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20-th-centurygirl · 1 year ago

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levi colwill x reader

a/n: i've never written one of these before so sorry if it's not the best <3

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

he's so so disgustingly sweet. he always does his best to make sure that you feel loved and know how beautiful you are during and after sex. will massage your thighs and wash your hair for you and cover you in kisses before wrapping his arms around you and refusing to let go !!

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

levi just seems like he can't decide between your boobs and arse bc he loves them both equally? like how is he supposed to choose between two of his favourite features on yours??

but i also think he'd be so focused on your face though. he loves keeping eye contact and just staring so intently at every little facial expression you make

on him i think it's its arms and hands. he knows how much you love tracing his tattoos so he always tries to flex them when he's fingering you 😵‍💫

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

likes finishing on your face, boobs or ass but he absolutely wouldn't say no to finishing inside you ! i also feel like he has a really filthy habit of wiping the cum off with his finger and making you suck it off

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

is actually really into fucking you awake (i can't remember the actual name) like when he comes back from a game and he sees you asleep in his shirt he wants nothing more than to go down on you until you wake up

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

knows what he's doing but at the same time he's doesn't have loads of experience if that makes sense?? like he knows the basics but you're both still learning new ways to make the other feel good

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

doggy. enough said.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

depends on his mood. normally he tries to be more serious bc he wants you to feel super loved but if you're both a bit tipsy the sex is just so so giggly

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

he's well groomed but he'd adjust that if you had a preference for body hair

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

he's so so loving ! always holds your hand or rests his hand on your cheek. always kisses all over your entire body because he wants you to know how beautiful you are to him !!

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

doesn't really get himself off when you're home or with him because he knows you can do a better job than his hand and you're almost always up for it when he is.

if he's away he'll facetime you or look at photos of you to get off

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

loves dirty talk!! his mouth is literally so so filthy it sends you dizzy and he adores that he can have you soaked with a few words

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

normally your bed bc it's cosy and it's always a safe place for both of you but he also loves it when you ride him in the backseat of his car 🤭

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

literally anything. kissing you, your hand brushing past his thigh, you in a tight top, literally the littlest bit of cleavage and he's gone

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

anything that could actually hurt you. he likes to slap your ass when he's fucking you in doggy or biting your thighs when he's eating you out but he wouldn't ever hit you hard enough to actually hurt you and if you ever wake up with any bruises he always feel really bad and kisses all over them

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

i feel like he's 60/40. he prefers receiving (and of course you give him head everyday) but he also adores making you an absolute mess with just his tongue 🤭

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

also depends on his mood. if he's had a game he'll be super rough (you'll wake up covered in hickies and have bruises from where his fingers grip at your hips) and then super loving after or he'll be super slow and loving and make the most out of your time together and be super focused on making you feel good

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

absolutely loves a quickie before training. always kisses your forehead and promises to take is slower with you when he comes back home

also loves having one before you go out and leaving a hickey or bite mark on your thigh or neck so everyone knows your his

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

levi loves a risk! he gets such a rush knowing that someone might catch you and it makes him so cocky knowing that whoever catches you would never be able to make you feel the way he does !!

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

he's an athlete. always leaves you so so worn out because he just can't ever get enough of you

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

i think at the start of your relationship he was against them but as you've been together longer and trying to find new ways to satisfy eachother he'd be more into using them on you and he loves that he can use them to tease you ! i don't think he'd ever use them on himself though unless you really wanted to

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

i just know he's the most awful tease ever. absolutely loves it when you beg for him and it just makes his head spin.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

i feel like he tends to stay more on the quiet side so he can focus on hearing you. like just little grunts and breathy moans right in your ear instead of being super loud. i think he'd he louder and more whiney when you're giving him head though 🤭 but if you told him that him moaning loud turns you on he'd try to he louder

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

he always brings your underwear with him when he's going away so he can finish in them when he gets himself off 🤭

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

big. thick. never fails to make you dizzy

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

high! he can never ever get enough of you

quickie before training. fucks you for at least 3 rounds when he comes back from training then eats you out and fucks you in the shower just because

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

once he's certain you're ok he's pulling you into his arms and falling asleep!

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leviscolwill · 1 year ago

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as long as i'm the name on your tattooed heart

pairing: bsf!levi colwill x reader

summary: your best friend forcing you to tag along to one of his tattoo session is not as bad as it sounds, especially if it involves sharing kisses [wc: 950]

contents: bsf2lovers, mutual pinning, idiots in love, fluff, mention of needles, not proofread 🏃‍♀️

note: the way i know nothing about tattoos.... sorry for any tattoo aftercare inaccuracy 😞

now playing tattooed heart by ariana grande...

the buzzing sound of the tattooist's machine wasn't one you enjoyed, but the view of levi's bare back was somewhat making you feel better. you never liked to join him on his sessions but he knew how to bribe you, with the promise of a free of charge mcdonald's afterwards for example.

your best friend's grip on your hand tightened when the needles made contact with his shoulder. you couldn't help but let out a small laugh at his face wincing, wondering if the pain was really worth it.

“can't believe you're getting a kick out of seeing me in pain.” levi's words almost made you feel bad, but you remembered how he practically dragged you here.

“what's the point of bringing me here if i can't enjoy a little show.”

“i can't stand you.” you would have answered his blatant lie if it wasn't for him groaning in pain. your hand patted his in encouragement, silently hoping for the ‘show’ to end soon. as much as you pretended to, you couldn't stand seeing your best friend in pain, even if he claimed it was bearable and you should get matching tattoos one day.

after what seemed five hours to you but was really less than forty-five minutes according to levi, his tattoo was done. you liked how it looked but liked the fact you were getting out of here even more. after paying for your nuggets, levi drove you both to his house, praising you for completing at he called your ‘best friend duties’. you felt your heart tighten a bit at the mention of ‘best friend’ but managed to simply roll your eyes. all it took to distract him was bringing up how one of your middle school classmate was pregnant and you both jumped down the gossip rabbit hole.

once you were back at levi's, he abandoned you to take a shower, and you could only count on tiktok games to keep you busy.

your phone was the one left alone when you heard your name being called. you knocked on the bathroom's door before opening it, one eye closed to make sure levi was decent. once you took notice of his joggers, he didn't give you time to gush over his new tattoo before asking you to put some cream on it, he did give you a whole speech about tattoo healing but you were too distracted to make out a word of it.

“you really only see me as your servant.” you sighed but obliged. levi's reflection on the mirror was smiling at you when started applying the balm on his shoulder with the utmost care, scared to hurt him in some way even though he assured you couldn't even if you tried. your mind wandered when you took notice of how ridiculously small your hands were compared to his back, the thought of waking up to this sight was one you'd rather not indulge in, afraid you'd never be able to move on afterwards.

the act felt way more intimate then it should have. domestic in the most perfect way possible, unconsciously making you long for more of this type of moments, when you had levi to yourself, no camera or sporting duty for him to care about. levi silently prayed you didn't notice his breath hitching. how stupid was it really? you spent your whole lives together, sharing every little secret but the normality of the situation was the one making his heart race.

a comforting silence floated in the room that none of you wanted to break. but you eventually did, your hands letting go when there wasn't anything left to apply.

“quit staring.” levi's words pulled you out of your reverie, you didn't even notice your eyes wandering where they shouldn't have been.

“you wish i was staring.” you definitely were, but admitting it and giving his ego a boost was the worst case scenario for you.

