sending a 2nd one because i couldn't choose and i love both songs but
nasty (by ariana grande) + levi 🧎🏻♀️
Ahhh this one is just such a beautiful choice for our fine ass Captain 🤍
NSFW, Minors DNI
Nasty
Pairing: Levi x reader
Genre: smut
Warnings: pwp, choking (kinda)
You stepped out into the hall, carefully closing your door behind before you headed off to Levi’s room. It was late, but he’d still be up, no doubt. You always chided him about not getting enough rest, but tonight, it seemed like his insomniac tendencies would work out in your favor.
Sleep was impossible to find tonight. The pressure building between your thighs made sure of that. Usually, you either could resist the urge or take care of it yourself, but not tonight. No, tonight you wanted Levi. Tonight you needed him.
All these months together and yet you still hadn’t crossed that threshold with him. A lot of it was the lack of opportunities, but even when you two’d had the chance to really seal the deal, he never took the initiative, and you weren’t sure why, but you were about to take it for yourself.
You rapped on the door, as quietly as you could and called out to him, “Levi? It’s me.”
“Y/n?,” you heard him call through the door, followed by the sound of bounding footsteps before the door swung open. “What’re you doing here so late? Is everything all right?”
He looked concerned, so you smiled and nodded to reassure him, all the while seizing the collar of his shirt within your hands, pulling him close as you leaned in to kiss him deeply.
He was taken aback by the sudden and aggressive show of affection. A little noise of surprise echoed against your lips as his hands hesitated to grasp you, but he melted after only an instant, his eyes falling closed as his arms encircled you, holding you close.
“I need you, Levi,” you looked into his eyes as you both parted to catch your breath, “I need you so bad,” you ran your hands over his chest, pulling at the material of his shirt as you scrunched it between your palms.
“Right now?” He almost looked nervous, an expression that you didn’t quite recognize on him. “Are you sure?”
“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life,” you dropped a hand lower, tugging at his belt while your thumb brushed over the crotch of his pants.
He gasped quietly, his mouth falling open as he froze again. He wanted this too, wanted it more than anything, but he was anxious. It’d be so long since he was with anyone and you weren’t just anyone. You were someone special. Someone who he loved and he’d never done this with anyone who he’d felt so strongly for.
But the way you were looking at him, fingers ghosting over his belt buckle, your lip tucked between your teeth, and your eyes pleading for permission. He didn’t stand a chance at putting this off any longer.
He cupped your face, leaning in to hold you there and kiss you slowly before he began undoing his belt. You smiled against his lips, going to work on unbuttoning his shirt. You splayed your hands across his abs, pulling away to marvel at his sculpted figure as he kicked his pants aside and shrugged off his shirt.
“You’re so out of my league,” You laughed quietly as you ran your hands back up his chest, interlocking them behind his neck as you kissed along his jaw.
He closed his eyes, sighing contentedly as he took your wrists, pulling them away from him and joining them together in front of his face to kiss your palms while he gazed down at you.
“You’re wrong,” he spoke quietly, guiding your hands up and over your head, leaving them there as he grasped the fabric of your nightgown, slowly peeling it up and off, his eyes meticulously following every curve of your form as he exposed it. “You’re more than I deserve.”
“Levi,” you began to protest, but his lips silenced you, meeting yours with a voracity that they hadn’t before.
You braced yourself on his biceps, parting your lips to allow his tongue to explore your mouth while his hands conquered new territory on your body.
He massaged your breasts, smirking against your lips when you cried out as he rolled your nipples between his fingers.
“Does that feel good, baby?” He cooed into your ear as his lips switched their focus to your neck. “I want you to feel nothing but pleasure tonight,” you moaned, arching into him, hands clasping to his arms as the pleasure intensified, sending shivers down your spine that had your knees shaking.
“Yes, oh fuck, yes,” you wrapped an arm around his neck, steadying yourself while you reached down and palm his length beneath his boxers. “Levi, please,” you groaned as your fingers danced along his clothed member, feeling the impressive size of it for the first time. “Holy shit,” you breathed, just as his lips found yours again.
“Please, what? What is it that you want from me, hmm?” He shed his boxers, guiding your hand to his naked cock, “You want this?”
“Mhmm,” you mewled, stroking his length eagerly, already imaging how fucking good it would feel once he was finally inside you, stretching you out with every thrust. “Please, wan’ it so bad, need it.”
His forehead fell against yours with a groan, watching your ministrations through lust-clouded orbs as he tried to keep his wits about him, “You’ve waited this long, baby. You can wait a little longer.” He splayed his fingers out across your jaw, holding your face in the expanse of his hand, a bid for your attention, which you happily gave him.
“I promise, I won’t leave you unsatisfied, darling. You’ll get what you want,” he leaned down, close enough for you to feel his breath on your parted lips as his hand dipped just a bit lower, onto your neck as he applied the slightest amount of pressure, his eyes darkening as he did so. “You’ll get it over and over again. But I want to take my time with you, if you’ll let me.”
