#sub! levi ackerman

[mysicklove]

𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐄

DAY 10: SOMINOPHILIA

With: Levi Ackerman

Word Count: 3.2k

Warnings: gn! reader, sub! levi, nightmares + insomnia mentioned, oral (m! receiving), handjob in dreams, implied age gap, set in around season 2 timeline? im kinda forgetting which season erwin was in... kissing..lots of kissing, reader being puppy coded and levi is sick in love

A/N: sorry this is late!!!! i hope this also isnt too confusing considering it switches back and forth between his dream and irl. idk. also title is named after a song by The Mamas and The Papas that i LOVEEEE

Levi Ackerman finds himself plagued with nightmares. It was always like that though, since he could remember at least. Three to four nights a week he awakes in the middle of night dripping with sweat with his heart nearly beating out of his chest. He has grown used to the lack of sleep by now, it barely bugs him anymore.

That is, until he found someone to share his bed with. 

You were his light, as dramatic and sappy as it sounds, and something he will never admit out loud. But it was true, finally in this dim world he finds himself in, you came crashing in, brighter than the sun. He had fallen for you in record time, and you, drawn to his stoic and feisty aura, came tumbling down after him.

It's been a year now since you've gotten together, and Levi swears the nightmares are getting less frequent. 

Well, at least in the nights where you lay beside him. The nights where you hold him, and he has easier access to your heartbeat. The steady rhythm of your chest rising and falling. Alive.

He doesn't go into too much depth about the nightmares, but you know the general scene of them, usually relating back to his comrades deaths. He has mentioned that the recent ones involve you, and it makes your heart crumble for your beloved each time his voice cracks through the explanation. You don’t press too much on the matter – the nights he wakes up in a cold sweat, you are there to ease him back to sleep, reassuring that you and he are safe. He almost gets a full night of sleep with you around.

But alas, you aren’t all sunshine and rainbows, and neither is he. Nope, you happen to be one of the most erotic people have ever met (though, he hasn’t met many). A sick brat is what he calls you, or sometimes a disgusting pervert, if he’s feeling extra grumpy. The nicknames fly past your head, as you pepper his face with kisses. It was all in good spirit, is what you remind yourself at least. 

“Soooo, Hange recommended–”

“No.”

You pout at the man, pulling away from his chest to glare at him. “You didnt even let me finish my sentence.”

His cold face doesnt let up, even if his eyes hold a playful light to them. “I am smart enough to recognize that anything having to do with Hange is a bad idea.”

You playfully hit his chest, and the man raises his eyebrows at you. A smile pulls at your lips, and Levi cant help but stare whimsically at you. It was unfair, really. “Fine, get on with it, brat.”

“How would you feel if I woke you up with a blow job?” His reaction is immediate, first shock, and then as a couple seconds go by he seems to be much more inclined to agree, but then finally settles on an scowl.

“Why were you talking to Hange about these things?”

You cock your head to the side, tapping on your chin. “Well, I mentioned that your nightmares have started again, and they told me that oral sex helps stop them. Something neurologically with your dick and brain? I don't know.”

He stares at you for a couple of seconds, bewildered at your explanation. But, he realizes quickly what is up, and he immediately pinches the bridge of his nose with a long sigh. “They are fucking with you, idiot. Just trying to get me laid. Hange has always been like that.”

Your face falls at the words, and Levi swears you managed to master the kicked puppy look. He grabs your hands and pulls you back onto his chest, rolling his eyes when you hum into his skin. The warmth brought him comfort, and he finds himself more at peace. “I mean…It won't help with the nightmares, but who would turn down waking up to a blowjob?” Levi mumbles into your hair, while rubbing his hands up and down your arms.

You twist to look up at him, the familiar grin back on your face. “Yeah?”

He scoffs at you, an embaressed blush coating his cheeks. “Just dont wake me up early, alright. Just gonna piss me off.”

He swears he can see you wagging a tail. “Of course, Captain!”

Two weeks have gone by, and Levi has not woken up to your face anywhere near his dick. He has awoke to kisses along his cheeks, and neck, but that wasnt new, you were always disgustingly affectionate in your half awake state. He holds a content (half) smile for about ten seconds as he shuts the door of your room, only for it to drop when he sees Hange.

He wasnt the one to complain though, maybe you were just teasing him. You always did like to press his buttons. He wasn't going to give you the satisfaction of knowing he wants it. So, the dark haired man continues on, nightmares and all, through the weeks.

By the time a month came passing by, he knows that you forgot all about your stupid little promise – your stupid naive words that only worked to piss him off. He glared at you from across the halls for a whole week – never daring to actually show you real signs that he was upset. But after you accidentally caught him frowning at you from across the training grounds, he was immediately dragged back your shared rooms, and fucked lovingly, as you apolgized for everything you could think of that would piss the man off.

You didnt mention the blowjob, but Levi was content with the disheveled hair, and the hickeys and bite marks littering his body, so he forgives you. 

He forgets about the blowjob after two months. You were more horny than usual, so the two of you were at it multiple times a week. He would end up too exhausted to hold any real dreams, including his nightmares.

Levi was okay with it.

9 am. Levi, for the first time ever, was oversleeping. Of course when you woke up at 8 am, on your day off from training, and found your lover by your side, you couldnt help but be shocked. He was usually gone by 5 am to get to training. 

But you heard him woke up multiple times in the middle of the night. The nightmares were back. His shaky hands wrapped around you, and he panted into your neck, trembling like you've never seen before. You don't know what triggered it, but Levi seemed to have a really bad night. 

He deserves to sleep in. So, at fifteen past 8, you scamper to Erwins office and beg the commander for Levi to have a day off. He always did have a soft spot for you. For one, you brought happiness to humanities strongest, and also because his friend silently threatened him death if he was to mistreat you. Erwin agreed without much hesitation. 

You crawl into bed next to your lover, and begin to trace his content face. At least the nightmares were gone for the night.

Then, the realization hits you. This was the perfect time for you to finally do as promised.

You waited months because you wanted Levi to forget about your words. Of course, you assumed he forgot them after a couple of days, paying no attention to your promise, but you waited it out just in case. 

And now, the both of you dont have any plans today. A once in a lifetime experience, it has got to be.

So with one more glance at your lover, you kiss his cheek, hold back a small giggle, and slowly remove the blanket from his lap. Then, you slide yourself down on the bed, and carefully manevuer yourself in between his legs. He doesnt sleep with much attire, growing hot in the night. Plus with the addition of the cold sweat he often finds himself in, he learns that going next to bare was easier. 

You pull down his boxers, and are immediately exposed to a dark patch of hair. It's trimmed properly, but he prefers to have a little hair down their over being completely shaven. Something on the lines of protecting his dick from germs or whatnot. You dont listen to the details, only thinking about how hot it is.

The boxers make it past his thighs, and you glance back up at the man. He doesn't even seem to flinch when the cool air comes into contact with his skin. He snoozes peacefully into the pillow, his dark hair covering his eyes. 

His dick lays limp against his leg, and you pick it up slowly, careful to not wake him up. You run your fingers over it a couple of times, and then, holding the back of it with your fingers to support it, you run your tongue from bottom to top of the length. 

Levi doesn't move. You take that as a sigh to continue. 

Another stripe of the tongue, and then two more, and nothing happens. You grow bolder by the moment. You place his still soft cock into your mouth, and this time you do hear a reaction. Its a quiet sigh, but it was something. His eyes still remain shut.

Slowly, you begin to suckle on the tip, finding it easier to fit it in your mouth while soft. Your tongue roams the shaft, and you press sloppy, wet kisses to his veins. Blood rushes to his cock unconsciously, and Levi still has not stirred, even with his cock now hard. You chuckle with amusement, but dont stop your movements, now dragging your hands along his thighs to appreciate his body.

Levi was having a good dream. It wasnt like the past couple of nightmares, no, this one seemed to have a light hue. It was just the two of you, laying with your backs against grass. A open field, far away from everyone, and not a threat in sight. Titans were gone.

A peaceful world for the two of you. A world Levi craved. 

His hands trace your face, and he stares at you, admiring every crease and divot of your skin. You slide your way over toward him, leaning forward to kiss him. “I love you.”

He hums, eyes falling shut, as he wraps his arms around your body. “Yeah, yeah. Love ya too, brat.”

You giggle at him, and suddenly the smile on your face shifts. It turns soft, the tips of your mouth curling up in an almost feline way, while you eyes become hooded. He watches you lean forward and press your lips to his. The man doesnt stop you, gently kissing you back while your tongue slips into his mouth. Levi gulps when your hands trace down to his pants, and he quickly looks around the meadow, afraid to discover an unwelcomed guest. Of course there was nobody, it was a dream, not a nightmare. Your hand slips into his pants, and Levi’s back arches in the grass.

He twitches in his sleep and you smile fondly at the man. The tip of his cock rest against your cheek, as you admire him for a second too long, only to be rewarded with jolt of his hips from the source unknown, sending it slapping across your face. You hold back a laugh, and then grab at it again, mumbling out a, “Even a brat in your sleep, huh Captain?” 

You lean forward and wrap your lips around him again.

“D-Don't stop!” Levi groans out, hands clutching at your shirt while he squeezes his eyes shut. It doesn't stop the sun from getting past his eyelids, so he moves closer to you to hopefully block it out. You press your lips to his neck, nibbling at the space just beneath his ears.

“Would never,” You purr, and the man glances at your hand. His pants are pulled down completely now, and your pace was rutheless in its up and down motions. It sends him shivering, and covering his face with the back of his arm. He breathes through clenched teeth, and tries his best not to let out a whimper. The man hears your giggle, and before he could stop himself, the whine slips out.

The first noise of the morning was a low whimper. Not much, but definitely there, and unbelievably cute. You grip at his hips and try to take him deeper, but his hips thrusts back into your mouth with another paired whine. Your eyes widen, and you gag out at the unexpected movement, having to pull away to catch your breath. His dark hair whips back and forth, and he continues to make low mewling noises. “Huh, and you call me the pervert. What are you dreaming about, pretty?”

