WARNING: LEMON
XD YES THERE IS A LEMON IN THIS CHAPTER…
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THE LEMON IS RATED FOR MATURE AUDIENCES, AS IT GETS PRETTY HEATED….
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There was really no point in denying it, being back here disgusted him more than I had seen coming, and for once, part of me understood. It felt good to be above, to not live in the murderous streets of rats, although it really was the safest place for people like me, outcasts.
But I didn't have the right to call myself that anymore did I?
An outcast wasn't an appropriate label for me anymore, although I hadn't succeeded much in fitting into my new surroundings. You are a part of this squad, and you have become a part of me. It had become a normal occurrence for that line to plague my thoughts, for it to drive me to a point of insanity I was afraid I wouldn't be able to turn back. But I had to turn, because no matter where I went, he was there. Condescending me, laughing at me, glaring at me, he was always there.
Especially now, as we took our first few steps back into the underground, doomed before we even began. I knew we were bound to be the subject of an attempt at robbery or murder, the way these streets worked, but nothing came. People walked out, surveyed us and then left, which worried me. If they knew who we were, then what was stopping Annie from knowing we were here? It was beginning to get suspicious, when I noticed a fairly auspicious criminal headed towards us with a good amount of stealth, if auspicious could even define him, he turned around when he observed us fully, and I noticed it wasn't only me that saw the strange behaviour. Even if he knew me, he would surely speak to me, being the sleaze he was.
Against my better judgement to wait for Levi's command, I jogged up to the man, not afraid of him as I knew all too well who he was and that he was the best chance for an answer. Levi on the other hand, looked cross, doesn't he always?
"Chet," I growled furiously, placing my hand in front of him to get him to stop. I didn't exactly get along with him, but we weren't enemies either. He was good company in what could be an overwhelming sense of loneliness, although I favoured that lifestyle. He glared at me intensely, his dark green orbs burning into my flesh casually. He had dark brown hair, which often run loose wild, but he now had tied back, letting few pieces hang out. I couldn't help but let a vague image of Eld appear in my mind, his appearance baring whatever resemblance I could find to Chet. He had a tense expression, although he was often a cheery guy, signalling the lack of sleep he must have endured.
"Didn't think you came down here anymore?" he spat, motioning over to Levi as he did so, "and who's this shorty, another member of your special Survey Corps?" that earned a snarl from Levi, and I could tell what he was planning, I motioned over to him just as Erwin did, my hand warning him. He got angrier at that, but accepted my silent request, to let me handle it.
I sighed, knowing all too well why Chetwas angry, although that didn't explain the strange behaviour of others. I hadn't said goodbye to him, and as much as he pretended he didn't care, he was one who couldn't hold emotions for long, so I knew it was only a matter of time. "Chet, I'm sorry," I got right to the point, knowing that if I engaged in useless chatter it would only aggravate the not so amused Levi currently about to burst in rage. What's his problem? But I turned back to Chet, noticing the mass of emotions currently sweeping across his face.
I didn't want to apologise, and I could tell he knew that, "You don't have to fucking bore me with your pity, it's what you always wanted, to get out of here, and you finally did."
He knew all too well that wasn't true, I ran from them for a reason.
"Just accept my goddamn apology," I sighed at his stubbornness, because he would cave eventually and I didn't need time wasted, "I don't know what you expected from me, I was caught Chet. I was finally caught, and I'm a part of them now, as much as I hate to admit it. You can hate me for it, but we both know the respect that resides for each other. So stop being so stubborn, and help me out."
I couldn't help but glance at Levi, who was staring at me with, was that confusion? And within seconds it was gone, and the blank expression he was known all too well for came into vision once again. It was amusing to see how touchy his expressions were, you saw one thing you weren't supposed to and it would be changed back in lightning speed. Chet's eyes lightened, seeing the sincerity in my words. The first time he had heard these kinds of words spoken from my mouth, just showing what the time with the survey corps had really done to me. It made me feel weak.
"What do you need?" I smirked internally, could always count on him, even when he hated me. I let the smirk arise to the surface, it tugging at my lips. I noticed Levi shoot me a glare of warning, a look of if-you-tell-him-anything-i-will-personally-kill-you. I ignored it.
"A couple things," he sighed, rolling his eyes, "Why has every criminal in the area simply turned their backs on us?" he rolled his eyes again at this as I spoke.
"Apart from the fact that everyone down here knows who you are, and wouldn't dare go near you?" he asked, taunting me, he then pointed over at Levi, "It's him, even though we live in the underground, we still know who he is."
