dirt and roses
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Alpha!Levi x Omega!Reader: if omegaverse isn't your thing, keep scrolling! NSFW!! Minors, DNI. Tags: established relationship, fem!reader, chubby reader IMPLIED but not explicitly stated, a healthy dose of fluff, but equally smutty, hybrids, claiming, mating bites. angst if u squint. NSFW TAGS/TW: hybrids, wet dreams, mating, cockwarming, mention of knots, breathplay if you squint, dom/sub undertones, Alpha x Omega, claiming, somnophilia if you squint. "Long associated with lovers, Rose benefits both men and women, balancing emotions and healing the heart. Medicinally it is used for increasing libido, rejuvenating the reproductive system and enhancing fertility."
Dirt. You'd gotten used to the smell of it, the taste of it since joining the Scouts. You've felt it stuck between your molars after a long day, had it kicked into your eyes by sparring partners; it even greets you in the sheets when it's time to tuck in for the night. No matter how clean your quarters were, it followed you everywhere. You were certain that there was only one bed in the whole slew of Survey Corps barracks that remained granule-free: Levi's.
It was not a belief, but a fact. As his Omega, you were occasionally granted the luxury of relishing in the soft, clean linen that clung to your body like a warm hug.
Being his Omega had its drawbacks, too, though.
Captain Levi was often busy, too busy for typical Alpha duties. If anyone asked him, he probably would have told them that he hadn't meant to become your Alpha; it merely happened by chance after falling victim to your charm and charisma, that mouth that he just loved to quiet in ways that a better man may find unconventional, those wide hips that just filled out your Scout uniform so well, plush thighs that were so soft when they hugged his cheeks... Like many great things in life, it was an accident. A certain alignment of the planets, if you will, that brought the two of you together. He was grateful for you, truly, but there were days that he thought you'd perhaps be happier with an Alpha who could give you all of their attention and more. Or, if nothing else, an Alpha whose life wasn't on the line every single day.
"But Levi," you'd say, his rough palm in yours, "all of our lives are on the line. I'm proud to say that my Alpha is one of the few that are trying to make this world a better place." Beaming, you would be, your eyes full of warmth.
God, he just loved you so much.
And that's why, this week, he just needed space. Since witnessing the aftermath of the 57th Exterior Scouting Mission, he'd chosen to put a little distance between you and his work. You were lucky enough to sit that one out due to your heat, that he was already a bit sour for having to miss, but since returning... he couldn't look at your sweet, hopeful face without a feeling of dread creeping up the back of his neck. The same dread that he felt when he saw Petra's corpse in the woods, when he saw Isabel's disembodied head, when Erwin had him cornered on that fateful day in the Underground... You were too good for him, too sweet. Someone in his line of work simply did not deserve something so lovable, so fragile.
So easily broken.
"Levi, you're bleeding!" Hange screeched, snatching a chip of the Female Titan's hardened shell from his grasp. "Brute strength isn't going to break through her hardening ability. We've all tried." They took to a more reproachful tone, somewhat woeful, even. "I know you're upset about losing your squad. They were fine soldiers, every single one. But you know as well as I do that it's--,"
"Alpha?" You peeked your head in from the door to his Quarters, eyes widening once they fell on Hange. "Oh! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to intrude. I can come back!" You smiled politely at them, your fist crossing over your chest into a salute-- they were still your superiors, after all. You watched the way Hange's features swept from solemn to pleased, the corners of their mouth inching upward into a delighted grin.
"Nothing quite like an Omega's company to brighten a room! It's okay, 'Mega, I will come back later." They snatched away the chip in question, tucking it so quicky into their pocket that you missed it entirely. Hange made to leave the room, but stopped to shake their head and murmur something about how cute you were before turning on their heel and exiting, the door to Levi's quarters clicking shut behind them.
Levi regarded you coolly, his eyebrows tilted upward as you hold the salute. "Oh! Sorry," you giggled, dropping your fist and coming to rest at his side, your step missing its usual bounce. He doesn't miss it, either.
"What's wrong, Omega?" He inquired, allowing you to sidle next to him, somehow still shorter than him when he's sitting. It amused him, as it always does.
"Nothing!" You feigned. A smile tried to play upon your lips, but it wasn't worth the force it required. You felt your stomach turning at the proximity of your Alpha, but even the pull of his pheromones couldn't twist you free from the tangled mood you found yourself in. He didn't need the weight of your problems on his shoulders as well, though. "'Just didn't sleep great last night. I usually don't when it's just..,"
“I apologize,” he sighed, “I promise I haven’t forgotten, little one. It’s just that, since the mission—,”
“Don’t sweat it,” you smiled again, although missing your usual heart. “You’re a busy man, Captain. You can’t play Alpha all of the time.”
