#levi ackerman one shot

[chosos-mascara]

levi ackerman, pillow humping while thinking of you. 400 words

Levi had more self control than this. He knew he did - combating the desire he'd had for you as if it had been another titan. Yet, he found himself laying awake at night, a sheen of sweat over his body, a ball in his throat. There were many things he'd wanted, and he knew that right at the top of that list, your name would sit highly, proudly. 

This wouldn't be the first time he'd rolled a fist over himself while thinking of you. There were a few memories he'd gone to, moments where he'd caught a glimpse of your bare skin when he shouldn't have looked, or fixated on the curve of your ass - accentuated by the uniform straps. Today, there had been a specific scene replaying within his mind, the root of the ache between his thighs. 

He'd been behind you, riding horseback. You'd led the way, describing a new formation to squad leaders, a hunched position. The bounce of your body over the saddle, the arch of your back as you controlled your weight. 

It was pathetic, really. Levi understood he'd been desperate, yet found his hand trailing toward his member with a sigh between parted lips. Though, as he pumped himself languidly, he'd known his fist wouldn't suffice tonight. Every roll of his hips left him unsatisfied as his leaking tip begged for more friction. He'd thought about it, how pathetic he'd felt, yet he found himself rolling over anyway. 

He brought the pillows toward him, arching the cotton and pressing himself against the curve. One supported his upper body, a place to press his face and suppress stray moans, while the other had been folded to grasp at his cock. There had been a hiss at the initial roll of hips, a twang of relief. The need for more drove him to continue, humping motion as he leaned forward. If he concentrated, he could picture you beneath him, missionary position, his tinted cheeks hidden in the darkness around him. The quiet movements of the bed, ones he'd known would be much louder if he'd been able to have his way with you. 

Your name, lost into the plush of fabric as he thrusted helplessly against the pillow, hips bucking in sporadic and needy movements, chasing the release he'd so desperately wanted. Once the high would hit, he'd known the burning within him would subside, at least for a few more nights. 

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[mayajadewrites]

attitude problem – levi ackerman

pairing: captain levi x fem scout reader

synopsis: while being a part of the scout regiment, you've gotten spoken to numerous times about your attitude towards other scouts and even leaders. captain levi ackerman has had enough.

authors note: this is my first time writing a one-shot so please be kind :)

NSFW.

"Mikasa, do you ever shut the fuck up about Eren?" You roll your eyes as you finish your dinner. "I feel like I know every single thing about him and I barely even know the man."

"Just because you're alone doesn't mean we all have to be." Mikasa retorted, glancing at Eren. "Right, Eren?"

"Smart men stay quiet." You get up from your seat and walk to the trash can to clean off your plate of food.

"I guess I'm a dumbass then." You turned around to see Captain Levi standing behind you with his arms across his chest.

"If the shoe fits." You shrug your shoulders and walk the opposite direction of Captian Levi.

Unlike everyone else, you're not afraid of the Captain. Hell, you're barely afraid of titans. Nothing truly scares you and your personality radiates that.

You fix your cropped jacket as you walk back to your room.

Captain Levi calls your name before you can open your door.

"Come to my office. And that's an order, not a question."

Unfortunately, you cannot ignore a Captain's orders. You can try your best to bend the orders to make it worth your while, but to simply ignore is not what a scout does.

You enter Captain Levi's office and notice how pristine everything is. There is not a speck of dust on any tables, nor is anything out of place. Even the piles of papers look like they're placed in a specific order. His outfit looked like it was just cleaned and steamed - his white dress shirt without any wrinkles, his pants tailored perfectly.

Captain Levin shut his door, striding to his chair. He leaned back in his chair, sipping his tea with his hand above the top of the cup. "Sit."

You comply, sitting in the chair in front of his desk.

"I've gotten several complaints about your attitude lately." Levi's half lidded eyes looked at you. "Every day actually."

"Did you want me to say sorry?" Your eyes stayed on his, raising an eyebrow.

"You're a vision fighting titans, but socializing is not your forté."

"I could say the same about you."

This must've struck a nerve in Captain Levi since he stood up from his chair, glaring at you with his steel shaded eyes.

He stood up from his chair and slowly made his way over to you, eventually pressing his hands on the armrests of your chair. Captain Levi inched his face closer to yours to the point where you could feel his breath. "What are we gonna do about that mouth of yours?"

Your breath hitched as Captain Levi analyzed your face. He studied every detail of your skin as if it was the last thing he would ever look at.

"Captain." You whisper, your eyes meeting his. "Have you ever been this close to a woman?" A smirk formed on your lips.

Captain Levi pulled your body up to him by your shirt, pressing his lips to your ear. "Oh brat, you have no idea." You felt his teeth sink into your ear, an unexpected moan leaving your lips.

Captain Levi pressed his hands to your waist and brought you on top of his desk so you were above him. Still unsure on what you should do, you played quiet.

"Don't act all shy now." The Captain's voice almost always sounded seductive, but right now it felt especially so. The warmth from your core felt like it was going to burn a hole in your stomach. "Tell me what you want."

"I want to fuck you on your desk."

"Correction, I'll be fucking you." Captain Levi pressed his plump lips to yours, feeding your hunger for him. His tongue was impatient, pushing through his lips into your mouth. His hands were placed on your hips, squeezing them gently every now and then.

You can't lie, you've always thought Captain Levi was hot as fuck. Who didn't. But you never thought he would ever want to kiss you, let alone fuck you.

"I never realized you could be quiet for more than 2 minutes." Captain Levi whispered against your lips, snaking his hands up your shirt to your tits. "So these are why you're always in trouble for dress code. Your buttons are about to burst open." He took your nipple between his thumb and pointer finger, pinching it gently.

"Captain," You moan, leaning your head back. Captain Levi began massaging your tits gently, watching your facial expression turn into pure arousal.

"Lay down." Captain Levi ordered, stripping himself from his shirt, slowly undoing his lower half. You could hear his belt hit the floor, which made you even more aroused. "I'm going to fuck you on my desk, do you hear me?"

"Yes, Captain." You lay down on the wooden desk, the cold surface creating goosebumps on your skin.

"Levi." He said, bringing his fingers to your pussy. "Look how wet your pretty little pussy is for me already." One finger slipped in, then two. Levi pumped his fingers into your pussy, curling them when he felt it was deep enough.

"Captain - God, Levi." You moan, reaching your hands out to grab something, anything.

Levi pulled his fingers out of you and pulled his underwear off, kicking them to the side with his ankle. You looked up at the size of his cock, and holy shit, it looked perfect. You could see pre-cum drip from his tip and you were mentally begging for him to slam himself inside of you.

"You want this?" Levi said as he put his arms over you on the desk.

"Yes." You moan again, barely holding onto control.

"Yes what?" Levi inched closer to your face.

"Yes please." You whimper as he guided his cock into your pussy, feeling your walls stretch to the size of him. Levi's eyes rolled to the back of his head as he pressed into you, his strokes long and gentle.

You didn't expect Levi to be gentle while he was fucking you, but he was. His hands caressed your face as he pulled in and out of you, planting kisses on your face and neck.

Levis lips found the sensitive spot on your neck where he began biting and sucking, leaving a hickey.

"Levi, fuck." You moan breathlessly, wrapping your arms around his neck. "You feel so good."

"I'm the only one that can handle this pussy filled with attitude." His pace quickened, kissing your lips gently. "Remember that."

You felt your walls pulsate around his cock, chasing your high. "Levi, I'm gonna cum."

"By all means." Levi thrusted inside you faster, helping you attain that high that you've been dreaming of. The world shattered and it was just you and Levi. Levi's pace was quick and uneven now and you knew he was about to reach his euphoria.

He pulled out quickly and released on your stomach as he breathed heavily. Once he came down from his high, he grabbed a towel from his drawer and cleaned you off before himself. Your legs were shaking and your pussy was still dripping with arousal.

"Remember that the next time you mouth off."

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[chososdoll]

restless (levi x f!reader)

☁ pairing: levi x fem! bodied reader ☁ word count: 1.1k ☁ c/w: PiV sex, outdoor sex, kinda rough sex, degradation/praising (it ain't levi if it ain't both!), orgasm control, cream pie, cum eating ☁ author's note: i did this instead of studying cause i'm a horny bitch

You had promised him you wouldn’t make a habit of this. Every single time was meant to be the last time- but here you were, miles from the outer Wall, pressed up against a tree in the forest with your arms wrapped around Levi’s neck as you kissed him hungrily. He understood, really - you weren’t any useful to anyone when this pent up, never mind humanity.

You had been married so long, with one longing look he knew what it was you needed to relax. Waiting until the other soldiers had long fallen asleep, you’d both snuck off further into the forest where no one would find you - and more importantly, hear you.

“Bend over then - now,” Levi commanded as he pulled off from you, a strong hand on your shoulder turning you to face the tree. Rolling your eyes, your hands fumbled with your belt before his joined to help. He wasted no time in pulling down your trousers and underwear just enough to expose your already wet pussy. You felt him position himself behind you as you planted your feet in place. The anticipation hung in the air of the silent forest as you waited for him. 

“You know, you used to be so romantic- oh!”

Your hands hit the bark of the tree as he entered you without warning, breaching your entrance in one swift motion. He hummed as you panted, adjusting to his shaft, your walls pulsing around him.

“And you used to be more obedient,” Levi snarled lowly in your ear, one hand fisting in your hair and forcing your head back. “Look at how wet you are and I’ve barely touched you. Such a naughty little girl.” 

You gasped, the stinging of your scalp and fullness of his cock in your cunt leaving you frozen in place. He pulled his hips back, his length slowly sliding out of your slick heat until just the tip remained. He waited a beat, watching you impatiently wiggle your hips back towards him before he slammed back into you. 

Every time he fucked you it felt like the first time - splitting you open in the most delicious way, completely at his mercy as he wrecked you. You felt nothing but him. You were like his doll, jelly in his arms as he thrusted into you again and again with an aching pace. 

“When I’m done with you, (Y/N) - you’ll feel it for days,” he said with a small moan that sent shivers up your spine, “W-won’t be able to walk without thinking of how - fuck - h-hard I fucked you.”

Filth pouring from his mouth, your mind started to cloud with each thrust. Your eyes fluttered shut, completely focused on the electric throb building in your core.

“If-if you keep talking like that,” you cried out as your thighs began to shake, “I’m going to -“

“No,” he snapped as he felt you clench around him, “Not until I tell you to.”

He stopped suddenly, hand letting go of your hair as they both came down on your hips, holding you in place as he stilled inside of you. A whine escaped your mouth, slamming your hand in frustration on the coarse bark of the tree. You internally cursed his incredible self-control - he could keep you like this for hours if he wanted to, just waiting for you to behave. He shushed you as one hand snaked around your front, dipping into your folds. You straightened up slightly against him as his fingers found your neglected clit. His fingers slowly began to circle around it, a small chuckle in the crook of your neck as your breathing hitched.

“I thought you knew the rules by now,” he taunted as his fingers slowed into a tortuous pace.

“You’re so mean,” you whined, trying to push back against him fruitlessly. 

“You love it when I’m mean,” he laughed into your neck as you shuddered, “Fine, if you want to cum that bad then do the work. Fuck yourself on me.” You let out a small whimper as you nodded obediently, doing as you were told and rolling your hips back to meet him. “Good girl.”

His fingers sped up as you bounced back on him, spurring you on. You wanted to be good for him, you always tried to. Trying to ignore the aching need for release, you willed yourself to obey him. Sweet, lewd whispers filled your ears as you sunk further into a hazy lust drunk state, with each roll of your hips. Good, good girl - only for me. Mine.

“Levi, p-please -“

“Cum for me, sweet girl,” he gasped out before his teeth bit into your neck to stifle a moan. His hand landed back in your hair, wrapping it around tightly in his fist as he felt you clamp around his throbbing cock. Everything blurred, white hot liquid pleasure burning from your core straight down to your toes as came around him. He soothed you through it, holding you up against him as he took over. With a few hard thrusts, his released rolled over him painting your insides with his seed. 

You felt his arms wrap around you as he slowly withdrew from you, letting you catch your breath.

“Hmm, now, how should we clean you up?” He murmured as he adjusted himself, fastening his belt before dropping to his knees. You shivered, coming back down to reality and gripping the tree to keep you steady. Before you could question him, soft heat enveloped your clit making you gasp slightly. Looking down, you saw the head of the man you loved, lapping at the juices leaking from your entrance. Oh.

Walking hand in hand back to camp, you tried to ignore the suspicious looks from a half-asleep Hange, peering from under the edge of their sleeping bag - you were just grateful you could finally rest. 

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[xxdragonwriterxx]

hello, can i please, please, PLEASE ask for a sequel to „stupid prick”?? i’m obsessed with medic!reader and grumpy and vulnerable levi 😭 can they meet in the survey corps headquaters, where he has to be patched up after a dangerios mission and she is the new best medic around? and they recognize each other and hanji sees that and tries to lowkey get them get together and release the pent up sexual frustration from years back? bc wveryone around sees what is happening 🔥🔥and bc they obviously have the hots for each other his recovery process is getting more and more steamy ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥 i love your writing so much, thank you for all you do 💕💖💕

A/N: Hey guys!!! I’m finally back!! WHOO! 😂😅 It feels so good to be posting a fic again, I just hope tumblr doesn’t eat this one like it usually does 😑 I actually wanted to post this one last night instead, but I ended up extending it and writing like four extra pages in the middle and at the end so I wanted to take today to edit it and make sure it actually sounded okay lol. But I really hope this is what you guys were looking for!! This one has been a popular demand so I really hope I did it justice! I don’t feel like it is my best piece, but it was really fun to write anyway! Also, since you didn’t necessarily specify in the ask, I just went ahead and made this a full NSFW, so warnings for that will apply, but it’s not til the very end. Okay, now enough bullshit from me, here is the sequel to “Stupid Prick”! Thank you so so much for your sweet compliments, they seriously make my day 🥺❤️ I hope you guys enjoy!!

(Warning: NSFW!! Minors DNI plz! It’s not super nuts but I would like to point out that this fic features unprofessional conduct and misuse of a hospital room and certain medical supplies. Plz never try this at home, it is fiction and even though I tried to make it as realistically applicable as possible, it’s still not something you should try lol)

🐉 Song Recommendation: “Lost With You” By: Patrick Watson  🐉

Word Count: ~10.8k

Part 1 is here!

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🔥 Damn Idiot 🔥

What time is it?

The sky was dark, swallowing the moon whole and leaving nothing but the weak, distant light of the stars to combat the shadows of the night. A soft breeze was rustling the leaves outside, flowing in through the cracked open window of the lead medical office, filling the space with a gentle coolness, one that sent pleasant tingles down the spine but failed to coax goosebumps to the surface of skin. The flame of the lone candle sitting on the largest desk in the room fluttered in that breeze but did not die out, casting dancing shadows along the walls as its warm, golden hue was toyed with.

It must be late, I should go to sleep soon.

As if the room itself could hear her thoughts, a tall grandfather clock in the corner of her office, a gift from her old master, started to chime. (Y/N) groaned as the somewhat dull sound, one she was usually fond of, clanged through her head. It sounded louder all of a sudden, making her skull pound with even sharper pulses than it had before. She laid her head down, resting her throbbing forehead on her crossed arms, silently counting the number of chimes.

1… 2… 3…

She counted until the clock slowed to a stop, the final clang ringing in her ears long after the pendulum had ceased moving.

Damn it.

It was four in the morning. (Y/N) knew she needed to sleep, needed to be sharp so she could do her best to heal the soldiers of the Survey Corps when they came back from their week long expedition, but she felt too restless. She had tried everything from teas to calming creams to soaking in a bath. Nothing had worked to settle her frazzled nerves, to quiet her overactive brain.

The worst part was, she didn’t even know why she was feeling so bothered. It had been years since she’d escaped from the Underground and made it back to her healing center with her old master. She had long since completed her training and had been with the Survey Corps ever since. She was used to seeing the worst injuries imaginable. At least, as used to it as one could be when faced with tragedy and misery. She had seen everything from bodies ripped in half to faces that were no longer recognizable. On several occasions, she had beared witness to the death of a comrade shortly after their arrival to the infirmary, their wounds too severe for even her to fix, despite her reputation.

But something was bothering her. She couldn’t pinpoint it exactly, but something felt different about this expedition, and it was making her nervous. She had thought that maybe catching up on some of the paperwork waiting for her on her desk would help distract her, but all it had ended up doing was give her a headache and a sour attitude.

Get a grip, (Y/N), you’re a medic for the Survey Corps for fuck sake. You can do this. Just go the fuck to sleep.

Forcing her head up from her desk, (Y/N) stood and blew out the candle beside her before turning on her heel to head to her bedroom. It was attached to her office, a door connected just to her left, but the walk felt as if it were miles long, her feet dragging across the wooden floor with every step. By the time she collapsed face first into her bed, her very bones were aching with exhaustion but her mind still refused to settle, making her feel jittery despite herself. She gritted her teeth, clenching the sheets in her fists as she tossed and turned, trying to beat her bed into submission, as if that would somehow cure this never-ending insomnia.

“God damn it!” (Y/N) growled when sleep still refused to come, pushing herself up onto her elbows so she could hang her head over the pillow, trying her hardest not to scream out in frustration.

“Calm down, brat. You’re already an annoying pain in my ass, no need to make it worse.”

(Y/N)’s head jolted up in surprise, the voice so clear, so close in her ear that she could’ve sworn he was right next to her.

Levi.

It had been years since she had last seen him. Since she had escaped from the human trafficking operation with him and brought him back from the edge of death. It had been years since she had made the promise to see him again.

The thought made a pang of guilt rip through her chest. She had never forgotten him, not even for a second, but that didn’t mean she didn’t still feel as if she had betrayed him. She had tried her best to make it back down to the Underground, against her better judgment, but by the time she had finally made it back to that filthy, dilapidated house on the corner, they were already gone. She had searched for any sign of them, of the grumpy raven, the bright redhead, and the charming blonde, but it was almost as if they had never existed. She had left the Underground that day distraught and wondering if it all really had been just a dream, something her brain had conjured up as a way to cope with the trauma of the human trafficking ring.

But then why did his voice sound so real? So familiar? She could picture all of them so clearly, and a part of her could almost still smell the fresh linen scent that always radiated from Levi, even when he was laying in a pool of his own blood in the dingy basement of a madman. They were real, she knew that. They were also most likely dead. She knew that too.

