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Tease pt.1

Nerd!Armin x Reader

tags: teasing, drinking, tongue piercing (obviously), semi-public sex, oral fixation, cunnilingus, edging, breath play, overstimulation, gagging, mirror play, biting, mild pain play, smut

inspired by fanart from: @musapylsa

→ pt.2

⋆⁺₊❅. | LEVI X READER

a/n: merry christmas everyone and happy birthday Levi :D

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Levi loves you fresh out the shower.

You know how particular he is about cleanliness, so when his partner is all clean and soft…he adores it, more than he will admit.

So when you climb into bed beside him, hair damp and skin soft from your lotion, your not surprised to find him automatically pulling you towards him and onto his lap, straddling his muscular thighs.

“You showered?”

“Mhmm.”

Levi buries his face into your neck without a second thought, you shiver as you feel his nose brush against your neck.

He slowly meets your eyes. “you smell good.” he comments, a hand coming up to run through your hair.

He leans forward slightly, lips brushing against yours.

his lips latch onto yours, the hand in your hair moving to your cheek, holding your face as he kisses you.

You both slowly break away, you giggle as you notice the slight flush of his cheeks.

“Your blushing, Levi.” You tease.

“…i’m not blushing.” His eyes dart away from your face.

Levi’s greatest weakness was you, and despite his best efforts at hiding it, you see right through him.

jealou$y ft. hange zoë

೯⠀⁺ ⠀ 𖥻 CONTAINS .ᐟ mdni, nsfw, cunnilingus, semi public sëx, jealous & possessive hange, not proofread, 1.2k+ word count

leaning against the wall and staring across the bar, hange narrowed their eyes to your figure, their grip tightened around the drink they were nursing on their hand.

watching you lean closer to the attractive guy that approached you five minutes ago, as his head gently tilted, his eyes not moving away from yours as you spoke in that honey voice of yours.

you were flirting.

it created a sense of possessiveness within hanges chest as they forced themselves to drown the whisky, allowing it to burn their throat.

“you’re staring.” a familiar voice spoke up, making hange break out of their thoughts and burning gaze towards the two across the room.

turning to levi, an unfamiliar scowl appeared on their face. “he’s only talking to her for a quick fuck.” they muttered, their voice uncharacteristically low.

levi turned his head to you and the guy, you were now laughing at something he said, brushing his muscular arms.

“she seems to really be into him.” levi muttered, turning back to hange. “you know she can’t read minds, right?”

hange huffed, “what are you talking about?” feigning obliviousness.

they knew exactly what levi meant.

it was quite obvious that they were into you, everyone knew. the way they always tried to make you laugh, talk to you even when there was nothing to talk about, just orbiting around you like earth orbiting around the sun.

you were their sun.

but right now the sun burnt into hange’s throat uncomfortably, something feral ignited within them, the all ever energetic and loud hange was gone.

hange turned their head back to you, shuffled closer than ever and something cracked.

they found themselves shuffling amongst the people in the packed bar, making their way to you.

immediately you noticed them, of course you’d notice them when evidently furious, an expression that rarely ever comes out.

“h—“ you widened your eyes, “—sorry to disrupt, come with me.” they cut you off, staring at the guy with their daggers, sending shivers down his spine.

they didn't even let you process before tightly grabbing your forearm and dragging you outside. “hange! stop it!” you exclaimed, prying your arm away from their grip.

“fuck is wrong with you?!” you hissed, hange didn’t even bother looking at you, staring into the ground, tension filled onto their shoulder.

a pregnant pause.

“do you know what its like?” their voice was husky, barely above a breath that made you pause.

they finally turned to you, their gaze made you feel small.

“—watching someone you love flirt with somebody else while you’re standing right there.”

you opened your mouth to respond, nothing.

the breeze picked up, they stepped closer to you. you didn’t move.

you didn’t dare to.

just when they were inches away from you, they whispered. “ive been patient. very patient.” they stared down at you, their tone almost threatening.