Levi moans into your mouth, wrapping his arms around your neck. His hips buck up into your hands, and you playfully bite his lip, earning a dramatic grunt in complaint. He grips your hair and pulls you back to his lips before you try and let out another teasing remark. Precum leaks onto your hand, and he swears that it provides more of the makeshift lube then usual. Your hand feels better than normal, strangely damp, and so warm. Did handjobs always feel this good?

He can feel his high approaching and his breaths come out quicker. “Gonna..cum. Fuck!”

You detach yourself from his lips. “No, no, no! Not yet!” You tease, voice light and almost giggly. It wasn't the first time you denied him of his release, but it was rare. You always di did pamper him. 

The man scowls at you, borderline on the cusp of baring his teeth. “Why?” He demands, short and simple, but shows exactly how peeved he is. Levi is more than surprised to feel that you didn't squeeze his cock in warning. No, still the warm, tight feeling, that does not make any sense to him.

“Can you do something for me first?”

A demand from you? Unheard of. “Get on with it, I-Im close”

Your hand movements become louder and louder, and it shouldn't sound like that. It's so lewd, and the squelching noise are never that loud. 

You press you lips to his ear, and a shiver runs down his spine at your breath, which is strangely cooler than usual. “Wake up, Captain.”

His eyes snap open immediately and he pants into the dark room. Levi hears it first, before he feels it. A loud slurping sort of noise, and the man feels his cock trapped between something warm, wet. 

A throat. Not a hand. 

He is quick to manevour himself to hold his weight on his elbows, and glances down at you, breaths coming out shallow and quick. You smile when you catch his eye, and for a second you pull away from him. You pepper his length down with kisses. “Well, well, good morning, sleepy head,” You mumble, letting another swipe of your tongue graze his thick blue vein. Then, with little hesitation, you dive back onto his cock, taking it as far as you can into your mouth.

“What are you–Fuck!” His legs instinctually bend outward, and his back arches. His head was still foggy in his half sleepen state. Was that all a dream? Was this real? He grips onto your hair, and does his best not to force you deeper onto his cock.

Levi could feel his orgasm approaching and rapidly, same as the dream. But this time it was real, and by god did it feel that way. His hips buck into your mouth and he lets out loud moans, tucking his face into the pillow to try and muffle them. 

He tries to ask for permission again to cum again, hoping that this time real you wouldnt lead him on. It comes out more as a command, but you just roll your eyes with a smile, the giggle in the back of your throat sending him spiral. 

“Cumming. Oh god. Thank you, thank you, thank you!” He chants, and your eyes widen in shock, but you don't pull away from his cock. He was never the one to be polite in bed, the little brat was always barking commands and half hearted complaints. He must be really enjoying this treat if he was to thank you.

You dont have time to dwell on it much, because he forces your head lower onto his cock and cums into your mouth. You wince at the taste, but bear no mind to it as you watch your lover unravel. His back still continues to arch (which you will never get over) while his eyes are shut. The noises he lets out are soft, more of a mewl and a groan, but adorable nonetheless. His whole body trembles and his legs lay out wide, shaking under the force of the orgasm.

You pull away when he is done, and wipe your lips with the back of your hand. “Taste perfect as usual. Always so good on your diet!”

He rolls his eye at you, but it doesn't hold much bite considering that the man seemed to be basking in the post orgasm glow. “You are gross. I know that shit tastes bad.”

“Nope! Anything that the Captian makes is amazing”

He throws a pillow at your face, and you pout at him, a dramatic whine slipping past your lips. “Don't call me that, I am not even your Captain anymore, brat. And stop pouting!” He demands, pulling up his boxers before letting out a big stretch.

“Why are you so mean to me?” You complain, crawling forward to lay on his chest. “After I gave you head too!”

The frown does not drop from his face, but he does trace his fingers along your face. A silent token of affection that you purr into. “Took ya long enough. Thought you forgot about it.”

You fake hurt, taking in a dramatic breath. “Of course not! I would never lie to you.” The words are light, and holds a smile in them. “And hey, dont you think you are a little spoiled? Complaining that you got a blowjob too late.”

Levi doesnt even seem to react, his facial expression remaining neutral, and his words flat. “No ‘m not. Said thank you and everything.”

To this, you do nod, practically vibrating with affection to give. It was too hard to really be upset with him. “Super polite of you! I was so impressed!”

This does make him roll his eyes. “You really think low of me, huh?”

You poke at his cheek with a smile plastered on your face. “Aww cmon dont be dramatic again. You know I dont. Oh! Also, did it help with the nightmares?” You tease, knowing exactly what type of dream he really was having. “You sounded very….Scared in your dream.”

He seems to flush red, but alas, Levi was never the one to be on the losing foot. “....Yes. Seems like you are going to have to do this for me everyday. To stop the nightmares.”

You burst out laughing, and fail to see the small grin that creeps up the dark haired man's face.

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[eli0004]

Some random Levi relationship HCs

Summary: Just some random lil Levi things I’ve had on my brain lately :D

Rating: 18+ [Minors DNI]

A/n: I can do a part two if anyone is interested

If you compliment him on his appearance, say you like his hair when it’s longer in the front, tell him he looks lovely in that shade of green, he will never forget that shit. He’ll start leaving his hair longer and wearing your favorite colors on him more often, because he loves knowing you’re finding him attractive.

When Levi catches you checking him out, he acts appalled, absolutely flabbergasted, how dare you objectify him like this. He’ll roll his eyes and scoff, waving you off like he can’t believe you’d be so openly perverted like this, but then you’ll spot the blush spreading over his cheeks, and if you’re lucky, you might even catch a glimpse of his lips curling up in a playful smirk as he turns away from you.

He’s not always “stoic”, he just has a very dry sense of humor. Sarcasm, deadpan jokes and teasing actually make him chuckle occasionally, and he loves when you go back and forth with him.

He doesn’t have a great social battery, but when he loves you, he wants you around regardless. Sometimes his favorite moments are sitting together in comfortable silence, and having you rake your fingers through his dark hair, or scratch his back.

I think he has a pretty normal sex drive, but sometimes he needs a lot of foreplay to get comfortable, because the second that sex starts to feel like mindless fucking rather than an expression of love, he feels unnerved and off put.

He’s such a giver, that if you give him something back he’ll be absolutely touched. Make him a bracelet? He’ll never take it off. Bring him something he forgot on his way out the door that morning? He’s thinking about putting a ring on your finger. Cook him his favorite meal? He’ll melt into a puddle of soft sappy feelings.

Honestly, he’s really just a hopeless romantic. Once upon a time he was a little boy that day-dreamt of finally being loved, being held, and doted on. Up until now, he was starting to get used to the idea of being alone, so he’ll do anything to keep you happy and content with him.

I think levi is a switch, but he leans towards submissive because, again, he loves being doted on. He likes sensual touching, thumb against his cheek, fingers gripping his thighs, running your nails down his abdomen and feeling it tense up. He fantasizes about that kind of thing. He wants your hands all over him.

He gets super turned on by possessive behavior, in and out of the bedroom. Bite him, yank on his hair, ask him who’s cock this is, he loves that shit. If you get jealous easily, he’ll roll his eyes and tell you you’re being immature, but he’s such a bad liar because his ego is soaring. He’ll be walking around with a little more confidence that day.

If you keep eye contact and tell him you love him during sex, he might bust on the spot.

In the colder months, he tends to become depressed easily. He benefits from having someone who won’t allow him to shut himself away.

Husband material, marry him immediately.

[jrreigns]

Summer Heat

It’s the middle of the night and it’s hot. Levi can’t get the thought of you bouncing on his cock out of his mind.

CW: Levi x fem!reader, needy!Levi, pwp (?), established relationship, edging, masturbation, sub!Levi, bottom!Levi.

A/N: Sorry, I love soft, subby Levi. Also, I thought fall weather was finally here and today the humidity has returned T_T. It feels like summer again. 1.2k~ words of smut.

Also, anyone else like turning on the AC so that it’s so cold you can use a blanket to sleep?

Credit to @cafekitsune for the dividers!

There was a certain restlessness that plagued Levi tonight. 

He couldn’t tell if it was the humidity that lingered in your small room or if it was the blaring sight of the numbers on the clock on your nightstand. You grew cold so quickly as soon as he turned on the air conditioner, so he refrained from turning it on too often in the middle of the night, much to his dismay. The blanket that covered the both of you only made things stuffier, but again he complied only because it was you.

Humidity or it was the glimpse he caught of your sleeping form beneath the covers, legs appearing divine beneath the soft fabric of an oversized t-shirt, the hem of it hiked up and underwear on full display.

It wasn’t anything particularly sexy, but given that you and Levi have only up until recently embarked on the more sexual side of your relationship, it had him sweating profusely. Levi willed the thoughts away, but ever since you’ve sheathed yourself on his cock for the first time, he couldn’t help but want you anywhere and everywhere.

He looked at your face, snoring softly, lips slight agape.

The things your mouth has done to him.

It was fascinating just how quickly that mouth has worked him up. It didn’t make more than the sight of you right now to have his cock twitching and aching, begging to be touched. 

He scoffed at himself.

He was acting undisciplined and impulsive. He hated it. So needy, so ferociously and passionately needy.

Levi tossed and turned, before finally giving up; embarrassment and shame settling momentarily in his bones, before he finally let desperation win. He didn’t want to bother you, he couldn’t bother you, especially not at this ungodly hour.

Past the hem of his pants, the waistband of his boxers, he finally gripped his leaking semi-hard cock, breath hitching as he did. 

It was hot, too hot, as he languidly pumped, the humidity of your apartment creating a sheen of sweat to form beneath the wisps of his bangs. He hated it, it felt disgustingly humid, and yet the image of your lips around his cock, the image of you on top of him, forced him to push through. He imagined your soft praises, your god yes and your breathy huffs of just like that. 

Levi bit his bottom lip, focusing hard on your soft snoring, about to cum when he forced his hand to stop, right at the edge to prolong the feeling. Yes, you would be proud, eyes filled with admiration that he still fought hard to get accustomed to. He let out a soft sigh as he wounded and unwounded himself.

