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you've been pining over the captain for some time now, and it's been affecting your work. you thought he didn't notice, but he has, and he has a particular way in mind he'd like to remind you he's in charge.
pairing: levi ackerman x f!reader
warnings: degradation (like a lot), oral (m!rec.) hair pulling, biting, levi slaps you (not there, think lower), overstimulation, orgasm denial sorta, dom!levi, PORN PORN NEED I SAY MORE
a/n: THIS IS MY APOLOGY FOR BEING GONE FOR LIKE A YEAR AND A HALF OKAY. i got extremely carried away ngl. also i keep my usage of "y/n" very minimal bc i feel like it takes you out of it sorta.. but maybe thats just me idk.
smut under the cut !! MINORS DNI ࿇ 4.7k words
levi ackerman wasn’t the man you should’ve been pining after. in fact, he was probably the last person you should want. unfortunately that was made very difficult working in such close proximity with him.
he was undoubtedly an extremely attractive man, but what got you was actually his disinterest in anything to do with you. sure, sounds crazy, but whenever you would try and joke around with him or engage in normal chitchat and he was more dismissive than normal before you could even get started, it made you so curious.
he was so intriguing. almost everything about him was a mystery, and he clearly intended to keep it that way, which just made you want to find out all that much more.
this went on for months. months of helping him train the newest scouts, months of thinking you were getting somewhere just to end up back at square one. it was exhausting. not like you could tell anyone, especially not him, so you were just stuck with these feelings that you couldn’t do anything about. it was starting to affect your focus, your attitude, everything.
not that levi seemed to notice though. day in and day out, he continued to almost-purposefully disagree with everything you said, go against you, show you up, make you look stupid in front of the new recruits, basically anything opposite to what you wanted from him. if anything, his affect on your work was just making it all worse.
you sat in the dining hall next to hange, mind off somewhere else as per usual while the rest of your table talked over dinner.
“l/n, i need to speak with you when you’re finished here.”
just the person you wanted to see.
“ah captain levi, nice to see you too.” you forced a cheap smile, “am i in trouble?”
“not yet. i’ll be in my room when you’re done.”
he left without another look, off to his room. you didn’t even have the appetite to eat the rest of your food. you pushed the bowl away and stood from the table.
“don’t tell me you’re just gonna follow him to his room.” hange said before you could leave, “give him a minute, he doesn’t seem impressed.”
“has he ever seemed impressed to you? i’d rather just get this over with now.”
you headed out the door of the room, upstairs to levi’s quarters, your nerves beginning to get the better of you. you hadn’t done anything wrong that you could think of. nothing he would know about anyways. but since he wasn’t one to put things gently or show restraint unless he really respected you, the thought of getting in trouble at the hands of him wasn’t a pretty one.
you had to catch your breath a moment before knocking softly on his door, “captain levi? are you in there?”
he opened the door almost immediately, staring you down as he always did, “i told you i would be. why would i tell you i’d be in here if i wasn’t going to be?”
your gaze fell to your feet, “sorry captain. can i come in?”
he moved out of the way of the door for you to enter, shutting and locking it behind you.
god i’m in for it. i don’t know what i could’ve done, would somebody set me up for something? no, they wouldn’t dare try it.
“have a seat at my desk.”
you quickly sat down, tucking your hands together in your lap awaiting the harsh words that were sure to follow. he leaned against the edge of the desk in front of you, a scowl on his face and his arms crossed against his chest.
“you’ve been slacking. everything i’ve asked you to do has been forgotten or late, you show up every morning tired and off your game from your escapades into the kitchen late every night, and you’ve been an especially greater bitch to me for the last handful of months.” he paused, a hand coming down to the desk in front of you making you finally make eye contact with him, “do you wanna tell me what the hell your problem is exactly?”
“i’m sorry sir. it’s nothing, really.” you replied, your stomach in your throat from his cold, stern tone, “i’ve just been a little distracted lately, but i promise it won’t happen again.”
“am i expected to just believe it’s never going to happen again? how am i supposed to trust you on this?”
“what do you want me to do? i can’t prove anything to you.” you stood up to come face to face with him, “i apologized, i said i won’t do it again, what else do you want from me?”
