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ponderingmoonlight · 5 months

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Heyyy, i love ur jjk fics so when u posted abt writing for aot i SCREAMED bc ik you'll do it justice 😩❤❤

Do u reckon u could do like a levi post rumbling fic bc i need the confort rn and SO DOES HE I NEED HAPPY LEVI PLSS ❤❤❤🙏🙏🙏

When I tell you I had to write this IMMEDIATELY <3 Please let me know if you like it, this is my first AOT fic EVER

Levi finally getting his happy end with (y/n) after the rumbling

Pairing: Levi Ackerman x fem!reader

Word Count: 2k

Synopsis: When he met you after first stepping a foot at Marley, Levi didn't forget you until the very end. But while he thought you died through the rumbling, he meets you again for his happy end.

Warnings: this is the comfort I needed, I actually had to cry while writing this, not proofread because I wanted to publish this asap

Tags: @sanicsmut begging on my knees, please I hope you like this

You’ve been on his mind ever since he met you on that fateful day at Marley. So gorgeous that he couldn’t take his eyes off you, a smile so sweet it could melt even metal. Yes, you were so different from what he expected to find across that ocean, a truly pleasant surprise to say the least.

“Oh, you are quite small for a grown man!” you commented, giggling so effortlessly that Levi wasn’t able to even react to your rude comment.

“But to be honest, I’m a little small myself. Well, not all of us can be tall, right? Where are you from, stranger?”

“None of your business.”

His voice sounded harsher that anticipated, making your joyful face drop in an instant. Why…Why the hell did it even bother him to see you like that, that sad glow that formed in your eyes?

“I’m not from here”, he added.

“Oh, I see! Don’t worry about it too much, it’s like everywhere else!”

Oh, if you only knew how wrong that statement was.

His eyes landed on your right arm and the star that covered the sleeve of your blouse. Why would you wear such a badge? Upon closer inspection, he noticed your shattered clothing, the hem of your earth coloured dress completely torn.

Before Levi was even able to react two men ran into you, forcefully pushing your body into the dirt of the streets.

“Get out of the way, scum”, one of them hissed towards you.

Anger rose inside his veins immediately. You were just standing there, minding your own business. Why on earth did they push you?

“Watch your step”, his voice suddenly called towards the men.

“Please, it’s alright. Don’t get into trouble because of me.”

And then your hand rested against his shoulders, making his heart beat so loud that Levi swore you could hear it. What was this? Why did your little innocent touch turn him all flustered?

Something about you just seems different. No, despite the fact that it is so wrong, despite being here only for a mission, his mind wanders to you every free second.

Even though you might be dead by now.

“I will leave after tonight”, he announced into darkness, your moonlit features making it hard for him to focus on staying serious.

Your lip began to tremble, glossy eyes darting towards him.

“What? But why do you have to leave? You just arrived…”

“I came here because I have a mission to accomplish, (y/n).”

“But you will return when you’re done, right?”

The hopeful tone in your voice killed him from the inside. Oh, how much he wished he could just take you with him, how much he’d love to have more time with you. But this is simply not possible.

His cold eyes glared at you through the darkness, desperately trying to keep his composure.

“I might never return to this place, (y/n).”

You felt like someone pulled the ground from beneath your feet. Within the last few weeks, you learned that Levi’s hard façade isn’t more than a trick. No, in fact, he carries a character made of pure gold.

You started to like him.

“Then I’ll find you wherever you’ll go.”

And you did. You never missed to write him letters. Levi can’t help but wonder how you did that, your elegant handwriting following him through the darkness of the night, lighting up his mood despite the situation he’s in. Yes, he looked forward hearing from you every single day.

Until the rumbling started.

Until he didn’t receive any letters from you anymore.

It broke his heart, waking up from his coma with all that was on his mind being your stunning smile.

“Did I receive any letters from her?”

“You mean (y/n)? No, not until it all started. She lived in the northern area of Marley so it’s very likely that…”

His heart shattered into a million pieces, dead eyes staring into the distance. Your beautiful smile, that promise you gave him the night before he left. The thought of you getting trampled to death…

“Don’t say it.”

“Hey, maybe she did it somehow. (y/n) is a smart woman. I’m sure she found a way out.”

“Don’t be ridiculous, shitty four-eyes. She’s dead.”

He has seen it all, countless people died in front of his very own eyes. Why would it be different this time? Why shouldn’t you of all people be taken away from him? A little spark of luck, a minor ray of sunshine in this sheer darkness.

He leans back in his wheelchair, darkness consuming him all over again. You deserved so much better, your whole life was still ahead of you. In a world that never wanted you, you always kept your smile as bright as the sun. Despite the fact that they treated you like the dirt underneath their feet, despite how poorly the circumstances were, your smile beamed brighter than anything else.

“What would it give me to burry myself in sadness? I only have this one life, why not making the best of it?”

The best…

“Fuck!” he cries out, slamming a nearby book against the wall in frustration.

Why you? Why out of all the people, you are the one who had to lost her precious life? He never had the chance to tell you how he feels, how you turned his world upside down, that he survived for you.

Dear captain Levi (I love to call you that),

How are you? I hope your mission is going well and that you’ll return soon. I have some exciting news to share with you! After working so much over the last few weeks, I was finally able to buy myself a new dress! Although I wanted to get a white one because I know you love the colour, I bought a dark green one in honour of you. When you come back, we’ll be matching!

I miss you and our conversations late at night. Please tell me you and the others are okay.

In love,

(y/n)

That dark green dress he never got so see, the joy you fuelled inside of him despite being hundreds of miles away from him. God, how much he misses you. How much he fucking misses talking to you through the darkness of the night, to hear from the world through the unwavering veil of your optimism. What would he give to stretch out his hands after you for once, holding you tightly against his chest? It truly kills him from the inside, knowing he will never be able to hold your hand or kiss your lips tenderly, that you’ll never tell him old fairy tales anymore.

You were special. An angel in a world full of devils. Your word alone should have been enough to end every war in the blink of an eye. It definitely was enough to end the war inside himself.

“Captain Levi, will you assist me?”

“Stop calling me that, Onyankopon”, Levi mumbles, silently following the taller man into the heart of the city.

The war made the remaining 20% realize how precious being alive is only after their lives hanging on a thread. While the others carried on with their lives, Levi himself got stuck in this cursed city, the city he last saw you in. Returning to Paradis would mean giving up on you, giving up on the spell you put on him. And he simply can’t take it. Even though the whole town got destroyed by the merciless feet of titans, despite numerous people telling him than no one was able to escape, he always looked out for that dark green dress you described to him.

“Thank you”, a little girl giggles at him, eyes widen at the delicious sight of the lollipop in her hands.

All he can do is stare at the ground in front of her tiny feet with empty eyes. How nice it must be to have something to hold onto in times like these, after losing everything and everyone.

“Hey, can I get another one?”

“Don’t get greedy, young lady!”

That voice, that angelic voice almost reminds him of you. How long has it been since you last spoke to him? So long that the sound of your speech slowly fades in the back of his mind.

But that woman, that woman almost sounds like you. His gaze wanders up her dirty shoes, the hem of her green dress…

A green dress. Dark green, to be exact.

“Levi?”

His eyes widen, his heart stops beating.

No, this can’t be. Is it a dream?

“Levi Ackerman? Is that you?”

His gaze darts towards your face, time stands still. Your facial features, your joyful eyes. It’s you, it has to be you. Without any doubt.

“(y/n)”

He can’t catch his breath, his orbs lingering over your delicate figure, your dark green dress.

That dark green dress.

Before he can stop himself, his eyes get glossy. It is really you. You’re standing in front of him, uninjured, just like you did before.

“Levi!”, you cry out.

In the matter of seconds, you kneel in front of him, hungry arms holding onto his frame for dear life. Oh god, how much you prayed to see that man again, how much you longed to finally be able to hold him in your arms.

“I never gave up hope. I always believed in your abilities and that you’ll return to me someday”, you mutter against his chest, your salty tears soaking through the fabric of his shirt.

“I thought you were dead.”

His voice isn’t more than a fade away whisper, hand running through your soft hair. He always wondered how it would feel against his fingertips. And now you’re here. In his arms, alive.

You are alive.

“I’m fine. I did leave this town just in time because I wanted to see you again. It was a close call, I almost got crushed but…I made it. I couldn’t leave after telling you the fairy tale about the fox and the rabbit, right?”

Silent tears stream down his face like a waterfall while you cry rivers against his chest. His whole life Levi was haunted by loss and grief. As if he was cursed, everyone around him seemed to die in front of his very eyes. Just after letting himself fall, after trusting someone, after gifting them his feelings…They just lost their lives like flies.

But you’re safe and sound, you look just like you did in his memory.

“I love you, (y/n). I should have told you this way sooner and I did all of this just to return to you.”

Your heart sinks in your chest, body overflowing with feelings. Without thinking twice, you press your lips against his scarred ones, letting yourself sink into his lap while your hands hold onto his face for dear life. This man right in front of you, the man who never left your mind, the man who risked his life to save yours. He survived. He survived and came back to you just like you always dreamed of.

“I love you too”, you shriek, smiling at him so widely with tears overflowing in your eyes that you make his world whole again.

“But as you see, I’m not the man you met back then…”, he begins, looking down his disabled body.

You shake your head vehemently, gently taking his hands into yours.

“All I see is the man I love and waited for”, you reply.

You wipe away your tears and a trail of snot in the most unladylike and precious way Levi ever witnessed before standing up and straighten your skirt with trembling hands.

“So now, what do you think? How do you like my now old new dress?” you croak.

You twirl around, making his life complete. This. This is exactly what he fought for, why he never gave up even after Hange dedicated her life. You standing in front of him in that dark green dress, smiling widely after he told you that he loves you.

This is all he ever wanted.

“You look lovely. Absolutely lovely, (y/n)”, he replies.

And for the first time since forever, a genuine smile is formed on his face.

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cecilysobsessions · 1 year

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ALL YOURS (m.) | levi

↬ word count: 11k

↬ slight enemies to friends to lovers except levi has always been in love but he’s in denial, fem!reader, ive decided that this takes place in a time in aot when nobody was dead and titans were the only problem lol, sassy reader, jealous levi, inexperienced levi, sub!levi, typos

↬ summary: ever since you were promoted to captain, all levi ackerman has ever done was shit on the way you run things. turns out he was only acting like that because he couldn’t handle his feelings for you.

↬ genre: fluff / smut

↬ warnings: swearing, begging, levi on his knees for you, oral, vaginal sex, desperate levi lmao

↬ a/n: i havent watched aot in so long so forgive me if i get some things wrong 😭 also im such a slut for sub characters im so sorry

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To Levi, you were the most infuriating, idiotic, and impatient person to ever join the military. Every little thing you ever did he hated with his entire being: from the way you spoke to your squad, to the way you disciplined and trained them, even to the way you made your tea he hated. But, of course, he wasn’t being a hater for no reason.

You were a good fighter. Talented, agile, naturally gifted and athletic. You were capable of ridding a large area of titans within minutes, something not many scouts had a skill for. And although Levi had always silently admired that about you, that was the only thing that kept him from trying to get you kicked out. The two of you were opposite in personality: like opposite ends of earth, sun and moon, fire and water, the two of you had nothing in common and were never able to agree on anything.

“Everybody likes the new captain more than Levi,” he had overheard one of the other scouts whisper in the dining hall after you got promoted.

“Well, yeah. She’s so much nicer and a way better captain than Levi. She’s pretty, too.”

Pretty? Please, were those scouts blind? There was nothing pretty about you. Except for the fact that he seemed to be at a loss of words whenever his eyes looked into yours and the fact that whenever you pulled your hair out of your ponytail he got a whiff of your shampoo and took in a breath just to get a sniff of your shampoo and the fact that when you walked into a room you stole the attention of everybody there and the fact that you were so confident in your ability to run a squad and the fact that he did you find you pretty but he would never admit it and would rather feed himself to the titans than say so. But other than that, you spoke too much and too loud, you were taller than him, and you were annoying.

•••

“We’ve got a couple new scouts coming in,” Erwin spoke as he pulled out a sheet of paper from his desk, looking at the list of the new names of soldiers. He had called you and Levi into his office to discuss “important” things.

“I know you’ve just been promoted,” he looked up from the paper and into your eyes. “But these new recruits need some training and no one else is available to train them. Since you’re still a new captain yourself, I think it would be a good idea for Levi to help you and maybe teach you some things.”

Did he think you were incapable of training some new kids just because your promotion was recent? What kind of stupid logic was that? You were perfectly capable of training the new recruits all on your own and did not need that grumpy old short guy to help you.

“Sir, do not worry. I don’t require the assistance of captain Levi to train these new recruits. I think I know how to do that already,” you kept your hands behind your back and in clenched fists; your ego had taken a blow due to the fact that Erwin believed you needed help to do your job. Besides, you had a squad of your own and trained them yourself, so what made Erwin think you needed help?

“I think you do,” he replied flatly. “You’re a great captain and you’re good at training, but I think you’re too soft on your soldiers. Your soldiers need more discipline themselves…” he continued to list more stupid reasons as to why you needed Levi’s help, but you spaced out. Sneaking a peek at Levi standing beside you, you eyed his resting bitch face, absolutely no trace of human emotion on his face. Why was he being so quiet? Was he already informed of this before you? If so, why did he find out before you? Was he okay with doing it and that was why he wasn’t saying anything?

“They’ll be here this afternoon,” Levi turned to look at you, his voice stern and cold. “Their training will begin as soon as they arrive and if you’re late, you’ll be cleaning all the horses for tonight.”

“I’m never late,” you corrected.

“At yesterday’s meeting you showed up six minutes late. You are always late.” he told you bluntly.

“Well then, it’s settled. Try not to kill each other in the process of training the new recruits. We need to set an example and show them that the two of you are capable captains.” Erwin said proudly.

“Only one of us is a capable captain,” Levi says, rolling his eyes and turning to leave the room. Your eyes twitch in annoyance and your footsteps follow Levi’s out the office door. What the hell was he thinking? It would be such a waste of time to have both of you train the new recruits, so why would it be the two of you? And why did he say you’re always late? You’re never late! And if you weren’t a capable captain, why were you promoted? All Levi has ever done is shit on you and take any chance he can get to throw shade at you.

“I’ll have you know I’m a very capable captain. In fact, probably more capable than you. That’s why everyone likes me more than you,” you start lecturing him, catching up to his footsteps quickly as you follow him.

“People only like you more because you are nicer. Niceness does not kill titans; skills and weapons do.” he refuses to look at you, choosing to stare straight ahead.

“I know that.”

“Do you? Because since you became captain and began training more recruits, we have had a higher number of deaths since your dumb promotion.” he finally looked at you, eyes filled with such hatred it was like he could murder you if he stared long enough.

“That’s not true!”

“Of course you think that,” he rolled his eyes, his flat and monotone voice gone; he was beginning to get pissed. “You would know our deaths have been higher than usual if you bothered to put in effort and actually read the mission reports.”

“I do read them,”

“No, you do not. Because if you did, you would realize that the way you discipline and train our soldiers is doing them more harm than good. And you would change your ways of training. But instead, you hang around drinking with the others and making jokes and pulling pranks instead of doing your job properly.” Levi lectured, his voice laced with annoyance and hatred.

You always knew Levi thought you did a bad job as a captain, but you never thought he would actually say it to your face. He never said much to you, but when he did, it was just insults and lectures about everything you did wrong as a person.

“At least I leave time for fun! You’re all work and no play and this is why nobody likes you, Levi. Why do you think everyone calls you an old grumpy man?”

“Our soldiers are out here dying and you want to have fun? Are you that stupid, or do you just not have a brain? We don’t have time for your dumb little games, you idiot. Do you not care about the lives of our soldiers at all? Are you that much of a stupid brat that you are unable to comprehend that?”

