☆ You can find my general dni, f/o list and other information on my Carrd. This is my nsft sideblog, my main blog is @mahitosoulmate
🔞 No minors allowed, you will be blocked
• I will not follow back if you only follow this blog but not my main
♡ Most of my kinks solely apply to Mahito only. My top kinks are breeding, biting and primal play. I add CWs for things like breeding, blood, tentacles and certain others. If you need anything tagged that isn't already, just lmk.
fuck it we're posting this here now that i've changed my icon and whatnot LOOOL.
this is the inbetween chapter of 6 and 7 of saviors! i like to upload nsfw separately for my ace/repulsed friends :) so for all intents and purposes, this IS chapter 7, but you don't have to have context or anything!
Premise; selfshiptober day 15! I once again mixed the prompts together. I had to go with the boy I’m desperately obsessed with right now and pick Levi :) (slightly nsfw in tone btw)
word count: 1296
tw: gunplay, sexual implications and ending
The air felt thick around me, heavy with anticipation. My heart was racing as I watched Levi leaning casually against the wall, his sharp eyes tracking every move I made. He never wavered, always in control, and tonight, that dominance was sharper than ever. My eyes flicked over his form, the ease and power with which he held himself made me heady. The promise of what was to come made my pulse quicken, a thrill rushing through me.
"You know," Levi said, his voice low and smooth, "I've been thinking about something." He tilted his head slightly, a dark smirk curling his lips. "You talk a big game about how you want me to hunt you down… but are you really ready for that?"
I swallowed hard, feeling the weight of those words sink deep into my chest. I’d asked for this—no, I’d begged for it. But now, under his cold, calculating gaze, I wasn’t sure if I could handle it. Still, I nodded, my body already trembling with anticipation.
Levi pushed off the wall, each of his slow, deliberate steps sending my heart into overdrive. His boots thudded softly against the floor, the sound seeming to echo in my ears. My whole body tensed as he stopped in front of me, his fingers curling under my chin, tilting my head so our eyes met. His expression was calm, controlled, but his eyes burned with something dark and possessive.
"You think you can handle this, huh?" Levi murmured, his thumb brushing over my lower lip. "Think you can handle being my target tonight, my prey?"
My mouth went dry, and my breath hitched, but somehow I managed to nod again, my pulse thundering in my ears. “Yes,” I whispered, though my voice barely held any strength.
His thumb traced over my mouth, pressing harder against my lip before he stepped back, his eyes never leaving mine. “We’ll see.”
He was at the door again before he turned around, any hint of a smirk long gone as he fell into soldier mode. "Here's how this is going to go," he said, voice cold and commanding. "You’ve got five minutes to run. After that, I’m coming for you. And when I find you..." He let the threat linger in the air, heavy and ominous.
I swallowed the lump in my throat, my entire body thrumming with a mixture of fear and excitement. I knew what Levi was capable of, and I knew that when he found me, he wouldn’t hold back. The thought sent a shiver through me.
Levi reached into his jacket, pulling out his sleek black handgun from his shoulder holster. He handled it with ease, and the sight of it in his hand made my heart skip a beat. “I’ll be using this tonight. Just to keep things... interesting.”
My stomach flipped. I trusted him, but the way he held that gun, the precision and confidence in his movements, made my skin prickle with nervous energy. This wasn’t just a game—this was Levi’s hunt, and I was his prey.
"That’s not loaded, is it?" I asked, nerves creeping into my voice as my eyes swept over the gun, hoping that if I stared long enough, it would somehow reveal itself to be just a harmless toy.
“Five minutes,” he repeated, his voice icy. “Go.”
I didn’t need to be told twice. I bolted out of the room, my heart hammering in my chest as I sprinted down the hallway. The house was familiar, but everything felt disorienting in the heat of the moment. My mind raced, trying to figure out the best place to hide, the best way to avoid Levi for as long as possible.
But too soon, Levi’s footsteps were behind me. Steady and sure as he tracked me through the house. He wasn’t rushing—and something about that scared me more than if he had taken off at a sprint right behind me. He wasn’t just hunting me, he was toying with me. I could almost feel the smirk on his face as he moved through the house, his gun in hand, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.
I ducked into a side room, pressing my back against the wall as I tried to control my breathing. My pulse was racing, adrenaline pumping through my veins. I could hear his footsteps, slow and methodical, getting closer. Every second felt like an eternity.
