gross otaku leviathan would totally be into dub-con shit 😭 somno, rap3-play (him receiving), free use (him again)................... I'd love to cherish and respect the boy but when he admit it, and he would, I'd have so much fun making him happy
Since in demonology it’s said that Leviathan is strongest in February can I request a fic where Levi not only gets a power boost and a “stamina” boost during February he also goes into heat, and during this month of romance he’s never had a “mate” of his own until MC finds him like this one Valentine’s Day.
(I hope this isn’t too weird or too much to work with.)
Valentines Day (Leviathan x GN!Reader)
TW: nsfw, tail kink, demon form
Valentine’s Day is the one day of the year Leviathan can actually escape his brothers for the whole day. Lucifer usually goes out with Lord Diavolo to have a few drinks, Mammon is throwing - and stealing - money from strippers at the bar and Satan is locked up in his room, his mind wandering through a romance novel as if he could find the love he so desperately seeks between the pages. Leviathan snorts at the memory of finding Satan buried in his books, and by extension, buried in himself. However, he knows he can’t really judge him for that, seeing as he himself is buried in his own mangas and video games more often than he is present.
Asmodeus, of course, spends the day loving on anyone and anything he can get his hands on; this is his day after all. Beelzebub takes up the dinner invitations of several incubi and succubi and perhaps, if they’re delicious looking as well, he’ll have a little slice of dessert. Belphegor ignores most of the demons that try to get close; if one is lucky, they definitely have to be prepared to sleep several hours as well. Belphie likes to give, but he wants sleep in return. Ugh, the thought that most of his brothers are getting someone or something on this day drives Levi up the wall, at least internally. This is his month, he is the one whose power surges during February, which is ironic considering that Asmodeus should hold the power over the lover’s month. Until this year, Levi could keep his powers under control but seeing as you have been parading around their lives and getting along with him so well, he finds it harder this year to not lash out. How can anyone stand this?
You smell like flowers, mixed with cedar wood; like a fairytale forest in the depths of the darkest ocean or a heavy shot of demonus mixed with a wildberry lillet. Nothing about you makes sense to him right now. His body yearns for yours, which he knows is to blame on the time of year, but his mind is screaming for him to stay away. Would he hurt you? He doesn't think so, but he doesn't know it. Every step you have taken toward him during this month has been met with a heavy step back from Levi and God, he hates the confusion on your face every time. His only chance at getting through this cursed month is to lay low.
You don't understand that, though. Hell, you don't understand anything. Of course you're aware that demons go through different phases and even that they go through heat but that Levi is currently struggling with exactly that? You're not aware of any of it. Everyone just keeps telling you to give him space, but today is valentines day and you want him to be your valentine, especially since everyone else is also busy doing God only knows what. The rejection of the last couple of days, actually, the last two weeks, ever since February started, has hurt and you want answers. So with a box of chocolates in hand - gotta keep the tradition alive - you waltz up to Levi's room and give it a heavy knock.
Levi jumps in his seat upon hearing the knock. His breathing is heavy, his fingers itching and clawing against nothing. He smelled you before you were even close to his room and he knows you're standing right outside waiting for an answer. “D-Dont come in…!” He shouts. Don't you understand? This is for your own good. He can't contain himself if you're this close. Matter of fact, he feels his horns appear on his head, heavy, just like everything else in him feels. Heavy. So heavy. He needs you to be gone because he cannot promise that you'll make it out alive and killing, or worse, taking you is not an option, not for someone like him. “I-Im not feeling well!” It's not a lie.
However, upon hearing his answer, you can't help but feel like he's lying to you. “Tell me what I did Levi… why are you avoiding me?” Your voice sounds almost sad, ringing in his ears as the words are sent straight to his inner demon. Sad? He cannot make you sad. How could he be a worthy mate if he makes you sad? His emotions are running wild inside of him, his demon form has sprung out and he's slipping, slipping, slipping… away from control. “(Y/N) Please…” Levi pleads, his nails digging into anything he can find: his chair, his thighs, his hair. “I-I can't…". It's not your fault, I just can't explain… ugh..” a groan is heard at the end as his demon tries to take control. All he wants to do is take you, claim you, make you his, but how are you supposed to understand that? You have no idea how the heat gets to a demon, how desperately they need to breed and Leviathan is no exception to that, no. On the contrary, considering he rarely ever gets rid of his sexual desires with other demons, it's all pent up inside of him.
