#levi ackerman x yn
attack on titan
L E V I A C K E R M A N
- [Title TBD] levi × insecure chubby black!fem reader: preview
the captain is more than fed up with the embarrassment you have of your own body and projecting it onto him (18+)
- Tired:preview
levi suspects something is amiss with your military track and reputation. he is extremely displeased with his findings and attempts to comfort you
- How They Say…: one-shot
some of the aot boys telling you to sit on their dick (18+)
levi’s moments of total vulnerability with you. (18+)
A R M I N A R L E R T
- How They Say…: one-shot
some of the aot boys telling you to sit on their dick (18+)
E R E N J E A G E R
- How They Say…: one-shot
some of the aot boys telling you to sit on their dick (18+)
Levi × insecure chubby black!fem
levi underneath you, sitting on the couch with his trousers open, dick stuffed so deep in you that you feel his pulse behind your navel. where you’ve stopped him once again.
getting more and more fed up with your excuses over intimacy with him: why you won’t sit on his face, why you want the lights out the second your clothes are off, why you don’t want his hands here, why you hate him squeezing anywhere on you, why you hate the idea of how much you’ll jiggle if you ride him, what your face or tits will look like from below when you’re on top, why you don’t understand how he could want you.
with a single hand, he grabs your face and snatches you to his, a white hot fire behind that silver stare. you’ve never seen him so livid, so impatient with you. he is throughand for a second the implication terrifies you.
“shut up.”
he kisses you after. rough and unforgiving, his grip like iron.
“shut the fuck up. never again. do you know what the hell i would do to anyone else if they spoke about you the way you do about yourself?”
you suddenly feel the pad of his thumb, and how harshly he squishes past the warm, sticky lips of your needy pussy, winding lubed up little swirls onto your clitoris.
“nNM!l…evi–”
“i didn’t tell you to say one fucking word, did i.”
you only whimper, squirming and accidentally giving more friction… more sweet, building pressure. it makes your closed eyes squeeze out water.
“you,” he grunts from between his teeth, hiking you closer as he fingers the fuck out of that slippery, swelling button, “are exactly what the fuck i want.” he slips his tongue into another burning, sudden, lip crashing kiss, tasting the whines he earns from making you fall apart. “you got that, brat? everything you hate, every piece of you you keep making idiotic excuses for. i chose it. i chose all of it.”
he feels you try to ease yourself up from his shaft and promptly forces you back down, thriving off the bubbly squelch of your wetness drowning his groin, your cunt slurping his cock in a whore’s welcome.
“if i didn’t want every part of you there is to be had, i wouldn’t have my dick splitting you in half every night, you birdbrain.”
you gasp when you’re yanked even further forward, and that deep voice is suddenly three-dimensional in… all over your ear–hot, and wet, and deadly.
“so if i hear you try and deny me my own fucking woman another time, you won’t cum again for a goddamn month. not on this dick.”
“no!” you beg him with your mouth already having to sip up your drool, “no levi, please d–AHNNN!”
he’s already bucked his hips into you, lowering himself into the sofa cushions and gapping his spread knees even wider.
“ride it.” he commands, “i’m sick of you underestimating me just so you can insult yourself. ride this shit– and if you don’t fuck me like you’re trying to break this couch in half you’ll do it again, and again, and again until you do. now give me what the fuck i want.”
Levi × insecure chubby black!fem reader | part 3
cw: starvation diet, body insecurity (i should’ve put this before, my apologies)
“eat."
the word rang out with the harshest echo at its back, cold and sharp– just like the eyes that held yours right now. you knew that levi was irate, you knew that somehow you had made him livid with you, but the last thing you expected upon being summoned before him in his office was to see a tray of food slammed down before you, with him towering over your seat, emitting hellfire in waves off of his skin.
"what is thi–”
“isaid‘eat’,” he pressed with murderous intent, and the blankness in his eyes made you so terrified that your fork was in hand before you could pull in your next startled breath. “say another word before it’s empty and i’ll make you regret it.”
what a night. what a damned night for your worst fears to come into fruition, and in front of him, no less. eating was already enough of a struggle for you to carry out without feeling abhorrence at yourself. doing it in front of someone else was the absolute substance of your nightmares.
and surely enough, those depreciating thoughts began to fizz and cloud up in your mind, sticking to every corner you couldn’t reach to scrub them out, and where they could ceaselessly bring you torment over your deepest insecurities. levi was already pissed enough at you. here, any remaining attraction to you would dissipate into revulsion the second he saw you stuff your face.
“you should’ve thought about not wanting me to watch you before you decided to be an idiot.” he cut through your thoughts like he was psychic yet again. honestly, you were beginning to form your suspicions about that… to be addressed at a later time.