Your choice of words gave him pause, and he had to fight to withhold the sharp intake of breath that they provoked. Playing Alpha? What were you implying?
You gave him a quick peck and made to walk off, but Levi caught your wrist. His eyes were unreadable, the color of steel shining back at you with what could only be described as a glare. “What are you talking about?”
He finally allowed himself an eyeful of you. You were disheveled, but clean. Your uniform was pressed and pristine as usual, but some of your straps were loosely clasped, the buttons of your collar misplaced. You had bags under your eyes that looked to be weeks old. You looked exhausted. Had you been sparring? Did someone hurt you? What did he miss?
“Nothing, Captain,” you murmured, shaking your arm from his grasp. “I can go if you’re busy. I just… haven’t seen you since I..,”
Your heat! His eyes widened, he’d nearly forgotten. He held his breath for a moment before asking, tenderly, "How did it go, little Omega? Without me?"
You turned to him, then, and the floodgates opened. The tears came before you could stop them, falling from your eyes and pooling on your cheeks in wet ribbons that glittered in the candlelight of Levi's desk. He took your arms, both of them this time, and turned to face you. "It was awful!" You wept. "I-it... hurt so bad without you, Alpha. And I didn't even know if you'd come back, but then you did, and your entire team was gone! I understand, I'm trying to give you space, but... I really miss you!" You hiccupped, your face falling into the junction of his neck and shoulder. His scent gave you some relief, all woodsy and herbal, like a fine tea.
It didn't fix the problem, though.
He wrapped his arms around you in a tight embrace. He just hated to see his Omega so upset. At times like this, he really did feel like he was "playing Alpha"-- he didn't know how to be exactly... comforting. He could protect you, provide for you, give you more security than you'd ever need-- but that isn't what you needed. You were a fine soldier without him, you didn't need protection or provision; what you needed was someone to keep you whole in times like this, times where the world felt so big and you, so small.
"Omega," he started, tracing comforting circles on your back. "I'm... sorry I missed your heat. Sometimes..," fuck, how did he say this? He pulled you closer, encouraging you to fall into his lap. True to your Omega nature, you had a healthy figure and your thick thighs easily enveloped his own in their warmth. It was in this moment that he'd realized, he had never held you this way before. He hoisted an arm around your waist to hold you snugly. "Sometimes I wish that my life was my own. That I could be a proper Alpha and give you my heart, soul, and my bite. It's what you deserve--,"
"Deserve?" You sniffled, turning your head to the side to face him. "You don't think I deserve you, Levi?"
Fuck. This is why he didn't do comfort. He wasn't good at it. "That's not what I meant."
"I know what I signed up for," you continued, fitting your arm over his. "I didn't sign up for an Alpha who would relent to claiming me the second he was able, or an Alpha that could hold me every night and whisper sweet nothings in my ear. We both know that this world is full of monsters that you can't protect me from," you sighed, your eyes falling to the report he was writing. You didn't look very long, but you could see enough to make out the descriptions of the Female Titan's rampage in the forest.
"I could try," his arm tightened around you. "If that's what you wanted."
"I'm a Scout," You sat up in his lap proudly. "And I have been for longer than you. I can protect myself. I just... hope that one day, during our lifetimes, we'll get to retire to a world where a mating bond wouldn't be the difference between life and death. Where we could live happily, as mates, maybe even have..," you bit your lip. You didn't need to continue.
Levi didn't miss the way a tear slipped down your cheek and onto his desk, smudging the ink on his report.
"Did you know that Erwin has a mate?" He murmured into your ear, lacing his fingers in with yours. "She's not in the Scouts. They met long before he became Commander."
You turned toward him. "Is it supposed to be a secret?"
He hummed thoughtfully. "I don't know. I don't imagine he'd tell me if not for a reason."
"Why... why do you think he told you?"
With a sigh, Levi relented. "Probably to encourage me to do the same."
Eyes wide, you gaped at him. Sure he didn't mean... "To... take a mate?"
"I have to admit, it isn't something I had given much thought to before... the mission. But... when we came back, and we re-entered the gates, I was approached by a gentleman. Petra's father. He seemed to be under the impression that she and I were courting; I'm sure it was a misunderstanding, but his words still... resonated. He said something along the lines of, 'We know that Scouts often live short lives, and we just want you two to make the most of it while you can'."
Your eyes fell to the floor at the mention of Petra and the idea of your own mortality being drilled even further into your head. You just wanted to escape it all.
