Summary: Just some random lil Levi things I’ve had on my brain lately :D
Rating: 18+ [Minors DNI]
A/n: I can do a part two if anyone is interested
If you compliment him on his appearance, say you like his hair when it’s longer in the front, tell him he looks lovely in that shade of green, he will never forget that shit. He’ll start leaving his hair longer and wearing your favorite colors on him more often, because he loves knowing you’re finding him attractive.
When Levi catches you checking him out, he acts appalled, absolutely flabbergasted, how dare you objectify him like this. He’ll roll his eyes and scoff, waving you off like he can’t believe you’d be so openly perverted like this, but then you’ll spot the blush spreading over his cheeks, and if you’re lucky, you might even catch a glimpse of his lips curling up in a playful smirk as he turns away from you.
He’s not always “stoic”, he just has a very dry sense of humor. Sarcasm, deadpan jokes and teasing actually make him chuckle occasionally, and he loves when you go back and forth with him.
He doesn’t have a great social battery, but when he loves you, he wants you around regardless. Sometimes his favorite moments are sitting together in comfortable silence, and having you rake your fingers through his dark hair, or scratch his back.
I think he has a pretty normal sex drive, but sometimes he needs a lot of foreplay to get comfortable, because the second that sex starts to feel like mindless fucking rather than an expression of love, he feels unnerved and off put.
He’s such a giver, that if you give him something back he’ll be absolutely touched. Make him a bracelet? He’ll never take it off. Bring him something he forgot on his way out the door that morning? He’s thinking about putting a ring on your finger. Cook him his favorite meal? He’ll melt into a puddle of soft sappy feelings.
Honestly, he’s really just a hopeless romantic. Once upon a time he was a little boy that day-dreamt of finally being loved, being held, and doted on. Up until now, he was starting to get used to the idea of being alone, so he’ll do anything to keep you happy and content with him.
I think levi is a switch, but he leans towards submissive because, again, he loves being doted on. He likes sensual touching, thumb against his cheek, fingers gripping his thighs, running your nails down his abdomen and feeling it tense up. He fantasizes about that kind of thing. He wants your hands all over him.
He gets super turned on by possessive behavior, in and out of the bedroom. Bite him, yank on his hair, ask him who’s cock this is, he loves that shit. If you get jealous easily, he’ll roll his eyes and tell you you’re being immature, but he’s such a bad liar because his ego is soaring. He’ll be walking around with a little more confidence that day.
If you keep eye contact and tell him you love him during sex, he might bust on the spot.
In the colder months, he tends to become depressed easily. He benefits from having someone who won’t allow him to shut himself away.
Warnings: gn! reader, sub! levi, nightmares + insomnia mentioned, oral (m! receiving), handjob in dreams, implied age gap, set in around season 2 timeline? im kinda forgetting which season erwin was in... kissing..lots of kissing, reader being puppy coded and levi is sick in love
A/N: sorry this is late!!!! i hope this also isnt too confusing considering it switches back and forth between his dream and irl. idk. also title is named after a song by The Mamas and The Papas that i LOVEEEE
Levi Ackerman finds himself plagued with nightmares. It was always like that though, since he could remember at least. Three to four nights a week he awakes in the middle of night dripping with sweat with his heart nearly beating out of his chest. He has grown used to the lack of sleep by now, it barely bugs him anymore.
That is, until he found someone to share his bed with.
You were his light, as dramatic and sappy as it sounds, and something he will never admit out loud. But it was true, finally in this dim world he finds himself in, you came crashing in, brighter than the sun. He had fallen for you in record time, and you, drawn to his stoic and feisty aura, came tumbling down after him.
It's been a year now since you've gotten together, and Levi swears the nightmares are getting less frequent.
Well, at least in the nights where you lay beside him. The nights where you hold him, and he has easier access to your heartbeat. The steady rhythm of your chest rising and falling. Alive.
He doesn't go into too much depth about the nightmares, but you know the general scene of them, usually relating back to his comrades deaths. He has mentioned that the recent ones involve you, and it makes your heart crumble for your beloved each time his voice cracks through the explanation. You don’t press too much on the matter – the nights he wakes up in a cold sweat, you are there to ease him back to sleep, reassuring that you and he are safe. He almost gets a full night of sleep with you around.
