#female levi ackerman

[captain-natey]

Bloom (WLW Rivetra roommates modern AU)

Rated: T Ship: Fem!Levi x Petra word count: 4k

AO3

First Kiss

When Levi put up an offer about looking for a flatmate, she didn’t expect to end up sharing a home with someone like this.

Petra Ral, a 24-year-old University student with a smile glued to her face, made a major shift in Levi’s daily life at home. It had been almost half a year since she moved into the bigger room from the 2 available and changed their basic cheap IKEA-filled place with her heart. 

She was everywhere, wherever Levi looked; in the plants blooming by the window, the fluffy navy carpet spread in front of the couch, and the funky patterned pillows on it. Since she, herself, didn’t have much stuff (she hated hoarding), Levi let Petra take over the interior. 

At first, she continued to live her life like usual, mostly staying in her room, not engaging with whatever the other person was doing, but it seemed that Petra just couldn’t let her be. She constantly found ways to invite her to watch a movie together, taste the new recipe she tried, or catch her in the kitchen to ask about her day. 

Levi hated all of that. Having her day be interrupted was a nightmare. Petra must have realized that at some point, since she stopped bothering her. Ironically, not long after that, Levi ran into her in the kitchen while the ginger was engrossed in preparing a special brew of tea. She watched her, checking the temperature of the water and waiting for it to cool down to exactly 80 Celsius before pouring it into the small cup with a blend of leaves. It changed everything. 

Curious, Levi came up and asked the flustered girl about what she was preparing. They clicked instantly once they discovered their mutual love for tea. Since then, when Petra knocked on the door, she had a tray of tea set and ready for them to enjoy in the evening. 

By now, they became friends, and it was the first time when Levi felt at home and not just like sleeping in a place she currently was in. 

She was preparing dinner when Petra came back home. After a moment, the overdressed ginger joined her in the kitchen. 

“I’m about to kill Oluo,” she whined and sat at the counter with her hands on her cheeks. “He forgot to study, AGAIN, and I had to cancel my date to go help him get it into that empty head of his.”

Levi grew accustomed to hearing about her friends. It was part of spending time with Petra, she overshared a lot, letting Levi keep her private life to herself. 

“You didn’t have to,” the dark haired woman noted, not looking up from the boiled vegetables she was cutting. 

“Yes…technically not. But, you know, I can't leave a friend in need of help.” 

“Did it strike you that he just wanted to ruin your date?” Levi pointed, a spark of irritation formed in her chest, but she pretended it was nothing. 

Petra blinked and looked up in the distance. 

“I…don’t think so. He knows we’re never going to leave the friend zone, I hope,” she said, unsure. “Well, anyway…I think me and Patrick are getting serious, so… I’m sure he doesn’t mind,” Petra followed with a small smile. 

Levi didn’t know what to say. She never met the man Petra was seeing, at least from her stories he sounded decent. 

“How did you know you liked girls?”

She looked up at the curious ginger, a little surprised, but didn’t show it. 

“I kind of always knew,” she replied simply. “It was harder to realize and accept the fact I don’t like men.”

Petra let out a thoughtful hum. Levi remembered the time when Petra learned about her sexuality. She was pretty shocked and flustered, apologizing for assuming she was straight and assuring she had no problem with it. Levi didn’t understand all the fuss. Apparently, people from the countryside weren’t used to being openly queer. 

“Why? Did you kiss a girl at a party or something?” Levi snorted, as she finished preparing her meal and turned to face the ginger. 

“No! I’m just curious how it works.”

“Kissing a girl?”

“Stop teasing me!” Petra laughed, a blush covering her cheeks.” I meant, knowing you’re into them.”

Levi shrugged, sending her a smirk. Petra was adorable, exactly her type.

When she told her friends about her new flatmate, they knew about her crush right away.

“Straight girls should come with a warning” is what her friend, Erwin, had told her as they drowned their sorrows at the bar. Deep down, Levi hoped for Petra to be at least bi, but she was better not to dwell on it. One day, Petra will move out and they will part ways. It was a matter of time, so why worry about it.

“Want to try it?” Levi pitched casually, eyeing the other woman.

“The salad?” 

“Sure,” she replied and handed the bowl to her. “And kissing.”

Petra choked on the food and coughed before looking back at her in shock.

“I won’t make you,” Levi assured her, keeping it cool.

“Well… I guess, if it’s okay with you…” Petra said, her face turning red.

“I don’t mind. You’re a clean person, so you don’t disgust me.”

Petra laughed, covering her mouth and swallowed the rest of the food before putting the bowl back on the counter. 

“Should I go brush my teeth?” she asked, unsure, and tucked her overgrown bangs behind her ear.

Levi rolled her eyes and walked up close to her. She was feeling too awkward about it to try to make it romantic, especially when it was just Petra’s curiosity. She grabbed her jaw from below and pulled her into a prolonged, but not intense, kiss. It lasted for barely 5 seconds, then she let her go. Levi couldn't help but lick her lips afterward. Petra’s touch was as pleasant as she suspected.

“Oh!” Petra let out, red as a tomato and a blank expression on her face. “So…well…it is different.”

“Wouldn’t know, never kissed a man,” Levi wrapped up the conversation and went to her room with her salad bowl in hand. 

When Petra applied to rent a room in Trost, she didn't expect to end up living with someone like this. 

Levi Ackerman was the most introverted, emotionally AND physically closed off person she ever met. For some reason, she craved her attention even more due to that. 

Living alone with another girl was a new experience. She definitely didn't expect Levi to leave her room in a lacy bra without any padding like it was nothing. That's how she learned about her nipple piercing, anyway. 

Levi was the coolest person she had ever met. She was enamored in how little she cared about other people's opinions. It was as if nothing could throw her off. 

She used to feel jealous of her beauty at times. The sharp jaw and high cheekbones made her look like a model. Petra could swear Levi would make a fortune on being a fashion or makeup influencer, but Levi couldn't care less about her looks. 

When Petra told her about it, she looked at her like she was crazy. 

It was when Petra was complaining about her love life and suggested that Levi could probably have any man she wanted, she learned that Levi, in fact, had no interest in them. 

She felt stupid, embarrassed by not even considering that. She never met a queer person before, or at least no one came out to her. She thought Levi would want to share more of her thoughts about it, but she changed the topic as if it was nothing special. 

Months later, when Levi proposed to kiss her, Petra was thrilled. She didn't understand that feeling, but she liked new experiences. She didn't mind Levi's touch at all. She felt comfortable with her and she wondered if that was how it was to have a girl best friend. 

She laid on her bed, trying to fall asleep, but every time she let herself relax, her mind drifted to the feeling of Levi's lips on hers. 

They were so soft, she couldn't get it out of her mind. Even the way her flatmate held her face was softer, despite it being a firm grip. 

Frustrated, Petra turned to her back. Levi would be disappointed if she knew how much she was thinking about it. Clearly, it was a casual thing for her. Some people just didn't care about kisses and that was it. 

Her Tears

Levi was sitting on a windowsill next to the balcony, playing with a cigarette in her hand. It wasn’t lit, but she was looking at it, trying to convince herself to not smoke it. Petra didn’t like it, she always wrinkled her nose when she smelled the smoke from her. It wasn’t like Levi was addicted, she mostly smoked from boredom, it calmed her nerves a bit too. She sighed and looked into the distance behind the glass. 

The ambience of the city and the noise of a low volume tv channel playing in the background got interrupted when she heard the door to the flat unlocking. She was convinced Petra was about to spend the night partying with her friends and boyfriend, and it was barely 11 PM. 

By the characteristic clank of Petra’s keys hitting the shelf in the hallway, it must have been her, who else could that be. 

“Party canceled?” she asked, looking in the hallway's direction, but couldn't see the other girl, so she looked away again. She heard her changing her shoes and noticed her entering the living room in the corner of her eye. 

The answer did not come, so Levi took a look at her again. Her eyebrows went up.

Petra's face was pale, eyes red, and her hand trembled when she took off her sunglasses. The ginger tried to say something, but her voice got caught in the cry, and she gritted her teeth to stop.

Levi looked at her, frozen in place. She had never seen Petra looking so miserable before. She left the forgotten cigarette behind to walk up to her. 

“You okay?”

Petra slowly opened her mouth and took a shaky breath. 

“Patrick cheated on me,” she said, opening and closing her fists. “I…really thought there was something between us, I…it hurts.”

“Piece of shit,” Levi grunted, feeling the irritation overflowing her, but the empty look in Petra’s eyes distracted her. “That only shows he wasn’t worth it.” She tried to console her, but it only caused the tears to drop heavily from her cheeks down on the floor. The older woman sighed and embraced the ginger. 

Petra hugged her back instantly and hid her face in her shoulder, her silence turning into quiet sobs. 

“Sorry this happened to you. I’m sure you didn’t deserve it.”

“Mh…” the girl whimpered.

Levi waited patiently for her to calm down, doing her best to not focus on how good it felt to have her in her arms. It wasn’t the right time for that. Seeing that Petra wasn't about to calm down soon, she scooped her up and carried her to the couch. 

The girl searched her purse for wipes and wiped her nose before she surrendered her body into the pillows. Levi sat down next to her and, instantly, Petra moved closer to lay her head on her shoulder while embracing her arm. 

“He is…a piece of shit, indeed.” Petra replied finally.

“Obviously.” 

“He did it when…when I canceled our date. He thought I’m hooking up with Oulo and just playing with him.”

Levi looked at her with a doubt in her eyes.

“Does he even know you?” She said with a doubtful tone and embraced her with one arm. Petra found her touch soothing. 

“I guess… I didn’t really know him, either.”

“It will be fine. You’ll see.”

“I don’t want to go to bed. I don’t want to cry into my pillow like a stupid…” she didn’t finish her sentence, just sighed. 

Levi looked around and let go of the girl to move the pillows and reach for the blanket. Without thinking, Petra crawled under the blanket with her, hiding herself to the point Levi could only see the top of her head peeking out. She scooted the sobbing girl closer and relaxed, mindlessly watching the late night news that appeared on the tv.

“Take your time.” She said in a softer tone.

Sleepover

Levi looked up from her laptop when she heard a double knock to her bedroom. The doors opened slightly and a ginger head peaked into the room. 

"Do you wanna hang out?" 

The dark haired woman frowned, dark eye bags pronouncing her tired expression. 

"It's 2 AM. Why aren't you sleeping?" she asked, eyeing her flatmate. 

"I don't know," Petra sighed in a reply and entered the room. She was looking down, Levi noticed. "I can't sleep and I know you're usually up late so…" 

She looked up, seeing Levi stretching and closing her laptop. 

"What do you wanna do?" 

Petra’s expression brightened and she walked over to climb onto her bed. Levi followed her and sat with her legs crossed. 

"Talk. And braid your hair," the ginger explained with a grin on her face. 

"Figures," Levi rolled her eyes. Petra was obsessed with her long hair. If it was anyone else, she would cut it by now just to get rid of the attention. She turned her back toward her and relaxed. 

Petra sat behind her and started brushing the dark strands with her fingers. Levi closed her eyes, enjoying the pleasuring sensation. 

"So, what's keeping you up?" 

The ginger was silent for a longer moment and sighed before replying. 

"I don't really know. Maybe nerves. I'm going to see my family over the weekend. Don't get me wrong, they love me a lot, but they are very… invasive. They want to know everything. I don't know how to tell them I don't want to come back during the break between semesters."

"Why not just tell them outright? "

"I wish it was that easy. You must have a great relationship with your parents if you can be that honest."

Levi opened her eyes and played with her fingers. It wasn't normal for her to open up but, after all, it was Petra. She made her do a lot of unnatural things. 

"I don't. My mom died of sickness when I was little. I don't know my father and I don't care to know him." 

"Oh… Sorry."

The honesty Levi could hear in the other girl's voice was reaching dangerously deep into her heart. 

"It's fine. It's been a long time. I don't feel anything when I say this." 

Petra hummed in thought and stopped playing with her hair. Levi wondered if she finished the braid. She didn't expect getting embraced by her from the back. Petra's soft cheek brushed over hers, making her heart beat faster.

"I'm sorry this happened to you, but I'm glad you turned out like you did regardless. You're an awesome person, and I'm so glad I've met you."

Levi could feel her face reddening. This interaction was way too mushy for her, but somehow, she didn't want her to let go. This sweet talk was foreign to her. 

"Thanks," she managed to reply and cursed herself, feeling Petra's arms relaxing before she moved back. Levi gathered her composure and turned to her. 

"Time to sleep. It's not good for you to stay up so late." 

Petra smiled at her. 

"Is it good for you?" 

"Don't get so bratty," she grunted, and moved the covers to hasten her to get under them. Petra bit her lip and sneaked in with her. She watched Levi turn off the bedside lamp. 

It took a moment before they were able to see each other in the darkness. Levi noticed the other woman was looking at her, so she sighed and pulled her close to her chest. 

"Go to sleep." she told her, stroking her soft hair. 

"Goodnight, Levi," Petra replied in a sweet voice, hugging her back and snuggling closer. 

Craving

"Petra… don't do this to me," Levi let out shallowly, while holding the ginger's arms firmly, so she couldn't move closer. 

Despite the background noise of the party, time seemed to stop between the two of them. 

Hidden behind the corner, in the garden of Petra's rich friend's house - after a couple of drinks - Levi found herself in the arms of her lovely roommate. 

It all started because she got pissed at the sight of men shamelessly flirting with Petra. They weren't even supposed to see each other. Levi tagged along with her friends to the party and discovering Petra was also attending wasn't a nice surprise. There was a reason she never hung out with her like this. 

She was able to ignore how much this woman attracted her to some point, but seeing her being swooned by others turned her murderous stare on right away. 

When Petra approached her in worry of her bad mood, Levi didn't want to talk, but eventually got convinced to try to relax and drink with her. 

She found herself keeping the ginger close, with one hand holding her waist, subconsciously scaring off others from trying to steal her attention. 

Petra's cheeks were flushed, which Levi brushed off as a result of the alcohol, but the alarm started to ring in her mind when she started snuggling into her with no shame, despite being in public. 

She wanted to enjoy it, she craved it, her touch and affection, but the cold reality stayed in the back of her mind. 

They were talking in low voices when Petra started to steal glances at her lips and finally leaned for a kiss. 

That's how they ended up in that situation. 

"I won't be your drunk experiment," she said quietly, trying to hide the pain inside her. She kept eye contact with the girl, hoping she would just snap out of her drunk, stupid idea. Her heart wouldn't stand it. 

The ginger seemed confused, but it was hard to read her expression in the dim light of the nearby lamp. 

"I'm not… that drunk." 

"Petra," Levi said more sternly. "I can't." 

"Am I gross?" Petra asked worryingly, making the other woman frown. 

Levi took a deep but shallow breath. 

"Listen to me," she started, barely holding a shake in her voice. "This? It will hurt me," she said, tightening her grip on her shoulders, as if she was stopping herself from running away. 

"I'd never hurt you, Levi," Petra said, clearly not grasping the situation in full view. 

"You need to sober up."

"I'm not that drunk!" 