Rolling onto her back, (Y/N) rested her laced hands on her stomach and stared at the ceiling, considering what she would say back if he were sitting beside her in that moment. A tiny quirk to her lips appeared as she remembered the way she used banter with the three of them, but what really made her smile was when she imagined Levi’s annoyed scowl, aimed right at her whenever she sassed back at him. She would’ve never told him to his face but she had loved riling him up with snarky comments and teasing remarks. His scowl was just so adorable sometimes, especially when he was wrapped in bandages and lying helplessly in his bed. It made him look like a pouting child who didn’t get his way, rather than the dangerous criminal she knew he was.

But that was what made it all the more thrilling, all the more enjoyable when standing by his side. He was the most feared thug in the Underground and yet he lowered his walls for her. It made her giddy, remembering the way he had briefly embraced her before she left, giving her a light squeeze, as if afraid to let her walk out the door.

Until the thoughts of their empty, abandoned house flashed back into her mind, reminding her that maybe he had been right to be afraid. It was almost as if he had known he was never going to see her again, but had let her walk out the door anyway, not wanting to drag her down with him.

Gods, she missed them. She thought it was pretty ridiculous to miss them as much as she did when she was only with them for a couple of weeks, most of which was spent in silence and dark tension as Levi’s life hung in a delicate balance, but she couldn’t help it. She just wanted to know that they were okay, and maybe, selfishly, get to see them one last time.

Closing her eyes, (Y/N) let the wave of grief wash over her before rolling onto her side and pulling the blankets up to her chin, burying her face in the warm sheets in a desperate attempt to seek comfort.

“Goodnight Levi, goodnight Farlan, goodnight Isabel,” (Y/N) whispered into the empty room. “Wish me luck tomorrow.”

“Doctor!”

(Y/N) was already standing and in the process of slinging her medical bag over her shoulder by the time Squad Leader Hanji kicked open her door to slam against the back wall. Hanji had always been known for their hyper, messy qualities, their energy always giving them an air of optimistic insanity, but one look at the scientist made adrenaline pump through (Y/N)’s veins, her heart pounding against her chest. 

Hanji was breathing so hard their voice came out brittle, their eyes wide and their hair yanked messily from their bun, the blood and dirt caked strands falling to leave dark streaks on their cheeks. They were leaning heavily against the door frame, their knuckles bleached white from the force with which they grasped the wood, forcing themself to stay standing despite their obvious pain and exhaustion.

“I’m here, where am I needed?” (Y/N) asked, whisking past Hanji only to pause and offer the squad leader a shoulder to lean on. They tried to wave (Y/N) off but the medic refused, allowing her comrade to lean heavily against her as they made their way to the infirmary.

“Emergency ward,” Hanji coughed. “Humanity’s Strongest is down; needs immediate care.”

Alarm flashed through (Y/N)’s system followed by a wave of dread. Humanity’s Strongest Soldier? She had never met the man, never even seen him in action or otherwise. All she had ever known of him were the rumors that had made their way to the infirmary or her office from her fellow medical staff and the patients who stayed for longer than a day in the infirmary wing. And now she was expected to heal him, the most powerful soldier in the Corps, the one man who holds the hope of all of humanity in his palms. If she were to fail in any way…

(Y/N) shook her head, forcing the negative thoughts from her mind. She had to focus, if she went into this unsure of herself, she’d never be able to succeed. “Thank you Hanji, don’t worry, I’ll take it from here. All I need you to do is get some rest and focus on healing, okay?”

Finally reaching the emergency wing, (Y/N) settled Hanji into the first empty bed she found, making sure the Squad Leader was properly tucked in with their leg supported and elevated before reluctantly leaving the rest to another doctor so she could find the one who needed her help the most. Turning around, (Y/N) spotted the bed in the next cubicle over, the white curtains drawn in front to cover the patient lying inside. She didn’t need another doctor to tell her who was behind those curtains.

Taking a deep breath, (Y/N) made her way over to the bed, shoving her nerves to the bottom of her stomach so she could focus solely on healing her newest patient. No matter his  status, his role in the war, his importance, he was still a human like any other, a human who needed her help. 

I can do this.

Giving herself one last moment to feel grounded, (Y/N) finally pulled the curtains aside, allowing her eyes to scan over her newest patient to assess the extent of the damage done to his body. Only, she didn’t get very far in her analysis before her jaw dropped, her eyes widening in shock.

It was Levi, her Levi, right in front of her.

After so many years apart, she couldn’t believe he was sitting right here, in the flesh. It was almost as if history was repeating itself. The sight of him laying in a bed, unconscious, already wrapped in bandages, made her think back to when they were in the Underground again, bundled into his old bedroom as she fought to keep him breathing.

It sparked her to jump back into action, fear flooding her system as she realized the  extent of his injuries. He looked so battered, his face bruised and bloodied. Pulling back the sheets revealed a hastily bandaged torso, blood already soaking through the creamy white fabric in several places. The skin of his legs was less damaged than the rest of him, but she could tell his femur in his left leg was fractured, several violent purple bruises blooming on the surface of his otherwise clear skin.

Swallowing thickly, (Y/N) forced her concern down as far she could to rest with her nervousness and snapped into clinical mode, her shaky breathing the only indication of her stressed state.

“Hang in there, Levi, I’m here. I’m gonna make you feel all better, just like I did last time, I promise.”

Nobody bothered her as she got to work, only interfering to hand her the tools she needed as she requested them. She didn’t speak unless she had to, focusing on carefully removing his bandages so she could get to work on stitching him back up. She paused for a second once the cloth had been stripped away, her fingers drifting softly over the puckered skin of the scars from the wounds she had healed in the past, before quickly shifting her attention back to the problem at hand.

She worked meticulously for hours, reminding herself to remain calm as she slowly threaded the stitches through his skin, taking special care to do it just as well, if not better than the first time she had ever stitched him up. She was grateful for her access to proper medical supplies, a tiny smile teasing at the corners of her lips as she thought about when she’d had to use ripped up old sheets for bandages that she’d then had to wash in a well several streets over.

Her back started to throb, sweat beading on her forehead as she finished closing the last of his open wounds and moved to work on setting his broken leg properly, but she barely even noticed the pain and exhaustion, her focus lasered on the man laying in the bed in front of her. A few doctors even tried to take over once his condition was no longer in the critical range, but (Y/N) refused without a second thought, unwilling to be moved from the person she had ached to see for so long, the person she thought might’ve been nothing more than a ghost.

Finally, as the sun was starting to sink behind the walls, casting the room in vibrant splashes of pink and gold, (Y/N) finished with the last bandage, gently placing the cloth underneath the silver bar of Levi’s new leg brace, tugging it gently to make sure it was securely fastened. Once she was sure nothing would come loose in his sleep, she leaned away, her hands on her hips as she arched her back in a stretch. Her eyes never left him. They constantly roamed over him, as if still disbelieving that he was here and alive and healing.

“Hey Doctor (L/N)!”

(Y/N) jumped out of her skin at the loud voice sounding behind her, whirling on the spot with wide eyes, as if she had been caught doing something she shouldn’t have.

“God, Micah, you can’t fucking scare me like that! What if I had still been working on the Captain?”

Micah, a spritely young nurse-in-training assigned under (Y/N)’s command, smiled widely at her in response, his arms coming up to fold in front of his chest. “Oh don’t worry, Teach, I knew you were done with him already. If I had thought you were still working, I never  would’ve considered sneaking up on you, but since you were just staring at him, I figured you might need someone to snap you out of it.”

(Y/N) blushed, both embarrassed and slightly annoyed. She loved Micah, she really did, he had always made sure to keep things interesting in the clinic. He never let things get too dull despite their already hectic careers, but sometimes he could be a little too perceptive. He was a smart kid, in spite of what his chaotic energy seemed to suggest, and he knew how to use it when least expected.

“I wasn’t staring at him, I was just making sure I did all of the stitching and bandaging right. You know how high profile he is, what if I messed something up just because I was being careless right at the end?” (Y/N) said, busying herself with cleaning the leftover supplies to avoid having to meet her pupil’s gaze.

His cheeky grin suggested she didn’t need to make eye contact for him to see right through her lie. “Sure you were. I bet you were also making sure none of his abs were damaged on the mission, right?”

(Y/N) sent a dark glare his way but couldn’t stop the slight twitch of her lips. She couldn’t help it when she was around the kid. He could definitely be annoying at times when he wouldn’t mind his own business, but he always knew how to make her laugh.

“Ah hah! I knew I was right!”

“Shut up, you don’t know what you’re talking about,” (Y/N) snapped, her blush now extending to the tips of her ears.

“Hey, I think it’s cute that you have the hots for the Captain!” Micah said with his hands held up in defense. “I don’t know how you plan on getting his attention though, he’s never been one for relationships as far as I’ve heard. But no matter what, I’m here to support you every step of the way, Teach!”

(Y/N) bent over Levi to tuck the covers underneath him and hide the genuine smile that  graced her lips at Micah’s comment, making sure to wipe most of it from her features before turning to face him. His eyes were still glittering warmly when she walked by him, so she made sure to give him an affectionate slap on the arm as she passed, smiling wider at the snicker he let loose in response. They were just about to leave for dinner, to take a break before getting in the shower and heading to bed when (Y/N) paused, casting one last glance over her shoulder at the comatose Captain still sleeping soundly.

“You know, I think I might have a few ideas for this one.”

“Four Eyes, get out of my way, I’m fine.”

Hanji scoffed, placing their hands on their hips as they met Levi’s glare with a menacing look of their own, refusing to back down from their spot in front of the emergency ward door.

“Absolutely not, Levi. You have to stay in bed and rest, doctor’s orders.”

“You’re not in bed resting,” Levi bit back in annoyance, his brows furrowed.

“That’s because I had a badly sprained ankle and was suffering through a burnout from the lack of food and hydration. I was released after a couple days of rest and nutrients. You, on the other hand, have a broken leg, several sizable gashes, and a concussion, there’s a difference.”

“I said I feel fine.”

“I don’t care how you feel, the doctor said you have to stay in bed so you are going to stay right here until they deem it appropriate for you to leave. Until then, if I have to tie you down to the headboard, I will.”

Levi raised a brow, “Sorry, Shitty Glasses, I’m not into that kinky shit.”

Hanji snorted, “Since when?”

Levi sent a dark scowl her way and once again attempted to stand up, only to get forcefully shoved back onto the mattress by a gleeful Hanji.

“It won’t matter if I get hurt walking around if all you’re going to do is break more of my bones shoving me back into bed,” Levi grumped when the impact of his short fall made him wince with the jolt of pain to his leg.

“If that’s what I have to do to get you to stay put, then I will.”

Levi gave Hanji a choice hand gesture in response to that one, only to have them stick their tongue out in return, making his nose wrinkle at their childish antics.

“Who the fuck confined me to this bed anyway but isn’t brave enough to tell it to my face? Which doctor is supposed to be assigned to me?”

Hanji opened their mouth to answer but was promptly interrupted by the sound of someone clearing their throat behind them, prompting the scientist to move aside. Levi’s frown suddenly relaxed, his expression giving way to one of pure astonishment as he took in the sight of his doctor leaning against the door frame, her arms crossed over her chest and her eyes sparkling with unfiltered joy.

She looked good, he realized, healthy, so different from how she had looked after spending so much time in that filthy house the human trafficking ring was held in. Her hair was full of volume and color, and looked so silky his fingers were tempted to run themselves through it. Her skin appeared soft and damn near glowing, completely devoid of the dirt and blood that had covered it for days in the Underground. The only thing that hadn’t changed was her eyes. They were still so full of hope and a brightness that not even the darkest corners of the Underground were able to smother. The same brightness she had turned to him with whenever he grew too pessimistic, eager to show him the glass half full. It was never a naive hope, she was never clueless to the dire nature of their situation, but she had always had that spark in her gaze, the one that still haunted Levi’s dreams to this day.

He realized after a moment that he was staring and quickly averted his eyes, trying to hide the fact that he had not heard a single thing that was spoken since she had entered the room. Her smile only got wider at his bashful expression, her arms unfolding as she pushed away from the doorframe to shuffle further into the room.

“I don’t think you heard me, I said that I am the doctor who confined you to this bed and will be looking after you for the next few weeks of your recovery.”

Levi nodded slowly, his words lodged in his throat, feeling as if his mouth was stuffed with cotton. He knew Hanji was staring at him, confused at his strange behavior, but he couldn’t find it in himself to slip his mask back into place, even to hide from the infinite teasing he was sure would come later from the titan freak.

He couldn’t help it, the woman he had been dreaming about since the day she had walked out of his house was right in front of him, in the flesh, alive and healthy. He didn’t think he would ever see her again, despite his promise to Farlan. He felt as if he were looking at a ghost. A very physical, happy, living ghost.

(Y/N)’s smile turned softer, almost a little melancholy, as if she could also see the memories that were flashing across his mind rapid fire, rendering him speechless. “Hello, Levi.”

Swallowing thickly, Levi raised his head and met her gaze, his hair raising uncomfortably at the way she made his heart pound against his ribcage.

“Hey, (Y/N).”

Hanji’s loud squawk of surprise and indignation broke the spell in the room, making Levi’s scowl return full force.

“Wait a fucking second, you know each other!? And you didn’t tell me?”

“It wasn’t as if we had the chance, Four Eyes, stop shouting.”

“B-But you guys know each other!”

“Yeah, and?” Levi grumbled, crossing his arms stubbornly over his chest.

(Y/N) chuckled at the raven’s pouty expression, the bright, lovely sound he hadn’t heard in so long making his frown relax slightly.

“Well, how did you two meet? How long have you known each other? What drove you two apart? How do you feel now that you two are back together again? Holy shit, were you two lovers!? Does that mean you-”

“Shut. Up. Hanji!” Levi snapped, a foreign panic rising in his chest as the scientist continued to ask him questions rapidfire.

Thankfully, (Y/N) merely laughed again at Hanji’s overexcitement and intervened before Levi could blow a gasket. Sending a reassuring glance his way, she moved from behind the scientist to stand by Levi’s bedside, fiddling with the supplies on a nearby tray table to make sure they were all organized for when she would need to use them next.

“No, no, Hanji, it was nothing like that. I met Levi when I was brought Underground by my master to learn how to treat leg injuries. He was there for me when a group of thugs thought it would be a fun idea to jump me when my master and I got separated. Ever since then, we’ve interacted a few more times, but my training as a medic and Levi’s new ranking as Captain kept us from seeing each other too often.”

Levi frowned as Hanji tittered happily at the story, a beaming smile on their face as they stopped teasing him and left with a departing wave, finally giving the pair some privacy.

When the door to the private room was closed, (Y/N) turned back to Levi, finally allowing the tears she had been holding back to flow down her cheeks.

Before he could react, she threw herself at him, wrapping her arms around him as gently as possible despite her obvious excitement to stay mindful of his healing injuries. His eyes widened, his hands hovering in the air over her waist, twitching nervously as his brain  short-circuited and he fought to regain control of himself. He was still trying to process the fact that he was being hugged for the first time since his friends had died when (Y/N) pulled away, not minding his frozen state of shock. Wiping away her tears, she sent him a sympathetic smile.

“Sorry,” she mumbled, now concerned she had overstepped some boundaries, “I’m just… really glad you’re alive.”

Levi finally managed to reboot his brain and shook himself out of his stupor, mentally slapping himself for letting himself be so affected by this woman. “Why did you lie?”

“Huh?” (Y/N) asked, confused by the sudden change in topic.

“To Four Eyes just a minute ago. Why did you lie to them about how we met?”

“Oh, that.” (Y/N) said, turning away from him to check his chart, “I knew if I told them the truth that not only would they tease both of us, mainly you, but that it would also spread like wildfire. I enjoy Hanji’s company and I think they are a very sweet person but they aren't the best at keeping secrets. I figured getting credit for something I was happy to do anyway wasn’t worth possibly tarnishing your reputation.”

Levi shook his head, “But you saved me, not the other way around.”

“You saved me more than you think, Levi,” (Y/N) mumbled quietly as she faced him again, reaching out to gently rotate his non-broken leg to check on a gash he had sliced along his calf.

“What?”

“I said that maybe I’ll tell her the truth someday, when you’re all healed and have a chance to escape from her jokes and teasing remarks,” (Y/N) said in a louder voice for him to hear.

He still looked skeptical but dropped the subject, grateful for her consideration of his feelings even if they didn’t sit right with him. Leaning back on his palms, Levi reclined against the feeling of her soft hands on him and sighed. Gods, he had missed the way she touched him.

That sudden thought made him jolt slightly. What the fuck?

“Oh, did that hurt?” (Y/N) asked, pulling her hands back in alarm, afraid she had pressed too hard on one of his wounds.

Levi quickly waved her off and forced himself to relax again, trying his best to ignore how good it felt to have her touching him. It was quiet for a long moment, the air thick with unresolved tension as (Y/N) worked on cleaning his injuries and replacing his old bandages with fresh ones. He felt as if he had so much to say to her and yet had no way of forcing them off the edge of his tongue. A muscle twitched in his jaw as he ground his teeth together, trying to pin at least one thought down, something, anything he could use to fill the tense atmosphere.

“I’m glad too,” Levi eventually said, “that you’re alive.”

He immediately wanted the ground to open up and swallow him whole the minute the words left his mouth, his breath catching in his throat when (Y/N) paused in her efforts to patch him up.

When she finally looked back up at him, she had more tears in her eyes, but a large, watery smile tugged at her lips.

“Thank you, Levi.”

After that first day, (Y/N) spent every moment she could with Levi. While part of that was due to the injuries he sustained and her duty to heal him to the best of her ability, it was clear that wasn’t all there was to their time spent together to anyone who was paying attention. Especially when she spent even her free moments and breaks by his side. He had tried to convince her that she didn’t need to spend every waking moment with him, afraid she was wasting time she could be spending doing something relaxing or productive, but (Y/N) held firm, refusing to leave him unless she really had to. Thankfully, due to Levi’s importance, her duties were almost completely relegated to his care for the time being, so she didn’t have to worry too much about the other patients in the infirmary, trusting her fellow colleagues to take care of them for her while she worked on Humanity’s Strongest.

She felt especially compelled to stay by his side when she learned of the deaths of Isabel and Farlan, the pair dying to an abnormal titan during a severe thunderstorm just three months prior. It killed her to learn that the sweet redhead and charming blonde were gone, but she couldn’t even begin to imagine the kind of pain Levi was in. He had tried to put on a brave face, a mask to hide his pain, but (Y/N) saw through it as if she were looking through glass, possibly the only person who really could.

Grieving together had been a testament to the strength of their friendship, the pair only growing closer as the days passed and they learned to cope through each other and the time they spent together. 

The thought brought a smile to (Y/N)’s face as she made her way through the near empty halls, her arms full with the tray of food she was on her way to bring to Levi from the dining hall. She normally would’ve asked someone else to do this for her so she could continue to stay by Levi’s side, but she needed to stretch her legs a little and she trusted Levi enough at this point to stay put when she asked him to.