Levi massaged your digits gently with his own, calling your attention back to him. You were warm in his grasp, growing sleepy as he comforted you with soft caresses, warming you from the inside out. You sighed and leaned forward onto his desk, waiting for a protest that never came. He simply tucked a stray lock of your hair behind your ear and allowed you to lay your head on his desk, nuzzling an arm beneath your face. Consoled by his scent, you allowed the tears in your eyes to dry and to Levi's pleasure, you started to purr while his digits mindlessly twirled at strands of your hair. You were laying on the report he was writing, but he had to admit, it was one of the more difficult tasks on his to do list and he didn't mind putting it off for a while longer. Instead, he settled on reviewing Survey Corps candidates for his squad... seeing as how he'd have to build it from the ground up.
His work was guided by your even breaths, exhausted from your previous heat and all of the time that you'd had to spend without your Alpha. It hurt him more than he cared to admit, the thought of you twisting and turning in your sheets, comforted only by the spare cloak he'd left you to curl into while he was off, risking his life for the sake of mankind. For the possibility that maybe, someday, he could make you a proper Omega, give you a proper bond, and maybe... Maybe someday, a family.
Sighing, he turned his attention back to his candidates. The first on the list-- Eren Jaeger. Eren was a no-brainer; he'd proven his loyalty in the forest, something that Levi considered to be one of the only good things that happened that day. He had earned his spot. He embarked on the slew of paperwork that the motion entailed, his eyes flicking across the pages, bored... and sleepy. Having you in his lap was no help, your quiet snores and gentle mewls adding to the somnific atmosphere. He hadn't slept properly in days; every time he closed his eyes, he saw them-- his fallen soldiers, his comrades, brothers and sisters in arms. With a soft 'tch', he swatted those images away and carried on, losing himself in his work for the hundredth time that night.
You were more restless than usual, he noticed as you snoozed away. Omegas tended to be heavy sleepers, but you were twitching and groaning and he was beginning to think he'd have to wake you up when he... smelled it. He felt like an absolute dog, sniffing at the air, but he just... had to be sure.
He slid his chair back several inches in surprise at the confirmation, a little moan falling from your parted lips when he did so. Your hips twitched over his, the slightest wiggle releasing another waft of the aroma towards him. Were you... aroused? His eyes were trained on you, his mouth falling agape at the realization, his head cocking to the side. God, this was not the time. He had so much to do, he was still at his desk for Maria's sake! His body... deprived of touch, of sleep, of comfort... it couldn't help but react in kind to the way you squirmed against him, your brows furrowed and your sweet, sweet purr growing in its intensity.
He cursed, your name falling from his lips in a harsh whisper. "Wake up, Omega."
You only whined in response, whatever dream you were having seeming to be much more interesting than your actual, living Alpha that was growing very... impatient beneath you. To further emphasize that point, he didn't miss the soft exclamation of "alpha" that left you.
He looked to the ceiling as if to ponder why? before finally, placing a firm hand on your back and leaning forward, his lips ghosting the shell of your ear. "I hope you're having a nice dream, Omega."
Your eyes opened at once. You gasped, unable to move from your position with Levi pressing you so firmly into the wood of his desk. It hurt a bit, but you were so mortified by the ordeal that the pain barely registered.
God damn it all, he's really gonna let me have it...
"I-I'm so sorry, Alpha! I just... missed you so much during my heat, it was all I could think about--, I..," He cut you off with a gentle purr, rocking his hips into yours as if to placate you.
"It's okay," he said, not easing up one bit on the pressure. "I'm gonna let you up now, Omega. But you aren't going anywhere." You swallowed thickly, nodding to the best of your ability. He slid the chair back enough for you to move, an accidental shake of your hips acquainting you with his unmistakable hardness, pressed delightfully against you. The heat on my cheeks could boil a stew, you thought to yourself idly. You stood up, but that's all you did-- you were waiting for your Alpha's instructions, like a good little Omega.
Levi's warm hands began to explore, traveling the expanse of your body from the curves of your hips to the softness of your breasts-- all through your uniform, of course. Your breath hitched in your throat when he reached around you, his hands settling on your belt. He pulled you backwards into him, hard and waiting, as his digits went to work on the buckle. Your pants came undone in record time thanks to your Alpha's expert hands; he softly instructed you to keep your legs together, 'don't let them fall lower than here'. They settled at your mid-thigh, followed shortly by your underwear-- thoroughly soaked.
"Alpha," You squeaked, the muscles of your thighs clenching your legs impossibly closer together as the cool air brushed your quivering wetness. "Do you... really want to do this in your office?"
He took a moment to reply, some shuffling indicating that he was indisposed. He made you wait for his response, your legs shaking at the exposure, feeling utterly humiliated at even the idea of someone walking in--...
