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mrsackermannx · 1 year

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pairing: levi ackerman/afab reader one shot

word count: 5.1k

synopsis: after years of tension you and levi are left alone together for a week. it turns out that neither of you can hold back any longer.

tags: college au levi, afab reader, mentions of weed, degradation (slut is used), dom levi, unprotected sex, minor anal play, choking, sexual tension, orgasm denial.

author’s note: i might have to do a part 2 omg. i really enjoyed writing mean levi after so long and i haven’t written something this intense in a while it felt like a horny purge! i wish i was as studious as reader rn but anyway…

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"I'm not highly strung!" You groaned into your coffee, shooting your best friend a glare. "Hange, seriously."

They sighed but swatted you fondly regardless. You met Hange in your first semester and have been inseparable ever since. The platonic yin to your yang, the best friend you never had but always needed. The kind of best friend young girls yearn for when all the bullshit that comes with growing up arrives.

"Well! You areee though, Levi too. I don't know what I'm gonna do with the two of you. Seriously, you should have seen what I walked in on Erwin doing last week. He had this guy bent-"

"Yeah yeah, well lucky for you, you have a week not to worry about any of us," you mumbled, continuing to type. "I'm glad Erwin's getting some. And you too-"

"I'm just saying, this is what college is for right? Drinking, fucking—wait scratch that sober is great! We can always be sober! But like fucking, socialising-"

"We're in the fucking library!" You hissed.

They groaned but pitched their voice down to a whisper, "Experiences like that are downright integral to the college-"

"Hange! I've gotta submit this by 12pm! I promise all of your plants will be watered and that all of your fish will be fed in your absence!"

Levi caught your eye as he approached the usual corner occupied by you all between classes. Except Erwin and Moblit were in class, so Hange was rattling with caffeine and trying to push you to download tinder again.

Levi raised a brow at you in a silent hello before sitting down beside you, an apple lodged in his mouth. "You could try tinder again!"

Even Levi groaned at the mention on your behalf.

"Fuuck off!" You grumbled into your palm, feigning annoyance but still breaking into laughter. "Did you forget about last time?"

"Okay, fine! Fair enough!"

"I'm going to enjoy this week of silence. Hear that, silence? No roommates, just Levi down the hall."

You agreed to take care of Hanji's fish and plants whilst they and Moblit took a week trip abroad together. Some ski-resort somewhere beautiful, screw them both. You told them if you don't receive tons of photos you're letting their favourite cactus die.

Erwin was supposed to be home with you and Levi too, but as he's inheriting his fathers company after graduation he spends more time in New York than on campus anymore.

When Hange asked you initially you'd wanted to say no, but your roommates had been driving you crazy. Eren fucked girls like it was going out of fashion, Jean yelled out explosively during early hours whilst gaming, and Armin was never even home to complain to or study with anymore (god knows what he was getting up to).

Your eyes flashed to Levi's forearms, the veins were prominent today...Your eyes drifted along them until you realised his attire, a form fitting slinky black gym shirt, and loose shorts. It also explained the black cap. He'd been to the gym. Fuck, he was all pumped-

"Hungry?" he asked absently, typing with one hand.

You hummed just as distantly, watching him rotate the apple to where he'd not bitten it. As it brushed your lips you stalled.

The realisation suddenly hit you as to who you were spending a whole week with.

He turned to you, a glint in his eye. "Bite," he ordered calmly.

You nodded, feeling your cheeks burn under the library air conditioning. You took a bite, his eyes still in yours. Then he took a bite from the same side you'd bitten from, a smirk on his lips before he turned back to his computer.

This unsaid thing you had with Levi was arguably the most exciting yet daunting thing that contributed to your college life experience. When you went to parties, you and Levi were often left together, drunk and conversing with one another.

Sometimes his hands lingered, sometimes you fell asleep with your head on his lap. After all, you spent more time at Hange's than your own place.

Your mouth went dry when Hange introduced you both in the beginning. It was still humid even though it was fall, he was topless, back from a run and about to shower.

But it was more than his killer physique or the calm and silent way he always knows when you're not at your best. The blunt texts to come over and eat something "fucking healthy for once. Hange gets sad when you're away, come eat."