He had fought her on that the first few days of his healing process, just as he had in the Underground when she was healing him so many years ago, but she found he couldn’t really say no to her when she asked him nicely. She knew he was getting restless, eager to rejoin the ranks and start up on his training routine again, but she also knew he would only injure himself further if he rushed into things. Shaking her head at the thought of the grumpy, energetic man, she shifted the tray to one hand so she could use the other to dig through her pockets for her keys.

Levi had been moved to her room just the other day. It had been Hanji’s idea, the brunette suggesting the arrangement with unbridled glee, much to Levi’s chagrin. It was a sound idea and made sense given the situation, but (Y/N) couldn’t help but wonder if the scientist had an ulterior motive based on the near feral smile they had flashed at Levi when (Y/N) had agreed. In the end, the arrangement had worked out. Having him in her room proved to be better functionally, giving her plenty of time and room to focus on nothing but his improving health.

Fitting the keys into the lock, (Y/N) pushed the door open with her hip and fought to keep a disappointed expression when she found Levi standing in front of her bookshelf, his piercing eyes flitting over the many various titles. It was endearing, almost a little charming to see the fierce captain of the Survey Corps idly standing in her office, waiting for her to return. It was almost as if he was supposed to be there, as if he belonged there. It was oddly domestic.

Shoving that thought to the side, (Y/N) placed her tray of food on her desk and made her way to his side, placing her hands on her hips in as stern of a manner as she could. “You sir, are supposed to be in bed resting. What are you doing up?”

Levi at least had the decency to look a little cowed despite the scowl he threw in her direction. “I just wanted something to read. I’ve got to have something to do when your annoying voice isn’t here to keep me constantly distracted.”

“First of all, my voice is not annoying,” (Y/N) said with a huff, ignoring the way he playfully scoffed in mock disbelief. “Secondly, if you really wanted something to read, you know you could’ve asked me. You just wanted an excuse to ignore my orders.”

He shrugged but didn’t deny it. For a fraction of a second, (Y/N) almost thought she saw the corner of his mouth twitch up into a smile, but it was gone just as quickly as it had come. Maybe it had just been a trick of the light.

“Either way, you still need to get back to bed. Your body won’t heal any faster if you spend all your time undoing my hard work with your incessant need to be entertained.”

Levi’s nose wrinkled as he finally turned to face her, begrudgingly following her back to her bedroom. “I don’t need to be coddled.”

“Hm, are you sure about that?” (Y/N) asked with a soft cackle when she glanced back to see the aghast look on his face. “Come on, doctor’s orders, which means you have no choice but to listen to me if you wanna get back out in the field.”

Levi didn’t respond but eventually crawled back under the sheets of her bed, batting her hands away when she tried to help him. She giggled at his reluctance to accept her help, even after all this time, and busied herself instead with grabbing the tray of food from her office. Once he had settled himself back against the pillows, (Y/N) placed the tray on his lap and perched on the edge of the bed so she could ensure that he ate properly. He rolled his eyes at her mother henning tendencies but didn’t push her away as he dug into the vegetable stew and bread she had brought for him.

“Just out of curiosity,” (Y/N) asked after a few moments of silence, “what book were you interested in reading when you were looking at my shelf?”

Levi glanced at her over his bowl of soup, taking his time to swallow the bite in his mouth before responding. “There’s the sequel to a horror novel I was reading before the mission. I was thinking of maybe finishing the series now that I’m being forced to relax against my will.”

(Y/N) beamed at him with the most smug expression she could manage, her smile only widening when he gave her an unimpressed look. “Well, you said earlier that my annoying voice is a good distraction. Would you let me read to you? It’ll help pass the time.”

She could tell he was thinking about it, debating on whether or not it was safe to admit that he liked when she read to him. She could almost see the gears turning in his head as he considered her proposition, before he eventually nodded. She was out of her seat before he had even finished giving her an answer, rushing back into her office to grab the novel of his choice.

(Y/N) knew she was probably being a little unprofessional, she hardly ever read to her patients unless she knew they weren’t going to make it. But she found she didn’t care as she plopped herself down beside Levi once more and peeled the book open to flip to the first page. She knew she was probably being a bit selfish as she scooted closer to him after the first few chapters, leaning into him just the slightest amount to absorb the heat that seemed to radiate from his body. But she found she didn’t care about that either as Levi leaned back into her touch just an inch, almost to the point where she couldn’t feel it. But she knew, she knew in the way the blush rose back into his cheeks, in the way his muscles relaxed just a tad, in the way his heart sped up against her shoulder.

Levi didn’t talk to her much, but (Y/N) felt closer to him than she ever had before. Although the pair slept in different rooms, him on her bed in her bedroom and her on the couch in her office, there was something inexplicably intimate about sharing living quarters. She was constantly around him, slowly but surely getting to know Levi all over again. His recovery time seemed to rapidly decrease with every passing day, the strong young man healing way faster than anybody other than (Y/N) was prepared for. She knew any day now he would be cleared for duty once more, and the two of them would go right back to their own lives, their separate daily routines.

The thought sent a spear of something sour to (Y/N)’s stomach but she refused to acknowledge it. She was unwilling to let her own feelings for him get in the way of his recovery. She was happy for him, he would finally be free from her constant nagging and be able to live his own life for the first time in weeks. Swallowing the bitter taste in her mouth and pushing away all selfish thoughts of wanting to keep him by her side, (Y/N) prepared to enter the infirmary where she would be getting the results for Levi’s final physical examination, proof that he was finally fully healed of all injuries.

“Doctor (L/N)!”

(Y/N) turned at the sound of Micah calling her name, surprised to see the young nurse standing beside Squad Leader Hanji, both of whom were wearing what looked to be shit-eating grins, even from their current distance. (Y/N)’s eyes narrowed but she made her way over to the pair.

“Micah! What can I do for you?”

“I was just coming by to give you the good news! There was a slight mix-up in the scheduling, so now you will be conducting Captain Levi’s final examination!”

(Y/N)’s brow raised as she turned to Hanji, looking for further explanation. The scientist’s expression was immediately sheepish, a hand coming up to rub at the back of their neck. “Heh, sorry, (Y/N). It was my fault, I didn’t realize I had a meeting scheduled for this time today, I thought it was going to be tomorrow. Would you mind performing the exam? Shorty will probably prefer to have you touching him anyway.”

“What?” (Y/N) balked.

“Nothing, nothing,” Hanji said with a dismissive wave of their hand, “I just mean he doesn’t like people getting close to him, especially me. He’ll prefer it if it's someone he trusts.”

“Oh,” (Y/N) said, beratting herself for thinking Hanji’s words could mean anything other than something innocent. “Of course I’ll perform the exam, thank you for the heads up!”

“Sure thing, boss!” Micah said, clapping a hand on her shoulder before striding away with Hanji, the two darting around the corner as if they had stolen something. (Y/N) watched after them for a moment but figured their odd behavior could be addressed later. For now, she had a very important patient to take care of.

Levi was sitting at the edge of the infirmary bed in nothing but his boxers when the door clicked open. It made sense, he was supposed to be having a full body physical examination to make sure he was properly healed for duty, he just wasn’t expecting to come face to face with the very woman he was in love with. He fought the urge to blush as (Y/N) stopped short in her tracks for a fraction of a second, her eyes giving his exposed form a quick once over before she seemed to remember herself and averted her gaze with an embarrassed cough.

“I-I’m sorry, I thought… Shitty Glasses said they’d be back in a moment and to get undressed for the exam,” Levi mumbled, cursing himself when he stumbled over his words.

(Y/N) waved her hands in front of her face, “Not a problem at all, Levi! You’ve done everything right, there was just a change of plan, that’s all! Squad Leader Hanji had an impromptu meeting to go to so I’m going to be giving your exam instead.”

“Of course they did,” Levi muttered. “Figures.”

“What was that?”

“I said let’s just get this over with.”

(Y/N) nodded once, dragging over a tray of tools to get started. His eyes never left her, watching her every move. Even so, the first touch of her hands against his cheeks made him flinch in his seat. Thankfully, she ignored the impulsive movement and instead focused on checking his eyes, a small flashlight held up to examine them.

“Your pupils are quite dilated, are you feeling okay?”

Levi hummed an affirmative and even though she didn’t look entirely convinced, it wasn’t long before she moved on, running her fingers as gently as possible down his jaw and throat, massaging along his collarbone to test for soreness or unaccounted for aching. He grunted at the feeling of her magical fingers ghosting over his skin, but was otherwise unreactive, sitting as still as possible to avoid getting in the way of her work. No matter his feelings for her, this was her area of expertise, her passion, the last thing he wanted to do was inhibit that with his stupid emotions.

A light pinch to his nipple snapped him back to reality, a choked noise wrestling from his throat without his permission at the unexpected touch. “Sorry! Sorry! I thought I saw a scratch and I wanted to make sure it wasn’t bleeding. It’s just an old blood blister scar.”

Levi nodded woodenly, suddenly a lot more aware of her touch as she continued to descend down his chest. Her fingers brushed over his pecs and down his abs like water, making his whole body shiver. But it wasn’t until she kneeled to the ground, her hands gripping his thighs and massaging along his calves that he felt himself start to lose control, his pants tightening under her delicious attention. His eyes widened in horror, but he had no way of fixing the situation without drawing attention to himself.

“Levi? Are you alright? Your face is a little flushed, I’m not hurting you, am I?”

Levi shook his head fervently, not trusting himself to speak. (Y/N) scrutinized him, once again not sure if she should believe him or not. He looked unnecessarily flustered, and she couldn’t figure out why. Was she making him uncomfortable? She was trying to be as professional with her touches as possible but maybe that didn’t matter. Hanji had said he hated when other people touched him.

“Okay then, I’m sorry if I’m making you uncomfortable, we’re almost done.”

Levi nodded stiffly again, too focused on how to get out of this situation with his dignity still intact to correct her. His legs shook, his breathing labored as she finished off with his feet and moved back up his legs, since they had received more damage than some of the other parts of him in the fight. She was reaching his inner thighs again, opening her mouth to ask him to turn around, hoping to finish up as quickly as possible for his sake when she saw it. She couldn’t help the squeak that fled from her mouth when she finally realized what was bothering him so much.

What had once been a tense but calm atmosphere suddenly turned to chaos as Levi reacted instinctively, pushing (Y/N) away from him with one hand while his other flew in front of his crotch, his face flushed such a deep red, (Y/N) would’ve been worried about him having a fever had they not been in their current situation. She fell back against the floor, her palms flying out behind her to catch herself as she stared with wide eyes at the normally stoic man and the way he refused to meet her gaze, his free hand moving up to cover his mouth in pure mortification. It took her a moment for her brain to work properly, but once it did, she reverted once more back into a more professional mode, knowing that if she didn’t do something to comfort him, the situation could end in disaster.

“Hey, Levi, i-it’s okay! It’s not your fault!”

“What do you mean it’s not my fault!?” Levi spat. “You didn’t ask for this, I just couldn’t- it happened but-”

Levi cut himself off, moving the hand that had been in front of his mouth to cover his eyes instead, unable to even think of facing the woman in front of him. He had never felt so embarrassed in his life. Not only did he manage to ruin the one special connection he had in his life with the single person he always wanted to be around, but he reacted by shoving her to the floor the minute he fucked up. He felt like bolting, his legs tensing and ready to spring. Or throwing up, his stomach squeezing painfully tight as the thought of what just happened replayed in his head over and over. 

The feeling of a light touch on his knee made him shudder, but he refused to knock her hand away, not after his earlier reaction had sent her sprawling to the ground.

“It was my fault, Levi, I shouldn’t have been touching you so lightly or so much. I was just trying to give you this physical exam but obviously I wasn’t being careful or aware enough. I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to embarrass you.”

Levi shook his head but didn’t respond, keeping his eyes hidden behind the comfort of his palm. He knew it was childish, hiding from her, he was going to have to look at her at some point, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. He had never been in a situation like this before and he was scrambling. He was tempted to search for the nearest knife and slit his throat, hoping that in doing so, he’d finally be able to escape the horror of the situation.

But he couldn’t move, frozen by the hand burning his skin where (Y/N) touched him. She wasn’t letting him go and he was too mortified to speak and ask her to move. He didn’t want her to anyway, a small, selfish part of him chided, making him press his face even further into the comfort of his own hand.

“If it’s any consolation, Levi, I didn’t exactly hate it. I find it flattering, even, that you enjoy my touch.”

“It’s only yours,” Levi mumbled, still unable to look at her. “You’re the only one who makes me feel this way.”

(Y/N)’s smile could’ve rivaled the sun even though he couldn’t see it. Her heart was pounding, both from the nature of their situation and the weight of his confession. His words filled her chest with so much warmth, she felt as if she had already melted into liquid gold. “You’re the only one who makes me feel that way too, Levi.”

That got his attention, his hands dropping from his face so fast, it was clear he even forgot about his embarrassment. It made (Y/N) giggle at him, her hand reaching up to cup his cheek. He hesitated a moment before leaning into the touch, his eyes glittering with something akin to hope.

“Really? Are you sure?”

(Y/N) leaned forward, making sure to look him in the eye and give him time to pull away before gently connecting their lips. He shivered under her touch, just as he had always done, and only took a moment to swallow the shock in his system before meeting the coupling of their mouths with more enthusiasm. She nearly purred in response, tilting her head to slot them closer together.

Levi figured he must be dreaming, there was absolutely no way that the woman he had been pining for ever since she had left the Underground loved him as much as he loved her. It just wasn’t possible for someone so amazing, so compassionate and beautiful to love him like that. But here she was, kissing him senseless, and dream or not, he was going to take full advantage. Pressing closer, Levi snaked his tongue out to lap at her bottom lip, his body damn near vibrating at the lustful groan she let out in response, not hesitating to let him into her mouth. Her tongue tangled with his, fighting him for dominance as she pushed herself up onto his lap while he scooted back on the bed to give them more room. The hand that wasn’t cupping her jaw rested against her waist, pulling her into him as they continued their lip lock until he was lightheaded from the lack of oxygen.

They were both panting for air, but they refused to move too far from each other, resting their heads against one another as they soaked in the intimacy of the moment. Forgotten was the physical exam, the infirmary they were in, the people probably waiting for them outside, the world had narrowed into nothing but the two of them, basking in their feelings for one another.

“Do you really mean it?” Levi whispered, unable to hold himself back from expressing his biggest concern.

(Y/N) scoffed good-naturedly and leaned back to look him in the eye. “What about that kiss told you I wasn’t serious?”

As if to solidify her statement, she leaned in for another quick kiss, swiping her tongue across his lips but pulling back before he could pull it into his mouth to suck. He pouted at her but was quickly satiated when he felt an unbearably warm palm cradle his clothed cock, giving a gentle squeeze for good measure. (Y/N)’s smile only widened at the groan of pleasure he let out in response, his hips canting once into her palm before he could stop himself.

“You know, I still technically have to finish giving you a physical exam. Just to make sure you aren’t still injured. I think it would be best to thoroughly check as many places as I possibly can.”

His blood heated at her words, and although he longed to lunge forward and capture her lips in another intoxicating kiss, he decided to indulge in her charade instead. “I agree, in fact, there is one particular area I’m especially worried about.”

Rocking his hips up, Levi rubbed himself against the hand still resting over his length, turning his voice whiny with a desperation that was only half exaggerated for her benefit. “Please, it hurts…”

(Y/N) felt as if she could fry eggs on her cheeks, but refused to let her embarrassment get the better of her, focusing more on the immense excitement flowing through her veins at the whimper in Levi’s usually stoic tone of voice. “Well, what kind of doctor would I be if I just let my favorite patient suffer? I think I know just the thing to cure this ailment of yours.”

Levi couldn’t hold back the wave of pure electricity he felt spider down his spine as (Y/N) slithered off his lap to kneel on the floor, her hands moving from the tent in his boxers to his thighs. She ghosted her fingers over his skin, reveling in the gooseflesh that littered the trail of her hands, and moved to pull the fabric from his hips. She kept her movements slow to give him time to change his mind, but Levi eagerly lifted his hips to assist her. She looked up at him, only to bite her lip at the hungry desire in his gaze, his bangs falling over his eyes to give him an even more dangerous look. She pulled his boxers all the way down his legs before tossing them somewhere uncaringly behind her, drawing her attention instead to the scarlet, leaking cock right in front of her.

“My, my,” (Y/N) hummed, “This is worse than I thought.”

Levi flushed darker but didn’t comment, merely reaching down to stroke himself twice in front of her, impatiently waiting for her to do something, anything. He choked back a growl of impatience when she just continued to watch him, her hands tickling his inner thighs as she considered something to herself. He wished he had a bit more self control, the last thing he wanted to do was come off as pushy, but he was quickly losing the ability to keep himself in check, not with her looking at him like that.

Just as he was about to say something, (Y/N) raised her hand and motioned for him to turn around, a sly look of something positively mischievous in her eyes. Holding back the whine that threatened to pry from his lips, Levi did as he was told, turning around so that he was facing away from her with his legs tucked beneath him.

(Y/N) was quick to bring her hands up to his back, raking her fingers down his muscles as she pretended to look for more injuries on him. He had to bite his tongue as her fingers gently skittered over his shoulder blades and down his spine, her nails coming to curl against his lower back, just above his hips. By the time she had made her way back up to the nape of his neck, he was squirming in his seat, his skin tingling with sensitivity despite his every effort to come off as unaffected. 

He’d had no idea he was even sensitive on his back, but every light scrape of her nails, every ghost of her fingertips along his ribs or down his spine made whimpers squeak out of his throat. His dick weeped at the attention, throbbing with every light scratch she inflicted on him until her hands suddenly wrapped themselves around his waist to rest on his stomach. She was teasing him, testing the limits of his barely-held-together patience, and he didn’t know whether he loved her or hated her for it. She pressed her chest to his back, resting her chin on his shoulder so she could bite and lick at his throat while her hands creeped their way down to his groin.

“You’re all clear on your back, baby,” (Y/N) purred in his ear, stopping just shy of his weeping sex. “You can turn around whenever you’re ready.”

Levi snapped, all of his usually impenetrable patience lost as he whirled around and latched onto her hips with a bruising grip, yanking her back onto his lap before she could get a word in edgewise. She squealed in delight, her hands reaching out to smooth over his chest and shoulders affectionately. He paused only for a moment to grab the lotion originally meant for soothing his muscles off the tray table, pouring a healthy amount into his hand to stuff into her needy cunt with two long fingers. She responded with a fiery kiss to his lips, using her free hand to drag her skirt and panties down her legs until they were far enough down for her to kick them away. The sloppy sounds of her pussy were audible as he pumped his fingers in and out, but she still appreciated his thought to use lube considering how little time they had for actual foreplay.