“levi, this isn’t–”
“i suggest you find your mind wherever you lost it and address me properly, cadet. i am your goddamn captain."
his voice was so dark and cold, like you were nothing to him. you’d never seen or heard him be this hostile toward you. it was honestly terrifying. you felt like you needed to ask him if he even still knew who you were… to tell him it was only you… you tried your best to say it through your eyes because his delivery was… incredibly hurtful.
still, you corrected yourself. painful words or not– he was right, and you had misaddressed him. "captain,”
“why in the hell have you not been eating?” he asked in the same, dangerous tone that felt like he could lunge over the table at any moment, “you honestly thought you could skip meals for two days and it wouldn’t get back to me?”
“i’m sorry.” you could only weakly say, and to your knees rather than to his eyes.
“you think that means anything to me,” he responded, emphasising the word so much it clenched your heart… as if he may as well meant you instead of your apology, “i could give a shit about you being sorry. i asked you why you would intentionally starve yourself.”
“it isn’t something i can explain so easily, captain,” you answered. he could hear how desperate you were in your tone, but he didn’t care. levi couldn’t care. all he could care about was your safety. you were the last thing he could hold on to it the hell of this world, and you were actively trying to rob him of you. and unfortunately, his rage at whatever entity that tried to snatch his lover from him would always be the same, even if that being was you yourself.
but that was something he couldn’t explain so easily either. so his harshness was all his love could yield, to your broken feelings and bruised heart’s end.
“you better think of something. you have until that tray is clean.”
“captain,” you begged to him, wanting him to look at you instead of through you like he was now. you needed to see that he was still the same man you loved just earlier today instead of this one who could barely stand you. right now you were just horrified that you’d finally managed to push him away enough to lose him.
…god, hadyou?“i’m trying to tell you–”
“shut your brainless fucking mouth, put that fork in it and eat.”
your jaw fell slack. his voice was so hard it echoed in the room. and it was all he was left with after his shocked stare watched you look at him in complete, heartbroken horror, then storm out of the door.
you had to. you were humiliated enough, you couldn’t take crying in front of him now. you had your answer anyway.
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I’m Yours - Levi Ackerman x Reader
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Finally, we have arrived to the last work (7/7) of the Candy Heart Club! Levi Ackerman is our last boy up with the candy heart saying “I’m Yours”. Thank you so much for all of your support throughout this even, you guys are the best! Stay sweet and happy February!
Prompt:Candlelight dinners and moonlight strolls are something you and Levi do so rarely, you don’t even remember the last time either of you had the time to do something so peaceful and lovely. So, when Levi suggests to do both in the same evening? Something’s gotta be up.
A/N: Firstly, I would like to say I am so sorry that this is getting out so late. Some IRL stuff came up that I had to deal with, so that had to take my priority. Secondly, I would like to thank each and every one of you for consistently supporting me throughout this event! I had a lot of fun with these prompts and making fun stuff for Valentine’s Day and the month of February. And, lastly, thank you all so so much for 800! I really have so much fun writing these works and being a part of this fun community online and I look forward to many more things in the future. For now, I hope you enjoy this fic!
Word Count: 1.4K
Biting into the roll, you almost groan at the taste. After it was warmed and slathered with butter, a delacy within the Scout Regiment, it was practically the best thing you’ve ever tasted.
“Don’t choke on it,” Levi’s voice from across the table interrupted your chewing, an “are you kidding me” look present on his face.
“It’s so good,” you say, almost in awe of how it seemed to hug your taste buds, “how’d you get it?” Levi shook his head and smiled, passing you the second half of his roll towards you wordlessly. You looked up at him and down at the roll and then back to him. He confirms his intentions and you scoop the roll onto your plate.
“I just talked to a few people to find out where they were.” He says nonchalantly, his gaze fixated on the little candle burning on the small table you were seated at.
“What’d you tell them this time - you’ll make them trim every blade of grass with a pair of scissors, one by one?” You quip, sighing happily into the perfectly cooked meal all laid out before you. Levi’s hand settles gently atop yours, brushing your skin with his calloused thumb. Silence settles as the two of you eat, savoring the delectable food that only comes around once in a while. Even though the both of you were high ranking soldiers within the scout regiment, really good food was hard to come by. So, tonight, it was a gift - an expensive one.
“I don’t want you to rush, so just keep enjoying your dinner, but I was thinking we could take the horses out for a bit tonight.” Raising a brow and pronging another morsel onto your fork, you wave it around a bit, gesturing to him.
“What is all this? Candlelight dinner, a moonlight ride… it’s very romantic.” Rolling his eyes, he pinches your hand a bit.
