#i saw some fanart of him in a maid outfit that altered my brain chemistry

[loveandpeaceanddoughnuts]

Clean Sheets: Maid!Levi x Reader

cw: attempted seduction, shameless smut // wc: 3,579 // [ao3]

You had a giant crush on the guy who cleaned your house. Not in a creepy middle-aged-mom-wants-the-pool-boy way, you told yourself. The cleaning service you hired when you started working longer shifts (after your therapist convinced you that you were not a bad person because you didn’t dust your baseboards, despite what your mother had said) just so happened to come in the form of an incredibly sexy man. 

Sexy and intimidating, even though the two of you were the same height. He never smiled, just showed up on your doorstep in a tight little uniform and got to work. You weren’t sure why a cleaner needed a leather harness, but you weren’t going to complain when you saw the way it stretched around his pecs as he scrubbed. 

He’d barely spoken to you beyond a gruff introduction on the first day, but you learned that his name was Levi Ackerman, and that he would begrudgingly accept a cup of tea if you offered it. Maybe it was the aloofness that drew you to him, or the way he wielded a mop like a weapon, or the dust cloths he tied over his hair and face like a housewife from the fifties. 

Whatever it was, you had it bad for the guy. And today was the day you were going to seduce him. He had just finished the last room in the house, and you were waiting in the kitchen to give him his payment.   

As he walked in, you slowly reached up and began to unbutton your top. Your tits spilled out right on cue. “I’m a little short on cash today, Mr. Ackerman,” you purred. “Is there any way I can pay you with…something else?” You bit your lip and looked up at him through fluttering eyelashes. Sure, you were laying it on a little thick, but better to be clear about it, you thought.  

Levi was staring past you, frowning at a stain on the counter as he tugged down his cloth mask. You gave a breathy little laugh and tried to lean into his view, but he just stepped around you and kept glaring. “I just cleaned that. You’ve only been in here for thirty seconds, how have you already made a mess? What are you, a damn tornado?”

Your jaw dropped as you absorbed his tirade. “A torna- what? What are you talking about?” How has this already gone off-script? “Ackerman, my tits are out!” 

He finally looked back at you. “Why are your tits out?”

“Because I’m trying to seduce you, you idiot!”

“Well that’s not a very good way to go about it, saying things like that,” he said flatly. 

God he was infuriating. You wanted to suck the condescension right out of his cock. 

“Well it would have been, if you weren’t so focused on this,” you whirled around and squinted at the splash of coffee that had so offended him. You licked your thumb and rubbed the stain away. “There. Is that better?”

He clutched at the cloth around his neck in horror. “No it is not!” You’d never seen his eyes so wide, and were momentarily distracted by how pretty they were. The sight brought you back to your objective. Time for a new tactic.

You hoisted yourself up on the counter across from him, swinging your legs nonchalantly as you watched him sponge away the spot with muttered curses. He was so meticulous. Surely that had to translate into the bedroom…you shook your head. Eyes on the prize. The prize that was currently bent over to examine your countertop from eye level. 

Apparently satisfied, Levi straightened up and turned back to you, his steel gray eyes unimpressed. “What exactly are you trying to do here?”

You giggle. “I told you. I’m seducing you.”

He tucked the sponge away neatly and crossed his arms. “No, you’re not.”

“Oh come onnn. Not even a little?”

The ghost of a smirk crossed his face. “Not even a little.”

“Well what do you want me to do, huh?”

Levi rolled his eyes at your pout and smoothly crossed the room, crowding you against the countertop as he stepped between your legs. He looked up at you with all the confidence in the world. “I want you to use your words. None of this hair-twirling, giggling shit. What do you want?”

Your mouth went dry as your pussy flooded. “Uh, I, I want-”

“Uh, I, I want-” He mocked your horny babble in his sandpaper voice, leaning in closer. “Use. Your. Words. I know you have a dirty mouth to match your house.”

The insult somehow made your arousal burn hotter. You swallowed hard and tried to find your voice again. “I want you to fuck me, Ackerman.”

He smiled tightly. “Levi, if we’re fucking.” 

“Are we? Fucking?” It made you dizzy to look down at him, the proximity painful. You wondered dimly if he could feel the heat radiating from between your legs.

The shadows under his eyes were thrown into stark relief as he tilted his head up into the fluorescent light of your kitchen. He smelled like clean linen hung out to dry in a lightning storm. His hands were softer than you imagined when they cupped your face, dragging your lips against his. Levi’s kiss was exploratory, gentle and probing. When you tried to deepen it, your tongue swiping against his bottom lip, he pulled back with a smirk.