He was a little clumsy, his fingers exploring a bit aimlessly to find the spot he knew would make her taste the stars, but she found that he was a quick learner, immediately responding to any sign of pleasure from her until he was curling his fingertips perfectly against her spongy g-spot.

“Fuck! Levi… Levi, I’m ready. I need you inside me, now.”

His cock twitched at her breathy command but he didn’t let up for a few strokes yet, making sure she was soaked to his liking before sliding his fingers from her. She watched in lustful disbelief as he brought his hand to his lips, licking her slick clean from his skin. He held her gaze with a look full of dark promises, refusing to break it until he had sucked the last of her from his fingers, closing his eyes as he slurped with a final satisfied flourish.

“Delicious,” his voice was the crunch of gravel in the middle of the night. Rich lust gulped down his irises until there was nothing but a slim ring of silver left, completely enraptured by the stunning woman on his lap. (Y/N) was speechless, her mind a soupy mess of desire, but she wasn’t helpless. Levi let out a hiss when her supple palm wrapped once more around his length, angling him toward her entrance as she rose to her knees, straddling him more suitably now. He brushed his hand against her hip, stopping her just long enough to bore his final ask of consent into her. When he found nothing but a mirror to his own eagerness, he replaced her hand with his own and guided himself up, slipping easily into her velvety heat.

The two moaned out in unison as they were joined for the first time, attacking each other’s lips and devouring each other’s sounds until they were drowning in their need for air. Levi couldn’t wait, but it seemed as if (Y/N) was a bit more impatient than she was letting on, because she provided no resistance when he started to move inside her, swirling his hips up into her so that his cock nudged against that pleasure spot deep inside her. (Y/N) gasped and trembled, leaning her head back to give him room to explore. While he licked up the side of her neck, sucking dark bruises into her otherwise unblemished skin, (Y/N) dragged more trails of fire up his back, clawing him up like a cat as each thrust into her pliant body picked up in speed and intensity.

“God fuck, you’re so tight,” Levi murmured into her skin, nipping at her earlobe before soothing the sting with his tongue.

(Y/N) keened and removed her hands from his back, instead scrambling to rip at the buttons on the front of her shirt. Levi leaned back when the sound of tearing fabric sounded throughout the room, his eyes widening at the sight of her bare breasts teasing him through the ruins of her uniform.

“Damn, no bra? You were just waiting for this to happen, weren’t you, kitten? So eager for my cock, and I’ve barely even started.”

(Y/N) moaned, her jaw dropping as each thrust forced the air from her lungs until she was gasping. “B-Been waiting for this for a long time, Levi. Ever since t-the Underg-ground. Besides, don’t act like y-you’re above this, you love b-being inside me too, don’t you?”

Levi’s breath hitched, his eyes widening at her confession before he began to ravage the woman on top of him. He couldn’t believe it, hadn’t even dared to fathom that she could’ve had any feelings for him when she left. She was a goddess who had healed him out of the goodness of her heart, that was all. There was no way such a fantastic person could’ve ever loved the criminal rat from the filthy Underground sticks. But here she was, confessing to the very thing he had always hoped for but never allowed himself to entertain.

“Oh fuck, is that even a question? I love your pussy, my new f-favorite place to be.”

Thrusting somehow faster, his nails digging into her ass and the bottoms of her thighs hard enough to make crescent shapes dot her skin, Levi breathed back his own secret. “I’ve been waiting for this too, made a promise to Farlan that I would be with you one day.”

(Y/N) immediately latched onto Levi’s skin, kissing and biting sloppy marks up and down his neck to smother the sound of her obscene moans as she came all over him. Her body shook on top of him, her pussy clenching him hard enough to have colors exploding behind his eyelids. He busied himself with ducking down to roll his tongue across her pert nipples, sucking and nipping at the soft mounds as he rode her through her climax and started to chase his own.

“~Hah, hah, hah…” Levi panted as he broke away from her skin, a string of saliva connecting him to her now mottled flesh as he pistoned harder, flesh slapping loudly with every scoop of his hips. He was so fucking close, he could almost taste it. (Y/N) was still shaking in his hold, her fingers refusing to loosen from the muscles in his back as his continued motions started to bleed into overstimulation. Tears were streaming down her cheeks, landing like raindrops on Levi's neck as he was thrown over the edge, his back arching as a wet gasping noise tore itself from his throat. His hips jerked as he spilled inside of her, painting her already dripping walls white with his release.

It was only after he had spurted the last few ropes of cum into her pussy that Levi finally stopped, collapsing against her with his arms lazily looped around her waist. (Y/N) grunted at the sudden weight pressing against her but didn’t push him away, merely scratching the coarse hair of his undercut before moving up into his silkier raven strands. They fought to catch their breath, ghosting their lips over one another every once in a while as they allowed the silence to permeate the space.

“Did we just-?”

“Yeah,” Levi grunted.

(Y/N) chuckled, warming his heart and chasing away any possible doubts that could’ve surfaced in his mind. “Looks like you’re all better now, no notable injuries. At least, none that will hinder your physical activity.”

Levi snorted, giving her waist a spiteful squeeze, “Yeah, except for the new ones you left on my back and neck, brat.”

(Y/N) swooped in to press her lips to his kiss-swollen ones. “Well, I happen to know a pretty good doctor who might be willing to help you with those.”

Levi grinned at her, “Send her to my office later tonight, I might have a few ideas on how she can make it up to me.”

“I will, but only if you promise to take her out to dinner sometime afterwards.”

Levi nodded and held her close. Who was he to deny such a request? Afterall, he had a promise from Farlan to keep, and he’d be a damn idiot to let the chance pass him by.

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[amourology]

AFTERGLOW — levi ackerman

ʚ ɞ pairings: levi ackerman x strong!reader (you’re able to lift levi, just go with it—strong soldier over here, people).

ʚ ɞ synopsis: aftercare with tired, clingy and adorably needy sub!levi.

ʚ ɞ author’s note: this is purely self-indulgent. i just want to cradle his face in the palms of my hands and tell him everything’s alright :( just wanna take care of him and give him a kiss on the nose :(

ʚ ɞ warnings: light descriptions of sex, i use the word cock maybe once—it’s basically non-sugarcoated fluff, implied dom!reader, implied sub!levi, reader dotes heavily on levi bc he deserves it. oh, and—let’s pretend they have sinks & running water in paradis for a sec, okay?

ʚ ɞ word count: 2.8k. 

Levi Ackerman has always been pretty, always been so beautiful. With his pretty, plump and oh-so-kissable lips, and his pretty, silky-smooth dark hair, and his pretty, button-like nose—nevermind forgetting his pretty, blue-grey eyes carrying the winter season within them.

Yes—he’s always been utterly gorgeous. Still, you’d make quite a strong case arguing that him during the day wasn’t even close to him at his most beautiful. For he was prettiest whenever he laid in front of you like this.

On your shared duvet, with his head thrown back and his ink-black eyelashes fluttering while his chest heaved up, down, and up again. With his fingers twitching at his side, and with a few of his bangs sticking to his sweat-decorated forehead. With his legs opened, and his abdomen sticky with the mess he made of himself. And with one of his arms outstretched, hands grabbing around nothing as he beckons you to come closer.

“You did so good, Levi,” you coe at him. Abiding by his request, you adjust your position on the bed and crawl up towards him. When at his face, you delicately brush your fingers across his forehead—pushing aside the fallen strands of hair. “So good for me. Always so good.”

Your stomach flutters upon seeing him lean into your touch, relishing the words of praise as he always does. As if he has to make due with what you were willing to give him today, never knowing when he’ll earn them again. As if you won’t shower him in it whenever he so wishes.

“Thank you,” he croaks out. His head rests in-between the soft, whiite pillow beneath him and the even softer skin of your hand. “Felt really good.”

“Yeah?”

He nods against your hand, placing one of his own over your wrist to keep it in place. “Yeah,” he whispers. His voice gives out soon after; still a bit shrill after granting you all those pretty sounds.

“Hey.” You hum softly, bringing your face close to his. You nudge his nose with yours, withholding a smile. Levi scrunches his nose up after you place a kiss on it—a sight so adorable it made you wonder how people could ever fear him. “Want me to clean you up first? Or should I get something for you to drink?”

A tired sigh passes his lips; an indication he’ll sleep twice as well as he normally would in a night. “Clean,” he decides, because of course he does.

The predictable answer makes you chuckle. “Alright,” you say. You pretend not to notice the offended frown on his forehead as soon as you take your hand back. “I’ll be quick.”

You really are intending to hurry, knowing he doesn’t like to be alone for too long after such acts. And so, you rise from the bed—frowning when you don’t make it quite as far as you’d hoped. You turn back around, looking down at Levi who now holds a grip on your wrist. He pulls you back towards him.

“You okay?”

He looks up at you, cheeks still slightly damp from the tears he’d shed for you today; tears he allowed to flow after you kept bringing him to that edge over and over again, pushing him over it so many times until it started to hurt—until he couldn’t decide if he wanted you to stop or give him more, more and more. As always, he’d chosen for more. Only stopping when you’d milked him dry.

“Kiss,” he demands. “Gimme a kiss first.”

Your eyes soften. “Oh,” you breathe. No, you truly didn’t get why his subordinates were so scared of him. You smile, and start leaning down. “Come here, then.”

Levi hums contentedly when your lips finally engulf his. One of his hands reaches for the back of your head, keeping you in place for just a little bit longer—for just a second more of this feeling.

You chuckle against his lips, and one of your hands finds his cheek. “I’ll be back soon, Levi.” You tell him, caressing his cheekbone with your thumb.

His love-filled eyes wander around your face; first at your brows, then at the tip of your nose, then your lips, even your cheeks, until they finally find home within your eyes. “You promise?” He asks, voice no louder than a mumble.

You cup his jaw. “I promise,” you say, kissing his forehead.

He closes his eyes while you shower him with affection, enjoying it while it lasts, and sighing when you pull back. Knowing you have to leave eventually, Levi settles back down on the duvet. His eyes fall shut rather quickly, and for a short second it looks like he’s fallen asleep—though, you knew he was wide awake. He always waits for you to hold him before drifting off.

However—he seems quite tired, which means you’ll have to hurry. Quickly, you walk into his bathroom. You gather a washcloth and rinse it underneath some lukewarm water, walking back out and into the bedroom shortly after.

The bed shifts beside Levi, and he hazily opens one of his eyes to look. Once fully confirming it’s you, he closes it again. A soft groan escapes him, relishing in the way you so, so carefully and with such heavy affection, start cleaning him up.

Levi sighs quietly while you go to work, wiping all residue of his release away from his stomach, his thighs—he squirms a bit as you get closer to his cock, which makes you smile. He’s always so sensitive, so keen to your touch. Surely, it’s the most endearing thing you’ve ever seen.

Once you’re sure you’ve cleaned it all, you pull back. “There,” you mumble. One of your fingers starts delicately trailing upwards alongside his thigh.

Levi shakes his head. “M still dirty,” he says; you briefly wonder how much those words pained him to say.

You hum in acknowledgement, still focused on trailing your hand up his body. It goes along his stomach, making out the shape of his abs. He shivers underneath your touch.

“You want me to run you a bath?” You offer.

His eyes are fully open when your finger makes it up to his face, his line of sight fully locks on you while you start tracing the features on him.

“Please,” he says. His breath hitches in his throat as you glide your thumb over his bottom lip. “Would you?”

“You’re not too tired?” You ask, your index finger now finding its way towards the bridge of his nose. “‘Cause I’d hate to run a bath, only to drain it again right after.”

Levi frowns. “That was one time,” he grumbles. His nose scrunches up again after you lightly tap the tip. “”S hardly fair to hold it against me.”

“One time too many,” you muse. A smile settles on your face upon seeing his puffed out bottom lip, his eyebrow still pulled down into that frown and a slightly annoyed look in his eye. “I’m joking, love. I’ll go and get it ready for you.”

Again, he stops you from leaving. “Stop forgetting my kiss,” he complains. His fingers reach for yours and he pulls you towards him.

“I’d argue I’ve been kissing you all over tonight,” you mumble against his lips. You add another peck to them.

“‘S not enough,” he answers. This time, he allows the kiss to linger for a bit longer. When he pulls back, he looks you in the eye. “It’s never enough.”

“Well, aren’t you a little greedy thing, hm?” You hum, a slight smirk taking over your lips as you notice the tips of his ears and the apples of his cheek change in colour. “Suppose it’s a good thing I can never get enough of kissing you, then.”

“Yes,” he whispers, his peppermint-scented breath hitting your face. “I suppose it is.”

Levi sighs and lets you kiss his forehead again. The next time you stand up to run his bath, you’re met with less of a protest.

You gather the stuff you know he likes; making sure the water is absolutely scalding hot and smells of lavender and honey. When you deem it good enough, you go to get him. The sight you’re met with is enough to tilt your head to the side in amusement.

“Levi.”

He hums. “Just a minute.”

You’ve heard that one before.

The sheets crinkle underneath Levi’s figure, courtesy of you shifting him around on top of them. Once your arms are securely wrapped beneath him, you take a deep breath and lift him off the bed.

Never before were you so grateful for the ruthless training he puts you and the others through on the daily—if it allows you to carry him around in your arms like that, you’re quite confident you’d more than willingly participate in them. Perhaps even twice a day, if this would be your reward.

You stop walking once you make it to the tub. “Careful,” you say. “I’m gonna put you in, okay? It’s gonna be quite warm.”

He doesn’t move in your grasp. A mere “Okay.” Is all you get back.

Very carefully, afraid you might hurt him if you went too fast, you place him down into the newly-filled bathtub. Levi lets out a soft moan at the warmth surrounding him, allowing his arms to rest alongside the edges of the tub.

“Thank you,” he says quietly.

The sudden vulnerability in his voice catches you off-guard, but you’re thankful for it nonetheless—forever grateful he trusts you enough to show it to you.

“Of course,” you answer. “Tell me if you need anything, okay?”

Once again you turn around to leave, now planning on quickly changing the stained sheets in the other room. Knowing Levi, he doesn’t like sleeping on them after the both of you made such a mess on them.

“You.” He calls out quickly, this time succeeding in grabbing your hand instead of your wrist. He looks down at them, and intertwins his fingers with yours. “You, too.”

His voice sounds so perfect; such a balanced mix between scratchy, whiny and pleading. You cup his chin, cherishing the way he looks up at you. The liking towards his sound reminds you of the soreness he must feel.

“Here, drink something first.” You say, using one of the glasses next to the sink to gather some water for him.

Levi accepts the glass, fingers curling around it while he quickly brings it to his lips. Before you realise, he gulps it all down—then he hands it back to you.

“It’s fine,” he says. “My voice is fine.”

“Okay,” you said, slightly amused at his eagerness. You nod towards the space behind him. “Scoot over.”

He does as he’s told. You briefly take your eyes off him to place the now-empty glass back on the sink. Soon after, you take your place behind him. The water feels unbelievably hot on your skin and it takes you a few seconds to get used to. Once you do, you nudge Levi’s body backwards.

You adjust him in-between your legs, and he lets you. The biggest sigh of relief passes his lips while he lays his head to rest on your chest, eyes closing as he hides his face in the crook of your neck. A featherlight kiss gets pressed to the side of your throat. Trying to fight off your smile at the gesture seems to be futile.

Your fingers dance along the skin of his arms, the toned muscle and faded scars feeling rough beneath them. Slowly but surely you fall into a pattern, drawing soft circles on his bare skin. Your other hand cups the back of his head, tangling your fingers in his dark locks.

The both of you sit like that for a while. Only when you realise he’s well and truly falling asleep this time—in your hold—do you nudge him awake.

“Levi.”

“Hm?”

“I’m gonna wash your hair, okay? We’ve gotta get out and go to bed.”

Levi nods. It does take him a while, but he’s very well aware that he’ll have to sit up if you want to wash his hair—and so, he eventually succeeds in doing so. After a couple minutes, of course.

“There you go,” you mumble proudly.

As soon as he’s properly seated, you reach for the shampoo next to you. You slather your hands with it, rubbing your palms together to let it emulsify before you nestle your hands in his hair.

He tilts his head backwards, letting out a satisfied groan here-and-there whenever you scratch a particularly nice spot. Your fingers comb through the locks, massaging certain spots a bit longer whenever he lets out a slightly louder sound at the specific placement.

“There.” You say once you’re done.

Your arms wrap around him, one of your arms around his waist while the other crosses along his chest and with your hand resting on his collarbone. You pull him in closer and press a kiss to his shoulder blade, and then one to the back of his neck.

“Is it okay if you wash yourself off?” You ask, letting your chin rest on his shoulder. “I’ve got to change the sheets.”

Levi hums in agreement. Another kiss gets pressed to his cheek, and you immediately miss his warmth as soon as you stand up and hoist yourself out of the bathtub. You reach for a towel, tightly wrapping it around your body.

Just as you were to leave—you stop, and turn towards him. Crouching down, you cup his chin upwards to make him look at you. Then, you kiss him on the lips.

Levi huffs once you pull back. “You learn.”

“Seems like I do,” you answer, smiling. “I’ll get started on the bed, okay?”

He nods at you, allowing you to leave only after stealing another quick peck. You laugh at him, the laugh diminishing into a smile as you walk back into the adjoined bedroom.

After you’re dressed, you begin the task at hand. All current sheets are taken off the bed, discarded into the hamper in the corner. The linen cabinet is hoisted open, and the new, freshly-washed duvet covers the bed in a mere few minutes.

As soon as you’re finished, you feel a pair of arms wrapping around your waist from behind. Levi holds you against him for a while, then he kisses your shoulder.

“Thank you,” he whispers. “Thank you so much.”

Carefully, as not to scare him with sudden movements, you turn around in his hold. “There’s nothing you need to thank me for, Levi.” You tell him, both hands cupping his cheeks—they squish slightly against your palms as you hold his face. “If there’s anyone out there deserving of such treatment, it’s you.”

He exhales shakily, never looking away from your eyes. The love and admiration within them makes him feel more than fulfilled. “I’m—I’m not sure I believe that…” He trails off, clearing his throat. “But, still, thank you.”

You smile, the bridge of your nose softly bumping against his as you bring both your faces closer together. “You wanna go to sleep?”

“Please,” he says.

Before you, those were words he never thought he’d use to answer that question.

Levi didn’t like sleeping—couldn’t like sleeping, considering his insomnia never gave him the chance to enjoy it.

But on such nights as tonight, where you tire him out so good, where you crawl into bed with him and hold his head against your chest, where you wrap your arms around him so tightly as if you wish to protect him from all and everything bad out there—all while fully knowing he doesn’t need it but doing so, anyway.

…Yeah, Levi loves sleeping, then.