“We’ve both been busy and we haven’t had time to do either in a while, so I figured we could just do both tonight.” You give him a grin as you pop the last bit of food, part of the roll that you had saved, into your mouth. You didn’t feel the need to mention that the two of you went out for a long walk the other night, soaking up the fresh air and the presence of each other just two weeks ago.
“Okay then,” you say, swallowing the last bit of food. If Levi wanted to be romantic and gentlemanly and sweet, you weren’t going to stop him. It’s not a side of him you get to see often. To you, he was like a street cat that had to be slowly tamed. You knew he had a much more vulnerable center but the shell he kept around himself was scrappy and protective. But, with enough trust, that little cat would roll onto its back and expose its soft underbelly, longing for affection. Swallowing the last of your food, you flip your hand so that it rests now completely in his palm. You tug him up from his seat a bit and the two of you walk down the quiet corridor of the unofficial scout HQ, finding your way towards the stables.
Brushing your horse’s mane was something so subtly calming that you found yourself unraveling every strand for hours. Thus, your dapple gray horse was always in peak condition - its ivory and taupe mane and tail always flowing and a very happy animal that would take you anywhere you wanted to go.
“That animal is spoiled.” Whipping around from where you were situating your saddle to the man who was already seated atop his black horse, there was Levi.
“She is not spoiled, she just looks pristine. As opposed to yours, even though I brush him from time to time. I told you that you needed to be more consistent with his care or else he’ll buck you off.” Levi exhales out of his nose a little harshly, hard enough that you could hear it, and he pats his horse on the neck.
“Hurry up, we’re losing moonlight.” He says, drawling a bit on the last word. Your laugh, which sounded like a short snort, came out of your mouth as you buckle the girth of the saddle, situate your foot in one of the stirrups, and hoist yourself up and onto your mare.
“Yeah, yeah, let’s get going. You lead the way, since you’re so eager to get out there.” Levi turns his horse around a bit and taps it with his heels, encouraging the black stallion into a steady trot. You fall in place beside him easily.
The ride was lovely, the warm summer air wrapping around you like a hug. There were fireflies, their lights flickering on and off, dotting yours and Levi’s way as he led you deeper through the plains and into the woods.
“Levi, where are we going? We’ve kinda strayed off course from the regular riding path,” you ask, both of your horses now at a languid walking pace. His chiseled face maintained a steady gaze forward.
“Let it be a surprise, will you?” He huffs, a quiver of a smile flitting across his lips. A similar one spreads across your face as you twist your horse’s mane in between your fingers alongside the reins.
“Okay, Levi Ackerman. Surprise me.” Finally, he looks at you. He guides his horse closer to you and pulls your arm, giving you a quick kiss.
“You’re a smartass. Now, hop on behind me and I’ll guide your horse there. Close your eyes, and don’t peek.” Giggling, like you’re twelve years old, you hop onto your hot boyfriend’s horse and wrap your arms around his waist, pressing your cheek into his back. Oh if little you could see you now. You could almost feel him roll his eyes, but he shakes a bit as a chuckle reverberates through him. You two stay like this for a couple more minutes until, finally, you feel the both of you pause.
“Okay, can I open?” You ask, eager to see what Levi has tried keeping a secret for the entire evening.
“Yeah,” he says, dismounting and holding your hand, helping you off while still keeping your eyes closed. “You can open ‘em.” As your Y/E/C eyes flutter open, you have to inhale a huge breath because of the scene around you. Like it was plucked out of an award winning painting, an enchanting setting fell across your view. A pond full of lily pads and a grove of willow trees, the most gorgeous field of flowers befell you. It was like the petals were born from the starry sky, the color pulled from the very moon beams that nurtured it. It was such beauty, such calmness that you didn’t think you could ever find in nature, in this world. Slowly, you sink into the beds of flowers and draw your hands over them, marveling at both their strength and delicacy.
“Levi, I… I don’t even know the words to describe this place.” Overwhelming your senses, you feel the tears in your eyes well. For the first time, you think in your entire life, happy tears start trickling down your face. Wordlessly, he cups your face with both of his hands and stares into your eyes, his own dull gray capturing every speck of color in yours.
“Y/N, I know I’m not easy to love. I never have been, and I don’t know if I ever will be. But I know that I love you, and dammit, I want you to love me.”
“I do love you-”
“Just let me finish.” And you do. “I want you to love me for the rest of your lives. And I know that I will love you. So, just…” Levi pauses, a little lost for words. “I’m yours - completely yours, if you’ll be mine.” It’s not a storybook proposal by any means. There’s no ring, no promise of a wedding, no ‘will you marry me’. But you know what this means, and it means more than any of those things could.
