When you left the Survey Corps, Levi and you parted. After many years of working together.
He always assumed you got married, had children or died during an attack.
But you never did.
You never moved on. You always loved him.
And now that the war has ended and you rushed to find him.
You heard news that he died along with the others, you heard news that he survived but was terribly injured and you also heard that he went insane and was locked away.
He didn’t notice you, he was talking to a man while you watched from afar.
You debated during the last couple of days whether you should find him and now, you debated if you should even go up to him. Maybe that old wound should not be reopened.
You watched as the man left with his son and you knew, now or never.
“Humanity’s strongest watching the sunset.” you said as you walked over to him, he turned and looked at you with a shocked expression. “Before you ask, no, I’m not a ghost.”
“Y/N… how?”
“Mikasa told me everything.”
“Everything?”
You simply nodded before you sat down in front of him on the bench.
“I thought I would never see you. I thought you got married or died.”
“I never got married. It was hard to find another dark midget with a terrible attitude.” he smiled, you knew that you were the only friend of his who was still alive. Actually, more than a friend. “I’m sorry, I got scared and I left. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t apologise, idiot. This way at least I didn’t lose you.” you laughed a little.
You looked at the skin as it turned orange and pink.
“I think you know this, but I have always loved you Levi. Ever since I left, every day, I spent worrying about everyone. But I mostly worried about you.”
“They are all gone.”
“Yes, but we are still here. Our lives shouldn’t stop because theirs did. I rent a room closeby, if you want… I can visit tomorrow.”
“Don’t leave. I have a house, stay there with me.” he offered and you could never say no.
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Almost a year passed since you decided to go back to Levi.
Almost a year since you two found each other and fell back into the same comfortable partnership that you two had years ago.
And almost a month since you two got married.
The wedding was in a small chapel with no one there. Only you two and a priest.
And it was enough. It was more than enough.
Now, with a simple gold band on both of your fingers, you decided to cook lunch, Levi was outside sitting on the bench, watching as the children of the neighbourhood played.
You heard him enter the room just as you finished with the food.
“Lunch’s ready.” you said and you felt a pair of arms around you, your back met his chest as he put his head into your neck. You stayed like that, allowing him to have his time.
“I want one.” he said in a low voice, you almost didn’t hear him.
“Lunch? I just made some we can eat-”
“No.” you were confused. What could he mean? You tried to think but you couldn’t realize what he meant.
“W-What do you mean? Tea?” you asked after a few minutes.
“A child.”
Now, that hit you like a cold shower. No, it was more like hitting a wall while going full speed.
“You what? You want a baby?”
“Yes.” his answer was simple.
“I didn’t know you would… I couldn’t imagine that you would want a baby.” He pulled back and you turned around, you looked into his eyes.
“Sorry, I didn’t think it through. I guess you don’t want to and its okay.”
“It’s not that.” you said quickly before he could move away from you, you put your hand on his chest, holding him there. “I just never could have imagined that you would want one. B-but I think we can. If you really want to. I would love to have a child with you, Levi.” you smiled at him as he placed his forehead against yours.
“I love you.”
“I love you too.” you said.
Who could have thought all those years ago that you would have such a happy ending?
Who could have thought that you will have the ending both of you deserved?
tags: royal guard au, mature language, fantasy worlds, violence, blood, character death, battle violence, decapitation, game of thrones inspired violence
words: 3.4k
note: one of my fave works ever :')
⏤ Imagine the way they say I love you. Imagine the words shouted at top volume, in the middle of an argument, never meant to come out that way.
Growing up, Levi had rarely thought of anybody other than himself. He was selfish, arrogant, cold and standoffish to his friends and family, brooding in his chambers and isolated from children his age.
And so, really, he can’t complain about the fact that his father got fed up by his antics and sent him to a facility outside of his village, grooming boys into men, men into Gods who would later serve Lords and Ladies.
Levi had never expected to go up in the world, but he did; quite possibly, Levi had the biggest task on hand after his graduation — like every great Kingdom, there was a monarchy. And, as it so happened, their princess was in need of a protector.
He’d been doing that since he was nineteen, standing like a shadow behind the young princess and watching without judgement as she cried, as she obeyed, as she writhed under the stares of suitors and yells from the monarchy behind closed doors.
Levi was still selfish, despising the King and Queen and at the same time, needing every moment of his life to be by your side, making sure nobody hurt you or even thought of touching you.
Princess Y/N, the only daughter and heir to this Kingdom; his princess and his life, who he’d do anything for.
Should the city fall, Levi had a conditioned procedure and a network of exits to take, including a well known passage out of the city towards the Sacred Temple of the Anders, where he had trained meticulously for eight years of his life.
Naturally, Levi had never felt the need to practise this with you- this Kingdom was safe and secure, and would never fall under siege.
Of course, now, he curses himself; outside the window, Levi can see turrets of thick grey smoke rising to the sky and glimpses of flames inside shop windows, the screams of the people — by extension, his people — as they fled on foot, on horse, on all fours, escaping the flames and the gunshots and the arrows that were being shot from trees and dugouts, men on horseback.
“Your Grace, it is of paramount importance that we leave right this instant.”
Behind him, Levi can hear the grand maester shouting at you from the door to your keep, his chains clinking nervously as a thud sends bricks from a nearby avenue crashing through the castle walls.
He gasps with horror and has the nerve to grab at your arm, as Levi sees when he turns around.
Before he can intervene, you yank yourself out of his grasp with a scowl.
“I will leave when I please, and I will leave when Levi says so. If you have anything against my judgement, I would enjoy hearing it at a trial for your head. Now, if you don’t mind,” you huff, finally looking at Levi and as you turn, your expression falls.
There’s no word from the king or queen, or any other royal council member for that matter.
As the world comes crumbling down, there’s only you and him, and the withering old maester who eventually loses nerve, treasonously scoffing in your direction before finally fleeing down the swirling staircase towards, presumably, the next best exit.
Levi follows his body as he leaves before looking back at you, feeling his heart wrench at your fallen expression, eyes filling with tears and skin glassy.
He takes several steps forward, because Levi is the only person authorised to be within inches of you without asking beforehand, and takes your forearms in his hands gently.
“Princess, I believe it is time to go,” he says.
“My parents — the King, the Queen—”
“Should have already left, your Grace,” Levi finishes.
Your bottom lip quivers with the threat of a cry, and Levi without thinking cups your face with his hands, his thumb smoothing a fallen tear away.
“It’s okay. I’ve got you and I’m not going to let a single thing happen to you, okay?”
You nod around a sniffle, gently stepping away and placing your crown down onto the bed, on a pillow where you hope it will remain. If not, somebody else can wear it with pleasure; if there’s a chance your family are alive, they might even look for you once this is all over. Otherwise…
You look back at Levi, whilst he’s busy taking another glance out of the window as if analysing the outside damage.
Levi was undeniably one of the strongest, bravest and most selfless people you thought you had ever met.
He put you before anything, even if it meant danger for himself, and absolutely anybody in the world would be lucky to have him in their service.
While he stares away, you catch your breath and slip your hand into his, wanting the safety of his touch, his presence, to physically feel him there with you.
When your hand slots into his, Levi snaps his head away from the damage and stares at them, intertwined.
He sniffs and inhales the smell of dust and brings your hand to his mouth, kissing your knuckles and finally looking at you with a scared, yet composed breath of air: “Okay. Stay as close to me as you can, okay?”
“Yes,” you reply quietly, immediately doing as he says and gluing yourself to his body. He welcomes it, embracing it, as he hurriedly begins a descent down the staircase and onwards with his pre-planned escape route.
It’s simple, and easy to navigate, made up of stairways and corridors that only he knows about, lefts and rights down walkways that hadn’t been dusted in years.
With every grumble of damage above your head, you whimper, following Levi further down the castle before finally reaching the dungeon doors.
It could be easy for Levi, if he were the type, to kill you in here, or hand you over to the invaders as a welcome present, but he doesn’t; he pushes the door open and pulls you inside, setting off towards the back entrance that just occurs to you is open and untouched, revealing out towards the back of the castle near the creek, and the open passage you both used on evenings to explore the city and the fields, catch frogs in the spring in the pools, watch fireflies and lanterns on summer evenings.
Levi has you halfway down the corridor when suddenly he pushes you into an alcove, the sound of spraying bullets echoing in the corridor.
A torn cry of horror leaves your throat as Levi pushes his weight onto you and against the wall in a crouch.
A series of voices in a foreign dialect laugh from further by the exit, footsteps slowly moving forward. They think they’ve got a hit.
“Are you hit? Are you hurt?” Levi asks hurriedly, his hands searching for injuries he won’t forgive himself for.
“No, no. Are you?” you reply and he shakes his head quickly, sighing with premature relief. “Levi—”
“I am going to go out there and I’m going to clear the way for us,” he explains, and the plan sounds diabolical and you shake your head as he speaks, “and when I say so, you will run down that corridor and outside. If I’m not behind you, then you must go without me. Go as far as you can, past the forest like we used to, towards the windmill and the lonely tree.”
“Levi—”
“There will be someone there for you,” Levi continues breathlessly, “and they will take you someplace safe, okay? Promise me, please. Promise me you will do as I say.”
You gape at him as he tries to hand you something in his fist. “What? No, absolutely not, I will not leave you behind! Who do you think I am?”
“You are the princess and your safety is my number one concern.”
“Yes, I am the princess, and I command you to stay by my side,” you stress indignantly. “I am not leaving here without you.”
Levi’s face darkens with frustration, the item in his hand now forced into yours. You realise that it is a necklace — his necklace, with his family ring attached like a pendant, the chain slightly dirty and skinny.
As tears pool in your eyes, you glare at him.
“Don’t be so stupid,” Levi snaps. “Don’t you dare put my life before yours.”
“But you can put mine before yours?”
“That is my job!” Levi replies. The footsteps are approaching closer, hurried and searching. “Just do as I say!”
“No, I can’t — I can’t leave you, Levi.”
“You hold no obligation to save my life,” Levi points out. “So, why?”
“Because,” you cry out. “Because I love you, Levi! That’s why!”
The words come out without you wanting them to, and you can’t undo it; Levi hears it over the crashes of explosions above you and he’s rendered speechless, his eyes looking at every feature of your face with an unreadable expression.
He looks pained, heartbroken, his head tilting up with a forced, “fuck,” and he blinks rapidly, to stop his eyes from filling up.
“Why,” he says quietly, looking back at you; his eyebrows are pinched, his face in agony, “why now? Why would you say that now?”
“I’m sorry, I don’t know if I’ll get to say it again,” you admit, and after you say them, Levi looks like he’s actually about to cry when he pulls your face towards his, capturing your lips in a firm and deep kiss.
It’s short, because it has to be, and he holds your face for a little longer before sighing shakily and pulling away. “Levi — please—”
“I’ll be right back,” he promises, nodding as he speaks. He reaches for his sword — he knows how to use it around the hunting rifles, because they’re slow to reload, and heavy, and he’s not. “You know what to do. Okay? Hm? Yeah, okay?”
You force yourself to nod: “Okay.”
Levi doesn’t want to leave, but he knows that above anything else he wants in the world, he wants you to be able to live, and rest at the end of the day.
Granting himself another few seconds to look at you and memorise your face, he smiles around his pain and turns into the hallway.
Immediately as he steps out, hellfire; you clench your eyes closed and cover your ears with your hands, struggling to breathe around heavy sobs.
From your mouth leaves frantic cries to God, asking him that if he’s there and if he loves you, will he save the one you need to keep living?
A few moments pass, and as you bury your head between your knees, a cold hand on your head makes you shoot up with alarm.
Spotting Levi’s face in the blur of your tears makes you cry more, not at first recognising the wound in his leg, the blood pouring down his skin and his trousers torn around the knees.
Levi says something — you can see his lips moving but nothing is coming out; he forces you up off the floor and holds you close to him as he limps back out into the corridor.
As he hurries you down, you trip over the extended hands of bodies Levi has slain, their faces forever remembered as the ones who tried to take him away from you.
The sunshine of the creek is what you can see, and it occurs to you that Levi has smuggled you out.
As expected, by the apple tree by the fountain is the white horse Levi raised from a foal, his mane matted and slightly bloody.