One hand comes to desperately shove his sweatpants and briefs down, only enough for his cock to spring free. His other hand comes to find the remote to your AC unit, turning it on so that the humming can disguise some of the throaty sounds that escaped him.

Frustration nibbled at him as he desperately tried to mimic your fingers, the way they wrapped themselves around his length, but it was hopeless. His calloused hands were no match for your soft ones, fingers that delicately wrapped themselves around him, rubbing over the head and down, covering his cock with his own pre-cum. He gritted his teeth at the image.

A low whimper emanates from deep inside him, and for a moment, only for a moment, he allows himself the pleasure of it, a low groan of your name slipping out of him. He edges himself forward, almost there, oh, a-almost there. His hand speeds up, imagining you bouncing on him, the way your hips shifted atop him, forwards and back, using his dick to get to your own climax. So good.

He can feel the cum pooling deep in his balls, wanting to so desperately shoot out and stain your pristine sheets, sheets he helped wash up since the last time he made a mess. Breathy pants give away just how close he is to the precipice, and right as he’s about to urge himself forward, to cum and cum hard, he focuses on the sound of your soft snoring.

The sound is absent.

Despite the sweatiness, Levi could feel that the room has reached a cooler temperature now. It’s enough to clear the pleasure-stricken haze of his mind. You were probably still sleeping, right, you had to be.

He doesn’t need to turn to know you’re awake, he already knows, and the hand that meets his shoulder confirms the thought. You shuffle, bringing your lips to his ear, breathy whispers that send a shiver down his spine.

“What are you doing baby?”

He was going to mumble some kind of excuse, an apology for his lack of self-control, but you move quickly, pulling the covers away from him, goosebumps forming on his skin as you exposed him. The sight must’ve truly been sickening, he thought, tip of his cock pink and leaking, the hem of his pants halfway down his thighs, half of his ass bare on your white sheets, face red. There’s no lie that could possibly explain this.

Levi’s confused when he finds need in your eyes. Instead of ridiculing him, you hum and your face breaks out into a smirk.

“If you wanted to be touched, you should’ve just asked.”

I didn’t want to bother you, he wants to say. We’ve been doing it all week, how needy can I get?

Your fingers come to graze the tip of his length and softly moves lower, Levi lets out a groan.

It’s enough to trigger a spasm between your legs, it’s enough for an ache to develop in your lower belly.

You move quickly to straddle him, moving your panties to the side, just enough to let him slip inside.

“W-wait,” he beings, crying out your name as you notch his dick against your wetness, the consequences of edging himself finally on the verge of discovery as his cock twitched against you. Your hands met the hardness of his abdomen as the first ring of your tightness surrounds his thick length.

“You want me to wait after hearing you say my name like that,” you say breathlessly, sinking lower, a moan of his name coming from your parted lips. Levi’s head falls back against the pillow, orgasm looming and threatening to spill.

“Don’t worry—ah—I’ll make it all better, Levi. Oh—your cock feels so good inside me,” you tell him as you cover him completely, your pussy smothering all of him, wetness feeling so good for him.

“It’s all inside,” you say breathlessly, and you slide up and down once, twice, three times.

It’s too good, too good, too good.

Tears slip down Levi’s cheeks as he cums, jaw clenched as he grits your name through his teeth. Your eyes widen as you feel his silky warmth shoot inside you, but you don’t stop moving as he does, watching as his face contorts in pleasure, content, before he’s overstimulated, brows furrowing and nose scrunching.

You fight through the ache and stop moving, leaning down to look at him.

You smirk as he finally opens his eyes, blue-gray eyes looking at you.

“What am I going to do with you,” you ask him playfully, hand coming to caress his cheek. He sighs contently.

Love me, he thinks, but he doesn’t voice it at all. He knows you already do.

[vampcubus]

𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐏𝐄𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐃! : 𝐀𝐎𝐓

a/n: this is literally 5k words of pegging nonsense, most of these “headcanons” also include additional lil blurbs because i’m a psychopath.

:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 : levi, erwin, reiner, bertholdt, floch, jean, porco, and armin.

:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : nsfw, female-bodied reader, dom!reader, all boys are subs here, pegging, fauxjobs, dacryphilia, spanking, brat taming, spitting, a splash of mommy kink for armin and jean’s, strap referred to as cock because that's hot, men in lingerie, praise, degradation.

𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈 𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍

—  He’s so grumpy about it leading up to it, grouching about how he’s gonna put you on stable cleaning duty if you do it badly. Shuts up real quick when you’re not only good at it, but it feels too good. Like it ruins him. He’s so out of control of his voice and his body, the way he arches into your thrusts, hands scrambling across your back and thighs, trying to pull you impossibly closer.

— At first, he thinks everything feels like it's too much and that he’s gonna break, but once he’s used to taking dick enough to not go slack-jawed every time you put it in? Expect to step up your game, cus this man knows exactly what he wants from you. Catch him on a day he needs to get out of his head and if you aren’t fucking him so hard it’s pushing him up the bed? He’ll start fucking himself on you since you’re “obviously not going to give me what I need.”

— Doesn’t really care what position he gets dicked down in, but he’s one of the few that isn’t afraid to ride you. He looks so good doing it too, it’s when he really lets loose and lets himself give into mindless abandon where all he can think about is how fucking good the toy feels inside him and how badly he wants to cum.

— You never know if he’s gonna be the biggest brat that fights you every step of the way just to get put in his place, or your obedient little pillow princess that wants to be nothing more than a hole for you to fill.

— While some days he might benefit from a hard dom to rein him in, it’s the soft doms that absolutely destroy him. Pile on the praise and affirming words as you gently rock into him, pressing the sweetest kisses to his face, tell him how much you love how pliant and vulnerable he is for you. You’ll have him shaking and trying not to cry as you make love to him like he’s something precious to be treasured (cus he is) because he’s so fucking soft and full of affection for you that it hurts.

— He’s a demanding bottom that’s for sure, so much so you might actually have to grip him by the hair and pin him down just to get him to shut up and listen to you.

“I think you’re forgetting who’s in control here, Levi. Maybe I’ve been spoiling you too much if you think you can just take anything you want from me.” You growl into his ear, tugging his face up from the mattress when his response is muffled. “What was that?”

“And so what if I do, what’ll you do if I don’t listen, huh?” Levi pants, cock hard and leaking into the sheets. He grinds his hips back onto your fake cock despite clearly being told not to move, and he yelps when your hand comes crashing down on his ass so hard he sees blanks for a moment. 

And then you do it again, and again, until his ass is so red with your handprints it’s almost the same shade as his flushed face. He’s in tears, throat raw from the shouting. He sniffles as your hand grazes over the abused flesh of his ass, spreading him open in a way that makes him bury his face into the crook of his arm.

“I haven’t heard an apology yet, ‘vi. I’d suggest you make it good too or I’ll give you twenty more and then leave you like this.” you cooed, your tone dripping with a sweetened venom that makes him clench around the toy regardless of the obvious despair he’d feel if you actually followed through with your threat. 

It’s not the spankings that frighten him, but the idea of you pulling out and leaving him to hump shamefully into his fist afterwards. His hand hadn’t quite felt the same since yours touched him, and that was all too painfully clear in the way he’d paw at you whenever he needed release.

“Fuck — Please don’t! ‘m sorry! ’m sorry, I’ll be good now, I promise. ‘m just a slut for your cock, I was greedy. Please, don’t stop!” he begs wetly, and you croon at the sight of tears streaming from those pretty gunmetal eyes.

“Oh? Gonna be good now? I don’t believe you.” You scoffed, hand clapping down on his raw ass to enunciate your words. He cries out pathetically at the sting but doesn’t start to panic until you start to pull out of him.

“No, please! I’m sorry, ‘m sorry for being a brat. You want me to beg — fucking fine, I’ll beg you — please! please fuck me, I’ll do anything just, please! You can spank me all you want, I deserve it, just finish fucking me. I'm going crazy—” he slurs, cut off abruptly by the way you suddenly thrust back into him.

“Oh, good boy~ I guess your mouth really is good for something other than whining.” You praise, releasing his arms in favor of holding his hips still so you can carry on pounding into him. 

His grey-blue eyes go blank, and the rest of the night is a blur.

𝐄𝐑𝐖𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐇

— Pls this man doesn’t know what tf pegging is 💀 You'll have to sit down and explain it all to him and he’ll sit there calmly, just nodding and asking the occasional question. He’s surprisingly chill about it??? He’s very much the “okay, dear” husband, it’s like nothing surprises him.

 — He’s significantly less composed when you actually get down to it, he gets this cute lil blush on his face when you start playing with his hole, fingering him open to take your cock and hhhhh the noises he makes. He’s tense and it takes a while for him to relax enough to stretch around two fingers but when you find his prostate his whole body jerks as if electrocuted.

“Oh, that — what’s that.” he shudders, propping himself up on his elbow to watch in amazement.

“That would be your prostate, it’ll come in handy later,” you giggled, steadily pumping your fingers in and out of him, curling them to brush over that spongy spot again just to hear him gasp and squirm into the sheets. Especially when his legs keep instinctively inching closer and he has to spread them for you again. And by the time you’ve got three fingers gliding against his walls with ease, he’s right on the edge, blonde bangs slicked to his forehead and his arm over his face as you keep him there, deliberately avoiding his prostate.

The cute expressions he makes and his politeness as a sub might make you want to be gentle with him, but please don’t. He lives for being put in his place, everywhere else he’s the boss of everyone, and that can be exhausting sometimes. Having a partner that isn’t afraid to remind him who’s the real boss is very refreshing.

Like you’re going so slow, watching his face for signs of discomfort, asking him if he’s okay when you press deeper into him and he rasps out “You can be rough with me, darling. I’m not fragile.” His thick fingers clutch at your hip, his hips bucking hard into the gentle rolls of your hips, gasping out when the tip of the toy drags against his walls the way he wants it. “If you want.” He adds later, looking a bit shy — which believe me is a FEAT.