You stare blankly at Levi. He was right. You didn’t realize it until now, but everything he said was right. While you never intended to poorly train anybody or get anybody killed, you realize that the way you did things probably caused the death of a lot of people because of you. Your heart sank and you were at a loss of words. You would never describe Levi as a nice person, but you didn’t think he was going to blow up in your face and insult everything you did. When all you do is stare at him in response, his eyes leave yours and he looks away awkwardly. After blowing up on you and practically yelling at you in the hallway, you grew silent and he was starting to feel awkward.

“See you tonight.” is all he says before he walks off, leaving you alone in the hallway.

•••

You were late. And not even by a few minutes, but by two hours. Two whole hours. After yelling at you in the hallways, you had gone to your room to take a nap and sleep off how you were feeling. Unfortunately, you overslept and nobody bothered to come and get you to wake you up.

Levi was going to kill you.

After sprinting your way to the training area like your life depended on it (because it did), you found Levi standing in front of the new recruits, his chin held high and proud as he spoke to them. When you walked up awkwardly to his side, he turned and rolled his eyes at you.

“Ah, the incapable captain I told you all about,” he begins, his eyebrows furrowing in annoyance because of your presence.

“At least I don’t need a step stool to grab some cups in the kitchen cabinets,” you automatically responded, straightening out your uniform. Your comment earned a couple laughs from the new recruits.

“Don’t forget you’re washing the horses tonight, captain.” his sharp eyes looked up at yours, a mischievous glimmer glowing in them. Ha! He thought you were actually going to listen to him and clean the horses?

“You are not my captain anymore, Levi. We are now equals, so I no longer take orders from you.” you grinned sarcastically. Now that you were standing in front of him again, you began to feel re-pissed from earlier.

“I’ve been a captain longer than you.”

“That doesn’t mean anything.”

“You might be a captain now, but remember you used to be in my squad.”

“Thankfully, I’m no longer part of it.”

Levi turns to you and eyes the pillow mark on your cheek, a smirk coming to play on his lips. When he noticed you weren’t on time, he had thought that maybe you were still mad at him earlier and decided you weren’t going to show up. While that might have pissed him off, he wouldn’t be surprised if that was what you were going to do.

“What the fuck are you looking at?” you retorted after noticing that he was looking at you for more than half a second. His stupid face was a waste of good looks.

“She is a perfect example of what you don’t want to do,” he turned back to the recruits. “Too lazy to show up on time and too lazy to fix themselves up before leaving the room.”

Your eyes twitch in annoyance and you lean down slightly to whisper to Levi. “When I wash the horses tonight, I’ll be sure to miss yours. I know how pissed you off you get when something or someone isn’t clean.”

He knew you weren’t joking. He knew that you knew exactly how to push his buttons. And if there’s one thing he knew about you, it was that you were petty and what you said wasn’t a threat, but a promise. But when you leaned down to whisper into his ear, your strands of hair that softly brushed against his cheek had him hesitating to say anything. He got a whiff of your shampoo and looked away. It smelled like peaches. Your whisper felt like a gentle tickle in his ear, your voice so low and sultry it annoyed him.

You were annoying.

“You don’t want to be on her squad. Trust me everyone, she’d probably get you killed.” Levi tells the recruits, his feet planted firmly where he was standing. He wasn’t moving away from you.

“Captain Levi here would probably overwork you all to death before that happens.” you send a sweet smile to the soldiers standing across from you and Levi.

“Right, well there’s a reason I’m humanity’s strongest soldier and not you.” the not-so-subtle brag had you rolling your eyes.

“There’s also a reason everyone calls you a grumpy old man behind your back,” you smile at everyone and Levi takes a deep breath in annoyance.

“Nobody calls me that.”

“Everybody calls you that.”

“That’s not true.”

“Of course you wouldn’t know. I just said that everyone says it behind your back. Were you not listening?”

“Every time you speak I choose not to listen.”

“Choose not to? Or can’t because your hearing is so bad now that you’re old?”

His mouth twitches. He is annoyed. “I might be older than you, but I’m still stronger than you.

“Oh, are you getting irritated, captain? I’m sorry, I didn’t know you were so sensitive to words. Must be a thing that happens when you get old…”

Before Levi is about to insult you back, the two of you hear a faint voice in the background. “Captain!” both of you turn around. It was Jean.

“Why are you interrupting us?” Levi glares, crossing his arms. “What do you want?”

“Hange told me to come get you guys. We’ve got food in the dining hall to celebrate the new scouts.”

“We’ve barely begun training. They can eat when they’re fin—”

“Dinner is serrrrved!” you exclaim, throwing your hands up in the air in victory. “Let’s go eat, newbies! You’ll need all the energy you can get if you are gonna kill some titans!” as you holler and hype up the scouts, you walk off and direct them all to follow you, leaving Levi in the dust.

As he watches you walk off, Levi’s eyes can’t help but drift to the person walking beside you. Jean.

•••

It’s like his eyes had a mind of their own. Almost like it was against his will, Levi’s eyes followed you around the dining hall. You were the life of the party: charismatic, friendly, and humorous. There was music and food and laughing and you were dancing for the scouts, a bright smile plastered on your pretty face. Normally he wouldn’t think much of it or even care to look, but a certain someone wouldn’t stop looking at you and touching you and being friendly with you.

Jean.

He knew the two of you were friendly, but he never thought it was anything more than that. But tonight, as he was watching you dance, Levi noticed that he wasn’t the only one watching you. Jean’s eyes followed you like you were the only person in the entire room. Jean admired you from his seat, hollering in excitement and hyping you up to the music.

Not that Levi cared. Of course not. Why would he? He totally wasn’t just sitting on some chair in the corner of the dining hall too cranky or upset to talk to anybody because he didn’t like the way Jean was looking at you. Where was Mikasa? Didn't the kid have a crush on her?

Levi scoffs to himself, taking a sip of his tea as he continues watching you. He sees you saunter over to Jean, grabbing his cup and taking a sip of it before smiling at him. Levi’s eyes can’t help but roll back. Why did you look so happy and smiley next to Jean? Why did it look like you were flirting with him? And why was Levi getting annoyed?

Why did he care anyway? He just found you annoying. Your presence, your personality, your entire being annoyed him. He stood up abruptly, setting his tea down and walking out to get some fresh air.

“Enjoying the party?” It was you.

“Did you follow me out here?” He leaned on the wooden fence railing and looked up at the night sky.

“You stomped out like a cranky old man, so I thought I’d check up on you.” you teased, coming up and resting your arms on the railing as well.

“I was doing just fine until you came out here. Don’t you have your boyfriend to go back to?” he couldn’t help but bring up Jean. He was nosy and wanted to so badly know if there was anything going on between the two of you.

“Which one?” you tried to joke, but you forgot he didn’t have a sense of humor because he just stared at you.

“Are you curious if I have a boyfriend or not?” you ask after a beat.

“I don’t care.”

“Bullshit. You must be curious at least a little bit. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have asked.” you tease, leaning towards him and tilting your head and waiting for an answer.

Fuck, why did you have to look at him like that? Head slightly tilted, hair tousled from dancing around, a bright glimmer of hope beaming in your eyes, something he lost a long time ago. His eyes met yours, and he found himself staring at you. Observing, admiring, memorizing your features. He blamed the glistening stars and the shining light of the moonlight that made you look so beautiful. He had found other people beautiful before, but your beauty couldn’t even be compared to others. There was something about you that always hooked his attention, always had his eyes searching for you, and always had his heart beating faster. Although he found you annoying and couldn’t stand being near you, when you weren’t around he found himself searching for you. Thinking of you. Longing for you.

“Are you staring at me, captain?” you teased sarcastically, a smug smile on your pretty lips.

“You’re just so ugly it’s unbelievable someone as ugly as you even exists.” what the fuck just came out of his mouth? It was an automatic response, something he would say out of annoyance but not actually mean. Levi felt himself panic a little, his heartbeat speeding up in fear of how you would respond.

“Oh yeah?” you smiled once more and his eyes wandered down to your lips. He wondered what they would feel like against his own. “If I’m so ugly, why do you keep looking at me? Why don’t you look away?”

You leaned in closer to him once more, your lips close to his if you even slightly moved forward you would be kissing. There was a moment of silence that sat between the two of you. You felt his breath on your lips, your gaze moving down to them. His heart began to race; why did it look like you were about to kiss him? Why were your eyes on his lips? And why were his eyes beginning to drift to yours?

“Levi,” your voice a whisper. His head tilted slightly to the side, like he was getting ready to lean and kiss you. The background noise of music and the scouts cheering inside faded away because all he could focus on was your lips.

“Yes?” He sounded so sweet, so soft. It wasn’t like him at all; he had never been this nice to you. Usually when you tried to get his attention he always answered with nothing but a cold attitude.

“What do you want?”

“If you’re going to say something stupid like you usually do, go bother someone else. Unlike you, I actually have work to do.”

“Don’t fucking talk to me right now. I’m not interested in whatever bullshit you have to say, you brat.”

“Do you—” you began.

“CAPTAIN!” the door behind you slammed open, a slightly drunk Jean stumbling out and holding his beer up. “We’re playing a drinking game, come join us!”

“I’m not interested. Fuck off.” Levi angrily replied.

“Oh. I wasn’t talking to you,” Jean awkwardly said, eyes drifting from Levi to you.

“A drinking game? Sounds fun!” you excitedly smiled, straightening back up and pulling away from Levi. As you began to follow Jean back inside, you felt a firm grip on your arm.

“She’s not interested either,” Levi spoke for you, his hand tugging you back to where you were standing next to him. “We’re discussing mission stuff.” he doesn’t know why he said that. A lie like that just rolled off his tongue so easily and so automatically. If he was being honest with himself, he didn’t want you to go back inside, but stay out there with him.

Jean seemed to notice the hostile vibe from Levi, nodded, then walked back inside. Levi’s hand stayed wrapped around your arm, his grip strong and firm.

“What are you doing?” you asked.

“If you go back in there and start drinking, you’re just gonna get drunk and I’m going to have to take you back to your room again.” he complained, but really it was just an excuse to get you to stay out there with him.

“That was one time!”

“You fucking threw up on me! Twice!”

“Well, where was I supposed to vomit? My bed?!”

“Just don’t throw up at all!”

“How could you say that to a drunk person?!”

“Maybe don’t get drunk and I won’t say that!”

“Ugh, whatever. This is why nobody likes you, Levi.” you roll your eyes, shaking your hand from his grip. You get drunk one time and he decides to bring it up at every chance he gets.

“You think I care about what other people think?”

“I think you care what I think of you.”

“You’re thinking wrong. Maybe if you actually had a brain you wouldn’t say that. I don’t know what Erwin was thinking when he promoted someone as stupid and incompetent as you.”

“Whatever, short bitch.” you snorted.

“What did you say to me?”

“Oh sorry,” you sarcastically apologize, dramatically leaning down. “Lemme lean down to your level so you can hear me. I forgot you’re old, too.”

He scoffs, flicking your forehead aggressively with his middle finger. “OW! What the hell was that for?”

“For being such a brat.”

“What? Me wanting to go and have some fun is being a brat?”

“Yeah. If Jean hadn’t suggested something so stupid, you wouldn’t want to do something so stupid.”

“What does this have anything to do with Jean?” you questioned. Why was he suddenly bringing Jean up? “Wait,” you pointed an accusing finger at him. “Are you jealous?”

“What? Are you stupid? What kind of dumb question is that?” he scoffs again, leaning back on the railing and rolling his eyes. He tried to hide it, but the faint pink on his cheeks was obvious.

You gasped dramatically, covering your mouth. “You are, aren’t you?!”

“No!”

“Would you look at that,” you tilted your head in amusement. “Captain Levi is jealous.”

“Not only are you stupid, but you’re crazy too.”

“Insult me all you want; I know you’re jealous.” you couldn’t help but grin to yourself. Excitement fluttered in your chest and you peeked at Levi, trying to see if he had any sort of reaction.

Although you looked at him and waited for some sort of reaction, Levi was still able to keep himself together. It felt as if his heart was about to explode and his hands were clammy from being nervous and he wanted to avoid all and any eye contact with you because if he even looked at you for one second his facade would break.

You wouldn’t stop staring. Your soft, inviting, and beautiful eyes would not leave his face and the more you stared the harder it became to keep a straight face. He needed to change the subject.

“About the other day after leaving Erwin’s office,” he started. “I’m sorry for what I said. I should have been a little nicer about it.”

Levi apologized? To you? If there was one thing you thought you would never hear from the old grumpy guy, it was an apology.

“Even though what I said is true, I could have worded it better so that you wouldn’t cry.”

“I didn't cry!”

“I know you did. I walked by your room after that and heard you.”

“You listened in on me crying? You’re such a freak,” you poked fun at him. “I didn’t even know you were capable of apologizing. Or even feeling bad.”

“I know you’re a sensitive person.”

“I am not a sensitive person.”

“Yes you are.”

“No, I am no—”

“Would you just shut up and accept my apology?” he burst out, ruthless eyes glaring at you.

Levi was an impatient man. “You don’t apologize to someone and demand for them to forgive you,” you lectured. “That’s not how it works, captain. Of course you wouldn��t know; this is probably the first time you’ve ever said sorry.”

He knew he shouldn’t have apologized because all you were going to do was critique it and annoy him again. “Whatever,” he rolled his eyes, pushing himself off the fence. You knew he was about to leave. “Don’t get too drunk. I’m not going to take you back to your room if you do.”

“I’ll have Jean take me to my room then. Or maybe his.” you brought him up again, just to test the waters and make sure he was actually jealous and you weren’t just crazy. You didn’t actually intend on getting drunk or having Jean escort you back to your room, you just wanted a reaction.

“Do whatever you want.” he brushed you off, waving a hand in dismissal as he began walking away.

•••

Maybe it was the alcohol or the midnight sky or the glistening stars, but since that night you and Levi were able to have a somewhat decent conversation without wanting to throw the other across the room. And since that night, his insults haven’t been as harsh as usual and he didn’t jump at every chance to point out everything that was wrong with you. Surprisingly, he actually began to speak to you as if you were a human and had human emotions. It felt weird at first, and you thought that maybe he was only acting that way because you were forced to train the new scouts together, but even after their training finished, he was slightly nicer to you. If he kept it up, you might even consider him your friend.

He might have begun being nicer to you, but that wasn’t the case for Jean. Jean was getting scolded more often and more harshly than usual, over the smallest things that didn’t even matter. It was so obvious that even the other scouts started noticing.

“Jean’s getting scolded again,” you overheard Armin inform his friends in the dining hall. Your eyes shifted to Levi and Jean a couple feet away. Jean was looking away in shame and Levi was staring up at him, mouth going off and blabbering about how his tea was lukewarm.

“Over what?” Eren asked.

“Captain Levi asked Jean to heat up his tea, but apparently it wasn’t hot enough.”

“HA! He probably deserved it!” Eren cracked up, grabbing his stomach in the process to soothe his laughter.

“But haven’t you noticed too,” Armin lowered his voice in an attempt to be more secretive. You heard your name and all of a sudden their conversation was interesting and now you were listening on purpose. “He’s been so nice to her lately…”

You began to crane your neck towards the young scouts, nosy and desperate to hear what they were saying about you. Nonchalantly taking a sip of your drink, you felt a firm hand grip your shoulder. “Captain,” you looked up.

It was Levi. You never thought much of it before, but now that Levi was referring to you as captain had your heart doing leaps in your chest. It was small and insignificant, but something about him putting respect on your name and calling you with your title made you feel appreciated.

“Come with me. Mission meeting.”

•••

You had forgotten that Erwin asked the two of you to team up and join squads together on an upcoming mission. Since Levi had toned down his attitude towards you, Erwin took it as a sign and assumed the two of you were growing closer. Unfortunately, the mission didn’t run as smoothly as you had hoped.