He whinnies as Levi clambers forward, and before he raises himself up onto his back, he helps you up, a hand on your legs as he lifts you with a quiet grunt.
He doesn’t have much time — the sound of battle cries back towards the castle indicates that more rebels have seen the slaughter, and they know you’ve escaped.
Levi untangles his horse’s reins from the tree branch and heaves himself up; you're sitting in his lap, essentially, unsafely with your body facing his and legs swung around his waist. He does this for his own selfish needs to keep you safe, his arms around you to cage you in so you don’t fall.
Wasting no time, Levi rattles the reigns and the horse gallops towards the entry.
For a few minutes, he thinks he’s safe.
Your head is on his shoulder, your ragged gasps of air in his ear and blowing on his neck. Levi just wants to cry — he wants to cry so badly and loudly, and lift you up in his arms and tell you that he loves you and that he’d do anything for you. Those three words are on his tongue ready to be spilled when the crack of a whip sends a shudder down his spine.
Over his shoulder, you squeak with fear as a herd of rebels emerges from down the street, blobs that slowly gain shape as they hurry towards you with haste.
The scenery is a green and brown blur, the smoke from your kingdom clustering in the sky and filling the air with a choking and overwhelming smell of ash and fire.
That same fire catches to the trees, flames spreading like water spilling and the wildlife protected by your family name scurry away to safety, deer on the road next to you, a squirrel catching a ride on the back of a wild wolf that pays no mind to Levi and his horse.
It’s a game of life or death.
Further down the narrow path, Levi sees them; he sees the group of Anders boys standing around the lonely tree on top of the passing hill, where the end of the kingdom stands.
He can make out three, on horseback and he doesn’t let himself get too excited — instead he sends his horse rushing towards them.
Behind the three, there was more, he could see heads bobbing like fishing boats as the horse settled on the grass. Anders could help them — Anders could get rid of the rebels behind you.
Around his waist, Levi feels you shuffle, your hands creeping up his back between his shoulder blades as you sit back to look at his face. He trusts his horse and looks at you with faith.
“We’re almost there,” he promises, his eyes looking deep into yours as they flicker to the rebels and back to them: “Don’t look at them, my love, look at me, okay? Look at me, Y/N.”
You do, focusing in on his gaze.
“I love you so much,” Levi says, his composure slipping. “I love you.”
“I know,” you reply softly. His horse gallops faster, nearing the hill. The grass is right ahead, “I know. I love you too—”
A horrified scream leaves Levi’s throat as the rebels send out their arrows; one flies through the back leg of his horse and the other shoots straight through your skull, a circle of red around the middle of your eyes as the arrow hits your brain and kills you instantly.
As his horse falls, so do you; everything goes tumbling to the twigs and gravel in a matter of seconds and Levi cannot breathe.
Anders move from the hill downwards but he’s not even looking.
Levi feels his whole body shaking and his heart hammering in his chest, bile in his throat; your head is split open with crimson, the blood shining in the sun and Levi cries out loud, shouting to the skies as he frantically holds your head with his hands, feeling his body go rigid with tremors as he inhales the smell of your skull, his hands covered with it.
This was his fault — he had told you not to look; if you’d have looked, you could have seen them raising their arrows, he could have taken cover — he could have saved you.
Levi is not the only person paralysed; the shooter freezes on his horse. He wasn’t supposed to hit you.
He was aiming for Levi, but his horse had jolted and he let go too soon; without you, there was no chance the other kingdoms would accept their king on the throne.
He pulls his horse back, trying to flee, but Mike from Anders slices the leg of his horse off, watching the stallion move to the floor with pain and Mike ends its suffering before it can truly suffer, thrusting his sword into the chest of the shooter without a word.
Levi sits.
Even when Erwin, another man from Anders, comes up behind him with his hands on his shoulders, trying to force him back, he doesn’t budge.
He can barely hear Erwin screaming at him to move, everything feels like he’s underwater.
When Erwin removes his hand quickly and Levi feels the floor vibrating beneath his knees, Levi looks up.
Anders have tucked their tails and left, Mike now on his horse and retreating back to the tree. The rebels can’t touch them there — they’re on sacred ground.
In his head, flashing images of your smile replay, the static in his ears.
This was his fault. This was all his fault.
Quietly, Levi whispers I’m sorry, his lips on your hands as he gently sets you down on the floor.
Mike rides up to him, stopping for one moment and looking at him silently. Nothing is said but he knows what to do, he knows what Levi wants.
In less than three seconds, Mike jumps off his horse and gathers you in his arms, mounting the horse once more and riding towards the plains. If Levi’s lucky, they might get his body too.
Rising to his feet, Levi feels a wave of anger washing over him; his body vibrates with hostility and his face is darkened with pain and sorrow and guilt.
As the rebels surge towards him, singing battle cries, Levi unsheathes his sword and stands his ground, feeling the energy from the earth ride through his body. All he can think about is you — his Y/N, his princess, his meaning and will to live.
And they’ve taken that away from him.
Levi fights for your honour until he feels the clean blade of a sword on his neck.
When the blade cuts and slices Levi’s head off his neck and shoulders, Mike’s horse bristles and he turns away unexpectedly, bringing you closer to his chest and retreating down the plain and back towards the Temple of Anders.
If Erwin wanted, he and his men could shoot those rebels, who laugh and cheer tauntingly as they drag Levi’s body up and pull it towards one of their horses.
On the side, in a sack on one of the stallions, Erwin spots the tufts of fur from a wolf from the sacred forests, blood dripping from the sawn-off head like a tap.
The foreign rebels are famous for what they’ll do next, and what they’ll show to celebrate the death of the monarchy — the irony of a sacred creature sewn onto a sacred guard to the sacred monarchy.
Erwin turns away. What’s done is done, and the only thing he can do now, is save himself.
Scenario: It’s the night of the bonfire and you’re ready to let loose with Levi; the lifeguard you’ve been crushing on.
AKA - Smut.
Other Parts: PART ONE HERE.
Word Count: 10,014.
Content / Trigger Warnings: Please let me know if I missed anything!
Sex (obviously), unprotected sex, creampie, cunnilingus/eating out, blowjob, handjob, public sex, outside sex, sex on a beach, doggy style, cowgirl, cursing, brief mentions of alcohol, pet-names, slight dominant implications, praise, messy? saliva, cum, etc. I think that’s it! (:
Notes: I barely edited it and so if you find mistakes, please just ignore. It’s been so long since I’ve done writing so it’s a bit rusty but I just want to get back into writing. Please read and hopefully enjoy. I'm a little nervous LMAO. T T
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"If it's a bonfire we're going to. We have to dress like, ultra slutty."
You swear your eyes could have gotten stuck by how hard you rolled them from your best friend's words; lips curling up to form an amused smile. You're sitting in front of the dresser, hands blindly scanning across your make-up products. ”You should totally dress ultra slutty, Eren will love it.” You point out, voice laced with playfulness and you quickly glance towards your best friend to see her reaction. Bingo. Completely flustered. You heard all about your best friend and Eren’s obvious flirting from Levi when he helped you sign out from the hospital. Apparently it was an absolute cringe-fest in Levi’s perspective. Personally, you sure it would have been cute to see Eren pitifully attempt to comfort your best friend, only to lead on commenting how hot she is AND that the ocean would totally not punish such a hottie or her best friend. The comforting worked, at least. You could see it in the way your best friend sheepishly giggles and drops down onto your bed, fingers twirling her hair.
It’s currently afternoon on the Saturday. Only a few days ago were you in hospital. Only a few days ago were you saved from… basically an actual death experience. You died. Briefly. Thankfully, Levi saved you. Breathed life back into you and was there every step of the way to the hospital. Even though you insisted you were completely fine. It was rather endearing that the older male refused to let things go easily. Not to mention, you had your first kiss with him in the back of the ambulance. May not be romantic in most people’s eyes but to you, any kiss with the lifeguard would be a romantic one. He invited you to a bonfire that very same day and now, it is that day. Bonfire time. Your heart thumps wildly in the your chest, inspecting yourself in the mirror.
You’re not against slutty. Slutty is fun. Adventurous. You always feel good when you style yourself up that way. You know it’d work like a charm on Levi but, for tonight… You think that you want to go down two routes. Who says you only have to stick to one style? You bite back a small smile before standing up to walk to your set of drawers, tugging the bottom one open. Your best friend watches with eagerness, crossing her legs. “Ultra slutty?” She asks.
“Not just ultra slutty. I think I’ll leave that for him to just see… Hopefully.” If things go right tonight. Many would probably find you shameless for thinking such ways for only knowing him for just over a week but, hey! One night stands exist and you just feel it in your core. You feel your attraction for the lifeguard deepening so, yeah, maybe seduction is one of the plans tonight. Asides from spending quality time with the male, adventuring further to see if what you have with him is clearly only physical or could it potentially be more?
You pull out the two piece bikini in a fiery red, dangling it playfully from the tips of your fingers for your best friend to see. You definitely expected the excited clap from her and the ramblings of how Levi or any man you’d want wouldn’t be able to resist you and you giggle, cheeks hurting from smiling so wide. You could only hope. To hide the bikini, you pick a sundress from your wardrobe that is white and pink petals looking like it’s floating across the fabric. Perfect. Pretty enough to hide the danger beneath.
Not wanting to waste anymore time and desperate to be there at the bonfire location, you swiftly move towards the bathroom, pointing playfully towards your best friend. “You get ready, too. Don’t make us late.” You warn before closing the door and turning the shower on. You place your planned outfit on the counter before breathing in deeply, trying to settle your nerves.
“Right, let’s do this.”
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He kept insisting on picking you up. You declined every time. Maybe silly in another person’s eyes but, you wanted his raw reaction to your appearance when you arrived in front of everyone. Sure, it may be a simple sundress for the public eye but, your playful side easily slipped out when you were preparing and so, a bit of a cleavage and dress length at the knees sounds like it’d be more than enough to keep his eyes on you, wondering what could be underneath.
You bite back a giddy smile, listening to your best friend ramble on as you hold onto her hand in the backseat of the uber for moral support. If you didn’t, you felt like you’d melt into some sort of disgusting pile of goo on the uber’s seat and have to pay for cleaning. It’s a miracle that your heart isn’t out of your chest yet.
“I swear, Y/N. Eren better look at me after all this effort I put into this.” Your best friend says with a frustrated huff. You raise an eyebrow as you look towards her. She’s in a pair of tight booty shorts, the strings of her bikini exposed as they’re wrapped around her waist, nothing covering the matching bikini top. You snort softly, squeezing her hand.
“He’s going to be frothing at the mouth, truuuuust me.” You reassure her and look out of the window. The sun is setting, sky full of soft pinks and oranges. Not a cloud in sight. The uber continues to drive down the spiralling road towards the secluded location of the bonfire. It’s part of the beach still but an area that’s closed off to the public. Not everyone, you assume. Apparently the captain in charge.. Erwin, was it? He’s part of the family that owns this part of the beach. Whoever it is— You feel both relieved and spoiled.
The driver slowly comes to a halt in front of a pair of gates, rubbing the back of his neck. “I can’t go any further. Is this okay?” He asks as he looks over his shoulder. Both you and your best friend are already hastily unbuckling yourselves to open the door. “This is perfect, thank you!” You smile warmly and swiped on your phone to add an extra tip. You share pleasantries with the driver before you hear your best friend starting to whine after already expressing her gratitude. ‘So impatient’, you think fondly as you close the door and look towards the gate.
With your arm linked with the other girl, you inspect the fence and just as you were about to press the button for the buzzer, the gates swing open to allow entry. “Come on in, Levi’s gir—“ The stranger’s voice from the intercom is suddenly cut off with a sound of a strangled laugh and you blush. Gir.. girl? Girlfriend? Just girl? Whatever it is; you couldn’t help but grin, heart swelling up with fondness and pull your best friend in with you. It’s rather cute to think that maybe Levi has shown excitement for your approach. The feeling is mutual and so it’s only fair for you feel elated. Your free hand has your dress bunched up as you walk along the sandy path, winding through tall trees, enjoying the sounds of the waves in the distance and the birds twittering away in the tall trees. Each step making your heart ache with anticipation. Why does it feel like eternity since you’ve seen Levi? Are you really crushing that hard on the lifeguard?