“i want you to prove to me i can trust your word.” his hands came up to hold your shoulders with force, “now sit back down, and stop talking.”
as you were pushed back into your seat, you weren’t sure if what you thought was happening to you really was happening. he moved a hand to hold the nape of your neck, the other going to his belt to begin to undo it.
“don’t think i don’t notice how much you watch me. if that’s your attempt at hiding it, you’re more pathetic than i thought.” your hands instinctively joined his on his belt to help out, but he immediately shoved them back to your chest, “don’t touch. i realize that all you enjoy doing is defying me, but if you don’t start following orders you’re gonna be in for a hell of a tough lesson.”
his belt came undone and his pants fell to the floor, leaving him in just his underwear and a button up shirt. you thought to yourself how amazing he looked, how you couldn’t believe that you were doing this right now. why now? what changed?
you didn’t have time to think much on it, because before you knew it his cock was falling out of his pants in front of your face, one of his hands slowly stroking himself as the other came down to hold the bottom of your jaw open for him.
“cat got your tongue all of a sudden?” he said, pulling your mouth open wider and lining himself up, “that’s okay. you won’t be able to say much while you’re gagging anyways, and i think i like you better when you’re not mouthing off to me.”
he slid himself in to the hilt, causing you to immediately gag around his length and tears to prick the corners of your eyes. he looked down at you, his brows knit together and his lips parted, heavy breaths leaving them, “always wondered why you insisted on pissing me off all the time. now i know it’s just because you’re not used to not getting your way.” his thrusts were slow but hard, not leaving your poor throat much time to adjust or recover, “hm? is that it? you just couldn’t stand that i didn’t wanna talk to you, is it so hard to believe that somebody just doesn’t like you?”
you’d come in here expecting to hear hurtful words from levi, to leave crying and upset, but although the words themselves should’ve made you walk out the door and never look him in the eye again you couldn’t help but revel in the attention he was giving you in that moment.
“unfortunately, that isn’t the case.” his pace was quickening, “it’d be nice to be able to tell you that you bother me because i dislike you,” he rooted both his hands in your hair, holding it up and away from your face for leverage, “but it is that hard to believe somebody wouldn’t like you. look at you— fuck, such a pretty face, so sweet helping me out like this.”
you couldn’t help yourself anymore and your hands flew to any bit of him you could find, one grabbing hold of his arm and the other balling up his shirt in its fist. he didn’t seem to mind, but after a moment or two he took a step back, one hand keeping your hair bunched together behind your head. you thought he was going to say he was done, that you were excused and to not ever speak of this again.
“i hope you don’t have any plans this evening.” he pulled you to your feet and leaned in close to your ear, “if so, i’m afraid you’ll be a little tied up. now on the bed, don’t make me wait.”
like lightning you scrambled to his bed, yanking off every piece of clothing as you went and discarding them haphazardly across the room. you sat on your feet and watched as he stood calmly in front of you unbuttoning his shirt, letting it fall to the floor with everything else before kicking the discarded clothes out of his way.
you took the free moment to really look at him. you never thought you’d see him like this, hell you only ever saw him with his shirt off once or twice, accidentally at that. his pale skin was glowing orange under the dim lights and you could see the definition of what seemed like every muscle in his body. his hair was hanging messily over his face now, shielding his eyes from your gaze as if on purpose.
though you couldn’t see it, you could feel his eyes boring into you as he came to the edge of the bed, “tell me, what exactly is it that’s been distracting you lately?”
he wasn’t stupid. he knew it was him, more specifically he knew that you wanted to know everything about him, and that you kept yourself awake every night with your hands between your legs thinking about him. he knew all of that, but he wanted to hear you say it. admit outright that’s what was happening.
“you, captain.” you finally said, your voice coming out much shakier than you had anticipated.
he scoffed a laugh, “i don’t recall forcing you to stay up all night or to fuck around instead of doing your job.”
“i just… think about you. once i start it’s kinda hard to stop.”
“is that so?” his hand began running gently along the outsides of your thighs as he spoke, “like what? don’t be shy, you can tell me.”
