"Everything okay Mila?" Hanji had a smug look on her face as Mila entered her office, "Did the shorty give you a hard time?"

Mila almost made an inappropriate comment, instead, she handed Hanji the paperwork, "He wants those back by tonight." She needed to leave Hanji's knowing gaze before she completely lost it.

Hanji took the papers from Mila's hand and skimmed over the pages, "The stuffed shirts up there are sure having a field day with us. The cleanup and rebuild costs for the town are coming out of our pockets. They're putting the blame on poor Eren."

Mila noticed the dark circles under Hanji's eyes, "Any luck with Annie Leonhart?"

Hanji's eyes flashed, "She's still locked up in that chrysalis. It would be fascinating if it wasn't infuriating. Still, it could be worse. She could be dead."

Mila sensed Hanji was gearing up for another of her lectures and hastily made for the door, "If that's all Squad Leader, I would like to be dismissed to dinner."

Hanji's smug look returned, "Of course Mila," she sat down at her desk and looked at the mountain of work she still had left, "You're dismissed."

Mila saluted her gratefully, knowing all too well the look on Hanji's face. Of course she would suspect that something happened between Mila and the Captain. Picking up paperwork didn't take more than five minutes, especially when he was just down the hall. Had Hanji heard everything? Mila's heart seized at the thought. Did she know what just happened between her and the Captain? Was Mila's venture to his office a ploy to amuse her?

"Thank you, ma'am." Mila scrambled out of Hanji's office as gracefully and composed as she could. Calm down Mila, she thought to herself, even if she does know she won't tell a soul.

Mila knew that Hanji knew there was something going on, at least, that's what she thought. She'd made all those strange comments back at the castle and the night of the feast. Hanji might wear glasses but she wasn't blind, and it was unfair of Mila to think she would be daft enough not to see it. Mila also knew that Hanji would keep information like that to herself. So why did she feel so uneasy?

It took everything in her not to run through the halls of HQ. Grateful she didn't run into anyone in the halls, she reached her room. Slamming the mahogany door behind her, she pressed her palms up against it as if she was barricading the door from some invading force. She took a deep breath and ran her hands through her hair, trying to keep a semblance of calm. She'd just had sex with her Captain, something she never thought would happen. As much as she enjoyed it, she felt like she couldn't keep the feeling of bliss. Mila felt paranoid, as if everyone at HQ knew what happened between her and Levi.

Make sure you leave your door unlocked, she heard his voice echo in her ears.

Was this going to become a normal occurrence? He'd made that joke about bending her over his desk, though thinking about it now, she realized it was a half-joke. Her body couldn't lie, his touch was addicting and she craved it more than ever. It was a mere few minutes after their rendezvous and she was still riled up and raring to go. She ran her fingers over her lips, still feeling shocks of electricity on them from his kisses. Her hands caressed her neck, feeling the ghost of his hands on her body. She was drunk on their ecstasy and wanted so much more than what she'd already gotten.

The thought of having him again tonight made every inch of her body go up in flames of desire. She'd never felt such lust, it was as if she was going through a sexual awakening. She figured it was all due to the fact that she'd made love to the man she'd been in love with for four years. She didn't exactly know what his intentions with her were, but she also made it clear to him that she didn't need him to clarify them. Most women would try to put a label on their relationship, but this whole thing was such a foreign concept to Mila. All she knew about love was what she'd read in storybooks or heard from other girls. Her own perceptions about it were skewed. She would proposition men in town just to forget her sorrows.

You could do that with him, she thought to herself.

They'd both left their darkness behind, at least for a few moments. She wanted to feel that way again. Light. Safe. She'd found that in her Captain's arms. A place she could only imagine in her wildest dreams. No one knew her pain better than him, they'd suffered the same loss only a few weeks ago. Who better to share in pain and love with?

Still, the thought of seeing him again so soon made her blush fiercely. She didn't know if she could take it. Sitting across from each other at the table, pretending that nothing happened as Hanji's watchful gaze seared into them. Mila decided against dinner tonight, she didn't have an appetite anyway. Her stomach was still doing somersaults thinking about each one of her senses the Captain had ensnared. The smell of his cologne still lingered on her body. She could still feel his fingertips pressed into her skin, marking her with his touch. The feel of his release...she crossed her legs and decided to take a shower.