Eventually, the trail that has been going up a slope, finally leads down towards the private opening of the beach. You already see the small group of people and the bonfire starting to blaze. Your eyes were scanning, looking for the black-haired male. “Come on, Y/N! Stop daydreaming and get your man.” You hear your best friend playfully hiss against your ear before letting go to run down the sandy hill, arms up to greet the others. Firstly, you could see Eren snapping his head towards your best friend and choking on the beer in his mouth, spluttering. A hand comes up to cover your mouth, hiding the amusement. At least your best friend succeeded.
That’s when you see him. Just a bit behind Eren spluttering about. Levi is smacking a man’s hand away from his shirt that’s unbuttoned to reveal his smooth and toned chest. Even from here as you walk down the hill, you can see his eyebrows pulled together to form a scowl as the other man’s hand— A tall blonde; continues to try and unbutton Levi’s shirt further. He nearly managed to unbutton the one hiding his abs if it wasn’t for Levi’s swift hand smacking the taller male.
“Being a Captain doesn’t mean you can strip me down, Erwin. Stop that—.” Levi warns, face expressing slight annoyance towards his Captain. Though, you have a feeling his respect for the tall blonde is sky-rocketing.
“Aw. Come on. Do it for Y/N. Bet it will turn her— Oh.” Erwin pauses, taking a sip from his ice cold beer as he looks directly at you, smiling. Levi’s gaze follows until his cold gaze meets yours. Instantly, his eyes fill up with a familiar warmth, widening a little and even before you, he couldn’t resist looking you up and down. The tightness of the chest of the sundress, flowing into loose fabric that barely covers your soft thighs, looking so squishable. His fingers twitches. You bite back a knowing smile. Sundress was the perfect answer, it seems. Simple yet, impactful.
“Should I finish my sentence?” Erwin breaks the silence with a deep laugh, hand threatening to unbutton Levi’s shirt once more. “Go annoy someone else.” Levi mutters, completely distracted but still aware enough to smack Erwin’s hand for the final time as he steps closer to you. Erwin smirks behind Levi’s shoulder before deciding to finally leave you two be.
“You arrived safely— That’s great. Great, right. You look great.” Levi says a little too bluntly, his nerves clearly giving him away. You smile, eyebrow raising and you just couldn’t help but tease the black-haired male further.
“Just great?”
“What? No, of course not.”
“You don’t sound so convincing. To think I specifically chose this for…”
Levi has a hopeful glint in his eye when he eagerly waits to hear his name fall from your pretty lips. Still, he’s not going to let your teasing get the better of him. “You look beautiful.” Levi says softly, voice laced with genuine warmth, coaxing butterflies to start fluttering in your stomach, gut clenching. “Thanks. ‘Cause I did choose this for you.” You say softly, leaning in. Your fingers help smooth out the collar of his buttoned up shirt, deliberately grazing against his skin. “Keep some of this just for me later, won’t you? I don’t want everyone to see.” You tease softly through a whisper against his ear, hearing his breath hitch with anticipation.
Levi’s hand automatically lands on your hip and both of you could agree in silence that it just felt right for him to hold you there. A soft chuckle escapes and he decides to play along, ignoring that fact that his daily job literally means often shirtless. “All for you, princess. The same goes for you, huh? If I see any part of this dress becoming undone in front of their eyes, I won’t be too pleased. You’re mine for the night. Aren’t you?” Levi asks breathlessly, steady gaze focusing on you. Rosiness dusts across your cheeks, feeling more warmth than just the sun. Even your heart picks up the pace in heartbeats. Two minutes in and he’s already showing his possessive side. Just the way you like it. It’s endearing, really. As if you’re attending not just for him? Silly.
“I’m leaving for what’s underneath as a surprise.” You hum sweetly, snaking your arms briefly around his neck to pull him in until both of your bodies collide. He’s not much taller than you; bodies able to press perfectly against one another. Even with fabric pitifully trying to block the way, you could feel the warmth radiating off of his body, his muscles tensing from the contact of your soft curves. Levi’s gaze clouds over as he stares at you with pure desire; wanting you in completely.
Not yet. You pull away with reluctance, hand touching his bare chest lightly for a moment. “Later, just you and me. What we both wanted since day one.” Levi says soft enough against your ear and your teeth bite down on your lower lip. It’s always nice to feel reassured that it’s all mutual. The lifeguard you’ve been craving wants you just as bad, if not, worse. Levi desperately needs you and he is no fool to his yearning. Your eyes once more look over him and his fingers twitch with the urge to hold onto your waist. To pull you in close and basically say ‘Back off, she’s mine.’ to his fellow co-workers. He couldn’t, though. Possessiveness in front of others so soon doesn’t seem appropriate. Still, you smile when his hand rests on your lower back and he guides you closer to everyone else. You notice your best friend already giggling at Eren’s words.
“Let’s entertain them for a bit before we sneak off, shall we?”
You smile at his words and nod.
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You find yourself thankful for the bonfire blazing away near you, arms crossing against your chest and hands caressing along your bare arms. The night sky above is glittering with stars but, it still wasn’t enough. Nothing could resist either of you from looking at each other. Levi’s gaze flickers towards yours, his long fingers now dancing gently against the side of your waist. Everyone was too drunk to notice just how close he is to you. It feels comforting to know that you both shared the idea of not becoming intoxicated.. Why? Sometimes being drunk can heightened ‘certain’ experiences but, it’s just not one of those times. It’s as if both of you want to be clear headed. To remember every single detail—
“Can we just get out of here already?”
You bite down on your lower lip to prevent yourself from grinning too much as he whispers against your ear. The hot breath fanning against it leaving you to squirm. “Took you long enough.” You huff, hands latching onto his to give an eager pull, head tilting upwards slightly to look into his clouded gaze. “Lead the way, Mister Lifeguard.” You tease through a purr and he rolls his eyes before he does pull you along, not needing to use much of his strength to do so. Levi makes sure to pluck a towel from the sand as you both finally depart the others.
No one seemed to bother or care to look in your direction as you part from the bonfire. The summer air still warm enough to keep you from shivering properly but.. You fake it. Just a little bit. Free arm to rub along your bare arm as you feign interest in your surroundings. The sandy hills and gentle waves. Levi noticed instantly and without questioning; cause hey, girls feel cold easily — He wraps his arm around your shoulders to gently pull you in, lips grazing against your temple. He couldn’t get over how beautiful you look. Especially under the moonlight. Absolutely irresistible and the older male personally, couldn’t wait to strip you out of your pretty little sundress.
You find yourself leaning into Levi for support as you walk across the sand, feeling your feet sink into it. You have no clue as to where exactly you could go on a beach for some ‘fun’. All you really know is that you’d do it right here if he expressed desire to. Except, he seems to be a man on a mission. “Nearly there, Y/N.” Levi reassures, thumb caressing against your bare shoulder and nudging against the strap of your dress. You could sense his own desperate needs deepening. It’s cute to know that you’re not the only one who is getting impatient. “You know, I’d be happy with right here.” You decide to say, glancing over your shoulder. The bonfire is far enough to look like a tiny dot against the sand. The older male pauses— following your gaze to where they basically abandoned their friends. His long fingers drag through his black hair, teeth clenching together. “You’re tempting me, Y/N. I was planning to take you—”
You cut him off. “Take me there on a future date. Keep it a surprise. Just..” You trail off as you step in close until the front of your body presses against his, hands gently trailing down the length of his arms before so boldly lacing your fingers with his. Your fingers are short compared to his but, fit so perfectly between the gaps of his. Levi could see your gaze clouding further with need and something stirs in his stomach. Fuck. It’s a miracle that he even lasted this long. If he really could have had it his way; he would have been buried deep in your cunt on day one.
“Fucking hell, Y/N.” Levi groans out in the mixture of frustration and affection towards you, one hand letting go of your own as he firmly cups the side of your neck. His lips press against yours hungrily to form a passionate kiss; one that already leaves you breathless and head spinning. You lean up on your toes, ignoring how you sink further into the sand as your soft lips move eagerly against his own pair, easily falling into the rhythm that he provides. His head tilts to deepen the kiss as he pulls you as closely as he could against his body. It baffles you that some commented on him as ‘tiny’ just because he’s shorter than the other men and few ladies on the lifeguard team. Even now, it feels like he towers over you in simply power, leaving you weak at the knees. He loves it. Being able to lean over you as his tongue swipes along your lower lip for permission. Playfully, you refuse it. Keeping your lips pressed together for just that moment. “Sweetheart.” He warns through a low grunt, his hand that hold yours, giving a squeeze before his other hand against your neck travels down to your waist.
You feel saliva smearing against your chin as his tongue drags teasing and slow against your soft skin. The dark-haired male murmurs on how sweet you already taste, mind spinning with the idea of how you’d only taste sweeter between your legs. That’s what motivates him to pry your lips open with his skillful tongue until you’re whining at the invasion. His tongue glides against every inch of your mouth, before rubbing against your tongue. It’s messy. Filthy, even. When you feel the slick saliva dribbling out from you not being able to control anything. He’s the one in control and fuck, do you love it. Your first kiss in the ambulance was nothing like this. It was sweet and to be frank, you didn’t think he’d ever kiss you like this. Silly you, for thinking he’d always be proper and not being able to let go.
Levi is ready to let go of it all completely. His cock is throbbing painfully, eager to be released from it’s constraints. He refuses for now because to him; this is all about you. His pleasure is just a huge bonus. You could feel it despite the layers of clothing. It’s pulsating against thigh, pressing into you. Your hand that he let go of clearly needs to be busy. You try to be sneaky with your movements— simply resting your hand against his own waist, moaning into the kiss. You inch closer and closer. Levi’s hand is swift to slap yours, causing you to gasp at the stinging pain. The pain subsides as he squeezes his hand around yours, pulling away from your lips. Both of you are standing far too close, bodies pressing together. You’re panting, lips coating in the mixture of his and your spit, glistening in the moonlight. He almost goes cross-eyed from just admiring how fucked out you already seem to be just from a kiss.
“As much as I’d love to feel your hand on my cock, I’m the one in control right now. Understood, pretty girl?” Levi whispers against the crook of your jaw, nails digging into the flesh of your hand and you couldn’t help but whimper. Your heart races with excitement from witnessing this dominant side of the lifeguard. It only leaves you squirming, thighs pressing together as a pitiful attempt to contain yourself. “Yes, Captain.” You say lightheartedly, free hand coming up to do a small salute with two of your fingers. Levi bites back a smile from witnessing the endearing act, leaning in to press chaste kiss along your jawline, his hand letting go of yours to slide behind your body, fingers now splaying out across your ass cheek. He bunches the fabric of your sundress as he squeezes the tender flesh of your ass. Your hands grip hopelessly onto his shoulders, needing to hold onto something so you wouldn’t fall from your knees becoming so weak. Discovering only now, that you’re ultra sensitive to the man’s touch.
His tongue dances across your warm flesh as his lips travel down to your neck. “Mark me—” You gasp out as both of his hands now continue to grope your ass cheeks relentlessly, only wishing you were out of the stupid dress now so you could feel the warmth of his palms and nails scraping against your flesh. Levi only hums in response, finding your responses to his touch to be adorable. He definitely likes this needy side of you. His teeth grazes against your neck before he kisses on the warm skin, directly in the middle of your neck. He sucks harshly on your skin, tongue gliding across to feel you squirm in his strong hold. He pulls away with a soft sigh, bringing a hand up to smear the saliva further across your neck, inspecting the dark bruising that has now formed from his eager lips. Perfect. Everyone will see it and that’s what he wants. “You’re all mine, you know? No one will lay a hand on you without receiving broken bones in return.” Levi murmurs, prompting you to exhale out sharply. Possessiveness. Another mega turn on.