He placed a single, delicate kiss to your lips. “Now, can you be a good girl for me?”
I didn’t specify fanfic* genre, my bad lmao I’ll roll with this tho! If you have a specific type of fic in mind, just send me another ask & I’ll do that 🖤
Peace isn’t something that Levi often felt. You wished that it didn’t have to be this way. He deserved to be be able to do whatever brought him that ever-escaping sense of calmness whenever he wanted, but his life didn’t allow for that leisure.
It was so nice to see those moments though. Though his expression was usually stoic, seemingly immovable at times, you could see that little gleam in his eye when he felt truly relaxed. It warmed your heart whenever you caught a glimpse of it, because moments like that seemed so rare in all the chaos of a Scout’s life.
There were only three things that could truly put Levi at ease. The first was you.
You had a connection to him that you wouldn’t trade for the world. Even after the longest of days, being able to be close to you soothed the ache of all the uncertainty that abounded. You were a sure thing in his life that he craved at every hour.
Not in an intimate way, even. In a way that just made him feel safe when you were near, when he could touch you and feel that you were right there with him.
Be that on his lap when he had to work, beside him at meals, or curled up in bed with him. Your noses nearly touching as he draped his arm over your tired form, staring into your half-lidded eyes while he whispered sweet words that he’d never confess to anyone but you.
The second was tea. A good cup of tea could help him unwind. It was no wonder to you why he went to such lengths to procure it for the squad.
Levi without tea was likely someone who you didn’t want to meet. The comforting beverage only served to placate his most sour moods on bad days.
But on good days, it really seemed to lift him. To get his day started on the right foot and put him in the proper headspace. It was his little cup of ‘me time’ and you did your best to make sure that he always had his fill.
The last thing that seemed to bring him some semblance of peace was his horse. The bond that he shared with her was incredible. You’d often joke that he loved her more than he did you.
It was amazing to see how much they both trust one another. How he took his time to ensure that she was properly cared for. For someone who had never been properly nurtured in his life, Levi was a natural when it came to taking care of animals.
You would join him whenever he went out to the stables to tend to her, just to see sit and chat with him while he worked. Watching the stress fade from his features as he fussed over brushing out her mane.
He would be out there for hours sometimes. When your schedules permitted it, his favorite thing to do was go on a leisurely ride with you. Trotting about the nearby wilderness, the wind blowing his raven locks back as he looked over to see you, right beside him. Right what mere he always wanted you.
Those moments are where he found the most joy. You, the person he loved the most, and his horse, the creature that he adored the most, riding along in the orange glow of the sunset.
No worries to fret about. No threats to subdue. Just a quiet evening. One where he could pretend like nothing else in the world mattered and he could let himself truly feel the bliss of the a night well spent.
First option was song so i assumed it was music genre asdxff, I'm also active due to insomnia so not my best judgement. Do whatever fanfic genre you like, maybe something short about Levi's relationship with animals? (Not bestiality lmao)
Lmfaoo I would never, I promise 😂 I do adore the relationship he had with his horse tho!! I can absolutely do this 💕💕
I didn’t specify fanfic* genre, my bad lmao I’ll roll with this tho! If you have a specific type of fic in mind, just send me another ask & I’ll do that 🖤
Uhh hey, umm this is my first time asking and oh yeah, CONGRATS ON 4K FOLLOWERS!! Uh can I request 32, 42 and 90 with Jean??? Like very fluffy and even more angsty?? I love your work btw, its cool.
Genre: smut, pwp for the most part, teensy bit of angst
Warnings: this is filthy, NSFW, minors DNI, BDSM dynamics, emotional manipulation, daddy kink, breeding, unprotected sex, double penetration, oral sex, degradation, praise kink, dacryphilia, dumbification, overstimulation, impact play, choking, threesome, voyeurism, exhibitionism, Eren’s a bit of a dick surprise, surprise
Word count: 4.2k
“I bet you like this, don’t you, whore?” Eren’s long fingers seized your neck, squeezing the sides of your windpipe as he pulled your back flush against his chest. His other hand held a death grip on your hip, guiding your body to meet his thrusts as he fucked up into you from where he sat on the couch. "Bet you want him to walk in here and see this tight little cunt of yours getting stuffed full with my cock, hmm?"
"N-no, Sir," you mewled breathlessly, closing your eyes to try and focus on not coming undone until you could get his permission, which he'd been denying for so long now. "My pussy s'just for you, Sir."
His lips curled into a smirk against your shoulder, sinking his teeth in as he tightened his grip on your neck, "Such a good slut today, aren't you? You really wanna cum, huh? Wanna cream all over this cock?"
"Yes. Yes, please. Wanna cum so bad, Sir," your voice pitched up into whine, barely hanging on as he continued to pound into you.