“I’m yours,” you promise, kissing him and wrapping your arms around his neck. “I am yours.”
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Welcome to the fourth of seven works of the Candy Heart Club! Fourth up is Levi Ackerman with the candy heart saying “One and Only”. Let me know if you’d like to be added to the event taglist, and as always, the event masterlist is linked right above! Stay sweet and happy February!
Prompt:Humanity’s strongest soldier never thought about settling down with anyone - but when he sees you? He can’t stop wondering about what a life with you might look like.
A/N: Hi guys! Here is the fourth part of the Valentine’s Day event! Another fic should be up later tonight, so be on the lookout for that. But yay! Levi! Our fav captain! I hope you all enjoy <3
Word Count: 1.4K
Considering he was a man with a constant struggle against insomnia, Levi Ackerman didn’t rest much. While he was always willing to lay down with you for a bit until you drift off to sleep, but after he was sure you were deep in dreamland, he’d carefully let you go and move his arms - leaving you on the bed curled up under covers and allowing him to tiptoe out of your shared room and into his office directly adjacent to it. But while his physical self strayed a bit farther from you, his mind surely did not. In fact, when he wasn’t flying in the air with blades unsheathed, his eyes set dead on the nape of the titan in front of him, his thoughts only seemed to be of you.
It was odd, he used to think, that you had chosen him of all people to be interested in. He didn’t fit the bill of primary requirements that women might want; sure he was athletic, built, and had a pretty face - but he was also short, working most of the time, and harsh. You liked to joke that you didn’t choose and that you were just stuck with him through some twist of fate, but every time before the two of you would leave for a mission, you’d leave him with the same words: “I’d always choose you.” And he, without hesitation, would always choose you too.
You were a clear leader amongst your colleagues and the scouts, but held an understanding that Levi lacked. You were able to note the relationships between the cadets and what made them tick, you knew what meal day tended to be their favorite, but most importantly, you knew him.
Levi was a difficult person to understand. Buried deep under layers and layers of hard cold exterior was a most vulnerable and sensitive human being. The memories of his mother, his first two friends, and his squad were pushed down so he didn’t have to relive it every thirty seconds. And you knew all of it. You knew that when he tipped his head down a bit, just so that his hair covered his eyes, it would be so that no one could see the tears threatening to spill from them. You knew when he wanted a hug, he needed one. You know he loves you.
It was another one of those nights where sleep couldn’t grace him. He was left to stare at the ceiling while you buried your face into the crook of his neck. Your breathing tickled the skin there and it blew back the tips of his hair just a little bit, but he didn’t mind. Not one bit. In fact, tonight, he held on a bit tighter to you instead of slipping away to make a dent in his ever growing pile of paperwork. He turned his head just a bit to look at you. Your face was clear of the stress and worry lines that held purchase on your skin during the day. Your eyes weren’t scrunched in frustration or confusion at the new squad formation blueprints. You looked so peaceful, it almost made Levi want to cry.
This was how he wanted you to be every day. Not in the sense of you shouldn’t be a part of the survey corps - he knew you would never be happy sitting around in a house while there was something you could be doing to help the cause. He wanted the titans to be gone and for the two of you to live in a little cottage in the countryside, where the only thing you would hear in the mornings would be the bluebirds singing and the little stream in your yard rushing. He wants to see you smiling as the two of you read in chairs outside, rocking back and forth on your front porch. And then when he looks down at your hands and sees the rings on both your fingers- woah.
“Where the hell did that come from.” He thinks aloud, whispering the words. He looks back to the ceiling, then glances at you again. Marriage was something that was always on his no-no list. Too big of a commitment in the world he was currently living in. Just the notion of what the ring brought along with it made him nervous and unsteady. He despised the thought of finding a severed hand with a ring on it even more. So why was he thinking about it? Finally, he resumed his usual nightly routine. He unwound his arms from you, making sure you were still sound and asleep, lightly snoring against your pillow, and then he made his way out of the room and towards his desk.
He all but collapsed into his office chair, blowing out air from his puffed cheeks as he retraced his mental steps. Obviously, he loves you. He would be a fool to try and think otherwise. But where did that urge for that sort of future come from? It’d be ideal for both of you to make it alive and out of this hell the two of you were privy to. But marriage? Dressing up and having a little ceremony, him in his best clothes and you in a sweet white dress with a little bouquet of flowers in your hand. It was all so domestic, so carefree. Not at all feeling like there was an invisible time limit on it all. No sand from an hourglass falling, no time on a watch ticking.
