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Summary:Kakashi can’t ignore the jealousy that burns inside him when Gin dares to kiss you goodbye — even if you’re asleep. Tension boils over as Kakashi finally confronts the feelings you’ve both been dancing around. But just when things start to unravel emotionally, your body gives out in a terrifying flare of glowing scars and blood, throwing Kakashi into a panic he’s never known. Battle-hardened, yes — but watching you fade? That’s a war he doesn’t know how to fight. And he refuses to lose.
Warnings: Swearing, nudity, violence
Eventually, you had fallen back asleep. His fingers gently combed through your hair, grazing against your skin. He watched as your chest gently rose and fell with each passing breath.
Soon, Gin walked back into the room.
“The weather’s going to pick up soon. I’m going to go ahead and get back to the Leaf Village,” he said quietly, careful not to wake you.
He stepped closer, kissed your cheek, then turned to walk away.
Kakashi felt that small anger bubble again.
“That ninja has no fear—kissing you like that in front of me,” he growled under his breath.
The door clicked shut. Kakashi quickly summoned a shadow clone to close your bedroom door.
You stirred at the slight creak. Groggily, you looked over and saw Kakashi lying next to you, eyes locked on yours.
“What?” you muttered, slightly annoyed that he was watching you sleep.
“Nothing.”
Rolling your eyes, you started to get up—but Kakashi pulled you back into bed.
“No. The weather’s getting worse again. We need to talk.”
“There’s nothing to talk about.”
“Bullshit, Y/N.”
Kakashi leaned in, his hand gently gripping your chin, lips ghosting over yours.
“What are you—”
He felt your heartbeat spike.
“Nervous?” he smirked.
“No. Just wondering why you’re so close.”
“Because even after a year apart, your body still reacts to me. And only me.”
Your left eyebrow rose. “What do you mean by that?”
“Gin kissed your cheek goodbye in front of me. Not even a blip in your heartbeat.”
“I was asleep, you fucking moron.”
“I brushed your hair, laid small kisses on your arm while you slept—your heart raced. Your body knows.”
“This is how you analyze things after everything I told you, Kakashi?”
He stopped. You were right. This wasn’t the time to play, to pretend like everything was fine.
You rolled out of bed, grabbing some clothes and a towel from your closet.
“I’m going to take a shower. Then I’ll get breakfast going.”
Kakashi nodded, watching you disappear into the bathroom. He sat up, leaning back against the headboard. The sound of water hitting the tub echoed softly.
He wondered what you were thinking about.
You stood in the shower, washing your body when a sharp pain lit up one of your scars. You looked down—it was glowing. Then another began to glow. And another. The pain spread fast. Searing.
You gasped, your body giving out and collapsing in the tub. Your head hit the edge with a sickening thud. Everything went dark.
Kakashi’s head snapped up at the sound. He opened the bathroom door slowly.
“Y/N?.. Are you—”
His heart dropped.
Blood streaked the tub. Your scars were glowing a vivid, unnatural green.
Rushing to you, he pulled you from the tub, wrapped you in your towel, and carried you to the bed.
He dried you off and threw a blanket over your body, his voice breaking as he shouted:
“SAKURA!”
She rushed in, eyes going wide at the glowing scars and blood from the back of your head.
“Shit...”
Kakashi stood frozen. In all his years, all the missions, all the near-deaths—he had never been so scared.
“I—I can’t heal her. If I try, I’ll hurt both of us.”
“Sensei, hold on—I might know something,” Sakura said, darting away.
He heard cabinets slam open and shut. Then the front door. A minute later, Sakura was back with a bowl of paste.
She smeared it over your scars—no reaction of pain, but the glow began to dim.
After washing her hands, she began to heal the gash on your head. Kakashi knelt beside the bed, looking down at you, worn and hollowed out.
Sakura glanced up. She’d never seen him like this. Not even once during war.
“Sakura…” you murmured weakly, your eyes fluttering open and shut, “Don’t waste your... chakra...”
She ignored you, her healing focused and fast.
—
A full day passed. You were moving slowly, but at least you were moving.
“You have to get back to the Leaf, Kakashi,” you whispered as he sat on the bed staring at you.
“Not without you. You need to see Orochimaru.”
You sighed, shaking your head.
“I’ll make time to see him later. I’m not go—”
“NO.”
He stood, voice sharp.
“I’m not taking that for an answer. You’re coming with me and the team. That’s final. I don’t give a flying fuck if I have to knock your ass out and drag you back myself.”
Description: Kakashi never knew the depth of what she endured after he left—he just thought she moved on. But after a snowstorm forces him back into Y/N Senju’s life, old memories unravel. The resilient kunoichi he once knew is scarred in ways he never imagined.Now, as secrets of bloodlines, torture, and betrayal surface, Kakashi must face the reality of what he abandoned… and the woman who survived it all without him.
Warnings: Angst-heavy. Slow-burn. Messy history. Emotional scars. And maybe, just maybe—healing.
“Kakashi, I swear to God, if you move your leg anymore, I’m going to suffocate…”
“Not much room in this tree trunk,” he muttered, trying to shift slightly.
Your back was pressed to his chest, giving you both a little more room—but it didn’t help that your butt was against his crotch. He did his best to ignore the very real effect it was having on him.
“Well, this is awkward,” you mumbled, scanning the area for unfamiliar chakra.
“Quit moving… please…” he whispered into your ear.
“I’m not moving, I’m breathing,” you chuckled softly.
At the time, you were around 23, and Kakashi was about 20—you, the older of the two. His warm breath on your neck made your head spin slightly.
“You’ve got goosebumps,” he said quietly. “Am I having an effect on you, Y/N?”
You rolled your eyes and looked back at him just as distant shouting echoed from your comrades. You both jumped down from the tree, Kakashi following close behind.
“So are you going to tell me what’s going on? What happened to you?” Kakashi asked, lying on his side, facing you.
You stared up at the ceiling, refusing to meet his eyes. “No.”
“Why not? And don’t give me that confidential bullshit…”
Glaring at him, your eyes brimmed with tears. He sat up slightly and pulled you into his arms. You stiffened at first—but the floodgates opened, and you sobbed into his chest. He kissed your cheek, your shoulder, your hair. His grip never loosened.
“Y/N Senju… I need you to tell me what happened.”
You finally looked at him—his eyes full of concern, anger, and confusion. You nodded slowly and began to explain.
“Yes, Kazekage. I understand.” You bowed to Gaara with a gentle smile.
Over the years and countless missions, you had grown to deeply care for the Sand Village.
“They’re after Temari, Naruto, and Kakashi. We’re not sure why, but Temari’s been targeted more than once. We need to keep her safe.”
You nodded again, stuffing a few more kunai into your bag.
“Gin, take your squad and follow. But don’t get too close—we don’t want to tip off these rogue ninjas.”
Gin nodded, relaying your orders to his team.
With a few quick hand signs, your appearance changed—you now looked exactly like Temari.
“It’s scary how well you can do that,” Gaara said, watching you closely.
Running through the forest, you felt no chakra around you. But something felt off. Each tree branch beneath your feet felt heavier.
“This isn’t genjutsu,” you muttered, eyes scanning.
Genjutsu had never affected you—you could always see through it.
You slowed, hyperaware of your surroundings. Your vision started to blur.
“Fuck… what is happening?”
Looking down, you noticed thin cuts all over your legs. Razor-sharp wire.
You turned, noticing broken strings hanging from the branches.
“Shit… poison.”
Forming a quick hand seal, you sliced your palm and smeared blood across a summoning scroll.
A large white wolf appeared.
“Kita—get to Gin. Something’s wrong. Watch out for the strings!”
The wolf nodded and bolted off.
Leaning heavily against a branch, you realized the poison was spreading fast. You couldn’t hold the transformation much longer.
“Well, well, well… If it isn’t the princess of the Sand.”
You looked up to see a tall man with long hair and glowing purple eyes approaching from the next branch.
Mentally, you knew you had to keep up the act—just long enough for Gin to find you.
“What do you want?” you asked coldly.
“Well… since you have special blood—I want it.”
Your mind wasn’t processing fast enough.
“And by the way… I was never really after Temari. I knew they’d send you, Y/N Senju.”
He grinned cruelly as your vision went black.
You woke up chained in a cave.
“Finally awake?” a voice called out from the shadows.
A figure stood from a chair and walked closer.
“Don’t even try to escape. Those are chakra-binding chains—nearly impossible to break.”
He was right. You could already feel it. Even attempting to push chakra through them was useless.
“Why am I here?” you asked. “You said you weren’t after Temari. Why me?”
His grin made your stomach churn.
“You’re Y/N Senju—hidden in the Leaf. But you were adopted by the Senju clan as a small child. Saved by Tsunade’s aunt. Your real family? Killed.”
You narrowed your eyes.
“Alpha wolf lovers… wiped out one by one because of the element in your blood. If weaponized, it could kill thousands. That’s why I have you here.”
You laughed bitterly. “My blood? I doubt it. My family died in the war.”
“You’re half right. They were hunted by the Hidden Cloud. Just like the Uchiha—if your power was discovered, you’d be eliminated.”
It didn’t make sense.
He stepped closer, placing two fingers against your forehead.
Your vision went black.
A memory surged—your mother and father fighting dozens of enemies.
“Kita! Take Y/N and get her out of here!” your mother screamed, placing you on the wolf’s back.
You watched them die.
Tears streamed down your cheeks.
“That… wasn’t genjutsu,” you whispered.
“No. I unlock memories.”
He leaned in again. “The element in your blood has been hunted for generations. There was a rumor you survived. It took years to find you… but don’t worry. You won’t live to see what I do with your blood.”
You lunged, pulling against the chains and slamming into him, knocking him back.
“They’ll find me. They always do.”
“I doubt your little wolf made it. It’s probably dead.”
Your heart stopped. Kita had been with you since childhood. Your bond was unbreakable.
The tears came harder.
Kakashi’s arms were like a vice around you as you told the story. His heart pounded in his chest.
“For ten days… he experimented on me. On day two, he stripped me. He had a serrated knife laced with some kind of toxin. The burn—the smell of skin melting—it made me vomit.
“He stabbed me over and over. Light cuts. Deep ones. Always with that same knife. When I talked back, he hit me in the face.”
You swallowed hard.
“On the tenth day, I was about to die. And then… I heard howling. Kita found me. Gin was with her. They killed the guards. Gin broke the chains and carried me to Tsunade.
“She tried to heal me. Every time she used chakra, it burned her. I almost died. I came to terms with it. I told her everything. She confirmed it—my family was hunted. Because of a rumor.”
Kakashi’s hands shook. Rage overtook him.
“I’m going to find that man,” he said, voice low. “I’ll gut him.”
“Tsunade never told anyone—not even you.”
“She didn’t?”
“I begged her not to. It would’ve put people in danger. Put a target on my back.”
He looked around the room, still tense. “You’re not safe out here alone…”
“I need to be here. I tried staying in the Leaf. That’s how I found out you were sleeping with half the village.”
Kakashi flinched.
“Tsunade tried to make you my bodyguard. I refused.”
Kakashi looked down. He hadn’t even known you were near him.
“Can I… see the scarring again?”
You nodded and lifted your shirt slowly.
His fingers traced the jagged lines carefully.
Then, without hesitation, he kissed one. Then another. Then more.
Description: After a harsh snowstorm forces Kakashi and his students to seek shelter, they arrive at the remote home of Y/N Senju—a powerful kunoichi from his past and a love he left behind. Tension brews as old wounds, unspoken regrets, and unresolved feelings resurface in the warmth of her secluded onsen retreat. But when another man from Y/N’s life shows up, Kakashi is forced to confront everything he tried to bury—including his own jealousy. Set against the backdrop of war scars, snowy nights, and slow-burning desire, this is a story of love lost, truths revealed, and the painful path to redemption.
Kakashi didn’t know what to say after that. What could he say? That he was sorry?
“Y/N…” he muttered, staring down at his feet. He felt selfish. He’d left you hanging, ignored you for months, then acted like you were a stranger for the past year and a half.
“Kakashi, just go back to the house. Please. I’d like to get naked in my own onsen.”
Kakashi’s eye twitched. The image of your naked body in the water… He growled quietly to himself. “It’s nothing I haven’t seen before.”
Looking him straight in the eye, you dropped your towel.
Kakashi’s gaze zeroed in on your body—and the scars. New ones, jagged, healed over but harsh.
“What… What is that from?” he asked, instantly closing the distance between you.
“You haven’t seen the new me, Kakashi.”
“I demand to know who hurt you—”
You rolled your eyes and let out a bitter laugh. “Demand? You demand it? What a joke.”
You bent down, grabbing your towel again. In a blink, you were pressed against the cold cedar wall. Kakashi held your shoulder there, the towel now floating in the water.
“Let me go.”
“You don’t expect me to just let this go, do you? You showed me—”
“I showed you because I’m not the same girl who was a lovestruck fool. I’ve been through hell since you left. And instead of being meek about it, I figured I’d show you.”
Kakashi heard your words, but his focus was on the rigid, crisscrossing scars. They had to have taken months to heal. How hadn’t he heard of this…? He reached out, tracing them gently. You looked away.
The physical pain was long gone. The emotional pain—it still lingered.
He remembered your battle with Pain—how you came closest, besides Naruto, to taking him down. And during the war, you had blocked an attack from the Ten Tails alone.
“Who did this to you…? I’ll make them pay,” Kakashi said, voice low and threatening.
“Please… just drop it.” You shoved him back and walked away.
“That tattoo… That’s new, too.”
He reached out again, fingertips brushing over the giant wolf inked on your back. The involuntary moan that escaped your lips made your cheeks flush red.
“I… I gotta go.” You yanked away, pulled your towel out of the onsen, and walked back to the hut, tugging your clothes on with shaking hands.
Lying in bed, you stared at the ceiling.
Sleep didn’t come easy—not with him in the other room.
You had been tossing for two hours. Naruto and Sakura’s snores echoed faintly from their rooms. Then, a flicker of chakra—a familiar one—appeared outside.
You rose, walking quietly to the living room.
Kakashi was on the couch, nose in one of his pervy novels.
When you opened the door, a gust of snow blew in—and behind it, a familiar figure.
“Y/N! So glad you’re home. I got caught in the storm. Think I could crash here ‘til it calms down?”
“Gin,” you said, smiling lightly. A friend from the Sand. He ran messages between the Hokage and Kazekage. You’d met him on missions over the years.
“Of course. Let me get you some food. I’ve got guests, but you can sleep in my bed with me.”
Kakashi lowered his book slightly. His gaze snapped to the man now eyeing you like a prized catch.
“Thanks, beautiful.” Gin kissed your cheek, cheeks pink from the cold.
“Your lips are freezing. Get in the shower and warm up. I’ll heat up some curry and make tea.”
You served him a plate and poured tea. Gin reemerged in spare clothes, chuckling. “Glad I left these here last time!”
He sat down and beamed. “Oh man—your famous curry!”
He noticed the other ninja and waved cheerfully. “Hello!”
Kakashi nodded curtly, expression unreadable.
You added more wood to the fire. Gin watched you closely.
“Y/N—how’ve you been? You weren’t on the last Sand mission. Both the Kazekage and Hokage requested you, I thought?”
Twisting a log in your hands, you sighed. “Ran into trouble. They both know why I wasn’t there.”
Gin’s brows knit slightly. “You’re upset by a memory…”
He walked over, arms full of warmth and good intentions. Hugged you. Kissed your forehead.
“It’s okay, beautiful. I’m here.”
Gin was… kind. Gentle. Funny. Strong. And yeah, sometimes it ended in the sheets.
You offered a weak smile. “We do need more firewood. There’s more food if you’re still hungry.”
He nodded, heading back to the kitchen. You pulled on your coat and boots, grabbed the axe, and stepped out into the snow.
“So… you’re Kakashi of the Hidden Leaf,” Gin said, sipping tea.
Kakashi lowered the book again, eye twitching. “Mhm.”
He didn’t like this guy. Not at all. The feeling came out of nowhere, and it rattled him.
“I’ve heard good things. Pretty insane mission count. The Kazekage says you’re gonna be the next Hokage—congrats!”
Kakashi swung his legs down, setting the book aside. “Yeah. I am. I’m on a mission with my students right now. Still about a year before I take the title.”
“Gaara said you helped during the war. Tough times. But Y/N—she kicked ass. Blocked a Ten Tails attack solo. Sheesh. Wouldn’t want to piss her off!”
Kakashi said nothing. Just tapped his fingers against his knee.
A few minutes later, he stood. “I better help Y/N get the wood.”
He dressed and walked out, tracking your chakra. He found you swinging the axe. Your posture—defeated.
“Chidori!”
He sliced the log in one hit. You looked up, eyes catching the glow from the lightning.
“I could’ve done that,” you muttered. “I take pride in doing things naturally.”
“Our chakra is natural,” he rebutted.
“Hatake, go inside, please…” you groaned.
“Who is he to you?!” Kakashi blurted out. The words spilled before he could stop them.
“What?”
“Gin. That guy in there. The way he touches you. Calls you beautiful. Acts so familiar. What is he to you, Y/N? And answer honestly.”
You didn’t look up. Just kept splitting wood.
“You know… the one thing I never did was lie to you, Kakashi Hatake. Ever.”
“Tell me. Now.”
He stepped closer, mask lowered. His face—dead serious.
“A friend. A close friend.”
A partial truth.
“Bullshit.”
You sighed, voice even. “Fine. A friend. A fuck buddy. An emotional confidant. An orgasm giver.”
You went to swing again.
Kakashi caught the axe.
“Run that by me one more time?”
“A friend. A fuck buddy. An emotional confidant. An orgasm—”
His hand flew to your mouth, silencing you.
“You let him—him—touch you?”
You raised a brow, laughing beneath his hand. You pulled it away, stunned.
“Let him? Yes, I let him. And he touched me very well. How dare you act upset after you walked away—riding high on the Hokage title, probably fucking half the women in every village you passed. What a fucking joke, Kakashi.”
You bent to collect the split wood, stuffing it in a sack.
He didn’t move.
He couldn’t.
He had no right to feel this angry. No right to want to kill the man in your home.
Then—you felt the shift.
He tackled you into the snow, your back pressed into the cold as he loomed above you.
“I refuse to let you sleep next to that man while I’m in that house!”
“Do you think I’d fuck him senseless with my ex and his students in the next room? Really? I’m a lot of things, but a whore isn’t one of them.”
“Really? You spread your legs for the next guy who gave you attention!”
Kakashi’s calm had cracked, completely.
You blinked. “If it wasn’t for your chakra pattern, I’d swear you weren’t even the same man. Fuck off, Kakashi.”
You pushed him off and stood, brushing snow from your coat.
“If I wanted to sleep with him, I’d take him to the onsen.”
In one fluid movement, you vanished.
Kakashi looked up just in time to see you at the doorway, sack of wood slung over your shoulder.
Thought I would post something I have been working on -
Kakashi x Reader
Warnings: 18+, Anger, Sadness..Swearing.. nothing much yet ;)
“Fuck…” Kakashi whispered, shielding his face from the snow pelting his winter cape. He glanced behind him—Sakura and Naruto were close, shivering.
“Sensei—the snow’s getting worse. We need to find shelter,” Sakura called out.
Kakashi scanned the area, trying to get his bearings. They were close. Too close. He had no choice now—he’d have to bring them to your home. His heart pounded at the thought of seeing your face again. That smile...
“Follow me. Hurry—we don’t have long,” he said sharply.
You heard the knock before you felt the chakra. Familiar, steady, unthreatening.
Opening the door slowly, you froze.
The man who had once warmed your bed—who you had fought wars beside—was standing at your doorstep.
“Hatake…?” you murmured. It was him. No illusions. No tricks.
Opening the door further, you stepped aside to let him in, followed by two younger shinobi. “I’m sorry to intrude,” Kakashi said. “We were on a mission when the snow hit out of nowhere. We tried to make it to the village, but… no luck.”
“I suppose you’re hungry and cold. Take off your shoes, hang your wet gear on the hooks. I’ve got some beef curry on the stove.” You turned to the younger ones. “Naruto, Sakura—help yourselves to the closet. There are spare clothes. If you’d like to shower, clean towels are in the hallway closet.”
Your eyes hadn’t left Kakashi’s. His hadn’t left yours.
“Thanks! Um… what was your name?” Sakura asked, a little awkward.
Breaking eye contact with Kakashi, you turned to the pink-haired kunoichi. “Senju. Y/N Senju. You’re my cousin’s famous student—Haruno Sakura.”
You offered her a small smile and a polite bow.
Sakura blushed. “You know Granny?!”
Naruto’s voice echoed from the guest bedroom as he rustled through clothes. “You know Granny Tsunade?!”
“I do. Though I’m sure she hates being called that,” you replied dryly. “I’m her younger cousin—adopted into the clan.”
Your tone was calm and steady.
Naruto sat in the guest room, waiting for Sakura to finish her shower. Kakashi still hadn’t moved—watching your every motion from the doorway.
You chopped carrots, potatoes, and meat, carefully assembling the curry. You washed a mountain of rice and set it on the stove. Then, without a word, you opened the fridge, pulled out a cold beer, popped the cap, and walked it over to him.
“Sit down. Shut up. Have a drink. Let’s make this as painless as possible, yeah?”
Kakashi reached for the bottle, his fingers brushing over yours. The contact sparked down your spine like a jolt of lightning. You pulled your hand back quickly and turned on your heel, retreating to the kitchen and stirring the curry—eyes focused anywhere but him.
He never stopped watching you.
“Naruto-kun, Sakura-chan—come eat. Hatake—you too,” you called.
The table was set: mountains of white rice, curry, salad, green tea, pickled cucumbers, and a few other small dishes. You served Sakura, Naruto, Kakashi, and finally yourself.
“Senju-sama… usually the youngest dishes up…” Sakura said, swaying awkwardly.
“Sakura, you were caught in a snowstorm after what I assume was a hard mission. This region isn’t kind—bandits, rogue ninja, tensions with bordering villages. I know what it’s like. The least I can do is get your food.”
You smiled gently, and Sakura nodded, grateful.
“Thank you… for your hospitality,” she said softly.
“Thank you so much, younger Granny!!” Naruto chirped.
You laughed, shaking your head. “I suppose I am getting old, huh?”
“YOU IDIOT!” Sakura snapped, smacking Naruto on the head.
“I’m sorry…” he whimpered.
“Thank you, Y/N. The food is delicious,” Kakashi murmured.
You only nodded and focused on your own plate.
After dinner, Sakura and Naruto helped you clean up. You showed them to their rooms.
“Senju-sama… why do you have so many rooms? Such a big home? Is it just you here?” Sakura asked, curious.
You nodded. “I help shinobi passing through. I’m part of the outer defense for the Leaf. It’s quiet here.”
You handed her some extra blankets with a smile. She returned it—though something in your answer had made her heart ache a little.
Eventually, the two of them fell asleep.
You emerged with a pair of sweatpants and a shirt in your hands. “You left these here,” you said to Kakashi. “And I can tell you’re still cold. I’d change before I have to heal you.”
You tossed the clothes at him, then slipped on your boots near the front door.
“Where are you going? It’s a snowstorm out there,” he asked, frowning.
“To get more wood,” you said.
Kakashi glanced at the large pile already by the fireplace.
A lie.
It was code: Stay the fuck away from me.
An hour passed.
Kakashi grew worried. You’d gone out in nothing but boots. He opened the door and scanned the area, eventually spotting a dim light in the distance. Pulling on his coat and boots, he followed it.
There, nestled in the snow, was a small building.
An onsen.
You were sitting in the natural hot spring, hair wrapped in a towel, body covered in another.
“So… when did you build this?” he asked.
You hadn’t sensed him sneaking up. He wasn’t trying to hide.
“I had a free weekend.”
“Quit being short with me. Talk to me… please,” he said, his voice low—almost pleading.
You opened one eye and smirked. “Everyone thinks you’re so calm. So balanced. What they don’t know is you always have to have your way. So I gave it to you. I didn’t reach out. I didn’t chase. I let you leave. I let you break me. I watched you make a mockery of everything we built.”
The words hit him like shuriken to the chest.
“I… I thought you’d follow me…” he said, quietly.
You let out a cold laugh. “Get fucked, Kakashi. I did chase you. For years. Naruto’s right—now I’m the ‘younger granny.’ And those years are gone. I was just a secret you kept tucked away.”