“Levi, I swear if you continue to tease me.” You whine, leaning forward to press your own needy kisses against his exposed collarbone, nipping playfully at his pale flesh, watching with eagerness as blood rushes to the surface and leaves a lovely red hue across his skin. His hands that were continuing to tenderly grope your behind pulls away, grabbing the towel that was hanging over his shoulder and drags it off. “You’re impatient. I like to take my time, y’know.” Levi comments with an amused chuckle, watching as your feet shift anxiously in the soft sand. He deliberately goes slow with his movements so you continue to be restless; draping the towel over the sand. It’s definitely not big enough for the two of you. Levi is used to the sand from his profession so he doesn’t give a flying fuck. Neither did you, but… you appreciate the gesture and say nothing. “You’re such a gentleman. From giving me CPR, visiting the hospital and now laying a towel down for me? Phew, lucky girl.” You express with a giggle escaping.
Levi rolls his eyes, gently taking hold of your hand to guide you to step onto the towel. “Am I sensing some bratty moments in our future, Y/N? I’ll put you in your place.” He says, voice dropping lower and his piercing gaze never leaving yours. Oh. You blush profusely, fingers bunching up your dress. You just know the damp patch on your bikini bottoms are going to be completely obvious now. “You are lucky, though. I wouldn’t do this for anyone else. Well, minus the giving CPR. That comes with the job.” The lifeguard remarks, his hands coming up to delicately pull on the tied straps of your sundress, eyes revealing deep hunger as you move to pull the loose fabric down before him. The dress pools around your bare feet, finally revealing the dangerous red bikini. You feel somewhat vulnerable as you stand on display for the lifeguard. He’s quiet as he stares intently.
His cock is starting to hurt, throbbing further as he takes in the glorious sight of your gorgeous figure before him. Levi’s gaze scans across you, taking in the way the tiny strings seem to sit perfectly on your hips. The thin fabric barely able to cover your breasts as they spill out from the sides. You’re dangerous and red, is now his favourite colour. His fingers twitch and it takes everything within him to stop himself from just tugging your bikini bottoms aside and rail you hard. Fuck, his mind is a swirling mess of filthy thoughts. From how you must taste to how tight you’ll be when you squeeze around every inch of his raging cock. Fingers drag through his hair as he shakes his head, lips curling to form a smile of disbelief.
“Y/N, you’re messing with me.” He groans, stepping forward to tenderly cup your cheeks as he presses another fierce kiss to your swollen lips. Usually, he’d love to take his time. Kiss you breathless. Over and over but, you standing before him in nothing but a sinful looking bikini? Fuck his patience. You try to lean into the kiss but, Levi pulls away. His strong arms easily scoop you up and before you could even process it; you find yourself now laying down on the beach towel, blinking innocently as you look up at him, panting softly. He’s kneeling above you, one hand traveling along your side as he quietly admires how beautiful you look on display beneath him. It’s a sight that he thinks he’ll never get used to but, a sight he’ll desperately crave to witness daily to worship for eternity. The tips of his fingers glide along your stomach and he smiles from seeing you squirm from the ticklish touch.
“Noted.” He says and you huff, moving your left knee to nudge against him. “You hush.” You retaliate, lips still forming that pout that he’s a sucker for. Levi’s fingers now brush against your covered womanhood, thankful for the full moon as he’s able to see the damp patch so clearly despite the pair of them being surrounded by darkness. “Baby girl, you’re an eager little thing, aren’t you?” Levi teases, fingers gently pressing further until you feel the fabric press against your sensitive clit, causing your toes to curl and teeth digging into your lower lip as another pitiful attempt to prevent yourself from giving away too much. That even this touch alone is enough to let you unravel. The corners of his lips curl up to form a smirk and he pulls his hand away. The hand unbuttons the rest of his shirt undone until his chiseled abs are now on display for you. Saliva already begins to drip from your parted lips as your gaze focuses on his toned body. The way his bicep muscles tense with his movements of shrugging his shirt off.
He tosses it to the side, arms trapping you between as he grips onto the towel on either side of your head, wanting a moment to admire you once more. “You have no idea how fucking hard I am just from looking at you.” He says, speaking softly as he leans down to kiss just beneath your chin. You bite down on your lip, eyes glancing up to the stars as you feel his lips leave a trail of kisses down towards your chest. The tip of his tongue teasingly dips between your pressed together breasts, hands coming up to squish them together. You glance down as you watch the lifeguard bury his face into your covered breasts, your own hand coming up to cover your mouth, muffling the soft sounds that escape. Levi breathes in deeply, inhaling the subtle sweet scent of whatever perfume you’re wearing. God, he could never decide if he’s a boob or ass man. He selfishly wants both. Blindly, he reaches around to untie the bikini. You oblige by arching upwards.
“Good girl.” He praises with ease as he tugs away the skimpy bikini top and lifts his head to watch as your breasts spill out and be free from the clothing that barely contained them. He sighs heavily, head hanging forward. This is unfair. How could someone be so perfect in every way? Half of your face hides behind your hand as you shyly glance towards him. “What is it? They’re not.. bad, are they?” You ask timidly, wondering where your confidence is. Levi shakes his head quickly, large hands now cupping your breasts to give a loving squeeze. “Beyond good, darling. Are you getting shy on me now? Cute.” He comments as his index fingers gently flick against your hardened buds, noticing the way you whimper from the contact. The mere thought of you responding so sweetly to a moment of pain is enough to fuel the sadist in him but, it’s not time for that.
He lowers himself over you, one hand still massaging your soft breast. The warmth of his breath fans over the one receiving no attention before his lips wrap around the sensitive nipple to suck on sweetly, lips parting further to take more of you into his mouth, groans muffled. You pant heavily, one hand coming up to thread your fingers through his silky hair to give a sweet pull. It only encourages him. Levi shifts, his right leg pressing against yours, guiding it to move up with his so your legs were spread out further and his covered crotch is pressing against yours. You could feel it. His contained length throbbing against your soaking core. Everything he does, leaves your heart racing and lips forever to parted to let out the needy sounds. The way his leg pushed yours upwards so he could press down against you. The way you could feel his tongue swirl around your nipple as he sucks on your tit with eagerness, drool seeping out as he frankly did not care about leaving a mess.
The towel bunches up slowly beneath you as you continue to squirm against it, unable to do anything but take what he happily gives you. The pleasure leaving you hot and flushed. Your toes curl into the sand and nails grazing along his scalp. The reactions only encourage him, pinching your other nipple to tease, twisting and pulling just hard enough for you to feel the sweet pain that leaves you whining out for him. “Levi..” You whine out loudly, face turning to rub against the towel, feeling completely blissed out just from the attention to your breasts. The lifeguard only hums in response, deciding to switch his mouth to the other nipple to suck on, tongue flicking against it. His hand moves to squeeze the other breast, smearing his saliva against the squishy flesh. His back stays curved just so he could give your breasts attention as he slowly grinds against you, finally needing just a tiny bit of relief for his hard aching cock. The friction coaxes out a low moan of your name, teeth grazing against your nipple before he pulls away with a heavy pant.
“Levi, please— Let me.. Wan’ touch you.” You plead quietly and if it was any other day, Levi would have happily gave in to feel either your hand or wet mouth around his cock. He promised to himself tonight that this was all about you, though. “You’re going to lay there and take what I give you. Like the good girl I know you are.” He gently reminds, hand caressing your rosy cheek as he gazes down at you; eyes a swirl of fondness and desire for you. You pout a little, ignoring how your heart flutters from basically being treated like a pillow princess. Well… minus the pillow. He waits to see if you’d retaliate and soon smiles when he knows you’re obeying him. Truly, such a good girl for him. He adores it.
His hands gently grip onto your knees to keep your legs apart as he leans down to press hot, sloppy kisses down your soft tummy, allowing you to wiggle beneath him. “Tsk, how are you going to handle me fucking you if you’re already so squirmy?” He teases, teeth latching onto the edge of your bikini bottoms to give a teasing tug. You whimper, hands covering your face once more as you feel so flushed. The cool night breeze isn’t enough for you. You just feel so hot as you lay there for him, taking every touch he blesses you with. Levi could smell your excitement and it drives him further, fingers quick to untie the sides of the bottoms before he tugs them off. Instantly, your face heats up. You didn’t think it could feel any hotter but, it’s only natural when he’s staring so intensely at your dripping pussy.
“Fuck.” He curses out in near disbelief again from just how pretty you are; pussy alone. The entirety of you is nearly beyond what he can comprehend. Fingers are gentle when he they push apart your slick covered folds to inspect your further. The way your clit looks so inviting to suck and kiss on. The way your juices just slowly drip downwards onto the towel. The way your hole clenches around nothing and looking so inviting for his cock to just bury deep in. He has to wait, though. Just a little longer. If it’s possible. His long fingers stroke up and down your pussy, watching in silent amazement at how quickly his fingers get coated with your excitement.
“Such a pretty pussy.” He compliments quietly and you’re panting from feeling his featherlight touch of his stroking fingers, your hands gripping onto the towel. Were you always this sensitive? You couldn’t remember being this riled up by a man’s touch. Maybe it’s because it’s the lifeguard and you clearly festered both a romantic crush and deep attraction for him. Levi shifts to look at you as his fingers become more firm with his touch. It’s still gentle, swiping up and down slowly and barely brushing against your clit. You feel it throb and let out a whine, trying to angle your hips to feel more. Levi chuckles softly, pressing loving kisses to your inner thighs that quiver. “So needy for me.” He purrs softly, finally giving in for you. Long fingers tease around your tight entrance before slowly pressing in middle finger in. His own head hangs forward as he feels your inner walls squeeze around the new intrusion. It feels so warm and inviting. Wet enough to practically suck his finger in.
With one final kiss to your womanhood, Levi’s tongue meets your clit. You choke on your own moans from the new sensations. Your velvety walls squeezing around his finger that slowly pumps in and out. You feel his tongue swirling around your throbbing clit, the pleasure surging up your body already enough to coax you to tremble. You feel too sensitive— Clear from how your legs clench around the lifeguard’s head. Levi doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s just endeared and encouraged to go further. His long middle finger continues to slide in and out with ease, pushing in deep as he could to feel more of you as he presses sloppy kisses and tongue dragging against your clit. His wet muscle flicks against your clit repeatedly, watching with eyes alight with passion for your reactions. Each squirm. Each wiggle. The way his name sounds like a prayer you’re chanting between your needy moans. All of it is glorious to him.
He slides his index finger with his middle to stretch your hole out further, watching as you sob out in ecstasy already from the pleasure that washes over you in waves. Your eyes stay open as you stare up at the night sky, lips open and drool seeping out. It feels so good, the way his tongue expertly rolls against your clit and how his long fingers seem to reach further, angling enough until your body jolts with something further. “F-Fuck.” You stutter out, hand quickly gripping onto his black hair. Levi’s head tilts slightly, keeping his fingers angled as he continues to relentlessly finger you in the same position, enjoying the wet sloppy sounds of your pussy and your internal walls squeezing around his fingers. It only drives his imagination to go crazy and crave for further things. He’s not going to. Not yet. Not until you cum around his fingers first. He’s evil like that. One orgasm is never enough for his eyes to witness.
Your eyes roll back before closing tightly, the sounds of your moans becoming louder as his fingers continue to abuse the sweet spot in you, leaving you trembling and your face scrunching up. Unable to contain just how heavenly it all feels. Your stomach begins to feel tight and hot. The desperation to let go going further. Fuck, you know you need to. You try to hold it back. Thinking it’d be unfair to climax without him doing it alongside you. “Le-ah… Levi— Please. I can’t— If you keep— Nnghh..” You whimper out loudly, unable to form a proper sentence to warn the lifeguard. He snorts quietly, face burying further against you as his tongue rubs against your clit and fingers skilfully sliding in and out. Not too rough. Just enough to drive you further. Your nails dig harshly into his scalp as you try to grip onto his hair. The stars seem to double in the sky as your built up high finally snaps.
His arm wrapped around your thigh loosens up once he begins to feel your thighs tremble hard through your orgasm. The lifeguard watches in silent adoration, taking in every way your body relaxes. Muscles tensing up, only to relax. Toes curling and legs squirming against the towel and sand. You’re panting heavily between your needy cries, face still scrunched up as you truly can’t comprehend the explosion of an orgasm you’re feeling. Just from his fingers and tongue alone. Your body and mind feels like jelly. Unable to think of anything as you lay there, happily riding the absolute bliss. Levi’s hands tenderly stroke your thighs, smearing your slick across your skin.