“Tch, someone’s eager. You want me that bad?”

You shivered, dragging your nails across his sharp undercut. “Yeah, I do.”

He nodded, pleased, and you glowed at the crumb of praise. What was this guy doing to you? 

“Then I suppose you can call me Levi.” He gripped your thighs and pulled you to the edge of the countertop, hooking your legs around his waist. He lifted you easily and carried you to your own bedroom as if he had done it a hundred times. You took the opportunity to press greedy kisses along his newly accessible neck and sharp jaw, relishing the little hiss of air it drew from him.

He dropped you back onto your bed, one knee already up to follow you there when he froze. He stared down at where your clothed cunt had pressed against his spotless gray shirt. Well. Formerly spotless. His eyes turned steely, and he herded you back on the bed until you hit the headboard, caged in by his strong arms. “Look at that. You’ve already made another mess. Filthy girl.”

He slides the hem of his shirt up teasingly, revealing chiseled abs. You want to lick him like a goddamn lollipop. He seems to read your mind, looking at you with an air of expectation. When you don’t move, he rolls his eyes again. 

“Eh? Do I need to spell it out?” He grabs your chin and turns your face to his waist. “Clean your mess.” You stick out your tongue, and when he doesn’t say anything to correct you, you lean forward and lick a long, hot stripe up his six-pack, shivering at the faint tang of your own arousal. He closes his eyes and sighs, his muscles tensing as you taste him. “Good girl.” 

Eager to make the most of your opportunity, you hook your fingers into the waistband of his pants and tug, a silent question in your eyes. He huffed a laugh and let go of your chin to start unbuckling the frankly egregious amount of fastenings on his belt and harness. He makes quick work of it, and you're treated to the sight of your bizarrely buff house cleaner unwrapping himself like a present on your bed.

There’s a small mountain of strappy leather beside him by the time he’s done, and you’re drowning in anticipation. He catches your wide-eyed stare and looks away, the barest hint of a flush on his cheeks. Levi reached behind him with one hand and tugged his shirt over his head by the collar. “Well? Are you going to join me?”

You scrambled to take off your dress, shivering under the heat of his stare. It was hard to read approval in his sharp face, but he leaned closer, guiding your hands back to his waist. He held his hands over yours as you unbuttoned him and slid his trousers down his narrow hips. 

Your mouth watered at the sight of the bulge that strained against his briefs. You slowly dragged them down his tight, muscled ass. His cock was stunning, lovely in a way you’d never thought a cock could be. It was long and thick, pale with a prominent vein and the slightest left curve. Pearly precum beaded at his flushed pink tip, slapping hard against his abdomen as you set it free.

“You’re so pretty,” you murmured, cock-drunk without your lips ever touching him. 

“That’s not one I’ve heard before.” His voice was still gruff, but when you managed to pull your eyes away from his dick you were stunned to see that the hint of color on his cheeks had darkened to a full-blown blush. It makes you bold again.

“You like that? Being called pretty?”

He glared at you. “Don’t be ridiculous. Pretty. Tch.”  

You grinned back and bent down to press a soft kiss to his tip. It jumped against you, glossing your lips with precum. “I think you do.” 

Levi clenched his jaw as you teased him. “Thought you just wanted to get fucked, woman.”

You ignore the threat and press another gentle kiss to his swollen cockhead. “That’s before I knew you had such a pretty dick.” 

In a flash, Levi had you on your back. He grabbed both your cheeks in one hand, squeezing them into a pout. “Yeah? Well I knew from the start you’d be a brat.” His hard body pins you to the bed, and you feel him throb against your stomach. 

“You like it,” you mumble through squished lips. 

“Shut up.” 

“Make me.” You stick your tongue out, and Levi almost chokes.

“You are such a-” he lets go of you, dragging a hand down his face. “Are you always this annoying?” 

You smile up at him as he frowns, curling your fingers around his cock. “Probably.” You stroke him lazily, and he shudders at your touch. His strong arms tremble as they cage you in. 

“Maybe I need to fuck that attitude out of you, hm?” There’s a tremor in his gravelly voice now.

“You can certainly try,” you purr. You have him right where you want him- flushed and needy and just a little frustrated. 