“That’s not true. You were never a secret. And you’re not old. You’re… stunning. Just seeing you again, I—”
He took a step forward.
A kunai landed at his feet.
“Let me guess… now comes the line: ‘I was just trying to protect you.’” you sneered. “Save it. Here's something for your copy-nin brain: I never needed your protection. I can handle myself on the battlefield. The only thing I couldn’t handle…”
You met his gaze, voice low and breaking just slightly.
I had it in me to write some Daryl stories! This is going to be a solo fic but will turn into a series!!
Warnings: This is basically all smut.. 18+ only. Little bit of public fun. P in V. Wrap it up all.
Summary: Y/N had been gone for a bit too long for Daryl's liking. His play toy is finally back and dressed up in his favorite: leather.
“You have to slow down… I am not going to last long with the way you are grippin me..” You looked down at the man absolutely wrecked from the way you twirled your hips, taking him all the way with each stroke. “But it feels… so good Daryl..” the slight whimper at the end of the sentence made him cave at his desperate attempt for you to slow down. He had been under you for less that 5 minutes and he was ready to prematurely cum in your soaked heat. His hands traveled to your hips, he gripped them tightly, the flesh was indented by his strong hands. “Please…” He couldn’t help but moan a plea for you to keep going. His eyes traveled to the back of his head. He couldn’t control it, your grip on him was always unreal.. but tonight.. it was something else. How did you two find yourself in this position?
“Where is Y/N?” Daryl called out to Carol as she walked out of the house. “Not sure, haven’t seen her for a day or so. She said she was heading out to hunt for a bit. You know how she is, similar to you. Can’t keep her cooped up behind these walls without her going insane.” Nibbling at his thumb nail he sighed. “She shouldn’t be going out there alone!” “I think out of everyone here, she is the least one your need to be worried about Daryl. Y/N can take care of herself. What do you need her for anyways?” Daryl had to make up a lie on the spot. No one knew that for the past almost year, you had been sleeping together to pass the time and get some relief in this fucked up existence. “I need her help with my bike. She is good at relining the tire.” Daryl should have just said the truth, because Carol would see past that in a heart beat. “Right. Well if I see her, I will let her know you are looking for her.” With a nod he turned around back to his man cave of a room.
Another day went by and he was searching for you. It was odd that you hadn’t stopped by, even for a cig. Grabbing his crossbow he walked out of the home. “Where you headed?” Michonne asked from her deck. “To hunt.” “If your looking for y/n, she went on a run. She should have been back yesterday but I am guessing she got held up.” “I thought she went hunting?” Daryls voice had a whisper of concern. “No. She said there was a small city near here she passed when she was traveling. She remembered the area and wanted to check it out.” “She has to stop going alone. What direction?” “Daryl, she will be back. Just trust her skills.” Gritting his teeth, he headed towards the gate. He had to kill something to pass the time. Even if it was just a walker. Worried.
A small get together was happening at Rick and Michonne’s. Just to hang out and relax. Everyone had dressed up a bit and Rick was cooking some dinner. Daryl decided he would go to the plea of Carl. Walking into the house, he found his normal chair in the living room. Carol walked over handing him a small glass of whiskey. They chatted for a bit and his eyes were trained on the door. Waiting for you to get back.
Before long the door opened and you walked in. Daryl was taking a sip of the whiskey, choking it slightly at your appearance. The room went quiet when he saw the outfit you wore. A leather skirt, white button-up shirt, the top buttons open and your breasts peaking through. You hair up with his bandana wrapped around it, a few curls hanging out and some leather high heels. He couldn’t take his eyes off you for a second. “There you are!” you ran over hollering at the archer. “I got you something from my run! I just got back an hour and a half ago.” Opening the bag you had, you pulled out some leather boots. Harley Davidsons. Size 13. Handing them to him, he grabbed them looking them over. “I cleared a Harley Davidson. Your boots look like shit. So I got you some steel-toed ones. I also got you a few other things for your bike.” Daryl couldn’t speak. His eyes wide saucers looking at you. “Oh! And this!” Pulling out a handkerchief you opened it up showing a zippo lighter with a crossbow on it. “I thought it was kind of ironic the only three left and one was a cross bow! The other two I got, one is for Carl and I saved the one with a wolf on it.” Putting your hand on his shoulder, your smile highlighted your face as you walked past him to the kitchen. He heard you chatting with Carl. Showing him the lighter. “You got him a lighter Y/N.. He could burn himself!” Rick grumbled. “But he can carry a revolver?” Everyone laughed. “Toche!” Rick gave up.
Daryl slowly followed you into the kitchen. He talked to everyone but his eyes kept leaning back to you swiftly. That was until Spencer decided to get a bit handsy. His hand rubbed from your shoulder to the middle of your arm. It happened twice, as Daryl took a step forward to stop him he watched with lighting speed you grab a knife from the kitchen counter, get Spencer in a head lock and hold the knife to his neck “Listen here pretty boy.. you touch me again unprovoked.. I will cut off your balls and use them as training treats to the walkers out side the gate.. Then cut off your measly excuse of a dick. Don’t EVER fucking touch me again.” The original crew kept eating. You popping off at someone was common. They knew you would kill spencer if you felt really threated but, instead you opted to drop him. “Geez.. I was just going to ask you on a date!” He gasped. “Listen here boy.. I wouldn’t go on a date with you if you where the last fucking person on earth. You couldn’t handle me if you fucking tried.” The disgusted look you gave him had Michonne and Maggie laughing. Carol giving out a chuckle too. Spencer sped out of the house embarrassed by your dominance over him. “Sorry Carl. You didn’t need to hear that.” Carl shook his head. “Ive been through worse.” He joked. “That you have kid.” Flicking his hat you walked around to the back of the house grabbing more wine. Daryl made a quick b-line, hoping no one noticed. Feeling a hand on the middle of your back, you grabbed the bottle and felt another hand grab yours. “It is me..” he whispered in your ear. “You have been gone way to fucking long.. How dare you leave without letting me know..” He slightly nipped your neck, his hand sliding to cup your breasts over your shirt. “Your right.. he could never handle you.. The only name you will be calling out.. is mine..” your head was swimming. While you and Daryl were not in any type of relationship, he was the only one who could make you lose your train of thought. Grabbing the bottle of wine he popped the cork and poured two glassed “There you are Daryl, I thought you left!” Carol spoke. Daryl had a good sense of when people were near and when to drop the act with the two of you. “Needed help popping the cork. Busted my hand on the run.” Showing your hand, Daryl was so entranced with what you wore, he didn’t notice your hand was wrapped in bandages. “Few walkers came at me. Sliced my hand some glass before I killed them. Nothing too bad.” You could feel the heat from Daryl next to you. Not only would you get scolded later, but you also waited for Carol to go in on you also. Much to your surprise she didn’t.
Everyone started playing cards. You sat next to Daryl as you played poker. You felt his hand slowly crawl up your skirt. His fingers delicately tracing the outside of your panties. “Y/N are you ok..? You look flushed” Maggie asked concerned. “Just have a bit of a buzz on.” You chuckled to hide the moan as he circled your clit. You where dangerously close to cumming right at the table. It was Daryl, you, Rick, Michone, Maggie, Glen, Shasha and Carol playing cards. Luckily the attention was on Rick and Glen as they went back and forth with bids. You glanced over to the archer. A small smirk playing on his face. Anyone else would take it as a winning hand. But his winning hand was circling your buddle of nerves. “You can let go.. give up..” Daryl whispered in your ear. “ Cum on my fingers pretty girl..” You where so thankful music was playing right next to the two of you. Anyone would have been able to hear otherwise. He was torturing you. He was upset that you left without letting him know. He didn’t like you going off on your own at all. He accepted you could take care of yourself more than anyone else could. He just didn’t like it. He fingers got faster and your grip on the cards was strong. “Cum pretty girl…” he whispered again. There it was, you came with a silent whimper. Pretending to drop your cards, you went under the table to grab them. Gasping at the feeling extasy. Grabbing your cards you came back up. Everyone still focused on the commotion you laid your cards down. “Alright everyone, as fun as this was.. I was on a run for a few days and I am fucking exhausted.” Daryl looked at you slightly annoyed. Standing up, you gave hugs around the table and shuffled out the door.
Daryl couldn’t leave right after you or it would be obvious. He played another hand before using the excuse of going hunting in the morning. He walked back to his house, prepared to grab some rope and come back to your place. Opening the door, he smelt your familiar perfume. Looking over at his bed he saw you.. laying there naked.. Oh how he wished he had a camera. He shut the door, locking it. Sliding off his shoes, he made his way over to you. He crawled over you and attached his lips to yours. Not wasting anytime you slid your tongue in his mouth, the two of you fighting for dominance at every turn. When he was comfortable, you quickly switched positions, putting him on his back.
“Fuck.. Y/N I can’t last..” your hips move faster. Feeling every inch of him dive into your heat you loved seeing him so wrecked. It is something only you get to see. “FUCK Y/N!!” There it was.. his cum painting your insides. He gasped and groaned as he filled you. Pushing as deep as possible to extend his high. “Well, Dixon.. payback is a bitch.” As you slid off of him, he was confused in his post-high phase. Sliding on your clothes you winked at him and headed out the door. “Fuck… The control that woman has on me… I couldn’t even savor her..” Daryl was pissed off at his performance. He usually got you off three or four times minimum. He knows you never demanded it, but he couldn’t stop himself this time. Payback was indeed a bitch.. and he was going to make sure he fucked you raw next time.
WOW.. Been a bit!!! So, I finished The Walking Dead (Finally) and Daryl Dixon and decided to start writing for TWD too.
Here is a new one!
Warning: Sexual Themes, Vioulence, Abuse, Cursing
“It has been some time Y/N” Aaron spoke quietly, careful to not push your fight response. “Looking at the one armed man you smiled lightly. “Long time no see stranger. How are you?” Looking up from your garden, he looked around carefully to not step in any traps. “Follow the blue stones” Nodding he made his way to you. Sitting down, he watched as you picked vegetables and removed weeds. “Aaron, I know you didn’t come to watch me garden. What is going on?” He took a deep breath nodding. “We need you.. I need you..” Sighing slightly you took off your gardening gloves. “I can’t. Not if HE is around.” “I wouldn’t ask unless with was.. important..” Looking into his eyes you nodded once.
Giving the lowdown on the whisperers and the multiple people who died you didn’t know how to react. Jesus and Tara and you had been very close. Jesus coming to visit every so often to get away from the Hilltop. He often told you everything he knew about the surrounding areas.
Staring at the flowers, you didn’t know what to say. “I heard of the whisperers and seen them about a week ago. Judith told me about them too.” “Judith told you..?” looking back at him you nodded. “She sometimes sends a letter on Sawyer and he runs it back to me.”. Aaron nodded, picking at his zipper, trying to rip off the band aid of what his request was. “There is a girl,, named Lydia..” Aaron continued to tell you her struggles within the community. Everything that happened with her and how everyone treats her poorly. “I get that pain…” you spoke out looking to him. “What does she have to do with me Aaron?” “She would be safer with you.. You can relate to her in more ways than one..” “What would you tell everyone? Hey I dropped Lydia off at Y/N house?” Aaron chuckled. “No.. no one knows you live here beside Jesus and I . Plus you have it so blocked off and tapped up, if anyone did go looking for this place, they are long dead before the reach this cottage. “I can’t risk seeing him Aaron..” “He is at the Hilltop right now.. Lydia is in Alexandria… Gabriel, Rosita, Eugene.. we all miss you..” Putting your hand up you stopped him from talking anymore about it. “Fine.. Let me get my gear and we can head to get this poor girl..”
“Come on Buck!” getting on your horse, your white dog following by your side. “Sawyer, Scout!” The dog ran ahead of you and Aaron as you made your way to Alexandria.
Walking through the gate, you sucked in your teeth looking around. Memories flashing back to all the times with him. The stinging pain in your heart making its way to your stomach. The feeling making you want to vomit the lunch you had before leaving. Walking through the field of crops you saw a young girl picking weeds. Seeing her arms, you could tell instantly this is the girl Aarron told you about. “Lydia, can I speak to you?” Lydia stood up walking towards you. She looked nervous, looking you up and down. “Lydia this is Y/N. She is a trusted friend, amazing warrior and knows what it is like to be an outcast..” Aaron spoke sadly at the words. Lydias interest was peaked and her anxiety showed the way she wobbled back and forth. “Hello Lydia. As Aaron said my name is Y/N.. This is Sawyer..” nodding to your dog. “I live in a cottage about an hours ride from here. It is safe, secure and sustainable. I built it with my own two hands. I have a spare bedroom. I can teach you how to properly hunt, take care of yourself. Without relying on others..” You nodded to the rest of Alexandria. “Not to mention, you will be away from.. those who look down on you.. I won’t force you since you just met me. I am only staying the night. It will be up to you.” Speaking calmly to her you handed her a picture of your home. She looked it over and smiled lightly. “It is beautiful..” “It is home..” smiling to her. “Y/N?!” Hearing your name you looked behind Lydia. Gabriel and Rosita running over. “It has been years since we have seen you!!” Gabriel hugged you tightly, Rosita next. “Nice to see you two.” “What are you doing here?!” Rosita asked looking to Lydia than you. “I going to live with Y/N!” Lydia spoke before you could. “What? That is a council decision..” Gabriel spoke sternly, his demeanor changing quickly. “Fuck your council. This girl has been through hell. Instead of protecting her, you allow others to harm her. Because you think she is the result of the others death.” You stood in front of Lydia, putting and arm in front of her and placing her behind you swiftly. “It was a matter of time before you ran in with the Whisperers. Especially since they are on your doorstep. She is not to be at fault for the others death. Just like you Rosita are not the fault of Sashas. It was going to happen either way..” Rositas eyes went wide when you put it into perspective. Gabriel took one step forward. Drawing your swords quickly you held them to his neck. “ This isn’t up for discussion Gabriel.” Aaron chuckled silently. He know the council would try to intervene and you would not have it if someone was in danger.
Gabriel nodded once. Sliding your swords back in their holsters, you turned away from them , Sawyer and Lydia following you.. “You can sleep..” “I will sleep on the roof.” Speaking you cut off Gabriel. “I was just going to give her another hug.. she was ready to behead me..” he shook his head watching you lead Lydia away.
“Why are you helping me..?” Lydia spoke quietly. “Because, I know how it is.. I don’t know.. Just.. figured I could help you.” “You don’t know me though..” chuckling you looked back at her “You don’t know me either. But, I can sense you are a good kid.” “I can sense you can keep me safe” both of you chuckling staring at the night sky. “Why did you leave..?” “A man I loved.. crushed me to nothing..”
Waking up you felt a shoulder nudge. “Y/N you gotta go!” Aaron spoke out, worry in his eyes. “He is here. .I didn’t know he was coming back, I swear!” “Fuck..” Getting up, you slid your swords on your back. Lydia awoke seeing pull your hair to side noticing a tattoo she had seen before. It was a small skull on your neck, with X’s for eyes. “It is Daryl who broke… your heart.” Lydia spoke quietly. “Yeah..”
“It is fucking like you like puttin yahself in danger!” Daryl hollered at you. The fight was over with the saviors. Everyone was exhausted beyond reason. You had done a lot during the savior wars. Even getting asked to marry Negan to save Daryl. While Negan tried time and time again to kiss you, have sex with you.. you always had a quip or pushed him away. The sole reason you agreed, was to make sure Daryl stayed alive in lockup. “Putting myself in danger? Who the fuck are you talking too?!” Getting toe to toe with the archer you looked him in the eyes. “I fuckin saved your ass. Like I always fucking do. You were pinned down by all of them.. You really thought I was just going to let that happen?!” “You are a dumb bitch.. just go. I am so fucking sick of you always bitching and moaning. No one needs you here! Hell no one wants you here! Always going against Rick.. Just fucking go Y/N.. I am done with you.. with this relationship.. Fuck you..” Daryl didn’t break stride once as he said those words to you. Daryl and you had been jointed to the hip for years keeping each other safe. Not getting into a situationship till the prison. “GO!” He hollered shoving you, pushing a finger into your bullet wound on your right shoulder. Wincing, you stepped back. Never did you think Daryl would intentionally hurt you. Leaving the house, you walked to the park in Alexandria, looking over the water. Everyone was having a party, happy for everything to be done. When you started to walk back to your shared home, you saw Daryl putting his tongue down another woman’s throat. You packed a bag, and headed for the gate. That is when Tera tried to stop you.
You told Lydia some of the story. Not mentioning everything to save yourself new heartbreak. Getting into the house you walked down the stairs. Pulling a cloak over your head, you grabbed Lydia's hand. “Aaron get Buck and meet me at the gate..” Aaron nodded heading out the front door. You and Lydia headed out the back. The south side of the gate was the opposite where Daryl was last seen. “Sawyer!” calling to the dog, he quickly made way to you. Getting close to the gate, you saw Buck and Aaron standing there. Helping Lydia up first, you got on behind her. Aaron opened the gate quickly. Not even a minute after closing the door, Daryl walked by looking over Aaron who seemed out of breath. “You ok man?” Raising an eyebrow he looked him over. “YUP! Gracie just had me running around with her this morning!” Aaron mentally kicked himself for the lame excuse. The archer nodded slowly walking away from Aaron. Turning back to see the one handed man standing there looking past the gate.
Content Warnings: Insinuated poor relationship with family, explicit language, workaholic reader, alcohol *wine, drunk reader, vomit, 18+ smut, rub a dub dub…sorry, hand job through boxers, PIV sex, breast play, clitoral stimulation, scratching, more 18+ things, 18+ warning no. 3!, friends to lovers
Word Count: 13.4k
Description: Just a whole fic dedicated to Levi and Reader acting like dumb lovers throughout their friendship.
A/N: I hate writing descriptions//summaries. You guys know this and yet I still mention it every time I post something. Apologies :p. Anyways, I really hope you enjoy! 💙
⭐️Taglist: @urfilgoth @ackermandick
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You were in love. You fell so hard, and it was the messiest thing you’d ever felt. It was upsetting when you finally came to terms with it, because you had given into one of those things you said you wouldn’t get into. “Money and success are the way of life,” you vividly remember your mother telling you when you were just twelve years old. Love had no room in the equation, or so your days on this popular, lonely planet showed you.
The universe was cruel for letting someone like him get in the way of you making life your bitch. It was stupid. He had a habit of walking into your office and watching you work, knowing he had things to get to before the end of the day. You found it childish whenever you blushed at the feeling of his body heat radiating from behind you. He enjoyed the rage that engulfed you when you were forced to stay later because your boss was a lazy asshole who pretended he didn’t know how to do his job so that you would do it for him. What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. Right…?
“Hey, Levi?” You poke your head through the doorway of his office.
“Yes, what can I do for you?” He spins his chair to face you, folding his hands in his lap, giving you all of his attention. It shouldn’t affect you as much as it does, but you can feel your ears getting warmer by the second.
“Oh, um, I was gonna go get some coffee from the shop across the street, and I was wondering if you wanted something.” You straighten your posture, your whole body in the room now.
“Did you ask anybody else?” His lip quirks up a little. You’re too kind for your own good.
“N-No. You’re kind of my only friend here,” you chuckle nervously, your whole face now growing warm at the lame confession.
“I see. I think it’s only fair that I join you, then. As your friend.” He stands up from his chair, grabbing his coat from the hook built into his door.
“I can just bring it to you. You don’t have to come with me,” you insist. “It’s right across the street. I’ll be back in two minutes.”
“It’s lunchtime. I doubt you’ll be back in two minutes.” He grabs his keys, putting them in his pocket as he nears the exit. “The lunch rush is killer for that tiny shop.“ He’s out the door before you are, but when he continues walking and doesn’t hear you behind him, he turns around.
“Come on. We can even sit inside if you want.”
You nod, an awkward smile on your face as you follow closely behind him.
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“Have you had anything from this place? I’m looking at the premium black tea. It says premium but in my experience, anything with the word premium before it is a simple product with an extra charge.” He scans the board filled top to bottom with different items handwritten in a curly font.
“Actually, I haven’t. I just really needed some caffeine, but my go-to cafe is closed today.” You inch closer to the person in front of you as the line moves forward.
“Ah, then I guess this will be a first time for the both of us.” He looks away from the board, facing you. Your cheeks have a pink tint to them. You shove your sweaty hands into your pockets, still clenching them tightly.
“I can help the next guest,” the cashier calls to you and Levi. “What can I get started for you guys today?” The brunette says, emerald eyes flickering from your breasts to your eyes.
“I have a question about your premium black tea. What about it makes it a premium drink? There’s an extra charge for it, so it must be deserving of it.” Levi talks to the cashier, not getting full attention from the him. His name tag said ‘Eren’.
“Uh, yeah, give me a second. Mikasa!” He calls the black haired woman in the other room. She was quick to get beside him.
“Yes, Eren?” Her soft spoken voice was a great contrast to her pretty face.
“The guest wants to know what makes the premium black tea a premium drink.”
“Oh, the tea leaves are imported from China. The price per pound is a bit expensive, so we do want to make sure we make our money back eventually.” Her tone is flat as she answers any follow up questions Levi has.
“Did you need anything else, Eren?” Her voice gains its softness again.
“No, that was it. Thanks, Mikasa.” He winks at her, the woman’s pale face going red in seconds. She walks away, quickly turning to hide her blush.
“I’ll try the tea, then. What do you want?” Levi turns to you.
“Coffee,” you blurt. You’re not blind. You can see the direction the man’s eyes are looking in, and it’s unsettling.
“Okay. Did you want any sugar, milk, or creamer?” Levi catches onto your uncomfortableness.
“Yes.”
“Okay. She’ll have her coffee with milk and sugar.”
The cashier rings it all up, giving Levi a receipt. Once the drinks are ready, Levi goes to pick them up. “It’s polite to look customers in the eye when helping them.” He picks up the two cups, looking at Eren’s name tag one more time before going to the table you sat at.
“This one is mine and this one is yours.” He puts the cup down in front of you. “I don’t think we should come back here.”
“Why not?” You bring the cup to your lips, the hot liquid instantly burning your tongue as it enters your mouth.
“I know somewhere better. We’ll have to finish our work quicker, but I promise it’s worth it.”
Why does he have to be so impressive? Why can’t he give you a reason to hate him? A reason to focus solely on your life and forget about him.
“That sounds nice, but when aren’t we slammed with work? We got lucky today.” You attempt to push away from the idea.
“Why does it have to be during work?” His sterling eyes look into yours, his focus unwavering.
You think you should just come clean. You can’t stray off the path of success. Sadly, happiness isn’t part of the equation either.
“Levi, I-“
Your phone vibrates in your pocket. Your boss’s name pops up on the screen.
“One second,” you say, clicking the green button. Your boss wanted to know where you were, and unfortunately you got an earful.
Levi took the time to admire your features. Your lips formed the syllables of every word so elegantly, and your word choice is so careful, like you’ve prepared for conversations you haven’t had yet for days. He looks down at your neck, a simple necklace decorating it. Levi realizes something as you defend yourself on the phone. You’re beautiful, kind, and you know what you want, but you seem unavailable. You seem oblivious to his advances, or just plain uninterested.
“Okay. See you there,” you say, ending the phone call. You exhale frustratedly. “Boss called. I have to go.” You stand up, pushing your chair in with one hand, picking your cup up with the other.
“If you have to go, I have to go.” A small smile forms on his face.
“No, you’re fine. He didn’t ask for you.”
“If I sit here alone, it defeats the purpose of me coming with you. I wanted to spend my break with you.” He stands, repeating the same process as you.
“Sorry, Levi. I’ll make it up to you. I’ll buy the drinks next time.” You blush as he gets closer. The smell of his cologne wafts into your nose, and suddenly you feel even more nervous than before.
“It’s fine. We’re not coming back here. Let’s go.” His palm lands on your upper back, guiding you towards the exit. He turns to look at the cashier one more time, giving him a cold expression before following you back to the building.
You went right back to your office and slaved yourself for another three hours, sipping on the coffee that got cold as you focused on the endless reports on your computer screen. You clicked the last key for the day, slouching in your chair immediately after. Your phone buzzed on the desk, and the screen glowed with a notification. Levi’s name popped up.
Have dinner with me?
Your blood ran cold and your heartbeat was erratic. What about you intrigued him so much? Why did he want to spend time with you? What made you special?