Hearing the groan, your confusion is replaced by worry and you decide to open the door despite his protest. “Levi, you're my best friend, actually you're more than that and… oh my god.” Deciding its best to just come out with it, you start your emotional ‘coming clean about your feelings’ speech, but that is soon forgotten as you see him in all his demonic glory. Levi is beautiful, to you, but even more so in his demon form, which has an immediate reaction on your body. You can feel yourself getting hotter, taking in the sight of him, but before you could ask exactly why he is like that, his claws are already on you. Levi lost any ounce of self control the minute you decided to invade his space and he smelled all of you.
Hungry eyes stare at you and you can tell, the Leviathan you know is gone. You're just lucky enough that he feathered your fall with his arms around your fragile body. His nails, however? They are digging into your skin, which you feel now that the shock has worn off. “O-ow…” you wince, trying to push against him, but Levi is having none of it. You walk into his space after he warned you? “This is your fault…” he growls, leaning down to bury his face in your neck and inhale your scent. Considering the splurge of power coursing through his veins right now, there's no way you're getting him away from you; there's no way he's ever going to leave you again.
“You smell so good…” he breathes out, hot air tickling your neck as his body begins to grind against yours and a shiver is sent through your body. It's almost pathetic how much you affect him, how much space you take up in his mind on a daily basis and now that he has you, trapped beneath him, he cannot let you out of his grasp. The single thought of you escaping him right now is making him growl once more as his hands begin to roam your body, trying to memorize every bump, every curve and every single piece of perfection that it is. “Levi…” you breathe out and he's gone. Yes, yes, yes, that's his name, speak it more, no…. Better yet, scream it to the heavens. “Going to make you mine…” he mumbles, pulling out of your neck to crash his lips onto yours.
The kiss is vicious, hungry, but still sloppy, just like one would expect from the Otaku. His tail is swishing back and forth behind him, slithering up your leg every once in a while. Every inch of him needs to feel every inch of you. “Touch me…” it's almost a plea as he breaks from the kiss and his body tenses in surprise when you actually follow his plea. His hands travel under your shirt and you don't mind. His hands don't feel inexperienced, though, as you later find out, it's his demon taking complete control. It doesn't matter though, his touch is exactly what your burning body needs and he can smell the desire radiating off of you, sending signals straight to his already hard cock.
Suddenly, Levi's warmth leaves your body and confusion clouds your mind. Had he not liked it? You sure have. "W-what's wrong?” You ask, almost timidly. Your eyes follow his movements, watching as he releases his upper body of his clothes. Purple scales decorate his chest and neck in an uneven pattern; random just like he himself is. You notice those same scales reaching down his tail before it becomes completely black. God, he's gorgeous, you think, as he puts himself on display. His eyes never leave yours, but his chin dips down in a small nod, acknowledging your appreciation of him. A sense of pride fills him at the thought, no, at the confirmation that you want him just as badly as he does you. “Strip.” It's simple, it's one word and it's an order coming directly out of his mouth which you gladly follow. Quickly, almost desperately, you sit up and throw your shirt away, but before you can even attempt to unbutton your pants, Levi's claws have already torn through them and thrown those pesky pants, along with your undergarments, somewhere in his room.
Naked. You're completely and utterly naked in front of him. Sudden embarrassment rushes through you; what if he doesn't like it? Levi just stares, but not because he doesn't like the view, on the contrary, he likes it too much. His demon is screaming, scratching inside of him and he finally… sets him completely free.