He growls at your challenge, yanking your soaked panties down to your knees. He grabs your wrists in one hand and pulls them over your head, pinning you to the mattress. The position makes you arch your back, and he smirks as he nudges your legs wider with his knee. His cock is achingly hard now, weeping precum as he teases it between your folds. His eyes are dark as he coats himself with your arousal, his tip nudging your clit in a mean little tease every few strokes. 

“So wet for me already, eh? Making a mess of your clean sheets.” He clicks his tongue. “Better make this worth the extra work, beautiful.” 

You resist the sudden urge to giggle. It’s all going so perfectly, and he’s hotter than you’d dreamed. He’s just as eager as you are underneath the cocky nonchalance, but the persona is part of the reason you’ve been lusting after him anyway, so you let him keep it. He’s right about the mess, after all. You’re lying in a rapidly growing pool of your own slick, your cunt clenching around nothing as he teases you. As fun as the game is, you want his chiseled cock to split you in half already.

“Please Levi…” you whimper.

“Yes? Is there something you want?” 

Your face flushes at the prompting. “You know what I want.”

“Your words, remember, sweetheart? If you want something from me, you need to tell me what it is. You need to beg me for it.” He leans closer to you as he speaks, his lips brushing your ear on the last words.

“Fuck you.” 

Levi looks down, back up at you, and back down again, dramatically arching an eyebrow. “Is that what’s happening here?” 

The sarcasm makes you want to rip out your hair. Or better yet, his. You suck in a breath and open your mouth just as he reaches down and pinches your clit, soothing it with little circles immediately after. Your retort turns into a moan. “Leviiiiii…”

“Hmm?” He cocks his head, still rubbing your clit. 

You try again. “Levi, I- ohhhhhh fuck!” This time he shoves two fingers into your eager cunt, smirking at the greedy squelch it makes. He curls them against your plush walls, reading every gasp and jerk of your hips like a map to your most sensitive spots. 

“I can’t quite understand you,” he says smoothly. Your eyes rolled back as he added another finger, pumping all three into you in a steady rhythm. “Though I think prefer you like this. So much more polite.” You squirm desperately against him, his relentless fingers stretching you deliciously. 

“Levi, please!” You choke out, twisting your wrists helplessly in his grasp. “Please, can’t take it, need you inside me, please,” your face crumples as he angles his hand even deeper, hitting a spot inside you that makes you see stars.

“Since you asked so nicely.” He slides out of you, holding his hand up to examine the translucent stretch of your slick as he spreads his fingers. “I’ll clean up after you free of charge, just this once,” he teases, sucking them into his mouth with a hum of pleasure. He closes his eyes as he licks you off his hand, and you watch in helpless awe. He’s thorough, of course.

“You taste so good,” he murmurs, wiping his spit-soaked fingers on your cheek. Levi lines himself up with your entrance, letting your wrists go at last so he can grip your hips with both hands. You squirm, trying desperately to relieve the aching emptiness he’s left you with. He gives you a real smile for the first time as he watches you wriggle underneath him.

“I love how eager you are for me.” He laughs, shaking his spiky bangs out of his eyes. “You make me feel so-” he hissed as you managed to sink down onto his tip, the heat of you overwhelming. “Mmm. I can’t keep you waiting any longer, can I?”

“No, you can’t,” you gasp, reaching up to pull him down to you by the back of his neck. “You’re driving me insane, Levi, please.” His eyes almost sparkle as he rocks his hips forward, at last, sheathing himself inside of you with a ragged groan. 

He feels perfect, dragging easily against your soft walls as you stretch to take all of him. His vein throbs against you and it sends sparks down your legs. He pulls almost all the way out before slamming into you again, moaning when you shove his lips against yours in a sloppy kiss. This time he parts his lips eagerly when you lick at them, and you taste yourself on his tongue as you devour him.

“Levi, oh fuck, Levi…” He swallows your moans and sets a punishing rhythm, his heavy balls slapping against your ass as he spreads you open. 

“Taking me so fuckin’ well, that’s it, good girl,” he moans praises against your neck, hands sliding under your back to support you as you arch into his strokes. “Is that what you wanted? You needed me to use this sloppy pussy?” The dirty talk rolls off his tongue so easily, even as he gently holds you up and kisses your sweaty forehead. “I can tell how badly you wanted this, so goddamn soaked for me, so filthy.” 

You nodded helplessly, fucked dumb, mouth falling open as he slammed you into the mattress. The sound of your own panting breath sounded very far away, your ears ringing with the force of his thrusts. “Filthy…” you repeat mindlessly, twisting your fingers into his hair, trying to anchor yourself.

