Morning everyone!

YAY – thank you everyone for your thoughts last week, I'm glad that somehow, yall found it to be worth the wait and well written out. On my end of the screen, if I'm being perfectly transparent, 2020 is of course a crazy hard year for everyone and I'm afraid I've been working through the in's and outs of depression *long sigh* But it is what it is. Some weeks are better than others, but on the whole we're all still trucking on. Getting new material written up has been a bit of a challenge – some of it due to the afore mentioned reason, but some of it also being due to the fact that the last arc is for putting all the pieces together and by golly it's got to be perfect and I don't want to forget any details or accidentally leaving something hanging. I don't think I'm missing anything, but combing back through all my material JUST to make sure – hahahahaha that's taking a bit of time haha.

Either way, I am making progress, slowly but surely – and we will get there one step at a time.

Thanks guys!

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Levi collapsed beside her, still breathing heavily and feeling nothing but complete contentment as his body slowly recovered from his blissful, amazing, fucking sexy as hell, moment with Petra that had long, long been overdue and yet…not surprisingly, very worth the wait.

From beside him, Petra gave a shaky exhale and turned up onto her side, grabbing a tangled sheet from the mess of bedding and she pulled it loosely around her with an exhausted pull of the fabric. She relaxed herself against him, resting her bare chest against his skin and still panting as their eyes met lazily. At her questioning green orbs that spoke of her equal contentment, Levi gave a tired smirk, and Petra blushed at the handsome, yet somehow fittingly arrogant expression he watched her with in return.

"Well Captain….so tell me, uh…how was that?"

Levi took another breath and looked toward Petra with a thoughtful nod. He looked her over and responded after a moment of consideration, sitting up onto his side and watching her seriously, "Well…it was better than I thought it would be."

Petra blinked at his words. Better than he thought it would be?

The hell was that supposed to mean?

She pulled her head back with a muted gasp, her face one of utter shock and irritation, and she stammered in sudden embarrassment, moving away from him as she turned toward the other end of the bed and scowled, "Levi you…you fucking ass!"

Seeing her sudden irritation, Levi felt his mouth fall open and he watched her in concern, because apparently he had done something wrong? As he began to sit up, Petra was already swatting at him, grabbing even more blankets around herself and pushing him away as she glared at him spitefully.

"What? The fuck did I do? What'd I say?"

His response was a mere huff as Petra continued shuffling away, and as Levi mentally replayed his words, he found himself almost smiling at her dramatic behavior. He rolled his eyes and grabbed her wrist lightly, pulling her back toward him with a low chuckle as the blankets fell back from off around her in a heap, "Petra, trust me - you misunderstand."

When Petra scoffed in disbelief and tried to pull her arm out of his grasp, Levi merely pulled his other arm around her waist, enjoying her sudden feistiness as Petra huffed again and struggled against him defiantly. With a simple shift of his weight, he pulled her wrist back – the one he knew she was favoring after having punched the wall – and Petra made a pained noise and fell back against the bed with a whimper. At once he moved on top of her, pinning her beneath him and watching the way her bare chest heaved as she stared up at him with an embarrassed, irritated pout.

"You sprained your wrist." He stated simply in observation, giving an amused shake of his head, "That's a hell of a temper Petra, but even still, pretty sure I've taught you how to not injure yourself with just a single punch. All that desk work has made you sloppy, hasn't it, Mrs. Ackerman?"

The ginger refused to say anything in a stubborn show of defiance, merely turning her head to one side in attempts to communicate her still present displeasure with him, and Levi smirked, "Pet. It was better than I thought it would be, and that's saying something because my expectations were…" he paused and looked down at her very naked body, giving a single shake of his head in still amazement as he allowed himself a pleased sigh, "Extremely high."

Petra's eyes widened and she blushed at his clarification, continuing to look to the side of the room, but now from perhaps a building sort of shyness, and she carefully responded in a quiet mumble, "Oh. Well…me too, Levi. That was amazing. I'm….really happy, actually. So uh…thank you. Really."

He made a face and almost chuckled, "Wait, you're thanking me?"

