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content warning ⟡ levi and reader are tipsy, make-up sex, fingering, semi-public, oral (f receiving), multiple orgasm, porn with plot, dirty talk, pet names (sweetheart, baby), unprotected (always wrap it before you tap it) word count ⟡ 5.5k... i got carried away characters ⟡ Levi Ackerman x fem!reader [Attack on Titan] author's note ⟡ i've been writing, drawing and animating my smut for years but this is the first time i publish it. what's a 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴 ��𝓪𝓼𝓽𝔂 without a plot:)) taglist ⟡ @pixelcafe-network divider ⟡ red and black by anitalenia, MDNI by me

Levi saw you sitting in your usual spot, your laughter ringing in his ears as the chatters of your squad surrounded you. He didn't even pay attention to his subordinates as he openly studied you from across the bar. The dim lighting captured the lines of your body, reminding him of what he had let go.

The split second your eyes met, your heart stuttered like it did many years ago. The second, and the third time your eyes meet, you knew it has been a while that Levi kept his eyes on you, as if you were the only color in the dullness of his world.

Levi had gotten used to your practical attire, how everything hugs your figure perfectly, and now that you were wearing something more... revealing, he wished it was his hands instead that were holding your body, he wished it was his fingers that was digging into your skin instead of the straps. It seemed like you were putting a show for him, just like one of those nights. Flashbacks ran through his mind, conjuring up the images of when you were his.

He remembered your surprise when he casually threw you over his shoulder and carried you to your shared bed, giving you the much needed stress relieve. Pleasing you was one of his favorite routine other than cleaning, and Levi did it for his own enjoyment rather than yours. He'd do anything to have that again, to get you in his bed, shredding the last pieces of your clothes as he greedily kissed and ran his hands over—

He shifted in his seat to hide the growing bulge in his trousers, inhaling sharply to ground herself back to reality. Levi knew he couldn't think about his ex like this, not when the two of you were in the constant threat of life and death. He had to remain professional in his duties to the Survey Corps, but Levi knew he was quickly losing the battle against himself.

And it's either tonight or never that he will go after it again. He has to have you again.

The tangy taste of the liquor burn in his throat for a while as he downed the last bits from his flask. Maybe it was the alcohol talking, or it was something about the way you look that made his judgments clouded. His head buzzed with sinful thoughts that he had to adjust his trousers, hissing lowly as his hand brushed against the strain of the zipper.

Levi took a moment to close his eyes, leaning his head back against the booth as he ran a hand through his black hair, letting his bangs fall over his eyes as if to cover his sinful thoughts. He can see it now.

He thought about your lips, how perfect they'd be against his, how your lips would kiss down his body and wrap around his—

"Captain,"

He remembered how you sounded when you addressed him by his rank. He had you in your body holster as you stood between his legs as he palmed his throbbing cock through his trousers, how hot you looked as he finally had enough and fucked you through the mattress.

The heated air around you, and to see your fucked out expression as he drilled his cock in and out of you, his hands tugging at the leather belt to make your back arch some more...

He remembered it like it was yesterday, he could still taste you on his tongue, your fingers tugging at his hair as you grind your hips against his face. The things you'd say to him in that state, the things he'd do to you. He remembered how you taste, like a warm honey dripped down his chin, how you were still so eager to suck him off as he fingered you to your next orgasm.

He has been missing you for months that he had to satiate himself with his left hand. On some nights, he had jerked himself to the clothes that you left when the two of you split, intoxicating himself with your scent. You had awakened something in him that he didn't know existed, and he wouldn't stop until he had spent the last of his strength between your legs.

Without much contemplation, Levi sauntered through the crowded bar, his boots tapping on the wooden floor and made a few heads turn. Despite the smoke, the loud, irritating chatters from the drunken patrons and his aversion to germs, he made his way to stand next to you.

"Evening, Captain."

He greeted you with a nod, his fingers gripping the edge of the bar island to keep his balance as he ordered another round of drinks. You smiled politely at him and maintained a respectful distance between you two, once again you adressed him by his rank.

So formal. So distant. He wanted you to moan it instead of using it as a formality.

Not liking the distance that you put, he frowned and stood slightly closer to you.