“Such a good girl.” He praises you gently, prompting a shy smile to appear across your face. “Hush..” You mumble, knee bumping against his face lightly from where he lays. Levi chuckles softly before leaning down to slowly drag his tongue up between your folds, collecting more of your sweetness to consume. “The sweetest, too.” Levi groans out. You whimper softly, feeling too sensitive from just climaxing. He doesn’t care. “Please let me just touch your cock. I haven’t even seen you yet! Bit unfair…” You complain, lips forming your signature pout once more. Levi snorts. He is leaning on his knees now, hands rubbing still along your legs, fingertips massaging your muscles.
Levi thinks it’s a miracle that he’s even lasted this long without whipping his cock out and, could he truly deny himself this pleasure? The dark-haired male’s tongue drags along his lips, still able to taste you. “Come on, then.” His long fingers gesture for you to sit up and his eyes widen momentarily from just how quick you obey him. You sit up properly, eyes eager and darting from his face to his crotch. “You’re like a puppy.” Levi comments, ignoring the way your cute eagerness just makes his raging cock throb.
His fingers slip past the elastic band of his boardshorts before he slowly begins to pull it down. He’s still teasing you. Intentionally and you know it. You huff quietly and your eyes focus on seeing a nice trimmed area around the base of his— Oh. You watch as his thick erection finally springs out from the horrible constraints. He’s big, which unsurprisingly you weren’t truly expecting. All you knew was that you’d be obsessed with his cock no matter how it looks. You lean in close to inspect the way his cock curves slightly, two veins protruding slightly along the length of it and the perfectly pink-ish tip leaking with pre-cum already. Will it even fit? You couldn’t help but wonder.
Levi watches you anxiously as you just stare at his cock, hand extending out to brush the hair out of your eyes. “Hurry up and touch my cock. It’s what you wanted.” He huffs out the order, prompting a shy giggle to escape you, cheeks feeling hot. “Your cock is so pretty, I’m obsessed.” You say sweetly, shifting your body until your knees dig into the beach towel, one hand planted against it as your other reaches for his length. Your fingers wrap around the base of his cock, feeling it throb in your hold and your warm breath fan against the tip. Levi’s breath hitches, looking down at you in a rather vulnerable position. Ass hovering up before him and face pressing against his erection. He finds himself wishing he could tattoo this image in his mind to have for life.
He tries to stay quiet, minus the soft panting that escapes as he tries to contain himself from not showing too much. Your hand begins to gently stroke along the entire length of his cock, fingertips just being able to touch around the thickness. He’s going to stretch you out so well and your pussy is already dripping with need. You look up at him from beneath your long lashes as your lips wrap around the leaking tip and suckle on it gently, allowing saliva to dribble out. Levi groans, fingers threading through your hair to grip firmly as he focuses deeply on both the sight and the way his cock feels the wet warmth of your sweet mouth.
Your tongue teasingly swirls several times slowly around the tip, enjoying the salty taste of his pre-cum that leaks as your hand continues to move slowly along the length, fingertips pressing lightly against the protruding veins. Your wrist twists lightly with each stroke and Levi couldn’t help but mutter filth beneath his breath from how good it feels. Just from your hand and tongue alone. It encourages you to squeeze around the base of his cock as your lips stretch around the width of his throbbing cock, moans muffled by your mouth stuffed full. It sends vibrations along his length and he strangles out his own moan of your name, tugging on your hair.
You begin to slide your mouth along. You keep your jaw nice and slack so you’re able to take most of him into your mouth. The tip brushes against the back of your throat as you take him further, prompting you to gag lightly. It sounds heavenly to his ears, always been a lover of the wet sounds of a blowjob. He presses gently on the back of your head, forcing you to take more, which you do so eagerly. You don’t care about choking. Hell, you love the feeling of it. Throat stuffed full of his cock and the only access to breathe is through your nose heavily. Your throat muscles constrict around his pulsating cock and it coaxes a tremble out of his body, hips bucking slightly.
Your tongue presses against the underside and no matter how much you slurp up your saliva, more just continues to spill out. The blowjob is filthy and loud. Just the way he likes it. Levi wouldn’t give a flying fuck if one of their friends happens to walk by on the beach. All he can think about is your heavenly mouth wrapped so sweetly and taking every inch of his length. He didn’t care about the salty air or sand between his toes. He just wants you. As you continue to fuck your mouth onto his cock, he could feel the hotness in his stomach tighten with the need to release. The desperate build continues and this isn’t where he wanted to finish. “Fuck— Baby. Stop, I want to fuck you properly.” Levi breathes out heavily, eyelids heavy as he looks down at you.
You whine, wanting to continue to taste his cock on your tongue but, you obey and slide your mouth off with an audible pop. You couldn’t stop yourself from breathing heavily as you lacked air for so long. A string of saliva connects from your lips to the pulsing tip of his length. Your chest rises and falls with each deep breath, leaning forward to give the tip a loving kiss. Levi hisses lowly, already kicking off his boardshorts properly before reaching into the pockets for the condom he tucked away hours before.
“No.” You say, playfully swatting at the condom in his hand, still on your knees. He looks at you for a moment with an eyebrow raised. “Wan’ be stuffed full of your cum.” You say sweetly and his brain instantly short-circuits. Cum. Inside. Fuck. His hands roughly cup your cheeks, forcing you to kneel up before he presses a fierce kiss to your lips. You couldn’t help but moan at the taste of yourself still lingering on his lips. “You’re so filthy, I’ll break you.” He breathes out before his hands forcefully move your body. You found yourself turned around, unable to see him. A soft mewl escapes your lips as his hand pushes against your back until your breasts meet the towel and sand. You could barely focus on trying to straighten the fabric beneath you as his large hands grope your ass cheek with roughness.
Levi’s nails drag along your ass before his hands spread outwards until he could see everything. Your face feels hot once more from being moved into such a compromising position, nuzzling your face into the towel. He watches as your juices slowly drip from your pussy, clearly ready to invite him in. He’s going in bare. No condom. He’ll be able to feel— Fuck, he couldn’t wait anymore. Courtesies be damned. One hand keeps you spread out for him as his other holds the base of his cock. For several moments, he just rubs his throbbing length between your slick folds, breath becoming heavy. “Don’t you dare stay quiet.” He warns you gently before pushing the tip of his cock into your tight hole.
You whimper loudly when you feel just the head pressing into you. You could barely focus on how both of his hands grip onto your ass now, ignoring the stretch of your cheeks and only wishing you could see his face. The lifeguard watches as he slowly sinks his thick cock into you, deep desire for you only growing as he witnesses every inch disappearing as your velvety walls seem to grip onto his cock and pull him in. As if your body acted alone on wanting to be filled to the brim of his cock. Levi’s head tilts back as he groans at the heavenly feeling of your tight, wet hole.
Your hand reaches out to pitifully grip onto soft sand, trying to get used to the sweet painful feeling of his erection stretching you out so quickly. You pant heavily between whimpering moans, mouth hanging open and eyes barely able to focus on the dot of red in the far distance; the bonfire. Here you are, ass propped up and Levi’s cock buried so deeply inside of you. Levi’s hand reassuringly strokes along your side as he leans forward to press chaste kisses against the back of your shoulder, feeling his hot breath. “You feel like fucking heaven..” Levi mutters breathlessly and selfishly, he doesn’t even wait for your signal to continue as he starts to pull out, only to fuck back into you.
You blush at his words, head tilting to press against the towel and it muffles your already loud moans as he takes his time fucking into you. Levi feels almost delirious as he feels your slick walls stretching out for him but staying wrapped so snug and tight around him each time his length invades your sweet hole. He grunts, reaching out to grip onto your hair, forcing your head to tilt to the side so he could hear your beautiful moans of his name. You squeeze around his length, feeling him dragging along your inner walls. It only leaves you sobbing out for him, addicted to the pleasurable feeling. How will you ever live without his cock again? It drives the lifeguard further and he picks up the pace of his thrusts. Skin slapping against skin becoming louder and mixing with both and his own sounds that continue to escape.
The dark-haired male drills his cock into you relentlessly, fucking you into the ground of the beach. The sound of the gentle waves weren’t enough to mask anything anymore. He’s thrilled by the squelching sound of your pussy as he continues to fuck you, fingers gripping onto your hips hard enough to leave bruising. Levi’s eyes are closed tightly, riding the sweet pleasure he feels as you continue to squeeze around him. Your moans turn into loud cries, body jerking forward each time he slams his thick into your hole, stuffing you full to the brim. One of his hand travels along your hot skin until it presses flat against your lower stomach. He’s leaning over you, whispering into your ear.
“Feel that, baby? Can feel my own cock inside of you.” He presses down further, feeling your stomach bulge as his cock fucks into you deep. You whimper loudly from feeling every inch, tears glued to your long lashes. “L-Levi, please..” You beg, arching into his hand. He chuckles breathlessly, reaching for your hand in the sand until his fingers lace with yours. He pulls his length out until it’s only the tip before he slams back into you. He repeats it, breath ragged and unable to ever get used to feeling of your sweet dripping cunt. “Ah~ Wan’ face— see.. please!” You babble out, feeling as if your mind is slipping away as you’re completely embraced by the pleasure he blesses you with.
The lifeguard is panting heavily, heart jumping at the idea that briefly crosses his mind. Even if he loves the stunning sight of your cunt squeezing around his invading cock; the idea of you on top becomes more appealing. Levi slides his cock out, noticing it already dripping with your juices. “Come on, Baby.” He groans at the loss of your hole, hands lifting you up. Your body already feels like melting jelly, but you obey his guidance by moving until bodies are twisting and he’s the one now laying down on the crinkled towel, cock slapping against his toned stomach.
“Good girl. So pretty. Such a pretty girl, going to make me feel all sorts of pleasure, hm?” He praises, prompting you to feel giddiness as you straddle him with ease. One of your hands gently takes hold of his cock once more to position against your needy hole. Sweat lightly coats both of your bodies and Levi is watching with silent desperation as you position yourself. He needs your cunt again. His palms caress your weak thighs as silent encouragement, chewing on his lower lip. You finally sink down onto his cock and the pair of you moan together. All over again, you feel the stretching pain subside quickly as his length buries deep inside of your pussy. You look down to see the lifeguard looking like he’s on some high, which he definitely feels like he is as your warm, slick covered walls clench around his throbbing cock.
Pretty moans are dragged out of you as you begin to ride his length like it’s the only thing your body was created for. You move eagerly; up and down. Unable to contain the ecstasy that surges through you. Levi thinks the entirety of you is an enchanting sight — From the way your breasts bounce, to how your cunt just swallows his cock so eagerly each time you slide down, the wetness of your womanhood aiding with each swift slide. Even the way you roll your hips is heavenly. His hands slide up your thighs, fingertips ghosting across your hips. You angle yourself into his grip, pressing your chest against his. You whimper directly against his ear, pressing wet kisses to his jawline as you fuck yourself onto his perfect cock.
His hands squeeze your hips before he holds you in place, preventing yourself from grinding down on his cock and begins to pound up into you, head falling back onto the beach towel as he groans from the pleasurable feeling that continues to smother his own length. You gasp sharply when his thickness begins to drill into you, abusing that sweet spot that leaves you seeing extra stars for the night. You’re clinging onto him, nails digging into his shoulders as you sob, feeling overwhelmed and overstimulated from the way he fucks deep, dragging along your walls that continue to clench, as if your hole is begging for him to stay inside.
It’s all becoming too much. You’ve become a big crybaby in his arms as you just simply enjoy being used by the lifeguard. Utterly drunk off of the delectation and all over again, you could feel the rush of the orgasm approaching. “Le-Levi!” You choke out as you tighten your hold on him. Levi groans, feeling his own orgasm rapidly approaching him as he fixates on his hips thrusting upwards sharply. “Let go, sweetheart.” He whispers, sounding like the oxygen was already knock out of him, strands of hair sticking to his temples from the sweat. Your face is buried against his neck and as you hang on for dear life, the last few sloppy yet deep thrusts sent you over the edge for the second time.