Petra bit her lower lip and looked back toward him hesitantly, still not used to being completely naked under her Captain's gaze, and certainly not used to being straddled by a just as naked man, and some part of her was miserably wishing for a blanket or something to cover up with because his intense stare was making her more than a little self-conscious. She gave a weak nod, "Is that bad? You once told me that you didn't want a relationship and that all of this, the intimacy, the being close, just the relationship as a whole, was off limits. If things hadn't changed, if you hadn't allowed them to change…well, there wouldn't have been anything wrong with that honestly so…I'm just happy it went this way instead. Had it not been for the marriage and everything, I don't think I would have ever sought you out on my own and I would have really missed out, Levi." She paused and gave a small shake of her head as the alternative possibilities ran through her mind, and she looked back at him with a tender smile, "I hope you know that getting to be with you like this, after all this time, it means everything to me. Right now I'm just so, so damn happy and…and to clarify, it's not just the orgasm talking, Levi."

He smirked, "Well yeah, but I'm sure it helps."

Petra nodded in instant agreement, "Oh immensely."

Levi gave a slight chuckle at her shameless confirmation, and Petra gave a cheeky smile, "You know Captain, for a guy who's somewhat gotten around, I'm a little surprised that you kept me waiting so long."

Levi gave a crooked smile and quirked an eyebrow in challenge, "Wait, I kept you waiting? You sure it wasn't the other way around?"

Petra gave a shrug – at least, as much of a shrug as she was able to considering the way the Captain was holding her arms so tightly – and responded factually, "Well let's set the record straight here, shall we? I offered on more than one occasion, but I guess you were just too sensitive."

Levi rolled his eyes, and Petra sighed dramatically as she held back a small laugh, "It's okay though; I understand if you were too shy to put out. I am pretty intimidating after all. Yeah I had to wait a while, but it finally paid off."

Levi gave an unconvinced nod at her haughty expression, "Right. And I suppose it all went according to your master plan?"

Petra's eyes met his and she shook her head mirthfully, "Not quite, Captain. Granted we both know I would have never found the nerve anyhow, but ideally…I would have had you strapped and straddled some time ago." She winked at him and Levi snorted, "Yeah you heard me Ackerman, back a month or so at least, if not sooner. I know it wouldn't have worked out, but I'd like to pretend that I would have passed you in the hall, pulled you by the harness right into my room and completely had my way with you. Maybe I'd sneak into your bedroom at night or-"

The Captain nodded skeptically, "And all of this with your cast still on? Really?"

"Woah woah, who's fantasy is this?"

Levi chuckled, "Right, sorry. Go on."

"No, you ruined it." She teased with a fake pout of offense, and her expression sobered as a silence fell between them, "I just…I know things were pretty rough for you this week, and I know my Dad and Timmy were only making it worse and I just…I hope you know that in terms of trust or in terms of being ready to be intimate with you like this; our schedules may not have worked out in the end, but I was ready for this….well, a long time ago. I mean, wow Levi…of course you're like really, really attractive and gods, you're so intense – just like I thought you'd be - but more than that, I just wanted this with you. It's been a long time coming and now that it finally happened, it's very special to me."

Levi couldn't help the pleased, soft smile that came to his lips at her confession and he nodded, "Damn. Sounds like I really did keep you waiting then. My apologies, Pet."

She shivered at the heated look in his eye, the purr to his tone that made her stomach ache with desire, and Levi took a calming breath as he watched Petra wind herself back into the bed in an inviting fashion because apparently she was more than ready for him to take her all over again. Levi leaned down into her, his hand cresting down her stomach and he sighed as he watched Petra arch and wind up into his touch without a moment's hesitation, a pleased hum leaving her lips as his hands traced the dip of her pale hips.

"Don't worry, I'll make up for it. For all of it, I swear. Just…not right now." Regardless his words, Levi allowed himself to indulge in Petra's intentionally presented body for only a moment longer, running a hand down lower, across the smooth plains of her thighs, and he took a ragged breath and sat up, moving off from her as he pulled a blanket toward them and sighed in admitted disappointment, "I'd like to take you right now, while you're still sensitive and flushed where I can really make you feel it, but it's a bad idea. If we start up again now, I would have pulled out for nothing and for the record, I don't want you pregnant - any more than you'd want to go out on leave for some two plus years."

Petra almost froze in place at his words and nodded in horrified agreement, knowing that her career would be placed at a dead halt if she were to have an unexpected pregnancy, and Levi took a breath and continued flatly, "Besides, you're still tired, right? I know you had a late night with your dad, and I'd imagine this didn't really help with keeping those energy levels high either. Here's what I'm thinking - I'm going to go clean up, and after that I'll head into town, grab some condoms, maybe something for your wrist if you want it, and…what, maybe lunch? You hungry? It'll probably be about that time when I get back."