“if you like me so much, why didn’t you say anything.” you didn't tear your gaze away from theirs even if it sent shivers down your spine.

and when they didn't respond, you exclaimed— “seriously! why didn’t you—“ they grabbed your jaw, “thats enough.” before pressing their lips into yours, not giving you a chance to breath.

they swallowed your gasp, pushing you against their parked car. you placed your hand onto their shoulder, pushing them away from the kiss as you both stared at each other breathless.

you swallowed, “please.” hange whispered, their gaze pleading, you didn’t waste another second wrapping your arms around their neck and pulling them close once again and devouring their lips.

their hands immediately found your waist and while your chests both pressed on each others, you could feel their heart racing onto yours incessantly.

hange subtly pulled away from the kiss, muttering in hurry— “get in the car.” and you obeyed as they clicked the door handles open and pushed you onto the backseat.

as they closed the door behind them, they pressed their lips back into yours. “need you.” they gasped before pressing a kiss on your neck, trailing down to your collarbone, making you whimper in anticipation, your skin growing hot.

they didn’t waste a second lifting your dress and brushing their hands on your clothed cunt, making you twitch in anticipation— “hange..” you muttered, watching them peel off their glasses as they bent down face to face with your cunt, the scent of your musky arousal immediately hitting their nose.

“do you want this?” they asked, you could practically see it in their eyes— they needed to taste you more than you probably needed it.

that made the heat of the pool in your stomach worse.

you bit your lip, nodding. they tilted their head up.

brushing your inner thigh with their hands, “use your words.” they muttered, “yes.. please.. fuck— i need you s’ bad.” you muttered breathlessly.

they hummed, staring back at your visibly damp underwear. “good girl.” they muttered.

gently, they peeled off your wet underwear, their breaths got heavier. “all this.. for me? if only i knew i could get you this worked up..” they teased, making you flushed. “s—shut it, hange.” you could feel it in your cunt as it throbbed around nothing.

raising your leg on one shoulder, they leaned in and sucked on your clit, making you quietly groan, but slowly you could feel them picking up the pace.

they gripped tightly on your thigh to stop you from moving, you tilted your head back against the window. “f—fuck me.” your voice shivered.

they continued to go lower onto your vulva tasting the heat of your wetness onto their tongue, their large nose brushing onto your sensitive clit, making your toes curl.

“h-hange—!” your hand found their brown hair, tightly gripping it as they moaned into your cunt, sending goosebumps all over your body.

they were getting turned on, the stickiness in their pants was getting uncomfortable yet they couldn’t get enough of your addictive sweetness.

“taste so good f’me.” they muttered into your cunt, moaning once more.

hange’s eyes turned to look into yours to find disheveled, eyes closed shut in pleasure, back arched— they could tell you were close.

they didn’t waste another second before rolling their tongue onto your clit, “n-ngh.” you let out an airy moan, as they practically devoured your cunt.

your legs stiffened and tightened against their back, breathes got heavier. “i-im—“ before you could utter another word, your thighs trembled, a moan erupted from your throat.

your grip tightened around their hair as you orgasmed, they felt your cunt throb against their mouth before lifting their face away from your cunt. your slick glistening against their lips, down to their jaw.

you blinked away the dizziness after the orgasm, attempting to focus better on hange.

slowly, your hand let go of their hair as their eyes made it to yours.

“there you are.” they muttered, pushing your damp hair away from your face, pressing their lips into yours once more.

you could taste yourself on them.

they muttered against your lips— “did so good.” their hands gently squeezed your hips before pulling their lips away.

“the guy back at the bar—“ “don’t wanna hear about him right now.” they cut you off immediately, making you lazily chuckle as they wiped their jaw and mouth.

“you have no idea what you do to me.” they whispered, nuzzling their head onto your damp neck, your heart jumped.

“you think they’re looking for us inside?” you muttered breathlessly, referring to levi and erwin.

they hummed. “just stay with me for a minute.”