Thankfully she didn't have to fight her way into a public shower, at HQ all the officers had their own private bathrooms. The sun was starting to set and she knew by now everyone would be in the Mess Hall for dinner. She was in no danger of being bothered in her quarters. She decided to take a cold shower to stamp out the warmth between her legs, though it barely did just that. She took her time, washing her long red locks and letting the cool water soothe her body.

Every time she closed her eyes she saw his gray gaze staring at her intently. She could imagine his hands on her chest and while his body was pressed against hers. He was so strong and well-sculpted from all the training he'd gone through. As a fellow soldier, she could appreciate all the hard work that went into having such a body. It didn't come without blood, sweat, or tears. Her own body bore the same marks and muscles he had. Marks that signified their fight for freedom out of these confining Walls.

Once satisfied with her cleanliness, she wrapped a towel around herself and combed the tangles out of her hair. She kept expecting him to come in at any time. To turn around and find him staring at her with that intense gray gaze. He disarmed her with those eyes, something she used to loathe so deeply. Leaving her bathroom, she was slightly disappointed not to find him in her room. She shook her head, it was barely dusk. He was probably still holed up in his office finishing his precious paperwork and eating a paltry meal. Mila couldn't believe she was feeling that way after already having him once today. Just one taste of him was apparently all it took for her to act like a crazy lover. She forced herself to forget about whether or not he would visit her tonight and dressed in her nightclothes.

She grabbed a book off her nightstand and settled into her bed. Every few minutes she would look up from the page and stare at the door intently as if she could will his presence into existence. It was completely ludicrous. Mila found herself re-reading the same sentence over and over again, unable to focus on the story. Her heart was beating unusually fast and her palms were sweaty. She felt like a teen again, unsure about boys and inexperienced. She finally slammed her book shut, slamming her head back into the headboard and groaning.

Her eyes wandered to the door again, and she got up from her bed. She pressed her ear to the door and felt her heart rate speed up even more. Pulling away, she looked down at the doorknob, fighting with herself on whether or not she should lock it. She obviously wanted to see him again, to feel his touch. However, the way she was feeling now, so jittery and needy, scared her. If she continued to feed into those feelings she feared she would lose herself to them. And if she lost him in battle….She moved to lock the door, but before she could the doorknob jiggled and the door opened.

"It's not safe for a woman to sleep with her door unlocked," Levi's honeyed voice filled her ears.

He carefully closed the door behind him and locked it. Mila took in the sight of him. She could tell he'd just showered by the unkempt wetness of his ebony hair and the smell of soap filling her room. He wore his usual black and white ensemble, though his shirt was unbuttoned slightly. She'd never seen him look so laid back and casual. The desire she'd been stamping out all afternoon and evening returned full force.

She threw her head back and shook her head, a small smirk on her lips, "It's not proper for a man to enter a woman's room."

Levi chuckled quietly, cracking his bored facade, "It seems like you were asking for it, Brandt."

Mila blushed at his use of the husky tone in his voice, she bit her bottom lip, "If I recall correctly, sir, it was you who asked me to keep my door unlocked."

He was nose to nose with her again, as they so often found themselves, "It seems we were both eager."

Mila brushed an errant lock of hair from his eyes, and he grabbed her hand as she did. Pressing a chaste kiss onto her palm, she felt his other hand loop around her waist.

"Already excited I see," her voice was teasing as she felt his hardened member against her hip, "Have you been thinking about me all day?"

He shut her up with a burning kiss that left her gasping, "Don't make me punish you, Brandt."

Mila's hands wrapped around his neck and her fingers dug themselves into his hair, "You're a perverted bastard, sir."