The way he massages your shoulders when you're studying sometimes, swapping your coffee for tea and hearing no arguments. The way he breaches your bubble, pulling away your headphones to massage your temples. "You're hopeless," he tells you. But he's speaking more to himself and the fanciful images his brain paints of you.

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You stretched out your arms at Hange's desk, having unpacked all of your clothes and toiletries for the next several days. You were all settled in, if not a little on edge with Levi a few doors away for the next seven days though.

You'd spent a few hours finishing up some assignments so you could spend the weekend bingeing on some shows guilt free and avoiding the outside world.

Levi was silent, so much so you'd assumed that he was spending this Friday night at some party or other social function.

But a soft knock at your door reminded you that he'd never left, he'd have told you first. "You know about these?" Levi asked, exasperation clinging to his voice as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

Two blunts settled at the bottom of the clear plastic sandwich bag he was holding. "I wouldn't mind smoking tonight, but I hate the smell."

There was a sticky note sellotaped to it, "For when you two are ready to act like college students! Have fun!

Hange, Erwin."

"Ha, ha. Classic, right? Where'd they leave those?"

"On my nightstand," he deadpanned, leaning against the doorframe.

Fuck, he was wearing sweatpants.

"For real?..." You performed a clumsy but determined reroute of your vision. Instead you glanced at the clock. 10pm.

"And you only just found them now?"

He gestured toward you vaguely, "I was at my desk." His brow rose, as if to say, the same thing as you idiot.

You licked your lips, "Ha, same."

Levi liked seeing you like this. All casual and in your own element. Not dressed up or for anyone else's consumption except for your own.

He only ever saw you like this when you woke up here at his place. When you all fall asleep on the couch after hours of laughter, debate, and pizza.

Warmth surfaces in his chest at the sight of you like this. So familiar, so understated. So only the sight you let your closest people see, so his.

Your hands tensed into fists above your knees.

The tension was so thick that one match could burn down this entire apartment complex.

Satin shorts fell around your thighs, and you wore a long sleeved v neck top. Teasing slithers of your sternum and your nipples that were hardening by the second. Were these your pyjamas?

Cute.

He folded his arms and you almost forgot yourself for a moment. "Up for it?"

"For what?" you immediately garbled as heat rushed to your core.

He did a smoking gesture with two fingers and you melted, a deep sensuality brewing in the way he was eyeing you. He huffed your name, "Fuck me, gardening? What else?" he spat.

"Oh! I-fuck you!" You laughed as nonchalantly as you could muster, "One sec. Let me save this file and store some readings I found."

"Sure. I've got all the time in the world."

"Oh yeah?" You chuckled wryly, making a point to rise from your seat as you fiddled with your mouse. "Just gotta save this...upload that."

"Okay good, so you'll be quick?"" He muttered a silent 'fuck' behind you, resisting the urge to bite down on his knuckles for heavens sake.

"Mm, mm! Will take me two seconds..." When the gentle breeze billowing through the window hit the back of your thighs you realised you'd made a huge fucking mistake.

You were wearing shorts, and quite literally jutting out your behind for him to feast on. It felt too late to back down now.

You jabbed at the keys below you, searching for your bookmark folders for the various assignments you'd compiled research for. Your brain was suddenly going to literal shit. His eyes were burning through your behind, you could practically feel them caressing your skin.

He called your name, but you were so used to his nagging you were immune to it as you fumbled

through all of your chrome tabs. So, you continued saving the readings you had loaded up to use for citations later.

"What's this for?" His voice ghosted your skin and the heat of his body utterly smashed through your barrier of personal space. Curse his silent creeper footsteps. Fuck him.

Your voice disappeared. Your heart pounding in your chest. His arm slid under yours and you sucked in a breath. His hand settled over yours, pushing your pointer finger until the mouse clicked, so he could toggle and skim at your documents.

Levi really has no concept of personal space sometimes.

You all but gulped, "Someone's nosy."

"Curious." He firmly corrected, his chin now brushing your shoulder. "I mean well done, you've got a good system here."

The simplest of praise from Levi always made your knees a little wobbly.

"Can you just let me save my shit?" You nudged him, but the heat of him was still stifling you.