Petra nodded simply, and Levi stood up from the bed, collecting his clothes and dressing himself as he spoke matter of factly, "Okay, we'll plan on that then. I'll head out and probably be back in an hour, hour and a half at best. How about you try and take a nap because I'd like to train with you a bit more and you need to be well rested in order for that to happen. When I get back from town, we'll eat, we'll fuck, and then we'll train. Sound good?"

Petra had heard his words, but she could only blink at how…direct he was, and she couldn't help the bewildered stare she suddenly watched him with because it wasn't that she was offended per say, it was just…he was so to the point that it legitimately took her by surprise. No word play, no subtle teasing or setting the mood, just the blatant statement that they were apparently going to 'fuck' when he got back from town, as though it were a predetermined thing.

She supposed she shouldn't be surprised, and yet…

Seeing her odd stare, Levi shook his head and he fixed his hair with a sweep of his hand, "Right. Sorry, sorry. Look, I get it - town first, then fucking, then eating. Not really sure why I said it that way the first time. Better way to work up an appetite, and it'll be something worth waking up to, and then after lunch, we'll be fueled properly for training."

Petra merely nodded because it was obvious he had missed the point completely, and she continued to adjust the blanket around herself in silent wonder, "Uh yeah…glad we're on the same page, I guess. Go ahead and shower off and head into town. As for me, I'll clean up and, I dunno, I probably will try to sleep a little because yeah, honestly I'm pretty tired and you kinda wore me out. It's been an eventful morning so far."

Levi merely smirked, "Yeah."

He had taken a step toward the door, and he paused in step, taking a breath and stealing a single glance toward Petra as she adjusted herself across the bed in exhaustion because like he had pointed out, she was thoroughly drained. He took a small breath and gave a slow, pensive nod, "Petra…it really was good."

He looked out toward the hall and took a moment to pick his words, feeling like he should say something to her because they had finally taken that step and to say he was elated simply didn't do it justice. To be with Petra, knowing that she didn't throw herself around, knowing that her standards were extremely high and that somehow she had truly chosen him through all the chaos and all of the frustration – he was admittedly humbled by her graciousness. He had never once believed that he would ever, ever be so fortunate as to have a woman like her stand by his side and to know that Petra was his, and his alone, well…there really were no words.

Even still, he wanted to try.

He gave her a single serious stare and parted his lips in thought, "I've never been with anyone that mattered before, until now. So thanks. For everything, Petra. You're…you're something special. To me specifically, I mean. You matter. And I want to keep being with you, like this, as…as more than just your Captain but…as your husband. Just so you know. I'm very…uh, happy when I'm with you."

His broken words and unsorted thoughts certainly hadn't been eloquent – certainly not poetry or some grand confession of his feelings – and yet, Petra blushed just the same, a growing and soft smile painting her lips until she somewhat pulled the blanket over her face because her clear elation after hearing her Captain's thoughts was somewhat embarrassing to her.

She stole a single glance toward him and mumbled through the fabric of the blanket she was hiding beneath, "So is that what happiness looks like, on your face?"

Levi could feel a sudden warmth spreading over his chest, the beginnings of a deep and embarrassed blush, and he gave a defeated sort of mumble as he looked into the floor with a single shrug, "Well…I guess so."

"…It looks good on you, Captain."

Levi wasn't sure what to say, feeling the growing heat creep even higher up onto his neck as Petra continued to watch him in clear embarrassment of her own, and eventually the ginger slowly brought the blanket down from her face inch by inch so she could speak more clearly. She gave him a single, shy glance.

"Hey uh, Captain…?

"Hm?

"Your trip into town…uh, just…hurry back? We've got a schedule to keep to, you know, and it'd be a shame if we were late to our next appointment."

Levi could only give a small, awkward smile at the way Petra watched him, at what her words insinuated, and he nodded simply, "Yeah."

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Petra pressed her bangs to the side, looking up from her plate of food and toward Levi with a half-smile, "So Captain, the Outpost is closed and we've got all day. I'm curious, what's on the menu for training today?"