Your mind is completely wiped, eyes rolling and crying out loudly for the lifeguard as your body trembles on top of him, walls clenching repeatedly squeezing around his thickness as if hungry to milk him of every drop of his own cum. Levi groans, arms wrapping around your waist to embrace you, giving one last final thrust through your orgasm until he finds himself chasing you over the edge. He’s panting heavily, thigh muscles tensing and hips stuttering as his cum spills from the sensitive tip of his cock, pumping you full of his hot, sticky cum. “Good girl, fuck.. You feel so- fuck..” He murmurs breathlessly, unable to focus on anything but the pleasure surging through his body and leaving his head spinning.
He slowly rides out both his and your orgasm by slowly thrusting into you, noticing how much full you feel from his seed filling you up to the brim and even dripping slowly from your stuffed hole. His cock being coated with a mixture of your slick with his cum. You’re panting heavily, an occasional whine escaping in response to his cock slowly sliding in and out of you; each glide of his cock with ease. “You’re perfect.” He whispers softly, pressing a kiss to the top of your head as you continue to cling onto him.
You feel like you’re floating, completely buzzed from being blessed with two orgasms. Truly overstimulated, you don’t think you’d be able to handle anything else. You feel sweaty and sand— It was unavoidable, even with a towel. You couldn’t stop yourself from giggling as you continue to lay on top of him, pressing lazy kisses to his neck. The corners of his lips curl slightly from hearing your endearing giggle. “What’s so funny?” He asks with an eyebrow raising, hand caressing along your back. “I never fucked on a beach before. Was definitely an experience.” You comment lightly, ears finally starting to tune in on the wind through the trees in the distance and the waves of the ocean. “A good experience, I hope.” He grunts as he finally decides to slide out of your comforting warmth, feeling his own sticky cum oozing out onto his lap. He refuses to move, just hugging onto your waist.
You squirm from the sticky feeling between your legs, pouting at the loss of his pretty cock inside of you. You shift yourself until you’re hovering above, face to face. “The best experience.” You whisper before leaning down to press a loving kiss to his sweet tiers. You could still taste yourself on his lips and it prompts your face to heat up. He smiles against your lips, a hand coming up to cup the back of your head. His lips move slowly against yours, savouring the kiss and pouring everything into it. It leaves you breathless again, fingertips brushing along his neck before you finally pull away from the kiss.
Quietly, Levi sits up slightly to try and straighten out the towel beneath him, one arm still wrapped around your waist. You grin, brushing the sand out of his hair. Well, the best you could. He smiles softly towards you, gaze holding warmth. He uses his strength to move you with ease until you’re both laying on your sides, facing each other and legs tangled. Clothes lay forgotten to the side, abandoned condom on top. Your hand rests against his toned chest, silently admiring him. Tonight was perfect. Sure, to others it may not be so appealing to fuck in an open space. You’re 100% sure that the sounds of your pleasure would have carried with the wind towards your friends at the bonfire. Everything was public. Still public, as you lay beneath the stars and gentle moonlight. You like it. Even if others exist on the beach — Night or day, it always just felt like you were in your own world with Levi. Besides, it’s rather attractive that someone ‘oh so serious’ seems to be into public sex and possessive over you.
Levi takes hold of your hand, bringing it up to his lips and he kisses each of your knuckles tenderly before his long fingers lace with yours. He didn’t care about the bodily fluids drying up. He just wants to hold your hand. He wants to hold you, all through the night. To hell with the mess, really. Both of you can just wash up later at his apartment. Mm. He smiles at the thought of you sharing a shower with him. You give him a questioning look, head tilting slightly and your thumb caressing his hand lightly. Levi inhales deeply before leaning in until his forehead rests against yours, noses brushing against each other.
“I just look forward to even more time with you.” He whispers, not caring how bold it is of him. It’s how he feels. It’s genuine. No one else has ever captured his heart like you did when you walked through the door to ask help for the lost little girl. Levi is the type to be honest and he definitely refuses to hide anything from you, the one he’s falling in love with. You smile softly, easily melting at his words. Heart becoming jelly, just like your body. You kiss him softly before snuggling into him, closing your eyes. You have no intention of moving an inch away from the lifeguard that you’re falling so deeply for. You look up towards the dark sky. Your previous empty mind now swirling with love and affection you hold for Levi. You breathe in before you finally, sigh out happily.
a small snippet from my levi x oc!fem story, had to share. and adjusted it a bit
(here levi and reader are not yet in a relationship, but have smth going on)
levi x fem!reader, she/her pronouns, smut, fluff, hurt/comfort, emotional sex/rough sex, orgasms, mention of bruises
She tossed and turned, has trouble falling back asleep. Levi had been on expedition with the other soldiers for almost a month now, and slowly she couldn't take it anymore. She was worried because the headquarters had not received any signs of life.
Now it was deep in the night and she stared at the ceiling, thinking about whether Levi and the others were okay. She took a deep breath, then sighed. After a few seconds she straightened up, got out of bed and left the room in her nightgown. She wanted to walk a few steps, hoping that it would make her more tired and take her mind off things.
Alone, she walked through the silent, almost dark hallway until she suddenly heard something. She stopped and looked up, seeing someone a little further ahead. Looking closer, she recognized him and her heart leapt. "Levi!" she spoke and quickly walked towards him, falling around his neck, hugging him tightly, rejoicing that he had returned safely. Levi exhaled heavily and she felt him put his arms around her. "Thank God you're okay," she said with relief, breaking away from him to put her hands against his cheeks.
He looked tired and exhausted, even if he didn't give in to the feelings. He just nodded, put his hand to her cheek and stroked her warm, soft skin. Security. Levi grew warmer in a moment. "Are you okay? Does anything hurt?" she asked worriedly, scanning him, but then quickly looked him in the eyes again. Levi shook his head slightly. She exhaled in relief. "Do you want me to help you? Do you need anything or do you want to be alone?".
Questions, too many questions. She asked too many, too much.
Stay with me.
He wanted her with him.
Levi didn't answer. She thought that maybe he was too exhausted, too tired, and had no strength to say anything. Understandable. She took his hands in hers and looked up at him. "Come with me," she spoke softly, then led him with her to his room. Once she arrived, she turned on the oil lamp, soft light illuminating the room. Levi stopped in the middle of the room. "You must be very tired..." she said, walking to him. "We didn't know you would come back in the middle of the night". They didn't even know when they would be back.
She raised her hands, undid the button of Levi's cape and took it off, laying it over a chair. Gently, she brushed off his jacket, placing it over the chair as well. Levi watched her every move with dark, tired eyes. She hardly dared to ask and put her hands to the collar of Levi's shirt. "How did the expedition go?" she started cautiously, then looked into his eyes, which were looking into hers. "Acceptable," was the only thing she got in response, and that was more than she expected. His voice sounded rough and dark, even a little hoarse. She nodded thoughtfully and moved her hands to the first button of his shirt. She felt Levi's hard gaze on her.
Levi's eyes then traveled to her collarbone, her cleavage. Her skin looked so soft, felt so warm and feminine. She was so forbiddenly perfect, her scent so sweet, her eyes shining. Levi adored her, admired her, had missed her. Her and her closeness. So perfect, so good, so innocent.
"Why are you still awake," came suddenly from him, not loudly, but loud enough to hear. She undid the first top buttons of his shirt and said, "I couldn't sleep anymore. I was worried. About the others and about you." Levi swallowed hard, closing his eyes briefly. About me? It tickled him and a warm shiver ran down his spine. Thin little hairs stood up on his skin. Her hands traveled further down the buttons until Levi suddenly gripped her wrist. She looked up at him.
"You sure you don't want me to leave you alone?" she asked, the innocence in her eyes nearly driving Levi out of his mind. It makes him crazy. Good thing he couldn't think straight right now anyway. He swallowed again and briefly studied her face. He hadn’t seen it in weeks. So beautiful, so flawlessly perfect. She swallowed at his stare, wondering if maybe she was overdoing it and should let him have his rest.
But these worries vanished when Levi suddenly placed his lips very gently on hers. It was so light that she hadn't felt it at first. She paused in surprise and lightly reciprocated just before Levi moved to within a few millimeters of her. She looked at him cautiously, then gently placed her hands on the back of his neck, feeling the goosebumps on his skin. Levi felt her thumbs gently stroking his skin, looking at him like no one else ever had before. He could break down on the spot, but he didn't. Instead, he kissed her again. This time more wanting, more intimate. At the waist, he pulled her to him and let his hands run over her sides. He wanted to touch her. He wanted to be near her. Feel her, see her, hear her. He wanted everything from her, and he was selfish. But he needed her. Needed her right now and with every fibre they got.
His calloused hands ran over the soft fabric of her nightgown, then over the skin of her back and arms, up to her neck and face, then moved back to her waist. Levi broke away from her, placing kisses on her jaw and the side of her neck, hearing her breathing in heavily, wanting more from her. She knew what was about to happen and started undoing the remaining buttons of his shirt, stripping it off him. And she didn't blame him for acting the way he did. She could understand him and didn't want to deny his desire.
It laid in his hand, in his power, what is happening next. Levi put his hands on the thin spaghetti straps and pulled them down her shoulder. The dress fell away from her body to the floor, leaving her standing before him in only her underpants. Levi maneuvered her to the bed, propped himself over her. His lips pounced hungrily on her body. She laid her head back on her neck, biting her lip. Levi's desire for her grew every second. But she wanted him to relax. After all, he'd had a rough couple of weeks. "Hey," she said softly, giving his chest a gentle squeeze. "Let me do it," she said, looking at him.
She pushed him away from her so he was on his back and she sat on him. "Relax, Levi," she breathed, running her hands down his chest, bus down to the waistband of his pants. Levi licked his lips, watching as she undid first his belt and then his pants. She brushed his pants off, kneaded his erection through his boxers. Levi inhaled sharply and clawed his hand into her fleshy thigh. She couldn't and wouldn't tease him.
So she pulled down his boxers and gripped his hard length, giving it a few strokes. Levi took a shuddering breath. She smiled and Levi couldn't get enough of it. He sat up unexpectedly, pulling her onto his lap and kissing along her neck. His hand was on her shoulder and traveled down her collarbone to her breast. He massaged it as his lips kissed their way down the left side of her neck. She had her head cocked to the side to give Levi better access while her hand rested on the back of his neck. "Levi," she moaned softly as he spread wet kisses over her skin and exhaled hotly.
His right hand moved to her ass, kneading it briefly, and she slightly lifted her lower body so Levi could remove her panties. His hand stayed there, moving between her legs and teasing her wet spot. She gave a startled moan as Levi unexpectedly entered her with two fingers to stretch her. He bit into her skin as he moved his fingers and she automatically followed the rhythm with her hips. She closed her eyes and moaned softly. After a few moments Levi removed his fingers and she looked down. She held onto his shoulder as she took his hard cock in her hand and brought it to her entrance. When she was directly above him, she slowly lowered her hips and felt her walls stretch for his length. They both inhaled excitedly. She put her other hand on his shoulder as well, still sitting on his lap and looking into his eyes as she began to move her hips.
Levi gritted his teeth, felt a bit of the stress already being taken away from him. She found a rhythm, moving her hips back and forth at a steady pace. His fingers tangled with her hips and his eyebrows drew together slightly. Her hands were on Levi's shoulders and she suddenly pushed him back so that his back hit the mattress. She straightened her upper body slightly and then began bouncing rapidly up and down on his cock.
Levi inhaled in shock, breathing heavily as she increased the pace. He looked up at her. Her breasts moved with every movement, her curls lay wildly, and her head was tilted back on her neck. Eyebrows drawn together and eyes closed, moan after moan slipped from her mouth. Levi was not a religious man. Yet she looked like a goddess. His mouth went dry at the sight. So beautiful. So beautiful just for him. He put his hands on her waist, helping her move up and down, back and forth. She breathed heavily and leaned forward slightly, her hands each resting on one side next to Levi's head. They both groaned as his cock moved in and out of her in rapid thrusts. "Levi," she gasped, and Levi looked up at her, overwhelmed.
He grabbed her and changed position so that she was now on her back. He quickly entered her again, thrusting into her at a brutal pace. His fingers clawed into her skin, almost hurting her. She moaned loudly, sensing that it wouldn't take long before she climaxed. And judging by Levi's thrusts, he wasn't far off either.