“you’re just so secretive with me, how could i not want to know more?” experimentally, you laid your hands on his chest, “and more recently i think about, y’know…”
“no, i don’t. go on.”
“captain, it’s a little embarrassing, i—“
“if you can sit here and take my cock down your throat, i think you can tell me about how you’ve imagined me fucking you when you’re all by yourself in bed at night.” he leaned over you until you were propped up on your elbows back on the bed, “i wonder if i can really make you squeal like i can in your imagination.”
one of his hands was now planted on the bed beside you and the other gripping firmly on your hip, your now parted legs offering him a full view of your pussy glistening with arousal. all you could do was lay there under him as he shamelessly gawked at you, “i really didn’t wanna have to do this myself. i’ve waited for you to come to me and let me fuck you all better for months now, but you never did. now i have to do it myself.”
before you had a chance to say anything, he yanked your hips towards him and slid himself fully in with one stroke, making you whine and even pulling a low sigh from him. he stayed still for a minute, letting you both adjust to the feeling.
“levi, please move. i wanna feel you.” you begged quietly, hands finally free to run over the muscles in his stomach and his chest, almost distracting you from the task at hand.
“what’s the matter? getting a little impatient are we? if you’d have just told me earlier we wouldn’t be in this mess.” he began an agonizingly slow pace, “fuck you’re soaked, all this without me even touching you. do you need me to go a little faster?”
through panting breaths you nodded, “god yes, please.”
“poor girl, i suppose i should give you what you want, after all you’ve been so good tonight.” his thrusts quickened and he used his leverage on your hips to pull you into him, “y’know, you’re so pretty when you listen nice like this but i’ve got to admit, every time you try and argue with me or get mouthy it makes me wanna bend you over right there,” he leaned down, “and remind you who the fuck you’re talking to.”
a shiver ran up your spine. you tried your best not to, you didn’t want to overstep or freak him out, but as he kept fucking into you so perfectly you couldn’t stop yourself from reaching up for his face and pulling him down into a desperate kiss. to your surprise, he didn’t yank himself away from you, instead taking his opportunity to deepen the kiss.
his hips were speeding up, quickly inching towards a relentless pace. the sound of slapping skin was barely audible now over your sharp moans and pants. “you’re just so fun to argue with sometimes.” you managed to get out in between breaths.
“you think so?” his eyebrow quirked up, and before you had a chance to react, he brought a hand down and laid a sharp slap directly on your clit. your body jerked and you let out a loud, involuntary whine, causing him to laugh, “i hope you don’t mind if i have a little fun putting you in your place then.”
your head was spinning, his hand was working circles over your clit now and he was pulling almost all the way out before slamming his hips back into you. all you could smell was him and with every thrust he was filling you up to the brim, hitting that perfect spot inside that made you dig your nails into his arms and your back arch off the bed.
“levi— fuck!” you could feel a knot beginning to form in your stomach, growing rapidly with every move he made. “levi that feels so good, i’m gonna cum.”
“ah-ah,” he pulled out without warning and stood up straight again, earning a small sigh from you at the sudden empty feeling, “i don’t think so.”
“wh— what?” you sat up to protest, to beg him to touch you again and make you cum, but he cut you off with a kiss, snaking his hand into your hair and pulling you as close as he could get.
“do you think you deserve to cum? because i don’t,” his lips moved down your neck, pulling your head back by your hair to grant him access, “i think after being such a little brat for so long you can wait a bit, hm?”
“no! no, i’m sorry, i’ll be good!” you pleaded, the feeling of him sucking marks into your neck (that you knew you would have to really cover up the next morning) driving you crazy, “please, i promise i’ll be good for you, captain.”
he let out a groan hearing you call him that, straightening up and loosening his grip on your hair, “that’s a start, we’ll see if you can manage to follow through. now turn around for me brat, on your knees.”
you did as he asked, turning around and propping yourself up on your hands and knees at the edge of the bed. as he lined himself up once again, you felt a hand come down to your head, collecting your hair into a ponytail again and yanking back on it.
he pushed himself into you slowly this time, the drag of his cock against your walls pulling a long and satisfied sigh from your throat. he bottomed out with another soft groan and started off slow again, his free hand venturing slowly across your back and you could’ve sworn he was tracing where all your muscles and tendons could be seen, a thought you brushed aside because this is levi we’re talking about, as if.