“i don't need to wish, you're still drooling a bit love.”, his teasing made your cheeks heat up. you turned around and started cleaning up the material, careful not to show any trace of embarrassment in fear your best friend would never let you live it down.

the feeling of his hands on your shoulders caught you off guard, levi turned you around and tilted your head up.

“you're not mad at me, are you? i was joking...”, the thought of levi thinking you were mad at him made absolutely no sense to you.

“of course not.” you couldn't find it in yourself to make up an explanation that could properly conceal the truth.

levi hoped and prayed, he wasn't pushing your boundaries too far when his forefinger traced your jaw, softly letting his finger get a feel of your lips.

“say it.” your voice was barely audible, but his face was close to yours, close enough to hear what you wanted.

“can i kiss you?” even if levi's voice seemed much more assured than yours, he had to run his sweaty hands on the material of his joggers before cupping your jaw.

you didn't answer and closed the small gap between you two yourself. he knew how to kiss you just the way you liked, you'd believe he'd done this all his life. hell, he was better than some boys you've dated for years. the way your lips moved against each other seemed so natural, like they were already accostumed.

you let your hands rake over levi's bare upper body, before slightly pushing his chest to catch your breath. levi dropped his forehead against yours, before pecking your smile one more time.

“i told you taking you to the parlour wasn't useless, now you got yourself a pretty tattooed boyfriend.”

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insidekatmind · 3 months ago

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Share- Levi Colwill x reader x Jude Bellingham (love triangle)

Wearning: +18,smut

You are at a time in your life when the attention on you has become overwhelming. and everything started unexpectedly. You have always been a quiet person, far from drama and emotional complications. Yet, here you are, involved in a love triangle between Jude Bellingham and Levi Colwill. It’s clear that both of them do not intend to give up.

It all started a few months earlier, at an exclusive party hosted by a mutual friend. The music was loud, the lights were dim, and you had no idea that your life would change that night.You were at the bar sipping a cocktail when Jude came over with his disarming smile and self-confident look.

"I’ve never seen you at a party like this. You’re one of those people who likes to stay in the shadows, am I right?" He had said it in a tone that felt like defiance.

You laughed, trying to hide the blush that was coloring your cheeks. "I prefer not to draw too much attention. I’m not really... used to it."

"Well, tonight you’ll be in the middle of mine," he replied, raising his glass towards you.

You couldn’t deny that Jude had a magnetic charm. You spent the evening chatting, discovering a side of him that went beyond the footballer: a brilliant, ambitious but also surprisingly sweet boy.

Yet, just as you were starting to feel comfortable, someone else had caught your attention.

Levi Colwill had made his way through the crowd with the calm of one who does not need to hurry to be noticed. He was different from Jude: less cheeky, more mysterious. When he saw you, he approached discreetly, waiting for the right moment to talk to you.

"Is he already boring you?" he said, pointing to Jude with a nod. "What?" you asked, surprise.

"Bellingham. He has a reputation for talking too much," he added with a grin that made you shiver.

"And you? Are you one of those who speaks little and listens a lot?" you answered, amused.

"Something like that," he said, with a look that seemed to be light inside.

From that moment on, your attention was divided. Both boys seemed determined to win you over, each in their own way. Jude was spontaneous, passionate, always ready to make you laugh. Levi, on the other hand, was reflective, profound, capable of turning even a trivial conversation into something special.

In the days and weeks that followed, Jude and Levi had begun to become more and more present in your life.

One afternoon, Jude had shown up to your house on a motorbike. "Let’s go for a ride. I want to show you the city like you’ve never seen it before."

You could not say no, and that afternoon turned into an unforgettable adventure, among laughter and breathtaking views.

But just when you thought Jude had won an important point, Levi made his move. One evening, he invited you to an impromptu dinner at his house. He had cooked for you, and the way he looked at you as you spoke made you feel special in a way that you couldn’t explain.

Every moment with one of them seemed like a balancing act, a step forward for one and a step back for the other.

Things had exploded when, during a dinner you decided not to attend to take time to think about it, the two ended up arguing.

"Do you really think you have a chance with her?" said Jude, raising his voice. "She wants someone who knows how to amuse her, who knows how to live. Not one who spends time as a philosopher."

"Ah, really?" Levi replied, keeping a calm tone but visibly irritated. "Because it seems to me that she’s looking for someone who really understands her. And, honestly, it’s not you."

The words became increasingly sharp, until the two almost clashed physically. Mutual friends had intervened to separate them, but the tension was palpable.

The next day you were sitting on a park bench, the sun filters through the leaves of the trees and warms your face. You shake your phone, a little bored, when you get a message.

Jude: "Are you free tonight? I thought I’d take you somewhere you’d like to go."

You smile lightly, aware of his attempt to win you over. You do not respond in time, that another notification surprises you.

Levi: "I’ll pick you up in an hour. I won’t take no for an answer."

You’re wide-eyed, you incredulous. But are they in agreement? you ask. The situation amuses you, but it also makes you difficult. It is not easy to juggle between the insistence of two guys so charming and, above all, so competitive.

---

You’re sitting at a table in an elegant restaurant. Levi is standing in front of you, his dark eyes fixed on yours. He wears a white shirt with a slight button-down that lets you see his skin and the tuatuaggi on his right arm that made him irresistible. He smiles with that confidence which he knows to be his best weapon.

"So, did you have fun with Bellingham the other day?" asks, bringing the glass of wine to his lips.Raise an eyebrow, surprised by her direct question.

"Are you jealous, Colwill?" you reply provocatively.He laughs, shaking his head.

"Jealous? No, just curious. I want to see if he has a chance against me."

You stop for a moment, his gaze is penetrating, but you do not give in. You are aware of your power in this situation.

"Maybe he does. Or maybe not. It depends on who is smarter." you reply with a mischievous smile. Levi bites his lip, visibly amused by your challenge.

"Oh, so you’re challenging me? Are you sure you want to play with me?"

"I never play, Levi. And you know it."

His smile widens. "I like it even more."

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The next day, Jude invites you to his house. When you arrive, he welcomes you with the usual bright smile. He wears a gray sweatshirt and sweatpants, a simple but incredibly attractive look on him.

"You’re finally here. I was beginning to think that Levi had kidnapped you." he says jokingly.He laughs, shaking his head.

"Don’t worry, I’m too smart to be caught." You reply with a playful smile.Jude looks at you for a moment, his gaze becomes more serious.

"I know. And maybe that’s what I like about you." he admits, getting a few steps closer.

You feel your heart racing, but not receding. He is so close that you can smell his fresh and enveloping scent.

"Don’t think you can have me just because you tell me to." You answer with a confident voice.

"I don’t think so. But I know I do." He answers, and his eyes won’t come off of yours.

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The days pass and the tension between Levi and Jude becomes more evident. It all starts with small comments thrown at a distance, but soon the jokes turn into provocative looks. During a party you’ve been invited to, you find them both there, and the situation becomes explosive.

"What a coincidence to see you here, Bellingham." says Levi with a provocative smirk.

"Yeah, you here too, Colwill? I thought you were busy losing games." Jude replied, keeping the tone calm but sharp. You look at them with your arms folded.

"Are you serious?" you ask, tired of their teasing.

Levi approaches you, moving a lock of hair behind your ear.

"I’m just protecting what’s mine," he says, looking into your eyes.

"Yours? Don’t get confused, Colwill." You counter, and he laughs softly. Jude steps forward, his eyes on Levi.

"She’s nobody’s, dude. And you should remember that." said Jude looking at him badly.