"Then what do you think you're doing?" 

"I…" 

The words got stuck in Petra's throat and silence fell between them while they looked into each other's eyes. 

Levi's expression softened. Whatever was going on in the ginger's head, she wasn't messing with her on purpose. She raised her hand and ruffled her hair before grabbing her hand and leading her back to the garden where the party went on. 

She spotted Petra's friend and approached her. 

"Here, keep an eye on her, okay?" she said to the surprised girl with strawberry colored hair. 

Petra was quiet. She didn't look upset, but she seemed absent when Levi left the two of them. 

Confession

Next couple of days, they lived in this uncomfortable dance around the topic of what had happened during the party. 

Petra was rolling from side to side every couple of minutes in her bed, distressed by the thoughts in her head. 

It was easier to ignore her feelings when she had a lot to study for, but now after the exams, the relief got replaced by embarrassment. 

She didn't see much of Levi this week and she wondered if she offended her that much. In an awkward morning they ran into each other, she apologized to her older roommate just before she headed to work and that's where the topic ended. Levi was either unusually busy, or she intentionally spent more time outside to avoid her.

All because of me acting stupid on alcohol, Petra thought, turning onto her back. After a moment of mindless looking at the ceiling, her hand wandered to her lips and she touched them softly with the ends of her fingers. 

There it was, the uncertainty of what she actually wanted. The scary truth she was pushing aside since she started living here. 

Levi made her feel things like no one before. It was different from her crushes on boys, that's why it was so hard to grasp. When she crushed on boys, she wanted to be noticed, approved and complimented.

When it came to Levi… the feeling hit deep within her. So much stronger, intense. The dark haired beauty made her feel special by simply talking to her. Her icy gaze that could be so piercing, yet softened when she looked into her eyes, the pronounced jaw and cheekbones, her long fingers and firm touch - she was strong in every way. 

Petra closed her eyes and sighed. It was only a friendship, a close friendship. She adored her, but that was it. 

She could find a man who would distract her, or maybe Levi could find a girlfriend, and that circus of emotions would stop.

Letting that thought sink in, she took another deep breath. Seconds passed while an invisible force started tightening around her heart. 

With a sudden spark of energy, she frantically got out of bed and marched straight to her roomate room. She opened the door without thinking, earning a surprised face from her friend who laid on the bed, texting on her phone in the darkness. The ginger hit the light switch and bit her lip before speaking out. 

"I lied," she said, her voice shaking. "I'm not sorry." 

Levi looked confused, but she sat up. 

"What?" 

"I'm not sorry about doing… About trying to kiss you. Because I really wanted you to kiss me. I like you," she confessed loudly, her voice shaking. "And I don't know if you have someone already, but the thought of it, it… It's so bad. I don't want… You treat anyone else like you treat me," she sobbed and lowered her head, wiping her eyes with the short sleeve of her shirt. 

Levi was looking at her in shock and finally put her phone down. She frowned for a second before standing up to approach the distressed girl. Petra had a hard time looking her in the eyes. Levi grabbed her hand and pulled her to sit down on her bed together.

“Sorry I…cry so easily.” Petra mumbled, looking up to try to stop it. 

“Are you…sober now?” Levi asked, eyeing her. 

“Yes!” the ginger let out, frustrated, which actually amused the other woman.

“Okay, no more yelling. You’re gonna make the neighbors write complaints about us.”

“Sorry…” Petra replied in a small voice.

Levi watched her bothered expression and without thinking too much, she grabbed her elbows and moved her hands down her arms to her wrists, pushing her onto the mattress at the same time. Petra ended up pinned under her, her lips slightly parted in surprise. Levi’s face seemed devoid of emotions, but inside, there was a whole rush of so many of them. 

“I don’t like when you cry.” she stated after biting her own lip, deep in thought. “Especially if it’s because of me.”

Big amber eyes looked straight into her own. Her wish was coming true and she couldn't quite grasp that realization. She moved her hands again, this time to intertwine their fingers. 

“I have a horrible crush on you, Petra.” Levi confessed in a low voice, leaving the other one speechless. “So this better not be a joke.”

“I-It’s not.” she assured her right away and took a nervous breath. 

Levi’s mouth twitched into a smirk and she leaned in to catch her lips in a kiss. This time, finally, a real one.

[sparkywrites25]

Mine Forever

Summary: Petra has a question for Levi.

Pairing: Levi Ackerman x Petra Ral | Rivetra

Notes: This is for Rei's "Happy Birthday Levi" event

Taglist: @lunar-rainclouds @captain-natey @1wholeheartedly-nii @levi-supreme

“I’ll admit,” Levi remarked thoughtfully, her watchful eyes following the snowfall beyond the window, “coming here wasn’t a bad call.”

Beyond the windows, the pines were blanketed by thick snow and the sky shone pink in the late afternoon sunset. The sounds of the wind were dying down at last and the thick logs of the cabin walls kept most of the chill out. Any that made it inside was swallowed up by the flames that danced in the fireplace. A small mirror occupied the centre of the mantlepiece, reflecting the image of the couple on the sofa, arms wrapped around each other’s shoulders, hands rubbing at each other’s chests. 

Petra smiled, leaning her face into her lover’s temple, nosing Levi’s silky, dark hair. “Told you we’d be warm enough,” she murmured, kissing her cheek. “And your paperwork will keep until Wednesday.”

“I’m not thinking about that,” Levi answered, lifting her hand from Petra’s heart to move some stray ginger hairs away from her face. 

“You’re always thinking about that,” Petra teased, her hand taking hold of her girlfriend’s wrist and bringing it to her lips. 

A smirk played on Levi’s lips as she nudged Petra’s chin with her fingers. “Not right now,” she whispered, her hand cupping Petra’s cheek as she leaned in to kiss her lips. It was a short kiss, leaving a warm, sweet tingle once it was over, their noses still bumping gently. 

Between the warmth of the fire and Levi’s touch, Petra’s face had flushed beautifully. So Levi kissed her again, deeper and longer. She felt her lover melt into this kiss, leaning into Levi’s chest and tilting her head up, allowing Levi to cup her cheek more fully, her thumb brushing her jaw. 

It had taken a great deal of persuasion to get the captain to agree to actually use some of her leave especially during the winter. It was just enough time away for a break; a couple of days in the heart of Wall Rose’s countryside. Away from “shitty crowds”, Levi had commented with quiet approval when she and Petra had arrived and set their horses up in the stable next door. Now, a couple of hours had passed and the aches from long hours of riding had disappeared along with winter’s chill. 

Petra’s hands explored her girlfriend’s shoulders, rubbing out any remaining tension from them while they kissed. Levi relaxed into her arms, making her insides flush with pride that she could do this, make her captain feel good. 

They broke away from the kiss to breathe and Levi nuzzled Petra’s cheek, her breath blowing hot against it. “You’re so beautiful,” she told her, pressing her lips there. “So gorgeous,” she added along with another kiss. 

Trembling under her touch, Petra’s hands moved to rub at Levi’s waist as her lips found her lover’s again, briefly. “You’re the exquisite one,” she argued between kisses. 

Levi shook her head gently as she pulled back an inch or so. “You’re not gonna win this debate,” she assured Petra, kissing her over and over, leaning forward, chest pressing Petra down until she lay beneath her, limbs entwined. Pale fingers skimmed down Petra’s side and thigh, making the younger woman sigh into the kisses. The glow from the fire transformed the smaller woman’s hair into gold. Levi stared at her in captivated adoration for many seconds, causing Petra’s smile to turn bashful.

“Captain.”

Levi blinked and moved in for another kiss, this time deepening it. 

Petra’s arms wrapped around her, as love flooded through her all over again, hitting her chest like a pillow; soft but it still took her breath away. The fading light of sunset framed Levi like heavenly rays and Petra’s breath caught in her throat. Words, usually her friend, failed to come and so she reached up to cup her lover’s face. 

She was so lucky, Petra knew well enough, to have these days with Levi, to hold her like this. To be wrapped up in their own world for a while. A haven away from the cruelty of the world. There were so many reasons to be afraid, to be cautious of pursuing happiness when you were a Scout and your life was in significantly more peril. But that only made it all the more important to do what you wanted, while you could. 

I can’t wait.

All her thoughts of the perfect setting, the ideal time and the best build up, vanished from Petra’s mind as she gazed up lovingly at her captain, her lover, her friend. 

“I love you,” she breathed, stroking the shadows under Levi’s eyes. “I love you, captain.”

Levi’s eyes carried a myriad of emotions as she gazed down at Petra who could read the same uncertainty, amazement, love and disbelief that radiated from them. They lingered there for just a moment before she lowered her forehead to Petra’s, her eyes closing. “Love you too,” she breathed. “Fuck, I love you.” Her hands rubbed up and down Petra’s sides as she leaned in for yet another ,kiss which Petra happily returned. 

“Marry me then,” Petra whispered. 

Everything stilled at once. The flames seemed to freeze; silence fell over the room except for the thumping of Petra’s increasingly nervous heart. 

Above her, Levi’s eyes were rounder than she’d ever seen them. The blue in the grey was particularly prominent in the firelight and her jaw had dropped just a little. Petra might even have called her adorable if she wasn’t so invested in the raven-haired woman’s response. 

The silence continued and anxiety crept into Petra’s chest. Her brain tried to force it down. It’s a big question. Give her time. 

“Are you serious?” Levi whispered. “You really want that with me?” The confusion was painted so vividly on her face that Petra’s heart hurt to see it. 

Is it really so unthinkable that I should love you and want to make this commitment to you?

“Yes,” Petra cupped her girlfriend’s face, fingers caressing them, holding her gaze as her own filled with all the love, the adoration and patience that she could summon. “Yes,” she said with more emphasis. “Why wouldn’t I? I love you. I’ve always wanted to marry someone I love and… Captain, that’s you.”

Levi watched her face thoughtfully, pursing her lips. Her cheeks grew pinker but it was difficult to tell if the warmth there was down to her blushing or the heat of the fire. “I didn’t- I haven’t really- I’ve never cared about all that official shit. It’s really just a fancy document.”

It took some serious effort for Petra to bite back her disappointment. So that’s a no? She doesn’t believe in marriage then? Even though there was always the possibility that Levi might refuse, Petra had allowed herself that dangerous emotion, had let it bloom inside her and lead her imagination lead her off down mesmerizing trails full of images of their wedding: saying their vows, kissing Levi for the first time and retiring into each other’s arms that night. But those images were fading now.

“You can say no,” Petra whispered, shame filling her cheeks and, regrettably, her voice. “It was just an idea.”

“No.” Levi’s hand moved to cup Petra’s cheek and Petra’s chest sank at once as she lowered her forehead to Petra’s, their noses bumping gently. Levi’s face contorted into a painful grimace. “No! That’s not-” she bowed her head a little. “I’m not saying no to that. I’m-” She released an annoyed huff. “I just never thought anyone would want that with me. I’m not exactly marriage material.”

Petra’s chest unclenched and some of the tension that had swept through her muscles began to ease off. She continued to stroke her captain’s cheek. “What is marriage material?” she whispered, lip shifting into a tiny smile. “Do you love me?”

Levi’s lips touched hers without hesitation. “I do love you. More than anything. This isn’t about- never doubt that, please.” Petra could hear some anxiety there. 

“I don’t. I just think maybe you’re over-thinking what marriage material means. All I need is for you to love me and for us to look after each other.” Petra moved one hand to cup the back of Levi’s neck. “That’s literally all I want from you.”

“It’s really that simple to you?”

“Yeah. But I know marriage isn’t something everyone wants,” Petra told her. Levi’s insistence that this wasn’t a rejection hadn’t completely settled the growing feeling in Petra’s chest; that she was beginning to wish that she’d just left the whole matter alone now. That she hadn’t potentially ruined their little break. “So please don’t feel-”

“It’s not— I don’t feel obliged,” Levi assured her with another kiss. “I love you. I just want you to be sure. That you want me for that long.”

“Levi… I want you forever,” Petra promised, arms looping around her neck. “Just you.” Propping herself up on her elbows, she met her lover in a kiss.

Levi returned it, drawing it out with a gentle increase of pressure, her hands moving to squeeze Petra’s waist. “Ask me again,” she murmured. 

Petra bit her lip with a smile, her hands returning to cup Levi’s cheeks. She took a deep breath and pecked her lover’s lips. “Marry me,” she whispered then kissed her again. “Marry me.” Another kiss. “Marry me.” This time she giggled quietly into the kiss. “Marry me.”

A smile began to spread over Levi’s face between the kisses and multiple proposals. Petra swore she heard a small huff of laughter before her lover finally answered. 

“Yes.”

[umeyeagerackerman]

Eren x fem!levi

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.𖥔 ݁ ˖ LEAVING LIPSTICK STAINS ON LEVI

fem!reader, sfw, fluff, you leave lipstick all over levi before a mission and the scouts find out, just something super cutesy & short while i work on some longer pieces hehe, pls ignore errors lol, 1.3k words

“promise you’ll come back in one piece?” you say, smoothing the wrinkle between levi’s brow with a kiss. 

he glances up at you from under his lashes, crinkling his nose as a short, breathy laugh escapes him, one he tries to subdue. still, he can’t deny the happiness that slips onto his features, not when joy is so fleeting because of the life that the two of you live. 

cold hands run across your back, down to your hips as you straighten his collar, kissing his sharp cheekbones, the bridge of his nose. “i’ve made it this far, haven’t i?” levi mutters, squeezing your sides gently before shifting you off of his lap.

he lifts you, sets you on the edge of his desk, causing some of the papers that erwin had dropped off earlier to crinkle. a smile graces your lips as levi stands, stretching his limbs behind him, the chair pushing away from the desk with a creak.

“i’m going to be late because of you,” levi remarks, eyes narrowed playfully, but he gives you another kiss on the lips, lingering there like it’s painful to pull away.

“then stop kissing me.” your hands splay across his chest, but you don’t push him away, feeling his heart beat under his ribcage, the melody that you will always come back to. still, levi tugs your hips forward, slots in between your legs, and kisses you even deeper. “it’s time for you to go, captain levi.” 

a heavy sigh weighs against your mouth, his exhale warm as he pulls back. “sounds like you want me gone.” 

“of course i don’t.” your voice softens as you play with his fingers for a moment, before he's tugging them away gently, withdrawing from your figure. “i'm going to have to find someone else to sleep next to while you’re away."

normally, you would’ve been going with levi and the rest of the scouts, but an injury from your last mission prevented you from going on any more for a few weeks. 

levi snorts, putting on his jacket, fixing the leather straps across his chest. “is that all i’m good for? killing titans and keeping your bed warm?”

you make a face at him, then shrug, half-hearted as he stares back at you with amusement. then, you laugh, cheerful and free; you know levi will come back to you. he has no other choice. 

levi makes his way towards the door. 

