I just know Levi would eat you out so good.
He would have you propped up on the bed, legs on either side of his head, his tongue soothing the delicious burn of your need.
At first, he would tease you over the thin fabric of your panties until he’d bunch them up, dragging them back and forth all over your cunt. He would be so enamoured by you, he’d probably be able to get off just by pleasuring you.
It would be so sensual, too-his jaw moving with his tongue, drawing languid and big circles over not just your clit, but your entire pussy, slowly, fingers digging into the skin of your thighs. His hands would be gentle, caressing and moving your legs into the positions most comfortable for you. He would leisurely make you go hazy with arousal, and I stand by that.
I picture him spreading your folds gently with his fingers, disconnecting himself from your sex. A thin string of saliva glistens brightly, linking him to your pussy. His face is obscured by the dim atmosphere in the room, and he has a lustful expression on his face as he pulls back to examine you.
You look totally fucked out, lost in the feeling of his hands and tongue running over your sensitive skin. You whimper as a beady string of spit lands on your clit. He thumbs over your entrance, and you clench down hard on him. He groans.
It is a constant cycle of giving you more than you can handle, and not enough at the same time. Levi knows that. And yet, he doesn’t want to give you his all for now. You’re deserving of it, but he believes in the ability to wait.
And so Levi knows that he’s got you right where he wants you. He gently traces his nose against your inner thighs, pressing a single kiss to the area right below your throbbing clit. He’s teasing you constantly, and you hiss loudly. The only sounds in the room are your panting, and the obscene sounds of him licking you all over. Your legs tremble uncontrollably.
Though he would never admit it, he’s smitten by you, and he would give you the world if you asked him for it- especially in moments like these, when he knows you have such a tight hold on him. At the end of a long, hard day Levi would ruin you just for his own satisfaction.
So he pinches your clit between his pointer finger and thumb, and rubs them in circles over and over again. The air hangs heavy with the smell of sex and musk.
His lips part as he admires you from below, grey eyes glazed over and focused on your wetness. Your toes crack and curl. You wheeze loudly. He coos.
“Levi!”- you moan, grabbing fistfuls of his raven hair, gaze boring right through you. Your hips inevitably raise under the devastating pressure, and you think he might let you tip over the edge, when all of a sudden…
Nothing. All his ministrations stop.
You’re confused for a second before his hand comes down forcefully on your cunt, slapping your clit.
Your legs jolt, and you gasp. Levi is quick to shush you.
“Does this feel good?”
You mewl. He hums as his entire palm massages your cunt, rich baritone filling your ears.
“It does, doesn’t it, sweetheart?”
Yeah, he really would eat you out good.