The two stare for a moment. You know that things could get out of hand, but you decide to intervene.

"Stop it! I’m not a trophy. If you keep acting like this, you’ll both lose." You say in a firm tone and leave them alone.

The two continued to watch while Levi watched with a calm that was making Jude angry. "Who wins the best," said Jude, and Levi looked at him amused and then left.

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It was a few days and you decided to go to the disco alone to get your ideas, It was one of those evenings where the atmosphere seemed magical from the beginning. You were in the elegant nightclub in the heart of London, immersed in a vortex of soft lights and pulsating music.

You were trying to distract yourself from the events of these days by not thinking about how Levi and Jude kept coming at you and how they always fought over you.

The DJ had just started playing a hypnotic mix of house and reggaeton, and you couldn’t help but let yourself go to the beat. You wore a dress that perfectly embraced every curve, attracting admiring glances wherever you went, but what really caught the eye was your energy. You danced with an innate sensuality, without any effort, as if the music ran in your blood.

At one point, you feel a burning gaze on you. You turn slowly and cross the gaze of Levi, he looked at you with an intensity that made you hold your breath. He waves a little glass at you, and your heart quickened. Before you can answer, you notice another pair of eyes staring at you: Jude Bellingham. He was on the opposite side of the dance floor, leaning nonchalantly against the bar. When your looks meet, his smile widens, and he slowly approaches, moving through the crowd with magnetic security.

You don’t have time to think. The music changes, becoming slower and more sensual, and Levi takes the first step. He approaches with a mischievous smile, tilting his head.

"Y/n as always I can’t do at least not notice you" he says, his deep voice barely overtaken by the music. "Let’s dance?"

You don’t have time to answer that you feel a warm hand on your back. You turn around, facing Jude. He is even more beautiful up close, with his dark eyes that seem to read your soul.

"Levi, you’re too slow," says Jude with a provocative smile. "She dance with me tonight."

You find yourself between two fires, but instead of choosing, you decide to have fun. "Who said I should choose one?" Answer, with a smirk that leaves both speechless.

The music picks up and you start moving, letting go completely. Levi comes to you from behind, his hands just above your hips, while Jude watches you from the front, his body coming closer and closer to yours. They dance in tune, their bodies following your movements with perfect precision. It’s thrilling, almost surreal to be the center of their attention.

As Levi touches your neck with a light kiss, you feel a shiver running down your back. " So beautiful" he murmurs, his voice so close that you can’t hear it. You let go for a moment, head tilting to the side to offer him more space and start rubbing more on his cock. But as soon as you close your eyes, feel Jude’s hands on your life.

You look up at him, and he looks at you with a determination that takes your breath away. " I waited long enough," he says, before bending down and capturing your lips in an intense, passionate kiss. His mouth is hot, and the way he holds you makes you lose your sense of time and space. Levi, however, does not back down. He keeps kissing your neck, his hands holding you tight against him as he also began to rub his cock on your ass making you moan in Jude’s kiss

The minutes seem to stop. The dance floor around you fades away, leaving you alone in a world of music, soft lights and pure electricity. When you finally break away from Jude, your eyes meet those of Levi. His gaze is a mixture of desire and challenge.

"We’re not done with you yet," he whispers.

Smile, your heart beating wildly. "I don’t mind," you reply excited.

Jude and Levi exchanged a smile without arguing for the first time. You all three went outside and looked around.

The night air was fresh as you left the disco, still immersed in the adrenaline of the evening. Levi takes the keys to his black sports car, with a confident smile that left no room for doubt. " The evening doesn’t end here," he says, opening the door for you with a gallant gesture. You can’t help but smile as you step into the car, sitting in the back seat.

Jude follows you, closing the door behind him. Before Levi starts the engine, Jude looks at you with a breath-holding intensity. "Are you sure you can hold us?" whispers to you, his voice a mixture of fun and desire. His hand touches yours, and you feel a shiver running down your back.

"We’ll see," you reply with a mischievous smile, knowing full well that you have no intention of backing away.

Levi turns slightly from the driver’s seat, looking through the rear-view mirror with a smirk. "Be comfortable behind, huh? No distractions while driving." But the spark in his eyes betrays his tone. The engine starts, and the car starts moving, gliding smoothly through the streets lit by street lamps.

While Levi is focused on driving, Jude does not waste time. He comes closer to you, his warm breath against your skin. " Do you know how hard it is to ignore you?" he whispers, her lips touching your neck. He starts kissing you slowly, with a deliberate sweetness that makes you shiver. His hands find your side, the touch light but possessive. Every kiss is like a spark that ignites a fire within you.

You try to stay calm, but the feeling of his lips and hands makes you close your eyes and tilt your head slightly to give him more space. Jude smiles at your skin.

"You like it, don’t you?" he whispers in his low, satisfying voice. You don’t answer, but the way your body reacts is all he needs to know.

From the driver’s seat, Levi raises a hand to adjust the rear-view mirror, looking at you with an accessory smile. " If I keep feeling that way, I might have to pull over," he jokes, but the

tone is loaded with subtext. " It’s not safe to drive with you guys distracting me like this."

"You drive," Jude replies, without even taking my attention away from you. "I’m just taking care of her."

You laugh slowly, trying to regain control of the situation, but it’s impossible with Jude so close. " Maybe you should focus on the road, Levi," you say in an innocent tone that contrasts the fire you feel inside.

Levi chuckles and shakes his head. "Oh, I’m thinking about it. But trust me, I can’t wait to get home to join the fun."

His words make you beat faster, and the journey to his home seems to last an eternity, every second of tension. Jude continues to kiss your neck, his touch becoming bolder, his hands touching the edge of your dress. Finally, Levi parks in front of an elegant modern house with large windows reflecting the city lights.

"Welcome," says Levi, getting out of the car and opening the door for you. His look is calm but full of promises. "We enter. The evening has just begun."

You look around for a moment, then Jude takes your hand and guides you to the entrance. Levi opens the door and lets you in first, the house lit by a warm and welcoming light. You turn to them, your heart beating like a bat.

Levi reaches you in a few steps, his confident smile makes you feel your heart beat faster. He comes slowly, his eyes seem to study you every moment, as if he is waiting for the perfect moment.

When he finally bends over to you, feel his hands gently leaning against your hips as his lips meet yours in a warm and passionate kiss.

Levi kisses with a confidence that overwhelms you. His hands are just tighter, as if to make sure you don’t go away, but you have no intention of doing so. You raise your arms and walk around her neck, pulling it closer to you as if there is still too much space between you. The warmth of his body against yours is electrifying, and the way he kisses you makes you lose any sense of time.

As you let go completely, you feel a movement behind you. Open your eyes for a moment and notice Jude coming slowly. His gaze is intense, and never turns away from you two. The way he walks, with that innate confidence, raises tension in the air. He says nothing, but the energy that emanates speaks clearly: he does not intend to stay on the sidelines.

Levi detaches himself slightly from you, just for a moment, his eyes meeting with yours as he smiles complicit. " Don’t think you’ve escaped me so easily," he whispers, his voice low and full of desire.

Levi starts kissing your neck while you moan slowly. Jude comes down behind you and lifts the dress that had made him crazy all evening and took off your underwear to then begin to kiss your thighs and you closed your eyes at the touch moaning slowly.

Levi smiled at your neck and Jude smiled at your thigh and then stuck a finger in your folds and you moaned.