“levi?” 

he turns, the lipstick stains still visible on his cheek, dark against his pale skin. for a moment, you wonder if you should tell him—if he’d be mad if you didn’t. 

but then you remember he’s going to meet with a squad of fifteen year olds that have all almost died alongside him. if they really have a problem with their captain being loved by you, then they don’t care about him as much as you thought. 

you smile and shake your head, voice holding just enough mischief for levi to notice. “just be safe. i love you.” 

he softens. there are times where levi is hesitant to say the words, still worried you will be taken from him. but this is not one of those times. not when you will be separated for days, his life once again in danger. “i love you too, sweetheart.”

within ten minutes, levi is down to the first floor, pushing into the room where the members of his squad are already waiting. 

he’s only a minute late, but he feels like they must have been waiting for hours, the way that they are all gawking at him with wide eyes, connie’s jaw faltering slightly. “everyone here?” levi asks, doing a quick scan of the room, counting heads like he’s their babysitter. 

no one says anything. eren’s eyes look like they might bulge out of his head, and jean covers his mouth, looking away as him and sasha let out a stifled giggle. 

levi’s mouth draws into an even thinner line. “what the hell are you snickering about?" he grumbles, looking at each of them individually, wondering who will be the first to confess. 

their eyes dart away dramatically, faces red. even eren, who is normally more obnoxious than the rest, seems to have run out of words to say. 

his eye twitches; levi wonders if connie’s head might burst, or if sasha’s laugh will rip out of her first. 

“well?” levi asks again, snapping, already tired of this mission. a hot cup of tea sounds nice, in bed next to you.

armin, as usual, is the one to speak up when no one else has anything intelligent to say. “well, sir,” the blonde says, gesturing towards his own face. “i think…”

levi touches his cheek, remembering all the places you’d kissed him earlier, wearing that pretty black dress and your dark lipstick. a sigh leaves him when he pulls his fingers away, the tips coming back, smeared with a deep red. 

he should've known.

“i see," levi says, staring for a moment, before meeting eren's eyes, his lips finally widening into a grin.

“ooooh," eren sings, his expression smug as mikasa elbows him, her own features pinched tight. "the captain’s in looooove."

levi knows they are expecting a reaction, a spectacle of the fact that he adores you. but he’s never kept it a secret, and he’s certainly not ashamed of all the things he feels for you. 

“and what if i am?” levi asks instead, pointedly staring eren down as the rest of the scouts watch the exchange. “honestly, i am surprised no one noticed sooner.”

eren’s jaw falters a bit; a small wave of silence falls over the scouts. you and levi don't make a point of hiding your relationship, but really, levi shouldn’t have been surprised that no one in his squad was observant enough to notice. 

or so he thought, anyway.

historia’s smaller, high-pitched voice breaks up the quiet, repeating your name back to him, as if affirmation that you’re the one he kisses goodnight. a silly question really, considering levi has never looked at anyone else with the same kind of tenderness. 

“it is her, isn’t it?” historia asks, smiling softly. “i only know because you’re always holding hands under the table when you think no one can see.”

levi raises his eyebrow. “clearly we were wrong about that.” though, of all the things to notice, he thought it’d be the way you kiss him after every mission, the way he’s harder on you than anyone else because he doesn’t want to lose you.

eren shrieks your name like he’s never heard it before, and levi is starting to wonder if the boy actually is an idiot. his old squad had known immediately; petra caught you sneaking up to levi’s quarters when you thought everyone else was asleep, kissing him on the cheek when you thought everyone's back was turned. 

it’s been a long time since then, he supposes. maybe the years have taught you subtlety. 

“how long have you been together?”

“does she actually like you?” 

“do you—” connie makes a lewd gesture with his fingers. “you know.” 

“connie!” jean shouts, whacking him on the back of the head. “what do you think! dumbass.” 

“hey!" connie says, rubbing his head. “geez. i just can’t picture it.” 

"i’d rather you didn’t." levi’s face turns sour, disturbed by a room full of teenagers discussing his private and romantic life. “bring it up again and i’ll leave you outside of the wall on the next mission.” he pauses, crosses his arms with an exasperated exhale. ���and she likes me just fine. at least, she has for the past five years.” 

“five—” 

a new wave of questioning starts and levi pinches his temples, shakes his head, the red smear of lipstick still on his face.

levi almost wishes you could’ve been there to field the questions instead. you’ve always been better with the kids, connected with them a lot easier than levi had.

even if it was would’ve exposed his lovesick eyes, the tiny lift of the corner of his mouth when you were around.

he’s never been very good about hiding it anyway.

[lucysarah-c]

Why do I feel like Levi would use you as an excuse for anything?

"Captain Levi, could you stay behind to watch the cadet—"

"No, my wife caught a cold. I want to be there for her."

First, he always calls you "wife" because, to him, it doesn't matter if you two aren't officially married yet or if you're saving money to get married. You're his wife. This man was devoted to you the second you agreed to go on a date with him. Second, you don't have a cold… you simply sneezed a couple of times that morning.

"Levi, could you stay for the following meeting—"

"No, Y/N is waiting for me back in my chambers, and it's already too late," Levi replied, picking up his stuff from the meeting office's table and interrupting Erwin.

"I'm sure Y/N will understand," Erwin tried to reason, but it seemed like Levi had already stepped outside of the meeting.

"What can I say, Erwin? I'm a good husband. You make your work a priority, and you lose your girl."

"Did you finish that report—"

"I was going to stay up all night, but Y/N insisted I go to bed."

But most importantly, Levi would use you to escape ANY social event that his antisocial soul could.

"Captain! Are you staying for the after-party?" Zackly asked, almost dragging him upstairs.

"No. I'm a taken man, and everyone knows what goes on at those after-parties," Levi groaned, taking off the friendly arm around his shoulder. "I'm going home. I'm going home to my wife."

"I'm sure Y/N will understand. Good wives do."

"You don't know my wife."

While most of the time, you're just a very calm, accepting partner. Levi's life as a captain is already hard, and you don't like to add demands to it. But somehow, he's always early from any event Erwin dragged him to, coming back to be in your arms, to fall asleep as you play with his hair, and finally be able to catch some rest. You don't mind it… but you have to admit it caught you off guard when a higher-up asked you to give Levi some freedom.

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[leviismybby]

Petra: "Two times a week is the best!"

Hange: "See I disagree, i think once a week is more than enough."

(y/n): "Once a week? No way, at least twice a day. Levi would go crazy."

Hange: "Levi cleans his room twice a day?"

(y/n): "Wait...what are we talking about?"

[cutelikeharry]

After Credits. Janitor Levi Ackerman x Fem Reader Smut, 18+

Summary: Every Friday night, she escapes the stress of her senior year of college by unwinding at the movies. There, she meets Levi, an attractive janitor who isn’t happy with her habit of staying after the credits roll. But after an argument, their tension snaps, and she discovers that cleaning isn’t the only thing he’s good at.

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She had found herself at the cinema again. As a senior in uni, the stress of her final year was overwhelming, and Friday nights had become her personal tradition, the one time she could disconnect from the pressures of university life. It was her thing. Taking a break from her hectic schedule to enjoy the quiet solitude that only a cinema could offer. As an undergrad, she didn’t have much time to go out, but movies… movies were her escape.

She had started visiting the local cinema more often, choosing films based on what seemed interesting at the time, usually romance. She usually took the very last showings of the night, when the cinema was emptier and the darkened theater felt like her own little world.

Tonight was no different. She’d picked a romantic movie, nothing too special, but it had kept her entertained. The movie ended, the credits rolled, and the theater started emptying. People got up and left, chatting with friends or heading out, but she stayed in her seat, like always.

She had a habit of waiting until the very end. Some movies, especially the ones that were a little more mainstream, sometimes had extra scenes after the credits. She didn’t want to miss that, so she stayed seated, finishing off the last of her popcorn and waiting for any hidden surprises.

When the last of the people walked out, the theater went quiet. She looked around at the empty seats, then turned back to the screen. The soundtrack music from the movie, as the credits rolled, was the only sound. She was alone now, but she didn’t mind. This was her moment of peace.

That’s when she saw him.

A familiar figure appeared at the theater entrance. A man in his thirties carrying a broom, with a cart full of cleaning supplies beside him.

She knew him by now, if only in passing. She’d always be the last to leave, lingering for after-credit scenes, and he was always the one waiting, clearly annoyed by her habit. He stopped at the bottom of the stairs, his eyes landing on her before he rolled them with his usual annoyance. 

She was caught off guard but didn’t let it show. She just kept eating her popcorn, ignoring him as he started sweeping up the mess from the theater. He went around picking up trash, moving up the rows. 

She had seen him before, but she never paid much attention to him until now. She noticed he was... attractive. His sharp features, the dark hair swept up in an undercut that looked a little too stylish for a janitor, and the slight shadow of dark circles under his eyes like he hadn’t gotten much sleep in a while. 

Well, then again, it was past midnight, and he still had to clean up everyone’s mess, so it was understandable.

The light blue uniform stretched over his toned arms, his muscles flexing with each motion. His hands looked strong, veins visible, and she found herself watching him longer than she meant to.

He finished sweeping the lower rows and then headed up the aisle, skipping past a few rows before stopping directly at hers. She stayed seated, but she felt his presence as he walked toward her, stopping right next to her. She looked up at him, confused, wondering what he wanted.  

She shifted uncomfortably in her seat, trying to ignore him, but it was hard. His eyes remained on her. Her attention instinctively darted back towards the screen, trying to focus on the credits, but every time she glanced back, she found his eyes still fixed on her. His expression was unreadable, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking. She didn’t know what he wanted. Had she done something wrong?

Her eyes caught a small card hanging from around his neck. ‘A name tag’, she realized.

‘Levi Ackerman.’

“You’re still here?” Levi asked, clearly annoyed. His voice was low, a little tired.

She blinked, unsure how to respond to his comment. “Yeah… I’m waiting for the after-credits.”

He glanced shortly at the rolling credits, then back at her, his expression flat. "It's a romance movie. They don't do after-credits for this kind of thing."

She raised an eyebrow as she kept eating her popcorn. “You don’t know that. Maybe they do. Maybe there’s a surprise.”

Levi rolled his eyes before once again glancing at the screen. The credits were almost finished, the final names scrolling by, and she held her breath, hoping for more. But there was nothing. The screen turned off completely.

Her face dropped slightly, feeling a bit disappointed. She had been hoping for something, even though she knew deep down it was unlikely.

“See? No after-credits. Now, get out.”

She frowned, standing up, her hand gripping the bucket of popcorn a little tighter. “Hey, no need to be rude. I just wanted to see if there was something left. After-credits can be just as important as the movie, you know?”

Levi's expression didn’t soften. “You know, it’s Friday night, right? Most people go out and hang out with friends. Not sit here alone waiting for the credits to end.”

She felt her irritation rising. She wasn’t sure why he was being so condescending, but it was getting under her skin. “Maybe I like the quiet,” she shot back.

Levi didn’t seem to care much. He just gave a small shrug. “Whatever. Just take your popcorn and leave. I’ve got another theater to deal with before I can leave.”

She clenched her jaw, annoyed by the way he dismissed her. She didn’t want to leave just because he told her to, but what could she do? She was already standing.

She took the popcorn bucket and walked down the stairs, heading for the exit. Before she left, she turned to glance back at him. He was already back to cleaning, his broom moving over the floor, barely paying her any mind.

She stormed out of the theater, fists tight. His attitude pissed her off. He was a total jerk. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t stop thinking about his stupidly handsome face.

As the week went on and she attended her lectures, she couldn't shake him from her thoughts. She was angry with herself for not speaking up when he made those rude remarks, but she couldn't deny the way his light blue uniform clung to his muscular frame as he swept the theater. Her mind kept replaying images of him, making it impossible for her to concentrate on the lecture in front of her.

‘He's not even that good looking.’ she repeated, trying to convince herself that he was just another ordinary guy. But that wasn’t entirely true, was it? Every time she tried to brush it off, something about him kept pulling her back. She couldn’t quite pinpoint what it was, but it lingered in her mind, pulling her in despite her best efforts to ignore it.

‘Focus. You’re here to learn, not fantasize about some janitor.’ She’d shake her head, but still, the image of him would linger. She’d catch herself daydreaming, completely losing track of the professor’s words as she pictured him. 

Levi Ackerman, his name still fresh in her mind. 

By the time the next Friday rolled around, she had already decided it was time to escape again. 

Her weekly trip to the cinema had become a need. The place where she could leave her distractions behind. 

As she walked up to the ticket counter, she glanced at the list of movies showing. She’d seen them all except for one. 

It was a romance movie, but not like the ones she usually went for. This one had a big, bold "18+" slapped on it. She’d heard the rumors about this movie. Mostly graphic, erotic scenes. 

She hesitated, unsure. She wasn’t typically into movies that were this explicit, but something about the idea of watching it nagged at her. Maybe it was curiosity, or maybe she was just looking for something different.

She shrugged, deciding to buy a ticket anyway. ‘One time won’t hurt,’ she thought, not really believing the excuse herself. She bought her popcorn and drink, then made her way towards the theater.

The theater was half empty as usual, and she picked her usual seat in the back row. She preferred it there. The middle rows were always too crowded, and the back gave her the space to settle in without distractions. She popped some popcorn into her mouth and sat down, waiting for the commercials to finish and the movie to start.

The movie wasn’t anything special at first. Just a young couple falling in love, the kind of story that was predictable, but still heartwarming. But as the film went on, it started pushing past what she’d expected, with scenes that felt... different. Graphic. Intimate. 

Her face heated up at certain moments. Scenes that felt way too graphic to be on the big screen. She shifted in her seat, trying to keep her focus on the screen, but it was hard. The scenes were almost uncomfortable to watch, not because they were poorly done, but because they felt too real. 

She didn’t know if she was more embarrassed by what was happening on screen or the fact that she was watching it by herself.

She couldn’t help but wonder. Would that Levi guy ever watch a movie like this? The thought made her stomach twist. It was strange, but she couldn’t shake the image of him in her mind, now mixing with the images on the screen. ‘God! What am I thinking?’ she scolded herself, trying to shake off the thoughts that were slowly creeping in.

As soon as the movie ended, she made a quick decision. She wasn’t about to stick around for another awkward run-in with Levi. She didn’t need to hear his comments about her watching that type of movie by herself on a Friday night. 

Her face was still flushed from the scenes she’d just watched, and the last thing she needed was him making some comment about her choice in media. Besides, she was almost sure there would be no after-credit scenes in this one.

As the credits rolled and the lights turned back on, people started gathering their things and heading towards the exits. She quickly stood up, grabbed her popcorn and drink, and without looking back, hurried down, weaving through the small crowd and skipping a few steps as she went.

Pushing open the door, she stepped into the hallway, her pace quickening as she made her way towards the exit. But as she rounded a corner, her elbow brushed against someone, and in an instant, her drink spilled across her white t-shirt. She cursed under her breath as the cold liquid soaked through the fabric, splashing onto the floor and sending popcorn tumbling everywhere.

“Oh, God, I’m so sorry!” she blurted out, rushing to pick up the fallen paper cup and popcorn bucket. The mess was overwhelming. Most of the drink had already soaked into her shirt, leaving her feeling embarrassed as she frantically tried to clean up.

And then, she looked up. Standing there, watching her, was Levi.