“Well, if you say so,” you laugh breathlessly, propping one of his legs over your shoulder and bracing one hand on his hip so you can snap your hips into his in a way that knocks the air from his lungs. He groans long and deep in his chest and you only smirk, delighted by the way his voice gets higher when your fingers encircle his neglected cock.

— You’d think Erwin would be the type to be condescending about his cute small partner pegging him, but the moment you find his prostate his brain shuts off and he’s your dumb obedient slut <3

— That doesn’t mean he isn’t a brat sometimes because he totally is, he likes to test your patience just to see how you’ll admonish him for it. You can see it in his eyes when he challenges you, that “yeah I just did that, what’re you gonna do about it?” look. It’s just so hard to focus when you’re fucking him so good, arm pinned to his back as you pound into him from behind after he gave you too much lip.

— No preference on positions, but you can tell he much prefers to see you.

— Also does prefer you to fuck him with your fingers if that means anything. You asked him about it playfully one night and he told you it felt more personal to have your flesh against his. Which honestly makes you want a real dick even more... maybe just for a day or two to explore n have a fun time. (pls i’d be so irresponsible with it tho) Like he’s getting bent over the desk he spends so much time at ASAP.

𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐔𝐍

— Omg literally baby boy. 

— He’s down, no convincing is required. He’s always been a little curious about what it would feel like to have something inside him, and sometimes when you’re rubbing circles into his perineum (the cum button lmao) while you have his cock down your throat, he wonders what it would feel like if you moved your fingers lower. This whole idea probably snowballed from him shyly asking you if you’d finger him one night, and boy was it a treat to watch him fall apart like that — without you even having to touch his cock.

— Fuck him in front of a mirror pls just do it, he’ll be so needy and undone, staring at his own face as you pound into him from behind. It’s so embarrassing having to look at his own debauched reflection but then you start telling him how pretty he is, babbling about what a good fucking boy he was being, and his golden eyes roll back into his head, his tongue lolling out of his mouth.

— And when he doesn't have the strength to hold his head up anymore, grab his jaw and hold his face forward for him. Bonus points if you slip your fingers into his mouth to hold his mouth open when he tries to conceal his pretty noises.

— Obeys your every order without question, no matter how demeaning. Need him to spread himself open for you? Done. Need him to fuck himself on your strap n  do all the work to chase his orgasm? Anything for you. (He’s so cute when he rides you, bulging thighs trembling as he bounces himself on your lap, lips parted so his tongue can lick over them.) Want him to beg on his hands and knees and grovel for you to fuck him? He’s already at your feet with his forehead and hands flat on the floor.

— Likes to get fucked sideways the best! Just the feeling of your whole body pressed against his back, your lips on his nape, one hand holding his leg up and the other delicately wrapped around his throat <333 he’s in heaven.

𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐓 𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑

— Baby boy #2

— Literally cannot handle being pegged, like he’s the one that moans “it’s too much!” “I can’t take it, it’s too big!” but locks his legs around your hips if you even try to pull out.

— Bertholdt never imagined having something inside him would feel so good, he always has this disbelieving expression on his face when you press inside him, narrow hips lifting off the bed to meet you halfway in his eagerness. Can’t help but stare at you as you fuck into him, green eyes half-lidded and adoring as he takes in your focused expression. He thinks you’re so so cute, even when you’re blowing his back out.

— He’s so much bigger than you it must look comical, but you don’t have to prove anything to him, he knows you’re the boss.

— Speaking of which he’s so obedient and eager to please, and will let you fold him in any position you like. As shy as he is, he greatly prefers positions he can see your face in. Eye contact is very important to him, everything about Bertholdt just feels so intimate and raw. Though he has a hard time keeping his eyes open when he gets close to cumming, unless you tell him to keep them open. Not like he’ll be seeing much through the pleasured tears — he’s a crier <3

—  He begs for your cock without you having to tell him, and he does it so well you couldn’t possibly deny him. Not when he cries and squirms so pathetically, nimble fingers tugging you closer by the straps of your harness. (pls that's so hot to me) and if you decide to be mean to him and make him wait, tell him “hmmm, I don’t think you really want it.” He’ll sob, his desperation spearing through his usual demure nature as he presents himself for you, pleading and babbling about how badly he wants you to take care of him.

— He gets so flustered and teary when you start praising him, telling him what a good boy he was being, how pretty he looked beneath you, what pretty noises he was making.

— He’s also so loud??? Like every partner’s dream tbh. Ordinarily, he tries to swallow his noises out of self-consciousness, but he just can’t when you’re bullying that sweet spot inside him. Unleashes the sweetest moans in between delirious sobs of your name and mantras of “please.”

Bertholdt’s a dream all spread out on your bright white sheets, tanned skin wrapped up in dark green lace lingerie you got just for him. You were right about it bringing out his eyes, half-lidded and glimmering as your hands smooth reverently over his body. Your nails scratch lightly over the fine dark hairs of his happy trail, deliberately avoiding his straining erection barely covered by the green lace panties. He’s so long his cute pink head peeks out the top, leaking with pre and twitching as your fingers trail close but never close enough. 

He whines long and high, trying not to grind against your fake cock resting distractingly in the space between his thigh and hip. You’ve already stretched and plugged him, the pretty green gem adorning the base of the plug peeking out from under the panties you’ve been so hesitant to rip off. He likes the lingerie, and he feels pretty in it. You spent a good chunk of the night telling him just how gorgeous he was while taking pictures, and then later overwhelming him with praise as you stretched him on your fingers. 

But all he wants now is for you to tear it off and have your way with him, the thought makes his inner walls clench and his hips buck involuntarily.

“Feeling impatient, Bertie?” you hum, and he nods frantically, legs spreading on instinct at the familiar sound of the lube being uncapped.

“Yes — want it so bad. Y/n please.” 

His whole body shudders as you slip out the plug and replace it with your lubed fingers, but it’s not enough. 

He’s ready, he’s been ready. He needs you and you’re teasing him.

Finally, you start pulling the layers of lace off his body, garter belt and stockings first. The intricate jade-colored bra goes next, and you can’t help but trace his hardened peaks teasingly as you feel the fabric away, amused when he squirms and catches your wrists to redirect them to his tented panties. Resigned, you free him from his lace prison, and Bertholdt gasps as his cock slaps against his belly. 

“You’re so pretty, Bert.” 

“I’d be prettier with you fucking me.” he pouts, and you concede with a giggle, lining the toy up with his hole and pressing in oh so slowly.

Bertholdt’s mouth falls open, brows knit together as you finally slide home. He moans out loudly in relief, nearly in tears after hours of your incessant teasing, you’re finally where he needs you. 

𝐅𝐋��𝐂𝐇 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑

— Takes your strap the best out of all of them tbh. He’s content to lie there and let you fold him in half as you rearrange his guts. Will even hold his legs up for you <3 goes absolutely crazy for your strap, he’s so shameless. Will beg for you to be rough with him and make him cry. The best boy to take your frustration out on, he gets off on being used as a pathetic little fucktoy.

— HUGE BRAT, will taunt you and rile you up as much as possible. He likes to be punished and tossed around, pretends to try and wriggle away just to feel you drag him back by the hips and pin him down to the bed. Most of the time he’s gonna make you work for his submission, which only makes his inevitable defeat that much sweeter. You can tell you’ve played right into his hand when you see him looking up at you with half-lidded brown eyes and that pleased smirk.

— Edge him till he’s a sobbing begging mess, overstimulate him till he can’t feel his legs anymore, spank him until his ass is so red with welts he can’t sit right for weeks. He whimpers so pathetically when you ghost your hands over his ass through his clothes days later, knowing he’s still sore but the pain is making him hard again. 

— Floch does have his obedient moods where all he wants is to be is a slave to your whims, step on his dick and make him cum all over your boot, and then order him to lick it off. Floch isn’t entirely good at holding in orgasms or cumming on command (this is a man that can cum untouched if you talk dirty enough to him) When he’s like this he’ll do anything, even give you faux jobs like it's your actual dick. Doesn’t even complain when you force his head further down until tears prick his eyes, just looks up at you with that hazy look that indicates there isn’t a thought behind those eyes.

— Doesn’t care what position you press him into, but he feels more vulnerable in positions you can see his face in. It’s hard to resist because he’s got such a pretty face, especially when it’s wet with tears and his ginger hair is stuck to his forehead. He’s so gorgeous it’s unfair really, especially since he was so insufferable outside the bedroom. It’s always the hot ones…

— Laps up any praise you offer, even if it’s backhanded or mixed with insults. All attention is good attention to him, and that’s all he cares about.

— He loves to be degraded but if you were to go soft on him all of a sudden you’d actually kill him. Overwhelm him with praise, tell him what a good boy he’s being for you, how beautiful he looks when he’s being obedient, tell him he’s your favorite hole to use and he’ll break into a million pieces. Starts to ugly cry, clinging on for dear life as he begins chanting “I love you I love you I love you–” the whole nine yards.

— Don’t even imply you’re fucking other people as a joke, he’s intensely possessive. What, was he not good enough for you? Not reverent enough? Couldn’t you see he’s all you’ll ever need?? >:( Say you’re sorry n fuck his brains out to make up for it.

“Relax, I was just kidding. You’re enough of a handful all on your own, baby. Why would I want anyone else when you take my cock so well?” You reassure, delighted by the way his golden brown eyes roll back at the praise. 

He still looks bothered, so you sigh and slow your hips, the action drawing his gaze back to yours. He gasps and clenches around the toy when your lips meet his — a rare treat you don’t often allow. He moans shamelessly into the kiss, sweat-slicked fingers burying themselves in your hair to keep you anchored there. His lips are starved against yours, lips parted in invitation. You suck on his tongue, holding his mouth open with your fingers so you can spit into it — which is almost enough to make him cum.

“You’re the only one I want, Floch,” you murmur affectionately, admiring the way he swallows your spit so greedily.

He actually does cum after you say that, rather violently too — squirming and jerking like a man possessed.