His hand moved from yours but then he realised he had no idea how he'd gotten in this position with you. Now his arm was leant under your own, palm flattened against the desk. You'd smacked it aside so you could monopolise the mouse instead.

He'd glanced up from his phone to catch your ass so shamelessly offered in his direction and his body had moved for him. And now here he was, his mouth growing dry at you in these skimpy little shorts just centimetres away. Fuck you.

He kept his lower body pulled back from yours, but he dithered a moment. His own breath was becoming hard to control, especially as his eyes scanned over your pretty face while you focused.

"Might as well just sit back down and finish up, I'll go set up my room," he said, swallowing every few words

"Just give me a sec! I don't wanna lose this page. You're fucking stressing me out by hulking over me like this."

You refused to look at him, you could already feel him grinning at the way you'd tripped on your words a little. Fuck that.

A tiny tsk sound ghosted your earlobe and you stifled a giggle at the familiar sound. He finally moved, sitting down in the desk chair beside you instead.

He sighed, drumming his fingers against the desk.

"Vi, you're being annoying."

He didn't think this through, now he could see the way your ass was peaking through your shorts. The material was so thin—too thin. Were you even wearing panties under those?

He sighed into his palm, quieting his filthy mind with an absent scroll through his phone.

"You took the fucking chair..." you hissed under your breath, tilting the computer monitor. But before Levi could think of a snarky remark you'd plonked yourself onto his lap and his phone had smacked face down onto the floor.

You regretted it instantly, having been driven completely by the incessant throbbing between your legs.

"Sorry!"

"No worries, I'll grab it in a minute, just hurry up."

Levi's inner voice was cursing so much it would make a sailor blush.

"This has been more than a few seconds, you know?" His tone was shorter now, strained and moodier than him in the mornings.

"Please. While I understand this concept I want to finish the last paragraph, then I can fully relax for the weekend," you bluffed, though with complete sincerity.

"Whatever."

He only accepted because your voice sounded so sweet. You only ever talk to him like that.

The warmth of you was making his skin flush. He couldn't help but envision all the other things you could both be doing in this position.

A hand of his drifted to rest on your thigh. You felt your cunt throb in need at the close proximity teasing it just inches away. How much longer could you do this?

Then he started drumming his fingers, so close, the subtle vibrations making you grow slicker. You didn't dare say a word about it, especially because he only moved his tapping from the desk to your thigh to piss you off even more.

But as the minutes passed by, you found yourself wondering, how many telltale signs Levi was being polite enough to ignore.

"Maybe you are boring," he began, chuckling when you whipped around to scowl at him. His hand stilled now, his thumb stroking against the sensitive part of your inner thigh. He handled you with such subtle possession it made your brain foggy, unable to think of anything else but him.

"It's a Friday night, you've got weed. Company that isn't two tall idiots that exceed the cities alloted decibels."

You chortled at that, making Levi's stomach swim with an emotion he quickly shoves aside.

"You're worse than me, too. Studying for hours like this."

"I don't know what to say, just entertain yourself. For five more minutes!" you groaned, typing as fast as you could to make it believable. Just two more sentences and then you could make a break for it to-

"Entertain myself?" he repeated.

His hand shifted until it was fitted snugly between your legs, his knuckles nudging your thighs wider. "I suppose I could think of some entertainment quite easily. Some things I could do right here, right now," he purred dangerously against your neck.

You had no idea how you were keeping your composure. His hand was drawing so close, you could feel how hot your sex was becoming.

He drew a single finger toward the heat between your legs and you hissed in defeat. Palm closing over your mouth to muffle your breaths, "Levi?"

"Mm? Want me to stop? Because I will." He inched closer, his chest pressing against your back. "Why'd you stop typing? I thought you were a good student?"

Your fingers returned to the keyboard, but this time with a disjointed flow and broken concentration. "Can't answer my question? Can you?"

"Don't be a dick?" You'd meant to say a command but you'd asked a question. Oh yeah. You were definitely fucked.

"I know, you're too embarrassed to let me see that you've soaked these cute little shorts? Aren't you?"

He teased the hem of your shirt, before he slid his hand underneath it, gripping at your breasts before settling it over your throat. "I asked you a question, you're not a stupid girl, are you?"

"No, Levi," you whimpered.