She froze. She was still kneeling on the floor, her cheeks burning. She didn’t know what to say. She hadn’t expected to run into him again. Let alone like this. He looked a little taken aback, his expression unreadable, as he took in the scene. She could feel her face heating up even more, but she didn’t say anything. Her mouth felt dry, and she could feel the awkwardness wrapping around her, suffocating her.

As she stood up, she noticed Levi’s eyes flicker downward for a split second, widening just slightly before he looked away. It was subtle, but she caught it.

Then she realized why. The spilled drink had soaked through her shirt, and under the bright lights, her white t-shirt had turned slightly see-through, leaving little to the imagination. 

Her stomach dropped, and her face flushed intensely. She quickly pulled her jacket closed, covering herself as best she could. 

“I—I’ll just—uh, sorry,” she mumbled before she quickly turned and headed towards the bathroom. 

The bathroom was empty, as expected for this time at night. The cinema was practically deserted by now. She took her jacket off, then pulled off her shirt, trying not to think about the mess she’d just caused, leaving her in just her bra. 

She leaned over the sink, trying to scrub away the large stain from the spilled drink. The water splashed around, but the stain didn’t seem to want to go anywhere. 

She glanced up, her eyes landing on a small vending machine inside the bathroom, stocked with painkillers, tampons, and condoms. She raised an eyebrow, wondering to herself, ‘Do people actually do it in here?’

As she stared at her reflection in the mirror, she couldn’t ignore the redness in her cheeks. Her face was still burning, and she found herself thinking about what had just happened.

‘He probably has to clean it up,’ she thought, her stomach twisting. He was probably furious. She felt guilty, even though she knew it was an accident. 

But then, her thoughts shifted once again. ‘Why the hell do I keep thinking about him?!’ she thought frustrated, trying to focus on getting the stain out of her shirt.

Her breath caught as the thought of him mixed with scenes from the movie she’d just watched. It felt like everything was colliding all at once. The way he looked at her, and the intimate scenes she’d just seen on screen. She could feel her heartbeat quicken as her mind wandered, the images of Levi and the movie blending together in her thoughts, with herself somehow caught in the middle.

‘Gosh. What’s wrong with you?’ she scolded herself, gripping the edge of the sink.

The heat between her legs grew more intense as she imagined him standing over her, his strong arms wrapping around her, pulling her close. She pictured the sensation of his lips against her neck, sending shivers down her spine, and his hand slipping under her shirt. She couldn’t help but imagine what it would feel like to have him inside of her, his thick cock pushing deep inside of her.

Her breath quickened as her fingers instinctively brushed against the dampness of her panties beneath her skirt. A soft gasp escaped her lips as she gently rubbed herself through the thin fabric, her mind still filled with thoughts of Levi. She could almost feel his touch against her body. Her fingers moved in slow circles, sending waves of pleasure through her core.

She leaned against the bathroom counter, her legs trembling slightly as she continued to touch herself. Her free hand gripped the edge of the sink tightly as she increased the pressure and speed of her movements. Soft whimpers echoed in the empty bathroom as she neared her peak.

Suddenly, the sound of voices in the hallway snapped her back to reality. Her eyes flew open as she yanked her hand away, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. What was she doing? This was a public bathroom in a movie theater!

She shook her head, trying to bring herself back to reality. She splashed cold water on her face, hoping it would help clear her mind and wash away the lingering embarrassment and confusion. 

After scrubbing the last traces of the drink out of her shirt, she wrung the fabric out as best as she could. The shirt was still damp and a little cold against her skin as she put it back on, but at least it was clean. 

She slipped on her jacket and took one last look in the mirror, noticing that while her face was still flushed, but it was nowhere near the tomato-red shade it had been moments before.

She took a deep breath and opened the door of the bathroom, peeking out and glancing around to make sure Levi wasn’t lurking nearby.

Relieved to find the hallway empty, she slipped out and headed towards the exit, hoping to put this entire night behind her. But as she neared the main lobby, she slipped her hand into her jacket pocket, only to feel nothing. 

Her phone wasn’t there.

She froze mid-step, her eyes widening as she patted down her other pockets, searching. But it was no use. A sinking feeling hit her as she realized she must have left it back in the theater.

She sighed sharply as she retraced her steps in her mind. Of all nights, why tonight? She brushed her hands over her jacket one last time, then took a deep breath, accepting she’d have to go back and get it. 

Swallowing her frustration, she turned around and began the walk back towards the theater room, hoping she could just grab her phone, and get out without another awkward encounter.

She slipped back into the theater, relieved to find it empty. No Levi. Perfect. She hurried up the stairs, heading straight to her seat at the top row, scanning the floor as she approached. 

She leaned down, checking under the seat, then behind it, but her phone was nowhere to be found. Frustration started to bubble up just as she heard a voice from below.

“Forgot something?”

She froze, the annoyance hitting her instantly as she recognized that voice. With a sigh, she squinted in irritation and slowly turned around, spotting Levi at the bottom row, holding up her phone between his fingers. 

He didn’t even seem annoyed that he’d probably had to clean up her mess just a few minutes ago. He just stood there, as deadpan as ever.

She exhaled sharply, walking down the stairs to meet him. Levi watched her approach, and just as she was close enough, he tossed her phone up. 

She caught it with ease, pressing her lips together in a tight, annoyed smile as she raised her eyebrows, holding up the phone in acknowledgment. “Thanks,” she said, turning quickly to leave, hoping this would be the end of it.

But of course, Levi couldn’t resist.

“Interesting choice of film for a Friday night,” he commented dryly.

She stopped in her tracks. Really? She turned back around, rolling her eyes slightly as she tried to think of a response. 

“There’s nothing wrong with a girl enjoying… you know… erotica,” she replied, her voice coming out a bit more awkwardly than intended. 

She mentally cringed, hating that he was making her explain herself.

“If you say so.” He said unimpressed. "Must be desperate for excitement if that’s what you’re doing by yourself on a Friday night."

Her cheeks burned, but she wasn’t about to let him have the last word this time. “Not everyone watches these movies just for the scenes, you know,” she added defiantly, raising an eyebrow.

Levi paused, then looked at her with a skeptical tilt of his head, the hint of a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. “Oh, please. You’re not about to tell me you watched this movie for the plot.”

She narrowed her eyes at him. “Maybe I did,” she said, though her voice wavered a little, clearly not convincing him.

He scoffed, stepping a bit closer. “Sure. Bet you were on the edge of your seat, real invested in their deep, meaningful conversations, right?”

Her mouth opened, then shut again as she struggled for a comeback. “Some of us appreciate storytelling,” she stuttered with as much dignity as she could muster, though the faint smirk in his eyes told her he wasn’t buying a word of it.

“Right,” he replied, deadpan. “Nothing says quality storytelling like an R-rated romance movie.”

She clenched her jaw slightly, both embarrassed and annoyed. “I just wanted to experiment with something new,” she replied, crossing her arms defensively.

“Could always try meeting real people for that.” He turned away, picking up his broom to continue his work, leaving her feeling even more flustered. 

She held her ground, arms crossed, eyeing him with a smirk that dared him to react. “Says the guy who probably hasn’t even been with a woman before.”

Levi paused mid-sweep, a faint chuckle escaping as he glanced at her over his shoulder. But he didn’t get defensive. He looked almost amused. “If that’s what you think,” he replied, the slightest smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth as he returned to his work.

She raised an eyebrow, her smirk widening as she crossed her arms a bit tighter. ‘Oh,’ she thought, her heart beating a little faster. 

Most men would get flustered or defensive at comments like that, but him? He just looked back at her, calm and unfazed. Somehow, his confidence only made him more attractive.

She took a step closer, unable to stop herself. She found herself drawn in by the tension building between them. “Really?" she challenged again playfully. “And just how many women have you been with, Mr. Janitor?”

Levi turned fully towards her. His eyes swept over her from head to toe, lingering just a bit longer than necessary before replying, making her pulse quicken.

He set the broom aside and leaned casually against the wall. "Enough to know what I'm doing," he said. 

Her pulse quickened, but she refused to back down. She held his stare, stepping even closer. "Is that so?" she murmured. 

Levi smirked, noticing how close she stood as he looked at her, her cleavage pressing against his chest. His eyes darkened, a smirk tugging at his lips. “What? You don’t believe me?”

Her heart raced as she met his eyes, a teasing smile pulling at her lips. Her breath quickened, but her eyes remained teasing. She stepped a fraction closer, her fingers sliding slowly up the back of his neck, her fingers into his undercut. She leaned closer, pulling him in just a little, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, “Maybe I need some…proof.” 

Levi’s hand shot out before she could react, his fingers threading through the back of her hair with a harsh grip, yanking her head back. The sudden force caught her off guard, and before she could protest, his lips crashed against hers. Rough, urgent, and without hesitation. 

Levi’s other hand gripped her waist as he pulled her closer, his hold tightening. His fingers dug deeper into her hair, pulling her even further into the kiss, the pressure making her breath catch in her throat.

“You want proof?” he murmured against her lips, his voice low and rough. “You’re getting more than that.”

Her pulse quickened as her surroundings came rushing back. She glanced around, remembering they were in a movie theater. A flicker of hesitation crossed her face as she pulled back slightly, just enough to catch her breath.

“What if someone sees us?” she whispered, the thrill of the moment mixing with the risk, making her heart pound harder.

Levi closed the space between them again, his mouth brushing hers as he spoke, “No one will. The place’s closed by now. They lock up after the last show,” he murmured. 

Levi's hands slid down to her hips, gripping them firmly. His lips trailed hot kisses along her jawline and down her neck, earning a soft moan from her. 

Without warning, Levi's hands moved lower, squeezing her ass possessively. She gasped at the bold move, her body tensing briefly before melting into his touch. His strong fingers kneaded the soft flesh, pulling her even closer against him. 

Levi lifted her right leg, hooking it around his waist. The new position pressed their bodies together intimately, and her breath caught as she felt the hard bulge throbbing against her center. Even through layers of clothing, the heat radiating between them was intense. Her breath hitched as Levi ground his hips against her, the friction sending pleasure through her core. His hands gripped her other thigh, lifting her up and pressing her back against the wall. 

Her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist as he pinned her there. His mouth found her neck again. He sucked gently on her skin before trailing open-mouthed kisses down to her collarbone. She tilted her head back, giving him better access as soft moans escaped her lips.

“Levi…,” she moaned.

Levi's hands slid under her jacket, his calloused fingers tracing gentle patterns on the bare skin of her back, sending a shiver down her spine. In one swift motion, he slipped the jacket off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.

“Tell me what you want,” he whispered.

She shivered, her heart racing as she felt his warm breath against her skin. She couldn’t believe how much she wanted him, how much she needed him. “I want you,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. 

Levi’s smirk lingered as he slowly lowered her back down to the floor, his hands steady on her waist. His breath was hot against her lips before he leaned in again, capturing her mouth in a deeper, more possessive kiss. His tongue brushed softly against hers, drawing her in until she melted against him, her fingers curling into his shirt as the intensity between them grew.

She pulled away from the kiss, her heart racing as she looked up at him. Without a word, she slowly sank to her knees in front of him, her fingers trailing down his chest and abdomen as she went. She could feel the heat radiating off his body, the tension in his muscles as her hands explored.

She reached for his belt. The metal felt cold against her skin as she struggled to unfasten it, overcome with excitement. After a few moments, she finally managed to undo it, the sound of metal clinking.

Her breath quickened as she tugged at his zipper, pulling it down quickly. She hooked her fingers into the waistband of his pants, her knuckles brushing against his lower abdomen before she slowly pulled down his pants and boxers, revealing his hard cock. Her eyes widened slightly as she took in the sight of him, thick and fully erect. She glanced up at him through her lashes, her cheeks flushed. 

Levi's hand tangled in her hair, guiding her closer. She parted her lips, her tongue teasingly darting out to lick the tip. She heard Levi's sharp intake of breath and felt emboldened. Slowly, she took him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head as she began to bob up and down his erection.

Levi groaned softly, his fingers tightening in her hair. "Fuck," he muttered under his breath. 

She hollowed her cheeks, taking him deeper. She could feel him hitting the back of her throat as she moved, her tongue swirling around him. Levi's grip on her hair tightened, guiding her movements.

"That's it," he murmured with desire. "Take it all."

She looked up at him through her lashes, her eyes watering slightly. The sight of her lips wrapped around him, her eyes locked on his, sent a jolt of pleasure through Levi's body. He thrust his hips forward, pushing himself further into her mouth.

Her hands gripped his thighs, feeling the muscles tense beneath her fingers. She quickened her pace, her head bobbing faster as she sucked him harder.

Levi's breathing grew ragged, his chest heaving as he neared his peak. "I'm close," he warned, his voice strained.

She locked eyes with him, maintaining eye contact as she took him as deep as she could. Her throat relaxed, allowing him to slide further in. She swallowed around him, the muscles of her throat contracting.

Levi groaned deeply, his hips jerking forward. "Fuck, I'm gonna—" 

He didn’t finish his sentence before she felt his hand on the back of her head, drawing her closer. The warm liquid hit the back of her throat. She swallowed quickly, her eyes watering slightly as she took everything he gave her. 

As the last pulses lingered, Levi gently pulled out of her mouth. He looked down at her, wiping away the bit of saliva spilling from her mouth with his thumb. 

Levi pulled her to her feet, his eyes roaming over her flushed face. Without warning, he spun her around and pushed her against the wall. His hands slid up her thighs, bunching her skirt around her waist. 

"Spread your legs," he commanded.

She obeyed, her heart pounding. Levi's fingers traced teasing patterns along her inner thighs, inching higher but not quite touching where she desperately wanted him.

"Please," she whimpered, pressing her hips back against him.

Levi chuckled darkly. "Patience," he murmured, nipping at her earlobe. His fingers finally slipped through her damp panties, sliding between her folds.

She gasped as he began stroking her, his fingers circling her clit before dipping lower to tease her entrance.

"So wet already," Levi murmured in her ear. "Is this what you wanted when you came to watch that movie? To be touched like this?"

She could only whimper in response as Levi slid two fingers inside her, curling them to hit that perfect spot. Her hips bucked against his hand, desperate for more friction.

Levi's other hand slid up to cup her breast through her shirt, beneath her bra, his thumb brushing over her hardened nipple. She arched into his touch, soft moans escaping her lips.

His fingers pumped in and out of her at a steady pace, his thumb circling her clit. The sensation had her trembling against him, her legs shaking as the pleasure built within her core.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as Levi continued to work his fingers inside her. Levi's breath was hot against her neck, his chest pressed firmly against her back as he held her in place.

With a low groan, Levi slowly withdrew his fingers, leaving her whimpering at the loss. But before she could protest, he spun her around to face him, crashing his lips against hers in a desperate kiss.

Her arms wrapped around his neck as she pressed herself against him. Levi's hands roamed her body, one tangling in her hair while the other gripped her hip. His tongue swept into her mouth as their kiss deepened. 

Levi forcefully pulled her closer, their tongues tangled in a heated kiss. He pushed her onto one of the front-row seats, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he knelt before her, making sure she couldn't escape his grasp as their lips remained locked in passion.