“Please say it again.” he pleads.

𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐈𝐍

— It’ll take some convincing before Jean agrees to let you peg him. He kind of thinks you’re joking the first time you bring it up and laughs it off, but when he realizes you’re serious he’s like “Oh fuck you actually…?”

— Jean insists that if he’s gonna be taking it up the ass, he wants to be in control of the situation, so you agree to have him ride you so he can control the pace. And by god, the way his face contorts from discomfort to pleasure is so beautiful. His mouth just falls open and his brows knit together cutely. He takes you well, clasping his over yours on top of his hips as he bounces — until quite adorably the pleasure starts to overwhelm him and he just can’t bounce anymore.

 — Jeanbo gets so frustrated cus it feels so good but his legs have been turned to gelatin, none of his body parts are obeying and he needs it so badly. That’s when the pathetic whining starts.

“Aww, what’s wrong, baby? Are your legs tired? Need me to take over?”

“Mommy please… need help. C’mon.” He whines, the humiliation burning hotly in his cheeks, the angry red blush spreading even to his neck.

 He grinds in your lap weakly, trying in vain to pick himself back up as his legs continue to fail him. You feel your heart snap in two at the shiny tears pricking in the corners of his eyes, you sit up, trailing comforting kisses across his jaw before you maneuver him onto his back. He falls back with a huff, long limbs sprawled out before he starts grabbing at you. 

His impossibly long legs wrap around your hips loosely, so as not to restrict your freedom of movement. And when your hips snap against his with enough force to push him up the sheets a few inches, a girlish moan is forced out of him. It’s so uncharacteristic and depraved that you can’t help but do it again, prying his hand from his mouth as he slaps it over his lips to silence himself. And when you find that spot he’s in disbelief at the feeling, legs locking around your hips to keep you in place as he paints his hand and chest with his cum. He’s quiet through his whole orgasm, mouth wide open in a silent scream as the intensity of it robs him of his voice.

You grin your hips lazily against his through his high, purring sweet praises, stroking his hair as he pants into your neck. 

“How was that?”

“I… you were right, it felt… really good.”

— Jean prefers missionary, though he tends to hold you against his body so tight you can hardly thrust into him.

— His mommy kink absolutely comes out when you’re fucking his brains out, suckles on your tits and wants you to call him your baby. But don’t mention it outside the bedroom, he not only will deny it but will revoke pegging privileges 😔

— Can’t help but pump his pretty cock while you fuck him, has a hard time getting off without giving it attention so you usually let him. He likes it best when you slap his hands away and wrap your fingers around him instead. An arm is thrown over his eyes as he bucks into the tight tunnel of your fist in tandem with your thrusts, mesmerized by the way your breasts bounce while you’re fucking into him.

𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐎 𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐑𝐃

— Porco will need convincing. It’s embarassing enough that he willingly submits to you, something he undoubtedly enjoys but still gets into his feelings about sometimes. You’ve fingered him before sure, and he likes that, it’s just… the prospect of you fucking him is something else entirely. It puts him in such a vulnerable position, and Porco’s a bit spooked you won’t think he’s still your big strong man after. Internalized insecurity about his masculinity. 

— Reassure him that getting fucked in the ass doesn’t make him any less of a man to you. As silly as that sounds, it will put at least some of his fears to rest.

— He’s so whiny about it, moans and groans about how you’ll have to do all the work and how he wasn’t gonna like it. Spoiler alert: he does like it very much. He’s a bitchy little pillow princess about the whole thing until you find his prostate and it’s like those anxieties melt away in an instant. 

“Oh fuck!” Porco practically mewls, an octave higher that makes your insides clench around nothing. “There baby, right there-“

“Where?” You coo, a knowing smirk pulling at your lips when you realize you’ve found his prostate. Is that really all it took to break him down? You angle your hips and thrust again, aiming for the same spot, knowing you’ve hit your mark when he keens again. 

“Ohhh. right. there. Huh~?” You purr to him, your words punctuated by particularly harsh thrusts that make his back arch.

The action snaps your gaze back to his backside, full and jiggling with each brutal but purposeful thrust. You can help but grab a handful of it, watching as the fat of his ass spills between the gaps of your fingers. You spread him open to watch your faux cock glide effortlessly in and out of his pretty pink hole, mesmerized by the way it stretches to accommodate the girth.

You’re deliberately pounding against that button inside him with every thrust and he can’t help but cry out each time. He’s drooling a puddle into the sheets now, cheeks a bright fiery red, sweat sticking the blonde hairs to his forehead, mouth agape, eyes rolled so far back into his head you worry they might stick like that.

“Fffuck me, god fuck me, yes! What th-the fuck are you dooooing to me?” Porco babbles nonsensically.

And you know he’s close to cumming when he starts to fuck himself back onto your strap and hump his poor neglected cock against the sheets. He’s leaking all over, desperate for any sort of friction. Wrap your hand around his dick and watch his whole body tremor and squirm. 

Has the loudest and longest orgasm of his life, a minute later and he’s still spurting ropes onto the sheets.

— Don’t be mean to him afterward, this is very important. Smooth your warm hands over the back of his thighs and back, and tell him what a good job he did for you, and how good he looked taking your strap. If done right he’ll melt into a blissed-out puddle beneath you. If done wrong he’ll never let you peg him again </3

— Definitely likes it rough. Dig your fingernails into the flesh of his hips til you leave bruises, bite and suck marks into his neck and shoulders until you run out of space, and pull him back by his hair so you can see the pathetic expressions he’s making. He fucking loves it. Doesn’t much like to be degraded so don’t be too mean. (at first. later on he warms up to being bullied a lil, just don’t go overboard yeah?)

— Thinks it feels the best from behind but gets so shy when you take him in missionary. Hides his face and avoids your eyes unless you lay on the sweet praise thick enough to convince him to look at you.

— After he’s grown used to taking dick somewhat regularly and is more comfortable with the whole idea, he absolutely becomes a slut for it. He was bratty before but now he’ll wrestle you onto your back and fuck himself on your strap if you “aren’t doing it good enough.” Smack his ass and he’ll just moan louder, thick cock bobbing with the forceful way he’s slamming himself up and down your fake dick. (Meow purrrrr bossy bottoms my beloved.)

𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐓

— The biggest whore for pegging, I don't make the rules. He likes prostate orgasms the best and doesn’t even need you to touch his cock to cum.

— Sometimes you fuck him so incredibly stupid that he starts begging for you to breed him. Poor thing is so fucked-out that he forgets that it’s physically impossible. You haven’t the heart to tell him you can’t actually put a baby in him especially when it’s so fun to make him beg for you to fill him up. You’d do well to invest in a cum tube because he’ll go crazy the moment he feels your “cum” inside him. Expect him to beg you to “please cum inside” every time after that.

— Loves to give faux jobs! Obviously spit isn’t appropriate lube but he still likes the idea of slicking up your strap for you to fuck him, especially since he does such a good job drooling all over it for you <3 Absolutely wants you to fuck his face, he’ll moan around it and everything whilst looking up at you with those big blue eyes.

— Wants to be pegged more than you want to peg him tbh, he’s so enthusiastic every time you whip it out. Like his clothes are in mid-air and he’s assuming the position before you can even speak.

— Will wear plugs often, just so he can be ready anytime, and… they relieve his stress. I know he looks so innocent but I promise you he’s far from it, a closet pervert!! Always tryna coerce you into railing him while making you think that it was your idea, but he’s been planning to be dicked down the whole day. You pull down his pants and he’s already stretched himself out for you.

— A size king! You wouldn’t think such a small thing could take your longest n thickest straps but he’s a real champ!

— Definitely calls you mommy while you peg him, wants you to refer to yourself as mommy, call him your baby, and make him cum on “mommy’s cock.” Don’t mistake that desire for him wanting to be treated gently, because believe me he doesn’t. Pull his hair, push his face into the bed, and dig your nails into his skin til he bleeds. The masochist no one saw coming.

[humanitys-strongest-bamf]

he's so :') i've been giffing/making icons since the stream ended this afternoon around noon and it is currently 12:30am and i can't get him out of my head i just love him sm i-

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[happybird16]

NSFW, MDNI, Sub!Levi

His thighs are shaking, the thick lines of muscle quivering on either side on your own. Sitting in your lap like this, Levi is a comfortably heavy weight, pressing you down and rocking your body every time his hips churn.

He's pressed as far into you as possible, chest rising and falling against yours and his face buried into your neck. Every time he whimpers, you can feel the warm wetness of his breath bathing the skin there. And he's whimpering so much. He can't even really speak at this point, only letting out soft desperate little noises or long needy moans.

"Ngg ah please! Please please please," he's chanting nonsensically into your neck. The grip he has on your shoulder tightens and the rolling thrusts he's been fucking into your hand with shorten into abated little jerks. The way his thighs shudder against yours makes you want to dig your fingers into the muscle there, tracing the winding path of a vein.

His cock is so wet in your palm, hot and throbbing with the tip a desperate, dark red. You've been stroking him for so long that he's sticky and slick, the loud tacky sound of your slow strokes serving as the perfect backdrop to his whimpers. Every time he's gotten close, every time he's started swearing at you to let him cum, you've merely slowed down, tightening your grip around his base and just letting him throb. You've lost track of how many times you've brought him to the edge.

"Please please please," Levi continues to chant thoughtlessly into your neck. His shoulders quake, and you can feel wetness blooming again at your neck. "Please. Let me cum. Please-"

You can't help but smile, slowing down your strokes to wrap your palm around his base one last time. His whole body jerks, all the air in his lungs escaping in one long defeated sob. You wanted him like this. All of his bluster gone, all of his cursing gone, just mindless and wet.

His cock pulses in your palm, the tip leaking more and more pre-cum. Shifting you grip, you swirl your thumb along the tip. Levi presses impossibly harder into you, letting loose one long whine. "Please please please-"

"You know what I want." Pressing a kiss to the hair along the top of his head, your free hand shifts, cupping his chin and tilting his head up so that you can pepper the little wrinkles of the crease of his brow with kisses. "Tell me you're pretty. Say it and I'll let you cum."

