doll to do with as they pleased.

Furlan had given him that look before he’d left. Had asked him where he was going. Levi simply told him “out”. But Furlan knew, and he didn’t understand.

Furlan had never killed a man.

Levi had killed many.

What these men had done was a violation. They’d taken from Isabel. And now they would want more. More of her.

They would rape Isabel. Because that’s what this kind of thing always led to.

Furlan didn’t understand, and neither did Isabel, and Levi would make sure they didn’t need to understand, because he would take care of it for them. He would take care of them.

He kicks the door in to announce himself, the thing splintering into pieces.

The men are stationed around a wooden table, playing cards. Five of them. They startle badly at Levi’s intrusion, standing with wide eyes and half-shouts.

“Who the fuck are you?” One of them sneers after a moment, regaining himself.

Levi steps into the room. It stinks like piss and cigars, and Levi frowns, disgusted.

He looks around. Assesses what they have. There’s a gun on the table. A single-shot pistol. A cheap pool table pressed up against the back wall, wooden cues laid out on the green. They’ll likely have blades on them. Nothing to worry over.

Finally be brings his eyes back to them, and steps nearer.

“Leave Isabel alone. You don’t talk to her, you don’t touch her. You don’t even look at her. Understand?” He says.

One of the men scowls, and then laughs.

“Isabel? You mean that cute little red-head that keeps comin’ round?”

“Stay away from her. Yeah?” Levi presses again, ignoring the sickness of the man’s words.

“Or what?” He says. “What are ya gonna’ do about it?”

“If she wants it, she’s gonna’ get it.” Another of the men leers. “Ain’t nothin’ a midget like you can do about it.”

Levi feels his eyes shutter, a cold certainty in his chest.

“I’ll kill you.” He tells them, voice flat.

They all start laughing then. They think it’s funny. They don’t believe him. They don’t understand, either.

“How about instead, next time Isabel comes ‘round, we make sure to show her your severed head as we fuck her raw? How about that, you little freak?”

Levi doesn’t say anything. Doesn’t show anything. Only slips the knife from the sleeve of his shirt, letting the dim glow from the oil lamps glint off the blade as he twirls it, letting them all see.

It gets them good and mad, just like Levi knew it would.

“You runt bastard.”

The first one comes at him, pulling a knife. Levi’s too quick for him. He’s too quick for everyone. The sonofabitch doesn’t know what’s hit him as Levi parries his blade. Doesn’t realize he’s already dead as Levi slices his gut from end to end, his insides spilling out, steaming onto the floor. He’s down on his knees just as another comes up on Levi from behind, trying to pull his arms behind his back.

Levi flips him over his shoulder, sending him crashing down on the wooden table, the thing shattering to splinters. And then there’s a third, coming at Levi from the side, wielding one of those pool cues.

Levi ducks under his swing, and comes up, sinking his blade into the man’s exposed neck, twisting and tearing down, ripping the man’s jugular clean from his throat. He’s dead before he hits the floor.

Two more on their feet, and they’re hesitating now, but they still try him. Still come at him, sloppy and slow. One goes for the gun which had been on the table, lying now on the floor.

Levi doesn’t give him a chance to put his hands on it. Puts his blade into his heart before he can can reach it, and into the eye of the other, to the hilt. They’re both dead in seconds. Just leaves the man on the table, groaning and struggling to sit up, too dazed to realize he’s alone now.

Levi thinks he might let this one go. He thinks he might. Only he’s the one who made the threat against Isabel, and he won’t take that chance.

He slits the bastards throat before he can recover.

He stares at them after. There’s blood everywhere, including his clothes and hands. He’ll wash them off at one of the street pumps. Furlan will know what’s happened. He’ll be disappointed. That was fine. As long as he and Isabel were safe. He could take Furlan’s disappointment. He could take his hate, even.

Isabel still had her innocence. One of the few people in this godforsaken hellhole who did. Levi’s was long gone. Gone since he was a boy, a decade younger than Isabel now. He didn’t matter. She did.

Levi takes what he finds. A couple bags of coin scattered among the debris of the table, some bills of cash. He rifles through the men’s pockets. Not much there. Some cheap knickknacks. An alright looking watch that might fetch something with one of the pawn shops.