You sustained an injury, it was light and minor, but it still worried everyone. You had crashed into a tree, a couple tree branches scraping you and drawing blood. You had hastily ripped off a part of your shirt, clumsily wrapping it around the injury on your arm in an attempt to stop the bleeding. Now that you were back in the walls safely, you were trying to wrap your arm up again with bandages with one hand. You struggled, failing to wrap it around your bleeding arm, cursing under your breath and debating whether or not you should go out and ask for someone’s help. Luckily, someone walked into the room to help you.

That someone was Levi.

He walked in silently, his light footsteps were the only sound in the room as he walked up to you. “Need help?”

“No, I don’t. I’m perfectly capable of doing it on my own.”

“Doesn’t look like it. You’re still bleeding.”

“I’m not blind, I can see that.” you remarked, once again struggling to wrap the bandage around your arm. You hissed in frustration and pain. Why wouldn’t the stupid bandage just wrap around you?

“You’re such an idiot,” he commented, stepping in front of where you were sitting. He stood between your legs, your legs touching his. He didn’t make a move to pull away, his slender fingers brushing against yours as he took the bandage from your hands and gently wrapping it around your wound. His hands were soft. Contrasting his personality and attitude, his hands handled you with a gentle touch.

“I told you to be careful before we left for the mission,” he said, securing the bandage around your arm. Your eyes drifted to his slender hands, veins slightly protruding as he applied pressure to the bandage. “And you didn’t listen.”

“You think I wanted to get hurt on purpose?” you retorted, rolling your eyes and wincing at the pain of your injury.

“Does it hurt?”

“Duh.”

“Weakling,” he finished wrapping you up, his eyes staring down into yours. “You need to be more careful next time.” his voice was almost a whisper, filled with a slight touch of concern.

“I know that already.” your eyes stayed on his. His sharp eyes focused on your face, his pupils darting around the details on your face. Was there something on your face? You felt a rush of insecurity and an embarrassing blush grew on your cheeks. “Is there something on my face? Why do you keep looking at me, huh? Got a crush on me or something?”

You watched Levi inhale deeply, his breath lightly brushing against your cheek and you suddenly realized just how close he was standing in front of you. Even though he already finished wrapping you up, he was still standing close to you, his legs brushing against yours. You watched his Adam's apple bob up and down as he swallowed nervously, his eyes going from watching your face to looking away.

“Don’t be ridiculous,” he warned.

“Oh?” you suddenly smiled with confidence. You loved watching him when you irritated him; he got annoyed so easily it was amusing. And when he got irritated, the warning look he shot at you with his eyes sharpened and hard, made you want to push his buttons even more.

“Is it really so ridiculous? Because you can’t seem to take your eyes off me, just like the other night. Am I really so ugly you’re unable to look away?” you remark, thinking about how he called you ugly the other night in a panic when you caught him staring at you.

“Yeah,” he agreed. “I’ve never seen anyone as unattractive as you are.” his eyes dropping down to your lips and lingering on them.

You don’t know why, but in the moment you wondered how he would react if you kissed him. The looks he kept giving you made you weak in the knees and you couldn’t help but want to give into your desires.

“Then why are you staring at my lips, captain?” you challenged, a teasing smile creeping up.

“Because you talk too much,” his eyes darted to yours for just a beat before dropping back down to your lips. “You talk too much…” he repeated, but this time it was a whisper, his lips hovering over yours. “And you’re too loud…” he whispered, his voice laced with a strange sweetness you had never heard before.

“I talk too much and I’m too loud? Oh yeah, then what else do you hate about me?”

“You’re too cocky,” he answers you, his arms coming down to rest on the chair you were sitting down on either side of you. You got a whiff of his scent and inhaled the smell of bar soap. “And when you’re hanging around the other scouts, you dance so horribly it hurts to look at.” his head tilts to the side almost as if he was ready to kiss you. All you had to do was move forward the tiniest bit and you’d get to taste his lips.

“You watch me when I dance?” you grin, tilting your head the other way and leaning in just a bit. When you leaned in, you noticed he didn’t make a move to lean away from you. You have never been this close to Levi, so now that you were, you felt a rush of excitement and wanted more of it.

“Yeah, you’re so bad at it, it’s entertaining.” you saw a small grin appear on his face, something you almost never saw.

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah,” he quickly says before leaning down and lightly brushing his nose against yours, if he moved any closer his lips would be on yours. He exhales against your skin, his breathing uneven as he attempts to hold himself back.

When he doesn’t make a move, you grow impatient and lean in to kiss him yourself. To your surprise, he doesn’t pull away, but instead surrenders to his desires and closes his eyes. He is still for a moment, and you wonder if it is because he regrets kissing you back or if it is because he’s nervous. You lean in to him a bit, trying to signal to him to start actually kissing you back. The faint taste of black tea covers your lips before a sudden realization, and your eyes shoot open.

“Was that your first kiss?” you ask, pulling away and smirking down at him, the new memory of levi moving his lips against your clumsily in an attempt to kiss you made you smile.

His eyes widened in fear and embarrassment. “W-What? No!”

“Oh my, captain. I didn’t know you had this side to you. Wanna kiss again? I'll show you how to do it.” you wink, enjoying the slight blush that crept up on his cheeks as his eyes looked everywhere but yours.

“I’ve kissed people before!”

“Your mother doesn’t count.”

“I wasn’t talking about her!”

You grab his chin, tilting it downwards as you look up at him. “That’s cute. You’re cute. Kiss me again,” you lean in excitedly. After finding out how inexperienced he was, it made you want to kiss him even more. When you’re about to lean in and kiss him again, Levi panics and hastily puts his hands on his shoulder to stop you.

“I—what are you doing?!”

“What? You don’t wanna kiss me anymore?”

“You… you brat. You made fun of me,” there is a slight pout on his lips.

Oh. He was hurt you had made fun of him. Well, you didn’t know he was that sensitive to it. “Sorry,” you tell him. You stand up, stepping away from him because now you’ve just made it awkward and feel the urge to leave. When you wait for his response and it’s silent, you decide to leave.

Levi can’t believe what he just did. He let you kiss him?! What the hell was he thinking? Was he actually out of his mind? Of all the people there, why did it have to be you? All you ever did was annoy him with your stupid face and stupid and arrogant attitude.

But as he continues standing there after you had just walked out, he can’t help but want to go after you and apologize. He can’t help but want to tell you that he was just nervous and excited and that he didn’t know what to do and that he actually did want to kiss you.

Your lips were warm and soft and even though it was a moment, your kiss made him feel safe. Your kiss had him melting, wanting more. More of the kiss and more of you.

•••

It was freezing. Levi should have gone back to his room and tried to light a fire again and cover himself with his blankets and gone to sleep but his mind was too busy with thoughts.

Thoughts of you.

His eyes fluttered closed for a moment as he leaned on the fence outside his room’s porch, breathing in the crisp midnight breeze. In his head, vivid images of your lips on his invaded his mind. A pink blush crept on his cheeks as he recalled the exhilarating feeling of your lips on his. He hastily shook his head; he didn’t want to give into that feeling. He was falling for you and he was falling hard. He had to get his head straight.

Taking a deep breath in an attempt to push away thoughts of you, he walked back into his room and tried to light a fire again. His stupid clumsy hands couldn’t light the stupid fire and was getting annoyed. His mind jumped to an outrageous idea: what if he just visited your room so he could just use the fireplace there instead of wasting his time trying to use his? Was he just using that as an excuse to go visit your room? Of course not. It would be such a waste of matches if he lit his own fire. And, of course, he wouldn’t want to waste his matches…

Levi felt ridiculous. What the hell was he doing, standing in front of your door in the middle of the night and knocking? Was he that desperate to see you he had to come find you in the middle of the night? And what was that dumb excuse of using your fireplace for heat to come see you?

“Levi?” you raised an eyebrow in confusion when you opened the door. “What’re you doing here?”

His eyes immediately looked you up and down, admiring your figure as you stood there in your nightgown, waiting for him to answer you.

“Captain,” he spoke, at a loss of what to say. “Um, well it’s a little cold…”

“Yeah.”

“A-And I was trying to make a fire, but I couldn’t.”

“Okay.”

“So I thought maybe—maybe you had a fire going in your room.” he sounded awkward and rigid. God, why was he struggling to get words out that made sense? He was already mortified enough he came knocking at your door in the middle of the night, but he was even more mortified when he noticed the way you look. Your nightgown was thin, almost see through, and he could see the curve of your breasts through it, your nipples peeking out from the thin material.

“Well, as you can see,” you opened the door slightly wider and showed him your fireplace. “I do have a fire going.”

“That’s what I thought,” he paused, trying to decide how he wanted to ask if he could come in. No matter how much he thought about it in the mere second he hesitated, there was no good way to ask. No matter how he would word it, he’d sound desperate and obvious that he just wanted to come in and see you.

“You already said that.”

He decided to just rip off the bandaid; he already looked pathetic showing up at your room, there was no point in pretending anymore. “Do you mind if I come in? For the… for the fire? It’s a little cold.” he sheepishly asked, nervously rubbing the back of his neck. Jeez, he felt like such a loser.

Until now, he didn’t see you show any sort of reaction or emotion to him knocking on your door, until now.

You tilted your head in amusement, a smirk growing on your face. “Oh? Are you sure that’s the only reason you want to come in, captain?” you teased, leaning down slightly to meet his eyes.

Levi’s eyes couldn’t help but wander down to your cleavage, the cut of your dress was low and exposed you. “What other reason would I have?”

“Oh, I don’t know,” you feigned innocence. But if someone saw us, they could assume you’re here for something else besides just wanting to warm up…” you told him mischievously, your eyes checking the hallway for anyone. His eyes bulged and his breath caught in his throat, unable to come up with a response.

“I’m joking,” you break the silence, crossing your arms and smiling at his response. When Levi wasn’t lecturing you or yelling at you, he was cute. “Come in.” he walked in silently, choosing to sit on a chair as you sat on your bed.

“So what brings you to my room at this hour?”

He didn’t want to outright say it was because he wanted to see you, but he wanted to see you. “I’m sorry,” he began. “About earlier. I panicked, so that’s why I pushed you away.”

“No worries, there’s no need to apologize. I wasn’t mad.”

That was it? Levi was overthinking and worried that he had upset you, but you brushed it off like it was no big deal.

“Oh. Okay.”

“Was that all you needed?”

“Um,” he’s trying to think of something else to say—something else to say, so that he won’t have to leave (really so that you won’t kick him out and he has an excuse to stay), but his mind has been blurry since he stepped foot into your room. He is nervous: hands clammy and shaky, breathing uneven and louder than usual, and eyes struggling to meet yours.

“You look like you want to kiss me.”

“What?! No, I don’t!”

“Oh yeah? Then why do you keep looking at my lips?” you questioned.

He didn’t realize his eyes kept running back to your lips. He stands up abruptly, heading for the door in embarrassment. Levi reaches for the door, stepping forward to walk out. When he’s halfway out the door, he panics, quickly backing into your room, but he bumps into you.

“What’re you—” you had originally stood up to watch him leave and close the door when he backs into your space. You get a whiff of his hair, it smells subtle and clean.

“Shit,” he slams the door and turns around. “I saw someone in the hallway.”

“And?” you look down into his eyes, panic rising in them.

“What would people think if they saw me walking out of your room in the middle of the night?” he nervously says, fidgeting with his hands in front of him, his back pressed against your bedroom door as he looks into your eyes.

“Well,” you start. “Why are you really here anyways? Is it actually because you’re cold? Or is it something more?” your tone sounds suggestive.

“You’ve misunderstood.” he speaks, his voice barely a whisper and his eyes lingering on your lips.

“Did I?” you reply, your eyes dropping down to his lips. He licks them unconsciously, almost leaning in.

“Yes, I don’t like you that way.” a total lie.

“You don’t like me?” you smile and lean closer to him. He stands there firmly, his nose brushing against yours as he finally looks up into your eyes.

“Not at all.” he doesn’t even bother to try and hide the fact he’s lying.

“Then why do you keep staring at my lips? You look like you wanna kiss me.” you told him again.

“No,” he inhales sharply, his breathing uneven as he moves his mouth dangerously closer to yours.

“So what? You hate me?”

“Yes,” he leans in, pressing his lips against yours. His lips are still against yours for a moment before he pulls away, cheeks red and eyes droopy. “I hate you.”

Maybe it was because your room was warm and cozy and inviting, or maybe because it was late at night and he was just desperate and lonely, but kissing you had Levi feeling shaky and nervous but excited. Your lips were warm and soft against his and he found himself wanting to press his body against yours in an attempt to be closer to you.

He had tried so hard to suppress his desires to be with you, to be near you, to want you. But the walls he forcefully put up were crumbling so easily with a simple kiss from you.

He leans in again, this time more aggressive and desperate. You smile into the kiss—he had no idea what he was doing. But the fact that he was so desperate and wanted more so badly he was willing to make a move himself had you feeling warm and fuzzy on the inside. You pull away, his lips searching for yours as you do.

“Gentle now, captain.” you whisper. It felt as if he was in a rush when there was no need for that.

Your hand gently came up to his cheek, softly touching his skin. He leans into your touch, his eyes fluttering closed. It was like he was under a spell: he was so quiet and so desperate, it wasn’t like the usual Levi.

“Still hate me?” you joke.

His eyes open. This time, they’re no longer empty. His eyes are soft, focused on yours, hopeful of what is to come next.

“Yes.”

“I like you, too.” you lean in, kissing him slowly and gently. Your hands snake through his hair, tilting his head slightly to gain better access to his lips. His arms wrap around your neck, pulling you closer to him as he presses his body up against yours. His back is pressed up against the door, and you can feel his rapid heartbeat through his shirt causing you to smile into the kiss. He quickly becomes breathless, pulling away from you, his lips hovering over yours.

As quickly as he pulls away, he pushes himself into you again, longing for more. You kiss him back, your tongue lightly licking at his mouth, asking for permission. He hesitantly opens his mouth into the kiss. Kissing him makes you feel as if you’re drunk. It’s so addicting and so satisfying it makes you want more. You lick inside his mouth, your fingers tightly gripping the roots of his hair. You pull away, your fingers grabbing his hair and tugging on it and forcing him to look into your eyes. He breathes heavily, his eyelids barely open and lips glistening wet.

“Kiss me more,” he breathes.

“Why should I?” you tease.

“I want—no, need more of you.”

“If you want me that bad, beg for it.”

You wanted Levi to beg for it?! As if he wasn’t already embarrassed enough, you were going to make him beg for more? Did he look that desperate you thought you could make him beg for it and he’d pull through and actually do it? There was no way he was going to do that. Absolutely not. He’d rather—

“Please,” he automatically said. Even though his head was telling him not to, his heart wouldn’t listen. His hands run down your back and wrap around your waist. You can feel the warmth of his hands through your nightgown, his hands rubbing at your hips soothingly.

“Hmm?” you pretend you have no idea what he’s talking about. He leans into your side, his breath tickling your ear as he breathes in the scent of your hair. The hands on your hips pull you towards him, his hips pressing against yours, the pressure causing him to twitch in his pants.

“Come on,” he whispers as he tries to control his breathing. He felt unsteady, his breath uneven as he held himself back. “Don’t make me beg.”

He’s embarrassed. “Guess you don’t like me enough to beg,” you shrug, letting him go and crossing the room to sit on your bed.

Levi stays at your door for a moment, debating whether or not he wants to give into your desires. When his hand comes up to lock your bedroom door knob, you smirk. He makes his way over to where you’re sitting, politely kneeling down in front of you. He looks up at you through his strands of hair, his usual sharp eyes looking round and soft like a puppy.