Levi whines, eyes fluttering and jaw working against your palm. His eyes are shiny with tears and they look so dark, desperate and thoughtless, and his hips churn into your palm in a desperate shudder. "I- " his voice cracks with wetness, "I'm p-pretty."

Smiling, you press a quick kiss to the tip of his nose, stroking him with an urgent speed. His whole body seems to throb and he tries to bury his face back into your neck, but your tighten your grip on his chin, keeping his face up so you can watch his features twist in pleasure. "There we go. Such a good, pretty boy." He throbs in your palm, cheeks darkening even further. You smirk, watching tears well up along his lash line, "How about you say it one more time?"

[euruua27]

You're always obsessed with Levi's waist.

You didn't think much about it at first. But gradually, you noticed that every time you wanted to touch him, your hands would unconsciously press against his hips. It may sound a bit odd, but you can't resist it. He is so perfect, so beautiful.

Levi's reaction? He may not have the most sensitive body, but you always loved his sensitivity. He always failed to pretend not to shiver every time your fingers rested on his vulnerable waist. If you squeeze it, he will jump lol.

And although you also love touching his waist to pull him closer when you two are in bed at night. You do the same even in your daily activities. Still not conscious when you first woke up, you vaguely walked behind Levi (who was cooking) to wrap both arms around his waist to press both of your bodies together. Or you unconsciously caress his waist while cuddling, making him gasp and squirm to escape from your arms.

But Levi can't hide when you kiss him.

Place your hands on his waist again. This time, slide your whole hand under his shirt and caress that vulnerable waist. He let out a small moan into the kiss and tried to push you away. Continue kissing him, swallowing the little sounds he makes while clearly feeling his addictive skin.

Your reward: Levi blushes, gasps, and pouts at you.

"Fuck you."

[coolwithyou24]

sub!levicore

warnings: hardcore smut, levi is a brat, pegging, etc..

Your boyfriend Levi is such a whore for pegging. When he’s riding your strap he’ll cry out and moan and beg you to fuck him harder. And when you do he’s literally screamin’ and crying for more. He especially loves it when you smack his ass in the process.

Your boyfriend Levi is the submissive type. He’ll kneel in front of you and suck your strap till it’s down his throat. And hump your leg til he’s leaking in his pants. He fucking loves it when your pounding him, and he’ll end up crying and nuzzling his face further into the crook of your neck to conceal his loud moans and cry’s.

Your boyfriend Levi loves new positions and is willing to try almost anything. You’ll fuck him in missionary, and suddenly he’ll end up under you, and then in front of you. His favorite position is the 69 and Missionary.

Your boyfriend Levi loves it when he walks in on you fingering your little pussy. He’ll spread your legs apart and eat your cunt like there’s no fucking tomorrow. He’ll shove three fingers in you and lick your ladyhood up and down nonstop till you’re screaming and begging him for more.

Your boyfriend Levi loves the aftermath of sex. He loves the feeling of being sweaty, and being half fucked-out and half confused. He loves the feeling of lying in your arms, and being with you forever.

[memi067]

maybe I’m just that big of a homebody but why have I seen NO fics lately 😞

ao3? dead

tumblr? seen more reposts than og works

wattpad? ngl hasn’t been good in yrs

tappytoons/lezhin/webtoon? caught up

[strawbabysimp]

Beg For It || Sub!Levi x Reader

Genre: Smut

Category: Sub!Levi x Fem!Dom!Reader

Warning(s): Anal Penetration, Cunnilingus, Dildo Usage, Faux Job, Mommy Kink, Vaginal Penetration

Levi's cheeks flush when you spread your legs apart to reveal your thighs already wet from the show he was putting on for you. He settles between them, one hand grasping the dildo he soon lifted up to his mouth. With his head so close to your pussy he lowered his mouth onto the toy and began to suck. His eyelids lowered as he sunk down to the middle of the shaft and wetness filled his eyes but he refused to stop his suction.

Thick spit came away from his mouth when he pulled himself off but he didn't stop there. With a small hum, he brought the mess back to his tongue and continued to soak the toy in his enthusiasm.

It would only make what came easier after all.

With that reminder, you grasped the black strands atop his head and moved his lips to your clit. If you had thought he was insatiable before then he was absolutely rabid now. You cried out as his tongue flicked against the little bundle of nerves sending shocks of pleasure from between your legs and across your abdomen.

"Grab the toy baby," you reminded him steadily.

With hesitant licks he pulled his head from between your legs and moved the tip to your entrance.

"Give it to me baby," you coaxed your lover, and the toy slowly sunk itself into you, your body pulling it deeper as the wetness from Levi's mouth and your own hole eased the slide. The stretch was welcomed and you felt your orgasm building already.

Your hips moved to meet the thrust of his hand and within moments you were begging your body to let you come.

"It looks good, doesn't it?" You ask him with harsh breaths. "It feels even better. I bet you want it in you next, don't you? Want Mommy to shove her dildo in you to loosen you up real good after she comes?"

Your taunts only feed the fire in your abdomen and with soft coos coaxing Levi on you clench down on the toy in exctasy.

"Come up here baby," you say once you've caught your breath.

Levi climbs up to lay on your chest but you push him back down, turning him so his ass is exposed to you. You can imagine the blush on his pale skin as you spread his cheeks apart with your hands.

"I said I'd take care of you, didn't I?"

You watch as his hole gasps at your words and you reach out your hand with a small smile to grab the dildo from the Captain. You bring the still-warm tip up to tease his entrance, and his whines are an incentive to continue playing with his hole. He lets out high-pitched noises, wordlessly begging for you to fill him up. You resist the urge, enjoying the way his body reacted to your gentle touches - a time would come for rough.

Levi's entrance pulls the toy in with ease, the burn low and welcome as if his ass was made for it. Within seconds he's moving against it in an attempt to garner more friction but you use your other hand to keep him steady while you fuck into him.

The little hairs on his thigh stand up and you know his sensitivity is rising. It's an irresistible sight and you take full advantage of it.

With a steady hand, the toy is sunk fully into him, the man groaning beneath you as he feels his insides stretch to accommodate. You keep him still though, allowing only your hand to give him the pleasure he seeks as he shakes in your lap.

You use your left hand to move one of his cheeks in circular motions, savoring the sight of how it surrounds the faux-cock.

You knew he'd been close to coming since it entered him, but he was well trained to not come until you said, so sometimes he didn't bother asking.

"Beg for it baby," you said in a degrading tone.

He looked back at you with glazed eyes and red cheeks, small gasps escaping his mouth before he garnered the strength to talk.

"Please let me come," Levi's voice was high-pitched and desperate. You needed to hear it again.

"I want to come! I need to come," he begged. " Please let me come." His voice drifted off at the end and you felt a sense of pity.

You wanted to see him spill across your lap and collapse in his own filth - maybe you'd even make him lick it up after.

The image flashed through your head and you were convinced to let him let his cum out between you both.

You removed the toy from his ass with a quick pull up, loving how Levi's hole fluttered at the sudden exit.

"You can come now," you instructed.

Even without saying further stimulation, your voice was enough to send him over the edge and the usually so stone-faced man was a whimpering mess of thanks.

You massaged his ass once again as he collapsed further down into you. It had been a good night.

[mysicklove]

spoiled brats have got to be one of my favorite subs. the ones that are put on a pedistool, and who bitch and whine about everything. only thinking about their own pleasure, soley on themselves during this time. the ones who have a soft dom that spoil them rotten, are so used this treatment that they dont even bat an eye, which only fuels them to get worse and worse. the brats who are treated as princess, their body worshipped, and constantly receiving praise. cause they are so pretty, and they do deserve the best treatment, so you dont mind indulging them just a little bit <3

Levi Ackerman, Obanai Iguro, Rin Itoshi, Shoto Todoroki, Hyoma Chigiri, Megumi Fushigiro, Sae Itoshi, Tomura Shigaraki, Douma

[eli0004]

Levi Ackerman NSFW Alphabet

Pairing: sub!Levi x Reader

Warnings: msub, dominance, degradation, praise, some heavy kink activity and whatnot, mentions of insecurity

(AN: I’m sorry this took me forever, but I was thrilled about this request because I LOVVVVE smut alphabets. Please feel free to request more, or ask for further elaboration on anything in this one! 💜)

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

When Levi is coming down from the high of his orgasm, he can’t hide the fact that he’s feeling good. He’ll lie there with you, head on your chest as his shoulders rise and fall while he catches his breath. You can stroke his hair and run your thumb over his cheek, and he’ll turn to gaze up at you with soft, sleepy eyes. It’s really a treat to see this side of him, so relaxed and pliant. And if you’re lucky, you could watch his eyes flutter closed, and hear his soft snores as he drifts off to sleep.

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

He isn’t confident about much, but i can see Levi being confident in his jawline. I envision him turning his head to the side and taking his straight razor down his neck, scraping off the shaving cream and admiring, even if it’s only for a moment, the sharpness and angularity of it.

On you? Is it a cop out to say everything? How could you even ask him to pick something when he loves all of you so much? But, in all seriousness, I think Levi would find “unique” features very attractive. If you have a larger nose, vitiligo, lots of freckles, stretch marks, surgery scars…etc etc. If you’re insecure about it, Levi loves it.

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

I think he’d prefer to cum either inside or catch it somewhere for easy clean up, but his orgasms, more often than not, tend to be quick and intense. He’s cumming before he can really even think about where to do it. If you’re giving him head, he’ll feel himself getting closer and closer and he’ll writhe and paw at your hair, but the scorching pleasure tends to make his brain short circuit, and he can’t find the words to warn you. Recognizing body language is very important when in bed with Levi.

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

I feel like, from time to time, Levi imagines what it would be like to fully dedicate himself to submitting to you. Allowing you to make the smallest decisions for him, how to spend his money, when to eat or drink, when - and where - to use the restroom. I believe he fantasizes a bit about life as a lifestyle sub, living entirely for you and what makes you feel happy. It’s what makes him happy.