His voice softened as his lips pressed against your nape. "Then answer me and stop being a brat. You're better than that."

"Don't stop," You hissed, "There. I said something."

His mouth felt so good as he explored your skin, sucking and kissing until you moaned. "No, you didn't. You're embarrassed by how wet your pussy is, and I want to know why."

You groaned a curse into his hair in response. "I can't say something like that."

"Your body's already talking for you." His fingers ripped aside the gusset of your silk shorts. The sodden fabric soiling his fingers. "She's telling me how much she needs a cock inside of her— but you?"

"I do! Wanna tell you!" You moaned and tried to garner some stimulation from his fingers, but they were already gone.

His fingers shined with your slick. Levi sighed so erotically in your ear at the sight you felt yourself drip tenfold upon the seat cushion.

"God, what a fucking mess you've made. All alone too. Being sat on my lap made you this slutty? You couldn't control yourself?"

Your cheeks burned with embarrassment. The words on the computer screen blended into nothing. "I couldn't help it," you offered weakly. Levi lifted and then repositioned you with ease, slack jawed at the slick darkening the crotch of his light grey sweats.

He sighed deeply behind you, fuck you were too good. Offering yourself up like this, needy and already so fucked out.

"I had no idea you needed to be fucked so badly..." He shifted your shirt up, gripping your tits until you moaned. "You just need to be fucked, don't you, baby? Go on, say it."

Your voice was barely above a whisper. "Need you, Vi. I need to be...fucked."

"Don't be shy about it now, how can you? You've even soiled my pants. Did you think I wouldn't realise?" he mocked.

You shook your head. "Don't know..."

"What didn't you know?"

"I-"

He wrapped his hand around your throat once more. He didn't squeeze it, but he rubbed at your pulse point. "You were trying to buy time, weren't you?"

"Maybe," you all but squeaked out. "Think you know everything, huh? Maybe I wanted to finish my paper."

"Oh? I think I've had enough of your bratty little attitude today." His hand squeezed the sides of your neck, until all you could focus on was the deep throbbing in your core.

He shifted his hips underneath you, delighting in the noise that parted your lips at the sensation of him so hard and now rutting against you.

"My god, what about you huh? What's got you like that?"

He tugged aside your gusset once more, exposing your pussy to the cool air of Hange's bedroom. "You, like this. No panties, dripping just from being sat on my lap and being so fucking embarrassed about it.”

"Stop fucking teasing me, please. I'm begging."

"You're begging? So you're finally saying that you want me to play with this messy pussy of yours?"

"I do, I want you to touch me. Please, your fingers. Anything."

"I'll play with it, I'll touch it just for you, I'll even make you come. You just have to wait a little longer."

No voice should be so husky and seductive like his is, it's a weapon. That's what it is, it's hypnotising, dumbing, downright unfair.

"Please, I'm gonna fucking explode," you hissed, pulling aside the shorts yourself. "Don't be so mean. Please, do something—anything."

He gripped your neck with even more claim, making you whimper at the switch. "Don't tell me what to do, you fucking brat. You don't have the right to give me any commands right now. Not when you're so desperate."

But Levi's own resolve was slipping. So finally, his thumb brushed your clit and you gasped out for air. Your chest heaving at the contact.

"Fuck it's all swollen, isn't it? Your clit." He circled it with his thumb before he started to tap it. Firm enough to set the nerves there on fire but so gentle you were dripping all over his palm for more. Aching for release.

"More, please. Levi."

"Oh this is precious. Begging for more like you're not already being touched? You're so fucking desperate, baby."

He administered slow rubs to your clit, teasing and-

"'Mean. Levi, you're so fucking mean," you whined.

"You like it," he whispered darkly.

You hate that he's right. "But-You're being mean, I don't even know...Can't think."

He was turning you into mush. You were such a smart girl, so studious, rarely at parties. Dedicated. But in his hold you were nothing but a whiny slut. And he loved it.

"And I can be meaner. So if you're bitching this much now, I should probably just knock it off, right? Because you hate it so much?"

His thumb toyed with your clit, delighting in the way you were soaking all the pads of his fingertips and muffling your moans into your palm all the while.