He gave a nod as he looked into his plate of food, making a thoughtful expression as he chewed in silence for a few moments, clearly negating to speak as he took a moment to think her question over. Eventually, he set his fork down and wiped his mouth, looking toward Petra with a serious expression, "Well, I guess you could say that we've got a few options. I want to work that ankle back up of course, and I know we haven't been able to spend a huge amount of dedicated time to it but at the same time…I also wouldn't mind maybe, putting it off for the day."

Petra found herself watching Levi in confusion, and she cocked her head as she spoke, "Putting it off? Why?"

He merely watched her evenly with an impatient stare, "You know why."

She gave a half smile at his grim expression and shrugged, "Oh, I see. Even still, that's really what you want, Captain? I'll admit I'm kinda surprised. You've always been so stringent about setting priorities and-"

He watched her seriously and smirked, his voice light because not surprisingly, he was in a rather good mood. "That's exactly what I'm doing now. Granted, I know that my motives are a little biased at the moment, but still. Your dad gets back what, in two days give or take? I mean, we can be quiet or be a little more mindful about when your Dad is around of course, but either way that's going to be a hurdle because we're leaving in what, a little over a week? After that, we'll be traveling back during the day, so we'll have the nights but nothing more, and then…"

Levi shook his head and frowned remorsefully, "Petra, when we do get back to Headquarters and report for duty, you'll have to train. Your rehabilitation will be a lot more structured, and you know Erwin and Hanji will have a shit ton of work for you to do on top of it, so your days will be long and exhausting. As for me…I can't sidestep my responsibilities, and even if I wanted – fuck, even when I will want you because gods I will – well, that's just the reality of being a Commanding Officer and I can't avoid it, and frankly, I don't want to avoid it. Even when you're so close, just down the hall, I can't have you sacrificing your sleep night after night just for something like this. The rare indulgence I suppose is fine, but anything more than that…it's not worth the risk of either of us getting sloppy or out of practice. As your Captain, you know I can't permit that."

Petra gave a simple nod and Levi sighed, "Granted for something like this, I might always lean on the side that pays off in the here and now, but part of it really is the fact that we won't even have this as an option for very long. In terms of training, I can train you later. I have to as part of my job, but this…having the freedom to learn you and touch you and have you at will like this – to me at least, that takes a higher priority because frankly, times like this will be…rare for us. That's the reality of my position in the military, and with how things have been going, yours too now. If I have time, Maria knows you won't, and then visa versa. I will want you, bad, but sheer lust doesn't justify putting you and the Squad at risk."

Petra gave a wistful smile at her Captain's words, and Levi nodded again toward her with an accepting sigh, "But. You're the one who hasn't been able to train much this week, so I get it if you're still wanting to devote that time to working your strength back up. Even though there's no real rush, I know you're set on participating in the next Expedition, so, it's up to you in that respect and I'll honor your decision if you want to train all day. We can play it by ear, or ditch it altogether, or a mix of the two. It's your call and I'll…try…to respect your wishes if you'd rather train, but as a warning I'll probably grope you more than once and I'm not going to apologize for it."

Petra cocked her head toward Levi and shrugged at his explanation that had perhaps put a bit of a damper on the conversation, because she hadn't been thinking too much about what their newly found sex life might look like when they got back to the military, and when he pointed out the obvious reality that was their demanding occupation, she knew that his words were glumly accurate. Their time together would be infrequent and fleeting; where any time they found for physical intimacy would be a rare and sporadic indulgence.

Petra poked at her food for a few moments; the sound of her fork tapping across the plate resounding across the room as she picked her words, "That's tough. I want to make sure I'm taking this opportunity seriously because, not trying to suck up to you, but having you all to myself in a training setting is also a rare opportunity and I don't want to make light of that. At the same time though, we're on vacation, and so a part of me really wouldn't mind kicking back and enjoying some time with you like this. Advise me I guess, because regardless your claims of being biased, I trust your judgement because the Captain in you won't put my life at risk for something like this. If I need to train, then we'll train. But if you trust in my abilities and your tutelage where we've got the time to spare, then let's put it off for a bit. Tell me, what do you want, Levi?"

"You." He said without even a moment's hesitation, "Just you."

Petra blushed under her Captain's intense stare and she gave a slight grin, "Is that so? In all honesty it wouldn't be so bad if we took some time to ourselves, right? Like you said, this time won't last forever and we can always train back home, and I mean, you did promise you'd train me back up, so if that happens when we get back to the base then - yeah, fuck it. We can train later, okay?"