But alas, you aren’t all sunshine and rainbows, and neither is he. Nope, you happen to be one of the most erotic people have ever met (though, he hasn’t met many). A sick brat is what he calls you, or sometimes a disgusting pervert, if he’s feeling extra grumpy. The nicknames fly past your head, as you pepper his face with kisses. It was all in good spirit, is what you remind yourself at least.
“Soooo, Hange recommended–”
“No.”
You pout at the man, pulling away from his chest to glare at him. “You didnt even let me finish my sentence.”
His cold face doesnt let up, even if his eyes hold a playful light to them. “I am smart enough to recognize that anything having to do with Hange is a bad idea.”
You playfully hit his chest, and the man raises his eyebrows at you. A smile pulls at your lips, and Levi cant help but stare whimsically at you. It was unfair, really. “Fine, get on with it, brat.”
“How would you feel if I woke you up with a blow job?” His reaction is immediate, first shock, and then as a couple seconds go by he seems to be much more inclined to agree, but then finally settles on an scowl.
“Why were you talking to Hange about these things?”
You cock your head to the side, tapping on your chin. “Well, I mentioned that your nightmares have started again, and they told me that oral sex helps stop them. Something neurologically with your dick and brain? I don't know.”
He stares at you for a couple of seconds, bewildered at your explanation. But, he realizes quickly what is up, and he immediately pinches the bridge of his nose with a long sigh. “They are fucking with you, idiot. Just trying to get me laid. Hange has always been like that.”
Your face falls at the words, and Levi swears you managed to master the kicked puppy look. He grabs your hands and pulls you back onto his chest, rolling his eyes when you hum into his skin. The warmth brought him comfort, and he finds himself more at peace. “I mean…It won't help with the nightmares, but who would turn down waking up to a blowjob?” Levi mumbles into your hair, while rubbing his hands up and down your arms.
You twist to look up at him, the familiar grin back on your face. “Yeah?”
He scoffs at you, an embaressed blush coating his cheeks. “Just dont wake me up early, alright. Just gonna piss me off.”
He swears he can see you wagging a tail. “Of course, Captain!”
Two weeks have gone by, and Levi has not woken up to your face anywhere near his dick. He has awoke to kisses along his cheeks, and neck, but that wasnt new, you were always disgustingly affectionate in your half awake state. He holds a content (half) smile for about ten seconds as he shuts the door of your room, only for it to drop when he sees Hange.
He wasnt the one to complain though, maybe you were just teasing him. You always did like to press his buttons. He wasn't going to give you the satisfaction of knowing he wants it. So, the dark haired man continues on, nightmares and all, through the weeks.
By the time a month came passing by, he knows that you forgot all about your stupid little promise – your stupid naive words that only worked to piss him off. He glared at you from across the halls for a whole week – never daring to actually show you real signs that he was upset. But after you accidentally caught him frowning at you from across the training grounds, he was immediately dragged back your shared rooms, and fucked lovingly, as you apolgized for everything you could think of that would piss the man off.
You didnt mention the blowjob, but Levi was content with the disheveled hair, and the hickeys and bite marks littering his body, so he forgives you.
He forgets about the blowjob after two months. You were more horny than usual, so the two of you were at it multiple times a week. He would end up too exhausted to hold any real dreams, including his nightmares.
Levi was okay with it.
9 am. Levi, for the first time ever, was oversleeping. Of course when you woke up at 8 am, on your day off from training, and found your lover by your side, you couldnt help but be shocked. He was usually gone by 5 am to get to training.
But you heard him woke up multiple times in the middle of the night. The nightmares were back. His shaky hands wrapped around you, and he panted into your neck, trembling like you've never seen before. You don't know what triggered it, but Levi seemed to have a really bad night.
He deserves to sleep in. So, at fifteen past 8, you scamper to Erwins office and beg the commander for Levi to have a day off. He always did have a soft spot for you. For one, you brought happiness to humanities strongest, and also because his friend silently threatened him death if he was to mistreat you. Erwin agreed without much hesitation.
You crawl into bed next to your lover, and begin to trace his content face. At least the nightmares were gone for the night.