Levi stiffened, allowing me to see a flicker of vulnerability, "All the talk about the Survey Crops members down here, you'd think they'd happily take the chance to jump one. That defeats the purpose of walking away," I questioned him, sending him a questioning look to pair with it.
"The fact of happily killing a member of the organisation is entirely true, not him though," he glared at Levi, with an expression I couldn't fathom; he probably sensed the dickhead vibe that radiated off Levi, "Not humanities strongest soldier," he spat, disgusted.
I knew Levi would be riled up, ready to beat what he thought was sense into him. He stormed towards him, his brow furrowing further than usual. I held my hand in front of him, making contact with his well-toned chest, hearing a snort from Chet.
"I know under any other circumstances, you wouldn't care what I have to say and beat him to a pulp," I whispered to him, so only he could hear, "But right now, can you please trust me?"
His jaw clenched, obviously not happy with my proposition, but to my surprise, he nodded and stepped aside, the anger not fading from his steely grey eyes.
"Do you know why we are here?" I asked him, generally worried. Levi's gaze hardened, if that was even possible.
"I can take a guess, only because I've been up recently," that surprised me, he never left this place, he noticed the shock in me, "I was worried about you, if you want to know why."
That managed to shock me even more, he was always there, but I never thought I had him. I shouldn't have been surprised at his honesty; he always spoke the truth after all.
He continued before I could speak, "Something to do with the titan-shifter, I presume. The rumours have been circulating down here, and it won't take long for them to circulate about you both as well. You shouldn't have been so stupid as to believe we wouldn't know you, even you," he pointed at Levi.
He was right, and I couldn't believe that Levi had overlooked this. I looked over at Levi, who was acting strangely, there was something he was doing, the way he stood, the way his glare wasn't the same as always, even the way he spoke. Being down here was messing with him more than I could have imagined.
"So be it, if she knows it gives her more of a reason to run, which leads to sloppiness, which leads to finding her," I couldn't tell if that's what he honestly thought, or if he was just trying to cover up his mistake. By the way he was looking at me; I wondered whether it was even a mistake, or whether it was what he had planned. So many questions, so little breath to ask them.
Chet laughed at him, not afraid of his death glare, this made him angrier, "Do you have any ideas to where she is?" I asked before something could happen.
"No, but if she is down here, I doubt she'll be hiding this close up, if she's smart she'd be hiding in the furthest parts of the underground, if she's not dead already," he scowled again, becoming what seems to be a permanent fixture of him.
I moved closer to him, and began to whisper, "If you could get rid of what rumours you can I'd greatly appreciate it. And if you find some information, contact me." I don't know why I didn't want Levi to hear it, probably because he'd stab me for telling someone in the underground to "contact me". He nodded, allowing a familiar smile to etch across his lips. He wasn't used to me being civilized; let alone asking him for help.
"Watch out for that guy, my gut instinct is never wrong," I mentally laughed at him, as he nodded over to Levi. Always thought he was some kind of psychic, which at times really pissed me off, doesn't everything? He was never wrong, which pissed me off even more.
"What's your problem?" I asked Levi, as we walked across the streets that shuddered with screams, far away from Chet. He ignored me, but clenched his hand, his fist wound into a ball.
"Does being down here disgust you that much?" I spat, suddenly angry.
"I don't know whether that's a serious question," he growled back, suggesting I was stupid for even asking, "Look around, this place is for rats."
"You were a rat once," I murmured, letting my voice take a break before the yelling I could feel coming. But the yelling didn't come, instead continuing to walk, Levi's body moving smoothly with every step. We needed to find shelter soon; we had only searched a part of this place, and found nothing. I knew that things got worse at night, more active if you'd call it. We hadn't spoken until I asked him the question, the tension burning between us. I could feel exhaustion coming; we had engaged in fights with people who dared to go up against us, after all, what else could you expect from the underground?
"I know a place we can go," I told him, knowing he'd be thinking the same. I changed directions slightly, moving towards my old apartment, if you could even call that thing an apartment. I stopped in my tracks, realising that he would be in there too, in that apartment.
He usually never came in, always annoyed with the fact that he'd have to walk me back, although I never asked him to. Anger flooded my bones from the day, where Isabel had almost gotten herself killed. She was reckless, which meant I always needed to keep one eye on her.
Everything had driven me on the edge today, this stinking place, the fucking horrible excuse of people that stayed here. It was sickening, paired with the fact that I had been around Levi way too much, and I needed to be alone, like most times. I could sense his boredom as we reached my place, letting myself ask why I never got a new apartment, this one was wearing out.