Levi looks at you as he starts to pull down the shoulder strap of your dress and moves your bra while he starts to kiss your breast while Jude decides to insert his tongue into your pussy.

"Shit" you moaned as you put your hand on Levi’s hair as you watched him suck your breasts.

"So good this pussy" grunted Jude near your pussy and that made you moan again and you started rubbing your pussy on his face making him moan as he kept eating it like a hungry man.

You felt in heaven: Levi was playing with your breasts and kissing your neck while Jude was eating your pussy.

Jude was kissing your pussy and you spat on his face and he moans licking your cum while you moaned.

When he broke off, he gave him a last kiss and then got up. Levi was still kissing your neck and playing with your tits while you kept moaning.

You turned your head a little to look at Jude and moaned as he was hot with your cum in his face and his mouth open a bit while he tried to catch his breath.

"You taste so good," Jude muttered as he kissed, and you groaned as you pulled her hair.

Levi does not give you time to think. With a smile that promises all sorts of temptation, he takes your hand and guides you through the corridor of his house, with Jude following you closely. The lights are low, and every step seems to amplify the electricity flowing between you three. You find yourself in front of the door to Levi’s room, and he pushes it slowly, revealing an intimate and welcoming environment, dominated by a large bed with dark and soft sheets.

Before you can speak, Levi grabs you by the hips and pulls you against him. Her lips settle back on your neck, exploring every inch with a deliberate slowness that makes you shiver. " I can’t stop thinking how irresistible you are," he whispers against your skin, his deep voice vibrating in your ears. His hands come down on your hips, clenching lightly as to emphasize his grip upon you.

You let go at the moment, your breath getting shorter as her lips descend towards the base of your neck. You raise your hands and walk through his dark hair, pulling him even closer to you, as if you want to hear every movement. "Levi..." Whispers, but the words are lost in the pleasure it causes you.

Jude, who had been watching with a mixture of impatience and desire, approaches with a determined pace. " Don’t forget about me," he says, his voice charged with a slight challenge. He stops beside you, his gaze that moves between you and Levi, before resting definitively on you. His hand lifts up to touch your face, and then it comes down your shoulder, the warm and enveloping touch.

Levi stops for a moment, lifting his head from your neck to look at Jude. "I have no intention of keeping it all to myself," he says with a smile that is both complicit and cheeky. Then he looks at you, his eyes shining with desire. "Are you ready for this?" asks you, his voice low and full of promises.

You cannot answer with words, but the way you clasp against him is sufficient. Jude moves beside you, his body approaching to touch yours, while Levi starts kissing your neck with increasing passion. The room fills with tension, every moment that passes makes you forget everything.

Both of them hurry to strip off. Revealing their long, thick and hard cocks. You moaned as you looked at their dicks and how big they were. You couldn’t stop looking at their dick.

The two of them noticed and smiled. Jude started touching his cock as he looked at you "Don’t worry baby girl we’ll make you feel good". Jude said as Levi began to take off your dress and bra, and as he did so he was biting your neck and you groaned.

When he finished taking off your dress, Levi slapped your butt and made you groan and Jude smiled at the sight of how sexy you were as you moaned.

You come to them and kneel before them and hummed happily as they saw their cock was close to your face.

"Open this beautiful mouth," says Jude in a roaring voice as he lifts his chin and grabs the end of his cock, taking it to your mouth.

When you open your mouth, he enters gently while you swirl your tongue around him enjoying the salty pre-cum. Jude grabs a handful of hair and pulls it slightly to help him guide himself further into your mouth. Hitting the bottom of your throat with tears in your eyes as it pushes back and forth in your mouth. She moans about how good you are and bites her lip as you look at it.

Jude slowly pulls his cock out of your mouth leaving you with an empty mouth, while Levi approaches and smiles at you.

You opened your mouth and slowly slid his big cock into your mouth. He grabs your back and without warning, he puts his dick in the bottom of your throat and slightly gags you.

He moves his hips while his cock continues to abuse the back of your throat. He looks at you and grunts "this beautiful mouth is made to suck my cock". Hearing these words you wept.

He pulls out of your mouth, while a small sliver of saliva follows his cock.

You looked at both of them with desire as they came a little closer to you as they started touching their dick while they were looking at you and grunting and you moaned along with them feeling even more wet.

"Shit, I’m going to cum," said Jude, touching her cock faster and Levi nodded in agreement as he looked at you and kept touching his dick.

"Open that beautiful mouth for us, baby," said Levi and you nodded in obedience.

You opened your mouth and pulled out your tongue while both Levi and Jude spilled on your tongue and the cum also fell on your tits and the rest of your body.

You moaned upon hearing the semen of both your beautiful mouth and they groaned at sight. " So sexy" said Jude grunting and Levi nodded without taking his eyes off you.

Levi and Jude help you to get up and guide you on the bed.

"Lie down for us, darling" Levi muttered and you obeyed and the two smiled.

"What a good girl," said Jude, approaching you and bending over to kiss you.

His hands slide along your naked body and you moaned as he felt his warm hands on your body.

Jude moves away to look down on you and then comes back to you and kisses you passionately.

His tongue explores your mouth, while his hands rest on your waist caressing your skin gently, while you slide your fingers through his hair pulling his breath heavier.

Levi meanwhile caresses your thighs and spreads your legs to get close to your pussy. He kisses the inside of your thighs with sensuality and passion as he approaches your folds, while you can feel his warm breath touching your clitoris and groan in Jude’s mouth.

Levi licked a strip on your folds, making you emit a slight whimper. He laid a gentle kiss on your clitoris before wrapping his tongue around it and gently sucking it. Use slow movements to tease you and make you wiggle and whimper.

He wraps his hands under your thighs to prevent you from moving too much. While you kissed Jude you moaned while Levi kept poking your pussy.

He leaves without a word and you have slowly detached yourself from Jude to look at Levi with despair.

"Please Levi don’t stop" you whimpered as you watched and could swear that his dick got even harder at that connection.

Without saying anything he dives again in your pussy as it starts to eat you. It was like this man had starved to death and the only thing he wanted was your pussy.

Jude smiles at your reaction as you arch your back while I lift it continues to eat you.

Jude begins to bite your neck leaving more marks as he sucks your skin. Meanwhile Levi’s tongue moves faster around your clitoris, slipping two fingers into your entrance and curling it in a provocative way.

Jude grabbed your boob and touched your nipple while sucking the other. Levi has slipped another finger to curl it in the perfect spot, you have gripped Levi’s hair hard making him groan against you.

Pleasure flowed through your body as his tongue swirled around your clitoris, as moans filled the room.

You started screaming as you felt how good it was making you feel as you felt your body tremble.

You spat on Levi’s face and he kept licking your juices while you yelled for overstimulation.

When he broke off, he had a smug smile that made you even more wet and you kissed him.

Jude takes you and rides him by letting his big throbbing cock enter your pussy hole making you moan as you clung to his back.

Jude motioned to Levi to go after you and Levi shove his dick into your asshole making you scream.

The two boys moaned as they heard your walls clenching their big dicks.

"Warn us if it becomes too much" whispered Levi too much in ecstasy feeling as you were squeezing him and Jude nodded closing his eyes trying not to move the hips already.

You nodded and they began to move while all three of you started to groan. Levi starts pushing slowly, before increasing the pace and making his pushes deeper and stronger. Jude pushes from below causing friction as he placed his hands on your hips to guide his movements.

Their movements become faster making you scream moans of pleasure. Levi while pushing his cock harder inside you started licking and sucking your neck and you moaned even louder.