You do exactly that now, too, and he eagerly follows your guidance towards the bed. The very much welcomed smell of fresh linen hits him as soon as he lays down underneath the covers. And it’s as if he can’t reach out for you fast enough, arms outstretched and ever searching—until he feels yours wrap around him, one around his waist, the other on the back of his head.

Levi closes his eyes the second his head makes contact with your chest, the second he feels your slow-and-steady heartbeat rising beneath him. His figure curls into yours, and he smiles—and you do, too.

“Good night, Levi,” you whisper into his hair.

A kiss gets pressed to the crown of his head shortly after.

He nudges his nose against the base of your throat. Then, a soft, lingering kiss to your collarbone follows. “Good night,” he exhales.

At that moment, Levi falls asleep quicker than he ever has before.

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[writing-through-wonderland]

You're Okay

Original | Fandom NSFW | SFW

Fandom: Attack on Titan Pairing: LeviAckermanxReader Warnings: None really. Mostly angst with a bit of fluff for good measure.

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One Shot: You and Levi always work side by side on every single mission. But during the last one you two were involved in, you injured your ankle, forcing you to stay behind for the latest reconnaissance beyond the walls. You had to wait on bated breath for the Scouts to return and now that they have, Levi has papers to fill out.

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One whole day. They had been one whole day late to return. If you hadn’t been nursing an injured ankle you surely would have spent the entire time pacing yours and Levi’s quarters. You had no doubt in your lovers skills in combat, but nothing beyond the walls was certain and anything could have happened. But now he and the Scouts had returned.

You were laying in bed, trying to sleep. Trying to remain as silent as possible. There were currently only two sounds in the room. The first was the sound of the pocket watch on the bed side table, ticking away. The second was that of a pen scratching on paper. The last thing you wanted to do was become a third sound.

It had to be at least 2 AM and yet Levi was still awake at his desk, pouring over reports about the most recent excursion, making sure to review each one and add his signature in all the right places. He had been doing this since his return around noon the previous day. His forehead was resting in his hand and you could easily make out his sharp features thanks to the flicker of the oil lamp next to him. The stress on his face broke your heart. You knew what those missions were like and you knew that having to review the events so soon after returning was absolute torture. You also knew the value of rest.

But Levi always put his duties first. Something he had been trying to work on lately. He cared about his job, but he also cared about you. However, given that the mission had gone so far off course there were extra reports to review this time. You were trying your best to be understanding, but you had missed him. To say sleeping alone had been a struggle was a massive understatement, and now that he was back all you wanted was to cuddle into his side and simply enjoy his presence so close to you.

As carefully as you could you rolled onto your side so you were no longer facing him, trying to keep the blankets from ruffling audibly. An exasperated sigh from behind you told you that your attempt had been unsuccessful.

“Sorry,” you said softly, biting your lip immediately after speaking. As if more noise was going to help him.

“S’fine,” was all you heard in response.

A few minutes went by and you still couldn’t keep your eyes closed for more than a couple of seconds at a time. You couldn’t do this.

“Levi…” you began cautiously. “Are you planning on coming to bed? It’s… definitely quite late.”

Another sigh.

“Y/N I have to finish this and you know it. Just get some sleep.” He was trying not to sound harsh. He knew you had missed him and of course he had missed you. He wanted nothing more than to join you. And you knew it too. Which emboldened you to speak again.

“Levi, please,” you said, voice a little clearer this time. You rolled over to face him and sat up, the blankets falling to your lap. “I know you have to do that but you’ve been at it for a while. I was really worried about everyone. Really worried about you. I’m sure the Commander would understand if it took a little longer than usual. Actually he probably expects it.”

Levi cringed and put the pen down on the desk, using a little more force than he had intended, but still not quite slamming it.

“Y/N please let me just… I have to get through this… Go to sleep.” This time his tone was noticeably stern and it hurt. Maybe he hadn’t missed you as much as you had thought. No. He did. He just had to get this done. Still, shouldn’t he put you first now and again now that you were romantically involved? It wasn’t as if no one knew about it. You two weren’t keeping it a secret. Surely they would understand.

“Levi I-“

“SLEEP!”

The outburst thoroughly surprised you. You gasped and clutched the blankets to your chest.

“I’m sorry,” you mumbled and laid back down, again so you weren’t facing him. There were tears threatening to spill now. This wasn’t like him at all. The mission must have been worse than you realized. You clamped your hand over your mouth to silence any noises you might make while crying.

But then you heard something else. The scrape of the chair on the floor, followed by slow footsteps. Next the mattress behind you dipped. You glanced over your shoulder to see Levi sitting on the edge of the bed.

“No, I am.” He sighed and slumped over. “This was a bad one. One of the worst I’ve seen.”

You sat back up and scooted closer to him. “Levi…” You muttered, rubbing his back gently. “That’s why you need to take a break from those reports. You need to recuperate mentally and physically first. Reliving all of that immediately after returning isn’t healthy. Come on just lay down.” This time your encouragement was enough to do the trick. He kicked off his boots and climbed under the blankets, resting his head on your chest as you leaned back against the headboard. You put your arms around him and it broke your heart again to realize he was shaking. You held him tighter.

“I don’t want to talk about it…” He whispered and you shook your head.

“You don’t have to.” His hand slid up to cling to your night shirt and he buried his face in your shoulder. You could tell he was trying to hold back tears. “It’s okay, Levi. You’re home now. I’m here. I’ve got you.” At your words his body tensed and he curled into you, his grip tightening as if he were afraid you would disappear. His tears began to soak the fabric of your shirt and you rested your cheek on the top of his head.

“You’re okay Levi. Try not to worry. I’m not going anywhere…”

#attack on titan #captain levi #levi ackerman #levi ackerman x y/n insert #attack on titan one shot #levi ackerman one shot

[lvoryingrid]

The Cabin In The Woods

Levi x fem!Reader

Synopsis: In the midst of a Titan battle, Levi Ackerman and (Y/n) seek shelter in a forest cabin. The rivalry between them turns into an unexpected intimacy as subtle touches escalate.

Warning: 🔞 minors do not read/interact : contains 18+ content, smut/erotica

The battlefield was a symphony of chaos, with the metallic scent of blood lingering in the air. Levi Ackerman, humanity's greatest hope, moved with unparalleled grace, his blades dancing through the tumult like a deadly waltz. Thunderous roars of Titans reverberated around him, accompanied by the desperate cries of soldiers caught in the merciless grip of the war.

Amidst the swirling dust and smoke, Levi's steel-blue gaze focused on (Y/n)’s face. Her movements were a ballet of survival, each strike a testament to her unyielding determination. As their eyes met in a fleeting moment, a silent understanding passed between them, a recognition of the shared struggle against a common enemy.

"(Y/n)! Watch your left flank!" Levi's voice cut through the cacophony, a sharp command born of necessity rather than animosity. She shot him a quick glance, a mixture of irritation and acknowledgment in her eyes. "I don't need you to babysit me, Captain!"

The Titans closed in, and Levi fought with a controlled fury, dispatching the colossal foes with calculated precision. Yet, in the back of his mind, a growing unease nagged at him. He couldn't shake the feeling that time was slipping away, that the stakes were higher than ever.

In the midst of the relentless battle, Levi and (Y/n) found themselves back to back, defending each other against the onslaught. The clash of steel against Titan flesh created a chaotic melody, punctuated by the occasional exchange of glances and shared determination.

Levi smirked, a hint of amusement tugging at the corner of his lips. "Just making sure you don't get yourself killed. Wouldn't want you to miss out on the chance to lose to me again."

Her response was a scoff, but there was a glimmer of a smirk hidden beneath the exterior. "You wish, Captain. I can handle myself just fine. I just don't want to waste my energy saving your sorry ass," she shot back, a glint of camaraderie in her eyes."

Levi raised an eyebrow, a hint of annoyance breaking through his stern expression. "Don't get too cocky. We've got a long way to go."

The battlefield gradually fell silent as Levi and (Y/n) found themselves veering away from the main force, their surroundings becoming a dense forest. The sun dipped below the horizon, casting an eerie glow over the landscape as ominous clouds gathered overhead. The first droplets of rain splattered against their uniforms, gradually evolving into a relentless downpour.

Levi cast a sideways glance at (Y/n), raindrops clinging to her disheveled (h/c) hair. "We need to find shelter before we get drenched. HQ can wait until tomorrow."

(Y/n) shot him a defiant look, raindrops clinging to her disheveled hair. "I don't need you to state the obvious, Captain. I'm not stupid."

Levi rolled his eyes, his annoyance evident. "Just follow my lead and try not to slow me down."

They trudged deeper into the forest, the tension between them palpable. The rain intensified, turning the path ahead into a muddy quagmire. The sound of raindrops pelting leaves and the distant rumble of thunder echoed through the trees, creating an atmosphere thick with unease.

Levi's sharp eyes scanned the surroundings, looking for any sign of shelter. "There should be a safehouse not too far from here. We can regroup and head to HQ in the morning."

As they ventured deeper, the tension between them gave way to an unspoken understanding. The rivalry that had defined their interactions now danced on the edge of something more—a raw and unexplored passion simmering beneath the surface.

Finally, through the dense trees, a dilapidated cabin emerged. The wood creaked and groaned under the rain, but it seemed like the only refuge they had. Levi pushed the door open, and they entered, their soaked uniforms clinging to their bodies.

The cabin's interior was dimly lit, shadows playing on the worn walls. Levi couldn't ignore the flicker of vulnerability in (Y/n)'s eyes, her guard momentarily down. "We'll stay here for the night. Tomorrow, we head to HQ."

(Y/n) nodded, the gravity of the situation sinking in. The air in the cabin crackled with tension as they realized the close quarters they'd be sharing. The rivalry that had fueled their interactions now seemed like a thin veil hiding a deeper connection.

As the storm outside intensified, the two found themselves huddled in the cabin, the air thick with unspoken words. The flickering lantern cast shadows on Levi's face, accentuating the lines of fatigue and determination.

"I never thought I'd find myself stuck in a creepy cabin with you," (Y/n) teased, a small smile playing on her lips.

Levi's stoic exterior cracked just a bit, a subtle smirk appearing. "Consider it a special fucking treat."

Levi's keen eyes scanned the dimly lit cabin, searching for any available resources. Spotting a stack of old planks in the corner, he gathered them and set to work on starting a fire. The flickering flames cast a warm glow across the worn interior, revealing the exhaustion etched on both their faces.

As the fire began to crackle, Levi glanced over at (Y/n), who stood shivering in the corner, her wet clothes clinging to her like a second skin. With a barely audible sigh, he got up, his movements purposeful. "Stay put."

(Y/n) shot him a skeptical look but complied, watching as Levi disappeared into the shadows of the cabin. He returned moments later, holding a dusty, moth-eaten blanket. Without a word, he tossed it towards her.

"Here, wrap yourself in this. Your clothes are soaked, remove them" Levi instructed, his tone gruff but carrying an underlying concern.

(Y/n) caught the blanket, eyeing him warily. "You're not planning to play the hero, are you?"

Levi raised an eyebrow, his expression unchanging. "Don't get any ideas. I'm not doing this for you; it's for my own peace of mind. I don't need you catching a cold and slowing us down tomorrow."

She rolled her eyes, attempting to brush off the subtle act of kindness. "Well, aren't you just a gentleman in shining armor."

Levi scowled, irritation flickering across his features. "Quit the sarcasm and do as I say. It's practical, not chivalry."

Levi's gaze flickered away as (Y/n) began to peel off her wet clothes, the fire's dim light casting an ethereal glow on her silhouette. She could feel the weight of his discomfort, a strange mixture of vulnerability and an unfamiliar tension in the air.

"(Y/n), don't make this more awkward than it needs to be. Just get dry," Levi muttered, his eyes fixed on the fire in a futile attempt to avoid the scene unfolding before him.

(Y/n) shot him a wry grin, her usual defiance cutting through the air. "Oh, Captain, can't handle a little skin? I thought you were supposed to be a tough guy."

Levi scowled, irritation evident. "This isn't the time for your sarcasm. Just get yourself warmed up and get some rest. We have a long day ahead."

As she covered herself with the blanket, the glow of the fire outlined the curves and scars on her body. Levi couldn't help but steal a glance, the flicker of the flames highlighting the strength and resilience etched into every mark. For a moment, the intensity of their rivalry faded, and Levi found himself oddly captivated by the vulnerability in front of him.

(Y/n) caught the fleeting look in his eyes, a playful smirk dancing on her lips. "Captain, I never thought I'd see the day when the great Levi, would be caught ogling."

Levi's cheeks tinged with a hint of red, a rare occurrence for the stoic soldier. "I'm not ogling. Just making sure you're not going to collapse from exhaustion."

She chuckled, the sound echoing in the quiet cabin. "Sure, Captain. Whatever helps you sleep at night."

The rain continued its relentless assault on the cabin's roof, creating a soothing backdrop to the awkward tension that hung in the air. As (Y/n) settled under the blanket, she couldn't resist the opportunity to further tease Levi, who was doing his best to avoid eye contact.

"Captain," she called out with a mischievous glint in her eyes, "aren't you feeling a bit chilly yourself? You look like you've taken a swim in the river."

Levi shot her an annoyed glare, his irritation evident. "I'm fine. This isn't a cozy campfire, and I'm not here for your entertainment."

(Y/n) chuckled, undeterred by his gruff demeanor. "Oh, come on, Captain. We wouldn't want you catching a cold now, would we? That'd be a tragedy."

Levi clenched his jaw, his annoyance reaching new heights. "I don't need your concern, and I certainly don't need your commentary. Just get some rest."

But (Y/n), never one to back down from a little banter, decided to up the ante. With a sly smile, she shifted under the blanket, feigning a shiver. "You sure about that, Captain? Your teeth seem to be doing a little dance there. Maybe we should huddle together for warmth."

Levi's eyes narrowed, a barely audible growl escaping his throat. "I said, I'm fine."

Undeterred, she continued to playfully prod him. "You know, it's scientifically proven that body heat is the best way to stay warm. Just saying."

Levi shot her a withering look, his annoyance now accompanied by a faint blush. "I don't need your suggestions, and I certainly don't need to 'scientifically prove' anything with you."

(Y/n) couldn't help but laugh at his expense. "Relax, Captain. I'm just messing with you. No need to get all hot and bothered."

Levi rolled his eyes, his frustration evident. "I'm not bothered. Just get some rest before I decide to leave you out in the rain."

She grinned, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Well, Captain, if you change your mind and decide you need some warmth, I'll be right here."

The rain outside showed no signs of letting up, and despite Levi's attempts to brush off the chill, his trembling form betrayed the cold that had settled into his bones. (Y/n), under the worn-out blanket, couldn't help but notice the subtle shivers that ran through him.

"You're freezing, Captain," she remarked with a raised eyebrow, her teasing tone giving way to genuine concern.

Levi shot her a glare, his pride evident. "I've faced worse than a bit of rain."

(Y/n) sighed, a hint of exasperation in her voice. "You can drop the tough act, Levi. We're not in the middle of a battlefield now. We're just two people trying to stay warm."

Levi scowled but didn't offer any further protest. The truth was, the relentless rain had taken its toll, and his ego was the only thing keeping him from admitting it. With a begrudging acknowledgment, he finally mumbled, "Fine, but don't get any ideas."

(Y/n) chuckled, shifting to make room for him under the blanket. "No promises, Captain. Just trying to survive the night."

Levi shot her a warning look before begrudgingly starting to remove his wet clothes. The fire's dim light flickered over his scars and the defined muscles that spoke of years of battles. As he shuffled into the blanket, (Y/n) couldn't help but smirk at the irony of their situation.

"See? That's not so bad, is it?" she teased, her eyes gleaming with amusement.

Levi grunted in response, avoiding eye contact. "This doesn't change anything. I'm only doing this to shut you up."

The fire's dying embers cast a soft glow across the cabin, and with every flicker, Levi and (Y/n) found themselves drawn closer under the blanket. The initial distance that had defined their makeshift alliance began to close, replaced by a palpable tension that hung in the air like the storm outside.

Levi, still maintaining a semblance of stoicism, shifted slightly, unintentionally brushing against (Y/n). The brief contact sent a shiver down both their spines, an electric charge that neither could ignore. The subtle touches, once accidental, now held a weight of unspoken possibilities.

"(Y/n), watch where you're putting your damn elbows," Levi grumbled, his attempt to mask the underlying tension evident in the gruffness of his voice.

She shot him a sidelong glance, a playful glint in her eyes. "Captain, I can't control where my elbows go. Maybe you're just too close."

Levi scowled but didn't pull away, the proximity between them amplifying the uncharted territory they found themselves navigating. The cabin, once just a refuge from the storm, became a space where the lines between rivalry and something more blurred.

As the rain outside dwindled to a gentle patter, the quiet cabin seemed to amplify the sound of their breaths. The air became charged with a quiet anticipation, the weight of unspoken words hanging between them.

(Y/n) couldn't resist the temptation, her hand subtly finding its way to Levi's arm. The touch, feather-light and seemingly innocent, sent a shockwave through both of them. Levi's gaze flickered towards her, a silent acknowledgment of the shift in dynamics.

Levi cleared his throat, attempting to break the tension. "Keep your damn hands to yourself."

(Y/n) smirked, her fingers tracing absentminded patterns on his arm. "I'm just trying to stay warm."

Levi, irritated by the unexpected turn of events and the unsettling tension in the air, decided to retaliate in his own way. With a calculated smirk, he shifted closer to (Y/n), his fingers gently trailing along her arm in a manner that mirrored her earlier touch.

"Don't get too comfortable. This isn't an invitation," Levi remarked, his voice carrying a mix of annoyance and amusement.

She raised an eyebrow, the smirk never leaving her face. "Oh, Captain, didn't know you had it in you. Looks like the great Captain can't resist a little intimacy."

Levi scowled, attempting to maintain his composure. "This is purely practical. Don't read too much into it."

The banter continued, each subtle touch carrying an undercurrent of challenge. As the cabin remained shrouded in the quiet sounds of the rain and crackling fire, the atmosphere became charged with an unexpected energy.

In a moment of boldness, (Y/n) decided to turn the tables. Her fingers trailed along Levi's jawline, a playful glint in her eyes. "Captain, you're not fooling anyone. I can feel the heat radiating off you."

Levi's breath caught in his throat for a split second, his usual stoic facade momentarily faltering. "I told you, it's for warmth. Nothing more."

But (Y/n) wasn't deterred, her touch becoming more deliberate. "You know, Captain, sometimes actions speak louder than words."

"You're pushing your luck," Levi growled, the lines of annoyance and desire blurring in his eyes.

She met his gaze with a challenging stare, her lips curving into a sly smile. "Is that a threat, Captain? Or perhaps an invitation?"