"I'll have to make you answer me, huh?" He sunk two fingers into you and you almost came undone. You were so earnest, so sensitive. He worked his thumb with renewed speed, whilst his fingers stroked that spot inside of you that had your eyes rolling back.

"Fine! Be mean. Just let me, fucking-"

His movements grew faster and his hand moved from your neck to your breast, manhandling you to his liking. "I thought you were a good girl— a smart girl."

"I am, I promise!" Levi was going to drive you into a daze, a daze where all you could do was hear his voice and be stroked and fucked by his cock and fingers.

"But you're just a fucking slut who's desperate for some cock. My cock. This was just bound to happen, wasn't it?

"Don't make me say it," you whined, his fingers fucking you even harder.

"Tell me, did you think about it? Have you ever thought about it?"

"Of course I have!"

Levi's the type to talk you through it. It's that that makes your cunt grip his fingers all the more tighter.

"Tell me what you fucking thought about then? My fingers didn't just slip inside did they? You made a mess on me. I had no choice."

"M' sorry!"

The pleasure was overwhelming, Levi's voice in your ear, so gravelly, so degrading. His large hands felt like they're touching and brushing every erogenous zone. His fingers were fucking your cunt with such precision you were withholding screams.

"You're not sorry, sluts are never fucking sorry. I had to take care of you like this," he panted.

Lewd sloshes of your pussy filled the absence your voice couldn't manage to. The more embarrassed you felt, the better it felt. But every time you got close, clenching all over Levi's fingers. He slowed and let your orgasm drift away instead.

"You like being spoken to like this too, I can feel it."

"Lev!"

With his hand on your throat he tipped your head back to speak directly into your ear. "You were dripping all over me like a bitch in heat. Over fucking nothing. Would've tried to fuck my thigh otherwise, wouldn't you?"

"No, it's just, you were touching me. An' so close!"

Fuck you're so cute, getting all worked up over him like that. He loved every second of it.

"No, I think you would have. Gonna be crying when you finally sit on my cock too huh? Or are you still gonna be begging for more like the greedy little slut you really are?"

"C-Can I have it now?"

Levi stopped at once. Sucking his fingers clean, his heavy breaths filled your ears. His clothed cock stopped rutting against your ass.

"Sorry I-"

He grabbed you, tossed you over his shoulder and then threw you beneath him on Hange's bed. His hands ripped away your shorts, you pulled away your top, leaving you stripped bare beneath him.

You yanked him close and he groaned, quickly catching all of his weight in his forearms. His eyes widened at how eager you were to be close to him too.

Your noses met, Levi roughly grabbed your jaw. "Kiss me, please," you whispered.

Fuck you were even prettier up close.

Levi's lips were on yours in seconds. Gripping you close as you groaned into each other's mouths. You worked away his t-shirt, rushing to feel the heat of his skin.

You could barely withstand your lips parting in his undressing. Levi's tongue was in your mouth, on your throat, and then his lips were sucking on yours all over again, he raked his teeth over your lower lip, he bit too. He sent you spiralling down a hole of lust that was like nothing you'd ever felt.

He was so fucking passionate, so fucking filthy.

You peeked down as you and him worked away his sweatpants, his hand cradling the back of your head as his lips coasted down your throat simultaneously.

"Fuck me, fuck me now. Please."

Levi was far bigger than he felt under you minutes earlier. His cock was strained, dripping and flushed pink, its veins throbbing and thick. It was visibly praying for release. "Want you inside of me, need you inside."

Levi fell apart against your neck, fingers toying with the slick drifting down to your ass. You moaned out at the new sensation as he teased the entrance

"How many times have you thought about me filling all your needy holes? You'd let me fuck this one, wouldn't you?"

"I'd let you do anything," you whimpered, "But I want to come, you still haven't let me come!"

"Because I want you to come on my cock. I thought you were smart?" He waded his tip through your heated folds, groaning at the way it lubricated him.

"Wait shit, does Hange have condoms in here?"

"I'm on birth control."

Seconds of tense silence passed.

Levi sat up, his cock throbbing so much he felt dizzy. His eyes were half-lidded and dark as he eyed you below him. Drinking in your statement.

Your thighs were spread and clenched around his hips, your pussy glistening and swollen. "Last time I got tested, I was all clear," you continued.