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

My personal favorite is inexperienced/virgin Levi, but if we’re being realistic i’d say he’s at least got a hand job or two under his belt. I think given his past, and how he grew up, he doesn’t place as much emphasis on sex and sexual experience as your average man. If you ask him, it’s just a normal thing that people do, it’s human nature to chase after pleasure.

Then again I also think, perhaps given the more traumatic aspect to his past, there’s a high possibility that he has some underlying negative feelings about it, whether he realizes it or not. When in a relationship, i think it likely takes many months before he feels comfortable enough to indulge in the act. But once he does, he can be a bit insatiable at times.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Riding!! Levi likes to be beneath you, but this certainly doesn’t mean you’ll be doing all the work. He’ll do his best to make you feel just as good as you make him feel, roaming his hands over your thighs, chest, thumbing over your clit/tip. He likes when you cup his jaw and tilt his head to force eye contact. You can watch him struggle to keep his eyes open while he’s dizzy from the pleasure.

If he’s feeling extra mushy gushy, he might like missionary, pressing his body tightly against yours and all but laying on top of you. He’ll bury his face into your neck and grunt and groan softly against your skin as he thrusts slow and deep. Run your fingers through his hair and gently tug, scratch down his back, he fucking lives for that.

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

To Levi, sex and intimacy is an act of worship. To praise your body and your heart and to show his gratitude and gratefulness for the way you love him. He’s far too enamored, too consumed by emotion to even think about being unserious.

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

He keeps neatly trimmed, but he’ll only shave if he fucks up the trim somehow. That said, it’s Levi we’re talking about, meticulous is his middle name. When would he ever fuck up anything? So, neatly trimmed it is, dark, course and it thins out into a sexy little line that comes up just below his belly button. Happy trail supremacy 😩

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

As previously stated, sex with Levi doesn’t exist without intimacy. This man is nothing if not passionate, and he puts everything he has into it, just to show you what you mean to him.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Levi rarely gets off on his own, i think it makes him uncomfortable to be so hormone driven. When he goes a while without seeing you, he’ll ignore those random erections and push away the horny thoughts until it becomes unbearable, and only then will he take care of himself.

However, i think Levi is a big fan of mutual masturbation. He likes having your eyes on him while he strokes himself, the way you gaze at him like you’ve never seen a sight so mouth-watering, so mesmerizing. It boosts his confidence ten-fold. When he’s getting closer, his hand will speed up and his jaw will go slack, you can watch him hunch over himself as he cums, balls tightening and contracting as he spurts over his knuckles.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Levi likes to challenge you when he’s feeling a bit more freaky. When there’s a lot of sexual tension between the both of you, he likes to be put in his place. In those moments, he can be a bit of a brat.

He likes to be teased, though he often pretends not to. If you want to build up that tension, you can send him sexy looks, touch him when no one is looking, get him all flustered just to walk away and make him wait. He’ll call you a tease, tell you you’re being mean, but it’s clear that he loves it by the way he seeks you out for more.

Manhandling? He’s a sucker for someone who can push him around, force eye contact with a firm grip on his jaw, back him up against the nearest surface for some steamy kisses.

Praise and degradation. When he’s being good, dote on that man. Tell him he’s your good boy, dish out all the rewards. When he’s being a pain in your ass, a little condescending degradation gets him all hot and bothered. Caress his cheek with a sweet smile and tell him he’d better cut the attitude before you leave him to fuck his fist like the horny little bitch he is.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

It’s a common headcannon that he’d most prefer shower sex, and while i do think he’d enjoy it for obvious reasons, i think he’d also be fond of the intimate aspect of doing it in low lighting, trapped between the bedsheets, when he’s feeling a bit more soft.

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

When you care for him. His main love language is acts of service, that’s a no-brainer at this point, but it works both ways. You cooked a meal for him? He’s gonna have you for dessert.

Levi has very little experience with feeling loved, so the quickest way to turn him on is to baby him, regardless of how he might pretend he doesn’t need it. Three words: do it anyway. And seeing you do it as if loving him is like second nature is a sure way to have him all over you.

And if you initiate, it’s even better. Show him how much you want him, when you’re kissing and grinding up on each other, slip his hand between your legs to feel the effect he has on you. Knowing he turns you on, that you want him just as badly as he wants you, that sort of thing gets him hard embarrassingly quick.

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

It’s hard to say, because most of the time Levi would do just about anything you ask him, especially if he trusts you. But i don’t think he’d be too much of a fan of blood/knife play or emeto/scat. Essentially, no infliction of real lasting pain, and nothing that is, in his eyes, “unhygienic”. He sees enough of that in his day to day life and derives no sexual pleasure from it.

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

He may not be a pro, but Levi learns by watching how you react. If you twitch or throb or quiver when he licks you there, he’ll double down and drive you wild. Going down on you isn’t his favorite way to get you off, but he would spend an eternity between your legs if you asked him to.

In terms of himself, Levi doesn’t always understand why you’d want to put him in your mouth, but he’ll never complain. He keeps himself nice and groomed, clean and he’ll never force your head unless you asked him to. He doesn’t know where to put his hands and his breathing gets a bit shaky when you’re kissing down his tummy. But all that nervousness dissipates the second he feels your tongue swirl around his tip, too drunk on pleasure to be so cautious.

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

It depends on how he’s feeling, if he’s in a more relaxed and romantic mood he may prefer gentle touching and body worship, whether you’re doing the fucking or he is. He likes those slow, deep strokes, so he can feel every inch, in and out.

If he’s feeling moody or stressed, or even simply pent up, Levi is ready to get his back blown out. He likes it face down, ass up. Or if you’re on top, have a firm grip on his throat and force eye contact as you slam down on/into him. The quickest way to hear those pretty little sounds.

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

Levi doesn’t mind them, but always expect more later. Quickies are more of a warm up, or a form of foreplay in his eyes. Especially if you use him to get yourself off and leave him hanging. It sounds mean, but sometimes he likes you a little mean. It’s always worth it when you milk him dry later anyway.

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

In the beginning, new ideas are met with some level of skepticism. Over time, the more trust is established, the mo comfortable he becomes, the more he’s willing to try new things. He knows you’d never steer him wrong or force him into an uncomfortable situation, but it’s crucial that he feels safe enough to speak up when he’s not feeling it.

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

He’s not as energetic as he used to be, but he can go a couple times with breaks in between. Overstimulation puts him in subspace pretty easily too, so don’t be afraid to test his limits.

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

Vibrators vibrators vibrators!!! He loves them! He won’t say it, but when you pull out your little bullet, Levi feels such a wave of excitement. He always cums twice as hard when you suck him off with it pressed up against his taint, or trace it over his balls. If you want to tease him extra good, you can ghost it over his tip and watch his thighs start to tremble.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Levi doesn’t tease as much as he tests your boundaries. When he wants to be put in his place, you’ll know by the way he isn’t as quick to follow directions, or his sarcastic remarks when you’re breaking him down. There’s something he loves about watching your eyes go from gentle and sweet to domineering and animalistic. That’s how he knows he’s gotten just what he wants.

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

Rarely is he truly loud, but he’s definitely not quiet either. Levi is expressive in his own way, through heavy labored breathing and soft hums of pleasure, “ngh” and “mnm” sounds. He gets louder as you dish out more and more, and when he’s close, his jaw slackens and he inhales sharply, before letting out a drawn out, breathy groan.

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

Levi is shy about titles, but the closer he gets to subspace, the less his inhibitions are present, and before you know it, he’s responding to your instructions with a “yes ma’am/sir” or “ok mommy/daddy”

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

He isn’t big, but he isn’t small. I’d say Levi is packing pretty average, with a good amount of girth. He has a slight upward curve, and such a pretty pale pink color. He leaks too, especially when he’s pent up. A bit of dry humping and heavy kissing is all it takes to have him leaving dark wet patches on the front of his pants.

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

He has a moderate sex drive, but even if he’s been desperate for you all day long, sometimes he finds it hard to initiate. This goes back to the whole “recognizing body language is important” thing, because more often than not, he’s going to show you he’s in the mood.

He’ll be more touchy, you’ll notice his eyes lingering on your body, he sits closer to you and makes his presence more obvious. Once he’s gotten more comfortable in the relationship, he might press himself against you during hugs, so you can feel him semi-hard in his pants, or his kisses might become longer and laced with desperation.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

It really is a battle in his mind: to stay awake and snuggle up, or to give into exhaustion. He can’t help but feel extra relaxed when you’re done coaxing orgasms out of him, and his eyes get soft and dreary. Pet his hair a bit and hold him tight and he’s out like a light.

[titans-kanza]

Look what I found pretty spicy for AI🌶️

[levicansteponme]

YOU POEPLE HAVE TO STOP COMPLAINING ABOUT WRITERS WRITING DOM LEVI GO WRITE HIM HOW YOU WANT HIM OR DONT READ THIER STUFF

[levisjinchuriki]

enemies with benefits 

summary: unresolved sexual tension between you and levi cause trouble in the workplace. 

warning: dom!levi, sub!reader, cursing, levi being mean to the reader, spanking, choking, multiple orgasm denials, overstimulation, hair pulling, biting, fingering, dacryphilia, oral (fem receiving) 

word count: 2.4k

your relationship with levi is a complicated one. you respect each other as captains, but when it comes to tolerating each other you just can’t. you both have sour attitudes and it makes being in a room together almost impossible. to make matters worse you can never agree on anything. it infuriates erwin, but he insists on pairing you up until you can eventually work through your hatred. he claims that you sometimes have to work with enemies to achieve a greater goal. 

amongst other things you know there’s some unresolved sexual tension between you. it’s obvious how he will always stare at you and pick fights for no reason. you’re to blame, too. you like to get levi all riled up. you enjoy watching his nostrils flare when he’s had enough of your banter. and the bass in his voice when he would yell at you was sexy, you can’t deny it. 

even hange has had enough of your banter. you both follow the section commander to a spare office and are instructed that you’ll both be relieved of your duties until you can work together properly. with that the door closes. levi, being obsessed with his work, is desperate to fix the issue between you. 