"Fuck," he breathed and brought his face to her neck. His teeth sank into her skin, causing her to inhale excitedly. Roughly, he grabbed her face, looking at her as if he owned her. She was getting hot all over. He thrust into her so fast and hard that she thought she would break in two. He grabbed her leg, wrapping it around his waist to hit a better angle. Her hips had begun to meet his as they both sought release. And it was coming. Fast, hard, overwhelming. Levi spurted onto her belly and her body shook, befuddled by the orgasm. They breathed heavily, slowly coming down from their trip after a few moments. She felt Levi's erratic breathing on her skin, whose face he hid in the crook of her neck. He gritted his teeth and swallowed hard, suddenly feeling very bad after the ecstasy. But not physically, mentally.
"I'm sorry," he whispered, lifting his head but unable to look at her. He was too ashamed. She noticed it and frowned slightly. She lifted her hands and put them to his cheeks. Levi looked down at her and her smiled reassuringly at him. He paused, then smirked slightly. He reached to his side, picked up his dirty shirt and wiped the white liquid from her stomach.
"Oh God, shit," he spoke in shock when he saw the dark spots on her hip that he had caused. Why hadn't she said anything? And why hadn't Levi noticed that he'd been too rough? "It's okay," she reassured him, straightening slightly, but Levi shook his head. "If I'd known that- then-. I-.". "Levi," she interrupted him, looking at him in shock. "It's all right. I'm fine," she said, looking him urgently in the eyes. She had never seen Levi so unsure. He didn't want to hurt her. That was the last thing on his mind.
She studied his gaze and sighed softly. He must have still been dazed from the long expedition, and then there was this. Understandably, he couldn't sort out his thoughts. "Hey," she whispered softly and put her arms around his neck, hugging him. Levi paused at first, but then returned the hug after a few moments. "It's all right," she spoke, and he felt her skin on his. Levi closed his eyes and focused on her and her warmth. She placed a soft kiss on his cheek and leaned her forehead against his.
They remained like that for a few seconds until she gently joined her lips with Levi's. He returned carefully. The kiss was slow and tender, quite gentle and pleasurable. Levi lightly pushed her back on the bed without disengaging from her. She was lying on her back, turned slightly to the side. Levi beside her, half above her, to feel her better. Her hand was against his cheek, Levi's right arm around her stomach, the other under her neck, and his hand on her shoulder. His strands tickled her forehead, their lips moving in sync with each other.
After a few minutes, they disengaged from each other, gazing heavily into each other's eyes. Her eyes lit up and Levi asked her what he had done to deserve her. He pressed a kiss to the tip of her nose and leaned his head against the headboard. She snuggled up to him, placing her head against the crook of his neck, resting her hand on his chest. Normally Levi would want to take a shower right now, but now he just wanted to be with her. Levi had never been in love before. But what he felt at moments like this made him think about what love was like.
He’s angry. He can’t fathom how you let yourself flirt and giggle with Erwin and Jean but you barely glance over at him.
You watch as he’s unbuttoning his shirt and you’re trying to fathom how he’s gotten most of his gear off. He pulls his button up shirt apart and you hear some of the buttons hit the floor.
“Levi can-”
His mouth slots against yours and you can feel his tongue wrapping with yours. You push against the taut muscle of his abs, trying to find create some distance between the two of you so that you can breathe. “Levi, wait” you pant and you can feel how hard he is through his pants. He pushes your legs apart with his thigh, nudging between your legs and making sure to catch your clit just right enough to make you want the friction more.
You try to move with him, find some kind of harmony where you can show him that you’re willing to hear him out.
“Levi- wait” you pant, pulling away from him when the back or your legs hit the edge of his bed.
“There’s nothing in that head of yours is there?” He asks, his fingers threading themselves through your hair before he pushes you onto the bed. “You whore yourself out to them too?”
“No!” You squeak, your mind trying to make sense out of what’s gotten him so worked up. Levi doesn’t waste anytime, every time you blink you swear he moves faster and faster. He’s undoing his belt in one moment, you can hear when it hits the floor and when he pulls his zipper down. You feel when he pushes your shirt up and peels your pants off your legs and discards them somewhere.
You feel his cold hands palming at your tits, telling you that you’re his and only his. He’ll remind you of it as many times as he has to.
You’re dizzy when he starts toying with your clit. The pads of his fingers moving in delicious circles and for an instant you forget that he was mad.
“So easy. Sloppy cunt is begging for it, yeah?”
You only nod, a whimper caught in your throat when he moves your panties to the side and exposes your folds to the cool air of the room. He places one kiss to your clit before he licks on stripe up your drooling slit.
“You’re mine! Only mine!” He repeats lining the head of his cock with your entrance, “Gonna show them. Gonna make sure you’re swollen with my fucking kids. Gonna make sure you’re my good little breeding bitch”
He inches himself forward, head thrown back at the feeling of your hot, gummy walls. It’s not the first time he’s had you like this, he’s usually pushing your thighs to your chest and telling you how pretty you are but this is different, his thrusts are sloppier and you can feel the way you’re dripping down his balls and how you crave the delicious pain every time the head of his cock kisses at your cervix. Your tongue feels heavy and you’re so full of him, so full of your Levi.
“Say you’re mine” he breathes, holding himself buried inside of you, cock twitching at your slightest move. His hand comes up to squeeze your cheeks together, forcing you to look at him. “Say I’m your breeding bitch.”
You try to move your hips but he squeezes your jaw a little harder and you know better than to challenge Levi.
“M’ your breeding bitch” you whimper, eyes closing when you feel his hips snapping against yours.
“Fuck yeah you are, you’re gonna take my cum. You’re gonna-shit- Take all of it until you’re knocked up got it?”
You nod weekly, your hand sliding in between both of your bodies to rub at your clit and begging, pleading, and crying out for Levi to make you cum. Dark spots adorn your vision and you barely hear Levi’s promise of filling you up. His dick angled perfectly at your spongey spot with every thrust and you’re digging your nails into his biceps shouting his name as he shoots thick, hot ropes of his seed into you.
You can’t remember why he was mad, not when he’s still hard and his cock is throbbing inside of you. He pinches the inside of your thigh, “we’re not fucking done yet.”
author note :: ok this was very nice to write thank you for requesting it :-)
“watch your step, be careful.” – levi always has a hand close to your waist when he feels comfortable and senses that the two of you are away from invading stares
“have half.” – he’ll offer you part of his meal purely because he feels he should check in on you, he doesn’t ask in a sweet way or anything just a simple “want a bite?” or “eat.” but it means a lot
“got your gear on correctly?” – levi’s hands travel to your straps shoving a finger underneath to test whether or not you’ve tightened your harness appropriately. it’s become a habit for him to check, he likes to reassure himself that you’re safe and secure
“get some sleep.” – he knows how it feels to suffer with three hours or less, most of the time he struggles to even reach two hours. the least he thinks he can do is make sure you’re sleeping soundly
“dear.” – levi murmurs the term of endearment under his breathe as he holds your shaky hands after particularly gut wrenching expeditions. you don’t know why but it makes you feel better even if it’s just for a moment.
“i love you.” – only ever saved for the rarest of occasions. he whispers it into your hair when he believes you aren’t awake. you’ve been lucky enough to catch him in the act twice.
levi loves and cares for you quietly, he won’t spare you a glance as he hands you water, nor will he look at you when you’re hungry. he’ll simply slip some more food onto your plate wordlessly.
he gets worked up when your safety is at risk. when you make mistakes during training you often get a harsh warning but one day after a difficult training session filled with stumbling and tripping, levi loses it.
at first you’re irked, you’re covered in sweat and you want to shower but then you happen to notice the way his eyes glaze over as he speaks
“if you died do you have any idea what would happen?” his fingers dig into the flesh of your shoulders sorely
wincing a little you squirm under his grasp. soon after he realises what he’s doing and takes a step back.
levi retreats almost immediately, doesn’t say a word after that and coops himself up in his office for the next two days
he’s always been avoidant with relationship issues but you know he needs his own time to reflect and come around to a conclusion
at the end of the second day he knocks on your bedroom door without any pauses. as soon as the door is flung open he practically falls right into your shoulders. you think he might cry but all he does is groan.
“if you died everything would go to shit.”
fingers lacing into his scalp and massaging his head you will him into taking it easy. he eventually finds it in him to sigh again without sounding as stressed as before
it’s always been like that. he’s always been first to make amends with you. not because you’re unwilling to apologize but because you know he needs his space
“levi, i know why you worry. don’t say sorry.” your reassurance elicits yet another shaky yet relieved breath.
“thank you.” levi rarely says i love you. thank you happens to be his substitute for when he knows you’re listening but you’re okay with it. he only cares and loves those he’s thankful for.
you aren’t bothered if he doesn’t say i love you out loud. you still happen to remember his deeper professions of love during the nights where he foolishly assumes you’ve slept.
you feel the most loved when he holds onto you tighter, restlessly. it feels like he worries your duvet will eat you up whole and steal you away from him.
all of his daily gestures of affection which may seem unnoticeable to others keep you going
and to be honest you think those gestures are worth much more than the words that accompany them
the subtle way his eyes automatically lookout for your figure in a crowd, to the way he holds your hand under the dinner table not wanting others to notice and interfere
he wants to share his vulnerable moments with you and that specific action where he hands you all of his trust means the most
levi’s actions over words policy is most definitely the key to your heart :-)
yeah, not me, thinking about Levi eating out the reader
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he has you right where he want it. you're wantonly trashing your hands on the bed, trying to grab in to something. fingers catching and fisting the once pristine sheets. your nails almost ripping holes in them. your knees were spread and legs constantly bending, feet sliding against the silky sheets as Levi's tongue slid through your folds. the lewd sound of his mouth on you driving you crazy, making you constantly teeter on the edge.
"Le.. ah... vi..." you gasped, unable to find your voice. as you were nearing the edge, Levi gently scarped his teeth against your inner thigh, right next to the apex of your legs.
"Are you going to cum for me?" he whispered against your thigh as his finger slid from your clit, down to your entrance, pushing two fingers in. slowly twisting them he looked how you gasped, your chest raising rapidly.
"There we go..." he cooed at you, smirk playing on his lips as he dove down to suck on your clit.
"Fuck!" you gasped, your hands flying to his head, pushing him closer.
"Faster... Please..." you moaned, your knees bending and caging in Levi's head. complying with your request he went waster, making you reach the climax. your back arched off the bed, moaning:
"Levi..." as your breath got caught in your throat, your legs locking against Levi's head as you rode your high, his name on your tongue like mantra. your taste on his tongue like honey.
as you were coming down from the precipice of your pleasure, Levi gently preyed open your thighs, and leaned on one of your bent knees, two fingers still gently pumping in you. his eyes transfixed on the way they moved in and out of you, hazy thoughts of his own cock doing the same in the next couple of minutes. you were still arched off the bed, your stare now locked on the ceiling as you were catching your breath.
"Breathe, my love..." Levi said gently to you, his fingers finally leaving your sloppy cunt and the same hand sliding up your body, between your breasts to your neck, making you lower your body back down on the bed.
"You look cute, cumming on my fingers and tongue like that." he smiled at you, leaning down to give you a kiss. a deep kiss that left the aftertaste of your own arousal linger on the tip of your tongue. he leaned back, sitting on his knees to look at the mess you had made. oddly fond look on his face.
"Can I cum on your cock too?" you smiled at him, bitting your finger. without moving a muscle, his eyes jumped to yours. you just shrugged innocently at him. in response, he pulled you closer to his crotch by your hips, making you giggle.
"Wanna be cute on my cock now?" he hummed leaning closer to you.
"Yes, please." you reached up and kissed him.