His hand slid under her shirt, his fingers tracing along her spine as they traveled upward. She shivered, her breath hitching as he found her bra strap, his fingers pausing just briefly before unhooking it with ease. She slid the bra straps down her shoulders and tugged it free, tossing it to the floor beside them. 

Levi pulled back, his hands slid under the hem of her shirt, lifting it slowly. The fabric bunched and gathered, rising up just enough to reveal her bare chest, but he stopped before taking it off completely. He paused briefly, admiring the sight before him, and then lowered his head to take one of her nipples between his lips, his tongue gently sucking and circling around it.

Levi’s other hand slid down to her thigh, his fingers tracing the edge of her panties under her skirt. He glanced up at her, a silent question in his eyes. She nodded, breath quickening. With a slight smile, he eased her panties down, sliding them off before spreading her legs open, revealing her pussy to him.

Her heavy breathing filled the air as she felt the cool air brush against her sensitive skin. Levi looked up at her, his eyes filled with lust. He leaned in, his warm breath tickling her skin as he kissed her inner thigh. She shivered, her body trembling with anticipation. She could feel his tongue tracing a line up her thigh, closer and closer to her entrance. Her breathing got heavier, her fingers gripping the seat as she felt his tongue brush against her.

His hands gripped her thighs, holding her open as he explored her folds with his tongue. She gasped as Levi's tongue flicked against her clit. He started slow, teasing licks that had her squirming.

"Oh god—," she moaned, her head falling back against the seat.

Levi's tongue circled her clit before dipping lower to tease her entrance. He lapped at her wetness, savoring her taste as her hips bucked against his face. 

Her fingers tangled in Levi's hair, tugging lightly as pleasure coursed through her. He groaned against her, the vibrations sending sparks through her core. His tongue plunged inside her, fucking her as his nose rubbed against her clit.

"Ah, Levi," she gasped, her hips grinding against his face as waves of pleasure washed over her. His tongue worked expertly, alternating between long, slow licks and quick flicks against her most sensitive spots.

Levi's body tensed as he watched her gentle whimpers turn into desperate moans. He could feel the heat radiating from her body, and his own arousal was hard to ignore. With each movement and breath, she stirred something within him. His cock throbbed in response, and he struggled to resist the urge to take her right then and there.

Her thighs began to tremble as she felt the tension building within her. Levi sensed her approaching climax and increased his efforts, his tongue circling her clit faster as he slid two fingers inside her. He curled them upwards, stroking that perfect spot inside her as his mouth continued to work on her clit. 

"Oh god, I'm gonna—" she cried out, her back arching as her orgasm hit her hard. Her body shook with the intensity of it, waves of pleasure radiating outwards from her core. Levi didn't let up, his fingers and tongue working her through every aftershock until she collapsed. 

Her body trembled as the waves of pleasure slowly went down. Levi pulled back, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand as he looked up at her with dark, hungry eyes. She was still catching her breath, eyes closed, chest rising and falling, when he stood and sat down in the seat beside her.

The distinct sound of a wrapper caught her attention, snapping her eyes open. She turned to see Levi pulling out a condom. He tore it open with his teeth and rolled it onto his already erect cock. A sharp pang of jealousy shot through her as she desperately tried to ignore the thought of him using this same routine with other girls at the movies.

She gasped, caught off guard as Levi suddenly lifted her and pulled her towards him, his hands firm on her waist. In one fluid, swift motion, he had her straddling his lap, her knees resting on either side of his legs, and her chest pressed close against his, her arms instinctively finding their way to the top of his shoulders. The unexpected intimacy left her breathless, her heart pounding as she met his intense stare. 

"You sure about this?" Levi asked. 

She nodded eagerly as she felt the head of his cock brush against her wet entrance, teasing her. "Yes, please," she breathed.

She gasped as Levi slowly guided her hips down, his thick cock stretching her as he entered her. She gripped his shoulders tightly, her nails digging into his skin as she adjusted to his size. Levi groaned softly, his hands on her waist as he helped her sink down onto him inch by inch.

"Fuck, you're tight," Levi muttered, his voice strained.

She whimpered as she finally took him all the way inside her. She paused for a moment, panting softly as she got used to the feeling of fullness. Levi's hands roamed her body, caressing her sides and back as he waited patiently for her to be ready.

After a few breaths, she began to move, rolling her hips experimentally. She slowly lifted herself, then sank back down onto Levi's cock. She started moving up and down in a gentle rhythm, enjoying every second of the feeling of him stretching and filling her with each thrust. Levi's hands gripped her hips, guiding her movements as he thrust up to meet her.

"God, you feel amazing," she gasped, her head falling back as pleasure coursed through her.

Levi leaned closer, pressing his face into her bouncing breasts. He kissed a path down her cleavage before taking one into his mouth and sucking eagerly, leaving behind small red marks that would surely be visible later. His hands slid up her back, pulling her closer as their pace quickened.

Her moans grew louder as Levi hit deeper inside her. She clung to him tightly, her nails digging into his back as the pleasure built. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the empty theater, mixing with their heavy breathing and gasps of pleasure.

Levi's hands gripped her ass, guiding her movements as he thrust up into her. He could feel her walls clenching around him, drawing him in deeper with each roll of her hips.

"Fuck, you feel so good," Levi groaned in her ear.

She whimpered in response, her movements becoming more frantic as she chased her release. She moved hard against him, feeling the friction of his cock hitting all the right spots inside her.

Levi sensed her growing desperation and suddenly gripped her hips, stilling her movements. Before she could protest, Levi lifted her off him and spun her around. 

"Bend over," he commanded.

Her heart raced as she obeyed, leaning forward and gripping the seat in front of her. She felt exposed and vulnerable in this position, but the thrill of it sent shivers down her spine.

Levi's hands roamed over her ass, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh. He spread her cheeks, exposing her wet pussy to him. She gasped as she felt the head of his cock teasing her entrance once again. Without warning, Levi thrust forward, filling her completely once again.

She gasped at the sudden fullness, her fingers gripping the seat tighter as Levi began to move. He started with slow, deep thrusts, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure through her body, making her gasp loudly.

Levi's hands gripped her hips, steadying her as he lifted her right leg and hooked it over his shoulder, turning her onto her side, as she clung to the backrest of the seat for support. She gasped loudly as Levi slid back inside her, pumping in and out of her in the new angle allowing him to penetrate even deeper than before.

"Ah! Fuck—," she moaned, her voice trembling. 

The position left her exposed, her leg held high as Levi's hand roamed her body. His fingers trailed along her inner thigh, teasing the sensitive skin before sliding up to cup her breast. She arched into his touch, her head falling back against his shoulder as pleasure coursed through her.

"Mmmph!” She bit her lower lip hard, trying to restrain her cries of ecstasy. She could feel him hit a particularly sensitive spot inside her. Her body trembled, growing weak from the intense pleasure as her back arched and her head leaned against the backrest.

Encouraged by her reaction, Levi angled his hips to hit that spot repeatedly. His thrusts became harder and faster, driving her closer to the edge with each movement. She could feel herself getting close, that familiar tension building in her lower abdomen. 

"Oh god, Levi," she gasped, her voice breathy and desperate. "Don't stop. I'm so close."

Levi’s grip on her hip tightened as he continued his relentless pace. 

"You want more?" Levi asked with a smirk.

"Yes," she whimpered. "Please, I need more."

Levi's fingers found her clit, tracing circles around it in time with his thrusts. Her body trembled as Levi's fingers focused on her clit. The dual sensations of his cock hitting deep inside her and his fingers on her most sensitive spot quickly pushed her towards the edge. Her breath came in short, desperate gasps as the pressure built.

"Oh god, oh god," she chanted, her voice rising in pitch. "I'm gonna come, I'm gonna—"

Her words cut off in a loud cry as her orgasm crashed over her. Her entire body contracting with release, her back arching as the pleasure radiated through her. Her cunt clenched around Levi's cock, drawing him in deeper.

Levi groaned at the feeling of her pulsing around him. He lowered her leg back to the floor before he continued thrusting through her climax, prolonging her pleasure. His movements became more erratic as he neared his own release. 

Her body trembled as the aftershocks of her peak rippled through her. Levi's breathing became ragged as he chased his own release. His fingers dug into her hips, pulling her back against him with each thrust.

"Fuck, I'm close," Levi groaned, his voice strained.

She gasped as she pushed back against him, meeting his thrusts as she felt him swell inside her. Levi let out a final, deep thrust and buried himself completely as he reached his climax. He let out a deep, raspy moan as he came, his hips jerking against her as he filled the condom.

For a moment, they stayed still, both panting heavily as they came down from their highs. Slowly, Levi’s grip on her relaxed and he slowly pulled out, causing her to whimper softly at the loss. He carefully removed the condom, tying it off and setting it aside to dispose of later.

She sat up properly in her seat, pulling her shirt down and fixing her skirt, just as Levi pulled up his pants before sitting beside her. They both sat quietly, their breathing slowly going back to normal.

She could feel the heat from Levi's body next to hers. Her skin felt warm and damp with sweat.

She ran a hand through her messy hair, trying to smooth it down.

Levi leaned his head back against the seat. She glanced over at him, taking in his profile in the dim light. She felt unsure what to say or do now that the heat of the moment had passed.

After a few moments of silence, Levi turned his head slightly, his expression was unreadable as ever. He looked directly at her eyes and she felt her face heating up, suddenly shy in the aftermath of their encounter. 

"So...that happened," she murmured.

Levi exhaled quietly, a faint hint of amusement flashing in his eyes. "Not something you usually do on a Friday night, I assume." His tone was as dry as usual, but there was a hint of warmth underneath.

She laughed awkwardly, shaking her head. "Yeah. Definitely not. This was...unexpected."

"Beats watching those cheesy romance movies alone, doesn't it?"

She rolled her eyes but couldn't help smiling."Some of those movies have their charms."

"Sure they do," Levi replied dryly. 

They fell into silence again, but it felt more comfortable now. Her mind was racing, trying to process everything that had just happened. Part of her couldn't believe she'd just had sex with the grumpy janitor in an empty movie theater. Another part of her was already wondering if it would happen again.

"What about you? Is this... a regular thing for you?" She asked.

Levi's expression remained neutral. "Fucking strangers in the theater? Can't say it is." He said looking up at the ceiling.

She bit her lip, hesitating before speaking again. "I'm Y/N, by the way… In case you were wondering who you just… you know."

"Levi," he replied, even though she had just moaned his name a few moments ago.

"So..." she started hesitantly. "Do you make a habit of this? Hooking up with girls after hours?"

Levi turned to look at her fully, his expression serious.

"No," Levi said firmly, his eyes locking onto hers. “I don’t. Not really my thing."

Levi’s words hung in the air for a moment before her mind caught up with them. She blinked, trying to process what he had just said. “Wait, really?”

Levi turned his head slightly, his expression blank. “Why would you think otherwise?” he asked.

She bit her lip, feeling a flush creep up her neck. She shifted uncomfortably, her hands fidgeting with the hem of her shirt.

“Well… you had a condom,” she murmured, glancing away. “Kinda seemed like you carry those around at work… you know, just in case.”

Levi’s expression remained deadpan. “I don’t carry them for fun. I have to refill those stupid vending machines in the bathrooms,” he said flatly. “It’s just part of the job.”

She blinked, surprised. She hadn’t expected that answer. Her mind raced as the details sank in, and it actually made sense.

“Oh,” she said, a small laugh escaping her. “Well, that’s... practical.”

Levi nodded as though it was the most natural thing in the world. “You’d be surprised how often people go to the bathroom for more than just business,” he added disgusted.

Her cheeks burned, and she couldn’t help but laugh awkwardly. The memory of her rushing into the bathroom just a few minutes ago flooded back “Yeah,” she said awkwardly. “That’s... weird.”

They sat in silence for another moment, the air between them charged with an unfamiliar tension. 

Her mind raced, unsure what to do or say next. Part of her wanted to lean in and kiss him again, to see if the spark was still there. Another part felt suddenly self-conscious, hyperaware of her messy appearance and the fact that she had just fucked a man she barely knew.

"So,” Levi said, snapping her out of her thoughts, and breaking the silence. “You got anything else planned for tonight?" he asked, his eyes never leaving her. 

She was caught off guard by the question. She hesitated for a moment, trying to gather her thoughts before answering, "Uh...no, not really," she said. 

She hadn't expected him to ask her something so casual, especially after everything that had just happened.

Levi’s lips curled into a sly smirk, his eyes filled with intrigue as he leaned in closer. He gently lifted her chin and tilted her head back, causing her to look up at him.

"Good," he said as he ran his thumb down her lip, watching her closely as she trembled under his touch. "Because I'm not done with you yet."

[ninibeingdelulu]

It's too much ?

a/n: suggestiveness (a lot)

Your fingernails rake down the taut planes of his heaving back as his hips pin you deliciously to the mattress.

Swollen lips crash together in a messy tangle of heat and need drawing breathy whimpers from your very core with each sinful sweep of his tongue.

"Mmm..." Another desperate moan catches in your throat when he grinds down with purpose, coaxing delirious friction against that throbbing ache rapidly blooming between your thighs.

His name drips like melted sin from your kiss-swollen mouth in encouragement.

Before you can even register the movement, he suddenly wrenches away - chest heaving and his eyes wide with molten arousal.

You whine pitifully at the abrupt loss of contact until his forehead thumps against your shoulder accompanied by a strangled groan torn straight from his gut.

"Fuck..."

The singular expletive rasps out in an utterly wrecked breath fanning over your already feverish skin.

You can't bite back the husky giggle that bubbles up at how thoroughly ruined that typically stoic demeanor has become in mere moments.

"Aw...can't handle a few little kisses there, baby ?"

You tease with a breathy lilt, fingers ghosting back up to toy with the damp strands sticking to his nape.

"My lips must be very good to have you so hot and bothered already..."

His head shakes minutely against your collarbone before shifting enough to angle that scorching bedroom stare directly into your now hopelessly dazed one.

Those powerful hands instantly slide upwards to map every tantalizingly bare inch - practically searing your flesh in tingling trails.

"No...I can handle those just fine..."

He visibly shudders when you boldly arch up into his caressing palms with a teasing whimper for emphasis.

"It's the obscene little noises you keep making,...shit. You have no idea what those fucking sounds do to me..."

He punctuates that particular statement by sealing his mouth over yours once again with a possessive growl quickly swallowed between famished lips.

You smile victoriously into the fiery clash of tongues and roaming hands intent on reducing you both to puddles before morning's light.

cloud strife, zack fair, megumi fushiguro, satoru gojo, suguru geto, rin itoshi, sae itoshi, yoichi isagi, michael kaiser, sasuke uchiwa, aki hayawaka, katsuki bakugo, shoto todoroki, shota aizawa, levi ackerman, eren jaeger

[ponderingmoonlight]

Levi being separated from his wife for years after joining the scouts but finding his way back to her

Pairing: husband!Levi x fem!reader

Word Count: 2,7k

Synopsis: Just before Erwin was about to catch you in the underground city, Levi begs you to stay behind and promises to return. Years pass, years in which he never reached out once. Until an unexptected visitor knocks on your door.