As she spoke, he kissed down her neck and at her utterance of the word sir, he bit down gently. This caused her to mewl out and grip his shoulders tightly. She threw her head back, reveling in the touch she had craved so deeply all day. They were lost in each other's bodies again. Everywhere he touched, goosebumps rose on her body. Her own fingers sent shivers down the Captain's muscular body. It was as if earlier's escapade hadn't been enough for them. If they were completely honest with themselves, it hadn't. They'd been repressing all these thoughts and emotions for weeks. For Mila, it had been years. They would enjoy as much as they could of each other.

Mila pulled his lips back up from her neck to hers and pressed a passionate kiss against them. Her body thrust itself against his, craving more and more of his touch. His hands obliged her and ran down her waist over her buttocks to squeeze her thighs and back up her back. His touch was still needy, but this time he took his time caressing her body. It was as if he was mapping out every inch of her with his fingertips. His lips massaged hers hungrily, his tongue poked out and licked her bottom lip. Mila gasped, and as she did he took the chance to explore her mouth with his tongue.

They kissed each other deeply for quite some time, barely breaking for breath. When they would pull away to catch their breath, a clear strand of saliva connected their lips and their panting would fill the room.

"Do you want me to show you just how perverted I can be?" His voice was barely more than a whisper, making more goosebumps appear on her body.

Mila took his hands off her waist and took a step back, her cheeks flushing, "I, er..."

Levi began to unbutton his shirt, taking a step towards her. Every step he took forward, she took a step back. Soon enough, the back of her knees were pressed against her bed and she was stuck. Levi's shirt was fully unbuttoned, showing off his muscular body. She was mesmerized by his form and she took a moment to fully appreciate it. Her hands moved on their own and she ran her fingertips from the waistband of his pants up to his abs and then to his chest. Her touch elicited a sigh from him and he grabbed her wrists in response. He led her hands up and down his body, finally having them land on the button to his pants.

Mila looked into his eyes, biting her lower lip and deciding to take the plunge. She expertly unbuttoned his pants and dipped her fingers into his underwear teasingly. Levi's breath hitched in his chest and he leaned forward to kiss Mila again. He plunged his own fingers in the waistband of her sleep shorts, finding that she had no underwear on. He smirked against her lips and pressed his hips against her, making sure she felt every inch of his erection. How was it possible that he still wanted her so much even after today's escapades?

He pulled her shorts down and ripped her shirt off her body, leaving her naked. The fact that she hadn't been wearing any underwear made him harder. She'd been as excited about their "festivities" as he was. She pulled off his shirt and began to pull down his pants before he pushed her hands away and threw her on the bed.

"What are you doing?" Her voice was breathy and slightly shaky.

The sight of Mila naked on the bed with her legs slightly open made his member twitch in his pants, "Inspection."

Mila's eyes widened, but it was too late. He had a strong grip on her legs no matter how hard she kicked she couldn't get free. His fingertips traveled from her ankles to her thighs and he pressed kisses into them. He gently forced her legs open and smirked at the sight of her wet core.

"C-Captain...this is embarrassing." Mila stammered out as he looked at her.

There was nothing she could do except look on. Besides, the thought of him wanting to explore her body turned her own way more than she thought it would. She propped herself up on her elbows and watched the man she loved looking at her most intimate parts.

He kissed her inner thigh, still smirking, "Shut up, Brandt. Stop pretending to be a prude. You and I both know you're experienced."

Mila blushed and looked away, "Not in this."

Levi stopped what he was doing and looked up at her, "I thought-"

"My pleasure was never really a priority," Mila's voice was small and distant, she couldn't look at him, "Sorry to disappoint."

He crawled up from his perch and leaned in to kiss her. His energy had shifted from a lustful intensity to a gentle passion. Levi's kiss was sweet and soft, his calloused hands roaming her chest. He wanted to take his time with her and fully show her what sex should be like. He carefully tweaked a nipple with one hand and the other slowly made its way down to her thighs. The action caused Mila's breath to hitch in her chest and kiss him harder.

"Open your legs," he whispered against her lips.

Mila obliged unclenching her thighs and spreading her legs so he could see her. Again, she felt exposed but his hands were reassuring and she was curious to see what he would do. Levi lowered himself to her breasts and carefully ran his tongue over the hardened peaks, his fingers teasingly caressing her inner thighs. Mila threw her head back and sighed as he continued to suck on her nipples, feeling his fingers inch closer and closer to her slick core.