"I can arrange that." he smirked, grabbing your hand and dragging it down his body to his hard cock.
summary: levi was the Hugh Hefner to your Playboy Bunny, all because of a stupid horny bet. everything was fine until levi saw you talk to your ex, Jean. jealous fueled his veins seeing you smile at him, then seeing Jean whispered something to you made him furious.
content warnings: porn with very little plot, college au! levi (him and y/n are 22), dom!levi, sub!reader, mentioning of jean x fem!reader, dom/sub dynamics, daddy kink, semi-public sex, marking, clothes ripping, mention of masterbating, pet names, praising kink, spanking, jealousy sex (?), face fucking, face slapping, mild cockwarming, brat taming, punishing, clit pinching, overstimulation, breeding kink, unprotected sex, deepthroating, forced gag reflex (?), begging, squirting.
wc: 2.5k
authors note: week two is officially done! next week will be a double post! 10/16, i will be posting a birthday post for the love of my life, and week three of kinktober! ( mikey x fem!reader x draken ) see y'all next week (:
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"you gonna be a good girl for me right?" you nodded, then feeling levi's mouth move closer to you ear, "cause i'd hate to punish you." he whispered, sending chills down your spine.
you made a bet with your boyfriend, it was a stupid horny bet. he knew deep down that you would lose, and did too, but you had to at least try and win, right?
it was simple really, levi wanted to see how long it would take until you would beg for him. there were rules; no touching yourself, no cuddling, nothing that can turn into more. he didn't think you could last a week, and he was right. you missed him. you wanted him, and he caught you at your lowest.
you thought he would be out later than you expected. you also thought he wouldn't have to know, and everything would have been fine. well, that was until he walked in. you were so close, too. not only were you close to your climax, but you were at day six. one more day, he taunted as he pounded that sweet cunt of yours.
and that's how you ended up here. you were at one of your college's traditional halloween parties. it felt like a cliche movie. there were stop-light colored cups, signaling whether you were single, taken, or if it was complicated. and it just happened to be at your ex's frat house. you and jean ended on good terms, you were still friends, and nothing more.
along with levi winning the bet, he got to choose what couple costume you guys had to be. and, he kept it a total surprise. it shocked you, but it fit right. levi was Hugh Hefner and you were his little bunny.
you were wearing a black corset one piece, black lace stockings, black heels, and the classic bunny ears. levi was wearing a red-velvet robe, black dress pants, along with black dress shoes. it was simple, sexy, it's everything you expected out of levi.
just because you were levi's little bunny, that doesn't mean you couldn't have a little fun, right?
as you were filling up you and your raven-haired boyfriend's green cup, you ran into a sweet old friend, jean. ever since you've known him, he's had this obsession with James Bond, and honestly, the costume fit him.
"playboy bunny?" you nodded, slowly moving your eyes towards your boyfriend who just happened to be sitting on a faux throne, "where's your Hugh Hefner?" you threw your head to the side, gesturing to where your boyfriend was.
levi was eyeing you down like if his life depended on it. his eyes were trailing from your cute bunny ears, to your breasts, down to where your lace stockings met with your one piece.
jean chuckled, leaning in towards your ear, "y'know, if you're not serious, come be my play bunny." you almost dropped your drinks, just before you could say another word, levi was standing right next to you. "back off, horse face."
you watched jean step aside, not saying another word. as soon as he was gone, levi grabbed both of the cups and placed them down. he then placed one hand on your cheek, then leaning into your ear, "meet me in the bathroom, in five."
you were fucked.
levi walked away without saying another word. you watched him walk upstairs, which only meant one thing. he wanted you to be loud. jesus fuck.
five minutes felt like an eternity. you knocked on the bathroom door, once, and suddenly, you were pulled in. your back was instantly pressed against the door, then hearing a little lock sound coming from the door, "what did i tell you about being a good girl?" levi said as he caged you with his arms.
his grey colored eyes locking with yours. he was going to fucking ruin you, and you knew you weren't going to be walking out of this bathroom in a standing piece.
"y-you said if i didn't then..then you'd punish me." he chuckled, as his lips ghosted your jawline, "and what happens when you get punished?" your breath hitched, feeling his lips move dangerously towards your neck, "i-i get spanked." levi moved one hand off the door, moving to the back of your one piece, slowly unzipping your leather piece, "so then why were you talking to kirsten?"
as you try and think of something to say, you feel your outfit slowly fall, levi's lips then moving towards your breasts. "he's just a f-friend, levi." his subtle laugh vibrated in your chest as he was sucking, leaving dark purple marks on your plushy breast. "oh, really?" he said tauntingly. you nodded, hoping he wouldn't ask what he said.
"what did he whisper to you?" fucking hell. before you could say a word, levi had bent you over on the counter, "you wanna tell me?" you shook your head, instantly regretting while feeling a harsh slap to your ass in response, "i-it was nothing!"
another smack rang through the air, levi then ripped off your lace stockings. "c'mon princess, stop lying before you get yourself into more trouble." he whispered, while kissing the sweet part of your ear. you're couldn't find the words, you were speechless. not only were you turned on, but his actions made you lose your train of thought.
"fuck." you moaned out, feeling levi's slim fingers find their way to your clothed clit, "i'm going to be nice, and give you one more try." he retracted his fingers, you quietly whined from the missing feeling. "what did he say to you." his words were harsh, cold, and dominate.
you gripped the edge of the counter, staring at the ongoing actions in the mirror. it was lewd, you're about to be fucked in the bathroom, knowing damn well everyone is probably going to hear you. another smack rang through your ears, feeling the burning aftermath. levi groped your ass, squeezing and massaging the plushy muscle. you gave up, it's not like you couldn't handle more, but you wanted him. you were desperate for something to happen.
before he brought his hand down, you stopped him, "he said t-that if we weren't serious..then i should," you felt his prominent bulge on your ass, gripping the counter, hander than your expected, "i should be his play bunny i-instead."
levi chuckled, then quickly turning you around, "answer this correctly, and maybe..just maybe i'll be nice." levi had you caged again, there really was no way out of this. you nodded, "would have you gone with him?" you rolled your eyes, "no." you spat. "don't lie." you inched your face towards his, "i'm not, i swear."
the next thing you felt was his hand wrapped around your jaw, "then prove it." you raised your brow, "get on your knees, bunny." you and levi switched positions, you slowly went down on your knees, not breaking eye contact with him.
you watched him undo his pants, you giggled softly at the small precut stain on his boxers, "did all this turn you on, daddy?" you childish giggled, while pulling down his boxers, watching his hard cock spring out. the tip of his dick was pretty n' pink, you were practically drooling over the sight of it.
there was something about his cock that always made you feel dizzy. it's big, with veins going from the bottom of his shaft, leading its way to the tip.
you spit on the tip of his dick, watching his head fall back, you then gave the tip a sweet kiss, then trailing your kisses down his shaft, "open, y/n." levi spat. you batted your eyelashes, "c'mon, daddy, lemme play a little."
"i swear to god," levi grabbed your jaw harshly, feeling your breathing intensifying, "open before i shove it down your throat." you nodded as his grasp slowly softened.
you flattened your tongue, licking from the bottom, then wrapping your lips around the tip. levi's hand found its way to your hair, making a makeshift ponytail, slowly bobbing your head. you hollow your cheeks, "just like that, baby." levi groaned. "taking me so well." he praised as you began to swallow this cock.
levi loves how well you can take him. when you first met him, you had a gag reflex, but he trained you. slowly, very slowly, he would help you take him deeper, and deeper, til you could practically swallow him. the day you could finally take him was the day he made it all about you. he ate you out, and he praised how well you did for him all that time, and how all that hard work finally paid off.
the tip of your nose kissed his abdomen, he held your head there for a quick second, then letting you proceed. your tongue gliding against each vein, swirling around the tip, and repeating that process til you felt his hot cum spew down your throat.
"good girl." levi praised, as you wiped the corner of your mouth. he then put you back in your original position, "you did so good for me, y'know that, right?" you nodded. "good," he chuckled, leaning into your ear, "cause now i'm going to fucking ruin you."
chills were sent down your spine, while levi's lips connected with yours. your tongues fighting for dominance, feeling his fingers find their way to your panties. you lifted your hips ever-so lightly, letting him pulling them off of you.
levi's lips moved away from yours, "spread your legs." he demanded. you leaned back slightly, placing your palms on the cold sink, then feeling his hand spreading your legs. two of his fingers spread your folds, "so wet, just from that?" you nodded, biting your lip to hold back the desperate moan of you wanting him to touch you.
you then watched him spread your juices on the tip. he pumped his cock a couple times before finally aligning it with your aching cunt. the tip pushed past your entrance, "so fucking tight." he growled, as he inched his cock at an achingly slow pace. "fuck." you moaned out, watching his cock disappear into your wet cunt.
"move, please." your demand earned yourself a little slap on your face. "you're not in place to be making demands here, brat." your grind your hips in response, "d-daddy, please!" you begged. you wanted; no needed, him to move.
"i'm saying—" just before you were about to beg again, levi harshly pounded into you. this time you couldn't hold back your moans. it felt too good to be holding back. his dick was hitting all the right places. the tip hitting your sweet spot instantly, "right there!" you cried out, wanting him to hit that same spot over and over again.
the pad of his thumb and index finger found their way to your sensitive clit, rolling the nub in between his fingers, "oh, fuck!" you whimpered, then feeling a harsh pain on your clit, realizing he pinched it.
"not even here for five -fuck- minutes, and you acted like a fucking brat." as you were about to spit out all your pleas, begging for forgiveness, hoping that your sweet begs would let you come, he stops you. his thrusts were animalistic, harsh, meaningful.
the tip of his dick kissed your cervix, drawn out moans mixed with explicits left your mouth, feeling him ruthlessly pound into you. levi gripped your thighs harsh, so harsh you were convinced there would be marks tomorrow. "did he ever fuck you this good?" you shook your head. he smacked your thigh, "words." he slowed his thrusts down, it was like torture.
"n-no." you spat. his thrusts slowly went back to normal...well, animalistic. the sound of skin slapping was filling the small bathroom. you wrapped your legs around his waist, giving him a new angle to work with. and god, it felt good.
sex with jean wasn't like levi. with jean, it was predictable. there were sometimes where he was rough, but the most he's ever done was edge you...maybe a little spank here and there, but besides that, it was vanilla. with levi, god, it was like an awakening; a kinky awakening to be exact.
levi would punish you til the sun would come up. at some point, there was no coming, you've been edged countless times, and you've also been punished countless times. with levi, he makes you feel alive, he makes you feel like living a life with him is full of risks. the first time levi had put you in your place was your first awakening. he had you do things that you've only seen in porn.
groans and little moans left levi's mouth, as you find your release with a long, drawn out explicit moan. you couldn't help it, and you couldn't spit out the words to tell him. "did i say you could cum?" you shook you head, "what did i say about you coming?" he has a golden rule. that one rule that he's had set since day one. "t-that i have to ask."
levi pinched your inner thigh, "shit!" you winced in the sudden sharp pain, "so then why did you?" his thrusts were slow again. your vision going slightly blurry from him riding out your climax, "l-levi." you threw you head back, feeling his hand slowly connect with your cheek, "eyes on me." he started fucking you again, "you're going to watch me fuck you."
he suddenly grabbed your hand, placing it on top of your sensitive clit, "touch yourself, now." your fingers started playing with your sensitive nub, slowly circling it, your hips jumping, your thighs clenching together as impulse. your head lolled, earning a tsk from levi, "can't listen to one simple rule."
your eyes were back on his, your eyes wandering from the scene below then back to his grey eyes. a thin layer of sweat covering his forehead, then feeling his dick throb in you. "g-gonna breed this pussy." he coughed up, while his thrusts became ruthless again. just the thought of you being pregnant, with his kid made you clench around him, "'gonna make you, mine."
"yesyesyes!" you babbled, "you like that, don't you." you nodded, "me breeding you? your belly all cute n' round." your moans were a mess, you slowly stopping playing with your clit, feeling your climax reach its tipping point, "fuck." he groaned as he painted your walls white. your eyes fluttered to see a clear gush spread all over his abdomen. levi fucked you through your climax, watching your juices splatter all over him.
as levi pulled out, your thighs began shaking from the overstimulation. "jesus fuck, baby." levi laughed, while grabbing some toilet paper to clean you up. you watched levi pull up his pants, then walking over to you, "you did so well for me." he praised, as he planted a soft kiss on your lips, "i love you." just as you were about to say it back, a knock interrupted the sweet moment.