His own clothes are ripped from his body as he picks you up and slams you against the nearest wall. You groan upon impact, quick to wrap your arms and legs around him for support. His mouth is claiming yours again. “So good…” and “so beautiful…” and “mine..” is mumbled between heavy kisses, his tongue fighting, claiming and winning over yours. The fact that you're exchanging saliva, his scent beginning to intertwine with yours is driving him insane, but he's not the only one who's losing it. His cock, decorated with the same scales that adorn his body everywhere else, and pulsing against your stomach is all you can think about. Tentatively, one of your hands moves between your bodies to grab ahold of it, earning a moan against your lips as he thrusts into your hand. He's big in his demon form, mostly in width but don't think that his length is anything from normal. His scales begin to glow all over his body as complete and utter desire takes over. “N-need to be inside you…” he whispers moans against your lips, his hips thrusting faster in your hand to get some kind of friction.
Desperation is completely taking him over as one of his own hands moves between you two, trying to find your hole. “Tight…” he mumbles as he pushes a finger in. All of your weight is resting on his one arm but he doesn't care; he's strong. Much stronger than he usually is. “L-levi…!” You gasp, pulling away from his lips to throw your head back against the wall. What has gotten into him? You don't know, or maybe you do, but you certainly don't care right now. “Take me… hghn… Levi.. Just… fuck!” His dick in your hand is twitching, not with release, but with need. He hears your words and he feels the same. Pulling his finger back out, he pulls his dick from your hand and lifts you up a bit higher, letting the crown of his cock poke at your entrance.
But you barely have time to register that because his long, scaly tail has started to wrap itself around your body, “sshh… it'll be fine…” he cooes before his tail stuffs itself in your mouth and your body seems to fall onto his thick length. You moan loudly against the tail in your mouth, nails digging into his shoulders, into the glowing scales. “H-hah…” he breathes out, his mind going completely blank as he finally, finally, feels you wrapped around him. God, how many nights as he sat in his chair, cock in his hand, and imagined how you would feel? Tight? Slick? All his thoughts are thrown out as reality sets in. You feel wonderful, made for him, and his cock agrees as he begins to thrust. Sweat is covering his body, his heat driving him insane as he pierces you with his cock over and over again, earning the sweetest moans from you. “My siren…” he breathes out, throwing his own head back in pure bliss. Your siren song is calling to his demon, bringing him home, as he pounds you against the wall.
“Hghn… fuck…!” You moan out around his tail, letting your tongue play with it in hopes that he feels just as good as you do. Pure ecstasy overcomes you and you swear that no one will be able to make you feel this good again, not like the demon currently buried inside you. Your body clings to him, needing more and oh god, hes giving you everything he has, fucking you wildly, so much that you're sure your back will be bruised from the wall behind you.
But he doesn't stop.
His pace quickens, arms and hands trying to pull you even closer to him. Levi needs you even closer now that his cock is buried deep inside you and all he can think about is filling you up, making you his completely. “Mine… mine…. Mine…” he mumbles, his claws once again digging into your skin. How many nights has he dreamt of this? And now you're the one who initiated by coming into his room after he told you not to.
His cock swells inside of you, stretching you even more as his thrust becomes erratic. "You're MINE!” He growls out, pushing into you once more before spilling his release inside you. His tail tightens around your body, careful not to break anything as spurt after spurt of hot, creamy demon seed is filling you up. This is about him; this is his release. This is about him marking you as his and nothing can come between you now. Your head once again rolls back as you try to continue the friction inside of you. You're not close yet, you haven't cum yet, and you hope and pray to whatever entity is down here that this isn't the last of it.
“L-levi… I'm yours… please…” you beg, rolling your hips on his cock which is still buried inside you. Is he still hard? Oh… Levi just came but none of it was enough for him. His hips are quick to start moving again, but not before his tail pulls out of your mouth to claim it with his lips once more. A long string of saliva follows his tail coming out and he licks his lips at the sight. “The game isn't over…” sweet words promise as his kisses turn hungry again and you're, once again, thrown against the nearest surface.
You'll be bruised by morning, marked up and fucked thoroughly. His tail will be your new favorite toy and his cock will have ruined you for anyone else… not that you'll ever get anyone else.
For he is Leviathan.
Avatar of Envy.
And he'll be damned if he ever lets anyone near you again.
Stupid prank leads to 69!? -Leviathan (OM) x reader
Includes both AFAB and AMAB versions!