"You can go, Levi," I declared, not letting my focus waver. My anger burned for him as well, mainly because of the way he's been acting. He's always been a dick, but ever since the kiss we shared in a heated workout session, he's been unbearable. It hadn't meant much to me at the time, everything had been leading up to it after all, and the tension had become unbearable. It felt good to let it release when my lips crashed to his own, but now, I wished it had never happened.
You know, usually when someone does such things, after it they don't ignore you or treat you like shit, but that seemed to be his preferred method. I don't even know why I let him, but all I knew was that it awoke a hunger I couldn't possibly fulfil. Not a hunger for him, not that inconsiderate ass that reminded me to much of people in my past as well as myself. A hunger for passion, something I hadn't felt in my impassive stature, well, not like that at least.
As much as I tried to deny it, the tension was still there, building itself up for a climax. Due to my wandering thoughts, I didn't notice that he was still here. He had followed me and was standing in my doorway, glaring at me.
"What the fuck do you want, Levi?" my temper really did control me sometimes, but I knew that anger was my strength, and like hell I was going to ever give it up. His brows were furrowed, and a smirk played on the tips of his lips, his fucking demon lips. He still didn't answer, so I made my way over to him, fully intendant on pushing him away.
However, the closer I got, the thicker the tension became, and I swear I could have cut it with a butter knife. I stopped moving, close enough to him to push him away. I was about to, before his hand caught my arm, and dare I say, I should have seen it coming. I mean, no one touches the precious Levi. I shook my hand off him, noticing the heat that shot through my arm at the contact. He finally let his smirk glide onto his face, screaming the word stupid at me.
"Can you get out, your arrogance is distracting," he raised his eyebrow, amusement glimmering in his eyes.
"You sure it's my arrogance that's distracting?" I could have punched him for that line, but I knew he'd just block it, and I couldn't face the contact of his unforgiving hands on my own.
"Remind me why you're still bloody here?" I growled at him, fist clenched. His smirk twitched, and his composure stiffened for a moment. I felt my throat go dry, realizing what I was craving. The tension was building, and I wandered what he was going to break it with. My breathing was steady, although I felt the casual irregular heartbeat, my chest rose and fell, controlled.
"If you're just going to stand there, then I might just stab you," I was entirely serious, I needed to get him out of here. I could practically feel the blood in my veins boiling.
"Are you suggesting you'd like me to do something else?" his smirk was basically suffocating me, it wasn't often he was such a smart ass, more of the serious unemotional extremely strong asshole. All the moments we had never taken advantage of piled on top of one another, thickening the air that surrounded me. I wanted him to, he wanted to, so why didn't he just do it?
"Are you going to?" I asked him, irrationality burning through my voice. I saw his jaw tighten, muscles clenched to the point I thought it might stay like that forever. When he didn't reply, I repeated, "Are you going to, Levi?"
And without any warning, he hit the wall beside me, making a hole in my apartment wall. I was prepared to scream at him, but the look in his eyes talked me out of it. He wouldn't have done that unless he needed to release something, so I accepted it, not like this apartment was incredible anyway. I figured I wouldn't even bother to patch it up, maybe just hang something in front of it. That's how he chooses to control his anger, through violence against the weak wood of my wall, so I knew the answer to my unspoken question. He obviously regretted what happened between us, I was nothing to him, just as he was to me.
And with that I turned around, slamming the door into the frame he was once standing in, knowing that tomorrow, all of this would have been forgotten, but the tension would still be there.
It was always there.
He already knew where I was thinking, and I couldn't help but see the strain that was on his face as he walked in front of me, my apartment coming into view. It's a moment like this I wish I had actually found a new one, but there was something about this one that made me stay here.
Probably because it held a moment when Levi was actually vulnerable, I laughed at the sickening thought.
We had stayed silent for the rest of the walk, and I could hardly contain my fits of laughter when we reached the door, noticing the hole still placed charmingly beside it. It screamed Levi has anger issues, which made me laugh even more internally as Levi stiffened. I opened the door generically, ignoring the layer of regret that had begun to cloud my once pure vision.
Without a second to rethink what I was doing, I headed into the apartment, not noticing that Levi hadn't walked in, or more like denying the fact that Levi hadn't walked in.
I took in the sights once again, even though it wasn't long since I had last been here, it was a plain apartment. It was a cold hard slab of wooden floor that held everything up, with only few things to hold up of course, a plain black couch, that I had spent countless nights sleeping on despite the bed that was in the room attached to this one, the wooden table placed inconveniently in the middle of the room and the poor excuse of a kitchen next to it, it wasn't much, but I never complained.