“Please,” he says again. “Tell me what to do.” his hands come up to grab your shins, his fingers sneaking underneath your dress and caressing your skin gently. His slender hands make their way up to your knees and he tentatively lifts your nightgown to leave a loving kiss on your knee.

He looks back up to see you staring down at him, a playful smirk painted on your face. You can’t help but smile at the fact that Levi was on his knees in front of you, so willing and eager to do whatever you wanted. He looked so submissive—his back slightly arched, shaky hands holding onto you, and voice whiny. You felt a throb in your core, taking a deep breath in an attempt to control yourself so you wouldn’t pounce on him right then and there.

“Come up here,” you whisper softly and he follows you immediately and crawls up the bed, his legs straddling your lap as he nervously sits on top of you.

Your hands come up to squeeze his thighs, his muscles tensing as soon as you do. He wraps his hands around your neck, pulling you closer to him as your eyes move to his neck. You imagine he would look good with hickies. So you lean in, leaving a small kiss on his neck. After a few small kisses, you can’t help but nibble on his skin, biting the sensitive area and sucking on his soft skin. He reacts quickly, pulling you closer to himself and pushing your head into his neck. It is faint and quiet, but a small moan escapes his lips and his hand comes up to immediately cover his mouth.

You wanted to hear more. As your tongue traces his skin and as you start leaving marks on his neck, his head tilts back in pleasure, whimpers beginning to leave his pretty lips. He bites down on his bottom lip, gulping as he tries his hardest to stay quiet. But the more he whimpers, the harder you suck on his skin, and he can’t help but start rocking his hips involuntarily.

“Hnghh,” he whines, his hips rocking against your thighs, desperate for some friction. Your hands move from his thighs up to his ass, grabbing it and squeezing shamelessly as his hips rock faster.

You pull away from him, cupping his ass one more as he whimpers in pleasure. Levi looks down at you, eyes dropping down to your lips as he leans in and licks at your mouth. This time the kiss is sloppy, rushed, and impatient. The more time that passes between the both of you, the more desperate you become. You bite down on his bottom lip, aggressively pulling him into you as you kiss him harder.

“Haaa,” he pulls away breathlessly, his rocking hips slowing down. “I’ve run out of patience.”

“I noticed.”

“I want it so badly. I want you so badly. P-please,” he huffs.

“Have a little more patience, Levi.” you stroke his cheek tenderly. “We’ve got the whole night.”

He blushes, his hands coming up to reach for the first button on his shirt. “It’s a little hot in here,” his hands tremble, failing to undo his button.

You smirk, watching him nervously try to undress. “Trying to give me a show?”

“Stop-stop teasing me,” he pouts, grabbing your hand and bringing it to his chest. “Undress me.” he demands.

“Whatever you say, captain.” your skillful fingers work at his shirt buttons, easily undoing them and pulling his shirt off for him. He’s slender but muscular, and when your eyes admire his figure, you spot his hardened erection through his pants. He doesn’t bother to cover it up out of embarrassment, instead, choosing to grab your hand and guide it to where he really wants it.

You start gently rubbing him through the cloth, his hips slowly, rocking against the friction of your hands. You were surprised he seemed so open about what he wanted—you had thought he was going to be shyer. You stroked his hard dick through the thin material of his pants, his head leaning into the crook of your neck. He breathes in and out slowly, trying to keep his composure but it slowly begins to fade the more aroused he grows because of you.

He whimpers, his hips slowing down to a stop. “I’m ready for more,” he whispers against your ear and climbs off of you, grabbing you on top of him as he lies on the mattress.

“Hmm,” you begin, your fingers slowly undoing his pants. “How many people have you been with, Levi?” you asked innocently, your hands tugging at his pants. He lifts his hips up, allowing you to slip off his pants and underwear. His hardened cock lies against his flat stomach, glistening with his pre-cum.

“Not many,” he answers. “I don’t have a lot of experience.” he continues shyly and looks away in embarrassment.

“Cute,” you grab him, your hand stroking him from his shaft to his tip. You lean over him, sticking out your tongue and letting saliva drip onto his tip, making sure to maintain eye contact with him. His eyes widen, surprised at what you’re doing but pleasured. Your saliva coats him, allowing you to more easily stroke him, your thumb circling over his tip. His hips automatically thrust upwards into your hand, his own hands gripping the bed sheets. You feel him twitch in your hands, smirking to yourself as you bring your mouth down to him once more.

Levi’s mind is hazy and his judgment is clouded. It’s like he’s under a spell from you, he desires so much from you and is so willing to do absolutely anything for you to fulfill those desires. His head tilts downwards to watch you, your eyes hungry and determined. He can’t help but whimper even though you haven’t gone down on him completely, he is just desperate for anything at this point. He watches you smack his cock on the tip of your tongue playfully, your hand expertly stroking his shaft. He moans, making sure to cover his mouth so that nobody else hears but you.

His eyes are still trained on yours though, watery as tears begin to fill his eyes. He feels your mouth take in all of his length, sucking him in as your hands massage his thighs. He feels you forcefully spread his legs wider, and his cheeks heat up. If it weren’t for the low lighting in the room, he would collapse from embarrassment. It was something about him splayed out on your bed, legs spread open by your hands that had him feeling a little too exposed and humiliated. Strangely, he liked it. He enjoyed being underneath you, allowing you to do whatever you desired with his body.

There was something about Levi in tears, whining and whimpering for more underneath you that had you shaking in excitement. His whimpers were like music to your ears and all you wanted in the moment was to hear more of it. He wasn’t afraid to hold back how good he was feeling and it made you want to please him even more. You took him in your mouth once more, your tongue swirling over his sensitive tip. His hips can’t help but thrust again, and you hold him down, pushing down on his thighs with your hands. You come back up, your mouth leaving a string of saliva as you pull away from him. He already looks out of breath, his forehead slightly glistening with sweat as he struggles to catch his breath.

“You look like you need some relief,” you tease, crawling up to straddle him. You begin lifting your dress to take it off, and his eyes immediately drift to your breasts. He watches you undress in silence, choosing to quietly admire you from a distance.

He chuckles quietly, his hands grabbing at your thighs. He rubs up and down at your skin, his eyes focused on yours. “You look like you want to sit on my face,” he replies.

“I think you’re the one who wants me to,” you smirk, moving to hover over his face. You catch a glimpse of excitement and arousal in his eyes.

“I do,” he confesses. “I want to taste you so bad,” he continues, biting down on his bottom lip. “Please—please let me.”

“Well, since you seem so desperate.” you smile, grabbing the headboard in front of you as he grabs you, forcefully sitting you on top of his face.

His tongue immediately comes up to lick you, and he moans. His hands snake back to grab your ass, pushing you further onto his mouth as he struggles to find your clit. You chuckle, angling your hips and thrusting in his face so that your clit gets the stimulation you need. You begin to ride his face, your hips aggressively thrusting as he moans into you. You wonder if he’s struggling to breathe, so you pull away a bit, but he pulls you back into him, his hands squeezing your ass cheeks as he laps at your pussy, whimpering in pleasure. You pull away, his face shining with your wetness and cheeks rosy.

“Not bad,” you tell him, grabbing his chin with your hands. “Now it’s time to open up, captain.” your fingers ghost over his lips and he automatically opens them, taking in your two fingers. His tongue is warm and wet and swirls around your fingers as his eyes close in pleasure. He moans against your fingers as you shove them deeper into his mouth, making sure to coat them in his saliva. When you pull them out, you bring your fingers to your wetness, rubbing at your entrance.

“Fuck,” he whispers, his hand coming up to stroke his dick as he watches you tease yourself. He moans again, watching as you rub your clit, your fingers teasing yourself once more as you insert a finger into yourself. You moan, thrusting into your own fingers and Levi strokes himself faster, captivated by you.

“Please,” he starts, tapping your thigh with his hand politely. Cute. “Fuck me, please. I need you so bad. Please, please fuck me.” he desperately asks, his eyes tearing up once again.

“Oh? How badly do you want it?” you hover over him, rubbing your clit on his dick, your hips slowly grinding against him.

“Ahh,” he moans and grabs your hips and presses you onto his cock. “Please… please ride me. I want you to fuck me so badly, please.” a tear slides down his cheek, more tears swelling in his beautiful eyes.

You feel yourself throb as you hover over him, patience thin. You push yourself into him, taking in his cock and throwing your head back in pleasure. You tighten around him and feel him throb inside of you. You bite down on your lip to contain your moans, making sure to keep quiet. Levi, however, was the total opposite. He was so aroused and so desperate and so turned out it was like he had completely forgotten that the walls were thin and it was late at night and people were trying to sleep. He was moaning loudly, tears escaping his eyes as he cried out to you in pleasure. He was thrusting upwards into you, frantic for some friction. His hands were gripping his bedsheets once again as he fucked himself into you, whimpers escaping his pretty lips.

“Fuck,” you mumbled as you bounced on top of him, taking in his dick. “People are going to hear you if you don’t quiet down.” you warned, leaning down to get closer to his face.

“Hnngh, I’m sorry,” he whispers, tilting his chin up for a kiss. You give in, sloppily kissing him as he opens his mouth to let you in, moaning into your mouth as his hips begin thrusting faster. You pull away from him, breathless as your hand sneaks down to rub your clit. He pulls you into him, holding you close as his hand strokes your hair lovingly. You feel him breathe against your ear, whimpering in pleasure as you continue to ride him. You feel yourself growing closer, so you begin to ride him faster as his moans grow louder in volume.

“H-Harder,” he breathes. “Please fuck me harder.” he pleads and you oblige, your hips speeding up along with his thrusts. He’s more vocal now, whining your name and moaning as if there isn’t somebody sleeping right next door.

“Haaa,” he sighs, face flushed and hips struggling to keep up. He throws his head back against the pillows, panting in pleasure and hands coming up to grab your thighs, fucking himself harder into you. You feel the familiar knot in your stomach, your pussy squeezing down on him as you rub yourself, hips stuttering as a wave of pleasure takes over and you cum, toes curling and holding onto his hands that grab at yours. When he feels you cum on him, he whimpers and bucks into you, unable to hold himself back any longer. You pull yourself off of him and he moans, his cum spurting out and landing on his stomach. His face is flushed and he’s out of breath; he looked beautiful.

His eyes bore into yours, and it is silent in the room except for the sound of both of you catching your breath. As you come down from your high, you climb off of him, your legs trembling. Levi immediately sits up, grabbing your shoulder gently to sit you back down.

“I’ll help clean up,” he assures you, leaving a kiss on your cheek.

After the two of you clean up in silence, he wonders if you are going to let him stay there, or kick him out. Now that the two of you have given in to your desires to have sex, what now? Should he confess his feelings to you now that he’s realized them, or wait for you to say something? What if you just thought tonight was nothing more than a no strings attached sex? His heart sank at the idea. He didn’t want that at all. He wanted to be with you. He wanted to be yours. Watching you finish changing your bed sheets, he awkwardly crosses the room to stand next to you.

“Um,” he starts, and you stop what you’re doing to look at him. “Do you need help? With—with your sheets..?”

“No, as you can see, I’m done.” you gesture to your made bed.

“O-Oh,” he pauses, nervous and unsure of what to say.

You look at him, watching him rub the back of his neck out of anxiety and awkwardness. “Levi,” you start.

“Captain,” he automatically responds.

“Do you like me?”

His eyes widen and he appears to be taken back. “Uh, I—Yes. I… I thought it was obvious.”

“You never actually said it. I was the only one to confess.” you point out.

“Oh.” here it was. Here was the moment he had to pour out his feelings and confess his love for you. The only thing was, he was so horrible with words.

“Um,” he starts. How many times has he said that already? Jeez, he felt so stupid and nervous and embarrassed. “At first—I thought I hated you. I thought you were a horrible captain and bad at your job and annoying and a terrible dancer and I also thought you talked way too much and sometimes it would give me a headache and you’re also really cocky, but—” he stopped himself. Why was he insulting you? He was supposed to confess his feelings and all he did was start insulting you? What the hell was wrong with him?

“S-Sorry. I’m sorry. What I’m trying to say is—I… I like you. A lot. And… and, if you—I would like to be yours. All yours.” he pouted, disappointed in his confession of love.

You smile, pulling him into a sweet kiss. “Well, you could’ve just said so, captain.”

•••

“Did you hear?” you overheard Armin whisper quite loudly to his friends as you sit a couple tables away from them in the dining hall with Levi. He was drinking tea as you munched on a sandwich.

“He confessed his feelings to her! Captain Levi?! Can you believe that? I always thought he hated her!” he said excitedly, hitting Eren’s arm.

“Please, she’s out of his league.” Jean pointed out sourly, a hint of jealousy in his voice.

You thought you were the only one listening in on them, but when you look over to Levi, he’s smirking in victory after hearing what Jean said.

“How do you know that?” Mikasa asks Armin.

“Hange said she saw Levi walking into her room a couple nights ago around midnight,” he begins. “And she said they were loud! Especially captain Levi!”

You eye Levi, and as soon as he hears what Armin says, he spits out his tea, coughing as his eyes widen in embarrassment. You laugh, rubbing his back to soothe him.

“I warned you that someone would hear.” you tease.

“That shithead Hange—” he coughs again, his face turning red. “Shut up, you brat.”

•••

a/n: thank you sm for reading! i didn’t mean for it to be this long lmao

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missmeinyourbones · 9 months

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Hiii leah! congratulations on your milestone, I'm so excited for this event and grateful for your wonderful writing! I'd like to request levi x "I can't let this go, I fight with you in my sleep" if that's alright, bc would've could've should've is my whole life. thank you <3

I FIGHT WITH YOU IN MY SLEEP (l. ackerman)

L's MIDNIGHTS EVENT!

Things are off between the two of you—or maybe just you.

Because Levi seems fine, not that he's one for dramatic displays of emotion, but recently, the argument you had a few days ago seems to be the furthest thing from his mind.

Which is valid because you talked about it, discussed it like adults and apologized. The case should be closed and you should be moving on.

But for some strange reason, you can't.

The tiny argument that spewed into something much larger has been eating away at your decaying insides for days, now.

So much so, you're actually losing sleep over it.

After your standard good morning greetings, you fall into your usual breakfast routines. Levi sits at the kitchen table, sipping from his steaming mug and admiring the calmness of the morning from the window. You wipe down the counter, counting your breaths and hoping you can calm down before your anxiousness bubbles over and—

"You were in my dream last night," you casually breathe, pouring creamer into your coffee and watching the colors melt together with your spoon.

It's such a funny thing to admit. Like he's a high school crush slowly taking over your subconscious and not the man who's seen every inch of you and still chooses to see more, it feels oddly intimate telling him this.

You hear Levi kiss his teeth, "It's too early for you to be filthy."

"Not that kind of dream."

You wait for his response, and when it doesn't come, you turn from the counter to face him. Eyebrows raised and wanting him to take the bait, you're surprised to find him already staring back at your impatient stance.

"You're not gonna ask me about it?" you shake your head, a bit irritated with his lack of interest in something that's been rotting away inside of you.

He takes a deep breath, one that would sound exasperated if you didn't know him. But you do, and you know it's one of faux irritation. "And what was I doing in your dream?"

"We were fighting," you speak softly, feeling the tension rise at your few words. "It was pretty bad, too."

You watch your lover scowl in thought, eyebrows furrowed when he quips.

"Fighting? About what?"

"I don't even remember," you say truthfully, and Levi can sense the sudden change in your tone. You're tired, exhausted, from both lack of sleep and something far stronger. "I just remember being so mad at you and I couldn't stop crying."

He watches you carefully like a cat contemplating its next move. He purses his lips in thought, taking in your stressed expressions and bitten fingernails. Still unsure of the cards handed to him, he merely hums in response.

Wrong move, he quickly realizes.

You speak with slight hostility when you scoff, "That doesn't concern you?"

"Why would it concern me? It was just a dream," he tries to put out the flame before it spreads. "You told me last week that you had a dream about growing a tail."