"Sit."
You didn't waste a second. You jerked in surprise when you made contact with his bare skin, his bare cock, hard and warm-- god, so fucking warm. So searingly hot as you sank down the length of it, no preamble required. You withheld a moan when he jerked you backwards, closer to him. Your choked gasp as he wrapped a large hand loosely around the column of your throat is music to his ears. He purrs lowly, intensely, basking in the closeness but never moving. "I have work to do."
"C-can I--?" You finish your sentence with a quake of your hips, stilled almost immediately by his domineering grasp. You whimpered, but there was no fear. There was no malice. You missed this, you missed him-- and you would take whatever he gave you.
"Still, Omega. Let your Alpha finish his work."
You nodded. All you could do was nod and whimper and whine, impaled on Levi's thick cock, twitching inside of you with all of your pretty little sounds. You were grateful, at least, that his command didn't include being quiet-- you weren't sure if you would even be capable of it, given the circumstances.
You glanced down at his desk to occupy you, surveying the scattered paperwork, but it was hard for you to focus on anything other than the feeling of him caressing your depths, filling you in only the way your Alpha could. You clenched and unclenched around him, hoping for some reprieve, but you were met only with his firm hand around your throat once more. He squeezed lightly, in warning, before bringing a soft kiss to the line of your jaw. He opened his mouth to speak, but you both froze in place at the sound of footsteps outside of his door. Your eyes fell on the wooden slab across the room. Your heart rate quickened against your ribcage, the rhythmic thumping feeling so much louder than you knew it to be.
The footsteps outside in the hall brought with them two voices, and you listened as keenly as you could in order to decipher their conversation, but you just couldn't. You just couldn't focus on anything other than the feeling of Levi, shoved so deeply and snugly within your womb that you swore you could feel him in your throat. Not peeling his watchful eyes away, he continued his ministrations, slowly. His kisses to your jaw trailed to your neck, sucking and nipping at the skin there lightly. In your hyperresponsive state, you couldn't help the chill that befell you at the sensation of his canines catching so lightly at the junction between your neck and shoulder.
He chuckled, deep and libidinous. "You're doing so good, little Omega," he praised, his breath hot over the sensitive skin on your neck. You could feel the pulsing of your scent glands, crying for him, aching for a little bit of attention from your big, strong Alpha.
Levi's canines were aching in kind, as if he could feel your pain. You felt unusually tight around him today, extraordinarily wet and just so ready for him. For all of him. Must be something in the tea, he thought, his mind briefly revisiting the new blend of leaves he'd been gifted by Erwin earlier in the week. Something clicked into place in a far corner of his mind, but he actively chose to ignore it in favor of the way your hips were tilting ever so slightly, as if they weren't governed by conscious thought. How cute.
It was taking every ounce of his self-control not to take you by the hips and pull you close, fucking into you with a new kind of fervor. Unrestrained, instinctual, giving you more of him while taking even more of you. With the darkness and grief of his last outing as Captain still weighing heavy on his mind, he wished nothing more than to succumb to the desire that you were coaxing from him. Your scent was sweet and heavy in his mind and he was fighting to betray his urges. Harder than you would ever understand.
"Alpha," you groaned, wistfully, "they're gone..," you breathed in a whisper, your now ricking into his lap with a purpose.
Something snapped, then, within Levi. As if the glass had finally shattered after chipping away with each and every pound of a fist. He growled low in his chest and pulled you away from him (not without noticing the way you cried out in wanton at the loss of contact), his hands grasping your plush hips with ease. He commanded you to remove your fatigues, which you did with haste. He assists you in removing your top, exposing your encased breasts as he reclaimed his seat and pulled you atop him once more; this time, with you facing him.
"Levi," you breathed, your wide eyes falling upon the flush of his cheeks. When your gaze flitted upwards to his steely gray stare, your breath hitched in your throat at the look of longing that he gave you. You had never seen him so flustered, almost appearing nervous. One hand splayed out against the fat of your ass, squeezing gently, and the other reaching forward to tuck a flyaway behind your ear. Gone was the moodiness from when you'd first approached him, and gone was the lust that clouded your movements when he'd first nuzzled himself inside of you. You wanted him intimately, you just wanted him close to you.
Instead of responding, he lifted you only enough to slide home again, effectively stealing the breath from your lungs as you sink down onto his length. A moan escaped your lips. You closed your eyes again when he started rocking into you, biting your lip and riding his thick erection to the best of your ability in the position he had chosen. You were grateful for the closeness, the way your skin pressed against his so closely that you could almost imagine his heartbeat against your chest, quickening and thrumming hard against his ribcage. His hands clutched at you as if he were scared someone was going to pull you away, his hips beginning to hammer upward into you fervently as he leaned forward to press sloppy kisses to your face and neck-- so unlike the Alpha you had grown used to.