Synopsis: You, Mammon and the A-LL all try to prank Lucifer, but he catches you and ties you all up. However, they run put of space in the hallway and your sweet boyfriend walks in on you tied to the bed.
[A/N]: Dude its like 3 am😭 Inspiration hit me though, so I hope you enjoy!
SMUT BENEATH CUT- MINORS BEWARE
It had all started with one idiotic idea of Mammon's, as most conundrums in the House of Lamentation do. He pitched the plan to sneak truth syrup into Lucifer's wine to get him to spill where his valuables were hidden to the Anti-Luci League, and invited you to join in. A plan that, inevitably, ended with Mammon, Satan, and Belphie tied to the stairway ceiling. However, there wasn't enough space for you, he tied you to your bed, head at the bottom, feet on the pillow.
Just as you began to believe that you'd die of boredom, your knight in shining hoodies arrived. As he entered, Levi's eyes could only stare at your vulnerable state.
"W-Why are you tied up!?" Your flustered boyfriend squeaked out.
"Mammon's idea. There wasn't enough space in the hallway." You stated painly, seeing Levi's eyes flash with understanding as he remembered seeing the humorous sight of the three brothers arguing upsidedown, and Satan attempting to swing over to Mammon to attack. He hesitantly shuffled over until he sat beside you, softly testing the ropes around your feet and let out a tiny whistle.
"These are pretty tough, even I'd have a bit of trouble breaking them." A smirk invaded its way onto your lips as you noticed the way he shuffled, and the raging lump in his pants.
"Ooh, Levi, you nasty perv, I didn't think you'd find this so arousing." You took a pause to bask in the way his breath hitched and he grabbed a plush to shove his face into.
"But I suppose with all those hentai games you play, you'd definitely be into this. Bet you really like the view."
Wide, orange eyes met yours, filled with a cautious hope. He mumbled something so quiet that you couldn't hear, his mouth also muffled by the plushie.
"Sorry, darling, but can you repeat that?" He gave you a glare, but complied.
"C-can we please......69....?" Your eyes went wide for a second, but you just grinned and nodded.
Leviathan stood up and began to unbuckle his belt so quickly, you were suprised he didn't get whiplash. Then he climbed over you softly, so his crotch was level with your face.
AFAB:
Levi's nimble fingers worked at pulling your pants and underwear down ferally, with the same intensity as him playing his favorite rythym game. His eyes burned with an animalistic joy as he brought apart your glimmering lips.
"Levi...uh, I can move my hands to take your boxers off." You reminded him as you stared at the dark stain in his boxers. His trance was broken, and he kneels back and kicked them away with embarrasment, he went back to admiring the view. The tips of his two dicks hit your lips and your chin, you gulped, realising that taking him is going to be a challenge, just as you were getting ready to take him, you felt a wave of pleasure hit you as his long, forked tongue took an experimental lick at your clit, causing your hips to thrust up.
Wanting to reciprocate the best you can, you opened wide and his dicks were slowly lowered in. You gagged slightly as the two heads hit the back of your throat, and graciously let you adjust, but continued his assult on your clit, swirling his tongue around it.
After you adjusted, he began to thrust into your mouth, slowly and sensually at first, but you could feel the restraint he had to use to stop from abusing your throat like a fleshlight. He panted onto your clit and he moved to wriggle his serpentine appanage into your entrance.You whimpered around his lengths,causing him to finally snap. His toned hips pistoned against your cheeks, as he let out muffled apologies against your pussy.
"'m sorry....'s too good...mph!"He shaked as you applied suction, signaling he was getting close, jeez already? You let out a suprised gasp and gag as his hips landed squarely against your mouth, his little, purple happy trail tickling your chin, and floaded your throat woth his salty seed with a small cry of:"ah! Cum...cumming!"
He pulled away to let you swallow and breath, but also left you unsatified, flopping next to your legs.
"That was so..." He panted out desperately. "Embarassing....'m sorry....." He mubled out, little tears in the corners of his eyes from the aftershock of his orgasm and the embarassment of cumming so early.
When you could finally recover your voice from being so full, you took the oppertunity to rile him up.