“You’re doing well so far,” Levi’s voice echoed through the hallway, low and teasing. “But you know I’m going to find you. And when I do, I’m not going to be gentle.”
A sharp gasp escaped my throat, heat flooding my body at his words. I needed to move—I couldn’t stay here, not with him so close. I slipped out of the room and down another hallway, moving quickly, heart pounding in my chest.
But no matter how fast I ran, Levi was always just behind me. His footsteps, calm and steady, haunted me through the house. The gun in his hand was a constant reminder of the danger, the thrill. I’d asked for this, begged for it—and now, my body trembled with the heady mix of fear and desire, knowing Levi was enjoying every second of it.
I found myself cornered in a small closet off the living room, hunched down, my back pressed against the wall as I listened for his footsteps. They stopped, and for a moment, I held my breath, heart thundering in my ears.
Then, the door was ripped open and there was Levi, his gun raised, that dark, victorious smirk on his face.
“I win,” he said, his voice calm and unhurried as he leveled the gun at my head.
My breath caught in my throat, my body frozen under his gaze. He had me—completely at his mercy. The thought made my pulse race even faster, desire and fear mixing into something intoxicating.
Levi took a step forward, closing the distance between us until the barrel of the gun was pressed lightly against my forehead. My body shuddered at the cold touch of metal.
“Did you really think you could outrun me?” Levi asked, his tone mocking as he tilted my chin up with the barrel, forcing me to look him in the eyes. My breath came in shallow, shaky gasps as I trembled under his gaze.
“N-no,” I stammered, my voice barely audible. I couldn’t look away from him, from the way he looked down at me like I was nothing but prey to be devoured.
His smirk deepened as he pressed the gun harder against my head, making me wince. “Good. Because this is my game, and you were never going to win.”
I shuddered, the weight of his words settling deep inside me. My body ached for more, for him to push me further, to see how far I could go. “Levi, please…”
“Please what?” His voice was low, taunting as he slid the gun down to my chest, the cold metal sending shivers through me. “You want me to fuck you, don’t you? After all that running, you still want me to take you apart.”
A whimper escaped my throat, my entire body trembling with need. “Yes… please, Levi. I need you.”
He smiled, brushing his thumb over my cheek in a rare moment of tenderness. “Good boy.” The praise sent a rush of heat through me, making my knees weak.
In one swift movement, Levi holstered his gun before grabbing my wrists and dragging me up the wall, pinning them above my head. I gasped, my body arching into his touch, my skin burning with the need for him.
Leaning in close, his lips brushed against my ear as he whispered, “Now, let’s see how well you take me.”
♚ likes & rbs appreciated! // tag list below! ♚
tag list: @elderitchdaemon @riddleglitch @mahitosoulmate @heatobrienswife @dear-gambler @junkratsloverat @kylilah @mugenloopdalove
What's wrong honey? You were so talkative before, but now that my cock is filling you up, you're just making those cute little squeaks and moans instead.
guy who even after years and years of loving and choosing each other over and over again, suddenly needs to get even closer to you in the middle of sex as a reminder that you're here and you aren't leaving. ohh.ok
Okay this was really fun because as part of wanting to convey how comfy Void (they/them, OC) is and how flustered Shin is I decided to do them in two disparate styles! I think it came out really well and was a super fun experiment!
Aggressive make out session while I pin you down and grope your thighs and chest and pull your hair and wrap my hand around your throat and thrust my hips against you and grind my knee on your crotch until I can't contain myself anymore and tear your clothes off so I can ruthlessly breed you like my life depends on it
let me take you from behind while you’re flat on your stomach, my hand tangled in your hair, pulling your head back until you’re arching perfectly into me. your eyes rolling back from how deep I’m thrusting while you desperately try to look back at me. you’d be such a beautiful mess.
so few experiences will ever match the intimacy of being doted on and cared for after sex is over
you’re both spent and breathless yet you still find yourself cradled against his chest while he rubs little circles into the base of your spine and cracks jokes or tells you about his feelings or even if he says nothing at all and just enjoys the sound of your breathing while reaching onto the bedside table for your water…gently massaging your hips which will be sore in the morning…kissing your shoulder and cleaning you up…even accepting your little coos and laughs and thank yous and whatever praise you can spare for him in return
when they begin to fuck you a little harder because you’re starting to go a little dumb, your eyes rolling into the back of your head as you grip their body and breathily say their name