“are you happy now?”, levi crosses his arms at you. his tone sends shivers down your spine. you hope you can rile him up enough to make him act out of character. with the exception of you, levi is always so composed. he doesn’t let many things bother him to the point of making it noticeable. but he can’t help it with you and you love it. 

“what do you mean, captain?”, you ask innocently. there’s a smile on your lips as he glares at you. he knows you’re mocking him by using a title you both share.

“you’re infuriating”, he tells you. levi glares you down as he comes close to you. “if you have something to get off your chest you better say it now”, he threatens. there have been so many unspoken words between you and levi. so many questions that needs answers. why had you started to hate each other in the first place? you’re not sure, but that’s how it’s always been. he’s wants answers, needs answers so he can get back to work. but you’re not one to make things easy for him. instead, you tilt your head and act like you don’t know what he’s talking about. 

he stares daggers into you. levi isn’t in the mood to be playing around. his hand finds your neck and holds it in a firm grip. levi presses forward until your back is pushed up against the wall. you fail to hide your smile as you bite your lip. he’s getting mad. how exciting. 

“stop acting like a brat if you know what’s good for you”, levi growls. you can’t help but let out an amused hum.

“this isn’t much of a punishment, levi”. your voice is velvety as his name spills from your lips. “if you knew me at all you’d know i like being choked”, you laugh at him. this sets him off. his efforts to make you crack are backfiring. your smart comments are infuriating him to no end. 

“punishment?”, he laughs with no humor behind it. “is that what you want?”. your eyes light up as his become darker. you’re a sucker for a good discipline now and then. with how much you and levi fight- it’s long overdue. 

you squeeze your thighs together subconsciously. it’s not missed by levi. he lets go of the grip he has on your throat but quickly busies himself with tugging your brown scout jacket off your shoulders and undoing the straps of your uniform. the action turns you on, but also puzzles you. he should be giving you a piece of his mind, but instead he’s starting to undress you. 

“what are you doing?”, you question. you’re not trying to stop him by any means, especially since he’s now roughly pulling your pants down your waist, but you’re not sure how taking off your clothes is a punishment. levi ignores your question. he crouches down and forces you to step out of your tight jeans. 

“you look nice on your knees”, you tease. levi throws the article of clothing behind him. 

“shut up”, he orders you. when he makes eye contact with your heat he can already see a pool of arousal on your panties. you weren’t lying when you said he was attractive when he gets angry. 

he scoffs at the sight and rolls his eyes. “you’re pathetic”. he wastes no time in pulling your underwear down and lifting one of your legs over his shoulder. before you can muster a response to his insult his tongue is already on you. it’s warm and wet and harsh as he immediately digs in. his pace is rough and fast, licking you as if he’s a starved man. he’s being selfish, taking what he wants for his own pleasure.

levi digs his fingertips into your thigh as he holds it around his shoulder. you mewl as you feel him on your skin for the first time. his grasp hurts so good. hopefully he leaves bruises. surely this is not what hange means by “working together”. 

as you sink into the wall your hands find purchase in his hair. it’s the perfect length for pulling. the action causes a low groan to escape levi. it’s the deepest, most enticing and dangerous sound you’ve ever heard. 

levi’s tongue moves to your sensitive bud. he decides to torture you. licking, slurping, sucking, biting… no action is done for too long, which makes you crave him even more. you curse under your breath. no one has ever made you feel so good so quickly. it’s almost scary how fast levi is working your body to the brink of an orgasm. 

you gasp as levi surprises you by sticking two fingers into you. you’re so slick that he enters with ease. he’s not gentle as he pumps his digits into you repeatedly. his fingers alone are stretching you out so nicely. the feeling makes you dizzy. the erotic sound of your juices against levi’s soaked fingers ignites him. as much as you try to hold it back, a moan escapes from you. one thing you hate more than levi himself is his arrogance. you’d do just about anything to humble him. he already knows how good of a soldier he is, he doesn’t need to know he’s talented in other aspects as well. 

levi chuckles against you. you hate that you’re stroking his ego, but he’s just so good at satisfying you. the vibrations cause your legs to shake. it hasn’t been that long and you’re already close to coming. how embarrassing. 

“levi”, your voice is filled with need and desire as you warn him about your impending release. he continues his actions, bringing you closer and closer to the edge. you're chanting his name over and over again as you hiccup between breaths. your toes feel hot, you're so close. 

just as you’re about to let pleasure take over levi removes his fingers from your tight walls along with his lips. you gasp as the euphoric sensation starts to slip away. “no, no!”, you beg, trying to chase the feeling. your chin touches your chest as you look down. you rake your hands through levi’s hair, pushing his bangs back so you can get a better look at him. his pupils are blown out, lips swollen and cheeks red. his chest heaves up and down as he catches his breath. 

you realize he edged you on purpose, this is the punishment he was talking about earlier. “you asshole”, you weakly whine. your insult is met with a firm slap on the outside of your thigh. you groan in dissatisfaction as the feeling of your orgasm washes away before you have a chance to enjoy it. you squirm in his grasp. levi bites your inner thigh as a warning. he fucking bites you. 

“i never said you would enjoy this, did i?”, he asks, voice hoarse. you whimper. 

levi tortures you by bringing you to the brink of an orgasm before ruining it two more times. the feeling is so intense he has your legs trembling by the end of it. you feel the burn in your abs as they tighten repeatedly. the leg that’s thrown over levi’s shoulder is sore from the position. he’s wearing you out on purpose. 

you push levi’s head away as he disrupts your release yet again. “s-stop”, you cry out. truthfully, you wanted him to keep going, you just wanted his teasing to come to an end. levi pulls back to see the state he’s left you in. your body is twitching, chest rising and falling as you try to catch your breath. tears are brimming your eyes at your multiple denials of finishing on his tongue. 

levi gives you a break. he stands and watches as your knees buckle under you. he’s quick to hold you up, looking over your face with his neutral stare. you look ruined, so pretty. 

“you can handle more, can’t you?”, levi torments. you whine and shake your head. the thought of another edging causes a tear to slip onto your cheek. you’re so desperate. levi watches the drop fall lower and lower against your skin. pleasuring you so well that you cry? the thought turns him on even more. 

“please let me come. i’ll do anything”, you beg. levi tilts his head and narrows his eyes at you. he doesn’t believe you. he can’t name a time where you’ve followed his direction, so why would he trust you now?

“we’ll see about that”, he mumbles as he brings you to the desk in front of the large window. levi bends you over the wood until your chest is pressed against it. you catch your breath as he shuffles behind you. your arousal pools again as you hear a zipper being pulled down. levi strokes himself for a moment as he watches your slick coat your inner thighs. you complain that he’s taking too long and squeeze your legs together. he holds back a moan as more of your slick slowly slips out of you.

“don’t be so impatient”, he scolds. levi’s grip is harsh as he holds onto your hip. his member teases your entrance. you could scream. you need him so bad. 

“levi, i swear- oh!”, your breath catches as he pushes himself halfway into you. your eyes screw shut at the feeling of him stretching you even further than his fingers. he’s so thick. you feel so good wrapped around him. after giving you a few moments to adjust to his size levi pulls out before pushing back in, even further this time. you hum as the pain turns into pleasure. your hamstrings smack against his quads as levi sets a steady pace. he watches the ripples spread across your backside every time his hips make contact with yours. you can hear levi’s deep breaths from behind you. 

“for someone so small i didn’t expect you to be this big”, you let out an amused laugh. the backhanded compliment makes levi snap. he’s been somewhat forgiving with you, but not anymore. 

“god, you’re so fucking annoying”, he groans as he snaps his hips into yours. you mewl at the change in pace. levi presses a hand in the center of your back, keeping you from moving as he drills into you now. his breaths become labored as he pounds you. 

“such a smart ass. can never shut up, can you?”, he asks rhetorically. levi’s had enough of your attitude. he’s taking out every moment of anger he’s ever had with you right now. he wants your brain to melt. it’s the only way you’ll listen and obey him. he wants his name to be the only word you can think of.

levi can barely hear you crying out for him over his thoughts. “too much, -s too much”. you desperately try to get air in your lungs. your hands reach behind you to weakly push against his hips. he mercilessly holds your wrist behind your back in a tight grip. 

“you’re gonna take it”, he orders you. you whimper as you feel your orgasm approaching. you’re hoping this time he’ll let you experience it. you nod, agreeing with him for the first time. 

“so you can be obedient”, he laughs as he mocks you. “wouldn’t know since you’re always defying me”. if disagreeing with levi is what brought you here you’d definitely be doing it in the future. 

“got nothing to say now, huh?”. you couldn’t talk if you wanted to. the only sounds you could muster out were moans and whines and whimpers, which is exactly what levi wanted. he decides to have some fun, wanting to push you through your brain fog. 

“i’m talking to you” he says darkly, delivering a loud slap to your ass. you yelp in surprise and pleasure. your skin stings where his hand made a print. your body jerks under you, on the edge of a much needed release. his pace doesn’t falter as you clench around him.

“levi”, you whimper, your way of asking permission. he grants it to you and you cry out as he fucks you through your orgasm. it’s intense, making up for all of your failed ones. your vision goes black for a moment as you’re consumed by the feeling.

levi curses as his abs tighten up. he leans his weight on you, head against your shoulder as he  his hips snap into yours. his bangs stick to his forehead. he’s used up so much energy. you let him use you as you come down from your high. he whimpers as he pulls out of you at the last second, coming on your ass and thighs. you sigh in satisfaction. his heart pounds as he pants on top of you, completely spent. levi’s body weight grounds you, bringing you back from your euphoric state. 

eventually, levi stands up and tucks himself back into his pants. he pulls up the zipper and adjusts the straps of his uniform. his hands rake through his hair, making it fall how it normally does, although now he has some extra volume. unlike levi, you’re slow to get up. once you open your eyes he’s already making his way towards the door. 

“get dressed. we have work to do”, he says in his usual unamused tone before leaving you to deal with the mess.

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