Okay. Nothing fancy.
Just for tonight. Let me take you somewhere nice.
‘This sounds like a date’ you typed before deleting the message.
This is a one time thing, Ackerman. What time?
9PM. I’ll pick you up.
Deal.
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It’s eight forty-five and you’re still panicking about how you should do your hair. It’s so unmanageable, too. It keeps sticking out in different directions, and you’re stressing about it like hell.
Just parked. The reservation is for 9:30 and it’s a 20 minute drive. Not trying to rush you or anything :)
No. The smiley face. You wasted a solid three minutes staring at it, and your hair still looked crazy.
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You got in his car, feeling proud of yourself for being able to tame your mane.
“God,” Levi says, gawking at you. He’s blushing and you don’t even notice because you’re too focused on second guessing your outfit choice.
“W-What? Don’t we have to get going? It’s nine ten.” You try to distract him from your appearance.
“Forget the reservation. I’m cooking for you.”
“Oh, but you spent all that money. Let me at least pay you back.” You open your purse and pull out an inch of your wallet before Levi pushes it back in.
“It doesn’t matter. You can pay me back by letting me cook for you. I promise my cooking isn’t as bad as you might think.”
You chuckle before giving in.
“Okay, fine.”
He grins, putting the gear in drive, before driving you to his lovely home.
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“Make yourself at home. Can I get you like something to drink?” He taps your shoulder, signaling for you to give him your coat.
“I’ll have what you’re having.” You feel strange in his house, not comfortable, but not totally uncomfortable. Being in a house that isn’t yours makes your nervous for a number of reasons, the main one being that if something breaks or goes missing, you’ll be the first person to blame as the invitee.
“I was gonna have a glass of wine. Are you sure you’ll have the same?” He goes into the kitchen, heading towards a cabinet where he stores fancy alcohol that is reserved only for the most special occasions. The occasion of today—you’re spending time with him outside of work, and that makes him feel like a hundred lightning bolts are powering him up.
He feels good about having you in his home. He prefers it because it’s more personal for him to cook for you than to pay for someone else to do it.
“Yeah, that should be fine.” You tiptoe towards the kitchen, stopping on the nonexistent line that divides the kitchen and the living room. You watch Levi as he skims through the labels on endless bottles of wine, not knowing that he’s choosing the most elegant one to share with you.
“This one looks good. We’ll start you off with half a glass because I don’t know what your alcohol tolerance is like.” He reaches up to grab two bulbous glasses from the cupboard.
“I don’t drink much wine, so I wouldn’t be able to tell you either.” You chuckle, still awkwardly standing between the two rooms.
The scarlet colored liquid pours into the glasses, yours only filled halfway, as promised, while Levi’s fills up just a little more.
“I’m gonna boldly assume that you have a high tolerance for alcohol. Correct me if i’m wrong.”
“Exactly. I’m still going to sip on it, but only because I’m trying to prove a point.” He goes into the fridge and brings out colorful ingredients for the meal he’s going to wow you with.
“Which is?” You question.
“Hmm…I need this, and this…and some of this,” he mutters to himself as he picks more ingredients from the drawers. He puts them all in a basket, thoroughly washing them before setting the basket on the counter so that he can rinse his cutting board and a knife. The water shuts off and he sets the cutting board over a damp towel.
“I know how to cook more than just scrambled eggs and ramen noodles.”
He finally says something about the way you’re still standing between the kitchen and living room, quirking a brow at the strangeness. “Sit on that stool for me, will you?” He points at a circle shaped stool that positions you in front of him, with his knife. He rolls up the sleeves of his light grey dress shirt before starting the prepping process for dinner.
You talked about so many things while watching him cook. How he got lured into the company you both work at, how much you both hated your lousy boss, dreams, places you’ve always wanted to go to. You got stuck on that last one for the longest time because Levi kept offering to take you to the places you only saw in your dreams. You settled for going on a spontaneous trip to Salzburg with him. The only rule was that it couldn’t be any time within the next two years, and that the trip had to be spontaneous. He agreed.
“It smells so fucking good, Levi.” You inhaled the smell that filled the air deeply. The profanity was a surprise, but he was glad you liked the aroma of the food he’d put so much effort into.
“One more minute.” He leans against the counter, watching as you eye your glass of wine. Half of it was gone, and you felt fine, or maybe you didn’t. Maybe that’s where the vulgar word came from.
“Time is a weird concept, don’t you think? In another dimension, the food would be done already, and in another dimension you would barely be putting it into the oven. I hate to break it to you, but in another dimension, we got carried away finding out about each other, and your food burned.”
Levi had figured out that day that your alcohol tolerance was weak. “I think it’s ready. Let’s get some food in your stomach.”
His oven mitts were cute. They were a gift from someone named Hange, and regardless of how stupid Levi thought the penguin littered, baby blue mitts were, he didn’t have the heart to throw them away. Hange moved hours—miles away, and these were one of his prized possessions.
—
“This is so good. Where did you learn to cook?” Halfway through the meal you sobered up a little. Partially because you stopped drinking the wine and stuffed your face a little.
“I’m self taught. I came to a realization during my final year of university,” he takes another sip of wine, taking his time to tell you his background of cooking, while you’re hanging onto every one of his words.
“What was the realization after all of that?” You ask, finally taking another sip of wine.
“I never want to live off of instant macaroni and cheese or frozen pizza ever again.” He picks up the perfect serving of vegetables and steak with his fork, feeding it into his mouth. “For something that takes two minutes to make, you get some shitty paste of a meal, when really, if you take more time and put in a little more effort, you can make something healthy—something that actually fills you.”
You suddenly feel ashamed of your stash of Kraft macaroni and cheese.
“Do you know how to cook?” He asks, washing down his last bite with a sip of wine.
“Not like this. I can cook you a piece of steak at most.” You savor the last bite of your meal. It’s something you wouldn’t even think to make in a million years.
“I can teach you, if you’d like,” his face warms up at the idea of spending even more time with you.
“No, I can’t ask you to do something like that for me. I’d only test your patience, and your patience is already tested at work.” You smile politely.
“I would have so much patience with you.”
Your face goes rosy at his last sentence. He didn’t mean it that way, but sometimes your mind likes making you think in that manner.
“Well, i’ll leave that at a maybe.”
—
“More wine?” He asks for the fifth time that night.
“Yes, please, Mr. Ackerman,” you slur. He had drank the same amount as you, maybe even more, yet it made less of an effect on him than you.
You stare blankly at the remaining drops at the bottom of your glass.
“On second thought, I don’t need it. It’s getting late, and I have to walk home,” your eyes were halfway shut and you spoke sluggishly.
“There’s no way you’re walking home in this state.”
You furrow your eyebrows. “And why is that? You’re telling me I can’t go home?”
You’re a mess. A stubborn, beautiful mess. Levi feels honored to be allowed to see you this way. You’re not stressing over work, you’re not stressing over family expectations. You’re intoxicated and honest.
“Maybe,” he replies to your cold gaze. “I’ll give you two options. One: you spend the night here. I have an extra room you can sleep in and i’ll be right next door if you need anything. Two: we sober up in the next few hours and i’ll drive you home as soon as I can.”
You go into a pensive state, struggling to remember the first option.
“One is my favorite number so i’ll go with that choice.”
At least you forgot how irritated you were a second ago when Levi said you couldn’t walk home.
“Levi, my favorite number is one,” you repeat.
“You mentioned that earlier.”
“Becauseeee, it’s so lonely. I could keep it company.” You blink. “Are you lonely? Am I keeping you company?”
“Yes.” That answered both of your questions.
“I’m so happy to be here with you, you know. I have something to tell you, but you can’t tell anyone. Okay?” You scooch closer to him, your shoulder touching his.
“Okay,” he says, mainly to entertain you.
You lean in, cupping his ear as you whisper what you’ve kept to yourself for months, maybe even a year now.
“I have a crush on you, Levi.” You giggle in his ear. “You can’t tell anyone, though.”
His cheeks are bright red, and suddenly it’s difficult to sit so close to you. His silence scares you, and you’re scared he might spill tea that isn’t meant to be spilled.
“Swear you won’t tell.”
“Who would I tell?” He asks, turning his head to face you.
“Your friend Hange and the people at work. Please don’t tell them, Levi. It’s embarrassing.” You hide your face behind his shoulder. “Swear.”
“Okay, I won’t tell anyone. I swear.”
You come out of hiding and kiss his cheek multiple times, a surprise that spreads fire to his whole body.
“I like you a lot. I’ve been dying to do this since…” you hiccup. “I don’t remember, but it’s a really long time,” you slur as you hop onto his lap, holding his face in your hands as you pepper more kisses all over it.
‘It’s just kisses,’ Levi thinks to himself. If it goes further, he’ll put an end to it.
“Your hair is so soft,” you say, twirling a strand between your fingers. You sigh, your breath bringing goosebumps to his skin. Something must have disappointed you, because you stopped immediately and put your face in his shoulder.
“What’s wrong?” Levi asks, looking down at you. He’s hesitant, but eventually he puts a hand on your head, smoothing down some ruffled parts of your hair.
“I-I don’t want to say it. It’s embarrassing,” you speak into his shoulder.
“You said i’m your only friend. That means you should be able to tell me anything.”
You hum in agreement, lifting your head to face him once again. You pull the straps of your dress down, revealing your bare shoulders. You can’t look at him as you do it, so you look at the wall behind him.
“I-I want you to take me to the bedroom, Levi.” You lower the bust of your dress, exposing the matching red strapless bra you’re wearing.
He wants this so badly. He hasn’t wanted anything as much as he wants you, in so long.
“How about we get ready to sleep?” He pulls your dress back up, sliding your arms back into the straps.
“But Levi, I need you.” You squeeze his waist with your thighs.
“You need to sleep it off is what you need,” he says, holding onto the bottom of your dress so it doesn’t ride up when he carries you to the extra room.
“Okay, maybe next time,” you mumble, wrapping your arms around his neck and laying your head on his shoulder as he stands up. He carries you as if you weigh no more than a feather. He can hear what sounds like quiet snores coming from you before you even make it to the room. He flicks the light switch on with his back, before moving towards the bed. He lays you down on the comfy bed, but you refuse to let go of him. Your arms stay wrapped around his neck tightly.
“You wouldn’t let me sleep alone in here, would you?” You mumble, your eyes still closed.
“I think it would be inappropriate if I stayed,” he whispers as he unlinks your arms from his neck. He straightens his posture, looking down into your barely open eyes.
“Levi, stay,” you whine, reaching your arms towards him slowly like a sloth. “You have my consent, look.” You put a thumbs up and grin toothily. “You can even bring me a notepad and i’ll sign the legal documents needed for you to sit your ass in that chair.”
If he knew you would be so needy, he wouldn’t have continued to offer you more wine after the third glass. Then again, it was nice to know that you trusted him enough to be around him in this state.
He sighs knowing he’s lost the fight. He won’t lay in bed with you, he’ll just sleep in his home office chair. Before he sits down, he turns you onto your side, and brings the trash can close to the edge of the bed incase you wake up in the middle of the night feeling sick.
“You gonna go to sleep now?” He asks, getting comfortable in the chair.
Your eyes roll as you fight off sleep, but eventually you stop trying to open your eyes. You nod once they finally close, and Levi watches you to make sure you’re asleep for good.
Levi didn’t go to sleep until almost four in the morning because you kept moving onto your back, and every time you did he had to put you back on your side again. You wiggled into a position where you laid flat on your stomach, and Levi decided that he preferred for you to vomit on the bed than to choke on your vomit in your sleep.
You both slept peacefully until seven in the morning, when the alcohol had finally begun to irritate the lining of you stomach. Your cheeks felt hot, and you felt uncomfortable in every position you laid in. You looked over at Levi who had fallen asleep with his cheek resting in his palm. The squish was adorable, but you couldn’t enjoy it due to the discomfort in your guts.
Your stomach gurgled and you decided to make a run for it, almost tripping over the bottom of your dress as you sprinted to the bathroom.
Levi’s eyes snapped open, and he sharply inhaled as he woke up from his light slumber. His head turned rapidly in search of you, and he quickly discovered where you were due to the sound of the bathroom door slamming shut.
“Shit,” he muttered in a gravelly voice. He quickly stands up and traces your steps to meet you behind the bathroom door. He leans against the door, hearing all the upchuck, gagging, and coughing coming from you on the other side. This goes on for a good four minutes. He hears the way you groan after you think you’re done, only for you to gag before spilling your guts into the toilet again.
You spit into the toilet one last time before flushing, whining when you nearly collapse as you attempt to get off the floor. You blow your nose, throwing the evidence away, and immediately go for some water from the sink. You rinse your mouth a few times before actually swallowing some water.
“Are you okay?” Levi asks, his knuckles lightly knocking.
You open the door, startling him a little with your appearance. The beautiful makeup that you stunted the night before was now an enormous mess on your eyelids, waterline, and cheeks. The residue of mascara on your eyelashes left fan shaped marks on the upper part of your cheeks.
“I’m disgusting. D-Don’t ever let me drink like that again,” your eyes gloss over with newly formed tears that eventually slide down your cheeks.
“You’re fine, sweetheart.” Despite the mess of makeup all over your face, and the wet spot of vomit on the front of your dress, Levi still manages to pull you into his embrace. You sob openly, mainly due to the embarrassment of Levi hearing you throw up in his bathroom, and the fact that you smell horrendous, yet Levi still holds you like it doesn’t matter.
“We’re gonna get you cleaned up. You’re gonna shower, and then we’re gonna get that messy makeup off your face.”
You pull away and look up at him, resembling a raccoon with all the dark makeup around your eyes.
“I don’t have clothes to change into,” you nearly start crying again, but Levi prevents it.
“I have clothes you can wear. Wait here.” He leaves you for a few seconds to bring essentials for you. A clean towel, a shirt, and some sweatpants. He also brought you a new bar of soap, assuming you might not want to use the one he’s been using.
“Shower, change, then call me when you’re done. I’ll be in the kitchen making your hangover cure.” He sets everything down on the counter, and leaves you to it.
The warm water feels nice cascading over you despite your body already being uncomfortably warm. You refused to take a cold shower, even if it was probably better for you. The smell of the soap was comforting and it didn’t make you nauseous as you lathered it onto your body. You used it generously—the thought of having puke on your dress earlier was even more repulsing now. You examined the bottle of shampoo sitting on the shower caddy and reached for it to wash your hair. You hope your hair turns out as soft as Levi’s on the first use.
You finished up in the bathroom and called Levi as told. He was quick to follow your voice. You stood at the entrance of the door, holding the door in one hand, the other holding onto the doorframe. You looked adorable in his clothes, even with the heavy traces of makeup under your eyes.
“Let me help you take the makeup off. Sit on the counter.” He opens the bottom cabinets, crouching down to get some wipes. “I know they’re not as good as the ones you probably have, but they’ll do the job.” He stands up again, closing the cabinets. You’re already sitting on the counter.
“I’m sorry…” you say almost inaudibly. You don’t want to cry again, but damn, you feel pathetic.
He’s listening, so he doesn’t say anything. He pulls a wipe from the pack, wrapping it around his index finger to be able to clean with more precision.
“You did nothing wrong. It’s fine. Now stay still.” He gets closer, the wet towel inching towards your face until the coldness touches you. He wipes gently to make sure your skin doesn’t get irritated.
“I’m never drinking again. I’m never leaving my house again,” you babble.
“You still have to go to work. Again, stop moving.” He folds the towel, covering the dark makeup residing on it. The darkness around your left eye had been completely removed.
The coldness touches your face again, this time beneath your right eye.
“I don’t deserve your friendship, Levi. I don’t know how I can still face you after what happened last night. Why are you even my friend?” Your head slumps as your pessimistic mind takes over.
He raises your head and holds the bottom of your face, your cheeks squished between his thumb and the rest of his fingers in a semi firm grip. He wipes at the splotchiness around your left eye, total concentration taking over because he’s trying to avoid your eyeball.
“I told you to stop moving, but you wouldn’t listen so this is what it had to come to.” His focus remains on your right eye as he speaks, collecting all the color onto the clean part of the wipe. “I want you to know that I invited you out because I wanted to. I knew there was a chance something like this would happen, but I still wanted you to be here.” He moves back a little to see if you had any stains from the makeup.
“You throwing up in my bathroom doesn’t change the meaningful conversations we had yesterday.” He releases the hold be has on your face and throws the wipe away once he’s all done. “I would go through all of this again if it meant you would keep hanging out with me.” His hands lay on the counter beside your legs.
“All done. You’re back,” he says looking into your tired eyes. You look back into his eyes, and they look just as tired, maybe even more. He looks handsome even with his disheveled appearance. His soft hair sticks out at random parts of his head, resembling the sun.
“Don’t look at me like that,” you mumble, looking away.
“Like what?” His tone is soft, and it runs smoothly. He leans in a little, just enough to see the blush rising on your cheeks closely.
“Like that, so attentively with those eyes. You’re making me nervous.” You feel trapped by him. His hands have yet to move from their position beside you legs, and you feel the urge to move. You don’t want to accidentally brush your leg against his hand, it would make the situation awkward.
“It’s not my fault you can’t hold eye contact with me.” There’s a small grin on his lips. “Now, come on. Your hangover medicine is sitting on the table.” He backs up, allowing you to hop off the counter.
You follow him into the kitchen where you see the two unwashed glasses that held wine the night prior, in the sink.
“What a way to start off the morning, huh?” You joke, attempting to make small talk after what happened in the bathroom.
“I’ve seen worse.” He pours some tea into a mug and hands it off to you. “This stuff is way better than that premium crap at the shop.” He pours some for himself in another mug.
“But I don’t like tea. Do you have any coffee?” You take a whiff of the hot liquid in your cup. It smells good, and you decide you can’t knock it ‘til you try it.
“The tea is gonna help your headache, whether you like it or not. And no, I don’t have coffee.”
You take a sip, and scorch your tongue in the process. Your eyes water for a second, but now that you know how hot it is, you can take another sip knowing what to expect.
“It’s actually really good. Thank you, Levi.”
—
Levi took you home a few hours later when you felt better. You said you had things to do at your house, but in reality you just wanted to sleep in your own bed again. You wanted to feel comfortable with knocking things over, knowing they were yours.
Levi checked in every hour, and reminded you that if you needed anything he would get it for you. At some point in the afternoon, you knocked out and didn’t wake up until twelve in the morning. You checked the few messages that Levi left when you told him you were gonna take a nap, and then went right back to sleep.
—
You couldn’t stop thinking about your time with Levi as you made your way through the main entrance of your work building, carrying some folders in one hand, and a cup of coffee in the other. It’s seven in the morning. You need some form of caffeine pumping in your veins if you’re going to function even remotely.
You step into the elevator, back against the wall as you wait for the doors to close.
“Good morning,” a familiar voice says, breaking the silence you reserved. The doors shut a few seconds after he enters the elevator.
“Oh, good morning, Levi,” sleep treads lightly on your voice. You restrain from taking another sip of coffee on the elevator to avoid him smelling your coffee breath.
“Don’t tell me you just woke up.” The elevator dings as you reach your floor.
“Would that disappoint you?” You ask, a playful smile on your face.
“Very much.” He lets you step off first, following behind you.
“Well, that’s too bad. Not everyone can wake up at three in the morning every day like you.” You chuckle, waving as you head into your office.
He peeks his head into your office just to take the final word from you.
“For the record, it’s two thirty, not three in the morning,” he says in a jokingly matter-of-fact way, before walking to his office next door.
You giggle as you set your stuff down onto your desk. Your joyous energy leaves when you load up the work you have to do on your computer. There are so many reports that need to be filed by the end of the day, and you’re actually scared that you might have to take your break later in order to make a dent in the workload. You sigh, sitting down in your office chair. You realize there’s no point in just sitting there and sulking, so you roll closer to the desk and begin typing and clicking away.
At around twelve you get an email from Erwin, the department manager that says:
Hello _____,
Today I will have to leave work a little earlier than usual, as I am meeting my in-laws for lunch with my wife. They flew a couple thousand miles to meet with me and my wife today and I will not be able to finish the work I have pending for today.
Would you do me the biggest favor and finish whatever I don’t get to by the time I leave? It would mean a lot.
Thank you,
Erwin Smith
You shut your eyes tightly and think about how easy it would be to run out of the building and drive home, but instead of doing so, you reply to Erwin’s email.
Hi Erwin,
Hope all is well with your wife and the in-laws.
No worries, you can leave the remainder of your unfinished work to me and I will get it done. I will have to take a later lunch than usual because I have a lot of work to get done as well, but you can definitely count on me to finish the job.
Best of luck,
_______
You felt like bashing your head on the keyboard, but nonetheless, you continued to work through your weariness.
—
“Hey, by any chance are you taking your lunch anytime soon?” Levi asks, leaning on the doorframe of your office.
“Nope. I have so much work to do, it’s hilarious.” You don’t even take the time to turn and face him.
“You don’t seem to be laughing. Is there anything I can help you with?” He stands behind your chair, looking at all the reports you had to finish by the end of the day. “Hey, aren’t those Erwin’s reports? Why the hell are you doing his work again?” He moves over, standing next to you so he can see the screen more clearly.
“He has this lunch to go to with his wife and her parents. It’s not like I was gonna leave work early today, anyway.” Your typing was flawless, almost robotic. No typos or extra spaces, not a capital letter or punctuation mark out of place. “It’s fine, Levi. Are you going on your break?”
“I was going to, but you’re still working like a maniac. I’ll just wait for you.”
“No, it’s okay. Go take your break. You must be exhausted. I’ll buy you a cup of tea later if you go on your break now.” Your eyes scan the large lettering as you speak like your sentences have been pre-recorded so that you can say them while you work.
“Fine. I’ll take my break in here.” He sits in one of the extra chairs in your room.
“But Levi, I need to focus.”
“I won’t say a word to you. I’m just sitting here.”
You give in and let him stay while you work, and he stays true to his word. Not a word is said during his break, but you can feel him staring at you, and it makes doing your work just a little harder. You make more mistakes in your typing, and you can hear him ‘tch’ every time he hears you tap the backspace key repeatedly.
When his break is up, he puts a hand on your head before he goes back to his office. The endearing gesture made surprise goosebumps rise on your arms.
—
You finished all the work you had to do in record time. Erwin’s work was your top priority so you finished it first, then you finished your work. You didn’t get to take a break, but you did get some overtime in. Hopefully, Erwin is okay with it.
You turn off the computer and grab all your possessions before leaving the office for the day. Levi is waiting for you around the corner.
“All done?” He asks when you shut the door to your office.
“Yeah. I’m tired as fuck.” You chuckle at his wide-eyed expression. “Sorry. I’m really tired is what I meant to say.”
“We’re both adults. You can mean what you say.” He offered to carry your bag as well as your folders, and you let him. “What do you need, right now?” He asks as you walk side by side to the elevator.
“Rest,” you reply instantly.
“Okay, let’s get you home.”
“Let’s?” You question.
“I’ll drive you home, and once you wake up i’ll drive you back here so you can get your car.”
“That’s not necessary. You really don’t have to, Levi,” you insist. You enter the elevator and Levi follows after you.
“Don’t worry about it.”
“I really appreciate you. Thank you for your kindness.”
—
He brought you home, and you invited him in because you thought it was the polite thing to do after everything he’s done for you.
“You’re welcome to anything that’s in the cabinets or the fridge, or just take anything you like.”
Levi was in awe at how organized your cabinets were. The truth was that you had organized them the day before, before you went to sleep, because when you laid down to sleep, the guilt of lying to Levi was eating you alive. You told him you had things to do at your house, and yet you were just about ready to knock out on your bed.
“I’m okay, but thank you.” He goes back into the living room with you.
“Come hang out with me in my room?”
He looked like you asked him to steal the Mona Lisa—confused, conflicted, unsure if he would go that far even if you were the one asking.
“Okay,” he finally says a few seconds later.
He follows your lead as you direct yourself towards your room. As soon as you are within reach of your bed, you toss yourself on it, spreading your limbs like a starfish.
“You’re welcome to join me,” your words are muffled by the pillows.
“I don’t think there’s any room there for me,” he mumbles as he searches for a small area to sit, where he won’t interrupt your starfish pose.
“Sorry, let me just…” you reposition yourself. You’re now on your side, curled up. “You can lay there.” You point to space next to you.