"Dreams can mean stuff sometimes," you're quick to spell it out for him.

He tries to tease, "And what does you growing a tail mean?"

The wrinkle forming between your brows practically screams at him—another wrong move.

Exasperated, your gaze falls back to the now mixed beige of your coffee when you weakly give in, "Levi, I'm talking about the fighting one."

After a moment, Levi hums again, which is his way of telling you to continue. It's what he does when he wants to let you know he's still listening, still wants to talk to you, even if he doesn't know exactly what to say.

You make things a bit easier for him when you sigh into your mug, "Sometimes dreams can manifest subconscious thoughts or feelings."

"So you're subconsciously mad at me," Levi states with little room for argument, finally connecting the dots of your stubborn riddles.

And when he finally gives you the answer you've been looking for, all confidence is lost and you meekly shrug and shrink beneath his hardened gaze.

"Hey, look at me." His voice is soft yet stern, commanding your attention when his thumb gently holds your chin upwards.

You let him, and when he sees the tiny tears brewing at your lash line, he whispers.

"Is this about what happened last week?"

Yes, you want to scream in his stupid face. How can someone as smart as him be so ignorant at times?

Instead, you choose to weakly mumble out a small, "I dunno, maybe."

"Wanna go talk some more about it? Maybe..." you practically hear the fight in his hesitancy when he weakly offers, "…in the bath?"

He fights off a smile when he sees your face twitch in thought, clearly shocked at his offer.

"Am I still dreaming? Or is this you finally admitting you actually like taking baths with me?" your question comes out half teasing half disbelieving.

"I like making you happy," he corrects, "and I'd like to ease your subconscious, if that's the case."

This time, it's you that's humming for him to continue, loosening your stance and letting him gently shove you in the direction of the bathroom.

Levi takes it as a win, because if him sitting in a lukewarm bath with you for a half hour, rehashing an argument he thought was already resolved, means you feel better—means you're back to dreaming your usual dreams about growing extra body parts and doing unspeakable things to one another—then he'll just have to swallow his pride and sit in that damn tub.

"Besides," you hear him mumble from behind you, "I'm supposed to be the one who can't sleep. You're supposed to be the one who hogs the blankets and kicks me in the middle of the night."

#levi x reader #levi x you #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman x you #levi fic #levi ackerman fic #levi fluff #levi angst #levi ackerman fluff #levi ackerman angst #L’s MIDNIGHTS EVENT!

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levmada · 1 year

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//gn!reader

Levi had an Underground accent. eerily similar to Kenny's when Levi was much younger, but after Kenny left, he got it into his head to speak 'more proper', mostly to spite him.

but with no reference to how people Aboveground speak, his voice always had this kind of biting twang that made his speech sound loose. and it's so HOT. jvijgijfr9j he'd say ‘I reckon xxx’ and ‘fixin to’ or ‘as all get-out’ so cute

but then when he first got Aboveground, Levi learned that people could tell he was from there instantly. he didn't care about that fact in of itself (cue Levi never giving a shit what anyone thinks. he's already as pale as a piece of paper), but it sounded so messy, he realized.

it's the distinction with being seen as a filthy vermin from Underground. Kenny always taught him appearance matters, hence the way Levi dresses and keeps his image neat, and so his accent turned into a stain on his character.

at first, before Levi had any reputation besides being a criminal suddenly shoved into their ranks, other Scouts would've gotten onto him a ton just because of that. just like when he was a kid, others hated him for his sheer existence. purposefully avoiding him (though that didn't bother Levi much at all), calling him filthy and dirty, telling him to go back to the hole he crawled out of.

And he’d just stare. “Better yet, I could stuff your skull full a’ shit if ya want.”

and he did most of the time, but that wasn't enough for him. so he forced himself to fix it (kinda like how Sasha did). it wasn't like he was talkative anyway, but when he did speak, he forced his voice rigid and spoke slowly when he could. Levi was already a master at being acutely aware of his surroundings, (hehe and quiet enough that people used to gossip or talk shit around him as if he wasn't there), but he started listening for the way people Aboveground spoke down to the letter, and mimicked that. as months passed, he was successful. almost completely. it was a little uncanny.

HOWEVER. it still slips out sometimes...

hims drinking enough to reach any semblance of tipsy for example is rare (partly because he doesn’t like the effects, and with him being an Ackerman it’s a lot of drinking to get there), but when he does, his accent starts faltering at the end of his sentences. instead of thinking it’s thinkin’, or i just imagine his sharp drawl when he says specifically like, ‘ugh, drunk piece ‘a shit…’ mingling with his slurred speech. maybe because he’s annoyed he’s reminding himself of Kenny in that moment :(((

it comes out when he’s angry enough to shout, or when he has to yell orders. he hates it, but he can’t help it when he starts to see red.

when he’s just woken up too. when he’s not even bothering to open his eyes yet whenever he rasps a little mornin’ against your lips or late late late into the night, and you finally got him out of his office chair, walking him to his bedroom. I gotta work. fuck’re you doin’? Not tired (liar).

it slips through into his little whimpers and sighs when he’s begging you for even more, past the point where you’ve drained his balls multiple times. writhing all over the sheets and chanting your name on top of Can’t I can’t, s’too much. Ah… ah…

Weren’t you begging just a second ago?

and he whines through his grit teeth, so pretty. Not. Beggin’.

#levi x reader #levi headcanons #levi ackerman hcs #levi ackerman drabble #levi fic #levi ackerman x reader #levi hcs #aot drabble

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levisjinchuriki · 1 year

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enemies with benefits

summary: unresolved sexual tension between you and levi cause trouble in the workplace.

warning: dom!levi, sub!reader, cursing, levi being mean to the reader, spanking, choking, multiple orgasm denials, overstimulation, hair pulling, biting, fingering, dacryphilia, oral (fem receiving)

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your relationship with levi is a complicated one. you respect each other as captains, but when it comes to tolerating each other you just can’t. you both have sour attitudes and it makes being in a room together almost impossible. to make matters worse you can never agree on anything. it infuriates erwin, but he insists on pairing you up until you can eventually work through your hatred. he claims that you sometimes have to work with enemies to achieve a greater goal.

amongst other things you know there’s some unresolved sexual tension between you. it’s obvious how he will always stare at you and pick fights for no reason. you’re to blame, too. you like to get levi all riled up. you enjoy watching his nostrils flare when he’s had enough of your banter. and the bass in his voice when he would yell at you was sexy, you can’t deny it.

even hange has had enough of your banter. you both follow the section commander to a spare office and are instructed that you’ll both be relieved of your duties until you can work together properly. with that the door closes. levi, being obsessed with his work, is desperate to fix the issue between you.

“are you happy now?”, levi crosses his arms at you. his tone sends shivers down your spine. you hope you can rile him up enough to make him act out of character. with the exception of you, levi is always so composed. he doesn’t let many things bother him to the point of making it noticeable. but he can’t help it with you and you love it.

“what do you mean, captain?”, you ask innocently. there’s a smile on your lips as he glares at you. he knows you’re mocking him by using a title you both share.

“you’re infuriating”, he tells you. levi glares you down as he comes close to you. “if you have something to get off your chest you better say it now”, he threatens. there have been so many unspoken words between you and levi. so many questions that needs answers. why had you started to hate each other in the first place? you’re not sure, but that’s how it’s always been. he’s wants answers, needs answers so he can get back to work. but you’re not one to make things easy for him. instead, you tilt your head and act like you don’t know what he’s talking about.

he stares daggers into you. levi isn’t in the mood to be playing around. his hand finds your neck and holds it in a firm grip. levi presses forward until your back is pushed up against the wall. you fail to hide your smile as you bite your lip. he’s getting mad. how exciting.

“stop acting like a brat if you know what’s good for you”, levi growls. you can’t help but let out an amused hum.

“this isn’t much of a punishment, levi”. your voice is velvety as his name spills from your lips. “if you knew me at all you’d know i like being choked”, you laugh at him. this sets him off. his efforts to make you crack are backfiring. your smart comments are infuriating him to no end.

“punishment?”, he laughs with no humor behind it. “is that what you want?”. your eyes light up as his become darker. you’re a sucker for a good discipline now and then. with how much you and levi fight- it’s long overdue.

you squeeze your thighs together subconsciously. it’s not missed by levi. he lets go of the grip he has on your throat but quickly busies himself with tugging your brown scout jacket off your shoulders and undoing the straps of your uniform. the action turns you on, but also puzzles you. he should be giving you a piece of his mind, but instead he’s starting to undress you.

“what are you doing?”, you question. you’re not trying to stop him by any means, especially since he’s now roughly pulling your pants down your waist, but you’re not sure how taking off your clothes is a punishment. levi ignores your question. he crouches down and forces you to step out of your tight jeans.

“you look nice on your knees”, you tease. levi throws the article of clothing behind him.

“shut up”, he orders you. when he makes eye contact with your heat he can already see a pool of arousal on your panties. you weren’t lying when you said he was attractive when he gets angry.

he scoffs at the sight and rolls his eyes. “you’re pathetic”. he wastes no time in pulling your underwear down and lifting one of your legs over his shoulder. before you can muster a response to his insult his tongue is already on you. it’s warm and wet and harsh as he immediately digs in. his pace is rough and fast, licking you as if he’s a starved man. he’s being selfish, taking what he wants for his own pleasure.

levi digs his fingertips into your thigh as he holds it around his shoulder. you mewl as you feel him on your skin for the first time. his grasp hurts so good. hopefully he leaves bruises. surely this is not what hange means by “working together”.

as you sink into the wall your hands find purchase in his hair. it’s the perfect length for pulling. the action causes a low groan to escape levi. it’s the deepest, most enticing and dangerous sound you’ve ever heard.

levi’s tongue moves to your sensitive bud. he decides to torture you. licking, slurping, sucking, biting… no action is done for too long, which makes you crave him even more. you curse under your breath. no one has ever made you feel so good so quickly. it’s almost scary how fast levi is working your body to the brink of an orgasm.

you gasp as levi surprises you by sticking two fingers into you. you’re so slick that he enters with ease. he’s not gentle as he pumps his digits into you repeatedly. his fingers alone are stretching you out so nicely. the feeling makes you dizzy. the erotic sound of your juices against levi’s soaked fingers ignites him. as much as you try to hold it back, a moan escapes from you. one thing you hate more than levi himself is his arrogance. you’d do just about anything to humble him. he already knows how good of a soldier he is, he doesn’t need to know he’s talented in other aspects as well.

levi chuckles against you. you hate that you’re stroking his ego, but he’s just so good at satisfying you. the vibrations cause your legs to shake. it hasn’t been that long and you’re already close to coming. how embarrassing.

“levi”, your voice is filled with need and desire as you warn him about your impending release. he continues his actions, bringing you closer and closer to the edge. you're chanting his name over and over again as you hiccup between breaths. your toes feel hot, you're so close.

just as you’re about to let pleasure take over levi removes his fingers from your tight walls along with his lips. you gasp as the euphoric sensation starts to slip away. “no, no!”, you beg, trying to chase the feeling. your chin touches your chest as you look down. you rake your hands through levi’s hair, pushing his bangs back so you can get a better look at him. his pupils are blown out, lips swollen and cheeks red. his chest heaves up and down as he catches his breath.

you realize he edged you on purpose, this is the punishment he was talking about earlier. “you asshole”, you weakly whine. your insult is met with a firm slap on the outside of your thigh. you groan in dissatisfaction as the feeling of your orgasm washes away before you have a chance to enjoy it. you squirm in his grasp. levi bites your inner thigh as a warning. he fucking bites you.

“i never said you would enjoy this, did i?”, he asks, voice hoarse. you whimper.

levi tortures you by bringing you to the brink of an orgasm before ruining it two more times. the feeling is so intense he has your legs trembling by the end of it. you feel the burn in your abs as they tighten repeatedly. the leg that’s thrown over levi’s shoulder is sore from the position. he’s wearing you out on purpose.

you push levi’s head away as he disrupts your release yet again. “s-stop”, you cry out. truthfully, you wanted him to keep going, you just wanted his teasing to come to an end. levi pulls back to see the state he’s left you in. your body is twitching, chest rising and falling as you try to catch your breath. tears are brimming your eyes at your multiple denials of finishing on his tongue.

levi gives you a break. he stands and watches as your knees buckle under you. he’s quick to hold you up, looking over your face with his neutral stare. you look ruined, so pretty.

“you can handle more, can’t you?”, levi torments. you whine and shake your head. the thought of another edging causes a tear to slip onto your cheek. you’re so desperate. levi watches the drop fall lower and lower against your skin. pleasuring you so well that you cry? the thought turns him on even more.

“please let me come. i’ll do anything”, you beg. levi tilts his head and narrows his eyes at you. he doesn’t believe you. he can’t name a time where you’ve followed his direction, so why would he trust you now?

“we’ll see about that”, he mumbles as he brings you to the desk in front of the large window. levi bends you over the wood until your chest is pressed against it. you catch your breath as he shuffles behind you. your arousal pools again as you hear a zipper being pulled down. levi strokes himself for a moment as he watches your slick coat your inner thighs. you complain that he’s taking too long and squeeze your legs together. he holds back a moan as more of your slick slowly slips out of you.

“don’t be so impatient”, he scolds. levi’s grip is harsh as he holds onto your hip. his member teases your entrance. you could scream. you need him so bad.

“levi, i swear- oh!”, your breath catches as he pushes himself halfway into you. your eyes screw shut at the feeling of him stretching you even further than his fingers. he’s so thick. you feel so good wrapped around him. after giving you a few moments to adjust to his size levi pulls out before pushing back in, even further this time. you hum as the pain turns into pleasure. your hamstrings smack against his quads as levi sets a steady pace. he watches the ripples spread across your backside every time his hips make contact with yours. you can hear levi’s deep breaths from behind you.

“for someone so small i didn’t expect you to be this big”, you let out an amused laugh. the backhanded compliment makes levi snap. he’s been somewhat forgiving with you, but not anymore.

“god, you’re so fucking annoying”, he groans as he snaps his hips into yours. you mewl at the change in pace. levi presses a hand in the center of your back, keeping you from moving as he drills into you now. his breaths become labored as he pounds you.

“such a smart ass. can never shut up, can you?”, he asks rhetorically. levi’s had enough of your attitude. he’s taking out every moment of anger he’s ever had with you right now. he wants your brain to melt. it’s the only way you’ll listen and obey him. he wants his name to be the only word you can think of.

levi can barely hear you crying out for him over his thoughts. “too much, -s too much”. you desperately try to get air in your lungs. your hands reach behind you to weakly push against his hips. he mercilessly holds your wrist behind your back in a tight grip.

“you’re gonna take it”, he orders you. you whimper as you feel your orgasm approaching. you’re hoping this time he’ll let you experience it. you nod, agreeing with him for the first time.

“so you can be obedient”, he laughs as he mocks you. “wouldn’t know since you’re always defying me”. if disagreeing with levi is what brought you here you’d definitely be doing it in the future.

“got nothing to say now, huh?”. you couldn’t talk if you wanted to. the only sounds you could muster out were moans and whines and whimpers, which is exactly what levi wanted. he decides to have some fun, wanting to push you through your brain fog.

“i’m talking to you” he says darkly, delivering a loud slap to your ass. you yelp in surprise and pleasure. your skin stings where his hand made a print. your body jerks under you, on the edge of a much needed release. his pace doesn’t falter as you clench around him.