His head moved further down her body, licking and sucking at her exposed flesh. She tangled her fingers in his black hair and enjoyed every sensation he gave her. His fingers teased the entrance to her center, carefully running over each fold and then barely brushing her clit. He made stars dance in her vision and shivers ran from the top of her head to her toes. He nipped at her hips and her mound. She noticed his touch was getting slightly rougher but it didn't phase her, in fact, she began to enjoy it. She knew by his reaction from earlier that he wouldn't do anything to make her feel unsafe.

His fingers brushed her clit once more before his tongue joined his hands at her core. Mila shot up and perched on her elbows to look at him, the sensation was new but not unwelcome. Levi smirked into her core and gave her a long lick from the bottom to her slowly swelling clit. Mila moaned loudly, and he did it again just to hear her make that sound. The stir he elicited in her made her forget about potential ears that could be listening at the door or in the hall. She didn't care anymore, she just wanted to keep feeling like this.

"Put your legs over my shoulders," he said into her, licking her aching center, "It'll feel better."

Mila did what she was told. As she did, she felt his tongue enter her, lapping at every part of her. Her back arched and she gripped her breasts, lewdly playing with her nipples as he continued to tongue-fuck her.

"Ah, Levi," she moaned out between heavy breaths, "Don't stop."

She couldn't see it but he smirked again and moved his thumb to circle her clit as his tongue continued to lap at her insides.

Mila hissed and gripped her nipples harder, feeling her climax build. God he felt so good, she couldn't keep it together. Her breathy cries of ecstasy filled the room and excited Levi more than before. He knew she was close and she rubbed her clit harder.

"Levi!" She cried out as she came all over his mouth, she ground her core into his lips in an effort to ride out her orgasm.

He let her grind and continued to circle her clit, tasting every drop of love juice she secreted. She tasted too good, it made him incredibly hard.

Finally, Mila relaxed and her bottom dropped back onto the bed and her breath began to settle. Levi surfaced and licked his lips, still reveling in her taste. He gazed her lithe body, watching her breasts rise and fall. His eyes traveled from her breasts to her face, a blissful expression upon it. He'd never seen her so unguarded.

"That was amazing," she whispered, "It's never felt like that."

Levi smirked once again and removed his clothing, tossing it onto the floor haphazardly. He didn't care about the mess, he just wanted to be inside of her.

"Did I pass inspection Captain?" Mila's voice was teasing, her eyes were closed.

"Almost," he said positioning himself between her legs, "One more benchmark needs to be met."

Mila's eyes finally opened and she saw the beautiful man above her, caging her in his arms again. She could see every scar, every muscle on his chest, his clear gray eyes. His scent was overwhelming her senses. Warmth emanated from his body. She could feel his engorged member pressed up against her inner thigh.

"Wait," Mila's voice was small as the Captain pressed butterfly kisses on her neck, "I wanted to reciprocate."

Levi pushed a strand of red hair out of her eyes and kissed her lips, "Next time."

She could taste herself on his lips and tongue, it was intoxicating, This was going to happen again?

Her thoughts were interrupted by his hips pressing against hers and entering her in a smooth movement. She felt whole again as if a missing piece had been returned to its rightful place. She sighed and closed her eyes, digging her fingernails into his shoulders.

"Mi-Mila...ah," Levi groaned out as she did so, the feeling of her nails heightening his pleasure, "You're too tight."

It was Mila's turn to smirk and she clenched her kegles, making herself tighter. She heard him groan again and his head buried itself in the crook of her neck. She could feel his pants against her skin, raising goosebumps in their wake.

"You're already close?" She teased, clenching around him again, "I suppose that means I've passed inspection then."

Levi pulled himself out, his head still buried in her neck. "Shut up Brandt," he managed to get out, "Don't forget yourself."

An evil light entered Mila's green eyes. She carefully wrapped her legs around his waist and put her arms around his neck. Using her weight, she flipped them around so that she was on top.