He groaned as you pulled his hair, tossing his head back into your grip. “That’s it, hold onto me, I’ve got you.” He lifted you higher, his hands spread across your ass and the small of your back to hold you up against him. You felt him even deeper from this angle, legs shaking as they dangled helplessly around his back. Only your upper body stayed on the bed, the rest of you made into a willing cocksleeve as Levi slammed you up and down against himself. 

“Such a little brat, trying to seduce me, eye-fucking me while I work,” he growled, grinding you down against his abs as he makes you take him to the hilt. The friction against your clit is maddening, almost unbearable combined with how hard he’s slamming into you. He doesn’t miss the way you clench around his cock, and shifts his grip on you to one arm so he can torture your puffy clit with his free hand. He rolls it faster and faster between his fingers, teeth flashing in another smile as you muffle a scream behind your hand. 

“Good girl. You gonna cum on this cock, eh? Don’t hide those pretty little sounds from me. Wanna hear how good I’m fucking you.” He works you up to the edge of orgasm and keeps you there with steady pressure on your clit, taking his time. You scrunch your eyes shut, mouth stretched open in a silent scream as his cock knocks against your cervix.

He’s breathing harder, his voice rough and desperate. “Tell me who owns this messy cunt. Tell me who’s giving you the best damn fuck you’ve ever had,” he grits out.

“Levi!” You cry. “It’s you, it’s you Levi…”

“Yeah?” He’s getting meaner, your legs locking around his waist, knowing you can’t take much more. 

“Yes, you, Levi- you own this messy cunt,” you moan, the words burning on your lips. No one’s ever made you feel so helpless, so overcome with pleasure. 

He bends down, folding you in half as he presses his lips to your neck. He whispers praises, punctuating them with open-mouthed kisses down the column of your neck, sucking at the sensitive skin hard enough to leave deep purple bruises. “So fucking good for me. You wanna cum on my cock, beautiful?”

“Yes, yes, please, wanna cum,” you babble, lightheaded and electrified.

“God you’re so gorgeous when you beg,” he sighs, granting your wish with a final pinch to your clit as he kisses your breath away. He pulls away with a gasp as your orgasm makes you clench and tremble around his cock, the sensation driving him to his own peak.

His fucked-out face rearranges itself into the dry smirk that you know so well as he looks down at you. “Gonna let me cum inside, brat? You wouldn’t want to make another mess…” 

You nod frantically, the primal part of you wanting nothing more than to take every drop of him. “Yes, cum in me Levi,” you whimper.

“Ah fuck. You’re killing me,” he groans, but his face softens again when you agree. With a grunt, he leans back and tightens his grip on your thighs, holding you down and spread open. From this position you can see every rippling muscle, every bead of sweat that slides down his taut body. He’s sexy, powerful, confident, but you stand by your earlier statement. Most of all, he looks so pretty as he wrecks you.

His gaze burns down at where you’re joined together, the creamy ring of your slick cum at the base of him, smearing down his thighs. His thrusts get sloppier, shuddering against you as he chases his high. You reach down and cup your hand around his balls, fondling and tugging them gently. Levi’s mouth falls open, his eyes going wide at the unexpected feeling. The look of shock on his face is intoxicating.

It drags him up and over the edge, and he bottoms out in you with a strangled cry, collapsing onto your chest as he shoots rope after rope of creamy cum. The thick warmth of him fills you as you stroke his back and brush the hair from his face, soothing him through is high.

He peels away from you with a shudder, gasping for breath, pupils blown wide in the gray sky of his eyes. He takes a moment just to breathe, coming back to himself before sliding out of you with a wet gush of your mixed cum. He wraps his arms around you and gathers you against his chest, pressing soft kisses to your salty skin.

“You okay?” He murmurs. “You were amazing.” 

You’re spent, your cunt still twitching from his exertions, and it takes all your energy to sleepily whisper back, “More than okay. That was wonderful.” You close your eyes and curl into him. “Sorry that we made a mess…”

He chuckles, his breath ruffling your hair. “I’ll wash these sheets if you don’t mind me staying a little longer.” He drapes his arm around your waist, tracing shapes on your hip, and the gentle caress lulls you even more. 

“Mmm, stay as long as you like.”

P.S. I BEG OF YOU no spoilers I’m watching AOT for the first time and just started S4!