He leaves quickly and tries not to dwell on the unhappiness in his gut.

He hated killing.

He doesn’t think Furlan understands that either. He thought it came easy for Levi. But it never did.

Being good at it didn’t ever mean it came easy.

//

Furlan is there, waiting, when Levi comes in.

He’s looking at Levi, eyes narrowed, scrutinizing. Isabel is nowhere in sight. Still in her room, probably.

Levi had washed the blood out of his shirt the best he could. But blood never came out completely. It stained pink against the white fabric.

“Did you kill them?” Furlan asks.

Levi only looks at him.

Furlan knows. He’s only asking to shame Levi. Levi lets him see his knife. And then he turns, and heads into his own room, closing the door behind.

He doesn’t know how to explain to Furlan. Doesn’t know how to make him understand.

Those men would have raped Isabel. They would have killed her, eventually. Or sold her into trafficking.

Levi knows, because he knows men like that.

Like his mother’s men.

Like the men who once had him. Who once tried to sell him into the same kind of life.

Furlan thinks Levi is becoming like those men. He knows. He sees it in the concerned glances of his first, real friend. Sees it in his worried frown.

Levi wishes he could explain. Wishes Furlan could understand.

But Levi’s never been any good with words.

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[levi4mikasa]

A Springtime Romance 🌸

The war had ended two years ago, and Mikasa had just moved to Hizuru to start a new life. The cherry blossoms were resplendent as she strolled hand-in-hand with Levi down the festival path. Decorative lanterns glowed softly above them, lighting up the night with their warm, welcoming glow.

Mikasa's short, raven-dark hair swayed gently in the breeze, a striking contrast to her sunny yellow sundress. Levi had arrived in Hizuru six months ago to visit Mikasa. Since then, she had shown Levi around the busy streets and tranquil gardens. Now Mikasa felt she could finally call this unfamiliar city home.

“The sakura are lovely this time of year,” Mikasa said softly, tucking a silken strand behind her ear.

“Not as lovely as you,” Levi murmured without thinking. As soon as the words left his lips, his cheeks flushed pink with embarrassment.

Mikasa glanced up at him, a teasing smile turning up the corners of her rose-colored mouth. She giggled lightly, a pretty blush blooming on her own cheeks.

Levi stood beside her in faded blue jeans and a white t-shirt, the casual outfit accentuating his lean, muscular frame. His stormy gray eyes darted away as the flush on his face deepened. Mikasa thought his sudden shyness was adorable. She raised herself up on her tiptoes and planted a soft kiss on his reddened cheek.

“Thank you for the compliment,” she whispered. Levi met her twinkling gaze then, his initial embarrassment dissolving into an adoring smile.

Mikasa lowered her eyes demurely as Levi leaned in for a tender kiss. The sweet pressure of his mouth kindled a passion within her. As glowing petals rained down around them, Mikasa knew she had made the right choice coming here. With Levi by her side, the future looked bright.

When their lips parted, Mikasa gazed up at him with affection. No words were needed - their hearts had found home. Hand-in-hand, they continued their walk under the pink canopies overhead, leaving the troubles of the past behind and looking forward to their new life together.

Art credit: picrew 🌸

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[alphadogg777]

Doodles based around events in my new one-shot fic, Weight of a Forgotten Tune!

Link to the fic is here!

It's about Onyankapon introducing Levi and Hange to the invention of the record player and rediscovering a song they thought to be forgotten in the past! It's Levi-centric but with plenty of Levihan, Onyankapon, and the 104 squad moments too! Please check it out!

So basically I somehow managed to, in the span of a mere week, churn out a monster of a one-shot due to my intense level of investment in the subject matter I focused on, so now take your complimentary drawings! While I've done COUNTLESS Levihan drawings I haven't doodled Onyankapon much before now and he is such a joy to draw! It's a crime I haven't done so sooner, he's an underrated guy and we appreciate him in this household! I kinda poured my heart and soul into my writing so expect more drawings to come from it soon! Stay tuned for more content from me! :D

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[angelanimedesaray]

Sometimes, all you need is sleep, hahahaha

I figured out what was bothering me about Levi in the scene I was writing, gonna be fixing it later today 🙃

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