Levi lays down on his side, facing you. He doesn’t know if this is overstepping boundaries with you, but it feels nice.
“I’m sorry I don’t have an extra room like you do.”
His eyebrows furrow, displeased with your apology.
“Don’t apologize for something so unimportant.”
“Are you uncomfortable? I can sit on a chair if you want-“
His hand lands on your shoulder, immediately silencing you.
“I’m fine. You don’t have to go anywhere. Let’s just lay here together.”
You blushed furiously at how romantic the words sounded. If you were smarter you wouldn’t have gone for the kiss and your relationship would have kept its romantic and sexual tension, but you couldn’t take it anymore. You, the one who avoided love at all costs, were the first to admit you wanted to love Levi.
His heart raced as if he ran every day of his life, just to meet you here, in this moment. He pulled you onto his lap, your position exactly like the night he invited you over, only this time you were in total control of your actions.
His hand on your hip, his fingers threaded in your hair—it was the proof that let you know he wanted this just as much as you. It may have been wrong to just spring this on him, but if it wasn’t a moment for now, then it would be a moment for later, which sounded like forever in your mind.
You pull away to see the reaction behind all of this. His heart is uncontrollable. He can’t calm it down, and he can barely hear his own thoughts with the way his heart beats in his ears.
“That’s how I feel. How do you feel?” You ask, staring into the storm residing in his grey eyes.
He leans forward to reach your lips, luring you back to him. His hands now hold your waist, occasionally squeezing to ground him when his soul threatens to vanish from being there with you. His lips chase yours endlessly, and you hate remembering that you need to breathe in order to stay alive, because you love the intimacy of kissing. It gives you uncontrollable butterflies that you refuse to tame because you continue to do the thing that sets them free.
This time he releases you, taking in the dazed expression on your face.
“That’s how I feel.”
You both stare at each other like a new world has been introduced, and you’re waiting for each other’s approval to go in together.
“I want you, Levi. Make me yours.” It’s your sugarcoated, romanticized way of saying ‘claim me because I don’t want anyone else to do it’.
“You want me to…” his ears go red. He’s scared to assume you want him sexually, so he waits for you to specify.
“Make love to me?” You say in the form of a question. You cringe internally, but you think it matches the moment better than saying ‘fuck me’.
“M-Make love to you?” He repeats, flustered by the request.
“Please,” you say with false confidence. You can tell he’s nervous, and you know you’re nervous, so you have to show him as much fake confidence as you can muster if you want to progress with him.
“Let’s take it slow. Nobody is leading, and we’re gonna roll with however things go.” You put your hand on his shoulder, an attempt to calm him. “Does that sound okay?”
“Okay,” he agrees.
“O-Okay?” Your veil of confidence collapses after your last statement, and you go back to being putty in Levi’s hold when he pulls you down onto the bed with him. There’s no way he’ll abide to your ‘nobody is leading’ statement. He’s a natural leader, and regardless of how nervous he is, he will take total responsibility for the way he makes you feel.
You still jump a little when his hands meet the warm skin of your cheeks and stay there, but nonetheless, you like it. The touch feels familiar even if he’s never touched you like this before.
He takes his hands off your face and begins unbuttoning his shirt. Little by little, you begin to see pale patches of skin from his chest and stomach. You nearly panic when the whole shirt comes off, and reveals toned parts of his torso. You strongly believe he was sculpted by some artistically driven gods.
You’re wonderstruck, and even if he doesn’t know it, he’s ruined men for you in a way only you can understand.
“I’m not that striking,” he says, a blush rising to his cheeks. You can now see that the color doesn’t start on his cheeks, but on his chest.
“I don’t even know what to say.” You’re smitten, and it was over for you the second his lips merged with yours. You played yourself by starting this, but there’s no way in hell you’ll go back to depriving yourself of him.
“Then don’t say anything.” He goes down to meet your lips again, his body feeling hot when you reach up to touch him. Physical affection is rare for Levi, and nobody has touched him like this in a long time, so deep down he’s really happy you’re the one he’s sharing a bed with. You don’t feel obligated to shed layers of clothing for him. He’s content with just having you, and though he would never admit it, knowing you had no words to describe the sight of him without a shirt was a major boost to his self confidence.
You reach down to untuck your shirt from your pants and begin unbuttoning it. Levi only noticed this because your hands weren’t running all over his body anymore, and he wanted you to keep touching him.
He almost chokes on his spit once your shirt is open, the loose halves laying next to each corresponding side of you. You picked the perfect day to match your lingerie. You donned a lacy black bra with panties that Levi had yet to see.
“You’re beautiful,” he says, scanning every inch of you that is now revealed.
“You think so?” Your cheeks glow like you’re surrounded by Christmas lights.
“I do,” the last words he says before he snatches your lips up again. Strands of his hair brush your face, tickling your nose and cheeks. You don’t think there should be a time limit for how long a make out session goes on for. It gives you an otherworldly feeling when Levi’s lips lock with yours. To say it’s electrifying would be a dulled down version of what you really feel.
The pace picks up suddenly, and your heart drops to your stomach. His hands hold your waist firmly, and your lips struggle to keep up with his. You don’t think you’re imagining the panting sounds coming from him as he kisses you with a fervor that can’t be pacified.
“Mmm…fuck,” he almost growls. “How are you able to make me feel this way?” He looks drunk on your affection.
You had an effect on him. The sweet, composed, professional Levi you knew as your best friend, was now bound to you.
He presses his nose to the column of your throat where he leaves so many kisses. His mouth ghosts over your chest, an occasional brush of his lips to your skin as he lowers down to your stomach. It’s such an intimate gesture filled with sincerity that does nothing but intensify the thrashing in your chest.
His hands wander, bringing goosebumps wherever they move. You see the way he looks at you—like he would devour you if this weren’t the first time he was bedding you. His eyes are so cold you think your gaze is frozen to his.
“Should I keep going?” His indirect way of asking for your consent again, even if you were the one who asked for this. You take the hint when you feel him tugging lightly at your pants. You respond by unbuttoning your trousers, shimmying them down your hips. He helps you get them completely off when they reach your thighs.
The black on black bra and panties combination… Something flipped in his head because for a few seconds his eyes just flicked up and down between the two areas. To capture this untainted sight of you for a few more seconds was all he wanted, because he knew that you wouldn’t look like this again for the rest of the night.
His hands roam around your body—running over your waist, then trailing down to your hips, which leads to them slithering down your thighs.
“Is that…” he points at the gusset of your panties, a darker spot contrasting the rest of the garment. It’s only noticeable because he’s so close. “Is that what I think it is?”
“U-Um…” you divert your attention from him. Your cheeks feel hot again.
“You’re so excited, yet we haven’t even done that much.” His hands splay on your thighs, spreading your legs as wide as you can comfortably have them. “Now I know what kissing does to you,” he says as he proceeds to kiss your inner thighs.
You inhale sharply, your stomach quivering a little.
“May I?” His hand nears your clothed cunt, centimeters away from the wet spot.
“Okay,” you simply say. Any more words and you’ll stutter up a storm.
Your heart might leap out of your chest with that gaze of his. His pupils are enormous, the lust almost blocking all the color in his eyes.
“I hope you don’t mind if I take it slow. I want to make you come once through your panties, and another time without them.”
Come? Panties? Another time without panties? It’s so strange hearing these words from someone who’s been just a friend for years. It’s strange hearing the words from Levi in general.
“O-Okay,” you stutter this time.
“Good.” His fingers finally make contact with the fabric of your panties, a circular motion stimulating your cunt. He can feel the wetness of your slick on his fingertips, the amount increasing with each pressurized rub.
Your arm comes up to cover your eyes, embarrassment flooding through you as Levi spectates you.
“Let me see your pretty face, please.” His voice is so commanding, you don’t think you can deny him of the things he asks of you.
Your forearm shakily raises off of your face, dropping down onto the mattress. He can now see the effectiveness of his fingers, on your expression. Your mouth is slightly open, your eyes begging for more from him. The whole thing makes the hardness in his pants twitch.
“Is this what you wanted?” He teases, knowing your words won’t beat the moans leaving your mouth.
“Mhm,” you whimper. “Please…please.”
“Didn’t think I would have you begging so fast.” He leans forward a little to whisper the second part in your ear. “That’s good, sweetheart. Keep doing it.”
You nearly lost it when he kissed the area below your ear right after.
“Levi… Levi, more please.” You can’t stand that look on his face as he continues to torture you. His teeth occasionally sink into his bottom lip. There’s so much lust behind the expression, that you’re actually nervous for what will happen to you after he makes you come the first time.
Your moans become more frequent, and you can feel that familiar heat in your core. You don’t remember ever touching yourself in a manner that made you feel this way, and he isn’t even touching your bare cunt.
“Oh, already?” He goes down your body, stopping at the elastic band of your panties and scattering kisses on the skin above it.
“Fucking—oh god—Levi,” you say, breathlessly. Your hands go to the back of his head and you tug his hair with unmeasured strength. He can handle the discomfort for as long as you provide it, and he won’t complain about something that makes his cock twitch. Your thighs shut around his hand, and you grind your cunt against it. It’s humiliating when he raises his gaze to watch you as you take control of your pleasure. At this point, you’re doing most of the movement, rolling your hips against the cupped form of his fingers.
“There you go,” he murmurs. He loves watching the way your chest heaves and hearing the cries of his name. The racing of your heartbeat is indomitable, you swear Levi can hear it over your breathing.
After a few minutes of catching your breath, you look down at Levi who’s mesmerized by the dazed look you give him.
“That was taking it slow?”
“Mhm. I didn’t know you were so sensitive.” His hand brushes your thigh in a comforting manner. It triggers goosebumps in the area which brings a sly grin to his face.
“Excuse me? Your pants have a little something on them. Now let’s talk sensitivity.” You raise your arms, stretching your taut muscles, a strained groan leaving you as your muscles were freed of their tension.
You didn’t catch the way his eyes sparkled when you bit back, but in that moment, he knew you could handle his snarky remarks at all times and put him in his place when necessary. That was definitely a turn on.
“Please tell me you’re ready to go again.”
You laugh through your nose.
“You want me?” You tease. A gear rotated in your head, and you suddenly remembered something from the night he cooked for you.
“Yes. So badly,” he says.
There’s a wicked grin on your face. You sit up, leveling yourself on the bed with him.
“How about you show me that patience of yours I was promised.”
His head visibly tilted in confusion. It was the cutest thing you had ever seen him do.
“Let’s switch positions. Lay here where I am, and i’ll take your spot.”
“Okay,” he says, seemingly understanding so far what you said. He crawls over to where you sat and lays down, and you sit in the spot he previously sat in.
“Care to explain what’s about to happen?” His head rests on his folded arms.
The act is so sudden, so quick that his arms fly out from underneath his head to hold onto your hips. You straddle his hips, your legs on either side.
“Uh… u-um… what are you doing?” He swallowed thickly, trying not to let the brush of your cunt against his crotch unravel him.
“I think you deserve be taken care of, too, Levi.” You unclip your bra, sliding the straps off your arms before throwing it to a corner in your room. Your breasts are definitely a sight for him, a sight he isn’t sure he can look at without your permission, so he holds eye contact with you.
You lean forward, covering his chest with kisses. You can see the way the area turns red upon contact with your lips, like your touch sets him on fire. Your lips maneuver around his upper body, trailing up from his chest to his neck and the curvature of his jawline. He almost freezes when he feels your breasts against his chest. You cup his cheeks, looking into his enamored eyes before kissing his lips.
“Do you think you can handle what i’m about to do?” You press your forehead to his, looking into those fascinating eyes of his.
“I think so.” His hands ride up and down your sides, nearly touching the sides of your breasts.
“Good boy.”
His brain felt fuzzy when you said the words. It’s something he’s never experienced before when hearing them. You seemed to have reinvented the meaning behind the words when you used them in this scenario.
There you went again, going down his body, kissing everywhere you could. You discovered areas where he was sensitive, such as his ribs and the area beneath his navel. He gasped or shuddered every time you licked or sucked the skin in those areas.
“May I?” You ask, hooking a finger around one of his belt loops.
“Do whatever you want to me.” His hands go down to assist you in unbuttoning his pants, lifting his hips just enough to lower them until you could pull them off. He sported some dark blue boxer briefs, his erect cock forming a very noticeable tent. You now saw the large spot of pre-cum that had ruined his pants, on the blue garment.
Your hand wraps around the silhouette of his cock, the wet fabric wrinkling as your hand moves up and down. You see the vein in his neck pop out and the way his stomach tenses. You don’t need vocal proof of the way he feels because you can see it, but he still gives it to you anyway, and it just brings that much more excitement to you.
His breath is shaky as you rub his tip with your thumb, the fabric of his undergarment absorbing every drop of his pre-cum.
“You’re really pretty, Levi. I know that probably doesn’t say much for you, but i’m looking at you right now, and…” you sigh, completely astonished by him. To see someone like Levi with his walls completely torn down was beautiful. He’s tough. Not with you, obviously, but things don’t get to him so easily. To think that you were able to get him in a vulnerable position like this… He must really like you.
“You know, I really like you,” your hand speeds up a little. “I’m gonna be honest with you…I lived an enormous lie for what felt like an eternity. I tried to see you as a friend for so long. So long. But, sir, you made it impossible, because you never treated me like a friend.”
He shudders, his cock twitching beneath your grasp. You lean down to kiss his clothed tip. His mouth gapes slightly, his eyebrows creasing the slightest bit when it slowly disappears into your mouth.
“F-Fuck. You’re kidding,” he mutters under his breath. Your eyes look wild. It seems like you’ll have to hold onto his soul for a few minutes, because he’s floating.
The shape of his tip is completely outlined now, your saliva darkening the fabric of his briefs. Even the slightest brush of your fingers against his length has him shaking.
“Give it to me, baby. You’ve got it,” you say, encouraging him to let loose. Your hand speeds up a little more, and before you know it, Levi lets out a whimper and some grunts as he leaves yet another damp spot on his briefs.
“F-Fuck—a-ah—oh my…” he sits up halfway before you push him back down. His eyes shut tightly and you can see the protruding shape of his ribs with every breath of his as you continue to jerk him into overstimulation.
“It’s okay, it’s okay,” you murmur, your hand stopping when you see him writhing.
You giggle, watching as he catches his breath.
“Was that okay? I know it would have been better if I had actually touched…it. I just wanted to do something similar to what you did.”
“Don’t worry,” he sighs heavily. “It was perfect.”
You blush, watching as he fulfills his task of fully sitting up. You can clearly see the layer of sweat on his skin now. It gives him an ethereal-like glow.
“Are we gonna actually, you know… today?” You ask when he doesn’t say anything. He just looked into your eyes for a few seconds.
“I’ll do anything you want me to do. Do you want to?”
It feels wrong to want more, but you do want more of him. You want to feel him close to you. Right up against you, meshing into your skin, or just pressed against you as close as possible.
“I want you so fucking badly,” you chuckle. It’s almost pathetic how much you want him.
He tucks a damp strand of hair behind your ear, softening the intensity of your gaze on him.
“You can have me, just sit on my lap.” His eyes look down at your breasts, watching the way they move when you breathe. You smile, holding in a laugh when he looks back at you with a flustered expression. “You can hold them if you want,” you position yourself between his legs, your back to his chest. “None of this…” you grab ahold of his hands and drag them down your body. “…is off limits. Touch as you please.”
He hums, content with having you so near. You release his hands, allowing them to roam freely. The first thing he does is roll the elastic band of your panties down. You lift yourself a little, allowing him to roll the garment below your thighs. You kick them off your legs, and wait for Levi to finish getting his briefs off. You turn around, immediately looking down. A quiet gasp escapes you before you quickly face straight ahead again. He’s big.
“Say the word, and we can get started,” He mumbles into your shoulder. One of his hands reaches for your breast, the other slides down to your cunt. He toys with your clit, rubbing it just the slightest bit with his middle finger. He lures a breathy moan out of you, your decision being made quickly after.
“O-Okay, okay,” you breathe.
“Ready now?” His voice goes deeper, making goosebumps rise on your skin.
“Mhm,” you hum, rising up just the slightest to settle onto his lap.
“Easy,” he murmurs, wrapping an arm around your waist. “W-Wait. Not so fast,” he groans, as his tip nudges through your folds, the cockhead sliding into your messy hole while you sink down as slowly as you can.
Your moans are synchronized once he’s in all the way. You can feel his warmth inside you, twitching, even with your idleness. He lays his forehead on your upper back, soft wisps of his hair tickling your skin. Soft, warm breaths make their way onto the tippy top of your spine.
“F-Fuck,” you mutter under your breath. You lean back against him, your head on his shoulder. Your eyes shut tightly, your mouth gaped open once he starts moving beneath you.
“W-We’re friends, right?” You have an obvious amount of difficulty keeping your voice steady. Gasps, and random pauses litter your sentences every time Levi pushes in and out of you. His hands were cupped around your breasts, your nipples wedged between his index and middle fingers. Your heart dropped every time you remembered that he bought you coffee as a friend two days ago, and now he’s taking charge of you in your own bed.
“Sure. What’s on y-your—hah—your m-mind?” His lips attach to your shoulder, sucking an intense mark onto the clear patch of skin, like he’s trying to draw blood. You wince, your back arching a little.
“This is the only way you’ll picture me after today, isn’t it?” Your eyes roll as his lips brush over your shoulders and nape for areas to leave more marks on. You hear the quick breaths that leave his nose and the sound of his lips slipping against your bruised skin. It’s a good way of not answering the question that’s eating away at you.
“Would that be okay with you?” He finally whispers into your ear, a slight rasp in his voice.
“Oh, fucking hell, Levi,” your hands find his thighs, your nails sinking into the pale skin, leaving red lines as you draw your fingers in close like you’re fisting sheets. “I—mm…You— Fuck!” You cry out impatiently, unable to form a proper thought, completely flustered due to how fucking attractive that simple gesture was.
A deep chuckle rumbles from his chest. It’s like he’s taunting you.
“I’ve pictured you in so many different ways. This is definitely one of them, but not the only one,” he clarifies. A sweet kiss is pressed into the side of your neck. “You don’t have to worry about that ever. Understand?”
“Mhm…” you hum, lost in the way his cock prods so deeply inside you.
“Use your words, sweetheart. I don’t know what that response means,” he teases. One of his hands releases your breast, dropping down to play with your clit. You nearly fold in pleasure, leaning forward the smallest amount before Levi’s arm drapes over your chest, pinning your back to his chest. “I need you here with me. Now give me your words,” his finger rubs the tiny bud lightly, just enough to make you writhe in his lap from the pleasure.
“I—fuck—I understand, Levi. I understand,” you cry out, your eyes tearing up due to the way he holds you so close the edge. It’s not enough pressure, and he knows it, but he likes the tone in your voice, and he wants to hear it for just a tad bit longer.
“Do you now?” He hums, followed by a breathy ‘ah’.
“I do,” tears nearly flow out of your eyes. “Please, Levi. Need more of you,” you plead.
His pace doesn’t speed up, but his thrusts are stronger now. Your pussy flutters around him, the intensity of your arousal almost completely unbearable. His finger brushes your clit in a tedious manner. It has you trembling on top of him.
“Oh, fuck,” he groans. The clenching of your pussy has his cock in such a tight hold—so snug inside your velvety walls. You breathe heavily, unable to stay still on his lap anymore. You’re now chasing his thrusts, meeting them halfway to strengthen the pleasure derived from Levi.
“Fuck! Please, please, please! Please, Levi!” You gasp, heaving every time you inhale. The knot inside you is on the brink of snapping in one of the most concentrated ways you’ve ever felt. Levi was close, too. His cock pulsated with every one of his thrusts, and every time your pussy clenched, it just inched him closer to his end.
He succumbed to your cries of his name, your trembling form now shaking in rhythm with his powerful thrusts.
Choked sounds, breathy mutterings of each others names, whimpers, and cries of passion filled the room.
“Levi! Oh god, oh fuck!” The final words leave you before an overwhelming tidal wave of pleasure consumes your whole self. You’ve never felt pleasure from suffocation, but Levi was almost inhaling you from how close he was, and you didn’t want him to back off. His arms held your writhing, trembling frame tightly against him, while he whispered things into your ear.
His hips continued to roll just a little slower, just enough to bring him right to the edge. Drool coated your lips, threatening to slide down your chin. You could feel almost every part of him on you—his arms, his legs, his chest, his abs, his lips. Being trapped by him was endearing.
“Fuck… keep doing that. D-Do that again, please,” he moans, breathing against the shell of your ear. You clenched around him again, and audibly heard him go weak. His shuddered breaths and strangled groans were the sexiest things you had ever heard. He painted your walls white, the feeling so immense that he clawed at your chest, leaving red streaks on the clean area of your chest. He whimpered out so many sorry’s, not stopping the roll of his hips until the overstimulation was too much.
You stayed in that position for a while once he came down from his high. He held you tightly, his head laying on your back. His warm cheek rested on your spine as he looked at the closed door of your bedroom. The long silence was broken by the sound of you sighing.
“We’re friends, right?” You ask the same question from earlier. Maybe his answer will be different now that he’s not as distracted.
He did take a little longer to answer than before. “We’re not like them,” he finally mumbles against your skin.
“Like who?” You question.
“Like those stupid people that do the whole friends with benefits bit. Tell me we aren’t them.” His postures straightens, and he pulls you close again, not holding you too tight, just allowing you to lay on his chest.
“We’re not them. This was… a one time thing. Right?”
“I don’t like that.” He moves the hair away from your face and plants a kiss on your forehead.
Your eyes flutter shut, and a lazy grin appears on your lips.
“Let’s talk about this some other time. For now, we’re friends.” You break free of his hold and get off of him. You search for your clothes scattered across your room.
“I should probably get going. I really need to shower.” He picks his clothes off of the edge of the bed, putting everything back on.
“If only I had clothes you could wear. I would’ve loved to have you over for the night,” you say, feeling guilty once again for not being as hospitable as Levi. “I’m sor—”
“Don’t do that. Don’t apologize for dumb things like clothes, or the amount of rooms in your house.” He sits on the edge of the bed, slipping back into his trousers. “There’s always next time.”
‘This is a one time thing.’ Yeah, right.
“Well…” he exhales, running a hand through his damp, disheveled hair. “I’m gonna go. Thanks for…”
You suck in your lips, suppressing laughter at his inability to say what you both just did.
“Thanks for having me,” he finally manages to utter.
You simply nod in acknowledgment, a smile gracing your features.
“Get home safe, Levi.”
“I’ll call you.”
And call you he did. The phone call could’ve been shorter. A simple ‘I’m home. I’ll see you at work,’ would have sufficed, but it’s like he needed to have some sort of connection to you. He spent a good portion of the phone call asking about how you were feeling physically. He didn’t go any deeper than that, not wanting to put any pressure on whatever you and him were.
He did something spontaneous and didn’t know how to react as soon as it happened, so he hung up immediately. He said ‘Goodnight. Love you,’ the last two words so quiet that you didn’t even hear them through the thin layer of static on the line. And that’s why you were so confused when the dial tone sounded in your ear. You thought the call ended due to bad reception, and expected him to call back, but he didn’t.
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The next day was no different from any other day. Levi greeted you on the elevator, and acted as he usually did. There was nothing strange in your relationship according to the way he acted, or the way he talked to you. It was like the day before never happened.
“See you at lunchtime?” He says, stopping at the entrance to your office.
“Sure,” you say, unpacking your things. “I’ll have time for you today.”
“Good. See you then.” He turns and leaves your sight, heading into his own office.
You power through your work, making as much time as you can for Levi. He never left your mind as you read all those emails mindlessly. You were a zombie, the feeling of his hands roaming your body was engraved into your memory. It made you zone out a lot, the memory rolling in your mind so vividly because it was literally yesterday.
Your heart begins to race, at the sound of him calling your name. So desperate and needy, so unlike the Levi you knew before.
“Hello? Are you there?” Levi says, tapping your shoulder. “Did you sleep at all last night?”
“Huh? Oh, Levi. What are you doing here?” You check the time on the corner of your computer screen. “Shit, it’s already two thirty.”
“Right. Lunchtime,” he says, focused on your blank expression.
“Okay, yeah. What do you want to do?”
Not much besides kiss you, hold you, and more.
“Are you hungry?” He sits in the chair behind you, folding his hands on the table.