"Me too." Levi felt speechless all of a sudden. He'd never fucked anyone raw. But you, you were different, this was different. Fuck. How the fuck wasn't he going to come in seconds?

After he'd waited to have you come on his dick.

"I've never done it without one, though. Where would you want me to..."

"Inside... of course."

"Of course?"

Levi's eyes were so alight with lust it was making you shiver.

Daringly you moved your fingers to your pussy and spread yourself. He sighed, shaky and resigned as he said, lowly, "I can't believe you baby."

He gripped his cock, slapping it against your pussy. Smirking at the way your back pulled up in an arch, moaning so devotedly under him. "Will you? Do it."

"Depends because...." He kissed along your jaw until he reached your ear, nipping your earlobe, "You're telling me you're a filthy girl who wants her pussy fucked full of cum in her best friend's bed. Huh?"

"Hange doesn't need to know," you moaned as Levi slotted his palm to your pussy, thumb toying with your clit as he finally sunk his cock inside of you.

"Damn fucking right they don't. As if I could say no to you."

Levi hissed as he bottomed out, teeth threatening to draw blood from his lower lip at the obscene way you mewled. "Fuck you feel good, don't you baby?"

"Levi, you feel perfect."

"Oh yeah?"

Levi was so drunk on your pussy and he'd only just entered you. "Choke me, again."

You were swept up in your pleasure, basking in the embarrassment. Expecting for his teasing and also wanting it too. "Please."

"Anything." His one hand gripped onto the headboard, the other holding you by your neck as if to only so he could tug your mouth to his.

He rolled his hips into yours, making sure he reached deep enough that you shook at the motions. And sensual enough that he could feel your heart throbbing against his own.

"Fuck, you're so damn pretty."

Your cheeks burned at the tenderness in which he gasped your name after the soft compliment.

The faster he got the more broken your voices became. The more you clenched and throbbed on his length—the more you unravelled him. Your hands settled in his hair, pulling and adoring.

You wanted to tell Levi how pretty he was too, but you could barely speak. Not as he was growing faster and spluttering in your neck. He was fucking you so hard the bed frame was smacking into the wall and surely catching his fingers too but he didn't seem to care.

"Pretty little slut wants her pussy ruined with cum? My cum all inside of her?"

"I really fucking do!" Levi gripped your throat harder, which seemed to only intensify the relentless sensations of his cock.

"You're okay?" He asked, loosening his grip. With a sinful sheen of lust clouding your expression your hand coiled over his own.

"You're a pervert, baby. A pretty fucking pervert."

"But you like it!"

Levi moaned your name over and over. Until it sounded like something else. Until he was pushing your thighs up and pressing you down to take everything he was giving.

His thumb worked your clit as he slammed his cock upward, abusing that spot that was making you gush all over his cock. Then finally, you broke, your climax shattering your senses and every sexual encounter you ever had before him.

You felt Levi's teasing, his touch, his purpose, his cock, in every pleasure centre your body housed.

"On my cock just like that, fuck. Just like we wanted huh, you ready to be filled, filthy girl?"

You were clenching on him so tight, throbbing all around him. "Levi, fuck-" you tugged him close until his lips crashed onto yours, delighting in the way he was an incoherent garbling mess. The way his hands were sinking into your thighs with possession, slapping, grabbing, squeezing.

"Fuck, baby. Take it—all!"

You moaned in tandem as he painted your walls white. Pressing kisses all over his face as he fell apart. He came so much that when he removed himself and saw how much you were dripping with him, he fixed his hand to his cock and came some more.

Loud pants filled the room, your arms reached out for him and he took them, enveloping you in warmth.

"Fuck, Levi. How long has it been for you?"

You fell into fond breathless laughter, "You don't even wanna know. Trust me."

He settled on his stomach, forcing your thighs open. "Oh my god, Vi—T-The sheets!"

Levi's cum oozed out of you everytime you throbbed from the aftershocks of your climax. "You wanted it messy. But, I guess it'll have to be me that cleans you up."

He kissed and sucked along your thighs, keeping them spread. "Levi! Levi, you can't..." then he peeled back the hood of your clit, and flicked his tongue experimentally. Your entire body wracked with a shiver.

Perfect.