@ freakynad is speaking . . . ive never written smut by the way and im kinda too embarrassed to proof read so im sorry if this is ass 🫩 thanks to the anon who recommended tho this was fun :P

𖦹 reiner braun, the firefighter to your emt.

firefighter!reiner who thought he was having an actual heart attack when he first met you. he'd never seen anyone like you before and after he finally got the courage to speak to you, he thought he was in heaven.

firefighter!reiner who has the most terrible luck when going on any kind of hangout with you after work. whenever the two of you try, someone ends up getting a callback.

firefighter!reiner who gets teased on off times at work about you all the time. they pranked him into doing fireman "training" with you where he basically held you in fireman's carry while everybody else laughed and took pictures. it's still framed on the breakroom refrigerator at the station.

firefighter!reiner who always flexes his muscules when you're around, even if it's just to get a kitten out of a tree.

firefighter!reiner who offered to be the "sexy firefighter" for your birth month on the calendar. of course he claimed to have no intention of that, it was simply a pleasant coincidence you'd see him oiled up and shirtless on your birthday.

firefighter!reiner who gets super squeamish around blood even though he's a literal emergency services worker. he leaves that sort of thing up to you. at least it's a reason to call right?

firefighter!reiner who finally got the courage to ask you on a date. only this time, absolutely no interruptions. you teased him and said it was the universe saying you should go on dates more often, for the good of the people of course.

i'm not an emt, i'm not training to be, and the sight of blood makes me want to faint. all of my knowledge comes from my moms stories from when she was an emt thank u for reading my disclaimer <3

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Professor Zoë (Hange x Reader)

Your goal to get in your teacher's bed might be closer than you think...

MDNI (MINORS PLEASE DO NOT INTERACT)

cw : Modern!au, Dom professor!Hange, fem sub student!reader, they/them pronouns for Hange, Hange's mean, hardcore sex, dirty language, semi public sex, fingering, nipplay, orgasm denying, degrading insults towards reader, click here for part 2 ❤️

a/n : I...uh...I'm kind of horny 🧍🏾‍♀️and...um...I maybe, kind of wish this happens to me. *Cough* Anyways, enjoy 👅

wc : 3k~

It was your last attempt. The last one. And then you'd give up on Professor Zoë. Never getting to have them fuck you until you couldn't walk. Maybe you were not provocative enough. The first times you did try to get them to notice you by pampering up, wearing heels that killed your feet at the end of the day. Then, you came sooner and stayed later than everyone in each class, asking them stupid questions you clearly had no care knowing the answer. But nothing. They were just impassive, they looked at you like they did with any other students.

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who ready for tumblr and ao3 in October??

cn: fluff. explicit sexual content [nsfw / 18+]. aggressive sex. biting. slighty ehibitionism. aphrodisiac use. dirty talk, 4k+ words.

⟡ fandom: attack on titan | pairing: levi x reader

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To have feelings in times like these it’s such a selfish thought sometimes; it makes you want to scream into your pillow every chance you get.

And worse than that?

To have feelings for the captain of the recruitment division, the irreplaceable, cold, and strict Levi Ackerman was way worse.

You were one of the few left from the old squad. The camaraderie between you and your old comrades was cut off instantly after their death, as if it never existed. And sadly, it created a strange, clumsy distance between you and Levi. The only two survivors.

Not that he was the friendliest man, but the respect between you two was something admirable. Still, delusionally, you sometimes thought… maybe it was more than that.

Maybe he didn’t yell like that at everyone, so loud you’re sure it echoed to the other side of the world, when he thought you’d died on a mission two years ago.

Maybe he didn’t carry everyone in his arms, even when his own body was collapsing from pain, prioritizing your life.

Maybe not everyone got that subtle twitch of his lips that resembled a smile when you two shared tea now and then—and you teased him for being too strict, poking at his side just to get a reaction.

But those childish fantasies crumbled the moment Historia Reiss, the new queen, arrived at tonight’s gathering… and stood a little too close to Levi. The very same Queen who once slapped him—and he let her—and smiled back at her.