“Not really. Are you?” You rotate your chair to face him. Those eyes are intimidating every time you look at them, now. His gaze feels more intimate.
“Not at all.”
“Any other suggestions?”
He swallows every ounce of fear he feels, and prepares himself mentally for how this conversation could end. He could lose you or he could gain more than just your friendship. He can’t gauge which direction he’s leaning towards because you’re both actively ignoring the things that occurred. The things that friends don’t do.
“Let’s talk.”
Your heart sinks to your stomach, your nerves on edge. You wanted this conversation to happen, and now that it’s happening, you want nothing more than to be swallowed by a black hole.
“Okay,” you respond, your hands awkwardly splaying on your thighs.
“Did we overstep any boundaries yesterday?”
You look to your left, the door wide open for your coworkers to see and hear your private conversation. You give Levi one more chance. Maybe he won’t go into detail.
“I didn’t think we would actually act on the sexual tension—”
“Okay, hold on.” You stand up and head towards the door, pushing it shut, and shutting the blinds. “We don’t need any more workplace drama. This is between just you and me,” you say, sighing as you sit down again.
“We’re friends is what you’ve been telling me, and i’m completely fine with that.” The truth hides behind those flimsy words. He would rather destroy his favorite teacup and throw away his entire cabinet of expensive tea than fully accept that you’ll never be more than a friend. “But how will we prevent this from happening again?”
“Easy,” you reply. “It won’t happen again. We hang out at work, and only hang out outside of work when there are others around.”
“That’s an immature way to fix our situation.” He wants all the time with you. No division with others. “We can control ourselves. We don’t need people around to prove that. That’s just…absurd.”
“It’s the best solution. We won’t be tempted to do anything we shouldn’t do. There won’t be any tension. It’ll all work out fine.” You look down at his hands, his knuckles are nearly white.
He chuckles. “God, there is so much tension between us. You can cut it with a fucking knife.”
“I don’t feel it,” you say, averting your gaze immediately.
“Oh, yeah?”
“Yeah.”
He grabs onto the seat of your chair, rolling you closer to him. He decides you’re close enough when your knees are brushing his, a nudge with enough force would send his knee between your thighs and vice-versa.
“What are you doing, Levi?” You question, a perplexed look on your face.
“I’m only asking you to do one thing and it’s really simple.”
He leans in, little by little, not close enough to kiss you, but enough to make your heart race when he doesn’t stop until you can see his slate colored eyes up close.
“Keep your eyes on me.”
You do as told, and look straight into his eyes. The intensity makes your head spin. You feel so vulnerable and submissive. You look away for a second, and he clicks his tongue.
“Don’t look away from me,” he instructs. His eyes don’t waver at all. They keep their intensity, and look at you dead on. You’re pretty sure he can hear your heartbeat.
After a minute of silence and staring into his eyes, you made a decision. You didn’t think at all about what you were fighting for and went with what your heart longed for. You cupped his cheeks and crashed your lips onto his. They were as amazing as you remembered, even so, imperfect. It felt right, holding him like that. Your breathing was synchronized, the heavy pants coming from both of you bringing some color to your face.
You pull away looking into his eyes again. There was a major difference. His pupils were huge, and there was a tenderness to his expression. He’s so weak for you.
“Fuck,” he curses. He swipes his bottom lip a few times with his index finger.
“What was the point of that?” Your voice is filled with disappointment.
“It was a test. You failed horrendously.”
“You did that on purpose, Levi. You’re being unfair.” Your eyebrows crease with frustration. “You knew you would get me like that.”
“I thought you were more self-disciplined,” he teases.
“You kissed me back. You should have had the willpower to push me away,” your arms cross in annoyance.
“I didn’t want to.”
You sigh, trying so hard to be mad, but in all your faux anger, you crack a smile that eventually evolves into a giggle.
“We’re so bad at this.” You think quickly, trying to figure out what to say after. “I think the only way to fix something like this is for us to stay apart for a while,” is the only thing that came to mind. You really didn’t think before you spoke, and you didn’t mean it.
His entire demeanor changed. This was the worst idea you had ever come up with, and all he could do was hope you would take it back.
“What do you mean?” He asks, secretly buying time for you to change your mind.
“We can’t be friends right now. It’s not working out like it should.”
“No. We don’t need that. All that would do is make an awkward gap in our friendship. We’re fine, we can handle this like adults.”
You stand up in your chair. “Adults who are old enough to passionately fuck, and kiss, and look at each other with longing stares. Adults can handle things recklessly, too, you know.”
“Where are you going?” He watches you grab your coat, in search of your car keys. You find them, the jingling making them easier to locate when you patted your coat pocket.
“Out,” you respond, pushing your chair under your desk.
“Okay. I’ll be in my office.” He pushes his chair in, following you out the door. You can feel the shift in his mood based on the way he avoids looking at you.
You shut your eyes tightly for a second, silently cursing yourself for having a heart. You pull on the back of his collar, bringing him to a halt. He turns around to face you.
“Fucking hell, let’s go on a date, Levi.”
“What are you saying?” He says, looking around the office to see if anyone heard your announcement. “You’re giving me whiplash with your indecisiveness.”
“It’s now or never.” The ultimatum is weightless— it means nothing because you will forever hold a spot in your heart for Levi.
“Okay.” It was the simplest way to accept your proposal. If you had more time, he would’ve stuttered for you, but you were both on your lunch break.
You both walk to the elevator, hands next to each other, trying not to link. It was like a staticky zap every time you accidentally brushed fingers. Your hands quickly moved away from each other every time it happened. Once the doors shut, Levi pinned you to the back wall of the elevator, and kissed you with so much ardor that you could feel the heat radiating off of his cheeks. You went through that first date with him, nervous throughout the entire thing, but nothing made electricity course through you like that thirty second elevator ride.
Debating a part 2 because my mind cant seem to process one-shots anymore. Always wants to be full fics. Lol
Did not edit too much, tired. Lol
I do not own Naruto in anyway.
His hand gripped tighter around your neck, pushing your face harder into the pillows. The fluffiness breaking the impact of your face against the bed. “Take it.. all of it.. wearing that fucking skirt around the rest of the ninja… who’s pussy is this hmm?” Countless times, he lured you to his bed. Infront of everyone else, they would bet that Kakashi and yourself hated each other with every ounce you had. Kakashi was quite honestly splitting you open. Your black skirt flipped to expose your ass in the air as he held your hips. How had you found yourself in this position? Well..
“Y/N!!!!” the familiar voice was muffled by the headphones you had in your ears. Sensing a finger about to tap you, a quick pivot landed the person to the ground. “Ah, Gai!” Quickly pausing your music, removing the earbuds from your ears. “Y/N.. Still so fast!!!” Kakashi stood next to Gai on the ground, his face emotionless with you in front of him. “Let me help you Gai..” Easily lifting the man to his feet, Gai pulled you in for a hug. Being shorter, most of the male ninja called you the pocket size killer. “Where were you headed? Kakashi and I where meeting Asuma, Kurenai and a few others to go get some sake. I thought you were gone on a mission?!” Nodding no “ Finished early. You know me, I never want to be away from this sweet asshole.” Staring at Kakashi, sticking out your pierced tongue. Kakashi felt his lip twitch slightly thinking about that tongue twirling around his cock. His exposed eye trailed your outfit up and down. A black school girl skirt, fishnet tights, black shirt, breasts slightly exposed at the lower buttons that were undone. Your white lace feigning innocence.. “Where were you headed?” Gai looked over your frame himself. You always did dress a bit on the more exposed side. Not enough for people to speak, but enough to catch attention. Men fawned over you wherever you went. Any mission it didn’t take much for the villain to fall for you too. Little did they know the pocket sized ninja was one of the most deadly of Konaha. “Just going for a walk, last mission was a tad bit boring. Thinking about going to gamble with Tsunade and Master Jiraya.” Kakashi froze as the word ‘master’ left your lips. He knew you chose your words carefully. “Nah! Come with us! It will be fun! We can dance!!!” Smiling at Gai, who was more ecstatic then ever, you nodded in agreement. “Alright, Taijutsu Master.. Lets go!” Linking arms with Gai and Kakashi, you pulled them to skip with you to the bar. Gai was all smiles, Kakashi was ready to bring you to the middle of the forest and show you who was boss. “Loosen up Kakashi, You seem tense..” You whispered in his ear. Smirking he looked down at you. No one got under his skin like you did.
It had been a few hours. Everyone had the drinks going, laughing. You where on the dance floor, dancing with Kurenai. Asuma watched his wife with a smile, laughing at the two of you. “I am going to sit next to Asuma for a bit, He is giving me the look..” “Oh, baby on the way kind of look?” you laughed a bit, she pushed you slightly as she walked laughing about the sex joke. The whole time, Kakashis eyes never left your form. The way your hips swung left and right, the skirt flowing, almost peaking the panties you had underneath. “GAI!!!! I NEED ANOTHER DRINK!!!” you hollered from the dance floor! “HELL YEA YOU DO!!” Gai sprinted to you, a drink for him and you in hand. The two of you laughing and drinking together and dancing. Both Gai and you never had feeling for each other. That was obvious. However, Kakashi felt the anger rise in his chest. HE knew you where not his. You two hated each other. All you where good for was a hole for him to fill and a mission buddy to stop assailants for attacking the village. “Kakashi, want another drink?” Asuma asked looking at his friend. “Sure..” smiling though his mask, he took it in his hand and sipped on it. “I gotta use the restroom! I will be back!! Breaking the seal!!!” Gai waved as he headed towards the bathroom. The music filled your ears, the beat shaking the dance floor. The alcohol filled your bloodstream, moving with you. A hand was felt on your waist, sliding down further towards your ass. Your body froze. At first you thought it was Gai joking. Going to turn, a right hook ready to blast the person who touched you without asking. Kakashi had the man against the pole on the dance floor. In that moment you felt his strong presence. Kakashi was squeezing the mans throat tightly. “Excuse you, how dare you touch a woman without her consent… men like you make me sick…” Kakashi gave a smile, the demons that he had in his heart was ready to explode. A piece of scum touching you so carelessly. Kakashi thought low of himself from time to time but never would touch a woman without asking, “If I ever see you cross my path again, I will kill you..” Kakashi whispered in his ear. Dropping the man to the floor, he quickly crawled away. Your eyes connected with his, Kakashi had removed his mask, his blood red sharigan shining in the dark barley lit room. You felt your heartbeat through your chest.
“Fuck.. how are you this wet?.. Your slick is coating the back of those thick thighs… You love being fucked senseless by me don’t you… practically begging me to take you in front of everyone..” Grabbing your hands behind your back, he grasped them tightly with one hand almost cutting of circulatio. Pulling you back on his hard shaft. The way you where squeezing his cock told him how close your wet walls where to losing it on him. Ripping off the black button up you had, the buttons flew, smacking the walls around them. “Fuck.. those tattoos…” Kakashi groaned, biting the skin of your back. His teeth leaving marks everywhere they went. “Are you going to cum my little slut.. hmm?... Is it too much for you to take..? I can tell you how good you feel.. your tight walls are squeezing me just right.. Fuck.. It feels so good being in this pussy…” Kakashi grabbed a fistful of your hair in his hand. Yanking you up, your eyes traveled to the back of your head. “Please… PLEASE!..” “Say it.. fucking say what I want..” “Master.. Master… MASTER PLEASE… Let me cum… PLEASE!” Kakashi was a sucker for when you begged him like the good girl you could be, ever so rarely. His hand wrapped around your throat tightly, sure to leave a pressure mark tomorrow. His other hand going to pinch your left nipple as he jack hammered his dick to kiss your cervix. His cock was huge, the stretch every time he filled you felt the first. “KAKASHI!!!...” Kakashi felt your body start to shake uncontrollably, your juices squirting and coating his dick, legs and bed. Your rapid breathing had him slowing down slightly. “Fuck.. such a good.. messy girl for me… Going to cum on that beautiful face…..” Kakashi quickly threw you on the bed and stood over you, his hand working his cock to completion.. you felt his cum land on your fucked out face. He looked down at you.. you where his perfect play thing..-
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Hearing a knock at the door, you opened it to see Levi standing there. “How.. how did you learn to fight like that?” his words dark and cold, you looked down sighing. There was no reason to keep dancing around the fact that you knew Levi for years. Moving to the side you allowed him in your room. He noticed the bed didn’t even have bedding on it. The only thing was on the wall was a painting. It was of you and…him. As you walked towards the table in the room he seen you move your hair to the side. You had two large scars down your neck and back. “Gaki (Brat)….” Levi spoke up. No wonder you said that you where street trash. That is all anyone ever called you two when you were kids. Laughing a bit you nodded staring at the ground. “I…Thought you di…died……” Levi dropped the papers in his arms quickly making the space go smaller. He wrapped his arms around you and hugged you tightly. He noticed you didn’t hug him back. Instead you stood there, tears welling in your eyes. Getting weak in the knees you started to fall, your body getting heavier against Levis chest. He held onto you and carefully slid you to the ground. “How… how did you..” “…..A farmer…. Found me.. my body was thrown outside the wall… I was still alive… No one checked my pulse..” Levi looked down at you, his eyes wide, shocked.
He remembers the day he thought you died. He couldn’t save you from those thugs. You put up a hell of a fight and so did he. There was too many of them. After the severe beating, he woke up in a hospital and you where gone. He tried to trace you, but he was told that you were dead. He searched for your body for years with no hope. He remembered seeing the blood poor from your face, how you coughed in pain. You still smiled at him as his realty went black.
“I was taken in by the farmer and his wife. They nursed me back to health and taught me how to fight. I suffered some amnesia. One day I was walking through the walls when a titan attacked. I seen you… and Erwin… I dropped at the sight of you riding through the air, you always did want to fly. Right then I remembered everything.” Shifting a bit you spoke again “After more training with the farmer, He gave me his ODM gear to practice with. I told him everything I remembered, and he trained me for 17+ hours of the day for two years. We even went out and killed titans for fun.” You smiled at the farmer you considered the only father you ever had. “He died of old age. His wife died of heart break two days later.” “Why didn’t come find me right away?” “I hated you… When I knocked you out.. I can’t lie, I had a sick sense of happiness. Truthfully I wanted to keep hating you.. But.. You decided you would come and visit me every night in the infirmary and it wore on my resolve..” Levi pulled away from you slightly, looking at your face. There where bags under your eyes, you had grown older. You where beautiful then, but now you where stunning. He always loved you. Not like a brother and sister type of relationship. It started as two people trying to survive, to being protective of each other and eventually a young love. “I am sorry…” he whispered closing his eyes. In his mind he had the image of your lifeless body being thrown in a ditch. Shaking it off he slowly stood up picking you up in his arms. You where light, oddly light. Laying you down he started to undo your jacket. “Levi?” “It isn’t what you think.. I am checking your ribs.” Nodding you sat up slightly lifting your shirt for him to see. He sucked in slightly seeing your breasts jiggle a bit with the movement. “Damn it Levi, now is not the time.” He thought to himself. Your bruising had went down considerably. He looked at your stomach, and seen how thin you were. “When was the last time you ate a decent meal?” Staring at the wall you honestly thought about it. “6 months maybe?” Levi staired at you, as you looked passed him. “How are you able to move like you do…?” Levi helped you slide your shirt back on gently. “I eat when necessary. I don’t see the big deal. We delt with this as children.” She hasn’t changed much has she? He thought looking over you. He couldn’t believe you were alive. The girl he buried deep in his heart. The face that gave him courage when he wanted to fall was lying next to him. Hearing another knock at the door Levi stood up walking to turn the door knob. It slammed open to Jean walking in. “Y/N! Are you ok! Do you need anything?!” You looked at the cadet slightly confused as he ran to your bedside. “Uh..I..? Why are you here?!” Jean looked you over with a sad smile. “Because I think you are incredible.” Hearing a “tch” him he felt a cold shiver go down his back. “Captain!” he stood at attention as Levi walked around infront of him. “If you ever, open her door without her opening it for herself, I will have you run laps till you collapse and die. Promise. NOW GO!” Jean sprinted out the room at full speed to get out of the situation. You looked at Levi and generally laughed. “What the fuck was that?” Levi smiled a bit “Someone is enamored with you… Brat..”
Your ribs had healed enough for you to train with cadets. Erwin was leading the training today. You looked up at the sky to the sun beating down on your face. How the warmth felt so good against you skin. “Y/N since your healed, I want you against 10 of our top cadets.” “What?!” Levi hollered. You looked him in the eyes to be quiet. You begged Levi to not tell Erwin about your two pasts. There was no reason to make things complicated. You two were best friends as children, with a tragic past. No need to push more issues on it. “I mean, you have never done that commander.” “Well, she seems to be able to handle multiple titans, why not cadets. I would like to get all of them to this point. It will help them when people tend to get in there way. Nodding he listen to his commander. “Mikasa, Eren, Levi..” “You said cadets…” he whispered to himself. “and me.” Erwin left himself last. Seeing them circle you was too similar to the how you supposedly died. “Go!” Erwin yelled. Taking a deep breath you crouched low and watched Eren run at you first, full force. Sweeping his legs, tackling him to the ground you hit him in the face. Next you knew Mikasa would react. Afterall, that is his protector. Mikasa was more agile, and thought out. While she reacted off emotion she still knew that you where swift enough to ignore her attacks. “Eren made the mistake on running too fast without thought. You are making the mistake of moving too slow and over thinking!” You ran at Mikasa and slid under her. Grabbing her jacket you threw her out of the circle and stood once again in an offensive manner. After defeating six more cadets you looked at Levi and Erwin. “Don’t chicken out now, commander.” You smirked at the blonde. He chuckled a bit and nodded. He looked sideways to Levi. Not catching the glance you dodged the commanders attack. Feeling strong arms hold you from behind you noticed it was Levi. “Captain, you should of all people should know better than to restrain me..” The commander came at you with another fist to your face. Jumping up, you used both of your feet to push back Erwin. He held his stomach kneeling looking as you turn slightly breaking from Levis grasp. “Do you really need to get knocked out again?” Throwing punch after punch, he blocked about 97% of them. You where fast, he had to give you that. Hearing someone behind you, you moved out of the way causing Erwin to tackle Levi. “Come on, you look like buffoons..” the gravity benith you shifted. You seen Erwin grabbing you by your jacket throwing you to the ground. Looking up you seen the two of them above you. Quickly grabbing each of there legs you tripped them. Landing them on there backs. Putting your foot on the Commanders neck, not enough to harm him, but make a threat. Levi stood there, still. “Alright, you win.” Erwin spoke smirking. Grabbing his hand you helped him up. Brushing the sand and dirt off his shoulder.
Everyone had ate and went back to there quarters. You sat on the chair in your room looking outside at the sleeping town. Night after night sleep escaped you. At this rate you would pass out from exhaustion. Especially since Erwin loved to show you skills during training. “Training..” you whispered to yourself. How you missed it with your makeshift father. Thinking about the other days training with only one sword, your skills had dwindled and that was not ok with you. “No rest for the wicked.”. Standing up you grabbed one if your steel swords and shuttered at the noise of the steel blade. Something about holding it made you feel free, safe. Forged by your hands you knew this blade could stand the trials.
Hearing light clashing outside of his quarters he woke up. It was 1 AM. Who the fuck was out this late? Peering outside it was you with a hand tied behind your back and a sword in your hand. You had set up crates and hay barrels to spar with. Levi chuckled a bit looking at you thrust your sword into the hay and back out. “Hey, Brat. That hay is not much of a challenge.” The familiar voice filled your ears as you looked up towards the noise. “Brat? Hmm, come and say that to my face. Short Stack.” Smiling he nodded grabbing his jacket off the chair.
Grabbing your other sword you tossed it to the man who looked tired and oddly relaxed. “Why are you still awake? You are out passed curfew.” “Can’t sleep. I haven’t slept in awhile. Yeah, rules, rules , rules. Erwin and I have a pact. I fight for him, I protect you. I can do whatever I wish.” Calmly speaking you grabbed your sword once again. “Protect me?...” “Yeah. He knows about us Levi. He knows the whole story. I told him to wait till you remembered who I was. I begged you not to say anything because..” “ERWIN KNOWS! Why the fuck did he allow me question him months about you?!” Shifting and running at him, he held the sword up as they thrashed. Sparks flew one the metals hit each other. “I requested he didn’t tell you. He happened to see me when I was killing titans for fun and training outside the walls. I knew who he was from the research I did. He knew I submitted a request to be part of the squad. He seen me in action and after we had a picnic date. We sat and talked and he kept pressing on why I was pushing hard to be near you. So, I told him everything.” “A date?” Levis heart skipped a beat at the word. Where you and Erwin..a thing? Is that why you went oddly easy on him? “Not like that. No love for me shorty. Just blades, blood and the occasional fun night out.” Quickly pivoting you hit blades with him again. Something in his eyes changed. Was it sadness? Why was he sad? Hopping back a bit you set the blade down untying your arm. Stretching it out you, you watched Levi stare at the grass. This was unlike his demeanor. “Levi…” He ignored his name, as he kept staring.
“LEVI! PUT ME DOWN!” you held onto his shoulders. He continued to run down the street quickly. The laugh rang in his ears happily. He looked back at your eyes closed and a huge smile across your face. This was one of the few good days in the underground. He held your tightly as he ran around, jumping ever few times to catch you off guard. “I love you Levi! Thanks for being there for me!” “Tch, hush little girl.” You knew that was code for “I love you too.”
“Levi..?” You walked up to him grabbing his chin gently. He slapped your hand down, throwing your sword in the grass. “Get your ass back to your quarters. Or you WILL be running laps till morning.” Standing there shocked, you looked at his backside as he walked away from you.
Levi had ignored you for a few weeks. It was starting to piss you off. Why was he so angry at you? What had you said? Sitting on the roof of the wall you watched as titans roamed in the distance. “Ugly fuckers.” No one had known you left the compound. You needed to get away. Freedom was still very much important to you and your mental wellbeing. Hearing footsteps you seen Erwin walking up to you. Standing up you saluted him and sat back down. “I was looking for you, I thought you could be out here. What are you doing?” “Pondering going to kill every one of those bastards out there.” Erwin followed your eye sigh and sighed a bit. “The world needs people like Levi and you. People who would love nothing more than kill every-last one of them.” Nodding you kept watching them walk around aimlessly. “Yeah.. Well short stack hates me for whatever reason.” Shrugging your shoulders you leaned back letting the sun hit your face as you spoke. “Why is that?” Truth is, Erwin felt Levis wrath. Levi went off on him for knowing the relationship between you two. Not to mention him having you protect him “Not sure honestly.. I said “No love for me shorty. Just blades, blood and the occasional fun night out.” Raising one of his bushy eyebrows he looked at you. Erwin knew why Levi was pissed off.
As Levi and Erwin flew around on their gear in the underground months after he had been captured, Levi was focused on everyone he passed. “What are you looking for?” Erwin asked intrigued by the raven haired man. “Nothing…” Levi looked down, not looking him the eyes. “Tell me..” Levi spoke about what happened with you. How he could never find your body. How you died alone and your body went missing. “So you expect a body to appear years later?” Levi kept quiet at the remark, the straight faced man full on frowned at the thought of you. “You.. loved her.” Erwin stopped ontop of one of the buildings. Levi followed in his foot steps. “Yeah.. I did..”
Eventually getting back to everyone you sat in the mess hall as everyone ate. Nothing was appetizing to you at that moment. Instead you sat there and listened to Connie and Sasha bickering back and forth. Stairing at the rafters of the building there was a creak behind you. “Yes, Captain?” You asked before Levi could speak. “How did she..?” Armin slapped Eren before he could finish sentence. “We have a mission. Get your ass to Erwins office. Now!” man this tone of voice was annoying the hell out of you. Every part of you wanted to kick his smug ass out of the mess hall.
“Commander?” You entered his office and sat in one of the chairs next to Hange and Levi. “I need you three to go on a mission. We need more titan blood to test some properties on it. While the body steams away every remain, there is a away if water Is quickly added to it. “Why do you need me?” Erwin looked you in the eyes “I need you to protect them.” “Tch. No one needs her protection, Erwin. She can stay here if that is the only reason you want her to fucking go.” Levis words cut you deep. He seen your breath hitch as you looked at the ground. ‘No..not that look………’ Levi thought to himself looking over at you. “Too bad Levi. She has a mission to also scout the area. She knows it better than anyone. After all, the farmer took you in you where able to live out there correct?” “You are talking about 3 kilmeters northeast outside of the wall?” Erwin nodded to your words. “Yeah, my home is still there..” you voice was lower than normal. Sad. “Y/N go ready the horses. This should take a few days. Get enough supplies for all of you too.” “Yes.. Commander.”