Levi had always been handsome, but you could tell that tonight he had put more effort in. He wore his vest suit, folding the sleeves to show off his forearms that made your mouth go dry. Your eyes trailed down to his trousers, and remembered those nights where he guided your hips as you ride his painfully hard cock, neither of you bothered to take your clothes off until one of you have had enough and wrecked the Captain's desk.

As he caught a whiff of your cologne and the heady mix of the liquor and cigarettes, he had to reprimand himself. He's in his thirties, not some hormonal teenager having some lewd fantasies.

You're the Captain of Survey Corps, goddamnit. Get ahold of yourself.

"I see you're having a good time. How was your mission in Wall Sina? I heard it was a success," you raised your glass at him. Levi is used to praises, after all, it's him. But when it comes from you, he feels more accomplished.

"Y-yeah. It's been a long day, it's nice to wind down." Levi cleared his throat, his grey eyes snapped up to look at your smile.

Levi took a moment to be grateful for your relaxed state, your eyes slightly hazy from the alcohol, leaning against the bar island, your head tilting a little to the left, almost touching his shoulder. His eyes flicked down to your legs as they brushed against his knee. He wanted to pull your legs apart, your knees pressed to your chest as he held your ankles firmly, devouring the sweetness between your legs until you cried and begged him to stop. He wanted to drown himself in you. He wanted to—

"Your whiskey, Captain Ackerman,"

The bartender slid the glass of the refilled liquor to him and snapped him out of it. The tip of his ears turned slightly red, but hey, at least he could blame it on the alcohol instead of the tightness in his trousers. He desperately needed a release.

He knew you were probably intoxicated by now, but god if it didn't make him feel things he shouldn't be feeling. He wanted to remain cordial, to let what you two once had go. The dreams, the late-night talks under the canopy of the stars, your lips against his, his hands on your body, the exchange of the tender kiss that would quickly turn heated...

As tough and formidable he is in the battlefield, Levi is weak for you. One thought and it all goes back to square one. He remembered the look on your face when he let you go, and how stupid he had been feeling to let that happen, to shatter your heart and throw the years of love away. The stress was so high that it had bled into your relationship, and as a dutiful soldier, he had to make a tough decision, one that he could never forgive himself for.

"Is this seat empty?" You turned your head towards his voice. You nodded at the empty stool, and without a second wasted, Levi secured his place next to you as he sipped his drink, his hand swayed the glass back and forth. You didn't realize how long he had been standing, a silent admiration as you saw him still steady on his feet.

"How have you been?"

The clinking glasses, soldiers and civilians cheering from one table to another, and overall vibrant atmosphere of the music ran in the background. You knew he was never the one who talked much, the man who would rather show than tell, and by the look of it, he seemed to be a little loose tonight

"Good. I've been good. You?"

Your hand paused as it ran through your hair. With the mild intoxication from the liquor, you smiled and managed to string another conversation with him. One topic led to another, and it felt like your breakup with Levi never happened. It was just the two of you enjoying a night out. The conversation flowed easily that is, until he finally bit the bullet and asked you,

"Are you seeing someone?"

You gulped your drink and nearly choked the end of your sentence.

"I'm sorry?"

"I said, are you seeing someone?" Levi repeated, his gaze seemed to be fixed on someone in the crowd. You looked in the direction to see one of your subordinates from the Military Police regiment waving at you, trying to get your attention. Levi looked like he was about to bite someone's head off, for the sole reason of that man being seen by you.

"Oh, me? Don't be ridiculous."

"So is that a yes or no?" Levi pressed. You sighed quietly, your grip tightened around your glass from his tone alone.

"No, Levi. Right now, I'm not seeing anyone. I have gone out on dates and that's it." The tautness in your voice didn't go unnoticed by him. A mixture of guilt and jealousy flared up in his chest as his eyes searched for yours in the dim light.

You knew it was unwise of you to be under someone else to get over Levi, but you didn't know any better back then. You were also jealous of all the attention he got after the word came out, like you never existed as those guys and girls bet on him, as if Levi was a prize to be won.

