"Not bad," you heard his deep baritone speak and you dared peak through your lashes as you saw his reaction.
He raked his eyes on your body and you never felt so bare in your entire life. His gaze made you immobile and dumbfounded that he did not find this atrocious. He stood up from his chair and lean on the table in front of you and he reached forward, grabbing the leash that was dangling from your neck.
"Never pegged you for something like this," he said, "That's interesting."
He played with the thin rope, twirling it in his fingers, and lightly pulled it toward him, making you step forward a bit closer with a gasp as it lightly hitched your breath on your throat. He stood up and encircled you as he kept the leash in his hand, as he inspected your state of clothing with his steel gray eyes.
Rated M. Full story on the link below.
PS : Feel free to check my other fanfics, too.
Variety of short stories, plotless (and sometimes very detailed) smut. I'm piling them in here.
Rated M for a reason.
Levi loving hours, loves! May or may not mean I'll finally sit down to write that Levi multichap I have in my WIPs. But for now, I bring you this :)
Pairing: Levi/Reader
Warnings: fluff, a pinch of angst and yearning, more-than-friends-less-than-lovers, open ending
Summary: You didn’t really know what you and Levi shared. But god be damned if you weren’t going to fight tooth and nail for it.
ao3 link
Tomorrow marked the beginning of the 57th expedition of the Survey Corps. As part of Squad Levi, you were tasked with protecting Eren from outside threats. There was some talk of the Female Titan and its capture, but nobody was really sure she would appear at all — yourself included.
Still, titans, female or not, meant risk. Who knew if you’d still be alive by the end of tomorrow. Even as one of the veterans, your survival wasn’t guaranteed. You’d had your fair share of moping about that in your early years; bend over the bottle with your friends. And, eventually, without them.
Only one man was sure to come back in one piece. Your captain.
You took one final step up the ladder and opened the hatchet in the ceiling. Climbing onto the roof was still embarrassingly difficult, despite all of your training. When you finally clamored all the way through the hole and sat down with a hearty ‘umf’, a harsh voice sounded from the other side of the roof:
‘How are you still so shitty at climbing ladders?’ said Levi.
‘Get off my dick! It’s not my fault there’s nothing to grab onto at the top,’ you huffed, trying to shake pieces of straw out of your jacket.
‘You use the 3DMG gear better than most and you’re fussy about a fucking ladder?’
‘I told you to get off my dick already, didn’t I?’
Levi leveled you with a stare that would’ve made a younger version of you shake in your boots. This you, however, only heaved a sigh.
‘How come you can tell me to fuck off on a daily basis, but I do it once and you get angry?’
‘Because I’m your superior, shithead.’
‘There you go again.’ You moved to sit next to him. ‘How was your day?’ you added after a few extra seconds of silence.
‘Had to spend most of it teaching the fresh meat how to properly clean a floor,’ he grumbled; when you looked closer, you could see the stars reflecting in his eyes.
‘Ohh, fresh meat? What are they like?’
‘A fucking pain in the ass.’ He sighed and closed his eyes. The stars disappeared. ‘How about you?’
‘Ah, you know, same old. I bickered with Oulo a bit.’ You shrugged. ‘Oh, and I sorted out the rest of your paperwork.’
‘How many times do I have to tell you you don’t have to do that? You’re not my secretary.’
‘I know I don’t have to. I do it ‘cause I want to.’ You rested your head on Levi’s shoulder. He twitched slightly, like he always did, before relaxing into your touch. ‘I want you to have a good night’s sleep for once.’
‘...You know I’m not going to sleep. Not tonight,’ he said, the gruff of his voice giving way to something softer, more vulnerable. ‘...Thank you.’
‘No problem, love.’
He side-eyed you at the nickname.
‘What?’
‘You just called me “love”.’
‘I can call you whatever you want!’ Your cheeks felt hot. Still, you pushed on. ‘I might not be here to annoy you after tomorrow, I’ve got to make the most of the time I still have left.’ You knew your joke fell flat when he gave no reaction. ‘...What’s wrong?’
‘Don’t joke about that,’ he replied, voice barely more than a whisper.
‘Why?’
‘Because what if it’s true?’
Your brows furrowed, and then, understanding hit you. Immediately, your hands were on him. You cradled his face, fingers gliding along his cheekbones like he was the greatest treasure in the world.
It made him want to scream.
‘Oh no, no, love. I’m not going anywhere,’ you reassured him; even to you, it felt hollow.
‘How can you know that?’
Your eyes were downcast. Still, your hands didn’t leave his face; they only trembled slightly with the weight of the implications. ‘I… I can’t,’ you answered truthfully. ‘I can’t, but that doesn’t mean I’m not going to do everything I can to come back to you.’
‘One mistake and you’re gone,’ he whispered, his hands steadying yours. They felt hot against your skin.
‘I know, believe me.’ You sighed, closing your eyes. Your forehead rested against his. ‘So I’m going to strive for perfection.’
Neither of you spoke after that. There was only measured breathing and the occasional call of a bird of prey, stalking the night.
You didn’t really know what you and Levi shared. Neither of you ever made a move to define it, to maybe make it more than it really was. Because all there was were subtle touches, burning eyes and quiet nights. Nights of nightmares, hushed voices and badly concealed tears, of desperation and warmth huddled together in between sheets.
Or, sometimes, on top of rooftops, where no one would look for you; no one would find you and rob you of those precious few moments stolen away from the world.
You’d always meet just like this before every expedition. Even before whatever you had became this, you came for a few words of guidance against the fear growing in the pit of your stomach. For someone who would understand the weight of losing the ones that mattered the most and shouldering it all alone.
And he would come too.
You didn’t really know what you and Levi shared. But god be damned if you weren’t going to fight tooth and nail for it.
He has never been this interested in others, except for the people relying on him. But you, you were different. He is not sure if it's because of how you masked your pain and trauma, how you kept on moving forward with a fake smile on your pretty face, how you tried to still have hope that his shitty captain would just leave you alone in peace when it was clear as a day that he has no intentions of letting you go. And he has this unhealthy obsession with broken things as he is one. The kids underground who he took in were, too, not that he wasn't also a kid when he took them in. He just couldn't help himself but get drawn to you and your beautiful brokenness.
AOT - not mine.
Plot & Imagination - mine.
Disclaimer : This may be triggering, mentions of abuse. Also, rated M for a reason.
Levi Ackerman x OCFem
[ ON GOING ]
He has never been this interested in others, except for the people relying on him. But you, you were different. He is n...
It's at that moment when Zeke decided that his plan has to work to give his sister the best life that he & Eren wouldn't be able to enjoy. Eren agreed & wished the same.
Preview :
She grabbed his shirt and pounded on him, crying over the numerous deaths of their comrades, how Mikasa had to endure killing the love of her life, how she lost her best friend and their friends - Miche, Eld, Erwin, Petra... A lot of people, a lot of blood.
He held her wrists to stop her, but to no avail. Then it happened. It was just a split second when their eyes locked.
They kissed. Hard, with teeth.
It was far from a romantic exchange. It was pure of anger and pain.