The gathering had been Erwin’s idea, a rare celebration after a successful mission. One of the only times there was plenty of food and wine without guilt along with it.

You sat at the table with Hange, who was talking with her mouth full, a mirror of Sasha doing the same. They both gulped down wine afterward, cheeks flushed red from the alcohol.

Though Hange was tipsy, she was still sharp. She noticed it. That quick, nervous glance you threw when Historia’s hand touched Levi’s arm. His gaze wasn’t detached like usual. He was leaning against the wall, engaged in conversation. Actively.

That alone made your fingers tap angrily against the table as you looked around, pretending you were simply bored. Hange gave you an amused look, tilting her chin toward the pair.

You rolled your eyes, but her eyes gleamed with some forbidden idea she wasn’t ready to say out loud yet. Instead, what came out of her mouth was:

“Hm. Did you know the air outside is way fresher in this season? Might be good to check.” Her double-meaning didn’t go unnoticed.

Sasha, unfazed, was more focused on a piece of pork on fresh bread.

“Maybe you should go. You both seem a little heated.”

Hange and Sasha laughed, leaning their heads together, grinning with the euphoria of wine-soaked joy.

“You got us. At least we’re not some bitter old lady who forgot how to have fun.”

You glared. “Hange.”

She raised both hands, mock-defensive.

“What?! I’m just saying, girl!”

But her plan needed to move faster.

“You know what? Follow me.”

Hange stood. Sasha glanced at her but didn’t care enough to ask. Hange didn’t wait—just started walking toward the exit.

You stood too, and you felt someone’s gaze on you from across the room. You ignored it.

But Levi watched your back a little longer than he needed to as you left. Then he returned his attention, somewhat distracted, to Historia’s strategy proposals. He was tired. Too much socializing for one night. Ten minutes of talking with Historia already felt like ten hours. She talked too much. Like everyone else here.

…Except you.

He always sensed the distance between you, one he blamed himself for. It wasn’t a priority, but sometimes, somehow, his thoughts always ended with you. The feelings inside him were small?, faint—but they echoed. He couldn’t name them. They were useless anyway. A weakness.

That’s how it should be. That’s how it must be.

You probably didn’t see him that way anyway.

And he understood. He wasn’t the warmest person alive.

┈─┈─┈─

When Hange saw you dragging your feet, she tugged you by the elbow and threw you into her chaotic, paper-filled office.

Then, from a box, she pulled out a dusty bottle sealed with a wooden cork and tied with twine.

“Let’s make some magic, shall we?”

You wrinkled your nose as she handed it to you, letting you smell it first.

“What the fuck is this? It smells awful.”

Hange waved her hand dramatically, a little wobbly.

“You don’t know what’s good! The old stuff is the best. Heals the body, solves your problems—I’m serious. I’ve tested it.”

“Just because you’re a research freak doesn’t mean I believe everything, you know?”

Still, you took a drink. Your emotions were buzzing too hot in your veins to think straight. The taste was awful but you didn’t stop at one sip.

Hange watched you with something close to admiration. She was happy—mission complete. But her face turned panic-stricken as you kept drinking. She grabbed the bottle out of your hands.

“ENOUGH! This wine is very precious. We should save it.”

You licked your lips. now stained wine-dark and your cheeks flushed fast. You looked at Hange, and your gaze made her grin.

Not me, pretty lady. I’m flattered, but not me.

“I’ll be back in a second. Gotta get some cheese to go with this wine.”

“Yeah, yeah. Whatever.”

You collapsed into her surprisingly comfy chair and stared at the wall. But your thoughts turned—obscene. What the hell is happening?

You hadn’t drunk in a while, but this was something else. Your body felt too warm. Too restless. You shifted in your seat, fidgeting endlessly.

⸻

Hange rushed down the hall, nearly crashing into the door—right as Levi was walking out.

“Oh! Just the person I needed!”

“Spare me, Hange. I’ve had enough for tonight.”

