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For those who have missed it, a tourist in Hawaii decided it would be fun to chuck a rock (a BIG rock) at a monk seal. He missed, but he was captured on video, and when told it was illegal to interfere with them, said "I'm rich, I can pay the fine."
Is the best part that he got doxxed? No.
Is the best part that he got tracked down by a local and beaten? No.
Arrested on state at federal charges, looking at up to 5 years and 50K? Nope.
The best part is the local city council's reaction.
And the best part of that is the look on the attorney's face.
Going to start posting what I wrote for Kinktober25 even though the month of October is over. I took the official list of themes and did my selection. Most of them are still being written, though. Think they're all going to be Levi Ackerman/f!Reader 😎
Smut starts under the "Read more" cut!
Day 1: Masturbation (knight!LevixPrincessf!Reader, sort of modern AU, 18+, MDNI) (As per request by @aphroditaeon ❤️)
It must be either a senseless joke, or a shameless attempt at seduction.
Levi cannot fathom how the hell did some of your underwear end up in his quarters, since he keeps a strict cleaning routine and only a very few people get to enter them.
He’s been by your side earlier in the evening, dutiful knight that he is even though he’s more of a bodyguard to you, watching you enjoy the event that your parents threw for the foreign diplomatics that came from the nearby country, and he’s always kept you in his sight while you strolled around the ballroom, dancing, occasionally picking up a snack or drink. You’re shy and have only a handful of friends, one of whom is Levi himself, so you don’t go around chatting and spend most of the time alone, occasionally shooting a glance at Levi and grinning when he looks back at you with his grey, sulking gaze, a faint smirk hovering at one corner of his mouth. Suddenly he catches a spark of mischief in your eyes, and he wonders what the hell you’re up to while you get close.
“I need to go relieve myself,” you announce, fidgeting with your hands to fight off embarrassment. “I normally wouldn’t need you to come with me, but given the circumstances...”
“I'll just do my duty, princess,” he says. “Nothing to worry your pretty head about.”
Levi follows you for a while and then keep a respectful distance while you do what you need to, the hum of the party now more distant and echoing in the alley. He knows he should focus on watching out for anything that poses a threat but finds out that his mind is full of what he’s seen so far: you, dancing and smiling at him.
“All done!”
Levi jumps, ashamed of having been snuck upon for the first time in his years of honourable service, and you let out a full belly laugh at that.
“No one must ever know of this, princess,” he tries to sound intimidating while still being flushed from his cheeks to his ears and all the way down his neck.
“Don’t worry, no one will ever know that a princess has accomplished what another soldier never did, sneaking up on the famous, powerful Levi Ackerman,” you joke, still laughing, while he’s almost outright pouting.
Soiree over, he’s escorted you to your rooms, biding your goodnight with a bow and a hand kiss as usual before departing. Nothing has seemed off, neither before nor after that moment... but then, in his quarters, finally ready to catch some sleep – that is, if his insomnia will allow him to –, your underwear has appeared almost out of thin air.
There must be an explanation; there’s just no way one can come and leave something in his apartment without being noticed, he might be a knight now but he’s been a soldier and before that a reformed criminal, so he knows everything about finding out if someone has intruded unallowed.
It must have been slipped into one of his uniform pockets, maybe you did it when you surprised him from behind his back. But what he’s supposed to do with this lacy scrap of clothing, now?
Levi tries grounding himself with deep breaths, closing his eyes so he doesn’t have to look at the “offending” item. He’s been secretly in love with you for a while, even knowing that he’s got no chance to get a princess for himself, not when there might be someone more suited to your rank and riches, although something tells him you might even feel something for him, too. He’s not adverse to relieving himself from time to time in his duty-filled, quite boring life, but doing so while holding one of your clothes? It both feels like betrayal and temptation, and tonight he feels weak.
Lying down on his bed, shirtless and wearing just a pair of soft breeches, Levi finally dares to bring the underwear to his face and take a good sniff; the scent he finds on it, an unmistakable musk that speaks of wetness and sexual arousing, suddenly makes him feel dizzy and gets him rock hard in a matter of seconds. What little clothing he wears gets discarded in a tizzy; he pushes the lace against his nose while giving his cock a first stroke, and the moan he lets out sounds almost shouted in the silence.
“Princess, oh God...” he whines, stroking himself at a steady pace, interspersed with an occasional, mean squeeze near his weeping cockhead or at the base. He catches the lacy item between his teeth to free the other hand, running it on his skin to pretend it’s your lovely hand teasing his sensitive nipples, running on his skin to touch every scar and every dip and valley of his muscles, then he goes as far as to push the panties against his tongue, your residual taste blooming on his tongue.
It all comes down crashing at avalanche-like speed after that, and Levi comes so hard he sees stars, whimpering your name while he paints his chest and hand pearly white, wishing you were with him to lick him clean, get him hard again and then ride him for good.
Little does he know that, a few rooms away, you’re awake in the dark, you’ve heard him moan your name and you’ve touched yourself in sync with him so that when you’ve heard him coming with your name on his lips you’ve come against your fingers, wishing you could ride out your orgasm on his tongue.
Maybe one day, away from rules and expectations, you’ll be able to love each other in the open.
ty!! AND YES honestly, I have a hard time choosing between those two...and underground Levi...and s2 Levi when he's in that suit...actually, I just can't decide he's so FINE😩😩
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