"Did you think you were only coming once tonight?" he chuckled incredulously. "And if you're this sensitive, I wonder what's gonna happen when you smoke."

#levi x reader one shot #levi x fem!reader #levi x you #levi ackerman x you #levi x reader #levi fanfiction #i had so much fun writing this omg #tw: weed mention #tw weed #tw smoking mention

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tomboyjessie13 · 8 months

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Daniel's Cafe - Cairo, Egypt Twilight hour

It was Twilight hour with the sky being colored in a beautiful yellow, orange, and dark blue color. Standing by the great Pyramids of Egypt is a Cafe that encourages gambling, smoking hookahs, and drinking, alcoholic or not.

It is currently closed off to regular customers, the only people that are occupying the building at the moment are DIO's Agents, with Daniel J. D'Arby running the show, it's basically a private party for evil Stand users.

There are 7 users who are present, 5 of them at the gambling table are the men consisting of D'Arbys Younger and Elder, Hol Horse, Steely Dan, and Kenny G, the other 2 are the women Medea King and Mariah who are by the bar.

Medea then walks to the men with a fresh stack of cards and Poker chips on the tray.

Medea: *Gives the stack of cards to J. D'Arby* Alright lads, we're here to have a good time, so no cheating and no soul stealing. *Points at J. D'Arby* That means you, Daniel!

J. D'Arby: *Sticks tongue at her as he shuffles cards*

Kenny G: *Thumbs up* Fair enough.

Medea: That being said: have fun! *Goes back to the bar*

Steely Dan: *Separates chips* Awww, you're not going to play with us, sweetheart? >;-) *Hol Horse slaps him on the back of his head* Hey!

Medea: No thanks, I'd rather not lose my cash to a twat's whose ego's the size of Jupiter. *Enters bar*

All but Medea: *Cringes* Oooooooooh(J. D'Arby: That's got to hurt).

Medea: *Starts putting on some music on the radio, it starts playing jazz music*

Mariah: *Sitting by the bar* Give me a lemon drop please. *Gives her money*

Medea: *Takes it* Sure thing. *Makes a plate of sugar and lemon zest* So where's Rose? Did she bail?

Mariah: Yeah, she got hired by a Latin politician for assassination duties, she couldn't make it here.

Medea: *Irritated* Bleh, I hate politics.

Mariah: Tell me about it, anyway you're not drinking tonight?

Medea: Nah, someone has to be the designated driver for these idiots if they get piss drunk, so I'm manning the bar for a while.

Hol Horse: *Checking out his cards* Even on a day off, you still work? *Puts his Poker chip in the center*

Medea: Better to work at a Giza Cafe than at the Mansion's bar. *Starts rimming the glass with a lemon* At least I get some fresh air and an awesome view of the Pyramids.

Hol Horse: *Looks over and sees them* Oh yeah, they do look awesome.

T. D'Arby: *Puts in his chips* I'm in for £50.

Kenny G: *Does the same* Make it 30.

Steely Dan: *Same with him* 90 US$, plus this emerald ring. *Throws in the ring*

J. D'Arby: That ring looks pretty expensive, where did you get it?

Steely Dan: Let's just say there was a jewelry store here that had a "special discount".

Medea: More like a "five finger discount" you fucker, you stole that ring, didn't you?

Steely Dan: Why, you want it? >;-)

Medea: *Eyes roll in disgust* Ugh.

Mariah: Just ignore him, sweetie. He's just trying to get a rise out of you. <;_<

Medea: Of course. *Starts pouring in the ingredients*

Kenny G: I got a good hand. *Throws in two 4s and Aces* Two pair.

J. D'Arby: *Throws in four 7's* Four of a kind >:-)

T. D'Arby: *Angry* SON OF A BITCH!

Hol Horse: *Smirks* Nuh uh, *Throws in his deck* Full house.

All but the women: Awwww!

Hol Horse: *Takes all the chips and the ring* New spurs here I come XD

Medea: *To Steely Dan as she shakes the cocktail shaker* HA! You earned that one, Dan!

Steely Dan: *Slams fist down* Dammit.

Hol Horse: *Puts on the ring* Well will you look at that, it matches my shirt and pants.

Mariah: Yes king, slay!

Medea: *She finishes the cocktail and gives it to her* Here you go, Mariah.