“that feels so good.” you groaned softly, pushing your hips back onto him with every languid thrust, your neck craned back and his grip in your hair only tightening at the sound of your voice. his hips kept a steady rhythm, and you could hear low grunts slipping past his lips every time he sheathed himself fully inside you.
his free hand remained splayed out on your back, guiding your body into his as his thrusts picked up their pace. “yeah?” his voice came out breathy, the touch of his fingers like fire against your skin. he yanked you up by your hair, your back colliding with his chest and his cock driving deeper into you, “let’s see if you prefer it like this.”
the hand that was on your back slid around your waist, fingers digging into the soft flesh of your stomach and pulling you back against him. “god, you feel fuckin’ good.” you could feel his hot, panting breaths against your ear, his hand sliding out of your hair to rest gently, almost warningly around your neck.
his voice rumbling in your ear sent shivers up your spine, his hands gripping possessively at you and pulling you back against him with every thrust of his hips. you couldn’t help yourself, you needed to touch him, and so cautiously, you lifted an arm behind you, your fingers sliding into the hair at the back of his head and holding him against you.
“please, please don’t stop,” your hand gripped tighter onto him, the other falling to his arm that was curled tightly around your waist. every movement of his hips sent your head spinning further and further into the spiral of lust he had dragged you into, his nose pressing into your hair and his cock sliding toe-curlingly deep inside you, “l-levi, fuck…”
“keep talking, brat.” his voice came growling in your ear, a light sheen of sweat clinging to both of your bodies and making your skin stick to his. “let me hear every little noise you can make.”
this was all so unlike levi, but at the same time his commanding tone and rough grip seemed so him. he kept a tight hold on you, and he didn’t seem to mind the feeling of your fingers in his hair as he grunted and groaned against your skin.
his head dipped into the crook of your neck, his hips picking up in pace and making a steady slapping noise ring out through the room every time they collided with you. short, gaspy moans fell from your lips, your brain too fuzzy to put together any coherent words despite his asking. you could feel his teeth grazing your skin, paired with the occasional barely-there kiss as he drove himself as deep into you as he could reach.
his control was slowly slipping. you could feel it in the way he kept readjusting his hold on you, trying to pull you in closer, tighter, his tongue poking out to lick a stripe up the side of your neck. “thought i told you to talk,” he whispered against your ear, his hand tightening slightly around your neck and his hips slowing down, his thrusts turning into sharp jolts to drive his point home, “do i need to remind you who’s in charge here?”
you couldn’t help but let out a loud whine, pushing your hips back against him in a desperate plea to continue. “no, n-no, fuck—” your head fell back against his shoulder, his lips returning to your neck as he picked up speed once again, seemingly satisfied. your eyes fell shut, allowing the feeling of his cock plunging so deep inside of you to radiate through your whole body.
“you feel— hnn— you feel incredible,” you finally managed to gasp the words out, his hands on you tightening their grip as his thrusts began to get sloppier. you could feel his muscles tensing against your back, the sweat from his brow dripping down your chest as his face remained buried in the crook of your neck, and you knew it wouldn’t be long before you both reached your peak.
you felt his lips pull into a wicked grin. “ohh, she speaks.” he chuckled lowly, his lips moving slowly across your neck and your shoulder. “you’re such a mess for me. takin’ it so good, too.” his thrusts became rougher, his hips snapping against yours, each one pulling a choked moan from your lips. his arm around your waist tightened further, keeping your body pressed against his as he started to pant heavily against your skin, “fuck, you’re so warm… so soft.”
“levi— levi, please,” you begged, your fingers clenching in his hair and your hips pressing back into his.
your face was flushed a deep pink, your jaw hung slack and his hand splayed out on your neck. you didn’t even know what you were begging him for, just that you didn’t ever want to stop feeling him inside you, feeling his hands paw at your body and his lips track across your neck, and hearing his gravelly voice in your ear.