After packing everything, you waited for Levi and Hange. Seeing Levi appear first you passed him his horse and waited for the lab rat. “She is not coming. Commander changed his mind. We will go get the blood for 4 eyes.” You made no muse or talked back. Bringing back Hange horse to his stable you kissed his nose and walked back to your horse. Hopping up you followed Levi. You always stayed behind him, never once getting close enough for him look at you. Making your way passed the walls, you stood there looking out. “Lead the way.” Levi spoke to you. Pulling the reins on your horse you ran ahead of him towards your home. Levi watched your every move. He knew that you put the walls back up. There was no way around that. You had not spoken once to him since leaving. “Oi, brat. How much longer” Holding up a three and then a zero he sighed. You wouldn’t even speak to him about that.
Riding up to the home you lived in after you supposed death was hard to come back too. It was still vacant and left exactly as you left it. Grabbing the key you unlocked the door. Bringing the horse in with you to the house confused Levi. Simply pointing he watched as you took the horse to what looked like an add on to the home. Around the outside was stone. It looked like a random cave placed against the house. “It blocks smell.” You spoke quickly bring the horse into the stable within the rock. Levi quickly noticed the whole home was covered with the rock and the front of the home was a diversion. He had never seen a home built against a cliff like this. It was.. smart. “It avoids titans.” You spoke plainly. Truth is, every step you took in the home killed you. How you missed dinners with your makeshift mother and father. They took such amazing care of you with what they had. Never once judging you from where you came from. Teaching you how to protect yourself from all creatures of this world, especially titans. Levi felt the aura in the home switch. Looking at you, he seen a shimmer of a tear through the mood lit room. Walking over he put a hand on your shoulder. Smacking it away you looked back at him angerly. “Go fuck yourself.” You yelled shoving him out of the way. He watched as you walked deeper into the home/cave. Clicking a switch the room was lit up. His eyes went wide seeing what looked like orbs of fire. “It is called a bulb” My father created them out of glass and had fluid to automatically light them. It needs to be filled every two years if used regularly. Walking up some stairs you headed to your old room and opened the door. Nothing had been moved. You never thought you would be back in this room.
The emotion got to be too much, you fell to your knees crying against your bed. The thoughts of all the great times of your makeshift parents and you playing games and training here all came to the forefront. Your heart squeezed and you gasped in pain. Your whole body started to shake uncontrollably. No breath was deep enough, it felt like you where dying. You couldn’t see out your eyes from the constant blurriness of tears. Levi hurd a gasp and made quick work of the stairs. He seen you on the floor crying. He watched from the door way, careful not to be seen. The gasping for air started and he quickly walked in and grabbed your body quickly in his arms. If you pushed him away so be it. He wanted to help you feel safe, that he was there. He held you tightly, tighter than he has ever hugged anyone. You grabbed onto his cloak and you screamed out in pain. It felt like your heart was being torn in two. How you loved them, the people who saved you from certain death. Who gave you a better life, a better future. “Y/N.. You are having a panic attack. I need you to breath and look at me.” Levi quickly wiped your eyes. He motioned to take a deep breath and you tried. You kept trying with him, following his movements. Eventually you had called yourself down, with only a few tears escaping. Going to stand up, Levi grabbed your hips and pulled you back on his lap. “Y/N stop. You need to rest.. I think you are overtired and over worked.. We should never had made you come back here. That was a stupid request of Erwin and I.” Nodding no, you looked up and him your eyes started to get oh so heavy.
Waking up you felt Levis arm around you. He had transferred the two of you to the bed at some point in time. It was late morning, you had slept at least 12+ hours. Slowly getting out of his grasp you felt him tighten his death grip. “I was mad at you… You said you didn’t want love.. It hurt…….” Looking back at Levi confused. His sleepy eyes looked up at you. “When you “Died”… Most of me died with you……..” glancing at Levi shocked at his explanation of why he was so upset. “When I realized you where alive.. I.. Couldn’t…….. I told Erwin to take you off of missions. He refused. Saying you where too valuable to the survey corps. That a lot less people would die with you on the field. Heh.. who would of thought the secret to our possible success would be the girl I loved all those years ago.” You didn’t know how to react. You just slept the best you had slept in years because he had his protective arms around you. They were familiar. Safe. Secure. At one point in your anger you did blame him for your death, the anger starting from there. After speaking to your “dad” about it, he talked you down from that thought. Still the anger was there. Now you heard his confession and you wanted nothing more than to kiss him. To kiss him for the second time.
“Levi?” you questioned as he pressed his lips against your gently. Closing your eyes you held onto the man tightly and kissed back. “HEY! Who are you?”
The last kiss ended with Levi in the hospital and you dead. Maybe it was bad luck for the two of you to kiss. “Captain..” you whispered. “I…” you looked away standing up. You couldn’t respond the way you wanted. So badly did you want to profess how angry you where with him. How you loved him to the moon and back. You couldn’t. IF you did, it could be dangerous for both of you.
All day the two of you did the awkward no talking. Levi read over the books in your home as you disappeared for a bit. He had no clue where you went be he seen you go into the cave passed the stables. Eventually he sighed setting the book down to go find you. He wasn’t mad at you, more embarrassed for everything he said earlier. He seen you visually shutter at something he had said. He was unsure of what. Walking passed the stables he seen you in what looked like a massive garden. It was very overgrown to the point he didn’t know where to walk. “How.. how is there a garden in a cave?” he was stunned and amazed by the engineering. “One weekend my “dad” and I set it up” he seen you air quotes your adopted father. He was unsure why you did that. You went on to explain how water was filter through the rock and how you dug out different areas for the sun to hit. Reflecting the sun off a tempered glass it helped spread a small amount of light to the whole garden. The water came from the same way when it rained. Any extra was filtered to the well. He seen the basket of food you had. Carrots, potatoes, rice, onion, green peas, green onion, ginger, lemon grass, basil. Getting up to carry all of this, Levi grabbed it and held it for you instead. Stopping by the well you filled a bucket and head back to the main part of the home. Starting something you called a range, he watched you start to cook. He seen you wash the old knives that where in the drawers and chop up the veggies. He then watched you chop the ginger and something you called a lemon and put it in a separate pot to boil. He would be lying if he didn’t think how nice it was to have a relaxing day that was sort of safe outside of the walls. The home life looked good on you.
Levi watched your put your hair up showing the scars on your neck. He remembered that from the attack. From there they used a knife to slice your delicate skin open. You screamed in agony. You begged the bastards over and over to make you feel the pain and to leave him alone. Cut after cut littered your body. There had to be at least 35 of them.
Dishing up two bowls, you poured the curry in and handed it to Levi. “What is that scent?” he asked looking at the brownish food. It smelt amazing. “Curry. It comes from curry leaves.” Going back you grabbed the washed cups and poured the homemade tea you made. Giving a cup to Levi, you decided to drink a bit first. Levi smelled the tea and took a little sip. It was unlike anything he had ever had in his life. “This… is fucking incredible..” Finishing the tea, he went onto the curry and rice.
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Warnings: Sexual Talk, Violence (nothing major), 18+ ONLY!
Kakashi x Y/N
Plot: Kakashi and you had been fooling around for years. Always in the shadows. When catching Kakashi with another woman you left.
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“When will you stop running from us?!” Kakashi hollard at the top of his lungs at you. The rather composed ninja was coming undone at the seams from the fight the both of you had. “Running.. I am running?!” There you were, toe to toe with one of the strongest ninjas in the world. “I don’t run, I just didn’t know fucking other people was on the table! 12+ years of non-stop friends with benefits and missions and you decided to go with someone else.” He felt the fist impact on his cheek, sending him to the ground. Explosive anger that could rival Tsunade and Sakura. Constantly keeping him on his toes. Oh how he loved to put you in your place when you got out of hand. Never had you struck him, in all of your years of hiding in the shadows together. Looking up, you had disappeared.
“Tsunade, where is she?” Looking up from the large stack of paperwork Infront of her, she look at Kakashi confused. “Huh?” “Y/N.” It had been three months since the night you knocked him to the ground. “That is classified Kakashi.” Tsunade knew about the two of you to some extent. Often pairing the both of you because of how well you worked together. When you had been struck by a kunai protecting Kakashi, he never left your side. Tsunade put two and two together. When you showed up in her office late, three months ago asking for a long-term mission she knew something was wrong. Gaara needed help in the sand village and your aid would be valued. Taking down large amounts of troops was your specialty. “Tsunade.. please..” Looking at the copy ninja, he was visually disheveled at your disappearance. He slouched a lot more, his eyes not showing the mischievousness in them. She even noticed he was not reading the pervy sages books anymore.
You had dropped all communications with him. He checked all of your normal spots and nothing. He stood in your living room, he noticed nothing had been touched in the last few months. You left without even moving clothing. Had he broke you? He was the one person who said he would never hurt you.
“Are you ok Y/N?!” Gaara asked carefully lifting you up. For the past two and a half months you had been helping the Kazikage with his bandit problem. “Yeah.. Fucker got one off on me..” Gaara looked at the Kunai stuck deep in you shoulder. He walked back to the medic office, holding you. “This is not very.. Kazikage like Lord Gaara. I can walk.” You smiled the best you could to the red haired man. “Nonesense.. Lady Tsunade sent one of her prized ninja to help me. I can’t allow you to go back banged up.” Gaara chuckled. “Y/N!!!!!!!!!” Looking at the voice, you saw Temari running towards the two of you. “Hello Temari.” You waved to her with your uninjured arm. Temari looked at her brother holding you in his arms with a slight smirk. Looking at her facial expressions you where not sure why she was smirking. “A letter was sent for you from the fifth Hokage.” Temari handed it to you.
“It is none of my business, but Kakashi is asking about you everyday. The moment I step into the office till the moment I leave he is here three times a day asking for you. Out of frustration I told him where you are. I hope you get this letter before he is there. I am not sure what happened, but he is looking for you.”
~Tsunade, The Fifth Hokage.
“Damn it..” you sighed reading the letter. “Do you need to go back?” Gaara asked carrying to the room, gently setting you down on the table. Pulling the bed up, he sat on the edge of it. Gaara would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy having you around. Wise, bold, strong and fearless are the four words he would use to describe you. Granted you had about twenty years on him, you took him by storm. “No, Lord Gaara.” Gently giving him a smile, masking the irritation and fear in you voice.
Leaving the hospital you walked next to Gaara. Your arm in a sling since the Kunai went as deep as you shoulder bone, chipping and fracturing it. “Thankfully your medical staff is incredible. Not surprised considering Chiyo and Sakura help train them.” “May Chiyo rest in peace.” Nodding in agreement, Gaara led you to the tamagoyaki shop. “Two orders of the original please.” “Yes lord Kazikage!” the cashier smiled greatly. Taking out your wallet, Gaara put his hand up. ”Please, as if I would let you pay..” Handing the woman the money, she traded it for your orders. “Keep the change, Leia.”
Walking to a nearby park you sat on the bench popping ball of food into your mouth. “Wow! These are so good!!” the way your face lit up, Gaara blushed slightly. “They do a great job. I go at least once a week.” Gaara took a bite of the octopus filled pancake dumpling. “If you don’t mind me asking, what was that letter about?” freezing at the question, you immediately wanted to lie. “It… is hard to explain.” “Well, thankfully I have all night.” Gaara flashed his smile at you. Warm as ever. “You are young yet Gaara, I don’t think you could understand what it is..” stairing at the ground, you felt his hand on your wrist, gently smiling at you. “Try me.”
“Well… fuck..” Gaara sat there, wide eyed at the story you told about you and Kakashi. The late nights, the missions, the panic attacks you helped each other through, the times you risked it all to save each other. You finding out he slept with another woman. Gaara staired up at the night sky, the stars twinkling. “I am glad you came here.” Gaara spoke up looking into your eyes. “I know you just wanted to get away, but.. you have taught me so much. To be a better leader. Helping me write my speeches. Helping Temari with the bandits. I am internally grateful for you.” “I didn’t do much Gaara. I am glad to be here. I didn’t think I could feel comfortable so quickly. The sand village is a lot more pleasant than what I thought it would be.” “What is that supposed to mean?” reaching over the bench you grabbed the grass holding it between you fingers. “I thought it was honestly all sand in the city..” Gaara laughed at you touching the grass. Gaara stood up, holding his hand out to help pull you up so you where stable. “Thanks Kazikage.”
Gaara opened your door for you, holding onto your bag you used for the mission. “Where would you like me to set it?” pointing to the table, he set it down. “Thanks Gaara, for everything.” Gaara gently walked over to you, holding your chin. He was taller than you by at least a foot. “Thank you for protecting my village.” He placed a light kiss on your forehead before waving and walking out of the apartment. Confused by the kiss on the forehead, you brushed it off. Gaara gently closed the door behind him walking out.
“You can come out now.” A light chuckle and the copy ninja himself walked out of the shadows. “Wow, so this is what you do. 20 years younger too.” Looking at the man infront of you, the bags under his eyes were evident. “Unless you are here, with news from Konaha.. You should leave.” “Cute. Not going to happen.” Knowing you where no physical match against him, reaching for your bag with your essentials you threw it over your good shoulder. “Then I will leave.” Walking towards the door, the room spun and you where against the wall. Kakashi trapping you between his arms. “I just found you, you are going to leave so quickly?” The look you gave Kakashi made him gasp slightly. The pain your eyes held.. was unlike anything he had ever seen from you. “Please.. we were never together. Nothing to worry about. You fucked that girl. I fucked a new ninja every week since being here. All is good.” In your peripheral vison you could see his fists clench. “I bet none of them made you scream like I could..” your laugh escaped you before you could stop it. He wanted to play the game, he was dancing with the devil herself. “Oh.. trust me… Yes… a few of them could..” feigning your bliss at the fake scenario in your head, Kakashi was fuming. You allowed another to touch what is his. Hearing a knock at the door, you pushed Kakashi out of the way. “Y/N.. I for..” Gaara looked back to see Kakashi standing there. “Mr. Hatake..” “Lord Kazikage..” the two exchanged glances, something silently said between the two. “I.. was going to get some drinks with Temari, she asked me to come and get you. Would you like to go?” To be honest you felt like resting. The days events and time in the hospital zapped you. However, staying home meant dealing with a certain silver head ninja. “I would love too!” looping your arm with Gaara, you slammed the door on Kakashi.
Warnings: More smut eventually. Abuse in many forms. Pain. Blood.
18+
Changed some of the AOT story line! :)
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“She said she would be here.. it is day 2? Was she lying” “I beg your pardon Corporal. Next time you call me a liar I will cut you down where you stand. Understood?” Erwin felt a shiver run up his spine. Your voice gloomy and threatening. “Alright, first off, where is my sister sleeping? It better not be those shacks.” Putting your arm around your sister protectively she waved happily at Levi. Levi smiled warmly and nodded to her. The cadets that where around all shocked that the captain could even smile. “Of course not. This way.” Erwin led you and your sister, plus her two bodyguards to a smaller cabin. Opening the door, he handed you the key. “Hmm.. will do for now. Grace, get your stuff arranged and stay with Eric and Matt please.” Grace smiled at her two bodyguards that where also close friends. “We have business to discuss, Erwin.”
Sitting in a room, you met Hange, Mikasa, titan boy and Armin. “So what.. your plan is to scale the wall like a fucking spider and hope to god we take out these titans and abnormals?” “It is more intricate than that.” Erwin spoke calmly. “No I don’t think it is.” Hange staired at you. Something was different about you and especially your eyes. “Lab rat, if you have a question to ask.. ask it.” “Your eyes.. they.. are not..” Smirking at the woman you turned her way. “Normal? Correct.” “Your sister doesn’t have them..” “Because we have different mothers. Our piece of shit father is the same.” Hange went to poke your eye, you grabbed her hand quickly. “Mam, if I die on the field, I give you full rights to examine my body. However, unless you want to examine it in the bedroom I suggest you keep your fingers to yourself. I bite.” Snapping your teeth at her with a wink, Hange blushed at your comment looking back at Erwin. Levi coughed not believing what came out of your mouth. “This mission needs to be small. Levi, Hange, I , Eren, Mikasa and Armin go. Alone to the house. Everyone else scouts for titans.” “No, you are here to kill titans.” Erwin spoke up. “Oh really.. or am I here to protect the titan and your strongest solider. Because from that foolish ass plan that is what it looks like.” Erwin didn’t have any rebuttal. After all, you seemed to see right through his plan. “We stick with the original plan.” Levi spoke up staring at you. Standing up you pushed your chair out. “Than you do it alone.” “Except.. you and I go scout beforehand.” Levi spoke. Staring into the steel eyes you could have killed him. “No. Need. I will do it myself.” Opening the door to leave, your anger level was high “DO you always run if you don’t get your way?” Levi Groaned “What are you…? My master?” Levi took a deep breath. That fucking word coming from your lips again was enough to throw you on the table and fuck you Infront of everyone. “After all, I am glad Gram came with.. I’d rather let him be my master.” You mouthed the word towards Levi. Everything in his power was trying to hold him back. Of course, you noticed how uncomfortable he was when you smiled at Gram. Nothing escaped you. Always so Intune with people and their emotions.
Dinner was served and Levi seen you and your people walk in. Handing them a tray you all got food. “LEVI!” Hearing his name, he smiled at your sister. “Hi Gracie.” He spoke sipping his tea. “Levi, can I sit with you…?” Nodding, he stood up grabbing a chair that was against the wall and set it next to him. “My sister sure has had a few tantrums since you came around.” “Straight to the point as usual Grace. Even as a child you where that way.” Grace smiled taking a bite of the bread. “Yeah, she hates me right now.” “Honestly.. she could never hate you. Even when you left her.. calling her a dog…” Grace hit him in the arm as hard as she could for what he called her. All the cadets went silent watching the small girl hit their captain. “I deserved that..” He murmured. “You obviously can’t fight like her..” Chuckling he spoke with a smile. Levi watched as you sat all the way in the back talking to the two men you brought with you. He seen the laugh that was flirtatious. Damn you knew how to get men to do everything at your beck and call. He wondered how many men you slept with, how many men got to feel you.. The thought haunted him since he slept with you. Four rounds, he couldn’t stop till he possibly couldn’t move. Your bodies like magnets to each other. You came so easily as he forced your head into the pillow.. your body glistening with sweat as he pushed as deep as possible. “Levi?” Grace asked poking his cheek. “You ok?” Nodding he finished his tea up, a slight blush riding on his face. “Grace.. how many men has she been with..?” He knew asking the 17 year old girl this question was not right.. however Grace was always honest with him. “None.” “Don’t.. lie..” “I am serious. She swore off men the moment you left. Sure she flirts to get her way.. but never more than that. She did have a close encounter.. I remember she knocked on my door when her and another guy from down below went out. It started getting hot and heavy and she knocked him out for touching her boob.” Grace laughed a bit. “Why..?” “You. Just you. She said she couldn’t get you out of her head. Years passed and nothing and no one felt right. No matter how bad you crushed her.. she couldn’t be with anyone else.” Grace finished her food looking at the man who just staired at you across the hall. He watched you get up, hips swinging as you dropped off your tray and headed towards them “Grace, lets go.” Nodding the little sister didn’t dare put up a fight with you in front of everyone.
A day passed and Levi watched you. You didn’t speak to him unless necessary. You where told to be on the field at 6 AM sharp. Instead he walked out early to see you sitting on some crates waiting for everyone else. “So I see you still don’t sleep.” “Sleep is for the weak.” Your sharp tongue was already prepped for the morning he thought. He seen you throwing a knife back and forth.
“Please..” gasping under him, he gently slid the knife across your skin. The small blood droplets pooling on your skin. “Why…. Why does your blood look so good on you…?” Levi enjoyed gently gliding the knife across your bare skin.
“Oi, what are you staring at asshole?” snapping out of it he shook his head. Setting up the practice. It was about 15 minutes to pass and you had walked back to your cabin. Heading back Levi froze. “You can’t wear that.” Raising an eyebrow you didn’t understand the words he said. “Can’t? Excuse me.” Levi threw down the wooden swords storming over to you. “What do you want peanut?” Levi grabbed your chin staring in your dark red eyes. “Change.. I don’t need my cadets staring at you.” “Why.. does that make you jealous… master?” Levi twitched at the word. Fuck you should not have anywhere close to the power over him. Grabbing his hand away from your chin you stepped back. “Too bad. They need to deal with all distractions. You of all people should know that.” Grabbing a wooden sword you swung it a few times. “Ugh.. no wonder they are dying.. These are not even the same fucking weight Levi!” “It is all we got..” Shaking your head, you headed back to your cabin. Soon you and your two goons came out carrying different wooden swords. “Here.. I train my people with these. Grace brought them.” Picking one up, it was the exact weight of the swords they used. “How..” “Grace makes them. You will pay her directly.”
The cadets lined up. You of course just stood next to Erwin in your outfit. A black corset tank top, tight pants. Your ass looked great in them and so did your breasts. The male cadets kept stealing glances at you. You cared less about them or fighting this fight for that matter. The only reason you did was because a favor was called in and you NEVER went back on a favor. “Y/N, Levi. Show them how to fight.” Glaring at Erwin, you stood forward, slightly skipping. Scanning over the crowd, there was quite a few of them. “Ready? GO!” Erwin yelled as you flipped the sword in your hand. Levi didn’t want to do this. He didn’t want to fight you. He knew Erwin was going to see if they made the right choice of bringing you up here. Levi took a step forward and you parried his steps easily. Getting annoyed he used his full force as you staired at your nails only using one hand. “Is this all you got?” you whispered. “Maybe I need to find a new master… After all.. I need someone strong.. over me.. having me beg..” He snapped. Seeing black you smirked. “There it is.” Levi’s movements were quick, calculated. The thought someone violating your body was enough to make any man go mad. Soon the two of you were in a full-fledged battle. Cadets had to move out of the way as the two of you wielded the swords. Erwin couldn’t believe the two of you. This must be the upbringings of the underground. You graciously moved, like it was a dance. Not paying attention you started to slip in the mud as you stepped back. Levi quickly threw his sword catching you before you hit the ground. All the cadets blushed at the sudden movement of there captain. “I got you..” Levi whispered closed to your lips. Once standing up you punched him in the face, sending him back. “I don’t need you to have me.. I would rather be covered in mud..” Holding his face you walked away. “Erwin.. let me know when there is actually a challenge.” Hitting shoulders with the commander he sighed. “Y/N.. we need you.. please train with us. These cadets.. you can save their lives.” “If you want them to be as good as Ackerman and I, then subject them to hard conditions. You have them going one on one. Make them go five on one. To give a real element of danger.. That is the only way to awake the demon in them.” Your eyes glowed red when you said that word. “Fine. Let’s see you do it first.” Erwin smirked slightly. “Alright, pick whomever you want.” After 5 cadets covered you, they all attacked at once. “Baka..” jumping up you landed behind them. “Come on.. really?” Feeling the wind behind you, it was Mikasa.. another Ackerman no doubt. With there bloodline, you knew you had to be careful. She went to swipe the sword, you rapidly pivoted it and hit her square in the chest dropping her. “MIKASA!” titan boy ran up to you, swinging with no real plan in mind. Grabbing his fist you flung him into the other cadets.
5 cadets sat on the ground gasping for air. Meanwhile, you had not broken a single sweat. Leaning down at them you smiled. “I was once like you… getting my ass kicked EVERYDAY in the underground. I always got back up and always learned how to fight harder from those instances. Don’t worry, after the 1,000 time of getting kicked in the face.. you learn a thing or two.” Levi overheard you talking to them. You where not lying. Everyday you got picked on. Till one day he stepped in and held your hand. Beating up the thugs who hurt you. You refused to be like them. No way in hell would you be that way. Always promising to never allow him to save you again. “Y/N..” Levi spoke lowly. “My office.. now.” Turning around you seen that gaze. You tried to rebuttal but he was serious.