“levi”, you whimper, your way of asking permission. he grants it to you and you cry out as he fucks you through your orgasm. it’s intense, making up for all of your failed ones. your vision goes black for a moment as you’re consumed by the feeling.

levi curses as his abs tighten up. he leans his weight on you, head against your shoulder as he his hips snap into yours. his bangs stick to his forehead. he’s used up so much energy. you let him use you as you come down from your high. he whimpers as he pulls out of you at the last second, coming on your ass and thighs. you sigh in satisfaction. his heart pounds as he pants on top of you, completely spent. levi’s body weight grounds you, bringing you back from your euphoric state.

eventually, levi stands up and tucks himself back into his pants. he pulls up the zipper and adjusts the straps of his uniform. his hands rake through his hair, making it fall how it normally does, although now he has some extra volume. unlike levi, you’re slow to get up. once you open your eyes he’s already making his way towards the door.

“get dressed. we have work to do”, he says in his usual unamused tone before leaving you to deal with the mess.

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kikarouflames · 4 months

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I randomly got this cool Levi x reader fic idea, here:

So, The reader wakes up, and sees two faces staring right back at them. It's Hange and Levi looking at you with the most incredulous look on thier face.

You try to collect your consciousness and what had happened to you.

Void, you remember nothing at all. You are lying on the ground, lush green field and your head hurts. There are people that look like soldiers wearing strappy uniforms. And a raven and a brunette haired soldiers, they are looking at you like you have committed a grave crime.

The raven asks, serious look on his face, "so you are finally awake, now. Who are you?"

Who am I? I....I don't remember anything , WHAT!

A panic takes over you, everything is blurs and your head is aching like a thousand needles just pricked it.

You say tired, almost failing to voice yourself out, "I don't know, I just woke up here. I don't know anything, I can't even remember my name"

The brunette with glasses quirks up an eyebrow, thier eyes turning dark and they approach you, comes close face to face, " I don't want to make this hard for you but you came out of this"

They point at something besides you, you look there, and your eyes almost shoot out of its socket. It is a gigantic creature, wrapped in flesh and has a horrid face, It's a titan , it's skin evaporating.

You look back at them, " what?"

They say," you are a titan shifter"

-> So apparently the reader doesn't have thier memories and the reader is a titan shifter sent by Marley on a mission, but an accident happens or something else and the reader loses ALL their memories. And now they have to deal with Levi and basically the whole military unit, government and what not. Since they are a titan shifter and doesn't remember anything there will be a whole lot of many things happening.

Do you like this idea? What's your thoughts? Should I turn this into a fic?

#levi ackerman #levi x reader #levi x y/n #levi x you #levi ackerman x you #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman x y/n smut #levi fic #levi smut #levi fluff #attack on titan #aot #levi aot #levi attack on titan #levi #shingeki no kyojin #snk

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the-milk-anon · 1 year

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aot recommendations

works by suz 💚 @ackermans-freedom-inc

fluff

canon!levi | the scouts try to set levi and reader up

roommate!levi | him pining over reader

modern!levi | reader and levi are the 104th’s teachers

modern!levi | reader has a fear of intimacy

modern!levi | reader tells levi she’s pregnant

modern!levi | levi gets jealous

modern!levi | levi takes care of depressed!reader

levi | your son disappears

levi | he takes care of breastfeeding!reader

angst

canon!levi | levi has amnesia and forgets pregnant!reader

hurt/comfort

canon!levi | reader disappears during a mission

canon!levi | arranged marriage

canon!levi | reader gets stuck in a blizzard

levi | reader cries after sex

smut

canon!levi | sitting on his face

canon!levi | he gets jealous

canon!levi | pegging

modern!levi | getting cockblocked by your son

modern!levi | he gets jealous of the reader’s actor crush

virgin!levi | unexpected confession

sub!levi | he wears thigh highs for reader

sub!levi | “wanna be your good boy.”

multiple parts

canon!levi | reader almost drowns (part 1)

canon!levi | reader almost drowns (part 2)

check out their ao3 as well <3

#suz 💚#ackermans-freedom-inc #levi x reader #levi fluff #levi angst #levi hurt/comfort #levi smut #canon!levi #modern!levi #virgin!levi #sub!levi #levi imagine #levi headcanon #levi fic #recommendations #🗝️.aot

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happybird16 · 10 months

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Delicately cradling Levi's chin in your hand, your palm is gentle against his sweat-and-ash soaked skin. His breath hitches beneath your soft touch, his lone eye fluttering with exhaustion even as his chest continues to heave from the stress and exertion.

"D-don't," he protests shakily. Despite his words, his bandaged cheek presses heavily into your palm. His words are faint, barely audible, carrying a tone that speaks of his immense weariness.

“Let me,” you insist, your voice filled with a gentle determination. With the utmost care, you bring your thumb to Levi’s lips, lightly brushing away the blood that has stained them. Each stroke is deliberate and tender, conveying a profound sense of concern, empathy, and a heartfelt desire to alleviate his pain. To help in some small, insignificant way.

The pain reflected in Levi’s eye tugs at your own heart, causing your breath to catch, a sharp sensation piercing between your ribs. In a soft plea, you express your heartfelt desire, whispering, “Please just- just let me take care of you.” The words are whispered with genuine care and compassion, assuring Levi that he doesn’t have to bear his burdens alone.

As Levi's protest subsides, his shoulders droop, a visible release of tension. A prolonged breath shudders through his weary frame, causing his muscles to finally relax. It's as if a weight has been lifted off his shoulders, and he finds solace in surrendering to the momentary respite. The physical and emotional strain he had been carrying begins to dissipate, allowing his body to ease into a state of much-needed calm.

Leaning even closer, Levi’s lips gently graze your palm in a tender kiss, a gesture filled with gratitude and appreciation. As his eye locks with yours, the stormy grey hue that once mirrored his tension now appears lighter, less burdened. In that moment, his expression reflects a genuine sense of relief and comfort. With heartfelt sincerity, he whispers, “Thank you.”

#levi ackerman #attack on titan #levi x reader #levi/reader #levi / reader #hurt/comfort #levi #aot #levi fic #gn!reader #tw; blood #shingeki no kyojin #aot fic #Tay's.drabbles #aot spoilers

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thetaleoflevi · 2 years

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I think if Levi ever actually got drunk, he would be so needy.

Like, you leave him on the couch to get him a glass of water, and the snack that he requested, and he would be pulling on your sleeve, saying, “Where are you going?”

“To get what you asked for. I’ll be back in like thirty seconds.” You shake your arm loose, and he squints at you like you betrayed him for doing so.

“I’ll be counting.”

You sigh, a smile on your face as you walk away. You can hear the very soft counting in the living room.

“One… two…”

Twelve seconds went by and you were getting his glass of water. Twenty seconds went by and you had the snacks in your other hand, making your way back to Levi on the couch.

“Twenty-six… twenty-seven. Oh, you’re back.”

“Here’s that water you wanted.” You set the things down on the coffee table.

“You’re back. Back before the thirty seconds.” He blinks slowly, his eyes rolling a little as he opens his eyes again. “That’s my good girl.” He grabs onto your arm and pulls you into him. “Come here. I want you.”

“Levi, you’re drunk.”

“Ah! I never—i’m never drunk. This is my raw personality. Now listen, I love you and I want you to touch me.”

You’re seated in his lap, trying so hard not to laugh in his face. He’s acting so out of character that it’s humorous.

“I love you, too, Levi.”

His hands slide beneath your crewneck, gently squeezing your waist before gliding up towards the clasps of your bra.

“Woah, there. Slow down. We’re not doing this right now.”

“But, I want you. You’re so warm in this sweater. I want to touch you, and I want you to touch me.”

“I know you do, but it’s not happening tonight. Not like this.” You pull his hands out of your sweater, putting them together before bringing them up to your lips. “Tonight, i’ll take care of you the way you take care of me.”

He huffs, but makes peace with your decision. Once he downs his glass of water and eats his snack, you drag him to bed with you. You’re careful with his positioning. You lay him on his side and hope that if he moves in the middle of the night that he’ll lay on his stomach.

“I’m cold,” he whines, his hand patting around in search for your body behind him.

You stop his hand, squeezing it twice with yours. “You have ninety percent of the blanket. What do you want me to do about it?”

“Warm me up with your body heat, put your arms around me. Do anything.”

There you go like an obedient dog, scooting towards his back, spooning him from behind.

“You should be the big spoon more often.” His arms settle over yours, and his fingers interlace between your own.

“Sober Levi hates being the little spoon.”

“No, that’s just what he wants you to think.”

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nelapanela94 · 7 months

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A curtain of water hammers at your feet. Your boots are caked with mud.

Kerosene lamps hang from their nails at the entrance of the main building, flickering in a distant blur. The yard is covered by a gray mantle, and the wind bristles the tiny hairs on your arms. You’re now trapped at the stables, the horses huddled in their stalls, quivering every time the sky cracks with thunder.

If only you had a raincoat.

Or any coat to warm you up while the deities decide to stop the rant.

You sit in a forgotten millstone, one of the few dry spots, and tug your arms under your shirt, hugging yourself.

The moonlight is enshrouded by the bed of clouds.

“Move.”

A jab on your ribs almost sends you up to heaven and beyond. Startled, you crane your head over your shoulder, and scowl. Levi’s bored face split by the light of his oil lamp. He throws the stick away, then turns the screw and the stable dims.

Now you have to make room to make his ass comfy.

You wiggle to the edge and Levi slips next to you. So close you can feel the rosemary from his hair, the lavender of his clothes. The warmth of his skin permeating through his shirt. His sleeves are rolled up to where his biceps say no more. The rain mutes whatever barb he’s muttering. He sets the lamp on the floor and folds his arms on his chest. His shoulder briefly strokes yours, a blissful accident. You steal a glance at his bare arms and look away before he notices the blush on your cheeks.

“So, what brought you to the stables?” You bite your lips, rummaging through your brain for a prompt.

Levi seems unbothered. “Feeding carrot cake some carrots.”

And you smile.

Even though he will never admit it aloud, under that hardened shell, sprouts his soft spot. Not everyone gets to see it. His unapproachable mask is the result of years of being pounded against the anvil of life. You stifle a yawn in your palm and tuck it between your thighs, coveting warmth. Your lids are heavy, and you really need something to lean against.

Levi tsks and winds arm around you, drawing you to his chest before you collapse on the muddy floor. His lips curve into a small smile. Always so careless. His heart beats faster. His cheeks irradiate heat. And he likes it. His soul rejoices, it waters the seedling. You sleep safe and sound in his arms, tiny puffs slip past your parted lips.

He will look after you, no matter what, he will be by your side, protecting your smile.

If only he could muster the courage to tell you...

But showing your feelings exposes you; showing them raw makes you vulnerable.

And he's not ready for that.

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m-jelly · 1 year

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Jelly if the request are not close yet, can i ask for a Levi and reader fanfic where reader have to be in a mission for three days and Levi gets grumpy and bossy all the time with the cadets cause he's missing her and even Hange and Erwin gets scary/surprise about his weird behavior, so when reader arrives he instantly calm down and everyones reaction are like :-O "how she did that?"

important note: i love your work, you're amazing!!!!

<3 thank you! I'm not amazing, but thank you.

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Erwin's investigation

Pairing: Levi x Fem!Reader

Genre and tags: Canon world, romance, fluff, being a couple, sweet, grumpy Levi.

Concept: Levi seems a little irritated and Erwin is trying to find out why. He talks to Hange and Mike as he tries to get to the bottom of it and all leads point to you. Erwin had sent you on a mission for three days and since then Levi has changed. When you return, the Captain instantly calms and retreats to his office with you for a while.

Tag list: @levisbrat25 @ladycheesington @skittlelover69 @nbinairyn @nyxiieluna @galactict3a @notgoodforlife @li-anne @strawberrybunny123 @demonsimp6

Erwin watched Levi train his squad. He noticed he was pushing them a little harder than normal and looked pretty exhausted. He was irritated too. He wasn't sleeping much and he was barely eating a thing. Erwin was concerned about his friend and was determined to discover what was the leading cause.

Levi clicked his tongue in annoyance. "Springer! Move faster! You look like you're carrying underwear full of shit!" He growled. "Blouse, that is not food! Tch, all of you do laps!"

Erwin moved closer to his friend. "Levi?" He flinched a little at the glare his Captain gave him. "Maybe relax a little. You've been pushing him hard."

Levi turned to Erwin. "People die easily out there. They need to pull their shit together! I'm pushing them to work hard so they don't lose their lives easily! I'm doing this for their own damn good!"

Erwin placed his big hand on his friend's muscular shoulder. "Relax a little, okay?"

"Relax!? How can I relax!? I can't when she-." Levi caught himself and paused a moment. "I just can't. The numbers are off at the moment with losses. We're losing too many."

Erwin frowned a little. "You sure there is no other reason?"

"Tch, yes. Now I have work to do."

Erwin watched Levi walk away to carry on training. He moved on to see Hange was testing a few things outside with Moblit. "Hange? Have you noticed anything different with Levi?"

Hange stood up and hummed in response. "Oh, well uhh...shortie has been cranky for three days now."

"Three days?" He frowned in thought. "What happened three days ago to set him off?"

Moblit said your name. "She went on a mission."

Hange nodded. "She's often seen with Levi, so maybe..." Hange grinned. "Maybe them two are a couple and they never told us! Ooow the Captain and squad leader. Kind of romantic and sexy. Oh! I have so much to ask her about Levi."

Moblit groaned. "Please don't. He'll end up trying to kill you. The Captain is very private."

Erwin let out a long sigh as he said your name. "I suppose it makes sense. I'll go talk to Mike and see if he confirms it." He parted ways with his researchers to see Mike with his squad and Levi training hard by himself and almost destroying everything around him. "Mike?"

Mike turned and looked down at his Commander. "Erwin."

"Can I ask you something?"

Mike snorted. "Sure. Don't need to ask."

Erwin folded his arms and sighed. "I'm concerned about Levi."

"He's missing his girlfriend."

Erwin's brow raised. "His what?"

Mike nodded to Levi. "He's been in a relationship for a while now." He said your name. "They're a cute couple. She teaches him new things. He always smells of her and I'm pretty sure she took his virginity. he can't get enough of her. He's madly in love. I'm pretty sure he's stolen some shirts of hers and kept them in his room."

Erwin stared at his friend for a while and felt shocked at this new revelation. He thought he knew everything about Levi, but he was wrong. He was proud that the man he thought kept people at a distance because of loss was actually seeking comfort in the arms of a wonderful woman.

He smiled a little as his heart felt full. He was happy for Levi and now understood why he was so snappy. He was hoping Levi wouldn't snap too much at you when you came back soon. He was sure everything was going to be okay, but he was going to keep an eye on you when you came back just in case.

He moved to the gates as they opened for you and your squad. He noticed that two people were in the carriage with wounds, but there were no deaths. You seemed okay and not broken mentally, so it hinted that the mission went well for you.

Erwin waved to you and called your name. "Mission report."

You slipped off your horse and sighed. "Went well. We've set up the small base in the trees for future scouting and observations. It's high enough that no one will be grabbed."

"Fantastic news."

You grinned. "I'll write up my report."

He glanced over to Levi and saw he was looking over with a longing gaze. "Head on in and get some rest."

You saluted. "Yes, sir."

Erwin waited around for a while before following you into the base. He spied around corners in the halls until he reached outside your room. He smiled softly when he saw you and Levi talking for a bit and then Levi tackled you into a hug and shook a little. He smiled as you petted Levi's head and kissed his forehead.

Erwin's cheeks burned when he saw Levi slam you against your door and roughly kiss you. He gasped as Levi tugged at your shirt as you fumbled with your office door. Erwin was hoping you'd make it into your office as soon as possible because someone would stumble upon you both and Levi might end up punching them.

He relaxed when you stumbled into your room and the door was slammed shut. He relaxed and let out a long sigh. He knew now that Levi was deeply and madly in love. Erwin was happy and proud of his friend and decided that he was going to give you both a week off so you could recharge on each other.