"Wow, the great general of the Devildom can't even handle getting his dicks sucked for a tint bit?"
However, with this tease, you had just sealed your fate. It started with his tail, long and shimmering, appearing before your eyes, then his horns, twisted and smooth, protrimuding from the top of his head.
"You're such a brat...you have no right to tease me...I'll just have to pound it out of you." You could hardly belive this was Levi, your sweet, shy boyfriend, saying these things that even Asmo himself may have blushed at.
What astounded you even more was when he savagely ripped the ropes of your ankles with ease, and, in a flash, he was between your legs. "Jeez...you're seriously so wet just from me being mean...maybe I'm not the only pervert." He snickered and slowly began to sink his bottom cock into your hole, gritting his teeth at the stretch.
"Oh man....I-I don't think I'll be able to last...." He gulped, his dominant bravado failing for a second before he shook his head and got back into character. He slowly began to rut into you, his top dick rubbing against your clit and his bottom one hit your cervix, damn, were all demons this big!?
"Oh! So good! A-are you trying to milk me dry, or what!?"
With this call, his hips began to rut like a rapid dog, hitting your sweet spot as well, his eyes rolling back and his tongue lolling out.
You thrashed and shook, your mind fuzzy like TV static, you whimpers and moans only fueling his animalistic thrusts. His strong hands came up to your remaining restraints and easily ripped them off, causing your hands to fly to his back. He then ripped his shirt as well giving you access to his pale torso, your nails scratching down his back. He let out a whimper and a gargled moan, drooling onto your shirt.
Your head moved upwards and your lips connected with his right nipple, sucking gently and swirling your tongue.
"Oh! T-Too much! Too good!" He screamed out like a bitch, you were glad you got Solomon to enchant your room to be soundproof, since Levi was so loud you'd even be able to hear him outside.
As you took it into your teeth and pulled gently, his body convulsed and he spilled himself inside you, the cum from his top dick spraying onto your stomach, he collapsed onto you and you clicked your tongue in irritation.
"I was so close, you know?" You sighed and pushed him back to the headboard so he was sitting up. He whimpered as the newfound deepness, his demon form wearing off as he looked up at you with wet eyes, looking completely submissive.
"Maybe beg and I'll be good." You smirked, expecting to embarrass him, but he was so fucked out he immediately complied.
"Please, misstress.. Use me..." He whispered out, not even caring about what he was saying anymore. You were shocked for a second, but quickly recovered, beginning to move.
He just gripped your hips as you bounced with rigor, his brains turning to absolute mush. All he could do was moan out "thank you, thank you, thank you" over and over as he kept rutting into you, then reached one hand down to rub your clit.
It took you a couple minutes to realise it, but he was writing something with his two fingers over and over: L-E-V-I-A-T-H-A-N.
With his feral thrusting and touching, you were soon close to cumming, you opened your mouth to warn him, but he already seemed to know because he cut you off with a kiss, letting his slithery appendage invade your welcoming throat.
As you made out, you held each other tight, eventually pulling out to let out collective scream of pleasure, voices mixing like your juices and both climaxed together.
After around 5 minutes of recovery, you rolled beside him, and he pulled out, immediately clutching you tight as he shook from embarrassment and hid his face in your shoulder.
"I can't belive I said all that!...was it hot...?" He gazed at you with his pathetic, glossy eyes, filled with nothing but absolute reverence.
"You were amazing, Levi. Super cool." You yawned and cuddled him closer, falling asleep.
After he had finished cleaning you up with a damp, soft towel (taking care not to wake you), he picked you up and held you with one arm as he changed the sheets, then placed you back down.
For a second, he just stood there, staring at you, watching you breathe. He couldn't belive it. He couldn't belive you could love him. He couldn't belive his luck. He always had something to be envious of his brothers, of their stand out qualities while he was just some silly otaku, but, for once, he had something anyone would be envious of.
You were the most valuable gem in all three realms, the most shimmering pearl to ever be gazed upon, and he would be your oyester. You were the rain against his window during a late night gaming sesh, you were a refreshing oasis in a desert of lonliness, you were the sunshine that never graced the Devildom.