I turned around, my feet dragging against the floor, adjusting to it once again. He was stood in the doorway, same stance he used to take up, and I could tell he was doing it purposely, although he had the same expression of boredom that he always did. It felt as if I was living it all over again, except I was more broken than I had been.
I had let people get to me, as well as this damn Survey Corps. There wasn't one day that went by that I didn't see something that reminded me of Eld, which led to me being reminded of Levi's harsh words about him. This flared my anger particularly well, and I couldn't help but send an imaginary thanks to him for making me want to slit everyone's neck.
"You can come in you know?" I addressed, glaring at him, "You don't have to become a permanent fixture of my doorway."
He had been silent for a surprising amount of time since we were here, which I enjoyed, much better than hearing the filth that spat from his mouth. To my surprise, he walked in, hesitating slightly but enough for me to notice.
The silence that filled the room was paired with tension, and the heat fluctuating from my body wasn't making things any better. All the fights that had happened here, all the fucking shit. Then there were other parts, which I didn't care to look back at, that made my throat go dry.
I looked up through the whole in my ceiling, which had come with the place unfortunately, I would have liked to do it myself. It had a perfect view of the stars, the only thing I really liked about this place, even though the air around here is absolutely miserable.
I had so many questions on the tip of my tongue, knowing that if I wanted answers, this silence would be the best time to get them. But when I opened my mouth, I realized I didn't know what I exactly wanted to know.
Why didn't you come back?
Why do you act like you don't know me?
They were questions, but I don't know what I wanted out of them. I wanted an explanation, but didn't I have it already? He left because he didn't care, he acted like he didn't know me because he didn't care, I was nothing to him, just like he was nothing to me.
What am I doing? First I end up letting people get to me and break me, now I'm wondering things that don't matter anymore? I don't even know who I am anymore, when I left here, everything changed for me. He hadn't changed one bit, and it makes me wonder why I have.
"You can sleep on the bed in there," I spat, surprised at my change in attitude, or more like, fed up with this bullshit. I motioned over to my room, if I could even call it that, I never spent time in there, and the stars were out here anyway. He glared at me, and I could practically feel all the insults he had for me in the air. I matched his with my own deadly glare, raising the tension. He just continued to stand there, his muscular build illuminated by lights.
"Is there something you want?" I snapped, "Because if not, I don't see why the fuck you're still standing there," burning rage coursed through me, seeming like only reaction I ever had to him.
"No, but there's something you want to say, so just say it already," he sounded annoyed, and his scowl had deepened, "then we can get back to the task at hand."
"I don't have anything to say to you," it wasn't exactly a lie, but it wasn't being honest either. The hostility between us was going to get between killing that titan shifting bitch, and I hated it.
"Just fucking say it, stop being such a stubborn immature brat."
He knew how to press my buttons, and can I say, my buttons have been pushed.
"Maybe you should stop acting so damn immature and actually acknowledge the existence I've had in your life," I snarled at him, taking a step closer. It blurted out, but it felt good to see more anger flood into his eyes, proving I affected him just as much as he did me.
"Why would I do that? When your existence didn't mean anything?" I laughed at him, literally, close to doubling over. It wasn't a crazy laugh, nor a sad one, instead just a general laugh that flowed out my mouth beautifully.
"Whatever you have to tell yourself to sleep at night, Levi," the smirk was wide enough to cover my entire face, and it riled him up further. He jumped towards me, both of us collapsing to the ground in an angry heap. I grunted at the pain from my forgotten injury, his ankle seemed to be fine to him, not that he'd ever let me see him in pain.
He pinned me down, his chest practically growling at my own, causing me to wince in pain. He noticed this, but being the prick he is, didn't care, "You mean nothing to me," his elated heartbeat said otherwise, although that could have been from anger.
I doubted it, his heart beat never rose, it was almost inhuman, but I could hear his pulse beat slightly faster than usual, and could feel it too.
"No," I spat at him, not fighting his grip, "Youmean nothing to me."
I almost gasped at how sincere it sounded, I was a good liar, but I had no idea I was that good. His grip on me tightened. I expected to see a flicker of disappointment or sadness to flicker through his eyes, but I was naive to believe such things.
I felt his leg collide with mine, which surprised me, he must have been holding it up. His eyes bored their way into me, and I could feel the heat off his body collide with mine. We stayed in the same positions, and tried to stare each other down.
Warning: Lemon coming up, RATED FOR MATURE AUDIENCES.