Warnings: heavy angst to comfort, the last part is not proofread so have mercy, please let me know what you think as this is the second aot fanfic I'm posting <3

Tags: @lees-chaotic-brain @sanicsmut @levislegislation

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You move with almost frightening speed around the countless buildings, escaping the hands of the blonde male behind you by razor’s edge. Why the hell are the survey corps so much stronger than the military police? So skilled with the 3D manoeuvre gear that it’s almost scary, haunting after you so fast that it’s getting harder and harder to escape their grasps. But everything is going according to plan, right? You need to get yourself caught, you need to join the survey crops, you-

“Move to the left. Just keep going and don’t look back. You are skilled enough to escape them alone.”

Your glossy eyes dart towards your husband in disbelief. No, he can’t be serious about what he just said. That would mean…

“But we’ll get separated”, you argue.

Levi is fully aware of what he’s asking from you. But given the neck-breaking speed and the skills of the people behind you, the risk of getting caught is greater than the benefit of staying together. And that man…Even though he promised you the world, Levi could tell by the sound of his voice that he isn’t trustworthy. He might go to hell, he might die in the process, but you.

There is absolutely no way in hell he’ll risk your life.

At least you’d be safe, even if it means he’ll be away from you for some time.  

“I never intended on taking you with me, (y/n). If we’ll get separated, I will come and find you here. I promise.”

His words don’t make any sense while you shake your head in mistrust. But you agreed on going together, all four of you. Why would you stay behind, why would he even suggest something like that?

“(y/n), I don’t want to lose you because of a mission. Please, move left.”

You don’t know what to do, mind completely clouded by anger, fear and uncertainty. You would trust your husband with everything, laying your life right into his hands. But this? This means you might never see again, this means he’ll leave you here for who knows how long, this means your husband could lose his life for freedom.

“But what if I lose you?”

“You will never lose me. I promise I’ll come back to you, just trust me with this one. I love you, (y/n).”

You take a deep breath, the next intersection coming closer and closer. It’s time to make a decision.

Will you move left like Levi begged you to or will you move right and followi him like you initially planned?  

With a load of gas you propel yourself past a building, moving with horrendous speed down the tight side streets of the underground.

One last glance. One last glance into the eyes of the man who is the only light in your life, one last glance into the cold blue eyes of the man who is now chasing after him.

“You better come back to me, Levi Ackerman”, you mutter to yourself while holding back bitter tears.

-a few years later-

“Take it or leave it. I will find someone else who’ll buy it.”

“Are you up on sale too?”

That’s enough. With a swift motion, you pierce through the man’s dirty hand with your knife before turning around and leaving his house in company of his pathetic screams.

It’s been years. Years since Levi go taken away from you by that blonde man with blue eyes, years since he promised that he’ll come back.

But he never did. With fast and skilled motions, you swing around, making your way back home before the military police starts getting on your nerves again.

Everything seems so cold since he left. Your worn-down house, the bed you used to share, your whole fucking life. Who knows what happened after they got caught. Are all of them still alive? Maybe something went wrong, maybe they die-

No. You shake your head vehemently. This is simply not possible. Levi Ackerman would never die through the hands of a titan, let alone a member of the survey corps. That’s absolutely impossible, unbelievable to say the least. Maybe he started a new life on the surface with his friends, lying under the sun right now while eating the most exquisite food.

Good for him. If you weren’t still stuck in this hell.

A few harsh knocks on the door rip you out of your dreams.

“Who the hell is this?”, you grumble to yourself.

You don’t expect any visitors today. To be exact, you never expected anyone to visit you. So who could this be? The man you threatened before? The military police officers you stole from? Whatever, you will figure it out somehow.

But when you open the door, you aren’t greeted by the face of a disgusting officer. No, you stare right into ice-blue eyes.

“When will you finally let me get her?”

He missed you every single day since you parted your way back then in the underground city. How are you? What are you doing? Are you even alive? Levi’s hands clenched into fist just by the thought of it. Countless lonely night that felt so empty without you by his side, countless people he lost during the process. If you knew what happened…

“Is a woman really that important to you? She must be someone really special if you’re still asking about her”, Erwin commented, staring at the captain sitting in front of him with eagle eyes.

Yes, he does remember you. The girl who took the left path back then, the only one him and his squad weren’t able to catch.

“She is my wife. If you don’t allow me to get her, I will quit my service”, Levi suddenly barked at his commander.

How unexpected. Even though Erwin could tell that you’ve meant something to him when he decided to leave you in the underground city, he never thought his relations to you would go that deep.

“Fine, if that’s what you wish I’ll go and escort her.”

“I will get her myself-“

“You have a job to do, remember? I will take Moblit with me, it shouldn’t take long, given she cooperates.”

Did he even have a choice? One look into Erwin’s face showed him more than urgent that this is nothing to be discussed. And even though he hates to admit it, somehow Erwin is right. These brats were unpredictable, along with Hange.

“Fine”, Levi finally grumbled.

As long as you’ll finally be back in his arms, he won’t complain.

“You”, you hiss through gritted teeth.

Your whole body begins to tremble in thick rage, eyes darting right through his spoiled soul. His eyes haunted you in your dreams, how he talked to your husband back then, how they pushed his gorgeous face into the dirt. You will never forgive him. No, nothing in the world could make you forgive the blonde man in front of you who stole your life away from you so cruel.

“Where is Levi?”

“Maybe if you calm down-“

“SHUT UP”, you immediately interrupt the other man behind him.

“You will pay for all these fucking years I had to live without him. You will pay for every sleepless night, for every tear that I cried. You will pay with your own pathetic life!”

With a swift motion, you lower the knife out of your sleeve, ready to hit his carotid artery with full force.

Until you suddenly fall to the ground, the last thing you are able to see being this asshole’s boots before everything turns black…

“I…hate…y-“

Silence, darkness, nothingness.

“You didn’t have to hit her this hard. Levi will definitely make you pay for punching his wife”, Erwin comments dryly before gently lifting your numb body over his shoulder.

“His wife, huh? No wonder she’s so feisty, what a pain in the ass”, Moblit remarks.

“I understand her anger. After all, I hid her husband for multiple years from her. Let’s see how she acts when she wakes up…”

-back at the base camp-

“Who’s this woman?”, Eren mumbles into his best friend’s ear, staring at the lifeless female body laying in front of Erwin’s feet.

“They just came back with her. But nobody seems to know who she is”, Armin clarifies.

Everything hurts. Your back, your head, your limbs feel like falling off every second. You feel like hit by a horse…Did the military police catch you? Did someone come for you? Impossible…

You rub your head, lids blinking against the harsh light. Where the hell are you? And why is it so damn bright here? This definitely isn’t the candle in the middle of your bedroom.

You lift your trembling limbs off the ground, groaning when a new wave of nausea rolls over you. God, why do you feel so bad? You can’t even remember what happened last. You were at the underground, you made a deal with that asshole, you returned home, it knocked.

It knocked.

Your eyes widen in pure horror when his face lights up in your head. He. He was there. The man who stole your life from you, the man who took your husband with him.

“I’m glad you’re awake, he should return every minute-“

“You.”

Your eyes roam around without an aim until his cold blue eyes meet yours.

“You took everything from me!” you scream on top of your lungs.

The air around you heats up immediately, all the voices quieting down in an instant when your trembling index finger darts towards commander Erwin Smith.

“You took my life from me, you stole my husband and now you kidnap me! I’ve had enough, you’ll pay for all your sins, for how miserable you made my life! Do you know how many lonely nights I begged for him to return, that I even started praying for him to come back home to me? You promised freedom but caged me to the underground in my hopeless dream of him returning someday!”

Again, you shoot towards him with your knife in your hand. Fuck, you hate the way hot tears start to sting in your eyes and take your sight, but you can’t help yourself. This man in front of you is the epitome of living hell, the reason you suffered all these goddamn years. You aim for his neck, ready to slice him open like a fish along with a toe-curling scream that escapes your trembling lips.

“Don’t.”

The sheer force of a pair of fingers wrapped around your wrist is enough to make you stop. This almost sounded like…

“Levi.”

“I have to explain all this to you calmly. Please put down your knife, (y/n).”

“You have some fucking nerve”, you mutter under your breath, eyes darting towards him for the first time in years.

He looks just like you remember him, figure roaming over you for a few inches, eyes as calm as the ocean, hair neatly trimmed. Yes, he is just as attractive as you remembered.

And alive.

And this is the first time you see him, after so many years.

“Where have you been all this time, huh?”, you cry out.

You free yourself out of his grasp, now storming towards him.

“What about the promise you made back then, that you’ll return to me?”

Your hands push against his firm chest harshly, fists slamming over and over against his tight muscles while all he does is standing there.

“You left me without saying goodbye, without even thinking about me twice. Do you know how much I cried that day, how much I missed my fucking husband?”

Tears stream down your face like a waterfall, voice so hoarse that it’s hard to cough out a single word that makes sense.

“Why didn’t you come back? Why did you leave me in the dark? Why-“

He can’t hold back any longer. Before you continue your ramblings, before you are able to hit him again, Levi wraps his arms around you and buries his face in the crook of your neck. God, how much he missed this, how much he missed the simplicity of holding his wife in his arms.

“I love you, (y/n)”, he breathes against your ear.

You see stars, feel like fainting, want to push him away while all you want is to be held at the same time. Countless nights you imagined what it would be like to meet him again, countless nights you pondered about his life, where he might live, what he is doing.

And now he’s standing in front of you, pressing you tightly against his firm body while all you can do is break down and cry in his inviting arms.

“Back then, I have asked you to move left because I feared what lies behind the walls. And I was right, (y/n). The things I saw, the countless lives the titans took. Isabel and Furan, they… They died on our first expedition. It wasn’t safe to drag you into this world. Even if I wanted nothing more than to hold you in my arms again, I figured it would be easier to know you live as far away from the titans and me than being in danger…”

“You idiot”, you spit into the face you learned to love long ago.

“I would rather die by your side than live alone at the safest place. Don’t you understand that all I wanted was to be with you?”

Your words echo through his mind, the past years replaying themselves in front of his eyes like a movie. It’s been so damn long. He should have asked about getting you sooner, he should have moved hell and earth to get you out of the underground.

“I’m sorry about all those years, (y/n). You were the only thing on my mind this whole time, I was longing for your touch, for your presence. I wrote a list of things I want to show you. I know how much I’m asking for, but please forgive me, please be by my side right here and now.”

Is it really this simple? Is one look in his lovely face enough to forget all those years you’ve waited for him? Your heart pounds hard against your ribcage, all pairs of eyes seem to be set on you. What are you supposed to do?

“A simple sorry won’t take away all those years I’ve waited for you.”

Levi swallows hard, this usual cool composure slowly but surely breaking away. Fuck, he messed up. He should have gone after you immediately, he should have ignored Erwin’s advice. If you leave him right here on the spot…His eyes widen in thick fear. No, this would completely tear him apart. After all, you are his precious wife, the love of his life, the only reason he kept going despite all the people that died in front of his eyes.

“But I won’t live in the past with regrets. I was hoping forward for this day so long, let’s enjoy it.”

And then you return his hug, wrapping your arms around his ribcage like you used to. Levi lets himself fall into your touch, soaks in the decent smell of citrons on your clothes. God, how much he missed this, how much he missed you.

“We will never return to the underground, my darling. Your place is right here under the sun.”

You press your lips against his hungrily, soaking up this precious moment. This is exactly how you imagined your reunion. Maybe a few years earlier, maybe being escorted by himself. But god, you can’t help but get lost against his mouth, your fingers re-discovering the valleys of his well-toned body.

“Huh, what’s going on here? HUH, DID I MISS SOMETHING!?”

Levi slowly removes his lips from yours, cold eyes staring darkly behind you. You follow his gaze, looking directly into the way too near face someone wearing glasses.

“This is my wife, shitty four-eyes. Can you stop bothering her?”

“WHAT? You never mentioned anything about a wife! Oh, what a gorgeous woman she is! And you’re just as small as Levi himself. Huh, maybe that’s what comes with living under the ground, right? But don’t worry, you will be just fine here! Apart from some titans here and there, and maybe titan shifters and don’t forget those-“

“Shut.Up.”, Levi hisses through gritted teeth.

[sparkywrites25]

Mine Forever

Summary: Petra and Levi celebrate their decision

Pairing: Levi Ackerman x Petra Ral | Rivetra

Taglist: @lunar-rainclouds @captain-natey @wholeheartedly-alex

There was no need for words as Petra stepped backwards into the bedroom, Levi’s hands on her hips. Their eyes and their hands said everything as her lover guided her towards the centre of the room and the bed. The door was kicked into a close behind them while hands roamed over clothes, unfastening them. Soft kisses accompanied heavy breaths and delightful shivers. The high of the proposal wrapped around Petra tightly, heightening every sensation that Levi gave her. 

The bedroom was a little cooler than the lounge but warmth greeted Petra’s bare skin as piece after piece of clothing joined the growing pile on the floor. Something that Levi would normally have complained about but right now her lips were fastened onto Petra’s, her hands cupping Petra’s breasts, squeezing them. 

“Love you,” Petra whispered between kisses, parting her lips to meet Levi’s deep kiss. Her hands wrapped around her fiancee’s shoulders, fingers tangling in her hair, holding her in the kiss as a moan tumbled out of her and into the kiss. 

Levi caught her breath, her hands dropping to cup Petra’s ass so she could lift her onto the bed. “Love you too,” she murmured, her gaze falling between Petra’s legs. The shorter woman landed on the bed and began crawling back to the headboard, giving Levi the space to follow her, between her widening legs. Levi’s paler hands slid up Petra’s lightly tanned thighs, spreading them some more so that she could lie between them. She slid her arms so they hooked underneath Petra’s thighs, lifting her crotch so that Levi had a much better view of her lover’s glistening arousal. “So ready for me,” she breathed. 

Petra’s hand returned to Levi’s hair, playing with it as it tumbled over her shoulders. “Always,” she smiled through quiet pants of desire and anticipation. “Please,” she added, fingers still stroking the dark, fine strands, her knuckles caressing Levi’s shoulder. 

Levi kissed her thigh gently, and licked it, making Petra shudder. She licked higher up, enjoying the way Petra’s moans began to rise in pitch. Her fingers in Levi’s hair increased their grip. The tug sent ripples of pleasure down to the captain’s own womanhood and her kisses climbed higher up Petra’s leg, inches away from her centre. 

“Mmm, yes, mm!” Petra’s hips lifted up and Levi’s palms flattened over them to hold them down. 

“Patience, Petra.”

More kisses landed at the edge of where Petra needed them to be and she whined down at Levi, her amber eyes half-closed in wanting. The sight made Levi even wetter and she rubbed her own thighs together. Fuck, she needed to taste her now. 

Levi smirked against her lover’s skin and tilted her head so her face was pressed against Petra’s folds, She breathed in the intoxicating scent of her even as arousal coated her own face. With a flick of her eyes towards Petra’s half-lidded ones, she licked over her cunt in a long stripe. Petra’s hand found the back of her head as a noisy moan slipped out of the ginger-haired woman. Satisfaction flared in Levi’s chest as she watched Petra’s eyes close completely. She moaned against Petra’s folds, letting the vibrations run through the woman. 