"Well that's really too fuckin' bad," his hips stalled, leaving you teetering right on the edge of euphoria that you almost thought he was going to let you taste. "Gonna have to wait a little longer, princess. You can cum when I feel like letting you, got it?"
His lips were roaming your neck, sucking and tugging at the sensitive skin with his teeth as he held your hips in both of his capable hands. Your head lolled to the side, giving him easier access while you suppressed a whimper, not daring to challenge his authority in this situation.
"I see you're finally learning some self-control," his words were muffled by the way he spoke, with the skin of your neck between his teeth. He kissed the reddened area, swiping his tongue over salty skin to soothe the love bite. "I might have to reward you for being such a good bitch for me for once."
"Just wanna cum, Sir, plea--," you cried out as his hips resumed their assault. This time, two fingers joined his efforts, toying with your clit as his breath fanned over your ear. The sound of keys turning was drowned out by your needy exclamations. Your eyes were snapped shut too tight to see the tall brunette entering the room, the way his eyes widened upon witnessing how easily you were bouncing up and down on top of the man who was now locking eyes with him with a sinister smirk on his face.
"Cum for me, baby," Eren's husky command was enough to finally send you tumbling over the edge, blissfully unaware of the third party who had entered the room and was now taking in the sight of your violent orgasm, selfishly unable to look away and entirely unsure of what to do. "Look, babygirl. Daddy's home," his dark tone remained hushed, nothing more than a sensual whisper into the shell of your ear as you began drifting down from you high, still bobbing up and down on Eren’s length.
It was so hushed that you weren't quite sure you caught what he had said, but you opened your eyes anyway, your mouth still slack and spilling forth moan and after groan as you lost yourself in how fucking good you felt after being edged for so long. The shock of seeing his roommate, your friend, standing there, his eyes drinking in every inch of your naked and penetrated body, wasn't enough to stop the pleasure coursing through you or the sounds that fell from your lips. You jerked momentarily, as if you were trying to stop, to pry yourself away from Eren and into the nearest hiding spot, but you couldn't. It felt too good, and the way that Jean's eyes were trained on your pussy, still pulsing and gushing around Eren's thick cock as it stretched your walls, suddenly seemed so, so hot.
"You wanna play with him, princess?" Eren's lips feathered kisses between your shoulder blades as he slowed the motion of his hips, whispering against your skin, so that only you could hear his sinful proposition. "I know you do. Consider it your reward for being such a good girl. Go ahead, ask your new Daddy real nice and I bet he'll fill any hole you ask him too."
Was this a trick? A test? Some sick joke Eren was playing on the both of you? You didn’t know, but you were still too horny to care. Nothing ventured, nothing gained, after all.
“Daddy,” you mewled, locking eyes with Jean. “Wanna play with you.” Your hands cupped your breasts, massaging them as you grinded your hips on Eren’s, feeling his cock rock inside of you as you begged, “Please, Daddy, can I play with your cock too?”
“Wha-what?” He closed his eyes and shook his head, as if he were trying to wake himself from a dream, but when he opened them again, he saw you, hand now outstretched, looking so desperately at him. He took a cautious step closer, flicking his gaze to Eren to study his face.
“It’s okay, she’s into this kind of shit,” Eren jutted his chin toward you, his hands stilling your hips before smacking your thigh. “Aren’t you, baby?”
You nodded, biting your bottom lip as you stood and reached for Jean’s hand, taking it as you dropped to your knees in front of him.
“Whoa, uh, are you—are you sure about this?” He flashed his palms and as looked down at you, watching you already working to remove his jeans.
“Mhmm,” you hummed in response as your pressed your lip to his now exposed v-line. “Can I taste you, Daddy? Wanna put you in my mouth so bad . .”
He shuddered at your touch, watching intently as your slowly tugged down his pants, boxers and all, until his cock sprung free, bobbing in front of your face.
“Fuck, Daddy,” you licked your lips, squirming in anticipation at the sheer size of it. Eren’s size was more than satisfactory, but this was another level. “It’s so big,” you grabbed his hips, placing soft kisses along his his thigh as you looked up at him through your lashes, “Can I please play with you, Daddy? I’ll be such a good girl, I promise.”
“Oh my God, yes,” his hands ran through your hair before taking a small step back to kick off his bottoms and peel off his shirt. He took his cock in his hand, stroking it a few times before bringing it to your lips, flicking the tip onto your tongue as you exposed it, “Yes, you can baby. Oh fuck, you’re so fucking hot.”
“Grab her hair,” Eren spoke up from his spot on the couch, his eyes settled on the pair of you as he languidly stroked his member. “She’ll be dripping for you in no time if you fuck her face. Little bitch loves it.”
“Mmhmm,” you moaned as you took his length into your mouth, bobbing your head as you stroked him with your hand, spreading saliva along his shaft to help ease him down your throat.