Then, the realization hits you. This was the perfect time for you to finally do as promised.
You waited months because you wanted Levi to forget about your words. Of course, you assumed he forgot them after a couple of days, paying no attention to your promise, but you waited it out just in case.
And now, the both of you dont have any plans today. A once in a lifetime experience, it has got to be.
So with one more glance at your lover, you kiss his cheek, hold back a small giggle, and slowly remove the blanket from his lap. Then, you slide yourself down on the bed, and carefully manevuer yourself in between his legs. He doesnt sleep with much attire, growing hot in the night. Plus with the addition of the cold sweat he often finds himself in, he learns that going next to bare was easier.
You pull down his boxers, and are immediately exposed to a dark patch of hair. It's trimmed properly, but he prefers to have a little hair down their over being completely shaven. Something on the lines of protecting his dick from germs or whatnot. You dont listen to the details, only thinking about how hot it is.
The boxers make it past his thighs, and you glance back up at the man. He doesn't even seem to flinch when the cool air comes into contact with his skin. He snoozes peacefully into the pillow, his dark hair covering his eyes.
His dick lays limp against his leg, and you pick it up slowly, careful to not wake him up. You run your fingers over it a couple of times, and then, holding the back of it with your fingers to support it, you run your tongue from bottom to top of the length.
Levi doesn't move. You take that as a sigh to continue.
Another stripe of the tongue, and then two more, and nothing happens. You grow bolder by the moment. You place his still soft cock into your mouth, and this time you do hear a reaction. Its a quiet sigh, but it was something. His eyes still remain shut.
Slowly, you begin to suckle on the tip, finding it easier to fit it in your mouth while soft. Your tongue roams the shaft, and you press sloppy, wet kisses to his veins. Blood rushes to his cock unconsciously, and Levi still has not stirred, even with his cock now hard. You chuckle with amusement, but dont stop your movements, now dragging your hands along his thighs to appreciate his body.
Levi was having a good dream. It wasnt like the past couple of nightmares, no, this one seemed to have a light hue. It was just the two of you, laying with your backs against grass. A open field, far away from everyone, and not a threat in sight. Titans were gone.
A peaceful world for the two of you. A world Levi craved.
His hands trace your face, and he stares at you, admiring every crease and divot of your skin. You slide your way over toward him, leaning forward to kiss him. “I love you.”
He hums, eyes falling shut, as he wraps his arms around your body. “Yeah, yeah. Love ya too, brat.”
You giggle at him, and suddenly the smile on your face shifts. It turns soft, the tips of your mouth curling up in an almost feline way, while you eyes become hooded. He watches you lean forward and press your lips to his. The man doesnt stop you, gently kissing you back while your tongue slips into his mouth. Levi gulps when your hands trace down to his pants, and he quickly looks around the meadow, afraid to discover an unwelcomed guest. Of course there was nobody, it was a dream, not a nightmare. Your hand slips into his pants, and Levi’s back arches in the grass.
He twitches in his sleep and you smile fondly at the man. The tip of his cock rest against your cheek, as you admire him for a second too long, only to be rewarded with jolt of his hips from the source unknown, sending it slapping across your face. You hold back a laugh, and then grab at it again, mumbling out a, “Even a brat in your sleep, huh Captain?”
You lean forward and wrap your lips around him again.
“D-Don't stop!” Levi groans out, hands clutching at your shirt while he squeezes his eyes shut. It doesn't stop the sun from getting past his eyelids, so he moves closer to you to hopefully block it out. You press your lips to his neck, nibbling at the space just beneath his ears.
“Would never,” You purr, and the man glances at your hand. His pants are pulled down completely now, and your pace was rutheless in its up and down motions. It sends him shivering, and covering his face with the back of his arm. He breathes through clenched teeth, and tries his best not to let out a whimper. The man hears your giggle, and before he could stop himself, the whine slips out.
The first noise of the morning was a low whimper. Not much, but definitely there, and unbelievably cute. You grip at his hips and try to take him deeper, but his hips thrusts back into your mouth with another paired whine. Your eyes widen, and you gag out at the unexpected movement, having to pull away to catch your breath. His dark hair whips back and forth, and he continues to make low mewling noises. “Huh, and you call me the pervert. What are you dreaming about, pretty?”