Levi, not one to back down, closed the remaining distance between them, grabbing her by her hair. The frustration that had simmered beneath the surface now boiled over, fueling a passion neither had expected. In a moment of heated intensity, their lips collided, a clash of desire that silenced the banter and left only the echoes of their shared breaths.

The kiss, at first fueled by frustration, quickly morphed into something deeper—an exploration of uncharted territories and emotions that neither had dared to acknowledge. As their lips moved in a rhythm born of a newfound connection, the storm outside seemed to mirror the tempest of emotions within the cabin.

When they finally broke apart, (Y/n) and Levi were left breathless, their eyes locked in a silent understanding that transcended words. The fire, though now reduced to embers, seemed to burn brighter in the aftermath of their passionate exchange.

Levi, his usual composure momentarily shattered, struggled to find the right words. "This... doesn't change anything. We're not suddenly buddy buddy because of a kiss."

(Y/n), a flush of warmth coloring her cheeks, smiled with a hint of mischief. "Who said it had to? Maybe it's just something between us, Captain."

Her words sent a thrill of anticipation through Levi, and he felt himself grow hard against her. Unable to contain himself any longer, Levi roughly pushed (Y/n) back against the floor, pinning her beneath him. Her eyes widened in surprise, but there was a spark of anticipation in their depths that told him she wasn't entirely opposed to this development.

He leaned in close, his breath warm against her neck, as he whispered "Is that what you want?" he growled, his voice gruff, rough with desire. "Do you want me to touch you, that bad?" As he felt her nipples harden beneath his palms. He cupped her breasts, playing with them before lifting them so he could kiss and suckle her nipples.

(Y/n) arched her back, pressing her breasts further into Levi's hands as his lips and tongue teased her nipples mercilessly. She could feel the heat rising within her, spreading like electricity through her entire body. "Levi" she moaned, her voice breathy and needy. "Yes, please, touch me."

"Do you want me to make you feel good?" His fingers, reached down her body playing with her pussy, as he continued the relentless teasing, and she could feel the pressure building inside her, making her body tremble with anticipation. "Oh, please, yes," she moaned a hint of impatience in her voice, arching her back even further, her fingernails digging into his shoulders. "I want you."

Levi smiled wickedly, his eyes glinting with lust. "Tell me what you want," he commanded, still teasing her with his fingers. "Tell me how bad you want this."

"I want you inside me," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. "I want you to fuck me so hard I can't think about anything else." Her hips bucked upward, seeking the connection she ached for, and his thumb brushed against her clit, sending a jolt of pleasure through her.

With one swift movement, Levi positioned himself between her spread legs, his erection pressing against her wet folds. Smirking at the thought that he barely touched her and she was that wet for him. He leaned in, his lips finding her ear, and growled, "I've wanted this since the moment I fucking met you. Fuck you so hard you won't be able to say anything else but my name" With that, he pushed himself inside her, filling her up in one deep stroke that made her cry out in pleasure.

As Levi thrust into her, the world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them in this small, intimate space. The sounds of their bodies colliding and the wet slapping of skin on skin, filled the air. He moved with a savage grace that sent waves of pleasure coursing through her veins, his powerful body braced above hers. Her fingernails dug into his shoulders as she met his thrusts, their hips moving in perfect rhythm.

Her breath came in ragged gasps, her eyes squeezed shut as she surrendered to the overwhelming sensations. The tension that had built up within her since their confrontation finally released, coursing through her like an electric current. She arched her back off the floor, her nails digging deeper into his shoulders as she felt the familiar tightening in her core.

"Oh, god, Levi," she moaned, her voice hoarse from the effort of keeping up with his pace. "Don't stop." she said as her hands found their way to his dark hair.

He growled, his lips finding her neck, leaving a mark as he thrust harder, deeper. "I'm not going to stop. Not until you're screaming for more." His hips slammed against hers again and again, the friction building up with each passing second.

The air in the room seemed to crackle with the intensity of their passion, and she could feel the heat of his body against hers, his sweat mingling with hers. Her muscles began to quiver, her orgasm barreling down on her like a runaway train.

"Levi," she cried out, her body tensing as the wave of pleasure washed over her.

His movements became even more frenzied, his thrusts more urgent as he felt her body begin to convulse around him. With a harsh groan, he threw his head back, his eyes squeezed shut, and emptied himself inside her.

As the last shudders of pleasure subsided, Levi collapsed on top of her, his weight pressing her into the carpet. He held her close, his breathing labored as he tried to catch his breath. After a moment, he looked down at her with a satisfied smirk and muttered, "You're such a fucking brat."

Despite the harsh words, there was a possessive fondness in his tone that she couldn't help but feel warm inside. He rolled off her, propping himself up on one elbow as he gazed down at her, his eyes trailing down her body.

"Next time, it'll be in a cleaner environment," he said with a wink. "I'll make sure we have a bed or something."

"You're unbelievable," she remarked, her eyes meeting Levi's with a mixture of amusement and warmth. The flickering light cast a gentle glow over the scene, highlighting the vulnerability beneath their tough exteriors.

With a swift motion, he covered their bodies with the blanket, the warmth of the fabric cocooning them in a shared space. "You know, your scientific facts might have some truth to them."

Masterlist

#levi x reader #levi ackerman #aot x reader #levi aot #captain levi #aot levi #levi attack on titan #levi heichou #snk levi #shingeki no kyojin #aot #snk #levi x y/n #one shot #smut #aot smut #levi smut

[alleviate-ao3]

Manager!Levi x Fem!reader; modern au; corporate setting

minors dni! voyeurism; dirty talk; crude sex; pure filth

“Fucking knew you’d feel this good,” he said, his voice tight and wanton.

You released a high-pitched cry, and it drove him faster, releasing his hold around your neck and pulling his body up, both his hands clasped against your hips, his nails digging crescent moons into your skin. He pulled your body back to meet his thrusts, his eyes pinned on the way he slid in and out of you, his cock wet from your arousal.

“Levi,” you moaned. He buried himself deep. So deep you could feel him in your throat. Your head hung low, and your senses overwhelmed. “Yes, yes, yes Levi.” You were barely able to speak coherent words, your voice high-pitched and so lewd you barely recognized yourself. He gave you no room to breathe, ramming hard and fast. “Oh fuck, fuck.”  

“Fucking love those noises,” he spoke through gritted teeth. “I’ll fuck you all night just to hear you scream my name like that.”

You were sure he wasn’t even aware of the words leaving his mouth. You knew he had a sharp tongue, though you didn’t think it would be so filthy – and fuck if it didn’t turn you on. One of his hands grabbed the back of your hair to pull you up straight, and you gasped, your back colliding with his front, his teeth latching onto the back of your shoulder. You met his gaze on your reflection, your breasts bouncing with the harshness of his thrusts.  

“You had to smile at me,” he breathed against the shell of your ear. “Thought about that mouth of yours for days.” His teeth nipped at the sensitive spot under your earlobe. “How pretty it would look sucking my cock under my desk.”

— we're all alone, ride it on ao3 (Explicit)

#levi aot #snk levi #ao3 #fanfic #levi smut #shingeki no kyojin #levi ackerman #levi attack on titan #levi+ackerman+x+reader #attack on titan x reader #captain levi #levi x reader #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman x female reader #levi ackerman x y/n smut #modern au #manager levi #levi in a suit and all #levi one shot #aot levi #aot fanfiction #snk #snk fanfiction

[amywritesthings]

a silver truce in snow. / a levi holiday ficlet

pairing: levi ackerman x f!reader (attack on titan / shingeki no kyojin) word count: 1.8k summary: Snow is a mythical thing in the Underground City. Now, on a Scout mission, you get to experience the real deal. Naturally that means starting a snowball fight with Levi Ackerman - but make it horny. tags: 18+ MINORS DNI! pre-aot, explicit language, snowball fight, secret relationship, kisses, power/authority kinks, sexual tension, implied sexual content, touch-starved idiots, friends to lovers, fluff w/a little slutty note: set in the universe of silver underground credit: dividers by @saradika

welcome to the fourth day of the twelve days of amymas 2023 !!

Snow was such a bitch.

Beautiful, something people in the Underground City would never get to see in the flesh, but such a bitch.

Carrying the last of the supplies up the mountain yourself towards the rendezvous cabin had been one hell of a choice.

Captain Levi was explicit about trudging on foot and leaving the horses behind, so it was up to the team to meet with the rest of the Scouts waiting with Erwin.

It's not a competition to get there, but of course it's a competition to get there before Oluo — not that beating him is hard to do.

Petra and the others are eons ahead, likely already nestled inside tonight's shelter. You move slower, somewhere between a purposeful and accidental pace.

Because it's snow. Real, tangible snow.

At first you were excited to see the flurry, experience the cold, for yourself — snow was just a fairytale in smuggled books for the kids in the Underground City.

Now?

Now you’re sinking one foot into another pile of snow, and you’re really over the novelty.

(You can’t remember the last time you felt your fingers in these mittens.)

“Tired already?”

A voice calls to you from the top of the hill, and the snow beneath your feet illuminates.

Your cold-worn chin lifts to the sudden array of light: Levi Ackerman stands over you, nose pink from the chill and brow quirked with interest.

The fire from the lanterns illuminating the cabin create a halo effect behind his emerald Scout hood.

His words are meant to be a jab, but you know what he’s really saying:

Sorry I couldn’t help.

Helping signals favoritism.

Favoritism would sell you out — to Erwin, to Hange, to the team — in five seconds flat.

(You could — and have — argued that most of the squad already has an idea. Forever bound to the cards held to his chest, Levi insists keeping your secrets to yourselves.)

“And you’re not?” you ask in an exhausted huff.

“I can carry supplies double my weight,” he replies in that playful monotone, “unlike someone I know.”

“Oh?” You exhale again. “You calling me weak, Ackerman?”

“I’m not the one out of breath, am I?”

Levi retorts in jest, a ghost of a smirk on his lips.

Well, then — if that’s how he’s going to be.

“You might wanna check on Oluo,” you add, taking one last step to land on flatter earth. You wipe the sweat off of your forehead with the back of your mitten and drop the supply bag to the ground. “I think I lost him down the hill.”

“He’ll make it up the mountain eventually,” Levi reassures, relieving the second sack off of your hands.

You relent, not willing to spoil the moment by pointing out that this can be considered helping.

“He’s all the way down the hill?”

He tosses the sack to the cabin’s stoop, then bends to remove the first supply bag from the snow. He tosses that, too, and fully turns to greet you.

His cheeks are equally pink from the cold, and you can't stop staring.

(It's adorable. He'd hate being called adorable.)

"Yeah," you nod.

Levi trudges through the snow towards you.

“All the way?”

"Yeah, why?" you repeat with confusion.

You see where it’s going as soon as he crosses the threshold into your orbit.

"And, Lieutenant, in your best estimation," Levi continues, feigning professionalism, "it will take at least ten minutes for Oluo to reach the Scout cabin?" 

A smile grows on your face, careful yet delighted.

“Fifteen minutes, Captain, at the very least.”

Your body is compelled forward when Levi loops an arm around your waist, dragging you to him.

The laugh on the tip of your tongue dies when he presses a freezing kiss to your lips.

It's risky, but you're so glad he's willing to take it.

When it comes to expeditions, your lives are a simple mosaic of stolen kisses and phantom touches. Alone time is impossible when you’re traveling on the road.

(Except it's just usually you who makes the first move.)

The dark-haired man sighs, breath hot in comparison to his lips, when you return the kiss with equal passion.

He turns his head to deepen the stolen kiss, eager for a moment — only a moment — where he can have you.

Everything feels warmer in this small pocket of two.

Emboldened by his spontaneity, you flick his lower lip with your tongue.

Without fail, Levi makes a noise of want.

His fingers under his gloves squeeze your side for foundation.

( Maybe tonight, if you’re quiet.)

Except you had your own plans.

Surely he'll veto a midnight tryst at your childish desires, but what you're about to do to ruin the moment was decided upon well before this surprise kiss.

Somewhere around the time of Levi leaving everyone else in the snowy dust and now, Gunther had taught you about things kids on the surface did when it snowed.

Build snowmen.

Make snow angels.

Snowballs, though... a packed little ball of snow, ready to launch at a moment's notice.

A fight.

Levi Ackerman was so focused on the two bags over your right shoulder that he never saw the traveling ball you'd made while climbing the mountain.

A sizeable weapon, not wholly round but resembling enough of what Gunther showed you on the road.

And now he's focused on the kiss that he doesn’t see your arm rise—

Slowly, without detection—

Abruptly you pull away, sliding back to create space.

His eyes belated flutter open, lips pursed in warmth by the kiss — then explode wide when he sees a glob of white.

Bam.

It's a successful first throw.

Levi stumbles, sputtering and wiping his cheeks and chin with gusto.

"James—!"

You back up with a laugh to the gray sky, all too proud of your accomplishment.

It’s a full belly laugh, giddy with childlike excitement that you managed to pull that off.

"That's what you get for going way ahead of the rest of us, Ackerman."

The hair framing his face is dipping with water, pout palpable.

He looks like a human-sized cat, sopping and annoyed.

“You little shit,” he growls, but it’s not out of anger.

It's determination.

He bends at the knees to gather snow into his gloves with quick precision, leaving you little time to run backwards.

“Where’re you going?” he calls. "What, you thought you'd get one hit and win?"

"Levi!" you shriek when he throws the first snowball.

Humanity’s Strongest doesn’t miss.

His snowball lands against your white trousers, wetting the fabric.

You use the hem of your cloak to try and protect yourself from the inevitable war you’ve started.

“I’m sorry!” you exclaim, unable to stop laughing.

(Clearly not sorry enough, since you reach down to start making up a sphere in retaliation.)

“Uh-huh,” he huffs, doing the same. “Should’ve thought that one through before you threw snow in my face.”

“You had us walk up a hill!” you call to him, and he holds up another snowball as a threat.

You continue sliding backwards, doing your best to quickly compact a ball.

You fail, miserably.

“So now my Lieutenant complains?” Levi asks, and a fire ignites in your belly.

You’ll never get over him calling you his. 

(Mine, he whispers in your ear at night when your wrists are pinned over your head, one crossed over another, as his other hand holds your chin in place. Levi has to make sure your eyes are on him and only him when he enters you, slow and deliberate, to witness your eyes flutter from the stretch. You’re mine.)

He throws another.

It hits you square in the chest.

Every time you throw another pathetic little snowball back at him, the dark-haired man easily dodges the attack.

He’s agile, focused, as he steps closer and closer.

You yelp again when you manage to finally dodge a fluffy puck coming right for your face.

Your hands shoot high, parallel to your head, to surrender.

“Truce!”

Levi squints, making up another snowball.

“A truce? I don’t think you get to call one.”

You take a leap of faith, dropping to your knees in the heavy snowfall.

Your clothes are going to be soaked right through, but you don’t care.

The look in Levi’s eyes when he realizes you’re giving up in this fashion is enough to make the chill running up your body worth it.

He nears, snowball in hand.

You lift your chin, your gaze meeting stern gray eyes.

You have to pray those cabin windows are as frosted on the inside as they look on the outside, but Levi blocks you from view as he stands directly in front of you.

“What are your terms and conditions, Lieutenant?” he asks, voice heady.

He rips the mitten off by his teeth, ripping it clear off of his free hand.

A pale hand reaches for your chin, thumb pressed against the center of your lower lip.

You don’t move, hot in the face from sudden arousal.

“I—”

His thumb glides along your frozen mouth, back and forth, allowing you time to contemplate your answer.

Nothing comes to mind.

You’re too focused by how warm the digit feels against your weather-worn skin.

“Speechless?” he mocks. “That’s unlike you.”

When you fail to speak again, Levi leans down to whisper in your ear.

“We can call a truce for now, but this? Isn’t over.”

All the air escapes your lungs when his lips press a gentle, open-mouthed kiss to your earlobe.

“Meet me at midnight, my door. We'll draw up a peace treaty, but on my terms."

That kiss turns into a nibble, and you make a small nose of desire.

Levi's voice is an octave deeper.

"Is that understood?”

If it wasn't so cold, you'd fuck him in this damn snow storm.

Unable to help yourself, you turn your chin and give a kitten lick to his jawline.

“Yes, sir,” you mock in return.

You’ve only ever called him sir to grate his nerves.

Now isn’t any different.

He pulls away.

"Good."

Opening his other gloved palm, Levi makes a point to show the readied snowball — only to drop it back to the pillowy earth below.

"I won't tolerate lateness."

Before he turns, you see it:

A grin, gone as fast as it appears, on his lips.

You can't help but grin yourself, heart racing at the night that lay ahead.

Yeah.

This fight isn't over.

And you'll gladly take the punishment that fits the crime.

.

#levi ackerman fanfiction #aot fanfiction #snk fanfiction #levi ackerman x you #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman x female reader #levi x reader #levi x you #aot x reader #levi ackerman smut #attack on titan fanfiction #attack on titan fic #captain levi x reader #shingeki no kyojin fanfic #shingeki no kyoujin fic #holiday one shot #holiday fanfic

[starrylevi]

Going to the beach with Levi 🏝️💦🥰

(This was just supposed to be a simple headcanon but my brain would not rest until all of this was written)

You know the beach isn’t exactly Levi’s favorite place. The water’s usually cold, the sand can be especially messy, and beaches tend to be extremely crowded. However, it’s summer time and of course Levi knew at some point you would want to go. So he rents a car, loads up the lounge chairs and umbrellas you both ordered, along with a cooler. Levi’s a planner so he made sure to think of everything. Once you get to the beach, both of you set everything up. Levi puts sunscreen on himself before he applies it onto you, mumbling “The UV rays will kill you…”

You take endless pictures of Levi, capturing his toned body, his black swim trunks hanging loosely around his hips while wearing the black ray bans you bought him.

Levi tells you he’s not going into the water which earns him a frown from you. You show him the waterproof case you brought specifically for taking pictures while in the water. “You don’t really trust that thing, do you?” He asks incredulously. He’ll roll his eyes at you as you double down, assuring him your phone will be safe.

You practically have to drag him to get him into the ocean, tugging on his hand as he reluctantly follows you into the water.

“Oh my god, it’s cold.” You laugh, letting go of his hand to wrap your arms around yourself.

“What, it isn’t as great as you thought it would be?” You hear Levi tease behind you, chuckling at your discomfort of the temperature of the water. You quickly forget about the freezing water and turn around, splashing water towards him. The water hits its mark, droplets appearing on his hair, face, and body. He isn’t expecting that so it takes him a second to recover. He doesn’t move, his eyes narrow at you once he’s able to blink the water out of them. “I’m going to give you till the count of 3, Y/N.” He says calmly, wearing an almost imperceptible smirk.