Hange just planted a hand on her hip and the other under her chin, dramatically pondering.

“Hmmm. Then who should I ask to help Y/N?”

Levi was about to walk past her but stopped. Gave her a side-glance.

“Help? With what, exactly?”

“Well, let’s say… too much wine can make you lose control of your brain and body? Yeah, that definitely applies.”

Really? You? Drunk as hell? Since when?

“Where is she?”

“My office.”

She smiled far too innocently for Levi not to be suspicious. But he didn’t say anything. He just went straight to you.

┈─┈─┈─

When he opened the door, he found you waving your shirt like a fan, wide open—exposing your dark blue bra.

“Thank god. What the hell took you so long?! I’m dying over here!”

Your eyes shot to the door— And locked on Levi, standing there. His gaze was sharp. Angry. But also very much fixed on your chest.

“Fuck—? What the fuck are you doing here?!”

Your voice cracked, not angry—just embarrassed. You buttoned your shirt furiously.

“When did you become this irresponsible?”

“What? I had a few sips! Are you calling me a alcoholic or what?!”

Your words slurred slightly. Levi’s eyes flicked to the half-empty bottle.

“Looks like it.”

“Oh, shut up. Didn’t you have a conversation to get back to? Or are you just here to lecture me too?”

His thoughts faltered. Your tone… sounded accusing. Jealous? No. Can’t be.

“It’s over.”

You started fanning yourself with Hange’s scattered papers, your body feeling annoyingly uncomfortable—especially in certain areas.

“Nice. Maybe something good will happen.”

Levi froze at the double meaning.

“Something good?”

He picked up the bottle and took a slow sip.

It was disgusting. Weak. This got you drunk?

When you didn’t answer, which was unusual. Levi looked over. You were ignoring him, staring out the window with a sulky expression.

“I asked you something.”

You sighed. “You know… something. You and the bubbly new queen—what a ray of sunshine in this battlefield.”

Your sarcasm wasn’t subtle. Levi’s quiet, firm steps drew closer.

No. No, stay away.

Standing in front of you now, he looked down. Your expression—almost… embarrassed?

A strange wave of heat hit him. Unfamiliar.

“You find that funny?”

“Maybe. The bright little queen with the cold, sharp captain. What a pair.”

You snorted nervously, trying to mask it with a smile. Levi didn’t know why this stupid conversation was continuing. Why he was still standing here. You were fine. He should leave.

“You sound offended.”

The fact that he didn’t deny it almost made you want to push him from your face. But instead… the vulnerability in your body, his presence, pushed you in another way.

“Do you like her?”

Levi didn’t know what shocked him more, your question, or how red your cheeks suddenly were.

“No.”

You stared at him until you were sure he wasn’t lying. Then looked away.

“Why ask?”

“Curiosity.”

He stepped closer.

“Do I look like someone who doesn’t think clearly?”

“No?”

“Then why lie to me?”

You avoided his gaze. But when Levi’s hand gently tilted your chin toward him you froze. His fingers were shockingly gentle on your skin.

And just like that he knew something was off.

“What did Hange say before she left?”

You groaned.

“That she’d be right back. That traitor.”

Something was missing. Levi picked up the bottle, poured a bit onto his finger.

“Hey! You’re wasting precious wine—”

“Shut up.”

You muttered, “Mean.”

He didn’t answer, even though he should’ve.

You were talking too much. More than usual.

The liquid glistened faintly. Levi frowned. Aphrodisiac.

He looked at you again and slowly scanning from head to toe. You gulped.

“I think Hange tricked us both into drinking it wine with aphrodisiac…For… some unknown reason. That fucking psycho—”

But he cut himself off when he saw you sinking into the chair in shame.

“Do you know something I don’t?”

“No?”

“Y/N.”

A pause.

“No.”

“No, or you don’t want to say?”

He was being so persistent, it scared you. The fact that you both took it. That he was this close. That you couldn’t stop thinking about how beautiful he was. How badly you wanted him right here, right now. You slammed your head onto the desk.