Little did you know that Levi had been thinking about the same thing, how everyone would just swarm around you to get your attention, get in your pants, or whatever it is that would make you forget about him. That was one of his biggest fears, but Levi would never let anyone know of it, not Erwin, not Hange, and especially not you.

He couldn't deny the twinge of pathetic feeling at your admission, and something else came to mind. He remembered the reason why he was sitting next to you in the first place. He needs to show you something, that he was still the man that you fell in love with.

Still your Levi, and yours alone.

Levi noticed how you were dropping subtle hints, slipping in some stories of when you were still his, how the conversation was so warm and inviting. How your leg brushed against his, your hand gently squeezing his arms as you laughed at his deadpans, how your gaze lingered longer than necessary.

Throughout the night, Levi had picked up what you put down. Smoothing out his vest suit, he sat closer to you, a little too close that he could almost taste you. At the same time, he knew the two of you couldn't think clearly under the influence. He had to hear it from you, or wait for you to initiate things first.

"Levi..." He thought he was imagining it, not until your hand rested on his thigh. Wondering what you had in mind, he took a sip of his drink, his hand balled into a fist to hold on to the last of his restraint. Levi cleared his throat and motioned you to finish your sentence.

"You know that I still care about you, right?"

Levi blinked in surprise. He clasped his hands together and asked you carefully, making sure he didn't mishear you or save you from running your mouth and saying something that you might regret in the morning. To be fair, maybe you will, but that's a future you problem to deal with.

"I know, and I care about you, too." He said, the way he carried the casual tone betrayed the storm in his mind.

"Come on, you know that's not what I meant." You scoffed. You know that he knows, and how the two of you were just dancing along the lines that have become blurry as the night progressed, the weak moonlight cast a silver lighting over the bar and to the locks of your hair.

"I still care about you. Us. I hate that it took too long for me to realize that I don't only miss you, but I wish we could," Levi understood by the vague gestures of your hands, he had always been understanding about your unspoken thoughts and desires.

Your breakup was amicable, but the animosity seemed inevitable as you navigated to a life without him again, and his without yours.

The silence lingered between you after you bared your souls to each other, just like in the old days, filled with acceptance and closure to your past, the in-between of your drunken and sober state seemed to mesh. You squeezed your eyes closed and finally,

"I miss you, Levi. I... can I? Am I still allowed to..."

The words he had been dying to hear rolled off your lips so easily, and the next thing he knew, your lips were just a breath away from his. You paused, giving an interval to think about what the two of you might be getting into. Levi had missed this, the sight of you being so close to him, blinding his sight from the rest of the world.

"Yes. Fuck yes."

Without much thought, Levi cupped the back of your head and captured your lips in a heated kiss, his other arm wrapped around your waist. He didn't give you much room to think as he stood between your legs, crowding you against the bar island as his tongue swiped the seam of your lips, devouring the kiss like a man starved.

Your stifled moan against his lips only spurred him on, and he was about to lose it when your fingers tangled in his hair, trailing over the spiky undercut as you pulled him to stand between your legs. Returning your favor, he let his hands run freely over your body, mapping every curve and dip.

You loved and hated how Levi still knew your body so well, he knew where to touch, to kiss to drive you insane and ignite the fire in the pit of your stomach. His touch leaving a trail of goosebumps wherever his hands went, making your nipples hardened through your dress.

Maybe it has been a while since someone took care of you... and you needed some relief from the ache between your legs. Maybe it's because no one had treated you better than Levi did, not just in bed but in your life, too. You quickly got lost in the kiss as his lips moved eagerly against yours, only to realize he had broken the kiss to catch his breath, his thumb brushed against your lower lip reverently.

"We should go somewhere," sucking in a deep breath, you rested your head against his shoulder as your mind catch up with your body.

Looking around the dimly lit bar, a small smile tugged at his lips as he spotted a secluded booth, just enough to obstruct everyone's view over your body.

"Right. But I don't think I can be patient enough to get you out of here."

He wrapped your legs around his hips and quickly moved through the crowd to carry you there. Your heart was pounding loudly that you could hear it in your ears as Levi crowded you against the wall on the farther back of the bar. You couldn't see him, but you could feel his burning gaze and his impatience, and fuck did it turn you on, the dampness in your panties was slowly sticking to your skin.