“No, I’m sorry!” You yell out, laughter still in your voice as you back away from him, knowing he’s not going to let you get away with this.

“One.”

“Shit…” You giggle as you attempt to put some distance between you two. It’s difficult because of the waves that keep threatening to bring you back to him.

“Two.” His smirk is more noticeable now, and his eyes have a playful glint in them.

You keep backing away, fighting against the waves as you watch Levi.

“Three.”

You don’t know why you even tried outrun the man, especially in water. Levi catches up to you in seconds, one of his slender arms seizes you by the waist, yanking you back to him so you’re both chest to chest. While still holding you to his chest, he scoops you up, the other arm going under the back of your knees so that he’s carrying you bridal style.

You shriek loudly while closing your eyes. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”

You hear Levi’s low chuckle but you also feel it, the vibrations of the wonderful sound present in his chest. “Open your eyes, brat.”

You oblige, opening one eye cautiously before also opening the other. Levi’s smirking down at you in his arms and you can’t help but admire him for a moment. Strands of wet black hair stick to his forehead as he looks at you. With the sun hitting him directly his eyes shine a brilliant blue, almost matching the clear sky. Beads of water grace his porcelain skin, running down his face, neck, and chest. “You’re so pretty.” You say without thinking.

Levi playfully rolls his eyes, the smirk still on his face. “Flattery will get you nowhere in this situation.”

“Damn.”

“Yeah.” He pretend pouts before he brings you closer to him, leaning his own head down so he can give you a soft kiss. “Hold your nose.” He murmurs as he pulls away from your lips. You almost don’t register what he’s saying until you see his smirk get wider. Your own eyes widen and you quickly hold your nose before Levi plunges you into the cold water, releasing you from his hold. You’re not under for long before you feel Levi’s arms pulling you back up to the surface.

You take a deep breath once you’re not underwater anywhere. “Thank you for that.” You say with a chuckle as you slick back your wet hair.

Levi responds with a chuckle of his own before pulling you to him for another kiss, feeling his smile as he places his lips against yours. You live for these moments with Levi, the ones in which you both, especially Levi, forget all about your responsibilities and just have fun.

“Ooo, can I get on your back?” You ask excitedly as you gently pull away.

“What for?”

“So you can carry me around.” You say with a smile. “It’ll be fun!”

“Get on, brat.” He orders as he turns his back to you, crouching down a little so it’s easier for you to get on. You use his shoulders for support as you mount, wrapping your arms around neck while you wrap your legs around his waist. You feel him as he hooks his arms under your legs to keep you secure.

You remember the lanyard around your own neck, that’s attached to the waterproof phone case. You use this opportunity to pull it out and take a selfie of you and Levi.

“Really?” You hear Levi ask as you hold out the phone in front of both of you, angling it up to get a better picture.

“Yes, really.” You answer before putting on a smile and snapping a photo of the both of you, noting Levi’s resting bitch face. “If you could smile in the next one that would be great!”

You’re the one person that Levi will let take pictures of him. 99% of the pictures you take involving him live in your phone, never to be seen by anyone else. They are for your eyes only. The other 1% you share on social media, but only if he’s okay with it. You respect Levi’s privacy.

You see Levi roll his eyes through the camera and you chuckle, capturing the moment. “Smile, Levi.” You say before taking another picture. He offers you a hint of a smile, which is good enough for you. The last picture you take is of you capturing Levi off guard by quickly kissing his cheek. It’s probably your favorite as you see a hint of blush in Levi’s cheeks. “Okay, we’re done!”

“Thank God.”

You chuckle as you return your arm around Levi’s neck, securing yourself against him. You both float around like this for about twenty minutes, making conversation about mermaids and sirens (Levi doesn’t think they’re real but you don’t waver on your stance that they are) Erwin’s barbecue that you’re both supposed to attend the next day (“He better not burn the meat.” Levi says with a huff) and other random things (“I wonder what birds think about all day“ “They just eat, shit, and piss”).

After, you both get out of the water. Levi reaches his lounge chair and lies down on it. Once you see him comfortably lying down, you get the idea to lie down with him. “Don’t have your own chair?” Levi jokes as he spreads his legs, making space you can lie in between them. You’re snug as a bug in the chair with him, your head lying on his chest and his arms loosely wrapped around you his fingers gently trace circles on your back. It’s incredibly soothing and you end up falling asleep for about half an hour. You only wake up because you feel light taps on your shoulder and soft kisses to your forehead.

“Hm?” You lift your head up lazily, nose scrunched as you look up at Levi.

“Hungry?”

You give him a little nod and you see him reach for something on the side before bringing back a sandwich. He pulls it out of the ziplock bag and holds it up to your mouth, gesturing for you to take a bite. You take a bite, savoring the taste. “Thank you.” He feeds you the rest of the sandwich before offering you a bottle of water to wash it down.

You decide to take a few more photos while still resting on Levi’s chest. You’re being silly in most of the photos while Levi’s in the background with his sunglasses on, wearing his usual stoic expression. You do get a few shots in which he’s chuckling, looking absolutely gorgeous. You also manage to get him to put him up a peace sign in one of the pictures.

What really surprises you is while you’re taking a short video of the beach. You capture the beautiful scenery before turning the video back on you and Levi, at which moment he gently grabs your chin between his fingers and slowly leads your lips to his, pulling you into a sensual kiss. You almost feel dizzy when he pulls back just an inch. “Did you get that on video?” He asks with a hint of a smile.

“I…uh, some of it, I think.” You reply, trying not to fumble your words.

“That’s only for you and me, hm?”

You nod. “Yeah, yeah…of course. That wasn’t even a thought in my brain.” You reply with a bashful smile, really happy that he let you capture that intimate moment on camera. There’s no need to share it with anyone else.

“Thank you.” You say shyly with a giggle, not even fully understanding why you’re thanking him. The man turns you to absolute mush. Levi chuckles along with you. You don’t see the shine in his eyes behind his glasses but it’s there.

You need to have beach days with Levi more often.

#No because I went to the beach last week and could NOT stop thinking about him omg I’m obsessed with the idea of going to the beach with him #I don’t know why it just makes me so happy #So much so that I had to write a whole thing I couldn’t fit it into bullet pointsssss I had to basically make it a one shot #But as usual mistakes galore and I hope it gives you the fuzzies reading it as much as it gave me the fuzzies writing it #levi #levi ackerman #levi aot #levi x reader #levi x you #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman x you #levi x y/n #levi headcanons #levi fluff

[chosos-mascara]

don't leave

𝙡𝙚𝙫𝙞 𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 - two years after your break up and ditched on a night out, you're left alone with levi in a bar.

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 - bartender! levi, ex! levi, alcohol use (mild), condom use, make up sex tbh

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You were conscious of the fact your ex had worked in this bar. A place all of your friends had loved, and perhaps you had once too - but things were different. Two years on and you couldn't keep feigning excuses not to come on an innocent girls night, begrudgingly accepting the invitation and swallowing your fears. 

"Your friends ditched you?" The bartender's voice pulled you from the slump you'd been within. What was supposed to be a fun night had ended when each of your friends had left with a fling on hip and smile over face. Being the one left behind had soured both your mood and self-image, and with one last drabble of hope, you came to sit on a bar stool and order a drink. 

The place hadn't been too crowded (though, crowded enough for three separate women to find a one-night stand), and on the edge of the bar where you'd perched yourself, you'd been able to speak with the bartender clearly. 

"Don't say it like that," You'd spoken, nail absentmindedly circling the polished bartop. "I'm a big girl." You were sure alcohol had aided with your social skills within this situation, though the liquid courage had faded with time and you were left without the pleasant buzz. 

Glancing up, you met his eye - an awkward parting of lips when recognizing  the face you'd least wanted to see. Levi, the man you'd spent the past two years crying over had been stood so casually behind the bar, striking a conversation with you as if he hadn't broken your heart all that time ago. Perhaps, he'd forgotten, though you could see the hint of concern within such a stoic expression. You knew Levi too well to know he wouldn't go out of his way to help a stranger, or someone he'd disliked. Perhaps his perceptiveness to your situation hadn't been by chance. 

"But to leave a woman alone on a Friday night - a friend... That's not okay." You'd met with his eyes, the black hairs of his curtain bangs swaying over grey as he'd leaned on the countertop beside you. 

"They're having fun, it's fine." You sighed, finally resting head upon hand. "Can I get a rum and coke?" The thought of alcohol hadn't really soothed you, yet you hadn't wanted the small interaction to end. You'd understood he'd probably get back to other customers once he'd realized you were practically sober, and safe. 

"I'm not serving you alcohol if you're alone." He'd spoken while taking out a glass, turning to a tap before pouring clear liquid to the top. "Have some water."  You sighed, about to protest, but when looking back to his stern expression you'd felt the fire die on your tongue. For someone you'd felt so passionate about, you couldn't find it in you to fight. Maybe, you'd just changed over the years. 

"Do you have someone who can take you home?" He'd asked as you'd slowly sipped the drink, a sudden realization you'd been more dehydrated than you'd previously thought.  "Not unless you're coming home with me." The words were supposed to come off as a joke, yet when you watched his expression turn to apprehension, you'd realized they hadn't.

"I'm sorry, that was out of line-" Raising your hands defensively, you'd prepared yourself for the worst.  "How much have you drank tonight?" He'd questioned with a serious expression, and you'd furrowed a brow.  "Uh," Thinking back to the limited time you'd spent with friends, you searched for an answer. "Two singles. And that was almost two hours ago." 

"Okay, then." 

You'd learned Levi's shift had been finishing up when you'd sat alone at the bar, and he'd planned on calling you a taxi, but your proposition would ease his state of mind. Truly, he'd intended on walking you home and leaving, but when you'd pressed your body to his and caressed his hair so gently, he found himself unable to leave. He couldn't see past the memories that had plagued his mind for the past 24 months - especially the ones post-breakup. When he'd had to drop your things back and you'd sobbed through the entire interaction, or when he'd heard you'd gotten a promotion and he'd felt a sudden nausea realizing he hadn't been there to support you. 

Levi was a complex man, you'd understood that. He hadn't been ready to open up with such a heavy past, and the longer he'd allowed you to stay in his life, the closer he'd felt that day would come. Really, leaving was an act of cowardice and something he'd regretted in later years, but at the time he'd been so afraid of love he'd simply decided to run from it. 

Seeing you in the bar had made him realise he hadn't gotten over you. Your smile, laugh and only the way you'd presented yourself had been something he'd fallen in love with. He'd seen each of your friends up and leave, and the sadness etch over your face in such a painful presentation. 

Then, there was the way you'd caressed him. With your fingers through his hair, your lips hovering against his, he'd realized how much he'd missed you. 

He'd closed what had been your own reluctant gap, pressing his mouth against yours and holding each cheek in hand. 

You'd drank him in, a needy locking of lips and swipes of tongue as he'd pushed you through your apartment, bedroom in mind. He'd needed you, longing to feel you against him, your warmth transferring to what he'd felt to be his cold heart. 

His hands had scaled your body, large grasp squeezing thigh, fingers brushing under fabric. When you'd lifted yourself to remove the dress you'd worn, he'd mirrored the action, shirt thrown to floor. He'd pressed his bare skin to yours as he'd continued on your lips, making up for lost time. 

A hand had trailed down between thigh, tips of fingers caressing the thin layer of panties. Levi could feel your wetness through the cotton, but massaged you through the fabric all the same. He'd wanted to work you up, to hear you plead for more friction through your own desperate need for him. 

And finally, when you'd whispered please through shaking breath, he'd pushed the dainty underwear to one side and given you what you'd wanted. The pad of fingers brushed your clit delicately at first, though as ingrained within his memory, Levi had soon changed his pace. The circles had you moaning beneath him, head pressed harshly on pillow and eyes squeezing closed as he'd built you up. 

"Feels good?" The question had been one he'd burned to ask and built himself up to voice, though when you'd nodded profusely while stuttering your reply, he'd been thankful for the plunge. His fingers swirled around you, collecting the arousal slick to skin before pushing his middle finger into you, a test of the waters before adding the ring. You'd writhed beneath him, a whine from lips and buck of hips, and Levi had allowed a small smile to set over his expression before leaning down to kiss you once more. 

"Need you." The words were barely audible though had rang in his ears, a flush of red over the tips. When he removed his fingers you'd sighed, teeth grazing lip as he'd rolled the condom over length and lined himself between your legs. 

The first push in had caused a groan to erupt from the deepest parts of his chest, slipping the entire length to have abdomen to yours, withdrawing with ease before edging himself to base again. You watched his movements through half-lidded eyes, in a lust driven daze but conscious to watch as he'd worked himself inside of you, the sheen of sweat forming over forehead, the way his abs clenched when you'd squeeze around him. Levi would speed up a little before filling you to hilt and holding himself inside you - a temporary cock warming to last only a few seconds. 

Your back arched against the mattress and Levi slipped an arm beneath the gap, bringing your chest to his and placing a kiss over your forehead. His lips grazed you as his hips pressed to yours, a soft grunt voiced against your skin before he slid back. He left open mouthed kisses to trail down the supple flesh, nipping when at your neck. You had allowed quiet moans and whimpers to praise his movements, and Levi had enjoyed every sound. 

"Missed you." His voice was low, whispered delicately into your ear, subtle rocks inside of you as your heart had fluttered at his confession. Had this been true? 

"I missed you too." For a few moments, you'd been left to stare breathlessly into one another's eyes, his arm still snug beneath your torso and holding you close. Levi locked his lips with yours before the languid pace picked up again, your own fingers reaching to entwine with his hair. You held him close, kisses sloppy while he'd worked with you. 

When Levi had allowed himself to fall, a slightly more vocal high than he'd like to admit - he held you close. Groans flowed from his mouth to yours, grip over you tightening as he'd spilled his seed into the latex barrier. When he'd grounded himself, he remained close, forehead against yours with breaths synchronized. 

"Don't leave." The plea had slipped from you before you'd told yourself to refrain from voicing concern, though when he'd laughed, breath fanning over your face, you'd felt at ease.  "Wasn't planning on it." 

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[littlerequiem]

a little something coming tomorrow!!

#UPDATED TAG: IT'S POSTED #(me? writing? i’m surprised as you are) #it is not the smutty one shot i promised it is not the next chapter of wabr (all of which are coming soon!) it's a secret 3rd thing #levi ackerman #levi x reader

[chososdoll]

"what did you just call me?" (levi x y/n)

pairings: levi x fem! reader word count: 900 words c/w: soft dom!levi, subby!reader, DADDY KINK (this was v self indulgent sorry), edging, squirting, fingering, begging, praising (levi's v soft), thigh fucking, dumbification, did i miss anything? a/n: as i said, v self indulgent but also another smut chapter adapted from my OC fic. obsessed with soft!dom levi rn.

It felt he’d be at this for hours. On the bed, held against him, back flush against his chest with your legs spread by his, you were completely at his mercy. All you could feel was the pulsing ache of your core, desperate for release. Beads of sweat dripped down your hairline, your limbs like jelly in his grip as he kept you on the precipice of orgasm. 

As his hands gripped the flesh of your breasts, groping greedily your mind fogged - the last bit of your sanity fading.

“L-Levi, please -“

You feel a small chuckle into your neck as he finally spoke after all this time. He hadn’t uttered a word since he’d instructed you to open your legs. 

“No,” and with that his fingers returned, swirling at the little bud between your legs without any mercy. You didn’t even know what you were even asking for at this point. It was too much and not enough at the same time. Electric swipes of his fingers against your clit before they delved into your hole, coaxing to liquid gold. He did this over and over in a torturous pace. You arched against him at the touch whimpering as the the sound of your pussy filled the room, shamefully wet from before he’d even removed your underwear. Only he could do this to you -  reduce to you a blubbering, whining mess in his arms and reward you with shrieking orgasms. 

“Oh god, please - please can I cum?” You begged. 

“No.”

“Please!”

“No, (Y/N). Stop asking me,” he tutted in your ear as two fingers return to your needy hole, sliding in until you feel the base of his hand against you. He curved them, swirling at the familiar spongy spot of your walls as you began to tremble. You were on a peak, dangerously dipping towards pleasure, unable to obey him any longer.

“I’m - I’m”

“No,” he hissed as a hand wrapped around your throat, “Don’t you dare.”

He withdrew his fingers as he felt you clamp around him - but the sudden, pulsing emptiness was enough to send you over the edge, everything south of your navel erupting in ecstasy. You screamed out as his grip around your throat tightened, legs pulling yours wider as your body almost lifted from the bed.

You felt hot liquid pour from your thighs, shamelessly squirting onto the sheets below you. Looking up at him, you cry out apologies with thick tears streaming down your blushed cheeks you watched his face soften. It was his weakness after all, watching you make a mess. 

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! Please, please don’t punish me, Daddy.”

As the word fell from your lips, you both froze, the only sounds were your heavy pants as you came down from your high. You tried to wriggle fruitlessly, praying he’d ignore what had slipped from your mouth.

“What did you just call me, (Y/N)?” You could feel him smirk into your neck as you writhed. “Say it again for me.”

“N-no, I- I didn’t mean to -“

He cut you off with a hard slap of your cunt, the wetness making an obscene sound as you wailed. He held you tighter, locking you in place with his legs as you pushed against him. “Say it.”

“Daddy,” you whined in embarrassment. He hummed in approval, fingers snaking back down to your folds, rubbing gently.

“Good girl… but you do know Daddy has to punish you, my sweet?” He whispered in your ear as you whimpered in fear, “It’s okay I won’t hurt you, I promise, but you won’t be getting my cock tonight. I don’t really think you can handle it right now anyway.”

“Oh, oh but please,” you started to cry.

He shushed you, brushing a hand softly against your cheek, “Come on, my sweet. Even you know that you’ve had enough. Lie down for me, Daddy will take of you.”

You were pliant as Levi moved out from under you, lying down as instructed as he took over yet again. He lifted your legs up, toes pointed towards the ceiling as he shut your legs together by your ankles with one strong hand. His other hand gripped his hardened shaft, slowly pushing between the apex of your thighs, as you realised he planned on using them to get himself off. Starting to thrust, he moaned, soft praises falling from his lips before he sped up.

“Pretty, pretty girl,” he mumbled over and over, his cock dragging between the plush of your thighs, enough slick from his earlier work providing the perfect friction. His eyes locked with your eyes, concentrated on your fucked-out, glazed expression. Only he could do this to you. Only he could make you feel this way. Only him.

Your eyes drooped shut as you felt him spill his seed on your tummy, moaning out your name breathlessly. His touch soon faded from you but he quickly returned, the feeling of a warm cloth on your stomach before it dipped between your legs, gently cleaning you. Heavy sleep threatened you but he kept you awake, pulling you into a hug as he assured and praised you. Soft kisses dusted your face before you finally fell asleep in his safe arms. 