Slamming the door open to his office you twirled a chair around, putting your heals on his desk looking at him. “What do you want?” Levi grabbed you legs off his desk and held you by your shoulders “So you really hate me…?” He couldn’t take it anymore. He was always whipped over you. His only kryptonite was sitting in his office. “Yes sir.” You spoke looking into his eyes, yours dull. “Liar..” He pressed his lips against yours. Fuck.. a few days of not feeling them again was difficult. “I am not lying.” You shoved him back standing up. “I won’t be a body again.. just one you can fuck and leave.” Heading towards the door angrily he said those words.. anything but those. “I love you.. always have.. always will.. if you were naïve to believe I thought you where a body you do not know me.. always blindingly trusting me..” Levi spoke low, sad. “Don’t turn this around.. you fucking broke me..” The tears started, and boy you wish they would stop. The tears hot, steaming down your face. “I would give my life for you.. I would kill everyone that stepped in your way.. I fucking loved you then and I do now.. and I HATE MYSELF FOR IT!” Your voice was loud, Levi didn’t know how to react. You just professed you loved him back, after years of being apart. He hated seeing you in emotional anguish. That hard exterior was cracking at the seams. He had to keep pushing “I never meant what I said.. I just.. I couldn’t handle it if something happened to you or Grace.” Levi grabbed your chin gently pressing his lips to yours. Wiping the tears from your eyes, he wrapped his right arm around you, pulling close. “I can’t stay here… after this is over..” you pushed your head to his. “Lets get everyone up here… let’s make some noise.. disrupt the system..” Levi smiled slightly at you. With a small smile, you smirked. “Yes.”. Levis hands traveled to your waist and down to your butt. “No. You need to wait.” Smirking at the man, he groaned and agreed. “I need to prove I am not in it for your body correct?” “So intune with my thought process. Exactly.”
Two days passed and it was time to leave on the expedition. Hugging your sister, you gave strict orders to her bodyguards shall something happen to you. They understood that she would take reign and protect the people of the underground with there help. “Grace, you have to make take control if anything happens.” She nodded quickly and hugged you tightly. “Yes. I love you..” “I love you too!” the truth is, you wanted her to stay out of the dark, gloomy place.. but those people needed help.
Getting outside of the first wall you made it to wall Maria. Walking through the streets it quiet. Too.. quiet. “Levi, I don’t like this..” he sensed the same thing you did. It is too quiet. “Everyone scatter to the building.. I am going to draw them out.” Riding ahead, Levi didn’t have time to react. “Tch..” Pointing to the cadets and everyone else they listened to your plan “Alrighty sweet heart, go into this building and stay..” you whispered to the horse. Opening the vacant building door, you walked the horse in. Getting out you switched to the gear. Walking on the top of the building you looked around. “5.” You hollered. “5?” Erwin asked. “5 Titans she senses.” Erwin was confused.. how did you sense them? Soon the ground rumbled and Levi stood outside of the building. Sure enough, all 5 where headed towards you. “Watch.” Levi spoke to Erwin and Hange. Holding your blades, opposite of how Levi held them you watched the titans all lock in on you. “Y/N!” Armin yelled worried about you. Looking back at him, you winked with a smile. Jumping up you locked on the first titan. Slicing the nape easily. With in three minutes flat the other 4 layed dead. “11!” you hollered. “Shit..” Levi grabbed his blades closing the space between the two of you. Standing up another 11 had everyone surrounded. “Listen to me.. Take out one closest to you. That will take care of 5 of them till backup gets here. Levi and I will handle the rest.” “NOW!” Levi hollered. It didn’t take much for the two of you to make quick work. Erwin, Mikasa, Hanji and Eren took care of there’s. Hearing a yell, you seen Armin taking on the biggest one. Running on the top of the roof you quickly sailed through the air and unclicked your blades, hitting the eyes of the titan. It shrieked as loud as it could spinning. “Mikasa, get Armin out of here!” You seen the scarf wearing girl grab the blonde. Grabbing new blades you sliced the nape and landed graciously on the roof. “You are not cut out for this kid..” you looked back glaring at the kid. “You are a better scout. I need you on the wall. Holler positions..” Armin stood frozen looking at you and then Levi. “Do it, Armin.” Nodding the blonde headed to the wall to be a lookout. “Jean, go with him.” Nodding the cadet headed behind the man. “Titan boy, lead us to your old place.” Eren nodded walking with you behind him. Levi had not seen you in action in awhile, you were magnificent. Your eyes where glowing brighter than normal. Erwin noticed that right away. “LEVI WATCHOUT!” you hollered looking behind you. A smaller titan you could not sense jumped up, mouth first towards the black haired man. Flying back grabbed your sword cutting his jaw off. “Fuck..” you hollered as your gear would not ground to the wall. Your body flew slamming to the ground “Y/N!” Levi watched as you body skipped the rocks and rubble like a flat rock on a lake. “Levi I got her!” Erwin was already in motion to you. Levi quickly ended the titan, making his way to your body. “Fuck…” Erwin seen the pool of blood you laid in. There had to be at least a dozen cuts, scrapes and bruises. Waking up you felt your gravity shift. “Looking up you seen the commander holding you in his arms. “Let me go.. I can walk..” “Unlikely…” Looking down at your body it was full of cuts and gashes. Blood covered all of your clothes. Stretching a leg to see the durability, you squinted in pain. “Oi, let me at least fly. Do we have extra gear? I don’t want to be the reason your eaten. Thank you. Commander.” Levi quickly looked you over before Erwin set you down. Both your legs stung an uncontrollable amount. “Tch…” you forced your body to ignore the pain and walked ahead. Levi handed you the new gear, putting it on. He wiped the blood droplets from your face. “Fuck.. I am sorry.. I didn’t.” “We don’t have time for the feelings.. we gotta get out of here. Something is off here.. Something is hindering my senses… Lets get to the basement.” Nodding all of you headed forward. Levi noticed your landings on the building were not smooth anymore. Every step you took was obviously painful. “We…we are here”
Noticing the key didn’t work, Levi smashed it open with his kick. “Oi.. I can’t… I need to rest..” you slid down the wall coughing a bit. “Baka.. broken ribs..” you whispered to yourself closing your eyes. Levi looked over at you and kept trying to find a place to put the key. Opening the drawer they found the books they where looking for. “Hey.. we are leaving..” Levi gently helped you up. Limping up the stairs. “2… more.” Levi looked up and seen the heads pop up. Soon two cadets swooped in ending their lives. It was Armin and the other cadet. Levi made quick work of his gear to find the horses. As you leaned against the building your body was slow at regenerating itself. At a young age you knew the truth of who you were. Not royalty.. just a kid who was injected with enough titan fluid to be given abilities. Often buying things off the black market you knew more about the titans than most of these cadets put together. Seeing your horse walk towards you, you smiled. Levi helped you onto her and walked alongside him down the street. “Commander!” before anyone could react you where there, getting grabbed by the titan. Erwin couldn’t believe how quick you were. Before he blinked you had been on your horse. The titan squeezed you tightly in his grasp. His mouth got close to you, ready to take a bite like the snack you were. “Baka…” Levi was blocked by another titan that emerged. “Commander get them out of here now!” you hollered loudly. “DO NOT LET EREN TRANSFORM!” you knew if he transformed more would come back. When ever he was around, more titans showed. The grip of the titan got tighter. Coughing up blood, you closed your eyes. “Heat…” soon steam rose around your body. The titan shrieked loudly dropping you from his grasp. Landing on the roof, you slid almost falling off. “I got you!” Armin held your hand pulling you up slowly. “Fuck..hot..” “I am sorry.. takes a bit to simmer..” Levi watched you from a distance falling forward. Armin caught you, laying your body down. “Get her out of here Armin.. that is an order.” Hange skidded by taking out the titan by Levi. Carefully picking you up, Armin brought you to the safety of the wall.
“Y/N.. Wake up..” Opening your eyes, you felt your body moving with a rhythm. Levi held you in his arms in a cart. “Where.. are we?” “On our way back.. are you feeling better?” “A little..” Erwin was staring at you intensely. “Guess you know my secret now.. don’t you. None of this was by choice..” “How..?” “There is life beyond these walls. Countless people. You’re an idiot if you think otherwise.” Erwin smiled a bit. “How do you know that?” Grabbing something from your bra Erwin and the cadets looked away. Throwing it at him he caught it. “………..This doesn’t look like a painting..” “it isn’t..” Coughing a bit, more blood escaped your lips. “Y/N!” Levi wiped the blood from your mouth as you leaned into him more. “Photograph.. it is called a photograph.. All of you fuckers have been mindfucked…”
After going into detail about everything.. Erwin thought about how you knew all of this. How did a woman from the underground know more than him. “Levi…” Erwin looked to him “You where right.. she is valuable..” “Tch..” The steel haired man looked down at you asleep once again.
With Historia in power and everything calming down with in the next two days you laid asleep on your bed. Grace often coming in to check on you, cleaning the blood from your body. “Grace..” Looking at the door, Grace ushered Levi in. “How is she?” “I allow you to take her out to fight and you bring her back to me like this..!” Grace had tears in her eyes. “I am fine..” you breathed out tiredly. “Look at you.. these cuts have not healed all the way.. It has been a few days...” Grace looked down at you sadly. “Grace, I will be fine.. I have not been this fucked up in awhile.. Remember I don’t snap back too quickly..” Levi sat on your otherside. “This could have gone wrong.. you.. you made great calls.” “Grace, I need you to leave for a bit. Go talk more with Armin.” Without a second thought she was out the door with her body guards. “What is going on in your head Levi?” “We need… We need you again..” “I said one mission Levi, that is it.. I can’t leave my below in ruins..” Levi sighed a bit. “Historia is the queen.. I am sure I can convince her to help the underground..” “Bull shit. Things don’t change in a day. I at least need a week to check on everything.” “Tch, we wouldn’t go on the next mission or another month. That is fine.” There was a very visible frown on Levis face. “What’s wrong?” “I don’t want you to leave.. I don’t want to be away from you..” “Levi, you knew I would not leave those people..” it was visible how tired you where. “Y/N.. I need you here..” Feeling a sense of electricity through your body you smiled slightly at him. “Then come help me wrap some items up. Then I will come back.
“You better come back.” Erwin spoke looking to Levi as the two you were going to go back ‘home’. “Grace, do you feel comfortable to stay without me?” Grace smiled gently. “Yes, Armin and I are going to go see the town today!” “Nope your going back..” Levi put his hand over your mouth. “If he hurts you, your sister and I will kill him.” Biting his hand he pulled back “Was that necessary!!” Levi hollered holding his hand. “What are you a fucking wolf?” you stared at your younger sister. “I will murder this whole town… Boys.. watch over her.” The men smiled nodding to you. “Fine.. off we go. Commander” you nodded to Erwin as you walked out of the cabin.
Your heels clicked with each stair. The smell.. home. You never realized how poisoness it truly was. Walking to your kingdom, you open the door and seen nothing out of place. “mam!” you seen your assistant run up to you with a smile. She noticed the scratched still evident on your body and the slight limp in your walk. “Y/N..” she whispered looking at you and glared at Levi. “I am ok Molly.” You smiled gently to her. “How has everything been since I have been gone?” “Fine. No worries. We have had some more food shipped in and fed about 175+ more people thankfully.” “What about clothing.. have we been able to get more coats in for the children?” “Yes, about 278 coats. I was wondering, can we use some funds to hire a few seamstresses to make more? It was something I was pondering..” Levi watched the two of you talk, it was so calm. Like being in the underground was not an issue. “I think that is a fantastic idea. Lets hire about 17-18 for a month. Lets pay 12 gold pieces a week.” “Y/N.. that is a lot..” you laughed a bit “It will make them work harder. More coats for families. More warm people.” Getting to your office, you unlocked the door. Levi followed you in and Molly behind you. “I was gone for 9 days… So much paperwork.” “I tried.. I did but.. I couldn’t do both.. I am so..” “No reason to be sorry Molly. It is my job. I will take care of these before I leave again.” “Again…?” sighing you looked at her “I will take everyone from the underground up with me soon.. I hate leaving everyone.” Molly smiled “I believe in you.” Hugging the woman she walked out as you took a seat at your desk. “Fuck this is going to be a pain..” Grabbing the pen, you took the first paper.
Levi sat reading on the chair in the office. You allowed him to view all of the books on titans you had. He couldn’t stop reading. How the hell did you get your hand on this stuff? How did you know what that ph..ph..photograph was? “Levi..” The man looked above the book to see you leaning against the desk. “We need to talk about the titans information. There is a world outside of these walls. I have seen it..” Setting the book down he stared you, mouth gaped. “You need to understand that things have changed over the years. A man named Zeke, came and found me. He explained all of this stuff… He is also the reason why wall Maria fell.” Levi dropped the book staring at you. “You didn’t care to mention that..?” “It wasn’t confirmed… till I seen that beast titan..” Looking at the carpet you sighed. “Whatever titan juice I was given as a kid. There is a connection there. I knew by the simple.. sense.”
Warnings: SMUT 18+ only!!!!!!!! Violence, sad past. Cursing.
Back in the underground was not the way he wanted to spend his Saturday. With each step flashes of memories hit him like fireworks. The smell still as rancid as ever. The air thick with mildew and sludge. “You think she will help us?” Erwin asked calmly following the raven-haired man. “I don’t know.. I honestly do not know if she is still alive… contacts say she is.” Her. The girl that haunted his dreams. The woman who ruled the underworld like Hades himself. “Be prepared for a fight in.” Levi spoke shortly to his leader. “She doesn’t take kindly to anyone besides me..” Erwin narrowed in at the man as he walked. After hours of trying to plan a mission to get to Erens house there was simply not enough manpower. All those new recruits where not going to take out as many titans as might be needed. Especially the beast titan. Then Levi spoke a name he had never heard leave his mouth. Apparently, she could be the answer to all of his problems. The queen of the underworld. How is possible that himself and the military police had never heard of her organization.. Levi stopped Infront of a large building with two guards in the front. “Well look who it is… The man who we all thought was dead. Now named Humanity’s Strongest Soldier.” “Where is she?” Levi looked at the men. “Inside. She is expecting you.” The two men open the door to the building. Erwins eyes looked around, it was so modern. Like they stepped into a different world. Who the hell was this woman? Not even the castle looked this good… “Ackerman, follow me.” A smaller woman pointed up the stairs. Why did Erwin feel like he was walking to his death. Levi refused to give him more information on this woman. Just simply, she was the best.
Looking at the gigantic steel doors, the smaller woman pushed them open. A loud creak filled the room. Levi sighed a bit taking a deep breath. How was he going to explain himself to her. He left her.. alone in this forsaken shithole. “Lady Y/N, Levi is here.” Levi looked straight back to see her sitting at the desk. “Tch..” he sighed a bit at the sight of you. Time really has been kind to your appearance. Wearing a black suit, tailored to your body you stood up seeing the man who disappeared all those years ago. “Look who it is. Humanity most pathetic solider.” Walking in your thigh high heels you sat on your desk, mindlessly swinging your leg back and forth. “Says the biggest gloomy bitch I have ever met.” Chuckling slightly, you quickly closed the gap between you two. Erwin closed his eyes to blink. Standing behind him he felt a sharp point in the back. “Levi, I know you ran away to play hero.. but no insignias in my castle.” Slicing the patch in half Erwin didn’t have time to react to your quick movements. “Really, you couldn’t ask him to take it off?” Levi growled look back towards you. “Why? Is your master going to be mad?” Seeing Levi pivot to kick you, you grabbed his leg, hitting the joint below the knee, making him crumble. “Fighting all those titans, you forgot how to fight the true demons.” Erwin seen your eyes glow slightly red. Who.. where you? “Don’t act like I will not go hard on you. You left.. you left all of us behind..” standing above Levi on the ground, he seen the hurt in your face. He never wanted to leave you. Time and time again he sent people to get you up to the surface. You refused. “I am cashing in my favor Y/N.” Stepping back towards your desk you sighed. “Favor.. Never thought I would see the day. What does the prince of darkness need from me?” “Your skills.” Levi was short and to the point. “No one can wield a sword like you can, or use the gear like you… I need you.” “That is a tall order to ask.” “Getting you to the surface will not be a problem. You can stay after you help us.” Laughing loudly at the blonde man, you shook your head. “Surface? Please. I could go up there anytime I want.” “Y/N Please.. People will die. I need your help.” “People are dying every fucking day down here.. I try to help as much as I can, killing the people who hurt others while you get to fly on some gear and pretend you are making a fucking difference.” The words hit Levi like venom. These words where meant to hurt. To sting. Boy did they. “We think there is plan to attack another wall.. Eren..” “You mean the titan boy. You are talking about the key he holds..” “What.. how do..” Looking at the blonde man shut him up immediately .”There is so much knowledge about the titans and you don’t know shit.” “If it a power thing, I can give you your own squad..” shaking your head no you looked at Levi in the eyes. “No fucking way. I can’t leave these people behind. “LEVI!!!!!!!!!” quickly turning he seen a younger girl run towards him. Grace, your younger sister always thought of Levi like a brother. She ran into his arms quickly. “GRacce..” Levi smiled slightly hugging her. He missed her deeply, she had changed so much since the last time he laid eyes on her. “Grace. Go to your room.” “But sis..” “NOW!” your voice boomed in the large office. Walking away with a practical tail behind her legs she sighed. “Y/N please..” Levi took a step forward. His knee was swollen from your kick earlier. Erwin watched as you tensed. “Please.. I need you…” “Lev..i..” Levi grabbed your hand wrapping you in his arms. Erwin blushed at the sight of you two. He had never seen Levi so unnerved by someone’s presence. “Let go of me.. your only hugging me so I will..” Pressing his lips against yours, you melted into his touch. Pulling away you growled. “I am not wearing those ugly ass uniforms. I wear what I want. My sister is to have MY people watch over. I call the shots and I stay in Levi’s squad.” Erwin took in everything you said. “Deal.” “Ashley, prep two rooms for our guests. Mr.Pole up his ass and short stack.” Laughing a bit the woman nodded. “You guys will need to spend two days in the underground. I need to make preparations. Levi had warned Erwin it would not be a quick deal going to see you. After all, the queen can’t step away from the throne without proper supervision in place. “If I die.. Grace..” You whispered to Levi. “You won’t.. Grace will always be taken care of.” “Tch.. like I could ever trust you again..”
“Dinner is ready..” The woman that brought them to their rooms came and got them around dinner time. Erwin looked over the railing to the downstairs to see a huge line of people with trays. “She feeds as many people in the underground as she can.. We eat because she isn’t afraid for a little uprising.” Erwin seen the countless people in line. Their clothes in better condition then when he got Levi. In a dining room you sat at the head of the table with papers Infront of you. Hair now up in pony-tail Levi watched as you bit your lip focusing on the task at hand. “Sit, dinner will be out soon. Gram, please get them some tea.” The butler looking guy walked out and back in quickly with a tea set. Pouring each of you a glass. “Thanks sweety.” You smiled at the man. Levi felt time freeze, that smile. That smile had gotten him through hunger, pain.. sadness. Why would you direct it towards him. Gram nodded with a smile back and walked out of the room. “Hey, short stack.. you really know how to inconvenience me.” Levi sighed at the backhand of a nick-name. “I apologize, if I knew anyone else I would surly not go to a dog like you. “Woof” you winked to him with a chuckle. Oh how you missed this banter back and forth. “M’am.. The food is gone downstairs and everyone has been cleared out. Here are the numbers for the evening.” Taking the slip you added it to the collection. “Thank you. Go ahead and take the night off.” The older woman that handed you the slip walked away and looked back at Levi confused. She knew him from somewhere. “Levi, take off that fucking patch.” You murmured. “If not for me, then all the mouths I try to feed. I don’t need them getting scared because a fucking titan killer is here.” “With all due respect we keep you safe.” Levi shot daggers at Erwin. Fuck.. he really should not have said that. “Keep me safe?” Standing up you walked towards the blonde headed man. “Listen here, Corporal. While you may be my most favorite people up above.. your still trash. That will never change. Because of people like you.. the people down here suffer.” Erwin was confused on how that could be. “Just like that pathetic society up above…” you murmured. You sat on the table next to him, Levi stood up slightly. “Calm down Ackerman. If I wanted him dead, he would be.” Your eyes glared red again. Erwin noticed how a dark blood color they really were, how he wished that color wasn’t ingrained in his brain. “You think I like the king?... I like all of those people in government?” you smirked grabbing his chin with your long fingers “Well, you work for them like the pig you are…” your words direct. Venom words could get under anyones skin. “I hate them… They never give us enough resources… my people die because our gear is never fixed on time.. my cadets are not properly fed.. you know nothing about my branch..” Leaning back a bit, the smirk never left your face. “Your father, that is why you are the way you are.” Levi snapped his head at you.. how did you.. “Your patient. Meaning your father taught you respect. Your gentle, but willing to fight back when necessary and you only speak when you feel those around you are being threatened. I like you.” Hopping back off the table, you glided back to your seat. Soon dinner was brought out. “Spaghetti.. your favorite..” you nodded to Levi. A small smile pulled at his lips. He remembered the first time you made this meal. It was nothing but a smashed tomato that was on the ground that you washed up and noodles you stole from a store. He remembered the specs of dirt in it from the tomato. It was the best meal he ate in the underground. “Is it poisoned?” sighing you stood up walking to Levi. Opening your mouth he knew what you where doing. He twisted the pasta and slid it in your mouth. Taking the bite you swallowed. “Not dead.”. Why was that so erratic. Fuck Levi forgot how alluring you where.. men fawned over your every step. You fought to be on top. The demon that you where called was not far from the truth.
“Sleep well.” You waved them off as you kept working on paperwork. Levi wanted to stay and talk to you for a bit. To catch up. “Mind if I stay for a bit?” Erwin had left back to his room already, the steel eyed man staired down at you. “Sure.” Your answer was curt. Being alone in the same room with this man was a weakness for you. “How have you been?” “Small talk Levi…? Really… Baka..” Levi looked at your outfit. The suit was tailored to those curves of yours. Your cleavage on display for the world to see. “I missed you..” He groaned looking your body up and down. “Is that the real reason you came to see me shorty..?” getting up you sat in his lap on the chair. “The surface woman not giving you what you so badly desire?” Slowly moving your hips, his hardness was evident. “No one… does it like you..” picking you up he pushed you on the table. His hand around you neck, bulge pushed against your clothed heat. Those ruby eyes of yours had him lost the moment he walked into your kingdom. It was true, all the woman he slept with always left him unsatisfied. Vanilla sex was boring, but women wanted him to make love. Not fuck… That is what he needed. To let lose and blow of steam. Violence and inflicting pain, as fucked up as it was.. he got off on it. He brought his lips to yours, pressing them once again. Your lips tasted of cherries and vanilla. Everything about you drew him in. He grinded his hips more against you, causing a slight moan to fall from your lips. Pushing his tongue past your lips he swiped your own. Already a panting mess under him, gosh he loved how you reacted to him. His hand slid down to your pants, undoing the belt. With one hand he expertly undid buttons. Sliding his fingers over your panties he groaned. “Drenched… already…. Like the slut you are…………….” Your moan became louder feeling his long fingers against your womanhood. “Levi…” “Please… is that how you speak to me…?” He grabbed your chin roughly to look at him. “Hmm?” “No… master..” he snapped. That fucking word coming from your delicious lips had him seeing white. It was like angels called his name. His dreams when he did sleep where filled of you, on top of him. Riding him as your back arched begging him to push in deeper. He quickly would wake up needing to change his clothes at the sight of your naked body in his dreams.