“Holy shit, you’re so fucking good at that, baby,” he groaned, rocking his hips forward into your wet mouth, slowly helping you take his length as he fisted his hands into your hair. “Tap my leg when you need to breathe, okay?”
He took a moment to look down into your eyes, angling your chin up, so he knew you were hearing him. You thought you heard Eren scoff and you missed the way he rolled his eyes, but neither of you paid him any attention. When you nodded in agreement, he began sinking his cock deep into your throat, only hesitating when you gagged, but you pushed further, holding your breath as you took him nearly to the hilt.
His eyes rolled back as he quaked, his whole body shivering in pleasure as he tightened his grip on your hair, holding you there for a moment and then pulling your head back carefully, his cock exiting your lips with a pop as you sucked in a deep breath.
“You’re such a good girl, sweetheart,” he combed his fingers through your hair, guiding your lips back to his length, which you eagerly took into your mouth, eyes fixed on his, wanting to hear more of his sweet praise.
He watched you so intently, his mouth falling open into an ‘O’ as you hollowed your cheeks, fisting his length as you sucked and swirled your tongue around the tip.
“Fuck, fuck,” he held the back of your head, not guiding your motions, but just letting you set your own rhythm as he stared down, mesmerized by the way his cock disappeared into your throat. “FUCK,” his arms tensed, fingers grasping your hair tightly as you managed to suck his entire length down, feeling it fill your airway as you struggled to hold him there, contracting your throat around him.
“That’s my fucking girl,” Eren shifted in his seat, pumping his hand faster as he watched you squirm.
Tears sprung to your eyes as your lungs began to burn, your jaw becoming sore from the position it was in. You tapped at his thigh with two fingers and he immediately let go, cupping your face as you sputtered and panted for air.
“Are you all right?” He held your chin between his thumb and forefinger, “Just catch your breath. It’s okay, babygirl.”
“You’re real fuckin’ sweet aren’t you? In and outta the sack,” Eren stood, waltzing over and grabbing your hair harshly, tearing your gaze from Jean’s kind eyes and bringing them to focus on his cold, unforgiving orbs. “It’s a wonder how a guy like you never manages to bring any bitches home.”
Your throat was suddenly full again, gagging around Eren’s cock as he fully sheathed himself between your lips. Jean’s eyes widened as Eren scrutinized your pathetic expression, tears streaming down your cheeks as your hands braced his hips. He thrusted them forward, fucking into your throat as lewd squelching noises and the sound of you choking and pleading for a breath filled the air.
He finally relented, groaning loudly and yanking your head back by your hair as he smirked over at Jean, “She can take more than you think,” his fingers freed your tresses, opting to trail along your jaw, smearing the saliva pooling around your mouth as you chased your breath. “You wanna be used tonight, baby? Wanna get fucked until you can’t see straight?”
You nodded eagerly, folding your hands into your lap as you stared up at him, completely submissive to his will. Your pussy clenched around nothing, soaked and throbbing from the assault on your throat and his sinful words.
“See?” Eren stepped back, letting Jean take a step closer to you as you shifted your eyes to him, waiting for further instruction. “She’ll do damn near anything you want. I guarantee her pussy’s fucking soaked. Am I right, bitch? Fuckin’ show him how ready you are for that horse cock of his, if you want it so bad.”
You did as you were told, leaning back as you spread your legs, using two fingers to part your folds, swirling them around your entrance as you moaned, teasing yourself by slipping a single finger in. Jean winced, his cock twitching as his watched your ministrations, biting his lip to suppress a moan of his own.
“Fuck her, if you think you can satisfy her,” Eren smirked and took a seat on the smaller sofa, getting comfortable as he returned to stroking his own length.
“C’mere,” Jeans voice was still noticeably softer than Eren’s but it had an air of authority to it this time as he curled two fingers at you, while making his way to the couch.
He sat down, spreading his legs and patting his thighs as you padded over to him. Your hands rested on his shoulders as you straddled his lap, your knees on either side of his body as his cock stood at attention between you. You moved to stroke it, but he stopped you, clasping a hand around your wrist as his fingers slipped between you, reaching up to dip into your slick, groaning as he sank two fingers into you with ease.
“You’re so wet, baby,” he leaned forward, kissing your neck as he whispered, “you want me to fill you up, babygirl? Want me to fill this tight little pussy up, Hmm?”
You nodded, your breath already shaky when you wrapped an arm around his neck to steady yourself as his fingers started fucking up into you, “Please, Daddy.”
“Good girl,” he kissed your temple, swiping his thumb repeatedly over your clit as he rested his forehead against yours, trying to create a more intimate moment for the two of you while Eren groaned at the sight from the other couch. “I’ll make sure you feel good, baby, I promise.”