Levi moans into your mouth, wrapping his arms around your neck. His hips buck up into your hands, and you playfully bite his lip, earning a dramatic grunt in complaint. He grips your hair and pulls you back to his lips before you try and let out another teasing remark. Precum leaks onto your hand, and he swears that it provides more of the makeshift lube then usual. Your hand feels better than normal, strangely damp, and so warm. Did handjobs always feel this good?
He can feel his high approaching and his breaths come out quicker. “Gonna..cum. Fuck!”
You detach yourself from his lips. “No, no, no! Not yet!” You tease, voice light and almost giggly. It wasn't the first time you denied him of his release, but it was rare. You always di did pamper him.
The man scowls at you, borderline on the cusp of baring his teeth. “Why?” He demands, short and simple, but shows exactly how peeved he is. Levi is more than surprised to feel that you didn't squeeze his cock in warning. No, still the warm, tight feeling, that does not make any sense to him.
“Can you do something for me first?”
A demand from you? Unheard of. “Get on with it, I-Im close”
Your hand movements become louder and louder, and it shouldn't sound like that. It's so lewd, and the squelching noise are never that loud.
You press you lips to his ear, and a shiver runs down his spine at your breath, which is strangely cooler than usual. “Wake up, Captain.”
His eyes snap open immediately and he pants into the dark room. Levi hears it first, before he feels it. A loud slurping sort of noise, and the man feels his cock trapped between something warm, wet.
A throat. Not a hand.
He is quick to manevour himself to hold his weight on his elbows, and glances down at you, breaths coming out shallow and quick. You smile when you catch his eye, and for a second you pull away from him. You pepper his length down with kisses. “Well, well, good morning, sleepy head,” You mumble, letting another swipe of your tongue graze his thick blue vein. Then, with little hesitation, you dive back onto his cock, taking it as far as you can into your mouth.
“What are you–Fuck!” His legs instinctually bend outward, and his back arches. His head was still foggy in his half sleepen state. Was that all a dream? Was this real? He grips onto your hair, and does his best not to force you deeper onto his cock.
Levi could feel his orgasm approaching and rapidly, same as the dream. But this time it was real, and by god did it feel that way. His hips buck into your mouth and he lets out loud moans, tucking his face into the pillow to try and muffle them.
He tries to ask for permission again to cum again, hoping that this time real you wouldnt lead him on. It comes out more as a command, but you just roll your eyes with a smile, the giggle in the back of your throat sending him spiral.
“Cumming. Oh god. Thank you, thank you, thank you!” He chants, and your eyes widen in shock, but you don't pull away from his cock. He was never the one to be polite in bed, the little brat was always barking commands and half hearted complaints. He must be really enjoying this treat if he was to thank you.
You dont have time to dwell on it much, because he forces your head lower onto his cock and cums into your mouth. You wince at the taste, but bear no mind to it as you watch your lover unravel. His back still continues to arch (which you will never get over) while his eyes are shut. The noises he lets out are soft, more of a mewl and a groan, but adorable nonetheless. His whole body trembles and his legs lay out wide, shaking under the force of the orgasm.
You pull away when he is done, and wipe your lips with the back of your hand. “Taste perfect as usual. Always so good on your diet!”
He rolls his eye at you, but it doesn't hold much bite considering that the man seemed to be basking in the post orgasm glow. “You are gross. I know that shit tastes bad.”
“Nope! Anything that the Captian makes is amazing”
He throws a pillow at your face, and you pout at him, a dramatic whine slipping past your lips. “Don't call me that, I am not even your Captain anymore, brat. And stop pouting!” He demands, pulling up his boxers before letting out a big stretch.
“Why are you so mean to me?” You complain, crawling forward to lay on his chest. “After I gave you head too!”
The frown does not drop from his face, but he does trace his fingers along your face. A silent token of affection that you purr into. “Took ya long enough. Thought you forgot about it.”
You fake hurt, taking in a dramatic breath. “Of course not! I would never lie to you.” The words are light, and holds a smile in them. “And hey, dont you think you are a little spoiled? Complaining that you got a blowjob too late.”
Levi doesnt even seem to react, his facial expression remaining neutral, and his words flat. “No ‘m not. Said thank you and everything.”