“please what?” his teeth grazed over your shoulder, teasingly gentle as they scraped over your skin, “can’t help you if you don’t tell me what you want.”
he pushed your head back onto his shoulder, exposing more of your neck to him as his hips picked up in a frenzy behind you. your fingers tugged at his hair, your back arching off his chest as that familiar coil in your stomach began to tighten once again. “i— i wanna cum, please…” your voice came out a lot more desperate than intended, but you couldn’t find it in you to care, “please make me cum.”
this time, you felt his teeth against your neck, biting down hard enough to make you yelp softly and clench his hair tighter in your fist. he groaned deeply, his chest rumbling against your back and his fingers digging into your waist. “i guess i could do that,” he lifted his head to press his lips against your hairline, his voice low and husky in your ear, “don’t think i’m gonna last much longer anyways, not with the way you keep sucking me back in.”
his thrusts began growing rougher, his hips snapping against your ass, a sharp sting tingling on your skin every time he sunk himself back into your aching pussy. your mouth hung open as you broken whimpers and mewls tumbled from your throat, eyes half-lidded and your whole body flushed. you could feel every nerve in your body lighting up, making your toes curl and your grip on him turn white-knuckled.
“fuck i’m— i’m so close, i— nngh —need you.” your eyes squeezed shut as heat radiated out from your core, spreading through every limb and making your muscles weak. he was basically holding you up at this point, your body having fully given in to the pleasure he was offering you.
“i know,” he grunted in your ear, fingertips digging so desperately into your skin you could feel the harsh bite of his nails. “i’ll give it to you.”
his hand on your neck toughened its hold, the other trailing down your stomach to lay flat just above your mound. his hand firmly pressed down on your stomach, earning you another gravely groan ripped from his throat, “fuck, can feel me in there. i love being this deep inside you.”
his fingers tracked down further, two calloused fingertips rubbing tight circles around your clit. the dual sensations seemed to make your mind go blank, your head turning towards his as he returned to pressing kisses to the column of your neck.
the short strands of his hair brushed against your lips as you turned, the scent of soap somehow still clinging to him even with the exertion of his movements. your lips parted around incoherent babbling, your legs trembling now from his fingers' relentless ministrations and his rutting hips.
a particularly loud mewl tore from your throat when you felt that twisting, coiling sensation beginning to build in your gut. god, this was really happening. your breathy pants grew quicker and louder now, fingers gripping his hair so tight you were sure it hurt him. but he only groaned.
his teeth bit down on your shoulder, the hand he still had resting over your throat slipping down to just hold you closer, like he was trying to merge you into his skin. you were teetering on the edge of something you weren't sure you were even ready for, your body arching into his hold and trying to meet his movements with a desperate intensity.
"cum," he demanded through gritted teeth, though the command in his tone didn't entirely hide the way his breath hitched, moans threatening to spill themselves from his lips. "let go. let me have it."
you'd promised him you would obey his orders from now on, and that sounded a hell of a lot like an order. your mouth fell open in a silent scream, nothing but choked gasps and whines as you felt your body tense, the orgasm you'd been imagining and yearning for for months finally, finally crashing over you.
it was like he was consuming you, white hot waves of release ripping through you with every movement he made. he wasn't letting up, either. he couldn't. he needed this, and he knew you needed it too.
as your release began to turn into overstimulation, you squirmed in his arms, hips twitching back against his in a filthy display. you tried to speak, but it felt like your brain was short circuiting, every nerve firing at full power all at once.
it was driving him nuts. "just— fuck, just a little more," he practically growled against your skin, "i— i don't— i-i can't..." he was lost in you, in the feeling of your soft skin and your warm, wet cunt, in the pretty little sounds that you so graciously let spill from your lips. "'m gonna cum, —shit."
the low grunts and groans that he had been letting out him cracked, leaving a string of broken and breathy moans to escape in their place. he could feel his cock throbbing inside you, the first shock of his peak washing over him. "fuck, paramour..." he breathed, his lips moving over your skin like a brand. he buried his face against your neck, his hips losing all rhythm as they rutted and twitched into you again and again, finding his release inside your welcoming body.