Levi's eyes were wide as he stared up at the red-haired vixen, "What are you doing?"

Mila lowered herself onto his member and sighed as he filled her again, "Making sure that I hit those benchmarks."

Levi's eyes narrowed and he tried to flip them, but Mila had the upper hand and clenched around him again. This caused him to hiss and his hips bucked up without his permission.

"You're gonna get it, Brandt." His voice dripped with sex-appeal and lust.

Without another word, Mila began her slow torture. Moving up and down his member while clenching around him as hard as she could. Every thrust onto him sent bolts of electricity through her body, she'd always wanted to try this position. Levi's eyes were screwed shut and his hands were tangled in her sheets. It seemed like he was trying not to come undone. Every time she dropped onto him felt like ecstasy, but it wasn't enough friction for him to reach the edge. She was driving him absolutely mad.

She made a twisting motion with her hips and his eyes snapped open. He gripped her waist and held her down tightly so she would stop.

"Too much for you, Captain?" Mila's voice had a taunt to it, she ground her hips against him again.

He grit his teeth and held her tighter, "Shut up, Brandt."

"Say my name," she leaned down and whispered in his ear, griding her hips slowly, "Say it and I'll let you cum."

Mila had made a fatal mistake, by leaning down she lost an optimal position. Levi was able to flip them back easily and now he was on top, his gray eyes were stormy.

"I'll have to punish you now, Brandt." His voice was low and gravelly, like a growl.

Before she could speak or kick up a fuss, he flipped her around on her hands and knees and slammed into her. He pulled out slowly and slammed into her hard again. He did this over and over until he felt the fight leave her. Mila's toes were curled and her eyes were rolled to the back of her head as he continued to fuck her slowly. She felt like she was losing her mind. Her body wasn't her own in a new way. She'd never felt like this before. Even though he was rough and passionate, he wasn't angry and harsh. She was falling under his spell even more.

"C-close," she moaned out, her eyes still rolled to the back of her head, "So c-close."

"Not yet," he said with a smirk, still going at his slow pace.

He was glad to be back in a position of power. Not that he didn't enjoy being taken advantage of by her. Her hips could kill a man. It was just the fact that he wanted to enjoy her body on his terms. He'd been thinking about what he would do to her all day. It seemed like she was enjoying it just as much as he was.

He leaned forward to place a kiss on the back of her neck, "Beg me to let you cum."

Mila shook her head, trying to force her body against his to create more friction.

He pinned her body down with his own, licked the shell of her ear and whispered, "Beg."

Mila's body shuddered as he continued to thrust into her, this position allowing him to reach new depths.

"Please, Captain…" she mewled, "Please let me cum, sir."

He bit the back of her neck and began to pump a little faster, "Say my name."

"Levi, please!" she begged, he could hear the tears in her voice.

He pulled her up onto her hands and knees again and spread her out further.

"Trust me," he said in a gentle voice before grabbing her arms and pulling them back.

She was held up by his sheer strength as he plowed into her fast and hard. The sound of his hips against her ass and their harsh breaths filled the room. Her head was thrown back and her back was arched as he plunged deeper and deeper into her. She felt like she was breaking in half.

"Cum for me, Mila," he said in her ear, the feeling sending shivers down her spine.

"Levi!" she cried out as she came all over him, her pussy clenching around his member.

The feeling sent him over the edge as well, and they both collapsed on Mila's now messy and slightly damp bed. He was careful enough not to crush her, but he was still inside her.

"H-how are you still hard?" She asked. He could feel her shaking underneath him.

Levi barely had the strength to shrug and he pulled out of her and rolled onto his back. He looked down at his member and saw that it was, in fact, still hard. His core and shoulders were sore but he didn't feel fully satisfied. The thought was crazy to him. They'd just finished and he was still raring to go?

Mila was still on her stomach, she could feel his seed trickling out of her. The feeling was incredible and she thought it strange she still wanted more. She turned on her side to face him, feeling that her body was slightly sore.

"Did I pass inspection?" she asked, she was still trying to catch her breath.

Levi smirked in response, "I think another test run is in order."