To this, you do nod, practically vibrating with affection to give. It was too hard to really be upset with him. “Super polite of you! I was so impressed!”
This does make him roll his eyes. “You really think low of me, huh?”
You poke at his cheek with a smile plastered on your face. “Aww cmon dont be dramatic again. You know I dont. Oh! Also, did it help with the nightmares?” You tease, knowing exactly what type of dream he really was having. “You sounded very….Scared in your dream.”
He seems to flush red, but alas, Levi was never the one to be on the losing foot. “....Yes. Seems like you are going to have to do this for me everyday. To stop the nightmares.”
You burst out laughing, and fail to see the small grin that creeps up the dark haired man's face.
Warnings: Levi having wet dreams, GN! Reader, sub! Levi if you squint and do a little shimmy
Levi was’t the type to express his sexual desires openly. He wasn’t the type to let his face go red at the littlest thing, or grow hard at the sight of something gratifying. But, with all of those thoughts being pushed down constantly, he was bound to grow pent up at some point.
It’s for that reason, he’d woken up many nights to the feeling of warmth spilling in his boxers, a hot face, and his mouth agape.
Levi frequently had wet dreams.
Quite intense wet dreams.
Dreams of thoughts he’d had for months but never entertained because he’d never had the time to.
Dreams of your lips against his, of you tugging at his hair and ripping off his clothes. Dreams of being put in his place against his office table, his arms pinned against his back. Dreams of spilling inside you without a care in the world.
And they were often vivid, too. He could feel your skin against his, feel you inside of him, feel your insides and how they’d milk him for all he’s worth.
So, on the rare night he would find himself overtaken by sleep, it was ensured that he’d wake up to find himself in a puddle of his own cum, perhaps still softly bucking his hips into the air as he rode out what was left of his high.
And it seemed Levi asleep was the antithesis of Levi awake, because, in stark contrast to when he was awake, Levi would not hold back his emotions in his slumber.
If one was lucky enough to catch him asleep, they would likely find him writhing, struggling to spread his body and legs as far as he wanted to against the constraints of the blanket covering him. His cock, leaking messily beneath his pants and undergarments, twitching at the friction, the sweet, sweet friction that he’d never dared to indulge in while conscious. His face, a mess with tears and sweat, covered by his hair stubbornly sticking to his damp forehead.
He trembled quite a bit, along with whines and raw cries. Cries that, perhaps even in his sleep, came from a place of sorrow that he’d never have this in real life. Never get to feel the warmth of you pressed against his back, or your lips pressed against his, just as desperate for him as he was for you.
His need and desire overwhelmed him, so much so that, even in his sleep, he cried out your name. Shakily, breathlessly.
So, this is the Female Ver I mentioned, like, a year ago. Here it is.
For those of you that haven't seen the male version and you're interested in pt 1, here!
I'm off to the hole of cringe, I will cringe until I'm proven this isn't.
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⚔If They Saw You Now⚔ (AOT or SNK)
Warning(s): Subby Levi, dom fem reader (but anatomy hardly mentioned), edging, no editing (remember because I'm cringing in embarrassment? lol)
Who would've thought humanity's strongest soldier was weakest beneath you?
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Levi Ackerman.
Humanity’s strongest solider.
Laying on his bed, helpless.
“What would they think if they saw you now, Le-vi? Hm?”
He gives a pitiful growl, muffled by his cravat.
And you simply wave off the glare he gives you, it was so cute.
He didn’t seem genuinely pissed off anyway, the growing flush on his face proved otherwise.
“How precious, humanity’s strongest, rutting into me like a hormonal little boy. So desperate, so weak.”
His lashes fluttered when your tongue trailed over his chest, latching on a sensitive bud.
“I bet you wish you could touch me, hm? Not until I say so, pretty boy.”
He couldn’t break from his restraints without permission, or he would get punished.
A long, muffled groan, met your ears. A delightful sound.
He really wished you’d take that damned dress off already, it wasn’t fair at all, he was down to almost nothing while you weren’t even close.
And that mouth, you were even more skilled with it than he was killing titans.
He held his breath as you unlaced his undergarment, slow and teasing.
His exhale was one of relief when he was finally free.