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chosos-mascara · 1 year

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losing one, before the other

𝙡𝙚𝙫𝙞 𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 - worried for the upcoming expedition, you express your regret for not losing your virginity before potentially losing your life. as your captain, levi wishes to aid with your anxiety, and the fear of dying a virgin.

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 - nsfw, virginity loss, make-out, missionary, pulling out, fwb, tagging power imbalance due to the fact levi is your captain

3k words minors + ageless dni

"What's wrong?" The black haired male questioned, straightening out the stack of papers on his desk while you'd gripped the armrests of the chair opposite, trying to summon a response from the confides of your mind that would be appropriate to voice to your captain. He'd requested your presence within his office to aid with writing reports, though with the impending expedition at the forefront of your focus, it had been difficult to keep up with a task you'd usually found menial.

"Nothing, sir." Brushing him off was easier than facing the problem. Even if you'd wanted to confront the issue at hand, telling your captain the deepest regret you'd had wasn't what you'd had in mind. Levi sighed, placing the pen down and straightening his posture, grey eyes meeting your own. "Cadet." The tone of his voice caused your stomach to churn, the usual coldness lifted slightly to allow a warm timbre. One you'd heard only a handful of times, when you'd needed comfort, or if he'd expressed personal matters. A rare occurrence - though out of all of the squad, you'd understood yourself to be the one he'd been most open with. Being nearer to his age, it had been an assumption he'd gone to you as the only other adult, instead of worrying the younger teenagers, though you'd be unable to deny that there hadn't been a small want within you, a desire, that he'd simply liked you more than the others.

"Please, tell me what's bothering you." The appeal had been from a place of concern, Levi witnessing the distress painted across the growing tiredness of your features for the better part of a week, tonight a display of desperation. Something had been eating at you, and he'd wished to aid in the discomfort you'd exhibited. "Sir-" You began your second snub, but had been cut short by his interruption, a reminder that within these circumstances, you were to refer to him by his name and name only; "Levi."

Nodding, and then correcting yourself, you'd continued the dismissal of feelings. "It's honestly nothing to be worried about." The sentence had almost been continued, but you'd stopped yourself from spilling further, knowing that if you'd hinted to anything more, he'd fish the cause from you. "I've known you long enough to know when something's eating at you." Although not a direct question, it had been a shove forward, a small amount of pressure added to the already large lump in your throat. "It's-" You paused, sighing. Bringing fingers to rest at your temple, you mentally scolded the intuitiveness of the male before you, wishing he'd have kept his curiosity to himself. "It's about the expedition tomorrow." This was further than you'd wanted to go with Levi, though you'd hoped that through the small amount of information, he'd lay off and return to his work. Instead, he looked confused, a quizzical countenance across him as he'd struggled to pick apart the meaning of your vague statement.

"You're not usually this encumbered before an expedition." His response was true, though both of you had understood the risks were heightened this time; there'd been a lot more at stake. Eren's inability to obey instruction a cause for concern, and the fact Erwin had clearly been hiding an ulterior motive had been a topic of conversation between the pair of you, yet Levi knew these wouldn't push you over the edge. "There's a higher risk of death." You commented, purposefully grazing over the fact you'd been referring to your own. "That's it?" His comment may have come off as dismissive of emotion, but you'd felt comfort knowing this was where the conversation would end, a light nod. "What about death scares you?" Levi had instead decided to interrogate you, eyes still fixated over your uneasy face, expression unaltered, unreadable. "I have regrets." The admission had been indistinct, and as the work between you had already been postponed by this discussion, Levi decided to push further.

"We all have regrets, it's normal." An attempt at solace from the captain had been a rarity, one you'd appreciated, even if it had been unneeded. "Do you have any?" Perhaps you shouldn't have pushed, and instead abandoned the exchange, but witnessing the tightening of his jaw and brewing gaze through his words of comfort, you'd been left with the question of what a male as accomplished as himself could regret within his life. "I had two friends that were murdered by titans. If I could change anything, I wouldn't have split off from them - I'd have protected them." It had been clear Levi had detached himself from the statement, even if he'd meant the words spoken. A painful memory he hadn't wanted to relive, and wouldn't allow himself to delve into. "Mine is embarrassing." Your mouth had moved faster than your mind, a slip up allowing too much information to surpass the confides of your skull, one you'd come to regret as Levi pushed further, until you were unable to hold back.

"I don't want to die-" You swallowed, eyes closing before finishing the statement. "A virgin." Lips curving up, an exhale of self-deprecating laughter as you'd shaken your head, heat boiling through your body.

Levi remained still, the only difference between his stature before you'd closed your eyes to now being his parted lips, a barely readable, shocked gaze. "I'm sorry-" You'd began your apology, mentally preparing to leave within the next few seconds, but were halted by Levi's tone, his hand reaching across the desk to place over your own, a plea for you to remain seated. "Don't worry about it."

There had been a shift in his eye, a change within the way his stare met yours. "You're not going to die. And, if you do, you don't have to worry about that-" The warmth of his touch had been removed as he'd brought his hand to rest over his face, cursing himself before continuing. "I didn't word that right." "What did you mean, then?" You'd questioned, brow furrowing as you watched Levi splutter awkwardly, a tint across his cheeks that had looked similar to a blush. He hadn't replied, and you'd entertained the idea, a spark of curiosity igniting into the confidence to probe him. "Were you suggesting that you'd take my virginity?"

A flurry of awkwardness had intertwined itself between you now you'd reached your destination - your quarters. Single bed made this morning, a few items of clothing folded and placed on the rickety table in the corner, not yet put into the designated drawers. Levi stood behind you, unable to gauge whether or not you'd been ready to share intimacy now, or if you'd wished to get comfortable first. A situation he'd offered himself into, yet now he'd been situated within the four walls it had been bound to happen within, he was left shy.

You turned to face him for guidance, though his flustered expression had told you he'd felt as confused, appearing unaware of the steps to take next. These unusual circumstances hadn't come with an instruction manual, so you'd simply have to make your own pace. You'd had a small amount of understanding from what you'd picked up from others; what'd happened when two people would share warmth. It was possible you could begin with something small and work your way up, a trivial act to start the show, one such as kissing.

With some hesitance, a movement forward and a jolt back, you'd closed the gap between yourself and Levi, pressing your lips to his. A foreign affection to you, gentle grazing of mouths before locking lips, feeling the male loosen up slightly, feeling a hand draw upward to rest at the back of your neck, to pull you in closer. You'd been sloppy, unaware of the curiosities to follow while pressing your lips to another's, though with a few movements you'd picked up on the slight motions he had been following, applying them to your actions. A graze of skin with your tongue, a flick over his own, heart beating with vigor when he'd began to walk you backward, your legs hitting the firm mattress as you'd threatened to tumble, but caught by strong arms. Gently, you took your queue to sit, allowing Levi to push you backward, maneuvering to lay himself between your parted legs.

His lips moved themselves to attack your neck, a whimper leaving you when he'd nipped over your pulse-point, grazing teeth to meet your collarbone. Nimble fingers met with the buttons of your shirt, popping open each fastened hole to open the garment up, exposing the skin beneath, running his hands over. You'd taken a breath between kisses, bumps running over the skin he'd caressed, the first human contact you'd felt other than your own. It felt good. His touch had been gentle yet firm, a connection between skin, adding pressure as he'd reached your breasts. He cupped them through the bindings you'd worn, lightly kneading, though pulling back to rest his forearms on the bed either side of you, body pressing closer to yours.

The change in proximity had your chest tightening, the realization of the situation at hand. Your legs had been wrapped loosely around your captain, half undressed before him as your lips had attacked his, the intention of losing your virginity. There was dubiousness as to how many partners he'd had before you, whether his experience had been greatly larger than your own, though the glimmer of apprehensiveness the pair of you had shared moments prior had answered to you.

"Can-" You whispered between a kiss, eyelids fluttering open to land your line of sight on Levi, vision blurred due to the prolonged darkness. "Can I undress you?" An innocent question from the inexperienced, a need to feel his body under your fingers, to trace over his skin as he'd fondled yours. His response had been silence, moving to sit upright on the dated mattress, rolling shoulders back to allow you access. Trailing over his chest, you felt the cotton, before running to the buttons, undoing them one by one, never daring to observe anything other than your own actions. The fabric fell to each side, unveiling nude chest beneath, pink and jagged scars littered across toned abdomen. Without thought, you allowed digits to run over the markings, fixated on his form while left to question the origins of the lesions, some evidently left by blades, while others ambiguous.

You felt him flush under your touch, chest rising and falling with the haphazard breaths leaving lungs, both of you unsure of who the gasps gathering between you had belonged to. Once each inch had been explored by your strokes, your hands moved down to the belt fastened at his waist, wrapping yourself around the buckle to unclasp it, then making your way to open the trousers beneath. Only when the garment had been unfastened, loosely sitting at Levi's thighs, you'd been left with uncertainty once more, what next?

Levi took the lead, standing from the bed to pull the slacks from his figure, stepping from them to leave only briefs clinging to the hardness he'd gained, stomach tensing as cool air hit his core. You mirrored his actions, pushing yourself from the bed to leave yourself in only undergarments, though once reaching to the band across your chest, undoing the bindings to allow the fabric to fall freely, you were left almost bare. Now more hospitable than you'd previously been, assured of one another's feelings within the moment, each of you rushed to feel the other, lips a frenzy. He became less conservative with his tongue, adding more into your mouth to become a mess, sucking to taste the inside of the other. Teeth clashed gently, but neither party had paid much attention, hunger between you and an ever-growing ache between legs. A need to have more of him had been planted within you, blossoming through whines as you'd swallowed back the saliva he'd pushed into your mouth.

Slowly, without moving his lips from yours, you sat yourself onto the bed, repositioning while pining over one another, back into the situation you'd been in prior, now only the thin cloth of underwear keeping him from sliding in. Gentle rolls of his hips against yours caused you to groan, the thick of his bricked up cock massaging over your slit, desperate to feel more of you. With each long drag of the length you'd clenched, stifling a moan through embarrassment, but when he'd drawn across your clit, you'd felt the muscles within your core tighten, a flutter within your chest.

"I-I want more." Sheepishly, you'd allowed the request to pass your lips, heated cheeks prickling as he'd drawn back from you, glancing down to the tent in his briefs. A movement of his wrist had him springing free, though your eyes had remained on his face, unable to watch what had been happening between parted legs. "Are you sure?" Levi questioned, gaze shifting from the head pressing at your dripping cunt to meet yours, concern reflected within the grey irises. You nodded, though a hand on his shoulder had him hesitating once more; another admission from yourself. "I'm scared."

His lips dropped to yours, a short and sweet connection before he'd drawn back only slightly, forehead resting atop your own. "I'll be slow." Levi's promise had you relax, a burning as he'd slowly edged himself into you, a stretch over the girth he'd wielded. You hissed, teeth gritting as he'd pushed a little more in. But, he'd stayed true to his word, only moving deeper once you'd alleviated, gradually allowing you to adjust to the foreign feeling. He'd reached the hilt, shaking breath as he held himself still, waiting for your grip to loosen once more. "You're doing well." His reassurance had aided, exhaling and focusing on the fullness within you, hips drawing back and then forward with ease, leisurely thrusting until your tightened jaw had fallen to an open mouth, eyes once squeezed harshly closed now half lidded. "Feels good." You'd hummed, allowing his mind ease as he continued, building speed.

He brought his hand to cup the underneath of your neck, face hovering above yours, lips grazing one another's, yet instead of sharing a kiss, you'd simply exchanged air. There had been a curse whispered beneath his breath, a squeeze of his hand with a deeper rut, a slapping of skin echoing through the room. It had been difficult to focus on anything other than the intensity of pleasure seeping through you, the intimacy that you'd shared with the man you'd considered a friend. He drew back, pulling back until only the tip had been inside you, a brute thrust forward to fill the space he'd just left. Levi let out a deeper groan at the sensation, repeating the motion once more to feel your walls wrap around his length once more, sucking him inward.

You tilted your head back against the pillow, mouth wider as stray moans had escaped you, much to your efforts at swallowing them. The male watched through his flustered state as you'd displayed your pleasure so clearly across your face, rapid breaths and legs spreading slightly wider as if to beckon him deeper. He'd taken the opportunity, reducing his speed to instead roll further into you, pained moans as he held his high back, eyes threatening to roll back as you took him all the way in his languid thrusts.

You'd squeezed his shoulder with a hum each time he'd brushed at your cervix, the feeling of fullness addicting. Though, with the state of you beneath him, completely undone and only for his eyes, it had been difficult for him to hold back much longer. Levi had always thought of you as pretty, admiring you from a distance until you'd been assigned his squad. He'd admitted to being a little harsher over you to begin with, though it had been due to his own disinterest in gaining an attachment, something that would only cause harm in the future of the world you'd shared. With time, he'd eased up on you, and had come to appreciate your company more than most, even if it had meant getting a little personal. This had been the last way Levi could've guessed this evening would've ended, though he'd been unable to deny that he hadn't pictured this before.

"I feel close," He commented, your comfort at the forefront of his mind despite feeling as if he'd been about to explode, barely able to string words to a sentence. "-'m gonna pull out." The utterance had been followed by an emptiness as his fist replaced the warmth of your walls. Pumping over himself to find his release, he let out a higher pitched whine, followed by frantic fucks into his hand. You'd felt a hot liquid fall onto your stomach, ears warm, a hum from your chest as if to approve of the angelic sounds he'd made whilst reaching his high.

Levi dropped to the mattress beside you with bated breaths, eyes closed as he'd attempted to bring himself back to reality. He'd abstained for a while - not through purpose, but due to lack of desire. After weeks of pent up frustration, the release he'd experienced had been ethereal, head in the clouds while you'd shifted to the side of the single bed to create room for the extra body. "That was good." The remark had been quiet, a reassurance to the panting male beside you. He opened his eyes, pupils scanning over your body. "Do you want to come?" He asked, to which you'd let a small smile spread over your lips, a shake of your head. "Next time?" You questioned with hesitance, though the burning uncertainty had forced you to ask the question, a need to understand what the predicament between you had become. Levi repeated the phrase back to you, causing doubt to shadow over you, watching as he rolled to his side, propping his head upon his own bent arm. "Okay."

Once again, his eyes had met yours, this time with sentiment, an acceptance of the way he'd felt. Again had sounded good. In a world where the prospect of living another day had laid heavy with uncertainty, Levi could only pray he could spend more time with you.

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missmeinyourbones · 2 years

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i remember thinking i had you ｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

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“I can’t believe you don’t remember the name of the restaurant.”

Your accusation isn't one of malice or irritation—if anything, there’s a hint of competition laced into your words. A tone of challenge that sparks a fire inside of Levi’s chest.

Your husband glances up from where he sits across the table from you, eyes unimpressed as they eventually return to the annotated novel before him.

“It was years ago,” he states unenthusiastically, “and from what I recall, the food was subpar at best. We never went back there again.”

You watch him fiddle with the ballpoint pen in hand before scribbling something into the header of a page. You note the black ink smeared on the side of his pinky finger, trailing upwards towards his wrist. You fight off the sudden urge to kiss the bone that protrudes from where his forearm meets his hand.

“But it was our first date,” you emphasize with a whine, for clarification, “that’s supposed to be something you remember.”

Levi, now intrigued by your little tantrum—but still doing his best not to show it—closes his book with a sigh before placing it flat on the table. His knuckles wrap an antsy rhythm against the leather cover.

With his full attention now on you, you can’t help but feel a little bashful beneath his glare. Even with a quick glance at the silver band adorning his left hand, an identical one hugging your own ring finger, his stare still makes you feel like it did all those years ago. The feeling of a fleeting crush that somehow resembles the weight of the world. A crush on your husband, the voice in the back of your mind giggles.

“Right, then what do you and your photographic memory remember about our first date?” he gives in to your antics, as he does every time.

You smirk behind the hand your jaw rests on, as if you’ve been patiently waiting for him to ask this very question.