It's like… right down there so I suggest if you don't want to read it than don't go down xD
"Say that again," Levi threatened, "I dare you."
His gruesome hold did nothing but let the words fall out of my mouth easier, the fire in my eyes clearly evident.
"You mean nothing to me, Corporal" the last word burned in my mouth, and before I could take full control of myself, I pulled his head towards me and crashed his lips against my own. My mind had no idea what it was doing, but my body surely did. He grunted at the impact, but we were soon in sync, his lips were hard against my own, burning against each other. My mouth opened in entrance and out tongues collided, fighting each other for dominance, I could taste tea in his mouth and the familiar scent of bleach clogged my senses.
His hands moved down my body, his grip clawing at me much like a cats, leaving red marks that I wasn't sure would fade. I wasn't any gentler, as my hands almost ripped his hair out, pulling on the strands while the kiss deepened. It wasn't enough, there was still so much anger, and so much ferocity begging to be felt.
We pulled back to breathe, but didn't waste one second as he ripped off my shirt, the buttons meaning nothing in this unspoken war, his lips trailed down my neck, nibbling on my skin hard enough for a groan to emerge from my lips, I felt him smirk against the crook in my neck. I pulled his shirt off him, and allowed my hands to trail across his toned chest, an eight pack of abs that were just taunting me. I felt Levi's breath against my chest, as he trailed down to my breasts, biting at them, enticing more groans to release from my mouth. My hands gripped his back, tearing down his shoulder blades leaving fresh red marks.
I pulled his head back to mine, the desire coming to a climax as our tongues burnt together in passion and our bodies pushed together roughly, his tongue licked every inch inside my mouth, his saliva mixing with mine. I ripped at his pants, not breaking from the embrace as he struggled out of them. He bit down on my ear while making his way down with his lips, stopping right above my panties sucking on the skin lightly, teasing me.
He rips the panties off violently, and his tongue massages against my clit, sending vibrations throughout my body as he bites down gently on it. His tongue entered inside me, searching for my sweet spot, I moaned in pleasure when he found it, arching my back and shuddering. His tongue continued to explore and I could feel my climax coming, rippling with pleasure until he pulled out, causing myself to let a disappointed moan escape my lips, he smirked up at me, two can play at this game.
I flipped him over, crushing my body on top of his in overwhelming friction. My skin was brittle at the feel of his boxers, before I tugged them off, his erection sprang out in front of me, and goddon't judge a man on his height, because that was surely not the case. I opened my mouth, inserting his size and licking it vigorously, he moaned, begging me to take more in. I pushed it in further, my tongue gliding smoothly over it and sucking on it fiercely, I allow myself to bite down on it lightly, hearing another groan emerge from his lips. Once I knew he was close, I pulled out, challenging him with my eyes. He took the challenge and picked me up, smashing me against the wall, lighting more lighters to the fire we were already burning.
I felt his member grind against me, sending shockwaves throughout my body, our lips met again, biting at each other and suppressing moans. The hunger was to strong, I needed him now. He sensed it, and gripped my hips tightly while positioning himself at my entrance fiercely, his jagged hands leaving bruises on my smooth skin.
Kissing me harshly, he thrust brutally inside, sending our bodies alight in fire. He thrusts in deeper, rough enough to be painful but extremely pleasurable, my hands clawing at his hair and chest. The anger that resided between us was demanding, as we groaned at each other as his thrusts got faster and harder.
"Levi," I groaned his name as I was beginning to reach my release, as he pummeled my mouth into another violent kiss. I tightened myself around his member, his moan burning throughout my own mouth.
"(y/n)" he whispered as we both reached our releases, the pleasure of it mixing together as one. The vibrations shook throughout my body, my groaning silenced by the kiss Levi planted on my wet lips. We collapsed to the floor in a heap, a sweaty, burning heap of never ending fire.
I could feel the rage drifting through the air as I panted, allowing myself to digest the hunger I'd awoken once again. I looked down, remembering my injury at the bruise stinging on my stomach, humorous to think it had no impact on the encounter. A smirk burned its way across my face, seeing the one planted on Levi himself, all too confident in my nude body as I stretched out, releasing my body from the pain, the amazing pain I had just endured.
I could feel the heat still lighting up the air around me, and the smirk on his lips was enough to awake the hunger again.
This was going to be a fun night.
Hope you enjoyed this chapter.
Things be heating up between you and Levi oo00oo0
Could this be a start of a relationship or just angry sex?
Or does what happens in the underground stay in the underground?
Me with this anger man, first an angry reader now an angry lemon. *throws ice bucket water on self*