And he will never let anyone take away the one thing that made him love the real world.
AMAB:
Levi's nimble fingers worked at pulling your pants and underwear down ferally, with the same intensity as him playing his favorite rythym game. His eyes burned with an animalistic joy as he brought your hard cock closer.
"Levi...uh, I can move my hands to take your boxers off." You reminded him as you stared at the dark stain in his boxers. His trance was broken, and he kneels back and kicked them away with embarrasment, he went back to admiring the view. The tips of his two dicks hit your lips and your chin, you gulped, realising that taking him is going to be a challenge, just as you were getting ready to take him, you felt a wave of pleasure hit you as his long, forked tongue took an experimental lick to the head, causing your hips to thrust up.
Wanting to reciprocate the best you can, you opened wide and his dicks were slowly lowered in. You gagged slightly as the two heads hit the back of your throat, and graciously let you adjust, but continued his assult on your tip, swirling his tongue around it.
After you adjusted, he began to thrust into your mouth, slowly and sensually at first, but you could feel the restraint he had to use to stop from abusing your throat like a fleshlight. He panted onto your dick and he moved to wrap his impossibly long serpentine appanage around the rest.
You whimpered around his lengths,causing him to finally snap. His toned hips pistoned against your cheeks, as he let out muffled apologies around your dick.
"'m sorry....'s too good...mph!"He shaked as you applied suction, signaling he was getting close, jeez already? You let out a suprised gasp and gag as his hips landed squarely against your mouth, his little, purple happy trail tickling your chin, and floaded your throat woth his salty seed with a small cry of:"ah! Cum...cumming!"
He pulled away to let you swallow and breath, but also left you unsatified, flopping next to your legs.
"That was so..." He panted out desperately. "Embarassing....'m sorry....."
He mubled out, little tears in the corners of his eyes from the aftershock of his orgasm and the embarassment of cumming so early.
When you could finally recovered your voice from being so full, you took the oppertunity to rile him up.
"Wow, the great general of the Devildom can't even handle getting his dicks sucked for a tint bit?" However, with this tease, you had just sealed your fate. It started with his tail, long and shimmering, appearing before your eyes, then his horns, twisted and smooth, protrimuding from the top of his head.
"You're such a brat...you have no right to tease me...I'll just have to pound it out of you." You could hardly belive this was Levi, your sweet, shy boyfriend, saying these things that even Asmo himself may have blushed at. What astounded you even more was when he savagely ripped the ropes of your ankles with ease, and, in a flash, he was between your legs.
"Jeez...you're seriously so hard just from me being mean...maybe I'm not the only pervert." He spat on his fingers and slowly inserted one into your asshole, letting you get used to it before thrusting in and out, then adding another, then another.
He snickered, took his fingers out, and slowly began to sink his bottom cock into your hole, gritting his teeth at the stretch.
"Oh man....I-I don't think I'll be able to last...." He gulped, his dominant bravado failing for a second before he shook his head and got back into character. He slowly began to rut into you, his top dick rubbing against yours and his bottom one hit your prostate, damn, were all demons this big!?
"Oh! So good! A-are you trying to milk me dry, or what!?" With this call, his hips began to rut like a rapid dog, hitting every sweet spot as he did, his eyes rolling back and his tongue lolling out.
You thrashed and shook, your mind fuzzy like TV static, you whimpers and moans only fueling his animalistic thrusts. His strong hands came up to your remaining restraints and easily ripped them off, causing your hands to fly to his back. He then ripped his shirt as well giving you access to his pale torso, your nails scratching down his back. He let out a whimper and a gargled moan, drooling onto your shirt. Your head moved upwards and your lips connected with his right nipple, sucking gently and swirling your tongue.
"Oh! T-Too much! Too good!" He screamed out like a bitch, you were glad you got Solomon to enchant your room to be soundproof, since Levi was so loud you'd even be able to hear him outside. As you took it into your teeth and pulled gently, his body convulsed and he spilled himself inside you, the cum from his top dick spraying onto your stomach, he collapsed onto you and you clicked your tongue in irritation.