You felt your cheeks flush, a smile creeping across your face that you were grateful Eren couldn’t see from his angle. Jean tucked himself into the crook of your neck, opposite the side Eren could view, and tugged on your ear with his teeth as he whispered, “You’re beautiful, you know that?”
You took your lip between your teeth, flushing an even deeper shade of crimson that Jean was just able to see before his lips collided with yours, slow and sweet, as he sighed through his nose.
“Jean,” you kissed back needily, mumbling against his lips in a soft whine as he fingers sank deeper inside you.
“Is that his fucking name?” Eren barked and you corrected yourself, tensing against Jean, who grabbed your hip, rubbing his thumb against it as a soothing gesture.
“Daddy,” you whimpered, shifting your hips on top of his, “Please, fuck me, Daddy.”
“C’mere, babygirl,” he retracted his hand from your core, grasping beneath your thighs with two strong hands as he lifted you up and hovered you over his cock. “Go as slow as you need, okay?”
He held your waist as both your arms encircled his neck, pulling your torso closer to his as you captured his lips, kissing him deeply as you felt his tip push into you. You moaned as his tongue began exploring your mouth, his impressively thick cock stretching your walls so tightly around him as he choked out a groan, which became amplified as you clenched around him.
“‘Atta girl, baby, taking that fucking dick like a champ,” Eren growled, a sheen of sweat glistening on his torso as he stroked the head of his dick, eyes glued to the way your cunt was sucking in Jean’s massive cock, your juices dripping along the length that you had yet to take.
“Fuck, it’s so big, Daddy,” you whined, pushing a hand into his hair as you brought your torso flush with Jean, who ran a soothing hand up your spine shushing you quietly as he held the back of your neck.
“You can do it, baby,” he pressed a kiss just below your ear as he subdued the urge thrust upwards into you, closing his eyes tight as he let out a deep grunt when finally took all of him in.
“Oh my God,” you panted, feeling so incredibly full that you almost forgot where you were until his hands caught your hips, slowly guiding them up and down, the sensation driving you absolutely wild as you tightened your grip on his hair. “Faster, please, Daddy. Fuck, you feel so good inside me.”
“Shit, baby,” he complied without hesitation, helping you bounce on his lap, his cock carving space within your walls that you didn’t realize was there to claim. “Such a good fucking girl. You’re so fucking perfect, babygirl. Takin’ me so well like this,” his soft whispers of praise, swallowed by the moans you were exchanging, had you reeling.
His words, coupled with the glorious sensation of him being driven so deep inside you, rendered you useless for anything besides your fluttering pussy. Words failed you, any other thoughts escaped you. All you knew was the feeling of Jean beneath you, muttering such gentle coos of kindness while his hips mercilessly thrusted in time with yours, pushing him up against your womb over and and over and over again until your eyes rolled back, the pressure becoming too much from penetration alone. Your orgasm came on so suddenly that you almost didn’t recognize it’s arrival until you were spasming around him, choking out nonsensical streams of explicatives as your chest heaved, void of breath.
Eren stood, making his way over to you both on the couch as Jean held you tighter, rocking his hips beneath you as he fucked you through your release, his strong arms holding you steady as you lost all your senses.
“You. Lay down,” Eren nodded towards the far side of the couch and Jean reluctantly complied, groaning quietly while he picked up the both of you and turned, laying back as he kept you close to his chest. “Fuck yeah, that’s perfect. Keep fucking her and don’t you dare fucking cum yet, Kirstein.”
Eren settled one knee onto the couch, taking his stance behind you as he gripped your ass with both hands, striking each cheek suddenly, making you cry out as you looked behind you. His face was deceptively soft as he smiled at you, his palms rubbing the marks he’d left, feeling the jiggle of your ass each time Jean thrusted into you.
“You won’t mind if I take this tight little hole of yours, right, princess?” His thumb came to rest against your asshole, the tip of it nearly plunging in each time your hips came back against it. You mewled, watching in excitement as he slowly dipped a finger in, groaning at the slight sting. “Of course you don’t. Dumb little cocksleeve. You want both of your filthy holes stuffed full of cum tonight, don’t you, slut?”
“Yes, Sir,” you breathed, clinging to Jean tighter, whimpering in his ear as Eren added a second digit, slowly stretching your puckered hole with the excess fluid that had pooled around it from your sloppy cunt.
Jean groaned as he watched, moving his hips more slowly until they stilled to allow Eren to line himself up with your other entrance. A long string of saliva stretched from his lips as he spit onto his cock, spreading the fluid across his length as he slowly pushed inside of you.
“Oh, f-fuck,” you stuttered, nails digging into Jean as he hushed you with more of that honeyed praise that you’d come to crave.
“It’s okay, baby. Think of how good it’s gonna feel. You’re doing such a good job, princess.” A large hand started rubbing circles on your back while another tucked beneath your chin. “Hey, look at me.”