With a smug raise of your shoulders, your answer is simple. “I remember thinking that I already had you wrapped around my finger.”

Levi scoffs as he raises an eyebrow, “On the first date? That’s rather bold, don’t you think?”

It is bold, but as you recall the memory, it’s nothing short of the truth.

Five years ago, in a stuffy little Italian restaurant, over a debacle of entrées, you knew you had Levi in the palm of your hand.

“One of our first phone calls was an hour long conversation about how picky you are—about how you hate certain vegetables and always look up the menus of restaurants before eating at them.”

Levi follows along, but seems to miss your point as his head slightly cocks to the side.

“Right…and?”

“And, you still switched meals with me when I didn’t like mine,” you can’t help the dreamy smile that etches its way across your skin at the memory, “even though it had eggplant in it. You hate eggplant.”

Your husband hides a blush behind a scowl as he rolls his eyes. “I was trying to be a gentleman, the dish was terrible.”

“It was the premise,” you’re quick to correct him.

It was never about the first date or the name of the restaurant or the stupid overcooked eggplant. It was about him, and the sacrifices he makes for you without a second thought.

“You barely knew me and yet you were already going against your high standards to make me happy,” your voice is a soft whisper now, but Levi still hears it clear as day, “that’s what I remember about our first date.”

The confession is tender and sits in the center of the table that separates the two of you. Though he’d always deny if ever confronted, Levi appreciates it—the way you notice his tiny acts of devotion. He always hoped you felt the love embedded into them, and with a silly discussion of your first date, he officially confirms his wish.

His taunt betrays the flushed pigmentation on his face, “Funny, I remember you having food all over your face for the majority of night.”

You pout at his gentle tease and he laughs beneath his breath, picking up his book once more.

Lifting it high, you can no longer see his handsome face, but the spine of the novel can’t swallow his voice.

Behind the annotated pages, he whispers. “You did have me, though.”

Your eyes light up as you lean into the ledge of the oak table. “On the first date?”

Levi hides a knowing smile behind his book.

“Mhm,” he confirms without hesitation, “on the first date.”

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levmada · 8 months

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do you think levi could get to the big o just from nipple play…

Y e s.

he doesn’t even need to be a virgin to cum from pinching, rubbing and tongue to his nipples. that fact is high on the ranking of sexual facts he hates that you know Get to him. behind only (1) that Levi loses the ability to shut up when you overstimulate him after a single orgasm and (2) how easy it is to get him squirming and desperate in the first place.

it’s honestly in your best interest to tie up his wrists if you play with his nipples too long because Levi, especially when he’s horny, gets impatient and even bratty real fast. he realllyyyh wants to drag your hands down between his thighs, and if that doesn’t work, tries to close his legs around your thigh and hump.

but can you really blame him :( he’s sooo sensitive everywhere after being so deprived of touch he eventually convinced himself he was repulsed by it. he gets worked up so easy.

kissing his neck and drawing circles on his nipples gets him clenching his jaw and turning his head to downplay how squirmy it gets him. he’s embarrassed - and even more embarrassed when you point it out - how quickly the buds grow pricked and hard. his breath hitches at first. for a while (every single time) he’s convinced he can control his voice.

you don’t even have to up the ante. stroking and rubbing nonstop has his stoic disposition devolve until soft precious whines begin to slip out, and his back is raising wherever your touch goes.

you just barely use your nails to drag your fingertips down his waist, and he breaks out in goosebumps. you can make his toes curl if you pinch and tug his nipples enough, and make him moan when you let up.

and when his pale skin is rosy all the way to his ears, his navel is heaving, and the outline of his cock through his pants couldn’t be tighter, he’s really nearing the end of his rope. he’s sooo embarrassed, but he can’t stop from whimpering and whining either.

by far the best way to embarrass him the most is to rub and push his pecs together. bonus points if you have your lips closed on his nipple as you do. at that point he’s lost all his attitude and just needs you to touch him already.

but too bad.

the “teasing” is torturous up until he’s shaking and dangerously close to cumming in his pants when you haven’t touched his poor cock once. it’s to the point he’s shuddering if you squeeze his thigh. its so cute. rly.

you alternate tugging and rubbing quick hard circles when his knees randomly wobble and his back arches, his body locking completely stiff. he thrashes his head back when he finally comes, and next to the volume of his whining, and his hips thrusting into nothing is trulyyyy special.

all you’re doing is playing with his nipples yes, but you’ve teased him for so long that he cums hard anyway. it’s easy (and fun) to make him cum like that

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levisjinchuriki · 1 year

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pound me

summary: levi is a tender lover, but after a bad week you just want him to dominate you

warning: NSFW, dom!levi, sub!reader, spanking, profanity, vague mention of subspace, afab!reader, overstimulation, unprotected sex, creampie, cocky!levi, praising, aftercare, petnames (baby, good girl, sweet girl)

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levi keeps his lips on your skin as his hips softly meet yours. his short hair tickles as the front few pieces glide against you, leaving goosebumps. one of your hands is linked near your head with his. he always did this when you were intimate with him. he was always such a gentle lover.

but gentle is not what you want. you want him to be rough with you.

you had such a shit week, the new cadets were a pain in your ass. you had twice as much paperwork to fill out, having to do it by yourself since you couldn’t trust any of the new soldiers to do it correctly. all week your mind had been filled with thoughts of what needed to be done and you had no way to get your frustration out, too busy with deadlines and the pressures of being a leader.

you wrap your legs tighter around his waist, inviting him deeper into you. the action makes him whimper. “more”, you plead. levi picks up the pace slightly, but continues to keep his hips meeting yours with light thrusts. his grip on your hand tightens. you whine. as good as he feels you know you need more. you need him to invade your senses, take control of you, make you forget everything except his name. it’s what you want, no- need, right now. “levi”, you mewl.

you feel his lips against the sweet spot of your neck. he sucks lightly, but it wasn’t enough. nothing was enough. levi could tell something was wrong. you had been frustrated all week. the same tone was clear in your voice. it doesn’t bother him though, he’s more focused on trying to make you feel good.

“tell me what you need, sweet girl”, he encourages. levi is so attentive to you, always. he’ll give you anything you ask of him, anything. he never wants you to experience the lack of love and proper care that he had to. he never wants you to question his loyalty. he would give you everything you wanted, you just had to ask.

“pound me”, you surprise him by saying. almost immediately the kisses on your neck stop, along with the movement of his hips. you whine as his tender loving halts. it’s the opposite of what you need right now.

levi pulls back from your neck and gives you a look. at any other time you would’ve been embarrassed by your statement. you had never requested this from him before. he’s made it a point to never be rough with you. he doesn’t have many things in his life that he considers to be precious, but you are definitely one of them.

“pound you?”, he echoes. his voice is deeper than usual. his pupils are blown out and he’s breathing heavily through his nose. if he’s being honest, he’s always wanted to take things up a notch in the bedroom. but since he knew how dominating and intense he could be he held back, not granting himself that luxury. he never thought it would be something you wanted, as well. it excited him.

“please”. levi unlinks his fingers from yours, opting to hold onto the headboard. you could see the change in his eyes. if you wanted rough levi, then that’s exactly what he’ll give you.

he rests his forehead against yours, maintaining intense eye contact as his hips start moving again. it’s slow at first, but he gradually picks up the pace. you can hear your skin connecting every time he pushes into you. you feel your chest vibrate as you let out a satisfied moan. your hands find his back and you press your fingertips into his spine as you keep eye contact with him.

“you want me to pound you?”. his voice is husky as he restates your request, mocking you. you whimper out a small “mhm” as your fingertips dig further into his skin. his own hands grip the wood tighter, still showing a bit of restraint before he decides to unleash the demon inside him.

you bite your lip to keep your cries at bay. you’ve barely begun and you already feel so much pleasure. you really had no idea what levi had in store for you.

levi’s gaze shifts down to your lips. he can hear the restraint in your voice as you hold back your wails of pleasure. he frowns, deciding he doesn’t like that. levi experiments, reaching his hand down to pop you on the cheek. it wasn’t a hard slap, just enough to get his point across.

it’s his first time trying it, he doesn’t want to hurt you. but the act makes you release the hold you have on your bottom lip and stare at him, eyes full of submission. “wanna hear you”, he reasons. you seem to like it. you nod against him and he praises you for being his good girl. the petname makes you shiver.

he’s never called you that in bed. he usually reserves that name for when you reach a goal you had in mind. like when you were just a cadet and levi was helping you train. or when you finally started eating again after you lost some of your squad members on a mission a while back. but never in bed.

you don’t even have time to comment on how much you like the name because levi is adjusting his position, drilling himself deeper into you. his right hand holds onto your thigh as he places your left leg over his shoulder. it makes your head spin. there’s something primal behind his eyes. you’ve definitely set something off inside him.

“oh!-” you gasp at how deep he feels. your eyes flutter closed, head lolling to the side as you let out a deep groan in pleasure. he was hitting that spot. the one that always made you weak.

he laughs at you. fucking laughs. “yeah?” levi encourages, his head following yours. your usually low moans are now high-pitched. it’s your sign that you were close. your chest rises and falls quickly as you continue to gasp through every breath. your hand snakes up to hold onto the hair behind his head. you’re feeling too good to speak.

levi looks at you through his bangs, smirking as he watches you lose control. “feels good?”. he doesn’t have to hear your response to know it’s true. not when you’re submitting to him like this.

then you feel it. the telltale signs you’re about to come. the furrowing of your brows, the trembling of your thighs, the tightening of your abs. you push your hands against levi’s shoulders. you always did when you were close. it’s useless to try to move him away, though. he’s much stronger than you. the action made him lean his body more into yours.

“levi” your voice is small as you try to warn him of your release. your faces are so close together you’re sharing a breath. his gaze watches as your brows pinch closer together. your mouth hangs open as you teeter on the edge.

“come on, baby”, he’s begging you, wanting to see how good he makes you feel. he can feel you squeezing him, knowing it will only be another second before you snap.

“give it to me”, he tells you. he wants you to come. needs you to come around him. he’s close too, but levi isn’t quite done with you yet. he was giving you exactly what you wanted. all he wanted in return was for you to finish. it was his reward. he's much more of a giver than receiver.

he feels you before he hears you...coming on him, clenching around him. it almost makes him finish right there. “nnngh”, you groan out.

“that’s it” he praises you. levi’s hips are still working against yours to help you through your release. it takes him a while before he stops, slowing his pace gradually so he can softly bring you down from your high. when the feeling is finally over you open your eyes to look at him. his cheeks are flushed, skin tacky and a small smile is on his lips.

“that was so good”, you say breathlessly. “exactly what i needed”. he allows you to bring him into a kiss, knowing it was your way of thanking him for making you feel so good.

“you’re not hurt, are you?”, he asks once your lips part. he’s already inspecting your body, making sure he didn’t accidentally injure you while making love. you shake your head with a small smile.

“no, levi”, you confirm. his thumb strokes your cheek for a moment. although he still has something in store for you, he’s still concerned about your wellbeing. you hadn’t complained once, but it was natural for him to worry about you.

“good”, he says quietly to himself. he gives you a minute to catch your breath before turning you over. he grabs your hips and pulls them to his, making your back arch.

you furrow your brows and look back at him. he was staring intensely at your ass, nostrils flaring. “levi, what-”, you’re interrupted by a harsh slap to one of your ass cheeks.

this is new. it’s nice.

really nice.

“i didn’t come yet, did i?”, he asks you. you were so caught up in your own pleasure you didn’t realize he hadn’t finished.without another word, levi pushes himself inside you from.

you let out a hum as he fills you up again. as impossible as it seems, you’re even more full than before. you allow your head to sink against the bed as you close your eyes, already feeling immense pleasure.

levi lets out a satisfied moan as he sheaths himself all the way. he can never get used to how you mold around him so perfectly. “you always feel so good”, he tells you. the compliment goes straight to your heat, making you clench around him. levi shudders and grips your hips to get a hold of himself. “s-shit- stop squeezing me like that”, he warns you.

it’s not long before levi starts moving, setting a bruising pace as the back of your thighs slap against the front of his. his head tilts forward and he allows himself to moan freely. it’s deep, desperate, animalistic. you always loved hearing it. he watches your ass cheeks jiggle with every thrust. the ripples of your soft skin is hypnotizing.

“my god-levi!”. this is the loudest you’ve been in bed. you’re borderline screaming as he drills into you so good. the sound of his hips harshly meeting yours sounds like heaven.

he watches as you tightly grip onto the sheets to ground yourself. he’s really pounding you, exactly like you’d asked him to.

“is this what you wanted, my love?”. he sounds different, darker. you knew how intense he could be while his uniform was on, but this was an entirely different levi.

“yes!”, you squirm. you can feel your toes curl as he coaxes another orgasm from you. you gasp, thighs trembling once again. he fucks you through your second release. levi doesn’t let up, not one bit. he can’t, not when he’s so close.

you’re overstimulated. it pains you as much as it pleasures you. you moan his name. he feels so, almost too good. you can’t help but weakly reach back and try to push him away. you could already feel yourself coming close, again. he takes your wrist and pins it to your back, not faltering his movements for a second.

“baby-”, you call out to him. your voice cracks. you pant as you feel yourself about to come. you don’t think you can handle another orgasm. you try to run from him as he digs into your guts, but it just sets him off.

“stop fucking moving” he orders harshly, pushing against your back so you’re stuck in place. he’s really being rough now. levi is selfishly chasing his own release, not having any remorse for you. he’s all you feel. his name is the only word you can think of. your moans paired with his are the only sounds that exist to you right now. he’s flooding your senses like you’d hoped for.

the angle is harsh. it’s so hard to breathe. you love it.

he’s cursing under his breath, a habit when his brain shuts off. your eyes shut tightly as you come closer to your third release of the night.

“please, please”. you’re not sure who’s begging at this point.

levi lets out a deep growl. there it is. he’s finally right there at the edge with you. his eyes are slowly closing as he focuses on how you feel. how you always wrap around him so perfectly and how you’re saying his name and begging him to come with you.

a loud, broken, violent sob escapes him as he comes hard inside of you. his thighs shake as he fills you up for the first time. he’s always so careful to pull out, but you brought out the animal in him. he lets out cute whimpers as he comes down from his high and catches his breath.

your third orgasm has you seeing stars. your abs ache from how hard you came. levi’s relentless drilling has you winded.

when he comes back to reality he hears you catching your breath. the force on your back has disappeared, allowing you to breathe normally again. he looks at you all fucked out for him. your backside is flushed from his skin hitting yours. he can even see where he had spanked you earlier.

levi slowly eases out and you shudder at the loss of him. once he lets go of your hips you sink into the bed. your breaths are already evening out. you feel light, not noticing how sore your body is. he took good care of you, in ways you never thought possible. levi is a talented lover, of course, but you have never experienced a high like this before.

in the time you were out levi has already cleaned both of you up, put on his boxers and brought you a glass of water. he’s also made sure to put away the clothes you both had ripped off earlier and stacked a folded pajama set for you to slip into once you wake up. levi is an expert in aftercare, knowing just what you need. after settling back in bed, he makes sure to pull the blanket over your waist to cover you up a bit. he lays on his side facing you as his fingertips softly run against your back. his once red skin is now back to its usual pale color. his hair is still messy, but somehow it looks perfect. his eyes hold so much fondness as he looks at you. it takes a while for you to come to, but when you do levi is right there, treating you so delicately.

you’ll definitely be sore for the next week. but you don’t mind one bit. it’ll be a reminder of how well levi satisfied you. if he can have you feeling this good every night the pain will be worth it.

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⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆ thank you for reading!! this is my first levi fic ever, i hope you enjoyed :) please send a request!! i write for aot characters: just levi for now and naruto characters: naruto, sasuke, shikamaru, jiraiya, itachi, kakashi ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆

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