His fingers quickly pulled down the straps of your dress, kissing and touching everywhere that he could. He took his time to cover you with kisses and small hickeys, his lips reached the hollow of your throat as his hands fondled your tits through your dress, and continued to press kiss after kiss down to your chest, slowly pulling the dress further down to hang around your waist.

"You're so beautiful. Still so beautiful, sweetheart,"

He murmured as he trailed his kisses on the valley of your breasts, feeling the soft mounds on his palms as he began to grind his hips against yours, his grunts quieted against the soft flesh. Your hands immediately came up to cover your mouth, not wanting to catch any unwanted attention from the bar patrons or staff. Not liking your reaction, he lifted his head from your tits and caught your wrists, pinning them together behind you.

“Let me hear you,”

His grip tightened around your wrists as his other hand fondled with your breast, rolling your nipple between his thumb and index finger and pinching it gently. You whimpered at the sensation as he pressed the pad of his thumb on your pert nipple, his hum vibrating against your chest, sending jolts straight to your core.

Knowing exactly what you need, his hand trailed over your stomach to slide beneath your panties. Levi had to bite back a groan as his fingers brushed against your clit, so wet and aching for him. He slid his hand lower, sliding his middle finger into you, the heel of his palm pressed down on your clit.

“Yeah? You feel that? I miss you, too,"

Levi cooed, the squelching sound from your pussy was heard as he bent his wrist to reach the sweet spots that he knew too well. You inhaled sharply, squeezing your palms above your head as he crowded you against the wall, his leg nudging your legs open.

His eyes flashed with hunger and desperation, you knew that look all too well, when he wanted to just slide his cock right in, but he had to get you ready first. You were also desperate for him, to spread yourself open like a feast for him, you would be lying if you said you didn’t miss him, too.

“I already told you, Lev-“ Levi pecked your lips, his tongue gliding over your bottom lip before pulling away to look into your eyes.

“I know. Just let me...”

His gentle command made your heat throbbing around his finger. He trailed his kisses down to the side of your neck, his teeth sinking into your skin, and made you hiss in pain and pleasure. Your hips slowly ground against his hand, desperate for the friction his finger brought inside your fluttering walls. He kept his hand still, wanting to savor the wetness around his finger, his bulge pressing against your thigh to give him some relief from his throbbing cock.

“Please-”

“Patience, sweetheart. I need to get you ready first,"

Levi’s finger glided along your pussy, slowly but surely covering his finger with your wetness. He stifled his groan by planting an open-mouthed kiss on your neck, a weak whine escaped your lips, your knees shaking to keep your balance. He kept his eyes on you, seeing your face contorting in ecstasy and frustration as he circle his thumb around your clit.

You huffed, you tried to grind your hips against his hand again, his digit hitting your sweet spot. Levi nudged your legs further apart with his knee to see the patch of wetness on your panties, his fingers moved so agonizingly slow, drinking in the sight of your eager cunt around his finger. He released your wrists to pull your panties farther down, nearly tearing the thin fabric in the process and shoved it in his pocket, his strong arm returned to wrap around your waist again to hold you steady.

You threw your arms around his neck as you grind against his hand, your whines were like music to his ears, a high that he would chase to the ends of the Earth as he matched your eager rhythm.

You knew you shouldn’t have let him be between your legs again, but neither of you could help it. Levi couldn't care less about anything else, not the fact that you were still at the bar, the excitement of getting caught made your heart race.

You could feel his lips curving into a smirk against your neck as he added his ring finger. "There. There you go, baby,"

Levi licked your lips, not letting the kiss linger as he kissed down to your neck, and finally reached your chest again. His tongue swirled around your pebbled nipple before taking it into his mouth, gently suckling as his thumb circled around your slick folds, adding to the electrifying sensation all over your body, your chants of ah and yes made his cock twitch in his trousers.

"Fuck- I need you now. Please,"

You cursed under your breath, your back arched towards him as you looked down, his sharp eyes watching your face contort in pleasure. Your body felt like it was on fire as Levi finally fucked you with his fingers. You were too far gone to keep your whines low at this rate, your needy cries only spurred him on as his mouth latched on your nipple, giving a gentle pull between his teeth before licking around the bite mark.