Your glassy eyes met Jean’s, a soft cry leaving your lips as he leaned in and swallowed it, kissing you gently as you moaned, feeling the first wave of pleasure hit you as Eren rolled his hips for the first time.
After that, he didn’t give you much more time to adjust. He set a steady pace right away, growling from behind you as he snapped his hips back and forth. Jean held himself still, his hands returned to your hips as he helped you met Eren’s thrusts. He panted heavily beneath you, his cock growing somehow harder inside you as you rocked along his length, a mixture of ‘yes, sir’s and ‘yes daddy’s being pounded out of your mouth and Eren picked up his rhythm.
“You like this, bitch? Like being used like a stupid little fuck toy?” He struck your ass hard, not bothering to wait for a response before he did it again, even harder. “Like feeling useful to me for once, you fucking whore?”
“Yes! Ah—fuck, Sir! Yes, yes, yes,” you propped yourself up by a hand on either side of Jean’s face, shoving your hips back harder against both of their cocks as you begged, teetering on the edge of another orgasm. “C-cum inside me, p-please. Oh, pretty please, Sir. Wan’all your cum, please. Use me, Sir, fucking use me all y’want.”
Jean stared up at your fucked out face, losing his ability to hang out as he exploded inside of you, his hips stuttering as he took over thrusting for you, fucking his hot load deeper into your greedy cunt while Eren’s cock rutted against his inside of you, pulsing as he neared his own high.
“Tell me who fucking owns you, you stupid bitch,” one last harsh strike feel on your behind as Eren’s grip on your ass became brutal, fingers digging into your soft flesh.
“You, Sir!” You yelped, locking eyes with him as you looked back, your mouth hanging open as you struggled to keep your focus while your body wracked with pleasure, sending convulsions through you as you cried out in complete ecstasy.
“You’re damn right.” His eyes fell into a hooded daze as he followed suit, pouring his sticky sweet substance deep into you and thrusting a few more times before he pulled out, marveling at the way it poured back out of you. “Dammit, baby, you look so fuckin’ good like this.”
He leaned down, soothing one cheek with his palm as he pressed a kiss to the other before he sat back on the other end of the couch, allowing you the room to sit up and off of Jean, who held your hand as your legs wobbled. He sprung up to steady you, hands holding your hips as you regained your composure, catching your breath as you stumbled on unsure legs towards Eren, who caught your waist and pulled you down into his lap.
“Thank you, baby,” he smiled, tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear as he leaned down to kiss the top of your head while your eyes fluttered closed. “You did so good for us. Gonna help clean you up and take you to bed with me, okay?”
Jean stood and began gathering his clothes, suddenly feeling awkward in his post-nut clarity as he watched your embrace. He felt a twinge of jealousy as he witnessed you nuzzle into Eren’s chest, a small, soft smile on your lips.
“Love you,” it was barely a whisper, but Jean heard you mutter the words against Eren’s neck as you placed a kiss to it, and he wished that he hadn’t.
But more than that, he wished that he hadn’t looked over to see Eren’s smug grin. He was staring straight at Jean, eyes narrowed as he spoke in the softest voice that he had ever heard him use as he drew lazy circles against the skin of your shoulder.
“Love you too, baby.”
Without another word, Eren stood, lifting you and carrying you effortlessly into his bedroom. He laid you down on the bed, pressing a kiss to your cheek as he whispered in your ear that he would be right back to take care of you.
Jean was tugging his boxers back up when Eren reappeared, stepping in front of his door, so that he could quietly close it behind him, lest you should hear what he had to say.
“Did you enjoy yourself?” He seemed almost bored when he asked the question, crossing his arms over his broad chest.
“Uh, yeah, guess so,” Jean shrugged, silently wishing that the conversation would end right there.
“Good, I’m glad you had a good time,” he wandered closer, looking disinterested as ever. “ Because, I want you to understand something. Now that you know exactly what you’re missing,” Eren came to stand toe-to-toe with him, eyes hard as he spat his next words. “You should also know that you’ll never have her.”
Jean narrowed his eyes, jaw unhinging to protest, but he was cut off by more of Eren’s venom-laced words.
“Save it. I’ve seen the way you look at her. I’ve heard you moaning her name while you stroke your dick alone in your room like the bitch that you are. I know all the details about your pathetic little crush on her.”
Jean looked away, unable to find the words to counter Eren’s verbal assault, because he couldn’t feasibly deny a single word.
“That’s what I fucking thought. You couldn’t even help yourself from sweet-talking her while I was right fuckin’ there. Well, now you don’t gotta wonder what her cunt feels like anymore. How good she feels pressed up against you. What a good girl she really is. Now you know. I bet she’s everything you hoped for and then some, huh? Sure hope you’re able to get over her for your sake, because if you so much as breathe in her general direction again, I will fucking end you. Got it?”