"I was so close, you know?" You sighed and pushed him back to the headboard so he was sitting up. He whimpered as the newfound deepness, his demon form wearing off as he looked up at you with wet eyes, looking completely submissive.
"Maybe beg and I'll be good." You smirked, expecting to embarrass him, but he was so fucked out he immediately complied.
"Please, sir.. Use me..." He whispered out, not even caring about what he was saying anymore. You were shocked for a second, but quickly recovered, beginning to move. He just gripped your hips as you bounced with rigor, his brains turning to absolute mush.
All he could do was moan out "thank you, thank you, thank you" over and over as he kept rutting into you, then reached one hand down to rub the slit of your dick.
It took you a couple minutes to realise it, but he was writing something with his two fingers over and over: L-E-V-I-A-T-H-A-N.
With his feral thrusting and touching, you were soon close to cumming, you opened your mouth to warn him, but he already seemed to know because he cut you off with a kiss, letting his slithery appendage invade your welcoming throat.
As you made out, you held each other tight, eventually pulling out to let out collective scream of pleasure, voices mixing like your juices and both climaxed together.
After around 5 minutes of recovery, you rolled beside him, and he pulled out, immediately clutching you tight as he shook from embarrassment and hid his face in your shoulder.
"I can't belive I said all that!...was it hot...?" He gazed at you with his pathetic, glossy eyes, filled with nothing but absolute reverence.
"You were amazing, Levi. Super cool." You yawned and cuddled him closer, falling asleep.
After he had finished cleaning you up with a damp, soft towel (taking care not to wake you), he picked you up and held you with one arm as he changed the sheets, then placed you back down.
For a second, he just stood there, staring at you, watching you breathe. He couldn't belive it. He couldn't belive you could love him. He couldn't belive his luck. He always had something to be envious of his brothers, of their stand out qualities while he was just some silly otaku, but, for once, he had something anyone would be envious of.
You were the most vauable gem in all three realms, the most shimmering pearl to ever be gazed upon, and he would be your oyester. You were the rain against his window during a late night gaming sesh, you were a refreshing oasis in a desert of lonliness, you were the sunshine that never graced the Devildom.
And he will never let anyone take away the one thing that made him love the real world.
a/n: wow she's alive. who woulda thunk it lol I'm gonna try and smash some more of this out so we can get to the penetrative bit (Idk what else to call it) sooner unless y'all are cool with the foreplay? I feel like Levi's the kind of guy who needs a lot of time to get ready to actually be inside of someone but I also understand being impatient. let me know!
THIS IS VERY NSFW MINORS GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE
CW: self-indulgent smut (unprotected vaginal sex, dry humping, fingering), loss of virginity
the question takes a moment to sink into your brain. getting him to come out of his shell has been your entire goal and yet it feels like a joke when he finally does. you nod, offering him a kind smile.
“god yes, I would love that.” you can’t help but chuckle as his expression lights up. damned demon, always tugging at your heartstrings. he takes a moment to sit himself up, pressing his chest against yours. he nuzzles into the crook of your neck. his breath is hot against your skin. you arch instinctively into him. but then, he sighs, hesitating. you feel him graze his lips over your neck with the force of a feather in the breeze, and you impatiently weave your fingers through his hair.
that’s all the encouragement he needs. his attack is gentle at first. restrained. tentative, like he’s still afraid of doing something wrong. but as he nips at your neck, mirroring you from just moments prior, sending wave after wave of pleasure down your spine, you find yourself growing proud of his efforts.
your head rolls back. he migrates to your jaw, leaving a trail of sloppy kisses in his wake. you don’t notice how your hips have resumed their rhythm until he growls against your mandible. the noise is startling until you remember he’s a demon. slender fingers grip at your waistline. sharp teeth brush below your earlobe. his forehead lands on your shoulder, hot breaths heavy on your chest.
a whimper escapes you. Levi moans in response; the noise vibrates against your jugular, where he drinks in a deep breath before peppering more kisses to your neck. you feel him attempt to suck - to lightly bruise you, to leave a signature right below the hinge of your jaw - but he stops. if he’s not sure of what to do, he doesn’t ask. if he’s afraid of harming you, he doesn’t apologise. he simply halts, still nestled against you.