as he finally lost steam, his arms loosened around your trembling frame. without him holding you up, your muscles all felt like they'd been turned to soup, your body falling forwards once more and your cheek pressing into the mattress. you weren't away from his touch for very long though, feeling him lean down over your hips and cover your back with his chest.
it was quiet now, just the soft, gasping breaths of the two of you as you tried to come back to full consciousness. you were crumpled beneath him, your knees bent under your frame and his body caging you down against the mattress like an iron blanket. you didn't mind at all.
after what felt like ages, he lifted his head from where it had been pressed between your shoulder blades, bringing a hand up to gently move your hair off of your sweat-slicked back. then you felt his nose come to rest against your back, his hand now sliding between you and the bed to pull you into him.
you expected to hear something cocky, something about how he could put you in your place or a mocking remark about just how debauched you had just made yourself for him. instead, "don't move." his body shifted, pulling you to the side as he finally let himself rest on the bed, his face remaining flush to your back and his arms winding around your waist. "i'm not done with you."
embarrassing to say but since the jjk ending i have been on janitor ai talking to all these gojo bots and giving him comfort and peace to make MYSELF feel better
L’s been having a little more trouble than usual falling asleep lately. you have a feeling you know just how to help.
pairing: l lawliet x reader
warnings: none! just sweet (oblivious) L
L didn’t normally get much sleep, but he was going on four days straight now. he was growing more and more delirious by the minute and the words on the page in front of him jumbled in his view. he needed to sleep. in his defence he did try, to no avail of course. at this point he’d given up, figuring if he was going to be awake anyways he might as well get some work done.
when you’d come into the room, eyes half-closed and dragging your feet on the floor, you’d nearly scared him out of his skin.
“L, what’s the matter?” you’d asked him sleepily, grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge and walking over to see what he was looking at.
“oh, i was just going over some things for the case again, seeing if there’s anything i might’ve missed.” he held up a piece of paper to you, “you can never be too thorough you know.”
“yeah… just, do you know what time it is? you need to get at least a couple hours a night, i told you your concentration will waver if you don’t.”
“i tried, but no luck.” he smiled at you, “not to worry, i feel more awake than ever. i was thinking about revisiting my research into ray pember’s suspects again, see if anybody else seems to fit the kira bill.”
the bags under his eyes were dark and heavy, his skin paler than usual and much more deprived of life, it would’ve been obvious to anybody that he hadn’t been sleeping. he was looking at you with wide eyes, trying to seem awake to hide the fact that they were dry and reddening with fatigue.
“i’ll stay with you then. if you’re gonna be up you should at least have company, right?”
“you don’t have to do that, please, go back to bed.” he sat up a little in his chair, hands falling from his knees, “i’ll be up regardless but there’s no need to deprive you of sleep in the process.”
“nonsense! i can do both, as long as you don’t mind sharing your seat.”
he looked at you, puzzled, “my seat? why?”
instead of answering him, you gently moved his arm out of the way for you to crawl over him, seating yourself on his lap in between his chest and his bent legs, “figured this would probably be the most comfortable for me to go back to sleep. ‘s this okay?”
“oh, well yes i suppose i can work around you if you’re lying down. are you sure you’ll be able to get comfortable?”
“don’t worry about me.” you laid your head down on his shoulder, nose pressed against his neck as your arms wrapped around his torso, “you just get back to whatever you were doing, i’ll be fine.”
at first, he sat quietly reading over the files he had spread out in front of him, blinking his eyes profusely to try and rid them of the tired blur they’d donned. soon he could feel your thumbs gently rubbing either side of his back, trying to coax him to sleep, begging him to put the papers down and shut his eyes. he did feel himself growing much more comfortable in his chair, and because he had to make room for you to fit he had lost the last bit of concentration he was clinging onto.
the slow rhythm of your breaths pressed against his chest were like a lullaby, his arms starting to grow heavier at his sides as he dropped the paper to the table, “what are you doing?”
you hummed in response, pushing him back into the chair with your head and trying not to giggle at the small huff that escaped him, “trying to help. is it working?”
he sighed, “if you mean your attempts at trying to make me feel tired, then yes.” his arms came up to wrap tightly around your upper back, elbows resting against his knees to not let his arms slip down, “i’d like you to sleep here for the rest of the night please.”