“Well, someone’s eager…I guess when you know what’s coming…”
You and Levi had been doing this for a while.
Just when he was getting tired of the sexual frustration, he met you.
You were charming, flirtatious, yet one of the most real people he’s met.
And one day, it was really going somewhere.
This was new to him, so for once, he relinquished control…
Well, more than once, but he hadn’t known that then.
You started with a little peck, before engulfing him.
He tossed his head back with a little whimper, brows starting to do that cute little furrow you like.
How badly he wanted to grip your hair, to beg you to go faster and not torture him with this slow pace.
“Mhmn…”
“Not so loud, you don’t want a cadet at your door, do you?” you chuckled at a twitch, “Or maybe you do?”
Before he could scowl at you, you returned to your job at the moment, faster than before.
As he shuddered, his chest jumped. Whines and whimpers obstructed by his precious cravat.
Please, please. Can he?
“You can take it off, now.”
He thrust his arms forward, breaking free of restraints, tossing his cravat aside, he hurried to take off your dress.
“Slow down, you’re stronger than you look, you might—”
*RIIIP*
He froze at his fatal mistake.
“Levi…what did I tell you last time?”
“Sorry…”
“Hm. I’ll deal with that later, for now, service me,” you lean back on your hands, your chest puffed out to him.
Quickly his tugged at your thighs, pulling you closer.
His eyes were cloudy as he lifted your bottom half, his lips meeting his desired area.
“The better you do, the nicer I’ll be with your punishment—Mmm!”
He seemed so starved, like it was his mission to please you.
And it was, he always aimed to please.
And he liked to watch his goal come into fruition, carefully watching your expressions.
“Levi…you’re doing so good,” you ran your hands through his hair, your voice almost a whisper.
He couldn’t believe you had people fooled, thinking you were so sweet.
You were savory and bold like black tea, truly.
And he loved every bit of it.
You were so pretty, he couldn’t help but rut into the sheets.
“Levi. Stop.”
It was hard to pull away, but he did.
You met his lips in a sweet kiss, “Sit back.”
As you pressed him gently against your opening, he twitched a little higher. Eager to feel you at your warmest.
Not that he’d complain about those pretty lips of yours, but the other pair felt so much better.
Just when you were about to ease in, there was a knock at his door.
A growl came from somewhere deep in his throat, “Who the hell—”
You glanced at the door, “Find out.”
“Who the hell is it?”
“Eren, sir.”
“That fucking brat, always coming at the wrong time. This is the third time he’s interrupted us. At this point it might as well be on purpose,” he muttered before raising his voice, “What do you want, Cadet?”
“I was just letting you know Commander Erwin returned.”
You sunk onto him in impatience, settling your thighs on his.
In a whisper, he whimpered, “Fuck-!”
“Captain?”
“What? I-Is there something he needs me for?” he did his best to breathe evenly.
“Just to go over what he discovered while he was gone.”
You moaning into his neck, digging your nails into his back…it was driving Levi crazy, “H-hurry up, Pretty boy.”
“Tell him I’ll come by later—" he muffled the very loud and inappropriate groan with a breast.
That wasn’t fair, you rolling your hips in a deep circle like that.
“But sir—”
“Eren, we’re busy, we’ll be done soon. I’d appreciate if you’d leave us be,” you answered for Levi, his mouth currently muffled as he let out a string of moans. You’d quickly cut him off after speeding up.
Only you could hear such pretty sounds, Eren wouldn’t get the luxury.
“Miss [Y/n] is in there, too?! Wait—Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t—”
“Go away, before I cut you up with Levi’s blade and feed the bits to the titans—” your breath hitched as Levi involuntarily thrusted into that perfect spot, rougher than the pace you’d set.
“R-Right, sorry! I’ll tell Commander Levi will come by later,” you heard footsteps rushing away.
Once he was gone you lifted your hand, only for high-pitched, pathetic little moans to spill out.
“Damn it! Shit! Fuck!” he hissed.
You could feel he was close, you knew his body well.
But you forced the pace to slow.
He gasped helplessly, “You—You brat! How could you? I was…”
You were edging him. How cruel of you.
“I told you, you were getting punished. That hadn’t changed. But since that pretty mouth isn’t too bad, I’ll be nice. I’ll only do this…two more times. Erwin can wait.”