Levi was already getting up from the table, a focused expression across his face as he watched her with a heated stare, "Gods, such a good answer. And yeah, I'll train you. I will, like I promised, but since you don't mind me putting it off for a bit then-" He was already crouching lower toward where she was seated at the table, running a hand down one of her legs and Petra gave a sudden gasp as Levi kissed her neck.

"Uh Captain, uh, lunch – I'm still eating! I still have to put on that weight again so-"

"It's fine," he whispered softly, his fingers tracing upward as he spoke, "Just keep eating. Don't mind me."

He grabbed the fabric of her shirt and began working to pull it up over her head, and Petra squeaked in growing surprise and protest as his wandering fingertips traced across her skin, "Not possible, Levi."

Regardless her words, she still allowed him to remove her shirt, and Levi was already caressing the fabric of her bra with a rubbing sweep of his hand - admiring the numerous marks he had left on her skin from when he had gotten back from town and spent some intentional time mapping out her body with his touch, where as a result, there were small possessive marks the stood out in contrast from her pale skin. Levi's voice was light as he responded in a hum, "If that's the case, then you'd better hurry up and finish eating because if you're telling me that I've got today – all day - then I'm going to put every second of it to good use."

And so…that's exactly what he had done.

Levi hadn't been shy or subtle about his desire, because he had learned fairly quickly that he didn't need to be. While Petra was undoubtedly reserved and still learning to relax; allow him to touch her as a man and allow herself to become lost to their passion – even still, she was good at telling him what she wanted and what felt good to her. She would follow his lead, which worked out because he didn't mind sharing control with her per say, but in truth he defaulted to a more dominant role as that was where and how he was most comfortable, and Petra didn't seem to mind it in the least. She had allowed herself to be taken by him over and over again, with little to no warning other than him just pulling at her clothes and whispering in her ear exactly what he planned on doing to her this time, and she'd whimper because – another thing he learned – she loved the sound of his voice.

As the hours had gone by and the day had shifted into the night, Levi had made a mental note to himself that it wouldn't be a bad idea for him to stock up on a few things for her when they got back home; a few toys perhaps, a more intentional stock of condoms, and more importantly – lube, and lots of it.

The last one was something that had surprised him at first, because it wasn't so much that he was outrageously sized, it was just that Petra…she was so petite. Even though she would be wet and begging for him to take her, thrashing on the sheets or up against the wall or floor where she'd feverishly chant 'Now' over and over again because her body was as properly prepared as it could be, even still she'd tense and recoil in pain every time he entered her, because her body would somewhat struggle to relax around him. It seemed that regardless her arousal, the fit was tight in a way that was difficult for her to enjoy outright, and they often had to slow down for a few moments so she could catch her breath from the momentary pain.

He had figured at first that some of it was just her body being so out of practice, and at one point he had vaguely wondered if her stupid boyfriend had even had enough sense back in the day to properly break her hymen, where she was still experiencing some lingering pain as a result, but come the evening, after he had taken her so, so many times by that point where no matter how much he focused on the foreplay, no matter how he tried to loosen her up just a bit before hand – each time was the same. He knew then it would take time for her body to adjust, certainly more than a single day, and so perhaps getting a few things to help in the interim really wouldn't be a bad idea to help make her a little more comfortable once he had more resources at his disposal.

But in the meantime, he had been painstakingly careful, making sure that he was watching her expressions and never pounding into her right off the bat, never assuming he could take right over and immediately set the pace between them, because he'd legitimately hurt her and they both knew it.

And yet, the odd pacing hadn't bothered him. Of course, he loved being inside of her – fuck, it was a sensation that he'd never get enough of – but more than that, seeing her as her eyes clouded over and she watched him shyly, seeing her fall back and allow him full access to her body, the way she'd blush as she'd look into his eyes while he touched her as though burning the image into her mind so she'd never forget it – these were deep and intimate moments that he had never experienced with anyone before.