"Not yet. Open your legs for me,"

Levi demanded as he made his way down your body. You leaned heavily against the wall, holding onto the flat surface as his free hand running along every inch of your body that he had missed so much. He kneeled in front of you, his hand squeezing your ass as he draped your leg over his shoulder. He could hear how wet and ready you are for him, the faint schlap sounds were heard as his fingers slide in and out of your pussy, the tip of his fingers circling around your aching entrance for a few seconds before sliding back in.

Levi's eyes darkened with lust, his breath fanning on your eager cunt as he kissed your inner thighs. Your pussy was soaking, the juices glistening on your inner thighs as he finally flicks his tongue on your clit. Tugging at his hair a little too roughly, you pushed his face against your needy hole.

Levi responded in kind, groaning in approval as he makes out with your pussy, slowly at first, before he lapped all of your juices and laid his tongue flat against your hole, licking a long stripe as he fucked you with his fingers again. His cock was painfully hard against his trousers that he couldn't think, his free hand left your ass to free his cock from his constraints, twisting his wrist from the tip to the base and jerking himself as he works on you.

You bucked your hips against his face, his grunts muffled against your pussy as you chased your high, his nose pressing against your clit. He felt your walls tighten around his fingers, your chest heaved and Levi knew you were so close.

"That's it, baby," Levi murmured between his kisses, "Cum in my mouth. I wanna taste you,"

With his encouragement, you nearly slid off the wall as you cum, his name leaving your lips in a strangled cry, your brows knitted in bliss and focus on the way Levi lapped up your juices, leaving splatters on his suit, but he couldn't care less if it means he could drink you up like this, your warmth surrounding him and your body trembled in his arms. His fingers slid out of your weeping pussy and snaked up to your stomach and tits, smearing the cum on your skin.

"My, my, look at you," he crooned, his lips red and slightly puffed as he kissed your twitching inner thighs, firmly keeping your legs apart as he stroked his cock, coating it with your juices. Your mouth went dry at the filthy sight before you, and you couldn't help but play with your sensitive tits as you looked down.

"Levi... fuck me, please. I don't think I can hold back anymore,"

You begged, your pussy throbbed as he looked up at you. Finally having enough of it, he stood up and guided you to lie down on the wooden table, the high partition of the secluded booth adding to your advantage. The noises from the bar had become a forgotten background noise, what mattered was only you and him.

“As you wish, sweetheart. Keep your eyes open as I make you feel good, yeah?”

Levi took in the sight of you laying there, your dress now disheveled and bunched around your waist, your body was on display for him and him only. He ran his hands from your shoulders, your aching nipples, down to your stomach before holding your leg up to rest your ankle on his shoulder.

He inhaled sharply as his tip breached between your entrance, giving some time to stroke and lubricate his leaking tip with your juice before finally sinking his cock inside you. You mewled, your eyes hazy and unfocused as you looked down between you and him, taking in the sweet and sinful sight of him moving in and out of you, your walls clenching around him.

Levi leaned down, his forehead pressed against yours as his hands cupped the back of your head, guiding you to look down as he began to thrust.

"You're still taking me so well. So good for me, baby."

Your combined cries and the slapping sounds were filling the heated air around you, how smoothly his veiny cock sank in and out of you. Levi wanted more than nothing but to just pound you and fuck you senseless, but he knew you needed more time to adjust to him again after your breakup.

He buried his face in the crook of your neck, his arms caged you on the table as he rocked his hips against yours. You sputtered praises and cries as his tip kissed your cervix, and knowing that you were already out of it, Levi became more confident and picked up the pace, his hand gripped the back of your thigh to spread you open.

"Levi, fuck I'm gonna cum again," the edge of the table was slightly chipped from your grip, hips stuttered as you clenched around him. He bit his lip, his free hand pressed on your lower abdomen, feeling his cock moving under your skin.

“I know... Cum on my cock, baby, I know you want it. Come on," He said breathlessly, his fingers digging into the back of your thigh as you cum around his cock. His abs tightened as he looked down at his creamy base, and pulled his cock out to give your sopping cunt a few slaps, his veiny shaft made your thighs twitch.