Levi’s eyes darted around his desk. Papers were stacked in tidy piles, pens lined up neatly along the left side. He pulled open all his drawers except for the big one at the bottom, leaving that one completely alone. There wasn’t much to be seen within them - a magnifying glass and loose leaf paper being some of the only things in it. Then, he finds it. One of the two things he kept from his mother. The first was folded nicely atop a stack of fresh clothes tomorrow, the ivory white cravat that was cut from the cloth of his mother’s dress. And now, in his hands, was the second. It was simple, not nearly polished enough, and without any kind of stone or adornments welded on to it. The little ring that his mother had worn on a necklace ever since he was a baby. If he could imagine it hard enough, he could remember trying to grab on to it as a toddler and twisting it between his little fingers. He played with it in his palm, now. Letting it roll around and settle into his palm, leaving faint tracks of dust all over it. Rubbing at it a little with the handkerchief relieved it of some of the grime, leaving a matte, but nice, looking ring.
Levi stood, a clean ring in his hand and a view of you sleeping in his eyes. He took a deep breath and stepped towards you, moving without any desire to shove the small piece of jewelry back into the depths of his desk. You’re still sleeping and don’t even stir when he climbs back into bed and blows out the candle, carefully peeling back and then covering himself in the blankets you were tucked into. Like a puzzle piece, he maneuvers himself so that he’s back to where he was before with your head in the crook of his neck and your left hand played across his chest. But now, instead of trying to find a way to sleep, he gently lifted your hand. With a shuddering breath, he plucks the ring from his hand and begins to slide it slowly onto your ring finger. It fits perfectly. And then, like a butterfly, he holds your hand in his - and a smile crosses his face. A silent, sappy smile that he would be shocked to find on himself if he looked into a mirror. But looking at what he wanted his future to be in the flesh was overwhelming to him in the best way possible.
Of course, though, you had to stir awake. Blinking the sleep away from your eyes slowly, you register something on your hand that wasn’t there before.
“Did you put a ring on my finger?” You mumble, wiggling your left ring finger and looking at the man whose arms you were in.
“Yeah.” He says simply, looking down at you now with a neutral expression.
“Hmm,” you hum, closing your eyes and snuggling in closer to him. “Okay.” With that, he closes his eyes too and, like a miracle, Levi finds sleep that night. Tucked into bed, no thoughts of the dangers ahead, and with you. His one and only.
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Candy Hearts Club ~ Masterlist
Welcome to the Candy Hearts Club where the candies are sweet and the boys are sweeter! Here you will find seven works inspired by the sayings on candy hearts, all leading up to the loveliest of all days, Valentine’s Day! Be on the lookout for when they appear and let me know if you’d like to be tagged to be notified when they get posted! Like a box of chocolates, there will be something for everyone to pick and choose from - and if not - you can always leave a little note asking for another! Stay sweet!
❤ Melt My Heart ~ Shoto Todoroki ❤
Everything he does is just so sweet. Whether it’s holding your hand on the way back to Heights Alliance or leaving you flowers. You notice a little something that’s missing - that passion to melt your heart.
❤ Kiss Me ~ Katsuki Bakugo ❤
Katsuki Bakugo loves you, he knows he does, but just why is he having trouble saying it? No matter how many times the two of you are alone and the scene is just right, he gets too in his head and can’t say it. So, what else can he do?
❤ Be Mine ~ Hitoshi Shinsou ❤
Shinso doesn’t do overly lovey-dovey stuff. He’s not a ‘show up at your door with a bouquet of flowers and a heart box full of chocolate’ type of guy. But now he has you, and well… he’s just a little more romantic nowadays.
❤ One and Only ~ Levi Ackerman ❤
Humanity’s strongest soldier never thought about settling down with anyone - but when he sees you? He can’t stop wondering about what a life with you might look like.
❤ Love Bug ~ Shoto Todoroki ❤
Shoto Todoroki is all cool and collected until you come into the picture. Now his stomach flips when you give him a smile and he feels his cheeks flush when you give him a high five after training. It’s official - he’s got the bug.
❤ XOXO ~ Hitoshi Shinso ❤
The little notes slipped onto your desk by a secret admirer have you hiding your smile and twirling your hair. Just who is writing his way into your heart?
❤ I’m Yours ~ Levi Ackerman ❤
Candlelight dinners and moonlight strolls are something you and Levi do so rarely, you don’t even remember the last time either of you had the time to do something so peaceful and lovely. So, when Levi suggests to do both in the same evening? Something’s gotta be up.
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ೃ pairing: (levi ackerman x gn! reader)
ೃ the entire division of the survey corps are not convinced that you and levi are absolutely actually together. however, it took a small expedition outside of the walls and an abnormal titan incident for everyone to coo adoringly at the soft and loving demeanor that levi holds around you and only you.
ೃ genre and warnings: canonverse, fluff, and strong language.