"You’re making me feel so good" you moaned as you lowered your body towards Jude’s and he took advantage of that to take a cowl in your mouth while taking both their dicks.

"Baby girl you’re doing great, you’re making us feel like in heaven" Levi whispered near your ear as he slapped you on the butt making you groan and make you tighten their dicks more.

"This pussy is made to take our dicks," said Jude, taking a powder off your tit and then retaking the assault. You groaned as you moved faster wanting to take more of their dicks.

You moaned as they grunted and pushed their cock deeper inside you. Levi made your back bow more to make their cocks go deeper inside you and you moaned loudly as they both hit your g-spot.

"I’m going to cum" you said while moaning.

"Come baby girl" moaned Jude as he started to hit even harder and you moaned as they were about to come too. You could feel their cocks contracting inside you as you came to your orgasm. Levi cum in the ass while Jude cum in your pussy.You screamed loud as you felt full. " So beautiful" you whimpered as Levi gently pulled himself out of you and gave you a kiss on the butt, back and jaw then give you a sweet kiss on the cheek and you smiled.

You slowly got up from the dick of Jude and then lay down on the bed trying to take area and Jude caressed your hair gently and then gave you sweet kisses on the cheek.

Levi came back with a cloth while with the help of Jude they cleaned and pampered you.

You found yourself hugging Jude and Levi as they whispered sweet words and praise for how well you did.

You felt your legs tremble and had a sore throat but were satisfied by these two men lying next to you.

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hersidekick · 5 months ago

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Levi fights for his teammates fights for the fans and fights for the badge. A true blooded chels!

#i fucking love him #levi colwill #that silva shirt number is doing wonders #chelsea fc #her chels

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judeswhore · 1 year ago

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nsfw alphabet

summary: nsfw alphabet

pairing: levi colwill x fem!reader

warnings: 18+, minors dni

notes: you can find my masterlist here. idk how i feel abt this but ask and u shall receive <3 i hope u enjoy it!!!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

sweetest boy ever! gets a little sleepy but still makes sure ur taken care of before anything else. checks in that ur okay and just has to ask if it was good and ur staring at him all🤨🤨bc ur thighs are still shaking. will grab u water and something clean to change into, helps get u cleaned up and if u want he’ll run u the shower. he likes to just lay with u for a little after, fingers trailing over ur bare skin while he lets u recover, lips soft on ur shoulder while he mutters that he loves u

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and their partners)

on him he loves his arms just because of how feral u go over them and his tattoos. he’ll find u randomly staring at them throughout the day and he gets so cocky bc he’ll just flex his fingers or biceps and you’ll go all wide eyed and he can see how hot and bothered it gets u. he loves fingering u and feeling u dig ur nails into his forearm and it makes him so hard when ur gaze stays locked on his arm while he works u to ur orgasm but he’s a little shit sometimes so just as ur abt to cum he’ll be all “eyes up here, sweetheart” bc he wants u to look at him

on u he’s obsessed with ur hands and how small they are bc it reminds him how much smaller u are than him and that makes his head spin. he loves holding ur hand and seeing how his just engulfs urs and he’s obsessed w watching u touch him!!! handjobs r one of his favourite things ever and he’ll just sit and watch u work ur fist around him bc there’s something so hot abt how u cant wrap ur fingers completely around him. also he’s 100% and arse man so he’s definitely obsessed w ur arse and he’ll tell u it’s one of his favourite things abt u with no shame. loves fucking in doggy just so he can slap it and watch u get all teary eyed for him🤭🤭

C = Cum (anything to do with cum)

he definitely has a thing for coming on ur pussy/tummy/arse and taking pics of it😵‍💫has an album on his phone specifically for these pics that he looks at whenever ur apart and he’s feeling a little horny. will cum on u and then tell u how pretty and perfect u are and he knows that goes to ur head and he loves it. teases u tho and is so mean w it bc he knows u like when he cums inside of u (and he does too) but if you’ve been a brat or he’s just feeling extra mean even when ur begging him to fill u up he’ll pull out and cum on ur pussy just to see u get all pouty w him

D = Dirty secret (self explanatory, a secret of theirs)

he’s obsessed with fucking u in risky places or places where other people are around. the bathroom at a restaurant/club/friends house u best believe he’s dragging u in there even if it’s just to make u cum on his fingers like there’s just something so stupidly hot to him abt potentially getting caught. he’d be in ur ear the whole time as well talking abt how if ur not quiet someone’s gna come in and see what a dirty slut u are for him while trying his hardest to get u to be even louder w this cocky little smirk on his face. you’ve lost count of how many times you’ve almost been caught

E = Experience (how experienced are they)

in all things u he’s an expert. he made sure to learn every little thing that u like bc the first few times u slept together he was constantly asking u what u wanted from him/how u wanted it bc he wanted the experience to be as good as possible for u. and now he knows u like the back of his hand and can have u coming in record time just by utilising what he knows

F = Favorite position

cowgirl!!! he’s obsessed w getting u to ride him bc he loves watching u struggle to take him at first, hands on ur hips to help u while he tells u how good ur doing and how proud he is of u for taking it all😵‍💫😵‍💫loves having ur tits in his face tbh and will constantly be sucking on ur nipples and biting at ur skin bc he knows that’ll get u to finish quicker. and it gives him some sort of kick watching u get all tired and whiney, asking him to “just fuck me properly, levi. please” and then he’ll hold u still while he fucks up into u bc ofc he’ll take care of his best girl

G = Goofy (are they more serious or goofy in the moment?)

definitely a little goofy but it’s more bc he tries to make u feel as comfortable as possible and that comes out as him making little jokes to get u to laugh and relax for him. feel like he gets a little giggly sometimes while ur fucking bc you’ll make a certain noise or he will and it’ll have him hiding his face in ur neck while he tries to get it together. but his giggles will bleed into soft moans and u think it sounds so hot so ur always looking to make him laugh just to hear it

H = Hair (how well groomed are they)

keeps it all nice and neatly trimmed but it’s not really something he puts a load of effort into bc it’s hair it’s not a big deal to him

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment?)

all of his focus is on u and he makes sure that u get as much pleasure out of the experience as possible. foreplay is a huge deal for him bc he wants to get u all worked up and desperate for him and wants to make sure you’ve came at least once/twice before he fucks u bc he knows it’s sometimes a little difficult for u to cum from just penetration. and throughout the whole thing he’ll be talking u through it, praising u so much bc it’s important to him that u know how much he’s enjoying it and that u know how good ur doing for him

J = Jack Off (masturbation headcanon)

i feel like he’s a big fan of mutual masterbation🤭so he’ll sit opposite u on the bed or wtv and will get himself off while u touch urself and it drives him insane. doesn’t know where he wants to look more so his eyes are constantly bouncing over ur body and he’ll talk u through it, telling u how to touch urself and how fast to go while he’s moaning and fucking his own fist

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

idrk but i feel like he definitely has a thing for letting u take control every now and then like loves when u tie him to the bed and use him for ur own pleasure. he’s obsessed w cowgirl at the best of times but when u tie his hands back and just fuck him so slow he goes absolutely insane. loves hearing u call him a good boy and it takes everything in him not to cum on the spot when u do. also loves when u suck him off and tell him he can’t touch u bc you’ll tease him until he’s literally shaking and begging bc he needs to cum and then you’ll give him ur pretty little smile and tell him to “be patient” and it has him losing his mind