His fingers glided up and down your soaked folds, every time he neared your clit he felt you shake slightly in anticipation. “Just how many have you allowed to touch what is mine? Hmm? I guarantee none of them has you this soaked…” Pulling your shirt open he bit your cleavage. The gasps became louder as he drew blood and kept sucking purple marks all over. “What does it matter… you left..” you retort to his question.” “You are mine, and always have been… let me remind you who the fuck you belong too…” Levi picked you up as you pointed to your room. Slamming the door shut he threw you roughly on the bed. Undoing the rest of the buttons he threw the shirt and suit jacket on the ground. “I an going to fuck you into this mattress till you can’t breath…” the whimper that left your lips gave him the green light. Pulling your pants and panties completely off he staired at your wet lips. Kissing down your stomach, something you had always been conscious about he held your hips down with a bruising force. He was going to make you cum till you forgot your name. Slowly licking up and down your slit, your head thrashed back and forth. Your right hand grabbing your right breast. Levi watched how intune you two where to each other, even years after not seeing each other “Master… please… please… let me ride your face…” “With pleasure…” he spoke against your wet heat. Laying on his back, he pulled your legs over him. “Fuck you taste so damn good…” The compliment had you moving your hips on his tongue. Grabbing both your breasts you curved your hips back and forth. His tongue lapping you up like a starving animal.. Quenching a ravenous thirst. “Please… Master…… hit…. Me….” He knew what you wanted. How could he forget? A hard slap came to your right ass cheek, it would surly leave a mark. A mark for his eyes only. The moment his hand hit your butt your wetness tripled. “Please… more..” Another to the right then left. After a third in a row your eyes traveled to the back of your head. Cumming so hard your whole body shook ferociously. Levi quickly and carefully laid you down as he seen your body twitch at your orgasm. You had wet his shirt from squirting so much. Fuck how he missed you. Your body craved him as much as he had craved you. Quickly taking off his shirt and pants he flipped you on your stomach pulling your ass up towards him. Without any notice he slammed into you. “fu…” your body felt like a shock of electricity the moment he slammed in. Another orgasm ravaged through your body as he pushed your head into the bed. He was not going to wait for you to adjust. Hell no.. he had waited years to fuck your body senseless. He refused to wait anymore. With one hand secure on your head and another holding your hips he snapped his hips back and forth, pulling all the way out and slamming back in. “Best… pussy… in the world..” he groaned as you walls tightened on him. To say soaked was an understatement, every time he pulled out and pushed back, juices dripped down your thighs. “Such a fucking slut for my dick.. look at you.. your thighs soaked with juices as I push my cock deep in you.” “Master please…” you begged for more, he felt incredible. “Fuck… again…” “Master… harder… fuck me… mark me please…” There it was… he was hoping you would give him the second green light. Biting your back hard, he drew more blood. He continued to slap your ass.. loving the welts that showed and the skin getting nice and red. So responsive to him. Grabbing your hair in his right hand he yanked you up against his chest. Your back feeling the sweat the glistened his skin. He started to slowly ram his dick deep in you. Kissing your neck and playing with both of your nipples as he sucked hickies all over. “Fuck…… I am going to cum…” “Master.. please….” Groaning he held your hips tightly “Take every drop…. Or else..” his hips stuttered filling you completely. The feeling of his hot white ropes causing you to lose it. Blacking out slightly, you came to laying on his chest. His breath deep as he tried to regain himself fully. “Geez… I missed you” Levi whispered kissing your head. “Sleepy.. time..?” your eyes fluttered closed. “Not on your life…” Levis left hand dipped into your wet folds that was covered with his cum.
Four more rounds happened that night. He couldn’t stop, how could he… you where his drug and he was forced to stop cold turkey. The next morning, he woke up and looked at the clock in the room. Looking around, it was your empty room. He looked on a chair to see his clothes folded neatly, along with his bag from his room. Dressing quickly he walked out back to the main dining hall. “So, you run the underground like a democracy?” Erwin asked eating a bite of his eggs. “Democracy? No. This a matriarch. I just actually take care of people.” Sipping on your tea you read over the various news for the day. “Erwin, I have a question..” The blonde man looked up at her, questioning. “Did Levi… Ever speak about me?” Erwin refused to lie. It was never who he was. “No. The first time I heard your name was when he recommended you. Matter of fact, anytime he did mention the underground he never mention having a partner. Only Furlan and Isabella.” “Frowning at their names, you hurd of there deaths days after it happened. Threating to go to the surface to kill whoever to take the pain away.” “I see.. I will help.. but I won’t stay on the surface. My sister Grace however.. should stay. I want her in a great school and away from the underground.” Erwin nodded as you talked. “What about Levi?” he asked looking over his glass as he sipped. “Heh, seems I was just a body to pass the time. . .” Hearing that through the door, Levi felt time stand still.
“Shut up, you where just a body to pass the time.” Levi rolled his eyes at you walking away. “Levi..” you tried to follow him back to his place. “Stay.. like the dog you are.”
That was when he broke things off.. Right before he was captured. He was falling for you too hard and things got too hot quickly. You and him had been dubbed notorious thugs in the underground, and he didn’t want you hurt. Breaking up was the only thing to save you.. or so he thought. Opening the door , Levi walked back to the chair he sat yesterday and seen the food on the table. “Poison?” “Who knows, I hope you die.” You smiled a gentle smile at him. Fuck.. you where being sweet.. that could mean one thing.. these really could be poisoned. Gram looked at Levi shaking his head “No there not” Levi took a bite. Realizing they were not, he kept eating. “Erwin, Levi.. Go back up to the surface today. It is getting a little stuffy in my home. I will meet you on the surface in two days at headquarters.” “You need us to get..” “I don’t need anything from you blue eyes. I will walk my ass up to the surface with no issues.” Nodding slowly Erwin agreed. “Now leave.” Looking down at your paperwork, you felt Levi’s eyes on you. It had been years and you just fucked last night. This shouldn’t hurt you. It did. That panic attack feeling. Him leaving again. What if you never seen him again. Why where you kicking him out?... your fist clenching the pencil tight, snapping it in half. Standing up you slammed you chair against the table walking out of the room. Levi watched your every step, your assistant following you quickly.
Another one dead. Who the hell was she? She moved with enough grace for the whole squad. Erwin had put her with Levi for a reason he thought. 1, 2 , 3. Down they dropped. She looked back at Levi, the piercing ice blue eyes boring at him. Her bright lip stick moving with her lips as she winked at him. Throwing her blades down, she removed her cloak and grabbed her new blade holders. “How..?” Levi asked himself as she had multiple blades. More than even the squad leaders. “CAPTAIN!” Mikasa yelled at the top of her lungs, flying off the building pushing him away from a titans grasp. “Damn it brat I seen it…” He slowly got up, helping her up. “Th.. thank you.” He admitted he was not paying attention to what was around him. He was paying attention to the new girl.. no woman in the group. She was dark.. everything about her screamed… mysterious.
Once to the dining hall she sat alone. Slowly eating her food quietly. “Who the fuck are you?” Levi sat down across from her. Her eyes looked up passed her dark hair. “Street Trash.” Her voice was low, taking another bite of her dry bread. After swallowing it she stood up, grabbing her tray. He watched every movement she made. She wasn’t like everyone else. When she killed those titans.. she was almost blood thirsty.. Something he had been called time and time again. Throwing her dishes in the bin she kept walking. “Captain..” Eren saluted in front of Levi, blocking the view of that woman that peaked his interest. “What do you want brat?” “Who is that woman… She took down a total of 5 titans… Without help and a scratch…” “None of your business. Leave.” Levi growled heading back to his chambers annoyed by the brown haired kid..
Levi woke up again at 2AM, nothing like a bad dream and the smell of death to wake him. Not surprising. Getting two hours of sleep is what he had been used too. He looked out his window to the grassy field below. There you stood, doing martial arts techniques. By the look of it you had been out there for a few hours. The moon highlighted the sweat that collected on your forehead. Sitting on his window seal he watched every move you did. Something about the way you moved to him was so familiar.. He needed to test you. Test what you knew.
The sun started to rise and Levi walked downstairs outside to you see you asleep against the building near where you had been training. Your peaceful face was not something he wanted to disturb. “I suggest you take that bad boy vibe somewhere else.” You spoke with your eyes still shut. “Next time you decide to watch me train, at least make your self fucking useful as a sparring partner.” Opening your eyes, you staired directly into Levi’s eyes. “How did..” “You have a slight limp on your left side Levi. It is noticeable. Just like Eren has two small steps then one big step. Mikasa is the best of everyone, she is quiet, but her breathing hitch gives her away.”. Standing up, you looked up to the short captain. He quickly grabbed your arm as you walked by, you stiffened. “Drop my arm. NOW.” The threat was thick in your voice. You didn’t have to give any explanation to what you would do if he didn’t. “Who are you?.” He asked once again. “Street Trash.” You responded again. Lifting your leg quickly you side kicked him into the chest sending him flying in the grass. “Don’t ever touch me again.. Or else.” Levi couldn’t move. He had never been treated with such disrespect by a cadet. Most stood down immediately. You didn’t even bat an eye to him, like he really wasn’t anything but a dandelion in the wind. Watching you walk away, he noticed your shoulders shiver like you where… crying..
Walking out of the building you stood in the back during a routine exercise. Levi was leading todays with Erwins supervision. Erwin watched Levi’s eyes, not many things peaked the raven black hair mans interested. Erwin smirked seeing who it was. Who knew that Levi had a soft spot for one of the roughest woman that walked the compound. As you leaned against the building you watched as Levi showed fighting techniques to some of the cadets. “Levi, maybe you and Y/N should spar. Show them really what it could look like.” Levi shot daggers towards Erwin. He must have noticed him stairing at her. You walked through the crowd taking off your cape and jacket. Levi raised an eyebrow as you took off your jacket and folded and passed to Mikasa “Hold. This.” Speaking point blank. The Woman nodded, watching you intently as you cracked your knuckles. “Wait, Captain… don’t you think that is unfair..?” Armin spoke up looking worried at you and then Levi. You laughed, genuine laughter. Levi furrowed his eyebrows at your laughter. “Don’t worry kid, you should be worried for your Captain.” Levi walked up infront of you, calmly. “Now, first to tap wins.” Erwin yelled out. “GO!” You looked in Levi’s eyes. No emotion appeared on your face. There were some dark demons that plagued you, just like they did him. Levi quickly moved his stance and threw a jab. You had second guessed him; he was a lot faster than you anticipated. Quickly flipping back you ran back towards him, jumping up you wrapped your legs around his neck. Propelling hard, your pushed your body, flipping Levi to the ground. Levi looked back at you shocked. “Tap.” You spoke calmly walking over to him. Never in his life did he feel like prey. Not even next to the titans did he feel like this under their gaze. He quickly stood up, putting him in a defensive stance. The smirk appeared again on your lips. “So be it.” You ran back towards him once more, Levi quickly parried your jab and hook. He dipped below seeing opening to your abdomen. He through a straight sending you back. Levi looked at Erwin watching the both of you intensely. Why did he suggest this? Levi felt your fist connect with face. Never in his life had he been hit that hard by a human. It was obvious you where not going to go easy on him what so ever. Feeling blood trickle down his cheek he wiped it. “Tap.” You spoke once more. Levi stood up straight once again running at you this time, sweeping your legs. You felt your gravity switch and held out your hand. Balancing your whole body on your hand you kicked Levi under the chin. He flew back against the cadets. Armin helping grab him before he hit the floor. “Captain?!” Armin shook Levi. “He.. he is knocked out..” Mikasa spoke looking at you. She threw your items on the ground sprinting at you. Mikasa would be damned if you disrespected her captain. You watched her intently. He threw a punch and you caught it with ease. “Stop. Your no match for me. You’re a child.” Mikasa threw another punch, dodging it quickly. You let her get a shot it. She froze once she hit you in the face, as the blood dripped from you nose. “You where angry correct? You needed to get a shot in? Fine. My fight was not with you. It was with Levi. Learn to control your anger Mikasa.” “You let… me hit you..” She whispered as you walked away from her. “Erwin are we done?” He nodded walking over to Levi helping lift him to the infirmary.
Two days had passed by another mission was needed. A few titans had been scouted on the outside of the gate and they have been lingering for a few days. “I don’t understand why you are keeping me with him?” you growled towards Erwin. “Because we can lose less lives if you two work together.” “I am not your fucking scape goat.” Erwin laughed a bit. “I know that.” You rode ahead on your horse, Levi not far behind you. The rest of the cadets on the wall watching the three of you ride out. “Well, if that isn’t a power team..” Eren spoke watching the three horses split in three directions. “We should be down there helping them..” Mikasa spoke quietly watching the plan being executed. Getting about a mile out from the gate you seen a titan. Shooting a flare as planned you jumped off your horse signaling for him to head away from the fight. Soon you seen the ugly blonde haired beast run at you. “Damn.. your mom really did not love you..” you joked to yourself as you felt the ground trumble behind you. “Oh, is that your mom coming too?” bending back you seen two more headed torwards you. “Oh and a brother. How cute. You can share a grave.” Shooting two more flares Levi and Erwin headed torwards your location. “Fuck.. Three? So quickly” Levi rode harder towards your location. Levi stopped his horse watching the titans almost reach you. Why had you not you used your gear yet.. there was no way to move now.. Levi thought watching you. Soon enough he seen the gas from the gear shoot out. You flowed through the air with… a sword? Erwin rode close to Levi watching you intently. “Is that a sword…?” Levi asked “Yes. She prefers them. She is a silversmith. Her blades don’t dull.” “So the blades I seen last mission..” Erwin laughed a bit at how clueless Levi was to this woman. “Are hers.” Soon three titans laid dead on the ground. You whistled and your horse rode up to you as you jumped on. “Wow, just going fucking sit there. Lazy.” You groaned towards the men. “Yo..” “Shut up!” you hollered, hearing rustling. Soon ten titans had you three surrounded. “Shit..” you whispered seeing all the tree where blocked. “Shit is right..” Levi looked for the best way to move, both of your eyes scanning the best route. Erwin watched the both of you move the exact same in this predicament. “Captain.. Fall back” you spoke to the men. “What?” They both looked at you confused. “They surrounded us. They are growing smarter. I can handle this. Get this information to Hange.. GO!” you yelled looking back at them. Jumping off your horse you used your gear to get to the closest one. Erwin Stayed “Go.” Levi spoke to him. “We can handle this.” Agreeing Erwin started to ride off. “Your stuck with me brat” Levi hollered out letting his gear set off. You both tandemly started taking the titans down. Blocking mouths, hands and being stomped by these bastards. Both of you fell to the ground exhausted. There was still four more headed towards you. “How are your blades..?” Levi looked at his and they had knicks in them. Titans had to be adapting. “Dull..” Quickly taking off your cloak you grabbed two swords throwing them at Levi. Catching them with ease he looked them over. “They are heavier than those.. but they are sharp. Be careful on the force you put in.” Launching yourself off the ground you flew to the tallest titan and dodging his hand that followed you till you sliced his venerable neck. Levi and you where four for four. You would be lying if you said you where not tired. Taking a quick glimpse towards Levi as you sliced through the last neck you seen another titan going to grab Levi. Flinging your self across to the other titan you sliced the titans eyes open taking the slap from the titans hand that tried to hold Levi. Your vision went back, falling to the ground.
“We need to get her to the infirmary now!” Levi Hollered as he carried your almost lifeless body in his arms through the gate. His horse going as fast as possible, your blood dripped on his hands. “Stay with me.. Street Trash…” Levi whispered looking down at you in his arms. Despite the blood, you where very alluring. Something about your beauty pulled at Levis chest. He felt.. familiar around you, a sense of warmth. As soon as he was near the infirmary he jumped off the giant horse with you in his arms. Sprinting in, he quickly laid you on the bed. The nurse looking you over. “Captain, help me get out of her clothes, the other nurses are attending to some other injuries.” “Tch..” He nodded undoing you jacket, setting it to the side, folded. He took of you sword holders, the gear and help you out of your shirt. “Shit..” he looked at your ribs. They where as dark as a cloud during a severe thunderstorm. The nurse pushed on your ribs and you gasped. “Broken.. she is going to be out of commission for awhile captain. What happened to her?” Levi played the events in his head. It happed so fast. All off a sudden he seen Y/N run pass him like a gazelle. He looked back to the see the hand hitting you to the ground. He quickly made work to end the titan and grab her from harms way. As the nurse herd the story she nodded taking notes. “That is not like her character..” the nurse whispered looking down at you.
Your eyes opened to a bright light. Looking to the side you seen Levi sitting there with paper and a pen in his hand as he was writing down reports you guessed. “Why am I alive?” your voice came out week. Levi looked up from his papers over to you. You looked beyond exhausted and literally broken. “I couldn’t let you die saving me. We are 1 for 1.” You chuckled a bit. “After I knocked you the fuck out I thought you would leave me there.” The pain you where feeling was immense. Slightly wishing he would have left you there to die. “Puke..” you whispered. Levi quickly got up handing you a bucket. You sat up slowly, Levi grabbing your hair as you emptied your already emptied stomach. This pain was no joke. “Nurse, we need something to numb the pain.” Levi hollered in the room. Soon she appeared with a droplet. “Here, plant extract.” You opened your mouth, and she emptied the vile. Immediately you felt your body get heavy. Levi catching your body before you fell back on the bed asleep. He went and washed his hands and grabbed a towel, wetting it with water. He walked over to your face, gently wiping your mouth from vomiting. Throwing the rag in the basket he took his position sitting next to you.
It had been three days and you were still in and out of consciousness. Levi kept checking in on you often. Spending the night in the chair, seeing a hitch in your breath made him stir. You jumped infront of him like it was a normal routine. Where you suicidal or did you just react? Levi watched as every time your breathed deep; discomfort littered your face. When you where awake you where vicious, unlike most of the women in the compound. He had yet to see you, smile or laugh. Sure, little did he do these things but he wouldn’t wish that on anyone else. Hell even titans smile. Your eyes fluttered open to see the short captain sitting next to your bed. This was the third night he was sitting there. “If you think you owe me, you don’t.” you spoke quietly, not to wake the other patients. “Why did you jump infront of me like that?” He had been dying to ask this question repeatedly. “I am your sub. I protect my captain. END of STORY.” Levi didn’t believe it. No one willing jumped into the hands of a titan. “You must be insane.. where you trying to get yourself killed?” You chuckled a bit, feeling a sharp pain in your ribs. The small chuckle made Levi’s heart sore. He knew that laugh.. but from where? “Levi, maybe just thank me?” it was obvious she was vulnerable in this situation. “Hey, I saved you too.” He retorted. “Yeah from me saving you.” A small smile tinged at his lips.
Two weeks had passed and you where able to walk. The nurse did say you could. Well.. not actually she advised against it. However, you couldn’t take sitting in that bed anymore. Walking down the hall you used the columns every chance you got. It was 5AM, wake up time. Heading to the field you stood in line with the other cadets. Levi walked out looking over some paperwork next to Erwin talking. Looking up he seen you front and center. Pain plagued you face, but there you stood, in the front. He wanted to pull you aside and tell you to lay down, however the last time you two met on this field you knocked him out cold, causing a stir in the cadets. The fact you where in the front and listening was something he needed to take advantage of. “Today we are learning how to fight with one hand behind our back.” “It is common for titans to go after limbs. If you can fight with one arm, you might survive. We will be using mock blades that hold the same weight.” “YES SIR” everyone hollered. You walked over grabbing the wooden sword. It felt so light compared to your streel forged blades. Looking it over, who ever made these worked hard. Not one wood grain out of place to cause slivers or cuts. Levi continued to go on and pair everyone up. You stood there alone, looking around cluelessly. “You and me” Levi spoke walking up to you. “I feel like this is a pretty unfair fight. Or is this because you know you can’t beat me when I am at 100%?” “Tch, brat that can never shut her mouth.” Levi secretly was happy you where back to your old ways. Seeing you vulnerable, he can’t say he was a fan of it. “Let’s see little girl.” He lunged at you with the sword as your right hand was tied behind your back. This was going to be difficult. It had been awhile since you trained with hand, however the sword you trained with was 100 times heavier than this nice hunk of wood. Blocking his swipe he pushed back, your feet digging up the dirt as he pushed you back. Fuck, he truly was deadly with a sword and you where in no position to move any extra than needed for fear of a rebreak. You quickly pivoted to the right and swung the sword back. Turning around Levi caught it with his chipping the wood swords. “Wow, your out to hurt me today.” Levi instantly felt regret, was he? Was he trying to prove himself after a devastating loss to you once before. He quickly looked around and seen the cadets staring at you two. Seeing them he took his eyes of the prize, you were kicked him in the chest throwing him back. “Pay attention, captain.” Levi's eyes looked at you, his pupils growing. “There is humanity’s strongest soldier” you toyed with his emotions on purpose. You refused to let him go easy on you because of a few broken ribs. He sprinted at you and swung left, then right. Blocking them you matched his footing. He was confused, stunned even. You matched his sword play so quickly. Two strikes and it was like you knew what he was doing. Not even Erwin could match him like you had. Levi quickly pivoted out of your strike and slammed the sword to your ribs. The moment the two connect Levi seen the pain radiate through your face and immediately regretted the situation. Falling to the ground in an instant all the cadets stepped forward. Would the captain really hurt a cadet that saved his life on the field? Eren started running towards you. He stood in front of you with his hand tied behind his back and his sword out. “Eren, what are you doing?” You spoke up looking at the man. “Y/L/N, protecting you.” Eren spoke as Levi swung at Eren. If he wanted to intervene, then he would pay the consequences. They went toe to toe for a few rounds. You where able to stand up without Levi or Eren noticing. “Eren, switch!” On command it was like he knew what you where doing. You roundhouse kicked Levi, sending him flying on the dirt. Gasping for air, the pain was too much. Eren seen you wobble and caught you before you hit the ground. “Thanks.. titan..” you whispered. Erwin jogged over to you and helped lift you up “You are done for today, I am bring you back to the..” “NO! You wiggled out of his grasp.” “Ok, ok.. your room” Erwin could tell the panic of you being forced to stay in the infirmary. After all, anything that held you down and resembled prison was not easy for you to overcome at all.
Warnings: Eventual smutt, adventure, death, angst, violence. 18+ ONLY! Kindly leave if under 18!
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Another one dead. Who the hell was she? She moved with enough grace for the whole squad. Erwin had put her with Levi for a reason he thought. 1, 2 , 3. Down they dropped. She looked back at Levi, the piercing ice blue eyes boring at him. Her bright lip stick moving with her lips as she winked at him. Throwing her blades down, she removed her cloak and grabbed her new blade holders. “How..?” Levi asked himself as she had multiple blades. More than even the squad leaders. “CAPTAIN!” Mikasa yelled at the top of her lungs, flying off the building pushing him away from a titans grasp. “Damn it brat I seen it…” He slowly got up, helping her up. “Th.. thank you.” He admitted he was not paying attention to what was around him. He was paying attention to the new girl.. no woman in the group. She was dark.. everything about her screamed… mysterious.
Once to the dining hall she sat alone. Slowly eating her food quietly. “Who the fuck are you?” Levi sat down across from her. Her eyes looked up passed her dark hair. “Street Trash.” Her voice was low, taking another bite of her dry bread. After swallowing it she stood up, grabbing her tray. He watched every movement she made. She wasn’t like everyone else. When she killed those titans.. she was almost blood thirsty.. Something he had been called time and time again. Throwing her dishes in the bin she kept walking. “Captain..” Eren saluted in front of Levi, blocking the view of that woman that peaked his interest. “What do you want brat?” “Who is that woman… She took down a total of 5 titans… Without help and a scratch…” “None of your business. Leave.” Levi growled heading back to his chambers annoyed by the brown haired kid..
Levi woke up again at 2AM, nothing like a bad dream and the smell of death to wake him. Not surprising. Getting two hours of sleep is what he had been used too. He looked out his window to the grassy field below. There you stood, doing martial arts techniques. By the look of it you had been out there for a few hours. The moon highlighted the sweat that collected on your forehead. Sitting on his window seal he watched every move you did. Something about the way you moved to him was so familiar.. He needed to test you. Test what you knew.
The sun started to rise and Levi walked downstairs outside to you see you asleep against the building near where you had been training. Your peaceful face was not something he wanted to disturb. “I suggest you take that bad boy vibe somewhere else.” You spoke with your eyes still shut. “Next time you decide to watch me train, at least make your self fucking useful as a sparring partner.” Opening your eyes, you staired directly into Levi’s eyes. “How did..” “You have a slight limp on your left side Levi. It is noticeable. Just like Eren has two small steps then one big step. Mikasa is the best of everyone, she is quiet, but her breathing hitch gives her away.”. Standing up, you looked up to the short captain. He quickly grabbed your arm as you walked by, you stiffened. “Drop my arm. NOW.” The threat was thick in your voice. You didn’t have to give any explanation to what you would do if he didn’t. “Who are you?.” He asked once again. “Street Trash.” You responded again. Lifting your leg quickly you side kicked him into the chest sending him flying in the grass. “Don’t ever touch me again.. Or else.” Levi couldn’t move. He had never been treated with such disrespect by a cadet. Most stood down immediately. You didn’t even bat an eye to him, like he really wasn’t anything but a dandelion in the wind. Watching you walk away, he noticed your shoulders shiver like you where… crying..