“Oh!” Petra gasped while Levi’s smirk deepened. Dark hair tickled Petra’s thigh as Levi licked her again, another long movement followed by some shorter ones. Small groans tumbled out of the redhead’s mouth. She threw her head back against the pillow, arching her back as ecstasy swam through her. “Oh…mmm… Levi.. mmmm…”

Levi adored the way Petra’s hands moved to cup her own breasts where her nipples had hardened from Levi’s earlier ministrations. She watched, hypnotized, as Petra played with the soft mounds, giving Levi a show which, in accompaniment to her moans, sent more and more arousal down to Levi’s clit. Levi could feel it dripping down her thighs so she rubbed them together again. 

She set a mixed pace of the motions of her mouth, alternating between lengths of her licks and the pace of them. Sometimes she would apply a little more pressure, letting her tongue dip through Petra’s slit (which inspired out the most beautiful, low groans out of Petra’s perfect lips) and at other times she would lick so weakly that Petra would try and buck up into her mouth. Her hands would press harder against Petra’s hips to hold her down and still the younger woman would writhe beneath them, reminding Levi constantly of the strength she possessed, of how well she’d earned her place on Levi’s squad.  Her grip on the back of Levi’s head only cemented that. 

Very quickly, Petra stopped trying to quiet her moans and succumbed to outright cries of pleasure, often wordless and accompanied by an arch of her back and her pushing her chest up into the air. Levi’s own arousal continued to stream down her thighs. She wondered if she would actually be able to come like this. She kind of wanted to find out but she also wanted to feel herself come undone by other means. Maybe Petra’s mouth or her fingers or even by grinding up against that soft, perfect body. Levi groaned against Petra’s pussy as the image overwhelmed her for a moment, pushing her further along her own path to bliss. 

Petra’s knees bent, her feet planting themselves down on the ground so her kneecaps could poke up into the air. Both hands had moved to hold Levi’s head against her. Her body was shivering in waves of anticipation, her eyes half-closed as she moaned over and over. “Fuck, L-Levi… yes… need you… need you so much.”

“Yeah?” Levi whispered against her clit. The air brushing against Petra’s pussy only made her buck harder towards Levi’s face. Levi’s hands on her hips increased their grip, always mindful of her own strength. Her mind flashed back to her early training years when she would misjudge her own capabilities and the impact of them. She had hurt a number of people who she hadn’t cared much for at the time but she still looked back on it with some shame. Kenny had been impressed by it. 

“If you’re a woman. people will see you as an easier target regardless of whether you are or not. You’re best putting them in your place before they make those assumptions. Shut them down before they get out there.” Levi pushed those thoughts away. Why was she thinking about him at a time like this?

“Levi,” Petra’s voice had shifted. Her hands had moved to Levi’s cheeks. Something must have shown on her face, Levi realised. “You okay?”

Levi smiled and kissed Petra’s thigh. “I’m fine, really.” She licked Petra again, replacing the woman’s look of concern with an expression of ecstasy. She welcomed the feeling of Petra’s legs hooking over her shoulders. Her hands moved to hold the outside of her thighs, smiling against her fiancee’s intimate parts. She teased her entrance over and over before slipping her tongue inside her folds. 

Petra’s cry came louder than ever. “Oh god!” she tugged on Levi’s hair. “Y-yes, oh! Mmm!” she hummed as Levi’s tongue got to work on pleasuring her deeper. 

Levi sucked up as much as she could as she drove Petra closer and closer to the edge. Her own legs were rubbing together hard, trying to ease the friction from her own arousal. Forcing herself not to cum from the sounds of Petra’s pleasure alone was becoming harder and harder for her. She moved a hand down between Petra’s legs, her fingers slipping into her lover to hold her lips open, making it easier for Levi to explore her heat with her tongue.

Petra cried out again and her body trembled. Her hands fisted in Levi’s dark locks. Levi felt her walls clench around her fingers. “Mmm Levi, Levi, Levi…” her name burst out of Petra’s mouth in a rapid succession of panting moans. 

“Touch yourself,” Levi spoke against her clit. “Let me watch you.” Petra’s hands loosened in her hair. “That’s it.” Levi encouraged between licks over Petra’s folds. “Play with those pretty tits for me.”

Still shaking, Petra’s hands moved to cup her mounds once again, rolling and playing with them in her palms. Arousal pooled even more between her legs at Levi’s words and Levi lapped it up seductively. She groaned against Petra as she watched her writhe from her own touch. 

“So close, huh?” Levi murmured with kisses up and down Petra’s slit. “You wanna cum for me?”

“Y-yes.” Petra managed to gasp out. “Feels so good. I can’t- can’t hang on - oh captain!” she cried out as Levi’s tongue delved back into her, deeper than before. “I-ah-ah!” Words broke away from her as she crossed the threshold of her orgasm. Back arched and eyes closed, her cry carried through the cabin. Her juices spilled into Levi’s mouth and her body spasmed in the release of pleasure. 

Levi’s hands secured Petra’s thighs close to her head as she drank up what Petra had to offer, allowing her approving hums to prolong the sensation, drawing out her fiancee’s orgasm even more. 

Eventually Petra completely sagged, her legs dropping from Levi’s shoulders, her eyes half-lidden and content as she caught her breath. She gazed up at Levi, who immediately crawled up her body, kissing her thighs, her stomach, and her breasts before reaching her lips and giving her a taste of herself. Her arms wrapped around her lover’s smaller body, pressing her own against it, building the heat between her legs. 

Petra returned the kiss with a sated, languid effort, holding Levi over her with arms wrapped around her shoulders. “Mmm, love you,” she breathed between more heated kisses. “Love you so much.”

Levi softly groaned into her next kiss, filling the movements of her mouth with the love she held for Petra, her lips stroking, her tongue exploring that sweetness. “Love you,” she whispered as her lips painted Petra’s neck with tender touches. 

Petra ran her hands around Levi’s back, her fingers rubbing into the areas she knew tensed up the most. She let her fingers dig into the muscle and smiled as Levi breathed hard into her skin in appreciation. Petra tilted her head a little to kiss Levi’s neck. She continued to rub, accompanying each circle with another kiss to her neck. 

“Where do you want to cum?” Petra asked, alternating kisses with licks now, tasting the slight saltiness of Levi’s perspiration on her skin. “In my mouth?” she wondered. “On my fingers?” she suggested, stroking her girlfriend - no, fiancee’s - sides. 

“Hmm,” Levi lifted her mouth back to Petra’s, pushing her tongue gently inside and exploring the heat there. 

Petra moaned into it, her fingers returning to Levi’s hair to softly tug at it. It was Levi’s turn to moan while her own hands found Petra’s thighs and pulled them further open. She then adjusted herself so her womanhood pressed against Petra’s. Petra shivered at how wet Levi was. 

“Think I’ll come on that sweet little pussy,” she told Petra with a smile, nudging her nose before kissing her again, just as intensely. She rubbed herself against Petra and swallowed down the soft noise of delight as her hips began their pace, rocking against Petra, stimulating both with their soaking folds. “Like this? That feel good?” she teased as Petra’s eyes rolled back in delight. 

Petra’s eyes opened fully as Levi rested her forehead against hers, narrow grey-blue meeting wide amber ones and both pairs filled with the same feelings, the same wanting and love and pleasure. Petra cupped Levi’s cheeks, pulling her into another deep kiss. 

“Feels so good.” Petra breathed again. “Do you feel good?”

“Fuck, yeah,” Levi whispered against her mouth. “Been feeling good since you started making those pretty noises with my tongue in your pussy. You like me eating you out, huh? You look so fucking beautiful when I fuck you out.”

“Y-you do it so w-well,” Petra gasped as Levi’s jumping reawakened her own pleasure between her legs. “I wanna see you cum. Want to taste you.”

Carefully, Levi plucked out of Petra’s hands away from her upper back and reached it down between them. She slid her lover’s finger inside her own folds and released a quiet moan as Petra’s gaze darkened with lust. 

Petra pushed her finger in deeper, loving the feeling of how easily she could move it in and out. Her eyes flicked back up to Levi’s face as she reached further in, curling her finger in search of that sweet spot. 

Levi’s hands braced her on the bed. Pleasure rippled up and down her body making her dizzy. She was so close now. “Fuck, Petra, almost there.”

“Oh yeah?” Petra smiled up at her, swirling her finger inside her. Her fingertip brushed against Levi’s sweet spot once then twice and then a third time. Levi let out a cry, thrusting hard onto Petra’s finger. Petra mischievously slid a second finger in and Levi stilled as her orgasm crashed over her. She heard Petra gasp in adoration as Levi spilled over her hand, wrist and pussy. 

Levi rode the feeling out with rough thrusts of her hips until she felt her high begin to subside. She let herself drop down onto Petra’s chest gently, using her forearms to take some of the weight as she did. Beneath her. she watched Petra bring her fingers, slick with Levi’s cum, to her mouth and suck them off one by one, eyes on Levi.

Fucking minx, Levi smiled as she lay her cheek on Petra’s breast. She kissed the soft mound with a tired sigh. Petra’s other hand moved around her head, alternating playing with her dark hair and stroking the back of her head. The motions lulled Levi slowly in a state of relaxation. 

For some minutes, they lay there catching their breath, snuggling into each other. 

“I like celebrating our engagement,” Petra teased breathlessly as she continued to stroke Levi’s hair. “I think I’ve got a taste for it.”

“I’d say you’ve had more than a taste,” Levi retorted, leaning over her to meet her lips in a kiss that allowed her to taste herself on Petra’s tongue. “Mmm someone indulged themselves didn’t they?” She peppered kisses down Petra’s jawline, loving how her fiancee melted under her touch. 

“I don’t have the willpower to resist that, Captain.” Petra breathed. 

“Maybe we should work on that.” Levi suggested as she lowered her lips to Petra’s nipple and began to suck. 

“Oh mmmm…. yes…. I think I might need some private… oh!” Petra whined as Levi’s tongue circled her hardened bud clockwise and then anti-clockwise. “Levi- oh!” she gasped when Levi switched nipples. She reached a hand down between her legs. “Gonna cum again if you keep doing that.” Although she began to grin as she said it. Somehow she wasn’t quite ready to slip away to dreamland just yet. Not when she had a dream waiting for her, right here and now.

Levi smiled. “If you’re done for the night, I’ll stop,” she assured Petra though there was a knowing glint behind that smile. 

Petra slipped her hand around Levi’s face, pulling her back to her lips. “I’m not done with you,” she promised as they kissed.

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The bedroom smelt of sex and sweat two hours later. 

Petra bounced on Levi’s lap, as their womanhoods rubbed together, building a beautiful friction that had Petra leaning back in ecstasy already. Levi’s hands held her back as she bucked against her. Their cheeks were flushed with the heavy warmth of the room and their own physical exhaustion. Their hours of lovemaking, while broken up by periods of dozing, had taken so much out of them. As Levi leaned up to suck on Petra’s breasts, her eyelids felt heavy at long last. 

Still got to have a bath, she reminded herself with surprising half-hearted-ness, and change the sheets. 

But as she gazed up at Petra’s trembling, euphoric form in the diminishing candlelight, as she struggled under the heavy blanket of weariness, she considered that maybe just maybe it could wait until the morning. 

Petra came once more with a hoarser cry, tumbling into Levi’s open arms so they both fell back fully against the bed again. Her orgasm pulled Levi into hers and with a groan, she wrapped herself around Petra fully and began to ride it out. 

What little energy she had was fading fast and Petra was already sleepily snuggling into her neck, catching for breath and growing limper and limper. She looked like an angel and Levi reached up to kiss the top of her head. An angel you’re going to marry, she reminded herself with a sleepy smile. 

Just this once, clean up could wait until the morning. 

After all, she’d slept in worse places in her life. 

[ventismacchiato]

COMMUNITY NOTES INTERN

levi ackerman x gender neutral reader

modern universe, college students. everyone aged up levi runs the community notes on twitter, which erwin is in charge of for some reason. erwin new twitter ceo everyone! fast paced and cracky in honor of aot anniversary! also isayama said levi would get nervous/stuttery around the person he likes so i tried to emulate that a bit

[kentopedia]

౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹ COME BACK TO BED — levi ackerman

summary . . . you crave levi, but he isn't there when you wake up.

contents . . . f!reader, nsfw mdni, cock warming, office (?) sex, creampie, piv, unprotected sex, fluff, honestly i haven't been in much of a mood to write smut but this has been in my drafts for a while so it gets really soft at the end— 2.2k

you walk into the room, frowning at the sight of your lover still behind his desk, bent over the parchment. light shadows his face, sparkling over him like a candle, illuminating him in a yellow hue. he’s so beautiful, and you ache for him. the desperation inside of you only grows, even though it is dually coated in worry. 

“levi?” you say, lips drawn down as you approach, blinking away your sleepiness. “why are you still working?” 

it’s nearly three in the morning; the bed was cold and empty when you left, and the middle of winter was unforgiving. though levi didn’t sleep often, he, at least, made an effort to when you were at his side. tonight, though, it seems he’s given up on the matter, scribbling notes on the paperwork instead.

“i have to finish this by tomorrow,” levi says, dismissive, not even bothering to glance up. 

your frown deepens, and you repeat his name, softer as you come around the side of the desk. you’d woken up so desperate for him, and when he was not there to coax an orgasm out of you, you’d tried to take on the task yourself. 

though, your fingers didn’t feel as nice as his did, hadn’t reached the places inside of you that his cock could. and, you craved it, craved him so much that you hadn’t been able to go back to sleep. 

“come back to bed,” you mutter, but even then, you can hear the desperation in your voice, the subtle tone that it takes on whenever you want him badly. 

his writing stops. he turns back to you, eyes hardening as you place a gentle hand on his shoulder. you run your soft fingertips along the juncture between his neck and jaw, batting your eyelashes at him so sweetly. 

there’s a dark look in his irises that you pick up on easily, but you can’t tell if he’s irritated with you, or if it’s the lust that is spreading in the ocean of his eyes. his jaw sets, and his normally straight mouth draws tighter. “i have to finish this.” 

“can i stay here, then?” 

he sticks his tongue into the side of his cheek. “i’m—”

you can already hear his protest, how he’ll say your name so softly in an apology, kiss you on the lips before sending you back to your shared room. but you’re determined to get your way tonight, and you can feel the wetness gathering between your legs, the ache still thrumming through your body. 

“want you inside me, levi,” you say softly, almost begging as you lean down to whisper into his ear. “please.” 

levi stops, eyeing you with the intensity that he faces with everyone, an intensity that doesn’t always soften for you. still, by now, you’re used to it — find it endearing, really, how serious he can be. 

“you going to be a distraction?” levi scans your face. 

you jut your lower lip out just a bit, almost pouting, “no,” you promise. “just want to feel you.” 

for a moment, he considers, before finally relenting. levi sighs, then pulls back the chair, his strong thighs on display as you maneuver yourself onto his lap. even the brief feeling of his knee against your clothed cunt sends a sharp whimper through you. 