L = Location (favourite places to do the deed)

he’s obsessed w fucking in the car while it’s parked in stupidly risky places bc he can’t get over how hot the risk of it is. like he’ll just randomly pull over and park somewhere so u can fuck and there’ll be other cars around and it just makes it all so much more thrilling for him and it means whenever he’s in the car alone he can play out all the times you’ve spent together in there

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

he loves neck/jaw kisses and even if u do it with the intention of being innocent levi will still go a little silly. he’ll just grip ur hip a little harder and give this quiet little groan and it always makes u giggle bc it’s so simple? and here he is abt to lose his mind. he’s definitely the type as well to get turned on by a specific perfume u own bc it reminds him of a certain time u fucked so whenever u wear it and walk passed him he’s immediately hard bc now he’s thinking abt all those dirty memories

N = No (something they wouldn’t do)

he’s too sweet to do anything that wld hurt u so even if he’s a little rough and a little mean sometimes he’d never cross a line that wld really cause u pain. even when he’s slapping ur arse whenever he hears a little sob or sees u wince a little harder than normal he’s immediately stopping and shifting to press kisses to the skin while mumbling little apologies :(

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving)

he really likes receiving bc u give the best head he’s ever had. u love teasing and drawing it out as long as possible until he’s literally shaking and can’t stay still so when he finally cums it feels 100x better. loves when u wake him up w head too!!!! like it’s his favourite thing in the world and he’s always extra sensitive so just gives these soft little whimpers that drive u crazy. he still loves eating u out tho and wld do it for hours (and he definitely drags it out when he does) but there’s just something abt being in ur mouth that absolutely ruins him

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual?)

depends on the mood tbf. he loves a quickie (will literally fuck u anywhere at any time if given the chance) but also slow and loving is so so important to him!! especially if you’ve been apart for a little while he just really wants to take his time with u and drag everything out for as long as possible with u. so many kisses while he’s fucking u so slow, fingers stroking ur cheek while he mutters over and over that he’s missed u :(( eye contact is huge! for him so he’ll just grip ur chin and be all “eyes on me, sweetheart” and it just makes it so much more intense

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often)

loves them!!!! again, any time, any place. loves summer time so he can see u in ur pretty little dresses and he can just bend u over wherever he can, pull ur underwear to the side and fuck u stupid🤭the amount of times he’s fucked u in a changing room is insane bc he just can’t help himself when u look so pretty doing a little fashion show for him. just presses u up against the wall, hand over ur mouth to keep u quiet while he fucks u from behind. or like in the car before an event/meeting friends? he’s sooo down for it. just pulls u into his lap to ride him and it’s always so obvious when u finally go meet whoever u have plans with bc u both look so disheveled and fucked out

R = Risk (are they game to experiment, do they take risks)

loves experimenting with new things bc how else is he gna know what he likes? like the two of u have had so many conversations abt all the different things you’d like to try and he definitely has a list that youse check things off on. and he’s huge on fucking in risky places bc it’s just so hot to him!!! gets off on fucking u in semi public places while making u bite down on ur own underwear to keep quiet🤭

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for, how long do they last)

he’s insatiable tbf. he just gets into such a headspace that he can never just go for one round he needs to go for a least three before he even thinks abt giving u a break. mainly just bc he likes seeing u so wrecked and on the point of breaking bc he thinks u look so pretty like that🤭his favourite thing is to eat u out between rounds of fucking u bc then he gets to drag so many orgasms out of u and gets such a thrill out of seeing u all limp and fucked out on his bed

T = Toy (do they own toys? do they use them?)

he’s obsessed w toys!!!! loves using them on u and then mocking u abt how much it ruins u. i just have this idea of him loving those little remote control vibrators🤭🤭like u have one that he can control w his phone and he uses it whenever the two of u go to events or restaurants bc u both just love the thrill of it. he’ll just sit opposite u at the table all smirks while he’s controlling it and it gets him so worked up trying to see u keep ur cool and every time u get close to coming he switches it off just to watch u pout and whine. bonus points for if the waiter is obviously flirting with u he’ll switch it up to the highest speed to watch u struggle and get all high pitched

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

he’s awful when it comes it teasing to the point he sometimes has u crying bc u can’t take anymore. he just loves drawing things out bc he knows the end result will be so good even if ur getting frustrated w him. and in public he absolutely loves giving u little ass slaps or whispering dirty things in ur ear just to get u to squirm and sooooo many times he’ll try and get u off while ur sitting next to him but stops before u get anywhere near finishing while acting like nothings happening. and he knows u get all hot and bothered abt his hands so he’ll purposely do things to flex them and show them off then gets all cocky when he sees the way ur looking at him

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make)

oh he’s loud. and whiney. so so whiney. is always in ur ear giving u so much praise and babbling that he loves u and gets a little higher in pitch when he’s abt to cum and it’s just so so hot. loves to talk u through literally everything and whenever he talks u through head/handjobs it gets u soooo worked up bc he just sounds so hot

W = Wild Card (get a random headcanon for the person of your choice)

he loves taking polaroids during sex and has a whole photo album stuffed in his bottom draw that’s just full of dirty pictures. like he has a select few videos/pics on his phone that he looks at when he’s away but he mainly uses polaroids bc he just thinks it’s so much hotter? u can tell which pictures are his favourites too bc the corners are a little more rough and bent where he’s tugged them out. he also keeps one in his wallet tucked just behind one of his cards that he peeks at every now and then when no one’s paying attention and it’s a full shot of ur tits and face, covered in cum while ur grinning up at him and it’s genuinely one of his favourite pictures ever

X = X-Ray (let’s see what’s going on in those pants)

big. thick. it took a while to get used to his size and u still struggle to take all of him sometimes, especially if u haven’t had sex in a while but he always talks u through it and makes sure u know how good ur doing. strokes his fingers over ur cheek and peppers u in kisses while being all “just a bit more, sweetheart, i know u can take the rest f’me. good girl, look how well ur doing. knew u could take it all”

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

he’s horny all the time. he wants to fuck u all the time and it only gets worse when you’ve been apart for a few days. the second ur home he just has to have u bc it’s all he’s been thinking abt and he’ll just be kissing u senseless, burying himself completely into u while repeatedly mumbling little “missed you”s into ur skin

Z = ZZZ (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

sooo quickly bc he’s always so wrecked afterwards. he’ll help get u cleaned up and make sure ur okay but then he’s begging for cuddles and he’s already letting his eyes fall closed. will just pull u into him or will flop down on top of u and be all “just gimme ten minutes” but u know for a fact he’s gna have a full blown nap. it’s why he absolutely loves middle of the night sex bc it completely knocks him out

#levi colwill #levi rambles🧸#levi colwill x reader #levi colwill smut #levi colwill fluff #levi colwill fic #levi colwill blurb #levi colwill one shot

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snowseasonmademe · 26 days ago

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Let love set you free

warning ‼️: angst, breakup

word count: 3,370

paring: levi colwill x black female reader

summary: you both tried to run and hide from it but the weight of time crushes your love into dust

tag list: @sucredreamer @irishmanwhore @whoevenisthiz @iamquiantrelle @dexastres @coffeevacation @goldenngt @btslover117 @kennasutopia @jessnotwiththemess

note: this song is one of my favorites of all time. i think it’s really beautiful and i thought levi would be perfect for the storyline so here it is! i know this is my second angst for him lol but he just fits. i’ll write something fun for him soon, i promise. actually i’ve written quite a few angst fics that will be posted soon, so be ready for that. anyway, as always enjoy and tell me what you think🤍🤍!!!!!!