Levi was a meticulous Alpha; his touches were calculated and his hands always steady. He exercised self-control on a level that almost scared you at times, always assuring that every one of your little Omega needs were taken care of. You could never dream of being with anyone else, and you always knew you were so, so lucky to have him. In moments like these, you didn't need a bond to know the truth; he was yours and you were his. Moments like these, when his fingertips melted into your skin like hot coals on ice; when his breath was hot and sweet against your face, panting sweet nothings into your mouth as the two of you climbed to your peaks.
"Omega," he panted, your title falling from his lips so sweetly as they ghosted over yours. "My Omega."
You ran your tongue over your lower lip, making contact with his own. He kissed you, hungrily, his arms wrapping around your waist. "My sweet, perfect little Omega."
Was this even the Levi you knew? The Levi that made you scrub the washtub clean eight times after your bath because you "did it too fast" the first time? The same Levi that, upon meeting you, glared at you and asked, "Are you lost, Omega?"
You smiled against his lips when they planted firmly over your own once more. Yes, it is.
And he was all yours.
"Alpha," you whined, rocking even more desperately against his thrusts. "T-touch me, please..,"
You had barely gotten the words out when he pulled away slightly, making a show of the way he licked his right thumb before bringing it down to your clit. You threw your head back at the contact, releasing an unfettered moan in a voice that you hardly recognized as your own.
Your scent glands throbbed on your neck as they filled the room with your sweetness, calling out to Levi.
He stiffened underneath you. His movements stuttered for a couple of beats, but continued their steady pace into your warm heat after a quick recovery.
"Levi, I'm so... so close," you whimpered pitifully against him as he purred, peppering your neck in more kisses. Levi didn't purr often, but he would do so for you if you asked. You were shocked, however, for him to be doing it so freely today.
You closed your eyes to take it all in-- his purr vibrating against you, his thumb working tight circles around your clit, and his knot beginning to catch at your quivering walls. It was all too much and you were teetering on the edge. Your neck was at peak sensitivity, your head tilting forward and to the side instinctually. It would be the perfect time for him to-...
"Alpha!"
With a groan, Levi was seated perfectly within you, locked tightly together as you panted against each other. His teeth were still lodged in your neck, his tongue peeking out to soothe the sting-...
His teeth were lodged in your neck.
Your eyes opened spontaneously, a gasp ripping itself from your chest-- your chest that was beginning to bloom with an almost uncomfortably warm sensation, your limbs growing heavy with exhaustion. You could feel Levi purring still, the sound reverberating against your skin while he held you close. A tickling sensation along your collarbone told you that you were bleeding; your doting mate was using his tongue to lave at your fresh wound.
With shaky knees, Levi eventually found the strength to stand. His seed was nestled deep in your womb, knotted to your body that was on the precipice of sleep. He was cradling you in his arms and your legs were wrapped loosely around him. You mewled as he pulled away from your neck to appreciate his work. A nice, deep mating bite that would adorn your skin forever. Forever telling the world that you were his.
Your eyes cracked open and as usual, Levi could read you like a book.
"Are you okay, my mate?"
A tired smile spread across your face, flushed cheeks lifting upwards in that bratty grin that he fell in love with years ago. "I am now."
Levi had to wait for his knot to subside before finding an out to safely transport you from his quarters to where he actually slept in the barracks. Luckily, by that time it was so late, he didn't have an issue reaching his room undetected. You were fast asleep in his arms as he laid you out on his bed, over his blankets so that he could properly tend to your bite. After placing you down gingerly on his linen, he took a minute to appreciate his newly mated Omega.
He'd redressed you before leaving his quarters, but something about the way your curves filled out your Scout uniform, the plush of your tummy that peeked out from beneath your untucked shirt, the way your round cheeks were still flushed from your prior engagement with him... And your fresh, still bleeding mating wound, announcing to everyone that you had been taken.
He had to admit, it really suited you.
With a shake of his head, he turned to his end table to find something to clean and dress your wound with. He opened the first drawer he saw and rummaged through for a minute before an ornate silver tin caught his eye.
Narrowing his gaze, he picked up the delicate box of tea that Erwin had gifted him, suspicions heavy in his mind. Upon reading the label, he tsked.
"Rose petal tea, huh? Slick bastard."
You mumbled an agreement from your sleep-ridden state, nuzzling into his pillow with a tired smile.
This oneshot was completed upon request. Thanks for reading!
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