“Leave. Please.”

“Speak now, or I’ll go.”

“Why should you need to know? It doesn’t matter.” You muttered, head still buried.

“I don’t like lies. Or people hiding—”

You shot up suddenly, furious.

“OKAY. I fucking like you, okay?! For a long time…since we were…nevermind. She probably set me up!”

Levi’s ears rang. He didn’t hear that right.

But your heaving chest and the brutal honesty in your eyes said otherwise. And he couldn’t respond. Didn’t know how to.

He just stared.

Embarrassing. God, this was so embarrassing. You thought.

You stood up clumsily, ready to storm past him and vanish but Levi reacted instinctively. His hand grabbed your arm.

“W-what?”

Levi considered himself an idiot before making the most impulsive decision of his life. But all thoughts vanished when his lips pressed against yours.

┈─┈─┈─

Your cheeks flushed with embarrassment when you moaned the second Levi tried to deepen the kiss. His veiny hand cupped your cheek while your hand found the back of his undercut curtain hair. When his lips left yours, you chased them, but his darkened gaze locked you in place, your breath irregular.

Fuck it, Levi thought.

He kissed you again, dominating the way his lips pressed onto yours, forcing you to open them. But you were far too happy to do it now, your tongue dancing with his in an aggressive competition over who wanted the other more.

He guided you backward until your ass hit the desk, lifting you by your thighs instantly so you were sitting on it. Returning between your legs and dragging them until they locked around him. He groaned in your mouth when he felt you grind on him.

How did it come to this?

He began to move slower until he tried to calm himself down, to regain control, his head dropping over your shoulder.

“This isn’t okay. We’re not in control.”

“You don’t want me?”

Levi’s head tilted back to meet your gaze.

“Don’t want you? I want to fuck you this second if I did what I wanted now.”

You gasped, chasing his hips.

“Y/N.”

“You only want me now?”

Your gaze was so convincing, lustful, that if he stayed here much longer, he wouldn’t be responsible for his actions. But he thought twice before making an irresponsible confession in a situation like this. Fuck you, Hange.

“No.”

His short answer made your heart leap out of your chest. And the look in his eyes was enough to confirm he wasn’t lying.

“Then fuck me.”

He let out a low, mocking laugh.

“Tomorrow morning to be damn sure you’ll regret how brave you were last night.”

The pressure between your legs made you squeeze them around him, chasing relief.

“I don’t care.”

He tilted his mouth into a small smile, whispering in your ear.

“Yeah?” He took your earlobe in his mouth, making you shiver. “I even think you don’t want me to fuck you.” Your whine urged him to bite your earlobe before soothing it with his lips. “Two fingers are all I need to get the job done.”

“L-Levi.”

Your mind couldn’t comprehend how he was speaking to you right now—only that it made you unbearably wet.

His fingers traveled along your body before cupping your breast and chasing your mouth. You moaned against his lips, your hand on the back of his head pushing him further into your kiss. He was already addicted to how you responded to him.

Levi’s fingers went lower, raising goosebumps across your skin until he teased your inner thighs.

You whimpered in his mouth, furrowing your brows in impatience from his teasing. But he couldn’t wait anymore—he needed to feel it. He let out a low growl at your wet, clothed panties.

“For how fucking long have you been thinking about me to be like this right now?” A string of saliva connected you both, his hand cupping your pussy before you leaned into his mouth, but he didn’t give you the choice. “Tell me.”

“All night.”

“You fucking kidding me.” His lips left wet kisses along your neck, marking you again with his teeth, still biting lightly.

His fingers pushed your panties aside to reach your clit, starting to move in quick circles considering how wet you were even before he went lower for one of your holes. He tested with one finger, but when he didn’t find much resistance, your moan lingered in your throat before continuing with harder finger-fucking until he added a second finger.

“F-fuck, Levi!”

His dark strands, now damp with sweat from how hot his body felt, stuck slightly in his serious gaze, dilated pupils pulling him far from his image as a strict squad captain. He didn’t look like one anymore. He looked like a man who would do anything in this moment to make you feel good.