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There was a time when loving Levi felt like second nature, like breathing—something you didn’t have to think about, something that just was. The two of you fit together effortlessly, your souls woven into each other with a quiet certainty. It was in the way he’d wake up before you, pressing soft kisses to your shoulder before slipping out of bed, letting you sleep in while he made coffee. The way his voice would soften whenever he said your name, like it was sacred. The way his hand always found the small of your back in a crowded room, as if reassuring himself that you were still there, still his. It was easy back then, simple in a way that felt rare. Love had been an unspoken promise between you—constant, unwavering. But even the most beautiful things can fracture under the weight of time.

You both felt the shift before you ever spoke it into existence. It started with the little things, the ones that seemed insignificant on their own but built up like cracks in a foundation. The calls that went unanswered for longer than usual. The texts that felt more like obligations than conversations. The quiet moments that once held comfort but now felt strained, like neither of you knew what to say anymore. He would come home later, exhaustion etched into his features, and you’d be waiting, hoping for something—anything—to remind you of what you once had. But it never came. His kisses were still there, but they were different. Routine. A habit rather than a desire. And that scared you more than anything.

Levi had always been the type to carry his emotions carefully, tucking them away where no one could reach them. But you had always known how to read him. And the truth was, he had been pulling away for a while now. Maybe not intentionally, maybe not even consciously, but you could feel it, like a slow, inevitable tide pulling him further and further out of reach. He still loved you—you knew that. But love wasn’t always enough. Not when the silences between you stretched longer than the conversations, not when you felt lonelier with him than you ever did alone.

You had tried to fight for it, for him, for what you built together. You had tried to remind him of the love that once felt like home, like something neither of you would ever have to question. You planned dinners, showed up at his training sessions, left little notes in the pockets of his jackets, just like you used to. And for a while, it almost felt like things were getting better. He’d kiss you longer, pull you closer, whisper things that sounded like hope against your skin. But it was fleeting. A temporary fix to something deeper, something neither of you wanted to name out loud.

And now, standing in his apartment as the golden light of the setting sun washed over everything, you realized that the fight was over. Not because you didn’t love him anymore, but because you loved him too much to keep holding on when you knew it was hurting you both. Love, in its truest form, wasn’t supposed to feel like this. Like waiting for something that would never come. Like grasping at something slipping through your fingers no matter how tightly you held on.

Levi hadn’t said much, but he didn’t need to. The silence between you told the story neither of you wanted to speak aloud. You could tell he was trying to find the right words. Words that might soften the blow, that might make this hurt less. But there weren’t any. You had both known this moment was coming. You had both felt the ending long before it arrived. And that was the hardest part—not the anger, not the fights, not even the pain. Just the quiet acceptance that love alone wasn’t enough to keep you together. There was no need for words between the two of you—everything had already been said, written in the spaces between your breaths and the pauses in your conversations.

The golden hour light filtered softly through the large windows of Levi’s apartment, casting elongated shadows that stretched across the sleek, polished wooden floors. The soft amber and rose hues of the setting sun bled into the room, bathing the space in a gentle warmth. Everything was tinged with that fleeting glow, transforming the otherwise simple, modern apartment into something dreamlike—like a scene from a painting. There was a quiet stillness to the air, almost as if the whole world outside had slowed down, leaving the two of you suspended in time. You stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, arms wrapped tightly around yourself, not for warmth but for comfort, as you gazed out at the London skyline. The city stretched out beneath you, its buildings sprawling like giants in the distance, bathed in the last remnants of the sun’s light. The sky above had taken on a gradient of colors, with the softest shades of amber and rose slowly merging and shifting, stretching toward the inevitable night. You watched as the light began to fade, but there was something inside of you—an ache—that wanted it to last longer.

Just a little longer. If only time would slow, just for a few minutes, enough to hold onto the way this moment felt before it all slipped through your fingers. You wanted to capture it, to freeze it in place. The beauty of the scene outside was starkly juxtaposed by the heaviness in your chest. You could feel the weight of the finality in the air, and it was suffocating, even in the midst of the quiet beauty.

Behind you, you could sense him before you heard him. Levi sat on the edge of the couch, his posture rigid, elbows resting on his knees, head slightly bowed as though the weight of the situation had pressed him down. The light caught the sharp angles of his jaw and the dark strands of his hair, falling messily against his forehead. You could feel the quiet tension between you, so thick it almost seemed to hang in the air like a heavy fog, making it hard to breathe. He hadn’t spoken much since you arrived, and you realized, with a sinking feeling in your stomach, that he didn’t need to.

You exhaled slowly, shifting your weight slightly on your feet. Finally, you felt him move, his voice breaking through the heavy stillness. When he spoke, his words were quiet, almost tentative, as if he were unsure whether he wanted to break the fragile silence that surrounded you both. “So this is it then?”

His voice sent a fresh, sharp ache through your chest, a painful reminder of the reality of it all. You stood frozen for a moment, not sure how to answer, not sure if you could answer. Slowly, you turned to face him, and the moment your eyes locked with his, it felt like the wind had been knocked out of you. For the first time, you saw him—really saw him. Levi, usually so composed, so controlled, now looked entirely different. There was a weariness in his eyes, a quiet exhaustion that had nothing to do with football. The weight of everything between you was too heavy for him to bear. The sharp line of his jaw was tense, his brows furrowed in that familiar crease that spoke of worry, of something deeper than just the surface of a football game or a training session. His dark brown eyes, usually filled with the usual quiet confidence, were instead clouded with something you couldn’t quite place—rawness, vulnerability, maybe even regret. It wasn’t just his eyes that gave him away. His hands, usually so steady, were clenched in tight fists on his lap, his knuckles stark white in contrast to his skin. The air between you was thick, charged, and all you wanted to do was reach out to him. But you knew that if you did, you’d never be able to let go.

You swallowed hard, the lump in your throat tightening as you fought to steady your breathing. His question hung in the air between you, and the weight of it pressed down on you, suffocating you in ways that no words ever could. You had known—both of you had known—that this moment would come, but saying it out loud felt like a betrayal. “I think we both knew it was coming” you whispered, the words tasting bitter as they left your lips, laden with the sorrow you had been holding inside for so long.

Levi let out a slow breath, a low sound that seemed to carry all the weight of the conversation, all the years of unspoken emotions and fractured moments. He ran a hand down his face, the action almost mechanical, like he was trying to rub away the exhaustion, the grief that clung to him. He shook his head softly, a humorless chuckle slipping from his throat. “Yeah… maybe. I just didn’t want to admit it” he admitted, his voice rough and strained, like he was fighting back something that was much larger than either of you. It wasn’t just the end of your relationship, you realized—it was everything, all the weight of the unsaid things, the unfinished stories that would never come to light. The ache in his voice mirrored the ache in your chest, a jagged wound that you couldn’t fix.

You took a step forward, each movement slow, like the ground beneath your feet might crack open if you moved too quickly. You were terrified that getting too close would shatter the fragile thread that still connected you, but your heart was already betraying you, pulling you toward him, against your better judgment. Levi didn’t move, didn’t retreat. He stayed there, sitting on the couch, his eyes never leaving you as you came to stand between his parted knees. His presence was suffocating in the best and worst ways, the space around him charged with the weight of everything unsaid. You stood there for a long moment, your fingers twitching at your sides, aching to reach out for him. You wanted to touch him, to smooth over the tension that had taken root in his shoulders, to hold him like you had so many times before. But you couldn’t. You knew you couldn’t.