Jean grit his teeth, shaking with anger, but unwilling to challenge him as Eren stared him down, “Got it.”
With a smug expression, Eren spun on his heel, tossing a half-hearted salute over his shoulder, not bothering to look back at Jean, “Have fun fuckin’ your fist from now on.”
Can I request a scenario where pregnant reader and levi are bickering over what to name their daughter. I just want that cute levi stuff.
Awh, I love this 😭💕
Pairing: Levi x reader
Genre: fluff
Warnings: pregnancy
"What about Samantha?" You tilted your head back, looking up at Levi as you laid against his chest. His arms enveloped you, a careful hand rubbing your pregnant belly as he held you.
"Samantha?" He scrunched up his nose, shaking his head in disapproval.
"Elise?" You mused, tilting your chin back down as you wrapped your arms around your belly.
"Better. But, no. I don't particularly like that one either."
"You don't like any of them," you laughed quietly, tucking yourself into the crook of his neck.
"Well you don't like any of the ones I pick, so I'd say we're even, brat," His lips curled up into a smile as he pressed them to your temple.
You sighed contentedly, letting your eyes close as you relaxed into him. He was happy to sit there and just hold you, rubbing your belly as a means to be close to you and your unborn daughter.
Despite the struggle to pick a name for your incoming bundle of joy, he'd never been happier than he was in this moment. He was scared, sure. Fatherhood was a whole different beast than what he'd faced before. The Underground, the military, titans. None of those had prepared him at all for the journey he was about to embark on.
He knew it would be all right, that it would all work out. You'd both find a name, she would arrive, and you could all be a family. He knew it would be okay, because he had you. His guiding light through everything. His beacon out of the Underground. His reason for coming home after every expedition. His entire world and then some.
"Levi?" You spoke softly, feeling sleep coming to claim you for the night, and he matched your tone in response.
"Yes, baby?" A gentle hand smoothed your hair, tucking some of it behind your ear.
"What about Kuchel?"
He paused, holding still for just a moment before his lips pressed to the top of your head, his eyes falling closed while he splayed his fingers out over your belly.
"Kuchel, it is," he whispered into your ear as he nuzzled against you, grateful that you couldn't see the tears sitting in his waterline.
Can you make one where it's after the rumbling And Levi and the reader are married and live together in a nice cottage!!!!! The reader is pregnant and Levi is super protective over her and their baby so he doesn't let her do anything but eat bathe and sleep😭 and one day when she was organizing a shelf and it almost fell on her but Levi was there in time to pull her away, then he scolds her about being more cautious!!
Just a lil fluff🥰
Levi deserves all the fluff after the shit he’s been through 🥺💕
Pairing: Levi x reader
Warnings: pregnancy
Careful
Life had been so much quieter since The Rumbling. The stress of a soldier’s life had finally been lifted off both of your shoulders and you were now living the life that you two had only dared to dream about once before.
The quaint little house that you’d settled into wouldn’t be quiet for long though. You ran a hand over your swollen belly, gasping quietly as an impossibly small foot kicked against it from the inside.
“Are you okay?” Levi was by your side in an instant, his dedication to you and your unborn child on full display, as it usually was.
He’d always been protective of you, but it increased tenfold when you'd discovered you were pregnant. So much so that he hardly let you assist with anything that needed to be done to prepare for your new arrival. It had taken days of pleading and reasoning for him to let you do this much, hanging some simple decorations in the nursery.
"Yes," you smiled, taking his hand and pressing it to your belly, so he could feel for himself. "Just surprised me."
His look of concern dissipated, leaning in and kissing your cheek before bending his knees to squat down, kissing just beside where his hand rested, "Already giving us trouble, huh, brat?"
You could feel his lips curl up into a soft smile against your skin before he stood back up and pecked your lips.
"Get back to work, we'll be fine over here," you gestured with your chin towards the project he'd been working on, "We need that crib built before this brat gets here and starts really giving us trouble."
"Since when do you give me orders?" He smiled, raising a eyebrow in your direction as he stepped back, letting his fingers trail along your arm.
"Since you're not the Captain around here anymore," you spanked his behind, shooting him a playful wink when he cast his eyes over his shoulder, mouth dropped open in mock disapproval.
You turned your attention back to the shelf that you were working on, picking up another cute little decoration that'd you picked out for the nursery. You turned it over in your hand, thinking back on when you'd bought it. How you'd come home that day and left it on the table while you started supper, waiting so anxiously for him to arrive home.
You smiled at the sweet memory, recalling how his face had changed when he picked it up, confusion turning to realization as joyous tears welled in his eyes. The feeling of his hands on yours hips as he dropped to his knees in front of you, resting his forehead against your belly as he whispered the softest 'I love you' that you’d ever heard.
You were too lost in your reverie to hear the crack of the shelf above you, the telltale sound of it falling loose from the wall. All you felt was a strong hand closing around your arm, jerking you into a tight embrace.