But don’t think for a second he won’t ask you to call him it again.

#levi x reader #levi ackerman smut #levi smut #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman one shot #snk smut #my writing

[goldessia]

⋆⋆⋆ ┊ heavens blessing, levi ackerman . . .

warnings: rivals to lovers, bickering/arguments, sad love confession, close-death experience, levi is kind of mean in the beginning

type: flangst ( my fav <3 )

a/n: i made this at like, 3am, so please excuse how horrible it is :’)

MY life was one thing—a fight to the top. a fight to power.

levi ackerman ranked just above me in our cadet training. that second place title killed me.

i used to hate when people compared us. when they said, “she’s only second to levi.” if anything, i loathed it. i should be on top, i should be the captain—but of course, when the time came around, he had two more titan kills than me. now, we are tied.

levi never failed to make it known that he was ranked higher. if anything, he found it amusing that it was he who qualified and not me. and boy, did he abuse his power.

now, levi was walking past us, handing out shift assignments.

“eren, border control.” he moves on, “armin, go meet hanji for the security meeting.” and finally, he stops at me. instead of reading off his clipboard like he did for the others, he places it behind him, and stares straight at me.

“last and very least..” he slants his head, “y/n. stable duty.”

anger envelopes me. “what? you can’t do that! i’m the best soldier here, i’d be much more use out there!”

he clicks his tongue. “ooh, that’s where you’re wrong.” he leans closer, “you’re second-best. remember?”

i grumble. “just because you ranked above me—by, might i remind you, two kills—doesn’t mean you can just push me around. i’m still the best solider here, ranking or not.

“and i have a feeling you’re just putting me on stable duty so i don’t have a chance to pass you in kills.” i spit.

he takes a deep breath, and leans toward me. his eyes are almost frightening—cold, icey and direct. i want to shrink under his stare, his posture, his very aura.

“you’re right.” he says, “i do rank above you. and you know what that means?” his eyes narrow. “that means i can do whatever the fuck i want with you.”

i open my mouth to speak, but he doesn’t give me the chance.

“do you want another week of stable duty? because i can do that. talk back to me again, and you’ll face the consequences.”

my jaw clenches in anger. my eyes glare into his, but both him and i can tell i’m losing this battle.

“you got it?” he says. when i don’t respond, he repeats himself. “do you understand, soldier?”

i murmur a “yes, captain.”

“louder.”

“yes,” i inhale, before spitting out the word—“captain.”

“say it nicer.”

something inside me snaps, “no. you know what?” i push him back, “i’m done. give me stable duty, at-least it will keep me away from you, and your sadistic, weirdo self.”

with that, i storm away. a little childish, i agree, but i knew if i stayed any longer i’d argue with levi until the sun set. at-least i get a break, today.

behind me, i hear a few of the new soldiers defending me. they say things like, “don’t you think that was a bit far, levi?” or, “i kind of agree, her skills would be useful out there..” but they were instantly shut down by levi.

— - mid-night . . approx. six hours later.

i felt disgusting. after hours of working in the stables, a long, hot shower was just the thing i needed. i wrung the water out of my hair, and since it was around eleven pm i knew everyone would be asleep. so, i threw on my pyjama’s, and stepped out of the shower corridors.

i wanted to murder levi, consequences be damned. he never failed to make an absolute fool out of me. one day, i swore i’d get him back.

as i turned the corner, my heart stopper in my chest when i saw a figure in-front of me, but it was too late—i had already collided with them.

“huh—! watch it—“ levi cuts himself off when he realises it’s me. “oh. what are you doing here?”

“uh, crazy concept, but i also live here.” i spit. his eyes narrow, before travelling over me, head to toe and back to my face.

“lights out was an hour ago. you shouldn’t be out here.”

“that’s why i was trying to get back to my room, before you rudely got in my way.” i say. he blinks. “so.. move.”

the corner of his lip snags up. “say please.”

i scoff. “you’re such a prick,” i spit, pushing past him. before i can keep walking, he roughly grabs my arm, stopping me.

“remember who’s in control here, y/n.” he says coldly, “or, did you forget all of your training?” he tuts, “you have to be dismissed before you can walk away from your superiors.”

“eat shit, ackerman.”

“that’s captain levi to you.”

i rip my arm from his grasp. “you’re too cocky for your own good.” i turn to face him, “from now on, ranking or not, you need to learn to respect me. i can just as easily surpass you.

“you’ll need to get used to calling me captain l/n. just a matter of time, if you keep up with abusing your power just to mess with me.”

“tough chance.” he says with a slight chuckle, “goodnight, y/n.”

“off yourself.”

with that, i spin on my heel and stalk away from him.

— - the next day . . dawn

i was ready for another day of stable duty. if anything, i was kind of happy to spend another peaceful day with the horses. i was prepared for it.

“yeah, about that.” levi says. this time, he isn’t looking at me, but at the ground. “erwin..” he grits, “insisted you come on the mission today. said that.. your skills would be useful.”

my brows raise. a small smile finds my lips. “what was that? sorry, i couldn’t hear you. something about.. how i’m skilled?”

“i’m not repeating myself.” he snarls, “get your gear, and meet us by the gate. don’t be late.”

he stalls away like an angry child who didn’t get his favourite toy. i chuckle, and walk toward the supply room.

i meet the rest of them by the gate. the line consisted of a few of the rookies—eren, reiner, connie, and jean, and beside them, hanji, erwin and levi, who’s holding the reins to a horse beside him which i suspect is mine.

with a tall chest, i walk toward levi. “i believe that’s mine.”

he spares me one look, before making a tch sound with his lips, throwing the reins toward me.

hanji briefs us a look, before whispering in a not-so-subtle voice, “are you sure it’s a good idea to pair them together? i don’t think the rookies need to hear their bickering all day.”

levi’s head snaps toward them, “we don’t bicker.”

“yeah. he’s just a pain in my ass most the time, that’s all.” i say with a smirk.

he looks to me. “if anything, you’re the thorn in my side. always needing saving, always complaining-“

“uh—! name one time i’ve ever needed your saving. and i don’t complain!”

“uh, let’s see, two days ago?” he deadpans.

“that was not saving—“

“yeah. you definitely don’t bicker.” jean chuckles.

“shut up, rookie!” levi and i say simultaneously. we look to each-other, opening our mouths to speak before erwin cuts us both off.

“today, you two. are you forgetting we have responsibilities? your flirting can wait till later.” erwin says, pulling the reins so his horse turns.

my face heats up. “we’re not flirting!” we say together again.

“stop saying what i say.” levi narrows his eyes.

“you’re saying what i’m saying!”

“you were given an order.” erwin’s voice hardens. erwin wasn’t usually too hard on us, but his patience can only stretch so far before it snaps.

i look down, and mutter a, “sorry, sir.”

he nods, just once. “good. now, we have a mission to get to.”

“yes sir!”

— - approx. one hour later . .

titans were all around us, at every angle. a huge herd just appeared out of no-where while we were travelling to the next way-point, and thank god we happened to be passing through a city.

levi and i were together, like usual, and we had all split up into groups of two. and like usual.. we made it into a competition.

“i bet you two training days i’ll kill more than you.”

“hah—! you got yourself a deal.” levi says, before turning and zipping away from me.

ahead of me were two ten-meter titans—easy money. i press the blade, zipping toward them, manoeuvring away from their hands and slicing my blade across his nape. it falls to the ground with a loud thud, and i lock my line to the second ones nape.

THUD.

. . . five titans later, i had gotten a bit carried away. i didn’t realize i was using so much gas, and that my blades were on their last pair.

shit, shit, shit! is all i can think as i race faster away from the five-meter titan right on my tail. i was dead, so dead. i had run out of gas, and i realised before i could think i had reached a dead-end. my leg is slashed from when i fell, and my run is looking more like a desperate limp.

the titan was closing in on me. i turned, scanning the area for something i could do, but that was it. i was cornered. there was no running.

the titan crouches in-front of me, and for the first time in my life i was truly, rawly scared. the titans never scared me when i was a kid, or a cadet, but now..

the titan’s mouth was curled into a horrifying smile. it’s eyes were bulging, hands and chin covered in blood from a previous city’s massacre.

this was it. as i was lifted off the ground, i accepted my fate. my eyes moved toward the sun. i didn’t want the last thing i’d look at to be it’s face.

huh. i never noticed how warm the sun was. i guess i should’ve appreciated nature a bit more. i would have, if i knew this was the day i was going to die.

it’s mouth opened. i could smell it’s foul breath, smelling of human flesh.

i guess you win, levi. just this once.

SHING!

“GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF OF HER!”

SLASH.

i fell to the ground. my back slammed against the pavement, and i cried out in pain. my head was fuzzy, mostly from the fall.

i hear the wind in my ear as i am picked up, and the sound of metal whipping as i’m brought to the roof.

my vision focuses when i am placed down on a roof. oh. it’s levi. he is speaking, but i can’t really hear him that well.

“damnit, damnit!”

his hands are on my face. his eyes are scanning me for injuries. why is he doing that? why does he care..

“fuck, please be okay, REINER, OVER HERE!”

“SAY SOMETHING!”

oh. now i can hear him.

i wince, my eyes fluttering as they focused on levi’s face. no, that can’t be levi.. why is he crying? levi wouldn’t cry.

“what happened?” i register it to be reiner’s voice, and i turn to him. i push myself up, crying out from the pain in my back, my head. i touch my hand to the back of my head, looking at the blood on my fingers.

“it’s alright, it’s nothing, i’m fine—!”

two arms are wrapped around me. clutching me tight. daring to never let go.

levi.. is hugging me.

“god damnit.. you idiot! what were you thinking?!”

“you’re.. hugging me.” i mean to say in my head, but i say out-loud by accident.

he pulls away, grasping my face in his hands. his hands are shaking. “don’t you ever do that again. you hear me?! i’ll give you damn stable duties everyday if you don’t smarten up!”

“i- you— i can’t promise i won’t—“

“nearly killing yourself over a stupid bet, really?! i can’t believe you—“

“levi.”

“out of all the stupid, idiotic, irrational things you’ve done—“

“levi—“

“seriously! if i didn’t get here when i did, you’d have been dead, and over what? an unsettled—“

“LEVI!”

“what?!”

i pant, placing a hand on his shoulder. “stop. fucking. talking.”

he stares at me for a second. then, a smile cracks on his lips. then a laugh. “i love you so fucking much.”

copr. goldessia. do not steal, plagiarize, translate, share on other platforms without credit/permission.

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[amourology]

STAR-CROSSED — levi ackerman

ʚ ɞ parings: levi ackerman x marleyan!reader

ʚ ɞ author’s note: first time writing in the second person for me! idk why it seemed fitting for a small drabble tbh, i wanted this to be a full fic at first, then i realised i’ll probably never finish it/get it out, so a minimalised version of it will have to do <3 hope u like it babes

ʚ ɞ synopsis: a tragic timeline of your relationship with humanity’s strongest soldier.

ʚ ɞ warnings: aot spoilers (s1–s4), suggestive content, angsty as shit, reader hurts levi :( she/he/they don’t want to but she/he/they don’t really have a choice, either. heavily inspired by champagne problems by taylor swift.

ʚ ɞ word count: 0.8k. 

          Coming to Paradis with Annie, Berthold, Marcel and Reiner to retrieve the Founder. Tasked with watching over those kids, guiding them in their mission, keeping them out of trouble, guaranteeing a success.

         Scolding Berthold and Reiner whenever they let your official title slip past their lips; firmly reminding them you weren’t one of the War Chiefs over here, and instead a mere soldier of the Survey Corps who’d decided on joining the research department.

         Getting promoted to assistant a year after your initial arrival, now attached to the hip of Hange. Following them around wherever they go, with whoever they go.

         Meeting a short, grumpy Captain when on the job. Letting out a small, nervous chuckle as Hange introduces you to him. His eyes never wavered from your form, yet the plain disinterest within them made even you nervous.

         Crossing paths with Levi more often than not, engaging in simple conversation about mundane thing such as the weather, what was for dinner that evening, the progress on an important report you and Hange were working on.

         Letting the simple, light conversations turn into something deeper, heavier. Talking with him in his office until well past midnight, sharing all and every thought that came to mind.

         Only leaving when the sun started to come up, the both of you knowing today would be infinitely harder without the very few hours of sleep you’d normally get – yet, still choosing to do it all over again the following night.

         Allowing the nights of conversation to extend into soft touches and lingering glances, laying your head on his shoulder to look at the stars. Containing your excitement and giddiness when one night, he does it to you, instead.

         Lively and opinionated chatter, now exchanged for hushed whispers and careful caresses along his and your cheeks. A delicate whisper leaving his lips, bringing you the question for permission of a kiss.

         Granting him the permission, once, then twice, then a third time, and fourth, and fifth, and so on – until he asks for more, and that, too, you grant him.

         Letting him roam his hands along every inch of your body, a trail of kisses appearing alongside the bare skin you show him, your and his clothes long discarded towards the other side of the room.

         Bit by bit, then all at once, falling for the man they called Humanity’s Strongest. With an incessant nag in your head; convinced you should put a stop to it before it got too far.

         Never putting a stop to it until it’s too late. Until you’ve hopelessly and utterly devoted your heart to him, an Island Devil, and him to you, a Marleyan who originally set out to eradicate his kind. The guilt in your chest ever so present as you remember he knows nothing of the true situation.

         Straying so incredibly far from your original mission, and instead ending up comfortably wrapped up in the Captain’s covers. Never rejecting his advances, always welcoming him with all that you had.

         And despite knowing you shouldn’t have indulged in your desires that much, still allowing it to happen for far too long.

         Only realizing how much damage you’d actually caused when Levi’s in front of you, holding out a ring and asking the question you’d never, ever, thought would slip past his lips.

         The weight of your actions sinking in mere seconds after the fact, knowing it was time for your very first and very last rejection towards him, knowing you couldn’t rub any more salt in the wound he’d undoubtedly have upon discovering who you really were.

         Levi’s eyes lightly glazing over, his stubbornness and years of experience being the only thing reigning in his real emotions as he takes your rejection. The way he’s focusing on his breathing, focusing on keeping himself steady as he asks you why.

         The way the light in his eyes dies when you tell him you can’t. His entire demeanor changing when he asks, begs, pleads for a reason; for you to tell him why you can’t. Asking if you weren’t ready, yet, or if it was him, if he’d done something wrong, if you simply didn’t wish to marry him specifically.

         His jaw clenching so harshly when you tell him it’s none of that, yet still not giving him a full reason. Not a word escaping him after, safe for the curt command thrown towards you.

         Leave.

         And you do. You leave his room, and then the Survey Corps, and then the confinements of the walls, and then Paradis in its entirety.

         Only allowing yourself to grieve what could have been when you’re back in Marley, locked behind your bedroom door, certain there is no one present to see your hurt, to see you gasping for air as the tears leave your eyes – all for an Island Devil.

         An Island Devil, who’d tried living his entire life with no regrets. Yet, there was nothing he regretted more than commanding you to leave that day. No decision left him reeling for so long; for he’d searched everywhere, and you’d been well and truly gone.

         All the while the both of you hurt, and all the while, Levi never knew the true reason for his anguish.

         Perhaps one day, you’d tell him. 

          If Marley allowed you to.

#i feel like this is kinda shitty BUT #i wanted to post something; surprise im still alive and kicking and writing (sometimes) #levi ackerman #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman angst #levi ackerman imagine #levi ackerman one shot #attack on titan #aot #shingeki no kyojin #snk

[samoankpoper21]

Observant/Protective Levi

A/N This is a follow up scenario to Levi finding out you're pregnant ^^ also I'm horrible at titles :,) enjoy~!!

The months were zooming by and your belly was swollen beyond recognition. Despite your protests, Levi made it a point to work from home, only opting to go into the office if it was absolutely necessary. He hated leaving you alone, knowing that you're suffering random bouts of pain made him anxious, causing him to think about his mom.

It never failed to amaze you how whenever you would peer over admiring him with his face scrunched up, glasses perched on his nose, keyboard clacking, steaming cup of tea next to him, how one second he was busy, the next second he's beside you retrieving the cup you were trying to reach earlier. All the mundane tasks were suddenly impossible.

Unbeknownst to you, he sat there watching you bend down and pick up the blocks that he told you not to open earlier.

*Moments earlier*

"Tch. Why would you open it now if the baby isn't here yet?"

"Because it's so freakin' cute!" you replied with glee.

"Y/N don't open it and just put it back." you began to mimic him causing his annoyance to rise. "Tch. Fine. Don't say I didn't say so."

"Don't say I didn't say so." you mockingly replied. You could see the vein slowly popping out on his forehead and you stuck your tongue out and began to open the blocks.

*Currently*

You winced, inhaling sharply, Levi gritting his teeth. He understands that you were bound to get sharp pains but it still bothered him. He sighed, pinched the bridge of his nose and closed his laptop. You looked over and said, "Hey good lookin', what's cookin''?" He chuckled, pulling you towards the couch laying you both down. "Levi what about your work?"

"I'm practically done. I'm waiting on them to send their responses."

"Are you sure? I don't want you to fall behind." He glanced down at you and asked, "Do you know who you're talking to? I wait for no one. If anything I'm dealing with a bunch of idiots who apparently don't know how to type fast enough." You laughed and glanced up at him, your hand reaching up to caress his face, Levi kissing your hand gently.

"Ooh," you wince and inhaled sharply.

"What is it?" Levi asked. You looked at him and smiled. To most people, Levi showed no emotion but you could tell he was genuinely concerned. "It's noth-oh! Baby the baby's kicking! He's kicking!" Levi's eyebrow shot up. "Come here. Don't be such a werido. Give me your hand." He cautiously extended his hand and you quickly grabbed it placing his hand on your belly. Levi's eyes rounded and you started to laugh. "He's like a basketball huh?" Levi sat there feeling your baby kick at his hand. You gently said, "He's always active like this whenever he hears your voice or feels you near me. I've wanted you to feel this for the longest but I didn't want to bother you while you were working."

Levi leaned forward causing your foreheads to touch. "I'll always make time for you." He gently said. You closed your eyes and smiled, reveling in the moment. Your son kept kicking and you laughed and said, "You just have to ruin the moment don't you son." Levi leaned down and kissed your stomach causing you to blush. "Hey, it's your dad. You know you're a little shit right?", the kicking intensified causing you to laugh. It tickled so much. Levi peered up at you as you were laughing. He loved seeing and hearing your laugh. "Listen here, once you're out, you're going to pay for causing my wife to be in pain."

"Oh my gawsh Levi!" you playfully slapped his shoulder. "I'm serious," he said. "I'm thinking of making him run laps all day."

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