“it’s okay, Levi,” you coo. “you can mark me. it won’t hurt.”
it takes him a second, but he obeys. he sucks again, harder this time, and you gasp.
“good boy.” you are breathless. you don’t have control over your own mouth. the bulge between his legs is placed perfectly between yours. you feel a pressure mounting there, and you know he feels it too.
he whines, letting the tender skin he’s just bruised fall from his lips. “if you keep t-talking like that, I won’t last,” he says, voice thick.
“I know.” your voice is a purr. “I promised to take care of you, didn’t I?”
you barely manage to choke back a moan as he trails his affection from your earlobe to the corner of your mouth. when his bottom lip slips between yours, locking you in a passionate kiss, you let your teeth come down around it. not enough to cause pain, but enough to send a jolt down his spine. he yelps. then he growls. then he pulls away, but only just. you feel his lips move against yours when he speaks:
“do that again.”
his voice is silk. you know he feels you smirk. you trap his bottom lip again - as gently as possible - and tug. the noise you draw from his throat is delicious. you tug again before freeing him, but when you dive for another go, he tilts his face away. your teeth graze his jawline instead, and he shivers. excitement drives you to nip a trail down his neck. your intentions are clear, and he squirms underneath you when he recognises them.
he whispers your name. you hesitate for a split second before you take the skin of his neck between your teeth. harder this time. not much harder… but hard enough. Levi’s hips buck against yours. he squeaks, weaving his fingers through your hair.
“ah! f-f…“ he swallows his own words. you run your tongue across the skin you’ve marked - and suddenly his hands are on your shoulders, shoving you off. before you can ask what’s wrong, he chuckles. he’s breathless too. “I’m really… I’m really close. I don’t want this t-to be over so quickly.”
your mouth opens, but you don’t get a chance to reply. Levi’s hands snake up your thigh, underneath the hem of your pyjama shorts until he can graze his fingertips over the dips of your pelvis. he peers up at you, the dusky sky in his eyes shining through his lashes. that darkness - the predator you’ve only caught glimpses of before - has returned to his moon-shaped pupils. “can these come off now?”
fuck.
you are frozen. Levi’s gaze is like a hand around your throat. you’ve never seen his eyes filled with such lust before, and he’s abandoned all efforts to hide it now. he’s no longer just looking at you. he’s observing you.
the situation finally sinks through your skull. you’re straddling a demon - the third most powerful Prince of Hell. the Leviathan. immeasurably stronger than anything you’ve ever encountered. the way he’s staring, like a snake waiting to unhinge its jaw and swallow you whole… you should be frightened. you should be terrified. you should be running.
but instead, you’re nodding. “hell yes they can,” you’re whispering. you’re biting your lip as he drags your shorts down to your knees. you’re leaning on one knee to free the other from the fabric. you’re leaning in towards him, watching him fling the garment across the room. you’re moaning as he grips your thighs.
“for the record,” you pant, “that was another one of your nerdy little shortcuts.”
Levi smirks. you feel his fingers sneak to the hem of your panties, but as they brush the lace, his face falls. he dares to glance down at where his hands are; you watch as his expression fills with defeat. he wants to touch you. desperately. he can probably smell your own desperation, but he has no idea where to direct his desire.
you lean forward, pressing your forehead to his again. “you wanna touch me?” he nods without a shred of hesitation. kissing the tip of his nose, you gently lift your hips away from his and shoo his hands from your thighs. he starts to protest, but when you hook your hands behind your back and undo your bra, he falls silent. when you lean to the side and slide your panties off your leg, throwing it where your shorts are, he chokes on his own gasp.
“o-oh.” he takes a second to drink the sight of you in, letting the image of your bare form burn into his retinas. when his gaze reaches yours, you smile.
“time to put those talented fingers to work, hmm?”
Been thinking very hard about Levi in a cat maid dress after remembering he has canonically been interested in dressing up as one. Also been thinking about fucking his thighs while making him hold his skirt up and calling you master