Levi had been fed up for some time now with being such a control freak, suppressing his emotions even though Erwin had never advised it—just something Levi knew how to do best. But now? He didn’t give a shit anymore. At least once, he could allow himself this.

“Yeah?” Levi’s lips brushed against yours faintly, his warm breath on them.

“More, I need more—”

He moved you instantly and pushed you forward even more, exposing your ass under your skirt, still covered by the white tights he immediately tore apart.

“Levi, for fuck’s sake—”

He slapped your ass—not hard enough to hurt, but enough to sting—then soothed it when you whimpered. Then he did it again in the same spot before switching to the other cheek. Your breathing was difficult to control, your eyes wide open in ecstasy. It wasn’t hard to guess he liked things like this, and it wasn’t hard to guess that you liked them too.

“You want more? Then fucking take more.”

He spread your ass cheeks, and you felt too aroused to feel shame as he knelt down, right in front of your ass, and began to lick you. It shocked you so much that your back arched even more, your mouth wide open from the sensations his exaggeratedly attentive tongue gave to every spot in your most intimate area. Your legs started trembling as Levi continued licking both holes, then up toward your clit and pushing his fingers back in.

“Please, please. Now, I can’t wait—”

He stood up, leaning over you, his hand moving in front of your body until it found your chin, lifting it while your skin shivered from your ear downward.

“And what can’t you wait for, cadet?”

You almost groaned in frustration, but your hole clenched around nothing, your body telling you directly what his words did to you. If you had known Levi was like this in bed, you would’ve listened to Hange a long time ago. But you knew the aphrodisiac played a role too.

“Damn it, Levi—”

He turned your head further, your body instinctively arching into him, feeling how affected he was by your presence too.

“Tell me.”

“I can’t wait any longer for you to fuck me, Levi. Fuck me, please!”

Your voice was rushed, yet full of sensuality mixed with desperation.

“That wasn’t so hard, was it?” His mocking tone didn’t disappear—behind closed doors, his usual attitude still lingered.

“S-shut up. Lock the door!”

He was undoing his pants, and all you heard was the rustle of clothing and the sound of a belt falling to the floor.

“I don’t care about that damn door.”

You couldn’t lie that it turned you on a little. The probability of someone coming here was very low, considering how far your desk was from the others. But with how loud you were, that probability could rise.

You looked over your shoulder, noticing, in your opinion, one of the most beautiful cocks—veiny, with the tip dripping proof of how turned on he was, its considerable length adding to the effect. You looked at his dick, then at him, with an awe-struck expression that made Levi’s mouth twitch slightly. Not that he cared about this kind of thing; his ego had been completely unraveled a long time ago, back in childhood. But the scary, lustful look on your face? It drove him like a caged animal to give you more than you could take.

He teased you, slowly moving his cock between your ass cheeks and barely penetrating your pussy. You didn’t even have time to complain before he began thrusting into you, both of you opening your mouths in sync from the pleasure.

He pushed in to the end—some of him still outside—and bent over until his mouth touched your shoulder, sucking it before he began moving inside you. He had to calm himself a little so he didn’t come like some pathetic teenager who couldn’t handle puberty.

His heavy breathing turned you on even more, and when his thrusts became slower but deeper, your voice didn’t stop moaning his name until he put his hand over your mouth.

“You want me to close the door for what? You’re still yelling loud enough for everyone to hear.” His groans didn’t stop though, a sound you never thought you’d hear from him. “Never thought you’d feel so good.”

He moved his hand from your mouth, letting one finger stretch your lips as he fucked you harder. The other hand stayed on your back to support his rough thrusts.

“You’ve thought of me like this before?” Your answers irritated Levi because they turned him on even more, letting him speak too openly about something he shouldn’t.

“You have no idea.”

His answer came voluntarily, simple, but it still made your heart clench. You let out a sound of frustration when he pulled out, your body leaning back toward him to find him again but he turned you to face him, which was even worse.