“don’t worry, i wasn’t planning on leaving.”
his chin came down to rest on top of your head, eyelids finally falling shut as a heavy breath of air fanned over you. he hadn’t felt so tired in years, so easily swept away by sleep. he could feel your heartbeat against his own, falling into a similar rhythm as they both slowed to a peaceful pace. he figured he could probably fall asleep whenever he wanted to if you came to his aid, and though his inexperienced mind didn’t yet know what exactly the reason was that you had this affect on him, he did know it most definitely wouldn’t be the last time it happened.
as he began to slip into his much needed slumber, you could hear him mutter,
you and levi had been hooking up for so long, letting him use you to blow off steam whenever he wanted. you never thought he wanted any more to do with you until one night he couldn’t bear to hold his true feelings in anymore.
pairing: levi ackerman x fem!reader
warnings: SMUTTTTT, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, use of pet names, dom!levi sorta i guess, needy levi at the end, he does not pull out, this was supposed to be short but i got lost in it.
minors dni !!
levi ackerman wasn’t one to talk about his feelings. he preferred to drill the feelings into you in his bed every night after the rest of the regiment had all been long asleep. it had been going on for close to a year now. your face pressed into his pillows, small yelps and gasps escaping you as he worked an unforgivable pace into your aching pussy.
“that’s it, fuuuck yeah just like that.” he cooed as he wiped the sweat from his forehead.
he had been at it for an hour already, he’d made you cum around his cock more times than you could count and he showed no sign of stopping yet. not that you minded, the smell of cigarettes and tea that he always had engulfed your senses and you welcomed any time he would allow you with him. he was a stingy lover, only really inviting you around to fuck you senseless and quietly help you back to your room afterwards, whispering vulgar compliments and promises for the following night as he left you to wake up alone in your bed once more.
normally you’d be absolutely spent by now, but something about the abnormal passion and desperation levi had was spurring your body on for more and more every round, begging for more of him with every orgasm.
“levi, mmph, please i— fuck!” you reached an arm back for him, to grab anything, finally landing a hand around his wrist where he held your hips, “i— i’m gonna cum, please make me cum. i need you, i-oh! oh levi, you feel so good.”
he couldn’t bear keeping up the facade after hearing your sweet sweet words to him anymore, and without warning he pulled out of you, sitting down at the top of the bed and tossing his head back with a sigh, “my uh, my legs are getting a little sore.”
you felt a little ashamed, begging him for him to make you cum again like that and right afterwards he’s going to tell you he’s done for the night. you wanted to say something, but you didn’t want to push it, opting to just stay quiet with your head down until he excused you.
“well?” he patted his thighs and outstretched an arm, “come here, sweet girl. don’t worry, i won’t leave you hanging like that.”
despite your heart threatening to beat right out of your chest at the name, you crawled up the bed to him, carefully swinging a leg over his lap and sinking yourself down on his cock with a hiss. you kept your eyes down waiting for the hands he planted back on your hips to guide your aching body along, levi didn’t often have you in a position where you could see his face and you thought the eye contact might have freaked him out.
“could never leave a girl as pretty as you on the edge like that,” one of his thumbs reached down to rub rough, slow circles on your clit, “been letting me use this pussy all night, fuck— all year practically, ‘m gonna take care of you.”
the absolute 180° shift in his demeanour left you confused but ultimately ten times more turned on than you already had been, your hands coming up to just barely hold the sides of his face as you tried to babble out something coherent, “mm, ‘s so good levi, so full.”
his thumb pressed down a little harder, his other hand guiding your hips in shallow drags forwards and back on him, “yeah? you like sitting on my cock like this? so good for me, takin’ it all inside that pretty pussy of yours, that’s my girl.”
his words sent lightning up your spine. he was talkative, sure, but generally it wasn’t such nice words. on an average night, you could say for sure you’d be bent over for him while he grunts and curses, hearing him speaking lowly into your ear, telling you how good he felt and how sexy you looked with his cock inside you. now though? his words, still coated with his usual dark and dominating tone, yet so so sweet and full of praise for you were causing a reaction in you that you’d never felt before.