Sure he had fucked, sure he had said dumb shit to his partners in the heat of the moment, but his words were empty and they both knew it. He'd clean up, leave without a single moment of lingering either right then, or the morning after, and he wouldn't pay any of it a second thought because it had meant nothing. So this, seeing Petra writhe against him, seeing her smile at him shyly and hearing her whisper sensually in his ear that she loved his touch and that she loved being his wife; that she loved seeing this side of him because she loved being with him – he could only imagine the expression he must have watched her with and he'd moan and fuck her harder, because Petra's intimate sort of pillow talk was an overwhelming turn on for him. He loved the feeling of pride that swelled in his chest when she told him that she was his, and his alone. He would talk dirty to her, tell her the expressions she made and how long he had thought about having her like this, what he had dreamed about and how he wanted to make her pay him back for every second he had been forced to endure these past few weeks because she was such a damned cocktease with her low cut, tight sundresses and high heels. The things she said to him in return as he fucked her, he supposed her words had a similar shock value.

She'd run her nose against his neck and she'd tell him in the quietest voice that she wanted him to let loose because she could handle it; that he made her feel so good and she needed him to hurry up and finish because when he was done, she wanted him to take her again. She said with caressing kisses that she loved seeing him lose himself like this because she wanted him to feel good, that she loved seeing him trust her and loved seeing him take her body because she trusted him to do it right, and then she'd run her nails down his back and grab his ass so he moved in the exact way that she wanted him to. He'd pause and struggle to breathe, look at her in a flurried mix of lust and awe and she'd smile, blush so deeply at his stare and lean up to kiss him with such warmth and tenderness that he wondered if it was possible to outright melt into her.

It had been an entire day of them enjoying their newly found intimacy, and while Levi would merely rest against the bed and catch his breath for a moment or two, Petra more than once had fallen asleep within minutes. It had admittedly been endearing to him; feeling the last trembles of her orgasm, and he'd watch with a sense of pride as she'd fall against him with a pleased shudder. She'd kiss his chest, run her fingers over his legs and tease him so purposefully with her touch, but the energy would leave her within minutes and she'd be out like a light.

Levi didn't mind allowing her her sporadic cat naps in between their sessions - she had had a late night with her father to be sure, and yes, they had been at it all day, but even still…Levi was suspicious that it went far deeper than that. No, her complete exhaustion was more likely a result of the months of intense work she had forced on herself; the new requirements of her role, and the fact that she hadn't allowed herself to slow down for a single moment through any of it. Her entire 'recovery' had been marked not with rest, but rather pressure and deadlines, and it was all catching up with her at once.

As she slept, there was a sudden contentment to her being, a newly found calm and resolve – because her dad wasn't around to talk down to her, they had finally found some common ground and were enjoying their time together as a bonded couple - and Levi was certain that Petra was finally feeling comfortable enough to rest – truly rest, for the first time in months.

He tried to be patient and enjoy holding her, be content with just feeling her bare skin against his own as she slept quietly against him, but after a while he'd get antsy and his hands would start wandering her body of their own accord. He'd be so careful to not wake her up for some time, because he loved teasing her senses, arousing her so purposefully while she was mentally unguarded, and when she finally woke up she'd be barely half awake but already desperate and panting. She'd blink and roll into the bed with a confused moan, her eyes cracking open to see his heated, flushed expression, and she groan and push her hair out of her face as a whimper caused her to bite her lower lip with a desperate sigh.

'Damned fucking asshole' she had called him, more than once, but she was already pulling at him to come closer as her body racked with pangs because Levi was a quick study and he learned very purposefully how to touch her in a way that guaranteed rapid and effective results.

He would call her his Pet, she'd call him her Captain, with that same shy smile that would fucking ruin him, and they'd lose themselves in each other, knowing full well that it wouldn't be long until they started all over again.

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End of Chapter

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That will wrap it up for this week guys – and of course as always, I really like this chapter a lot, for reasons that ironically enough are very difficult for me to put into words. I suppose I like the…pragmatism? of this chapter – perhaps? I think a big temptation of fan fiction is to write out this sort of material and explain how there are no problems and it was perfect and all sorts of things like that when like…*snort* Right. If only.

I like the fact that Levi and Petra are actually TALKING about their sex life now, because THAT dialogue should have been happening some thirty chapters ago, but I like how they are finally starting to put the work in to figure out how that sort of thing will work between them and what works versus what doesn't.

And apologies in advance, but yall…

CHIEFS PLAY ON THURSDAY! So yes, this starts the time of year where you'll prolly get weekly updates about my beautiful bebe's but I can't HELP it. Send my fellas some good vibes, and I'll see yall next week!

~Mid