His piercing eyes immobilized you and suddenly you remembered what shame felt like when Levi was staring at you, perplexed by how beautiful you looked, his gaze dropping from your swollen lips, to your aroused breasts, then between your legs.

You pulled him by the shirt to kiss you, and he didn’t pull back; on the contrary, his hands cupped your head to keep you in place while he devoured you, the kiss messy again, you moaning into his mouth, trying to pull off his black shirt, wrinkled with passion. Your hands felt the muscles he built through harsh training and punishment, your eyes tracing the scars that reminded you how strong he was.

Your vulnerable gaze after Levi kissed down your neck and looked back at you was too much for him to handle. He couldn’t think about what he felt for you right now. It was out of the question but his softened eyes still caressed your soul.

He placed both hands on your thighs and lifted you slightly on the desk before spreading your legs and entering you. Your hands went around his shoulder, your head falling there too as Levi grunted in your ear with every deep thrust.

“Come for me first.”

He turned his head slightly toward you to meet your gaze while his fingers moved to your clit to help you. The excessive wetness made it easy for him to bring you to the edge, even though you could’ve stayed in this moment forever with Levi inside you. So close.

You turned to face him, making sounds that bordered crying while you looked at him, and he can only murmur:

“Yes, just like this. Do it for me. Do it now.”

His eyes never left yours until your head tilted back slightly, your body shaking uncontrollably as your legs, previously locked around his ass, loosened and fell until Levi’s hand grabbed one of them and the other cupped your cheek, not letting you look away as you came. He couldn’t forget this look. He needed it.

His erratic movements became harsher until he pulled out, stroking himself until the last drop spilled on your belly and a little lower. Your hands were barely holding you up on the desk. The aphrodisiac was almost halfway worn off, but your mind was still obsessively drawn to Levi and his presence.

But the shame you felt now was even stronger, trying to cover yourself, not wanting to feel so exposed anymore. But Levi only memorized how special you were to him; and not just because of the sex, but in general. Memories rebuilt themselves in his mind as if they were yesterday, of how much you’d been there for him through his life.

He pulled himself out of those thoughts, not allowing himself to drown in them. Hs hadn’t even allowed himself to get here before, but here they were.

He looked through drawers and around the desk until he found some wet wipes to clean you, at least superficially, because he couldn’t stand making a mess, especially not on someone like you. He lifted you off the desk, seeing your fragile legs, but you surprised him by hugging him tightly, not letting him protest how hard you held him.

“Y/N.”

Even if he couldn’t believe it, he couldn’t do anything to stop it. His hands still weren’t touching you.

“Hug me back, Levi. Please.”

He felt a lump in his throat, suffocated by your love. But he hugged you back, one hand cradling your head as he stared blankly. It was hard to accept this from someone. But you weren’t just anyone.

“You’ll catch a cold if you stay naked much longer.”

Your voice was muffled by his shoulder.

“I don’t care.”

You squeezed him tighter, now that you had him this open, you couldn’t let go so easily.

He leaned toward the desk, stretching his hand to grab a shirt to cover you. That melted your soul even more.

“I wanna sleep with you.”

“Y/N, you know it’s not allowed for a commander to sleep in the same bed with another—”

“Please, Levi. I don’t think I can breathe well without it.”

He was annoyed at you and your rule-breaking, exhaling an irritated sigh—but didn’t say anything at first.

“If you don’t come as subtly as possible in the middle of the night, I swear I’ll make you regret it.”

You lifted your face from his chest and smiled at him, sincerely. Though his expression seemed serious, there was a playful one underneath. Levi’s walls were down tonight for you. And maybe, they would stay open more often. Life is too short not to love each other in the limited time you have.

You pressed your face back into his chest, hugging him tighter. From the outside, the image was as romantic as it could be—the two of you at the center of the office, moonlight covering your bodies and leaving only your shadow as proof that, in this moment, you truly belonged to each other. No one else.