“Please…” his voice wobbled.
“Should’ve thought of that before you ruined my pretty dress,” you did a smooth roll of your hips, “But don’t worry, I’ll let you have enough energy to go meet with your blonde boyfriend.”
“Shut up, he’s not and you know it,” he grits out.
“But I might take enough to shut up that defiant mouth of yours.”
“I—”
“Are you ready for round two? Who am I kidding, you have the stamina…”
You flash him a smile, “And maybe, if you’re a good boy, I might let you fuck me how you wish after this.”
Since my last Dom reader idea was liked I decided to try and write more sub Levi because he needs pampering.
I think Levi would be a titty man. Like. If you’re taller than him (unlike me lol) expect him to just. Faceplant on your boobies.
He loves both woman and man tits. Doesn’t matter if they’re big or small. Soft with fat or hard with muscles.
He lives by the “world hard and cold, tiddies soft and warm” creed.
Even when you’re not doing anything sexual he’d use them as a pillow, letting you hug him from behind, his head firmly on your chest. He just melts against them.
I know y’all love rough Levi, but I think he’d be gentle while touching you. He won’t bite your tits or pinch them. Boobies are sacred to him.
You just don’t disrespect the Tits(™).
Let him try to suffocate himself between your boobs as you slowly ride him.
Cradle him and let him suckle them as you gently jerk him off.
Offer him a boob job when he’s especially stressed, the sensation of your tiddies against his cock is enough to make him short circuit.
Levi.exe stopped working.
He won’t admit it but he always cums super hard and fast when you do that. Just keep going until his eyes are rolling back and he’s a gasping mess and he’ll be able to sleep like an angel.
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So I know that everyone looks at Erwin and all of you think “daddy dom”. I mean. FAIR. But. Hear me out. He’s the Commander that sends young soldiers to their death and it weighs heavily in his conscience. I think he’d love to let go of all that responsibility, so I offer you…Sub Erwin that just wants to be told what to do and be a Good Boy.
I think he’d love to have a bit of pain in the experience.
Make him kneel and tie him up with cute red ropes. Tie his cock too, so that he won’t be able to cum unless you tell him to.
Then, tease him.
He’ll probably love to have you spank him or use a riding crop on his ass until it’s red and it stings to sit.
I think he’d love to be pegged too. Because you can’t tell me they didn’t have sex toys in canon. Human kind had their oldest dildos made 28.000 years ago, you telling me these people wouldn’t have them? I doubt it.
So. Pegging. He likes it a bit rough, but please praise him during it.
Pound him on the mattress as you tell him he’s so beautiful, letting you have him like that. Or have him ride you at a slow pace and just thrust in him every now and then to watch him arch deliciously.
He’s really disciplined so he’ll come only when you tell him to, so feel free to use him as your personal sex toy. Have him eat you out/suck you off or bounce on his cock until it’s beautifully red. The longer you tease him the harder his orgesm will hit him when you say he can let go.
He enjoys cuddling after coming so hard he almost fainted.
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I would love to write more headcanons. Especially Bertholdt x reader because there’s not enough big baby around. Or Porco x reader because let’s be honest: he’s the brat and you’d have to be the brat tamer. I’m not good at brat taming tho.
I wanted to write a Riner x reader too but it was too similar to Erwin to be honest.
Actually it takes quite a while for me to be even remotely in the mood to write these things lol. Messages are appreciated :)
Ok hear me out… helping Levi into his ODM gear. Propping his leg on your shoulder and littering kisses down it as you slide the straps into place. Your fingers are so close to where he wants them but no, you just smirk and tug on the straps while asking if they’re too tight. He’s blushing, avoiding meeting your gaze as he tries to keep up his normal unfazed attitude. That’s ok though, you don’t mind making him wait.
whenever you fuck levi and overstim him, by the end of the night dumbification will 100% be involved ; poor man won’t be able to get anying out other then weak sobs and stuttered moans while you bounce on his overused cock for what feels like the millionth time, nodding his head ‘yes’ aggressively and crying harder after hearing you softly cooing, “c’mon baby, you can give mommy another — you’re my good boy, aren’t you?’