Instead, you inhaled deeply, trying to steady the tremor in your chest, trying to make sense of the swirling emotions that were threatening to overtake you. Your words were soft, but they held so much weight as you whispered, “I don’t regret any of it” The confession fell from your lips like a quiet promise, one you weren’t sure you’d ever be able to fully keep, but you said it anyway, because it was the truth.

His lips parted slightly, and for a brief moment, his eyes softened, the walls he’d built around himself crumbling just enough to reveal the vulnerability beneath. His breath hitched, and before you could even think to pull away, his hand lifted, warm and familiar. It wrapped around your wrist, his fingers curling around you with a quiet intensity that made your heart skip a beat. He didn’t grip you tightly—he never did—but it was enough. Just enough to make you feel the pull, to make you hesitate, like the weight of his touch had an invisible tether that you couldn’t ignore.

“Then don’t go” he murmured, his voice so soft, so pleading, that it sent a tremor through your body. The words were laced with desperation, with a longing that twisted your insides. The space between you both seemed to close in, the air thick with something you couldn’t name, something that held you in place even as every part of you wanted to move, wanted to give in to the urge to stay. But you couldn’t. You knew you couldn’t.

Your resolve wavered, just for a moment, the invisible force between you so strong that it almost overwhelmed you. The connection, the history, the intimacy you had shared—it all came rushing back in a tidal wave. You had spent so much time memorizing him, every detail of him—the sharp cut of his jaw, the way his dark brown eyes would soften when he was being serious, the fullness of his lips when he would smile, the way his gaze would darken when he was thinking. You had cataloged every inch of him, every moment, and now, standing here, you could feel yourself pulling toward him, the magnetism of his presence impossible to resist.

But you had to resist. You had to.

You let out a shaky breath, forcing yourself to shake your head, to put distance between you that neither of you seemed willing to close. “You deserve someone who can meet you where you are” you said, your voice barely above a whisper, cracking under the weight of the words. “And I deserve to be the person I’m meant to be” Saying it out loud felt like ripping off a bandage, but there was no other choice.

Levi’s jaw tightened, his features hardening for a brief moment, and you saw the way his grip on your wrist loosened, just enough to let you go. But he didn’t fully release you. His fingers lingered, brushing the inside of your wrist, his thumb gliding slowly, almost absent-mindedly, over the sensitive skin of your palm. It was a touch that spoke louder than words—muscle memory, something deep inside him that couldn’t stop himself from reaching for you, even now, even when he knew it was too late. The slow, absent-minded stroke was like a quiet confession in itself, a final, fleeting reminder of everything you had been. The air between you was heavy with unspoken longing, and for a moment, you weren’t sure if you could walk away.

The silence between you stretched, thick with longing, saturated with the ghosts of things left unsaid, the weight of your shared history hanging in the air like a heavy, fragile thread. Neither of you moved, each of you caught in the stillness, knowing that one of you had to make the first move, but neither of you ready to do it. The tension was unbearable, thick enough to suffocate you, but at the same time, it was the one thing that kept you anchored to this moment, to him.

Then, as though drawn by the same invisible force that had kept you tethered here, Levi moved. Slowly, he stood, rising to his full height, his presence swallowing the space between you, commanding attention in the quiet room. He was so close that the air between you seemed to shimmer with the pull of his gravity. The scent of his cologne, warm and familiar, still clung to his skin, wrapping around you like a memory, like something that had always been a part of you. It was the kind of scent that felt like home—deep, comforting, with an edge of something sharper, more complex. The kind of scent you’d never forget.

Your breath hitched as he lifted his hand toward you, his fingers brushing against your cheek in the lightest, most delicate touch. It sent a shiver racing down your spine, a tingling warmth spreading from the point of contact, spreading like fire across your skin. Your heart thudded loudly in your chest, each beat sounding like a drum, a rhythm you couldn’t escape. His gaze was heavy, searching, as if he was trying to memorize every detail of you, every curve of your face, every line of your body, as if he were trying to hold on to something that was slipping through his fingers. His eyes traced the shape of your lips, lingering there for a moment too long, and you could feel the tension building between you, the magnetic pull that had always existed.

You barely realized you were swaying toward him, your body betraying you, moving on its own, as if it knew something your mind was too afraid to admit. Your fingers twitched, curling into the fabric of his shirt as if you could hold him in place, as if you could stop time, stop yourself from walking away. His nose brushed against yours, the touch so featherlight that it felt like it was the only thing keeping you grounded, the only thing tethering you to reality. His breath hitched, and you felt it—felt the hesitation, the way he was fighting the urge to lean in, to close the space between you. There was an undeniable pull, something so raw, so desperate that it nearly consumed you both. But then, in that suspended moment, you realized that all it would take was the slightest tilt of your chin, the faintest movement of your lips, and you would be kissing him. You would be tangled in the softness of his lips, in the warmth of his touch, and you weren’t sure if you could walk away from that.

But then, just as suddenly, reality came crashing down. It was sharp, unforgiving, and harsh in its clarity. The weight of your decision pressed down on you, cutting through the longing, through the desire, through the history that held you together like chains. You exhaled sharply, forcing yourself to pull away before you could cross that line, before you could do something you would never be able to undo. You couldn’t give in. Not like this.

Levi’s eyes flickered, and in that brief moment, you saw everything—the pain, the understanding, the frustration—tangled together in a storm that you couldn’t fight. He dropped his hand from your cheek, fingers flexing at his sides like he was struggling to let you go. His eyes held yours, unblinking, his gaze unreadable, but there was something in it. Something raw, something almost desperate. A quiet plea for you to stay, even though you both knew you couldn’t.

Your throat tightened, a lump forming that made it impossible to speak. But somehow, you managed to get the words out, your voice trembling as you said, “Goodbye Levi” It felt like the hardest thing you’d ever said, like each letter was a weight that you couldn’t carry.

His jaw clenched at the words, his lips pressing into a thin line, his whole body stiffening with emotion. But he didn’t speak. He didn’t say anything. He just held your gaze, something unreadable swimming in his dark eyes, something that you couldn’t quite place but felt deep in your bones. And then, after a long moment, he gave you the smallest nod. It was almost imperceptible, a subtle movement that meant everything. An unspoken okay, a silent acceptance of the decision you’d made, even if it hurt him. Even if it killed him.

You turned away before you could change your mind, before the pull of his gaze could drag you back to him. Your steps were slow, each one feeling heavier than the last as you moved toward the door. The weight of your decision was starting to settle in, pressing down on you, making every movement feel like it was taking everything you had left. Your fingers trembled slightly as you reached for the door handle, the cool metal grounding you, reminding you that this was real, that this was happening. Your heart was racing, but it wasn’t relief. Not yet. Maybe not ever. But there was something else—a strange, unsettling sense of lightness.

It wasn’t the freedom you had imagined, but there was something freeing in knowing that love, even the deepest kind, didn’t always have to end in ruin. Sometimes, love meant knowing when to let go, when to walk away, even when every part of you screamed to stay.

As you stepped out into the cool evening air, the London cityscape stretching out before you, the soft hum of the city blending with the rhythm of your heart, you felt it. You couldn’t explain it, but you swore you could feel them—the wings, unfolding, lifting you, carrying you toward something new, something different. Pretty wings, light and delicate, but strong enough to carry you away from this moment, this love, and toward the future waiting for you.

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