Levi's arms closed around you as he breathed a heavy sigh, closing his eyes as relief washed over him. You pressed your hands to his chest, tucking your face into the crook of his neck as you leaned into him, still reeling. His shoulders were still tense as he rubbed your back, speaking through gritted teeth, concern masked by frustration.
"How many times do I have to tell you to be more careful?" He pressed his lips to the crown of your head, tucking you under his chin as he held you tighter still.
May I have an imagine of Levi’s best friend (reader) who comes out to him as pansexual? Like the reader was super nervous but was super happy when Levi took it well? Thank you~
Awh, this is adorable! I just know Levi would be the best person to come out to 💕 shit, I wish I could have come out to him first. I’m pan too! 💖💛💙
Pairing: best friend!Levi x reader (modern au)
“Hey, do you have a minute?” You leaned in the open doorway to Levi’s office, the pace of your heartbeat beginning to quicken.
“Yeah,” he nodded, setting his pen down as he leaned back and folded his hands in his lap, nodding to the seat in front of him nonchalantly. “What’s up?”
“I, uh,” you padded into his office, closing the door behind you so as not to give your coworkers a chance to hear. “I just wanted to talk to you about something. Nothing bad, I don’t think? I don’t know, it’s really not that big a deal, I guess, but I’ve even thinking about it a lot an—,”
“Y/n,” he cut you off, raising his eyebrows in expectation as he gestured to the chair opposite his desk once more. “You’re rambling. What is it?”
You sighed, collecting your thoughts as you took a seat. Sucking in a deep breath, you let it go as you looked him in the face, “I’m pansexual. I’ve been struggling with my identity for a while, but I think I’ve finally come to terms with who I am and I just wanted to share it with you first.”
He cracked a rare smile, shaking his head gently as he leaned forward in his chair, “Here I thought you were going to up and quit on me. I’m much happier to hear this news. I’m glad that you felt comfortable enough to share this with me.”
“Thanks,” you smiled back. “It wasn’t easy. I mean I know you’re not a prick about things like this, but I was still just so nervous to say it out loud to someone, you know? I feel better now that it’s out there.”
“I can imagine. It’s a scary topic to broach sometimes. I’m so proud of you for being honest with yourself though, for being honest with me,” he reached his hand out across the desk, leaving it open for you to place your hand in his, which you did. “I’m always gonna be by your side. If anyone ever had a problem with you, I’ll solve it, okay?”
You returned his genuine expression, smiling as you have his hand a grateful squeeze, “Thank you, Levi.”
Levi x Reader Scenario where reader is bleeding heavily and Levi tries to stop the blood. Also like Levi tries to keep reader awake through talking as reader is trying not to pass out.
This one got me in my feelings 🥺❤️🩹
Pairing: Levi x reader
Warnings: blood, traumatic injury, angst, mentions of death
It was dark. You heard a voice that sounded like a whisper on the wind, traveling from far away to barely reach your ears. The ground beneath you was rough. Hard and warm and wet with something thicker than water. It almost felt nice. The ripping sensation in your side was giving way to the dizzying pull of sleep that threatened to drown you.
“Hey!” The harsh voice cut through your delusion, snapping you straight upwards as strong hands seized your broken body.
Your eyes were able to open long enough to see Levi, his face plagued with distress as he cradled you in his arms.
“Levi,” you reached an unsteady, bloodied hand to his face, just barely able to press your fingers to his skin before your arm fell slack.
“Y/n,” his voice was hoarse as he caught your arm, taking your hand into his own as he carefully pulled you against his chest. “Y/n, stay with me, damn it! That’s an order, brat!”
A sob heaved from his chest, a pained expression plain on his face, which you witnessed through fluttering eyelids as he tore his cravat from his neck, pressing it firmly to your wound.
“I’m doing my best, Captain,” your smile was small, weaker than he wanted to believe.
“Talk to me, tell me anything. Help is on the way, just keep talking to me, Y/n,” his hand was squeezing yours desperately, trying to will your heart to keep on beating as he pressed his forehead to yours, clasping your joined hands to his chest.
“Anything?” Your eyes became too heavy to keep open, your breathing slowing as the smile began to waver from your lips.
“Anything,” he whispered, half a hope and half a prayer as he shut his eyes tight, fearing he wouldn’t like what he saw if he were to open them. “Tell me anything.”
“I’ve always loved you,” your smile grew softer, lingering on your lips just long enough for him to see as he snapped his eyes back open, staring down at you while tears streamed down his cheeks.
“Y/n!” He shook you gently, breathing a small sigh of relief as your eyes opened once more. His voice was softer when he spoke again, still breaking as raw emotion flowed through his words, “Don’t you dare fucking die on me. I won’t let you go. Do you hear me? I’ve always loved you too, Y/n. I won’t let you go before I have the chance to prove to you how much.”
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