“you can’t move. i’ve put this off for long enough.” 

“since when did you care about any of that?” you ask, yawning as you slip your pants off your hips. “i thought hange did the paperwork, anyway.” 

“if only.” he gives you a pointed look, tracing your jaw with his thumb. “just sit still.” 

levi focuses his attention back on the paperwork, and when you spare a brief glance at it, you notice that it’s reports from the past few missions. for the government in the interior, assigned specifically to captain levi. 

you refrain from a sarcastic remark, and instead, slide levi’s zipper down, waiting for any reaction. he gives you none, signs his name on the bottom line, and flips the parchment over. 

“levi,” you start, but he shushes you again, kissing your cheek dismissively. 

“no talking.” 

“you’re so rude.” 

he raises his eyebrow, but you slide his cock out of his pants, warming it in your palm. a soft little sigh leaves him as you stroke him until he’s hard, but he schools his expression into a neutral position, leaning back in the chair. 

you’re naked from the waist down, but he doesn’t seem to care. with something of a frown, you slip his cock inside you and sink your hips down. your fingers dig into his shoulders as you move, sliding right into him.

levi’s dark eyes dart towards you. “shit,” he gasps, his other hand holding onto your hips. “why are you so wet already?” 

a small whimper leaves you as he fills you up, stretches your walls, as you settle onto his cock. though it feels so good, you squeeze his arms and try not to move. “you weren’t there when i woke up,” you say, resting your head on his shoulder and pressing a kiss to the space between his neck. “so i tried to take care of it myself.”

levi’s eyes flash. “dirty girl.” his voice is deeper, a rumble that you feel in his chest. “couldn’t help but touch yourself to the thought of me when i wasn’t there, hm? but i bet your fingers weren’t enough, were they?” 

you exhale deeply, shaking with the need to move as your walls flutter around him. “levi.” 

“needed my cock inside you instead, didn’t you, love? probably would’ve begged me to fuck you until you were tired enough to fall back asleep.” 

“god, levi, please.” you start, and you shift your hips once. your clit rubs right against him, his long cock settling inside you as a heavy moan almost escapes. instead, you bite down hard on his neck; but levi forces you down even harder on his lap, his eyes relentless. 

“i told you not to move, didn’t i?”

you blink back at him, but his face is serious, hardened lines stretching from each angle of his face. and though you want fuck yourself on his dick, and every atom in your being tells you to do so, you listen to him. somehow, you refrain from shifting your hips again.

sitting still, you bury your face into his neck and heave a great sigh, brushing the delicate skin beneath his jaw. 

“good girl,” levi says flippantly, his long, slender finger grazing up your spine. the simple words alone send a pulse straight through your body, and you whimper against him, your cunt squeezing tighter, wet from the deep intonation of his voice. 

levi says nothing else, but you can feel his smirk as he kisses your temple. he never fails to remind you how precious you are to him, even when he is a bit short with you. and even though he is never the best about telling you how much he loves you, his affections run deep.

he plays with the end of your hair, soothingly, and though you can’t ignore him deep inside you, it almost lulls you back into a peaceful sleep. 

after what feels like hours of subtle torture, you speak again. 

“levi,” you hum against his throat, when he flips another page, signing his name on the dotted line. “i love you so much.” 

his hand stills on your back, fingers tapping once against your spine before resuming. it’s still difficult for him to repeat the words, but you know it’s only out of his fear that you will one day be taken away from him. levi squeezes your hip once more, huffs, and sets the pen down. 

“i’m certain you know how much you mean to me,” levi returns, pulling you away from his neck so that you’re able to face him once again. “you’re supposed to be being quiet.” 

his face is stern, but his eyes are anything but; soft and loving. levi’s cheeks are flushed red, and though he is strong — the strongest — that alone is not enough to combat how he feels when he’s inside you. it brings a small, knowing smile to your face.

“i was being sweet,” you say, sleepily, testing your luck by lifting your hips and settling them once more. the feeling is more intense than you’d expected, and a little moan escapes your mouth, lips parting softly. “i do love you.” 

“i’m certain you’re just trying to butter me up,” levi’s mouth is against your own, the words leaving on a shaky breath, tickling your skin. “so you can get what you want.” 

you laugh, fanning your fingertips against his cheeks. “is it working?”

levi spares you one more hardened expression, tightly drawing his mouth together, before he’s lifting you, shifting you onto the desk, your back pressed against the papers. “unfortunately,” he grunts, kissing all over your face before he threads his fingers with your own. “god. the things you do to me. can’t think straight.” 

he thrusts up into you, hard, and you close your eyes, kissing him, much more slowly than the pace he sets with his hips. levi squeezes your palm tightly, the other roaming across your chest, your stomach, before settling at your hips. “you’re everything to me, you know? my beautiful girl. don’t know what i’d do without you.” 

you smile against his mouth and tug at his hair with your free hand, feeling the soft tendrils between your fingers. it’s ironic, that he thinks you’re beautiful, when you’re certain he’s the most angelic creature you’ve ever seen. “i’m not going anywhere, levi. i promise.” 

levi speeds up, involuntarily, eyes so intense as he watches every subtle change of your expression. but you are too sleepy to do much but breathe into his mouth, soft little moans that have levi thrusting into you twice as hard.

it doesn’t take long for him to coax the first orgasm out of you, and you’re barely able to whisper his name before you clench around him, squeezing the palm that’s still locked within your own.

levi smiles, but it’s snarky, a mix between satisfaction and annoyance. “looks like you got your way after all.” 

you laugh, breathless, kissing across his cheeks as he grows sloppy, chest heaving with the weight of his exhales. though levi wants to pin this all on you, you can tell that he needs to relax too. the past few hours without a moment of sleep, doing nothing but paperwork, have taken a toll on him. 

“must be so hard for you, huh?” you tease, eyelashes fluttering closed as you lean against him, letting your forehead drop to his shoulder. “getting to fuck me on a desk like this. what a chore.” 

“you shouldn’t talk to your captain like that,” levi teases, but he groans out the last few words, cheeks flushed from how close he is. lazily, your fingers run across his chest, and though a second orgasm is steadily building, you want to watch him come apart first.

“perhaps,” you say, smiling as you kiss his chest, your hair tickling the bottom of his jaw. “but i’m not talking to my captain, i’m talking to you, levi.” you lean back up to kiss him, once, again, just the softest brush of your lips. “and i want you to cum inside me.” 

levi’s eyes flash, and you can see the moment that he unravels, the next few seconds where his movements get erratic. then, his features change, plump bottom lip separating from the top one. the look in his eyes grows distant, and his stomach flexes, abs tightening, before the heat of his cum shoots inside of you. 

levi topples onto you, his chest landing on yours as you fall back onto the desk. his cock finally slips out of you.

“shit,” levi says, running his hands along your thighs, sweaty skin sticking to each other. “we’re going to ruin the papers.” 

“who cares,” you yawn, rubbing your eyes before encircling levi’s neck with your arms. “the military police can deal with the mess.”

“you’re disgusting.” 

“they’d probably get off on it, don’t you think? the interior is full of hedonists anyway.”

levi snorts. “maybe. but i prefer not to think about how they spend their free time.”

you laugh again, just a breath of air, and settle against him. levi is warm, his arms are strong, and he smells clean; a mix of soap and the sweet fragrant of citrus. he holds you so gently, despite all of the hardness that lingers in his body. you’ve never known anyone to feel so much like home.

“will you come to bed now?” you ask sleepily. “i don’t want to go to sleep alone.” 

levi softens, and he traces your cheekbone with his thumb, as best he can at the awkward angle. “sure, love. i should get some rest anyway.”

[lucysarah-c]

Levi had always been reserved, specially about his personal life. To anyone, about anything.

Three subtle knocks echoed at the door, rousing Levi from his bed. He groaned uneasily, burying his face deeper into the darkness as if seeking refuge from any source of light.

A few more insistent knocks followed, still maintaining their subtlety. Grumbling under his breath, Levi sat up, his right hand fumbling along the floor beside the bed. Eyes closed, he searched in the darkness for his discarded clothes.

Quick, bare footsteps sounded against the wooden floorboards as he hurriedly dressed, letting his white uniform pants hang loosely around his hips.

"Coming, coming," he muttered softly as he reached for the doorknob.

He didn't bother to button up his clothes as he cracked the door open slightly. With tired eyes, he frowned at the person on the other side, his dark hair disheveled and unkempt.

"Levi?" Erwin's voice came in a hushed tone. "Sorry… were you asleep?"

The Captain knew explanations were too complicated and unnecessary. "No," he spat out. Recognizing Erwin as the one knocking, he fully opened the door.

"Are you sure? If you were asleep, I can come back tomorrow morning first thing," Erwin persisted, aware of how rare it was.

"What do you need?"

"I have some reports that need your signature before I send them out as soon as possible."

Before Erwin could say anything more, Levi nodded, gesturing for him to come in. As Erwin stepped inside, he mentally noted the oddities: Levi's disheveled appearance, his whispered voice despite few other higher-ups being awake in the facility at that hour, and how Levi subtly closed the door leading from his office to the bedroom.

Levi settled into his office chair and extended his hand for the papers, which Erwin quickly handed over. "I can come back tomorrow before your training session with your squad."

Levi shook his head and got straight to business. It was late, around 2 am, but Erwin knew Levi was hardly ever asleep at that hour. Despite the locks of hair raised in disarray, his struggle to fully open his eyes, and his haphazard appearance, Erwin noticed how eager Levi was to complete the task quickly.

"That's regarding the letters we discussed at the meeting-"

"Yeah," Levi interjected, completely disinterested in whatever he was signing, eager to be done with it.

Erwin tried not to dwell on it, but he sensed that something was amiss. Suddenly, a sound pierced the silence of the night. Both men tensed as the noise of a flushing toilet echoed through the room. Levi's color drained from his face as Erwin turned around, confused.

The bathroom door opened, revealing you, still half-asleep, clad in an grey shirt and bare legs adorned with bites and hickeys. Scratching your tangled hair, you peered out with closed eyes.

"Lev? What are you doing up? Come back to bed," you mumbled.

Upon noticing the silence, your eyes snapped open, your cheeks flushing as you instinctively tugged the shirt closer to cover yourself. Levi buried his face in his hands as Erwin stifled a chuckle.

"Sorry," you muttered before shutting the door.

Levi groaned, thrusting the completed pile of papers toward Erwin. "Your damn papers."

Erwin collected them with a subtle chuckle. "Told you I could come back in the morning."

-

"Hey, shorty. You think we can discuss the maps tonight-"

"Levi is occupied at night now, Hange," Erwin interjected, addressing the slightly confused Squad Leader. "Very occupied. Hands full."

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[leviismybby]

The fact that Levi lost his Ackerman abilities makes me think about how his back is gonna start hurting when you two have sex so it's easier for him when you ride. But the first time it happens, he is flabbergasted.

You hear him hiss and it immediately pulls you out of the mood. "Levi? You okay?" You look at your husband, a worried expression on your face. "My back fucking hurts." Immediately, you push him to lay down and you sit up, you can see the disappointment on his face. "You're getting old." Teasing him, you run your fingers through his hair that now has a few streaks of white. "Do you want me to get you pain killers?" Your hands gently rubs up and down his bicep. "No." He responded quickly, not wanting to admit that he needs it. But you know him too well and chuckle kissing his cheek. "I'll be right back." After a few minutes you come back with the medicine and Levi drinks it. You lay back in the bed, still half naked and before you can do anything Levi pulls you back on top of him. "Levi your back-" "It won't hurt like this. You can still ride me." He places kisses down your jaw before helping you to take off your panties.

[rivai-hana]

LEVI : I'M TOO OLD FOR THIS SHIT 😂😂💀

Eren May be rumbling but Levi is grumbling

[jlle-marie]

Levi would fuck you in his car until you’re spent before dining out

Levi’s hand rests comfortably on your thigh as he drives "I made dinner reservations for us," he says conversationally while his hand squeezes your thigh gently, his knuckles brushing against the skin of your inner thigh. You see him smirk as he notices the way you shift in your seat. He continues to drive with one hand, the other slowly inching higher on your thigh.

"We're almost there," he says, his voice low. "But maybe we should... warm up first?"

And that’s how you find yourself in the backseat of his car with the lights off, in a secluded parking lot lit only by a street lamp. Straddling his lap, your lips crashing in a heated and hungry kiss, his hand fully under your dress, caressing your inner thigh while you're loosening his tie.

Levi breaks the kiss, a satisfied smirk on his face. He pulls your dress up around your waist, exposing your laced panties to his view. "So pretty," he murmurs, as his fingers dance along the soft fabric.

You feel his fingers continuing their lazy exploration, his thumb rubbing slowly against your clit through your panties before slipping under it, finding you already wet. "You like that, huh?" He slides his fingers through your folds, caressing you expertly, gathering your wetness and spreading it around.

You squirm in his lap as you start to feel a little desperate, already trying to suck on his fingers. "We’re gonna be late…" You pant, trying to coax him to stop taking his time and teasing you.

Levi chuckles at your whiny demeanor and reaches up your back with his other hand, grabbing a bunch of hair to hold you in place. "We have time," he assures, his voice low and confident, before thrusting two fingers deep inside you in a swift motion. "I always have time for you." He scissors his fingers slightly to stretch you.

A loud moan escapes your lips as your back arches, instinctively seeking him, yearning to bury your face in the crook of his neck. But his firm grip on your hair holds you in place, keeping you still so he can take in every detail of your face.

"So tight," he praises, his thumb rubbing circles on your clit. "You're going to make a mess in my car, aren't you?"

Levi curls his fingers inside you to hit that special spot. "Does it feel good right there, baby?" He asks with a smug expression, punctuating each word with added pressure.

You gasped his name. Your moans and heavy breath spilled out into the car, your fingers digging into the back of Levi's neck as you could feel the pleasure building inside you.

He releases his grip on your hair, allowing you to move closer to him. His hand cups your face tenderly now, his thumb brushing your lower lip as the speed of his curled fingers intensifies inside you.

He leans over to press open-mouthed kisses along your neck, your jaw and reaches your lips. "That’s it baby, let go.. come all over my hand," he murmurs sweetly against your lips. Your walls grip his fingers, writhing in his arms as waves of pleasure wash over you.

"That’s my girl," he keeps praising as he feels the warm rush of liquid around his fingers as you come undone. The sweet whimpers of his name fill his ears, causing him to grunt.

Levi holds you gently against his chest, his fingers gentling their movements to prolong your pleasure. Once you start to come down, he slowly withdraws his fingers. "You alright, baby?" He asks, his voice gentle. He brings one of your hands to his lips, kissing your palm tenderly.

He gets a smile from you in response, "I can't wait to thank you at home," you pant between kisses in his neck.

"I'm sure you do," he replies, a playful gleam in his eye. His fingers continue to trace soothing circles along your back.

And he'll take the time, paying attention to every tremor in your body until your breath calms down before leaving the car and heading for the restaurant, holding your hand.