you felt his forehead come to rest on yours, skin sticky with sweat and hot breaths falling on your chest. that oh-so-familiar knot in your stomach slowly began to build, and try as you might you couldn’t help the small whines and whimpers that fell from your lips.
levi’s grip tightened at the sound of it, “i love hearing all those pretty little noises, am i making you feel good?” you nodded hastily against his head, “look at me please, i wanna see you.”
when you finally lifted your head to look at him, you wished you had been greedy and stared at him the entire time. his cheeks were flushed red, eyebrows knitted together, hair now pushed away from his face and lips parted to allow soft groans to escape them. your eyes darted every which way across his face trying to burn the image into your memory, hands now holding the sides of his neck as your hips began a rhythm of their own. spent and tired as your body may have been, it was desperate for him and everything he was giving you.
“hey, i said look at me.” the hand on your clit came up to grab your jaw, yanking your face up and closer to his so you had nowhere to look but his dark, intense eyes already glistening at you, “there she is, hello darling.”
“levi,” you whined between pants, “i’m… i’m gonna..”
“not till i say, can you hold on for me?” the hand on your jaw softened, your eyes locked into his the second they caught them, “wanna— nhgg, wanna cum with you. just,” he slowed your hips down ever so slightly, “just don’t wanna stop.”
any bit of his usual stoic and rough demeanour had melted away, all that was left to show being his raw feelings and the building orgasm he felt creeping up. his eyes didn’t leave yours for a second as he huffed heavy breaths directly into your mouth, trying to work up the courage to kiss you like he’d always wanted to. you were so close to him now, he’d purposely never fucked you like this because he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold himself back if he could see your face. every twisted expression it made as he fucked you so, so perfectly, every move your mouth made acting like an invite for his own.
a particularly needy sounding sigh from you pulled him out of his trance, “please i— i know we— ah! we agreed we wouldn’t but, levi please…” and the feeling of your thumbs on his jaw was all it took for him to cut off your sentence, pulling your lips to his and greedily kissing you as if it was the last thing he’d ever do.
it didn’t take long for you to feel his tongue pushing into your mouth, his hand speeding up your hips once again as he began chasing his release. he was falling apart in front of you, whiny moans being muffled as his lips adventured down to your jaw, your neck, and finally his head flew back as his orgasm bubbled into life in his abdomen. “you taste so sweet, fuck, what did i ever do to deserve such a sweet girl in my bed every night huh? an idiot like me never telling you just what you do to me, makin’ me feel so fucking good, just so perfect for me aren’t you?”
his hand came up to brush the hair falling messily in your face away as you spoke mindlessly, “so— so good, yeah, oh god,” you kissed him greedily, “i cant— cant hold on, wanna make you cum levi.”
your words drove him mad, both of your hips rocking at a ruthless, desperate pace. your nails dug into his shoulders as you gripped on for dear life, the sounds coming from his mouth being something one could only describe as dazed and needy.
“fuck, don’t think i’m gonna be able to pull out, wanna fill you up full with my cum.” his head came to rest against yours again, “please, please baby, need to cum inside your perfect pussy, please.”
his begging sent you over the edge, your orgasm washing over you like a tsunami as his pace continued unfaltering. you couldn’t help being loud as you cried out, “yes! yes captain, please, i wanna feel it.”
as if on command, his hips began to stutter and his grip on you became impossibly tight as he fucked himself into you, his cum mixing with your own and making you feel more full than you ever had before. you felt his cock pulsating inside you as he finally came to a stop, chest rising and falling heavily as you both took the time to catch your breath. you didn’t move a muscle, fearing that it would remind him it was over and it was time to end the night.
he laid back on the headboard, pulling you with him instead of kicking you out like you’d thought. he didn’t even bother to pull out, keeping you situated on his lap as your chest came flush with his, head resting on his shoulder. he felt your breath fanning across his neck as he dislodged the blankets from under the two of you and pulled it to cover you both.
“stay with me tonight, mkay?” he kissed the top of your head, “don’t think i can let you go now.”