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ೃ 1.6k words
ೃ dedicated to one of my first uni friends, @ryscenery because if the two of us didn’t yell (affectionately) at each other for our love for levi, this fic may have never been birthed. i hope you enjoy!
Love certainly makes you do the wacky. But in a world where chaos is imminent, war is always looming, and people die to giant man-eating humanoid monsters, how can one possibly make their life akin to that of a romance novel?
Well, unfortunately, you can’t.
It’s a Live and Let Die world, after all.
But… to the remaining few of humanity who are strong and lucky enough to be still wandering the faces of the unknown world, love is a treasure. A gift only a few can find.
And somehow, and someway, you were lucky enough to find comfort in someone you never thought you’d expect to find.
Levi Ackerman.
The stoic and blunt smart-ass captain of the Survey Corps? Yes, him.
Honestly, it’s quite a surprise. No one would have ever thought that someone could shake the world of Humanity’s Strongest Soldier. It almost felt like a dream, honestly. Your subordinates and co-captains can’t even get their heads wrapped around the fact that there’s something between the two of you. Well, it’s not like either you and Levi were bold enough to rub it in other people’s faces.
Even Hanji, who made it seems as if they were utterly convinced over the fact that the two of you are together by teasing the two of you every time that you were within a few feet of each other, has their doubts.
It didn’t take long until a minor expedition outside the walls made everyone in the division finally realize how much you and Levi were pining lovestruck dorks when hidden from the eyes of prying and spying soldiers.
An attempted attack from an abnormal titan had forced you to stray away from the rest of your squad’s formation. Baiting the abomination away from your subordinates led you to get lost in the outskirts of an abandoned town. With a terribly injured leg, none of your essential equipment with you, and with no means of communication, you had no choice but to wait for the rest of the scouts on patrol to find you.
However, you were afraid of one person.
Levi knows how strong and how much you can hold up in a fight (Your Titan kill count is one of the highest in the Corps), but he hates how reckless you can get. How stubborn. How irrational your decisions can be at times and how much you hate the fact that he reprimands you for the littlest mistakes. Even if those mistakes could ultimately be the cost of your own life.
Catching sight of a shadowy figure and the sound of the clopping of horses from beyond a steep hill, you brace yourself for another long and agonizing lecture from Levi as he continues to approach.
“Captain (Y/N)!” Armin, a rookie soldier from your fleet, calls out. A look of relief forming on his face. “We brought Captain Levi! He’s just behind us!”
“Oh, great.” You whisper, grimacing to yourself. “Just great.” Your wounded leg fails you as you try to prop yourself up onto your horse, falling back down on a mound of rubble.
You only wish you could know what Levi is feeling right now once he sees the predicament you’ve brought upon yourself once again.
“Captain (Y/N) has strayed away from our formation!” Jean reports sternly, a tinge of worry straining his voice. “They have diverted an abnormal titan from ruining our formation! As of now, none of us in the fleet know of their whereabouts! Neither do they have a flare gun nor any kits in case of an emergency, as they have left them with Krista before the expedition!”
Erwin clears his throat, shaking his head to try and keep his calm facade. “We’ll send some soldiers to scout the-”
Before he could even finish his sentence, the distinct cry of a nearby horse could be heard. As the rest of the surviving soldiers turn their heads to where the sound came from, they could do nothing but stare agape at Levi’s fleeting figure cross through the safe area and again into dangerous territory. No one could dare to stop him, after all. There was no way.
All they could do was stare in awe at the dramatic yet sweet gesture of the stone-hearted captain that happened right before their tired eyes.
Maybe now they’re finally convinced that the two of you are actually
together.
(Levi’s POV)
I sprinted through the vast fields with all the remaining strength I could muster. After a long exhibition, I didn’t expect I’d have to drag my ass around to find (Y/N). Yet, I could not recall the last time I found myself so short of breath.
Dammit. Please be safe.
I am only vaguely surprised to feel an icy trickle of sweat on the back of my neck and my wringing hands as I hold onto the saddle.
Hurry… I must hurry.
There was not a moment to waste. If there were a titan to cross through these shitty grasslands ever again, I’d have to kill these fuckers as fast as I can. Whatever it took to reach them.
….How unlike me.
I hated this feeling. I knew it was inevitable and could happen anytime, but my body launched forward before Erwin could even give his command. Duty decreed that I should have informed him, but the thought came far too late.
I have no doubt Erwin will conjure some excuse for me. After all, this is what everyone wanted, right? Didn’t they want to see more proof of my undying love for them? Just because I don’t make goo-goo eyes at them doesn’t mean I wouldn’t defy everything just to keep them safe.
Perhaps I am being irresponsible… but I have no choice but to put my trust in him.