“You cum so prettily for me, y'know that,” Levi leaned down, pressing his lips to your forehead as he fucked himself into you, his hand smoothing out your thigh. “One more time for me. I’m not done with you yet,”

You were caught off guard, still high off of your orgasm as he fucks you through it. Grasping him desperately, you bite on his shoulder to silence your cries as he circled his thumb around your clit again, fucking you to another orgasm, and he loved the sight of your cockdrunk state.

You were still dazed and out of it as Levi gently maneuvered you to bend over on the table, his cock gliding between your ass cheeks as he kneaded and spread it, his tip teasingly nudging your entrance. Levi was incredibly pleased as you pushed your ass back to him, wrapping his cock around your tight walls again, always so eager to take him.

"That's it, good girl," Levi praised as he tugged at your hair and pulled your head back, the table rattling under you as you held onto the edge, his firm grip leaving a dent on your hips. His smoldering eyes fixed on the way your pussy swallowed him whole.

"Fuck yourself on my cock. Take what you need from me.”

His hand held onto your hips, slightly spreading your ass again as you bounced so deliciously on his cock. His head was thrown back as his free hand hastily unbuttoned his vest suit to show off his sweat-slicked torso as you fuck him out of his mind, wrecked and drunk off of the woman he loved the most.

Levi's breath hitched as your pussy repeatedly tightened around him, making his thrusts sloppy and his balls tight, and he knew he was on the edge with you.

"Cum for me again, baby, I've got you,"

With one last thrust, Levi grunted as he shoots the thick ropes of cum inside you. He stayed inside you for a while, his chest heaved as your pussy fluttered around his shaft and coated his cock with your mixed cum. He slowly slipped out of you to take in the sight of your cum dripping out of your pussy, down to the surface of the table. His fingers spread it around your folds, and unable to resist the temptation, he pushed his fingers in, fucking his cum back into you with his index and middle finger.

“Levi, please, I can't,“ You yelped, bending your knees as you held onto his forearm, the fucked out look on your face was like a treasure to him. He had known your body like the back of his hand; he knows you can take more despite your hoarse cries, and it was his honor to take you to the brink of pleasure.

Levi laughed breathlessly, leaning down to peck your lips as you cum around his fingers again, your body arched off the table, now slick and misty after rounds of sex.

“There you go,"

Levi held you through it, his fingers slowed down before pulling his hand away from you. He stifled a groan as you diligently lapped his fingers clean from your mixed cum, not wanting a single drop to go to waste.

He kissed you again, his tongue swiping your lower lip to taste your essence before he pulled away, the string of saliva still connecting your lips and his. You were still too high off of the sex as he lifted you off of the table and into his lap as he settled on the booth, the leather sticking to your skin. He pulled out a clean cloth from his pocket to clean you up, his other hand cradled your head.

“We have to talk about this in the morning, you know,”

Levi scoffed amusingly, still thoroughly cleaning you up as he spoke to you in a hushed voice,

“If you're still able to talk, maybe I haven't done a good job,” you lifted your head to see that roguish smile on his lips, a smile that always makes you weak in the knees in more than one way. Levi did a great job and he knows it, especially when his teasing does unspeakable things to you.

“Ah? Are you saying-“ you stammered, your mind still short-circuiting after he fucks you out.

“I’m taking you home with me…” Levi leaned in to kiss the side of your neck, the heady mix of the alcohol and your natural scent clouding his mind again, his hand slid up to your inner thigh, his finger circled around the hickey that he had left.

“…’cause I’m not done with you yet.”

You inhaled sharply, regaining your composure as you registered his words. You knew this would happen- and you knew Levi Ackerman is not going to stop until he had to assemble a new bedframe in the bedroom that you used to share, and about to share with him again.

Under the light of the bar, the pouring liquids and the drunken serenade that was still going on nearby you, you felt a stir in your heart again, just like the first time you laid eyes on each other. And Levi smiled because he knew.

All in all, you still love him and wouldn’t want it any other way, being back in his arms and his bed seemed like the best way to end the night.

#THATS SOME GOOD SHIT #hot hot hot hot #levi ackerman #snk #aot #archives

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