Mariah: Thank yooou~

J. D'Arby: *Reshuffles the deck* Let's see if you can win that ring back, huh, Dan?

T. D'Arby: *Puts chips in the center* Or maybe I can win it and give it to Sonia.

Steely Dan: Who?

T. D'Arby: She's a part of my collection~<3

Steely Dan: Go back to your basement with your Nissans, you creep.

T. D'Arby: It's Nintendo, not Nissan. *Speaks in Japanese* "You can take a man out of Kyoto, but you can't take Kyoto out of a man."

Steely Dan: *Surprised* Whoa.

Hol Horse: *Almost drops his cigarette from shock* Was that Japanese just now? How did you learn it?

T. D'Arby: If you take enough souls from Japanese tourists who are visiting Egypt, eventually you're going to learn the language. *Pushing some poker chips* First just the Japanese words for "please don't take my soul", but it's amazing how it's the building blocks of an entire language.

Mariah: Chinese is very similar. *Sips her drink*

T. D'Arby: And there's also Japanese videogames that I've either pirated or spent a king's ransom on, Nintendo included.

Kenny G: *Throws in his chips* It's true, he bought a copy of "The Adventure of Link" straight from the motherland.

Hol Horse: Holy...

J. D'Arby: Are you finished?

T. D'Arby: I'm just getting started XD

Kenny G: *Snickers*

Steely Dan: *Rolls eyes as he puts his chips in* $50... since we're on the topic of stealing, then let me tell you how I'd paid an Arabic guy to steal something...

T. D'Arby: Ok...

Steely Dan: From a Black Market.

Hol Horse: *Puffs his cigarette* What did he steal?

Steely Dan: Cannabis...marijuana, pot, weed, 420.

Hol Horse: Isn't that illegal in Arabia?

Steely Dan: What part of "Black Market" don't you understand? People get arrested just for holding small amounts.

Medea: *Taking out some Guinness beers from the fridge* Yeesh, isn't that a bit harsh?

J. D'Arby: *Puts in his chips* Hm? Oh, that's right, you're from California. Didn't it used to be lax with pot before it became illegal?

Medea: *Putting some beers on the tray* I believe so, my High School back at Morro Bay did have a Black Market of its own when I was in the 10th Grade, this guy was selling baggies of it for $5 under the bleachers. *Adds glasses with ice in them on the tray* But then the anti-pot laws started popping up and the Black Market went out of business when the dealer got caught by the Janitor and was expelled... Who wants a Guinness?

Kenny G: *Raises hand* I do.

Hol Horse: *Raises hand* Same.

Steely Dan: Pffft, and you call yourself a street vigilante letting a drug dealer onto your campus? *Starts stroking his forefingers together* Shame on you >:-)

Medea: *Taking the Guinness to the table* I didn't think it was a big deal, dude, it's just grass that makes you act weird. *Starts giving them out* That and I kind of got spoiled by my Middle School's Black Market.

Mariah: What did it sell?

Medea: *Goes back to the bar* Nothing illegal or dangerous, just some toys that were banned from the campus for being "distracting", mostly trading cards and "Game & Watches". This kid was selling them for 3 to 10 bucks, and I was able to get a rare baseball card of the San Francisco Giants' Chili Davis for just $3 a pop. I missed Pizza Bagel Day, but it was worth it.

T. D'Arby: How lame, you should've gone for the "Game & Watch".

Medea: Fuck you it's my money, I can do whatever I want with it. Besides, those handhelds cost $9 each and I only brought 5.

T. D'Arby: *Hands up* No need to get snippy with me, Ms. King.

Medea: Right, I'm sorry, but come on man.

Steely Dan: *Smirks* Well well well, look what we have here? *Throws in his deck* A straight flush.

All but the women: Ahhhh!

Kenny G: Oh, come on!

Steely Dan: *Taking all the chips* I'll be needing that ring back, Hol Horse >;-)

- Medea and the Agents of DIO having a private party at a Giza Cafe

*T. D'Arby's ability to speak and understand Japanese was loosely inspired by a Family Guy clip.

*Morro Bay's schools presented in JJBA are purely fictional and not related to the schools IRL, just wanted to get that out of the way before you all attack me

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