For now, I have someone more important than anything else, someone I cannot fail. Someone I must save.
At the end of the maddeningly long field of nothingness and stark skies, my destination hoves into view.
As (Y/N)’s weakened figure appears closer and closer to me, I abruptly halt my steed and dismount from it. With all my strength once again, I rush to their side.
Moments later, you hear Levi’s voice, whom you had seen off just this morning. Wincing in pain due to your injuries, you mentally prepare yourself for another scolding.
“Keep safe” were the words he’d never fail to whisper every time the both of you are forced to depart from each other. It wasn’t the most romantic saying out there, but it meant a lot. Especially coming from Levi. He was not the most physically affectionate beau out there, but these little sweet nothings were enough to make your heart flutter.
Observing his looks as he approaches, Levi almost seems panicked. Out of breath, even breaking a sweat… you can’t even remember the last time you saw him like this.
His piercing gaze bore into yours, and you felt as though you might fall into it.
Levi takes one step towards you and then another.
“I-I’m fine… okay?” You puff your chest and tug at his hand reassuringly. “Don’t worry. I kicked that titan’s ass before it could even get a hand of me. How about you? Are you alright? You’re breathing so heavily.”
He doesn’t answer your question but instead drops his gaze into your shaking hands.
“(Y/N)…” His voice was barely audible, a whisper. There’s this exasperated look in his eyes that you can’t quite describe. And yet, through that faintest movement of his lips, you knew what he meant to say.
“Levi, listen. I’m-”
—And yet… he did not allow you to finish.
Soft warmth pressed against your lips. And his embrace… so intense yet so gentle.
He didn’t have to say it with words; This is the first time Levi has shown such love through his touch. Kind, yet powerful. His kiss felt like the wings of butterflies, beating softly upon lips of crushed petals.
You remain in his arms, held tight to the Captain’s chest.
The suddenness of his actions came as a surprise, of course… but even so.
The heat radiating from your bodies brought such a wellspring of happiness to you. You were so happy. So very, very happy.
It was so profound that you wished that it might never end.
“Tch. I thought I was going to lose you…” He trails off, squeezing your arm in slight annoyance. “W-why do you always have to be so damn reckless? Why can’t you just stick to the plan?”
“Reckless is my middle name after all.” You giggle, the kiss ever so deepening.
You’re suddenly brought back into reality when a flustered cough echoes from behind you.
You and Levi took it as your cue to finally let go, releasing one another.
“I hope we’re not interrupting something…” You turn to see Armin Arlert, a rookie from your fleet, approach the two of you awkwardly. “I’ll be tending to Captain (Y/N)’s wounds… if you’d allow me.” He clears his throat, clearly intimidated by the cold and striking facade emanating from Levi.
“Captain Erwin sent us.” Mikasa added stoically. Ah yes, the ever so tactful commander.
“Were you brats watching?”
“No! Of course not!” Jean, Sasha, and Connie who were lagging from behind, dismiss Levi’s claims with a dramatic wave of their hands. “We totally weren’t-”
Levi sighs, “Look. Even if you were, I wouldn’t get mad.” There’s a slight blush that slowly creeps on his face yet quickly fades away. “Just… don’t get into details once Hanji or Erwin tries to bug you about it, alright?”
“Yes, Captain!”
“Thank you for coming to pick us up.” You smile weakly as you let Armin kneel to tend to your wounds. “Who knows what could have happened if we were left here alone?” You nudge Levi’s shoulder suggestively.“
He smirks, chuckling to himself. "If we were, then they’ll finally have more proof that the two of us are actually together, won’t they?”
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Part I|Part II
18+ only, minors please DNI!
Warnings: sex shop AU, sex toys (particularly bullet vibrators), mentions of virginity, very light corruption kink, overstimulation (and slight crying, still consensual), dirty talk, implied oral sex
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(And just as a side note, I never expected the first part to blow up as much as it did! So thank you to everyone who’s taken the time to read my first set of thirsty HCs for our favorite lil captain. It means the world to me! So I hope you enjoy this little follow-up!)
Sex shop worker! Levi who brings you into the back room upon your first real “lesson.” He’s taught you the basics, about cleaning your toys and how to store them properly. (Which wasn’t the ideal first lesson to you, but you’re happy with the knowledge nonetheless.) The last thing he wants happening is for you to get sick from not taking care of them properly.
Sex shop worker! Levi who simply revels in the way your eyes dart around the dim hallway, the way your fingers twist around each other, the way your knees almost knock together when he stops at a certain room on the right. So eager—so innocent.
Sex shop worker! Levi who smirks to himself when he sees your jaw drop as he pushes the door open. A plain looking room, but a lovely shade of red, with a velvet couch resting in the center. Not too fancy, but enough to spice up the air. And it’s no secret that you’re anticipating what he has in store for you, by the way you’re not-so-subtly squeezing your thighs together.
Sex shop worker! Levi who looks incredibly alluring beneath the faint red light. The mere sight of him is enough to make your head spin: the sharp outline of his jaw, the muscles pressing against the sleeves of his shirt, the midnight bangs that fall over his piercing eyes… Your face grows hot when he glances at you, lips quirked in a smug grin. He knows what he’s doing to you—and you swear he can hear your heart thrumming against your rib cage as he slowly makes his way over to you, but not before locking the door with a faint click.
Sex shop worker! Levi who slips the little plastic bag from the crook of your elbow—the one carrying the toy you’ve brought along with you—his fingers fluttering against your heated skin. The very first toy you bought under his supervision (more like, the first toy you ever bought): a little bullet vibrator, tiny and purple and oh so full of possibilities. You made sure to clean it well before he took you back here, so you could jump right into your first ever private lesson.
Sex shop worker! Levi, whose voice is soft and deep as he orders you to “Strip.” Your fingers tremble against the hem of your shirt, the button of your jeans, fuck why did you decide to wear them it’s already so hot in here—and just to assure you that you’re not alone, he pulls his shirt up and over his head, and you barely have time to steal a glimpse of his abdomen before he’s kissing your throat, fingers pressed against your neck to keep you in place.
Sex shop worker! Levi who takes it upon himself to undress you, slipping your pretty pink panties off, hanging them around one ankle as he lowers you along the couch. You’ve managed to dance around his suspicions multiple times before, but now it’s absolutely certain: you’re a virgin, from the gentle pecks you press to his cheek, to the way you shiver and moan against his touch. So sweet, and yet so sinful. Oh, he’s going to have so much fun with you.
Sex shop worker! Leviwho takes his time with you. Exploring your body, dragging his tongue along the dips of your collarbone, brushing his hands along your bare hips. His cock swells in his boxers when he feels your little hands roaming along his chest, his neck, nails biting against the scruff of his undercut. A sweet moan fills his ears when he slides a finger through your slick. “So fucking wet already.” It’s hard not to blush as he stares down at you, dipping his finger into his mouth with a groan.
Sex shop worker! Leviwho flicks the vibrator on with his thumb, watching as you jolt at the sound of the buzz. Eyes wide, jaw slack, chest heaving—he decides it’s a sight he could never get tired of, as he lowers the bullet against your stomach. The first brush makes you tense up, eyes fluttering shut as he circles it around your skin, soft and gentle, and maybe this isn’t so bad, you could get used to this—
Sex shop worker! Levi who presses the bullet against your clit, and suddenly you’re writhing and babbling and throwing your head back against the arm of the couch. Your nails are tiny razors against his shoulders, thighs quivering beneath his own as he circles the bullet around your clit. Your tongue feels heavy in your mouth, eyes frantically darting from his face to his hand, to try to figure out what the fuck is he doing to make it feel so fucking good…
Sex shop worker! Levi, whose mouth is suddenly against the shell of your ear, whispering sinful promises in that deep, seductive voice of his. “Why don’t you cum for me, princess? I know you can do it. Cum for me like a good girl.” And the thought of being his good girl,only his, is enough to make you scream out his name as you clench around nothing, the bullet thrumming against your burning clit.
Sex shop worker! Levi who doesn’t stop circling your clit, even when the tears are leaking from your eyes. Instead of pushing his wrist away, you buck your hips into his hand, moaning his name over and over and over again. He plays with the settings on the bullet, trying out different patterns and rhythms, trying to see what elicits the strongest response from your body. It’s a drug you’ll never get tired of, a drink you can’t get enough of. You can feel yourself gushing beneath his body, slick dribbling onto the cushions—Levi won’t be happy if you make a mess—but it feels too good that you can’t find it in yourself to care. All that matters is the man above you, who’s intent on bringing you to the edge as many times as he can.
Sex shop worker! Levi who finally lets you rest after the fourth time, slowly massaging your clit with the bullet. You whimper when the pressure finally eases up, tears staining your cheeks, chest slick with sweat as you gaze up at him. He leaves a gentle kiss on your forehead before placing the toy on the table beside the couch. He’ll clean it as soon as he’s finished with you.
Sex shop worker! Levi who ignores the way you yelp when he lifts your legs, palms resting in the crooks of your knees, as he settles down between your thighs, silver eyes flickering up to meet your own. “You’re fucking filthy, princess,” and there’s the slightest trace of a smile in his voice when he adds, “might as well clean you up, right?”
