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When I grow up I want to be lionhearted.
Year 847- May.
"I'm starting to think Oluo doesn't know what my name is."
Elizabeth exclamation made Petra laugh, while Eld nodded totally agree with the blonde.
The called man put the beer mug down, looking Elizabeth into her eyes without saying a word. Next to him, Gunther nearly spat out his beer, unable to control his laughter due to the blonde's exclamation, making Oluo growl annoyed but deep inside him he wanted to laugh.
"What?"
"Yeah, he never calls me by my name." responded Elizabeth absolutely convinced about what she was saying. She took a sip of her beer without feeling the effects of the alcohol. It wasn't the first time she drank and she was able to handle alcohol pretty well, a single mug of beer wouldn't be enough to get her drunk but she needed that small amount to get courage, a little trick to convince herself that it was the right choice to make.
Oluo slightly smiled behind his mug before putting it down again after emptying it.
"Ehi brat."
"Told you."
Elizabeth just raised her mug in Gunther's direction to point out that she was right, even though, in reality, Oluo was messing with her. It was fun to joke with her, almost natural for anyone. Or rather, for anyone she allowed it to.
"Her name is beautiful, you should use it." added Petra, stopping her laugh in direction of the man who always imitated their captain.
"You can't resist one day without calling me brat."
Elizabeth provoked him, making him, now, completely interested in the conversation.
"Are you kidding me?"
"Prove me wrong."
"Okay little brat. One week from tomorrow. At the end of the seventh day, when I'll win, you'll clean my part of room for an entire week."
Oluo was absolutely sure to win this one, it wasn't that hard and he called her like that just for joke. He had to do it.
"And if I win?"
"What do you want?" asked him, almost concerned, for some seconds, that she could really ask him everything if she had won.
"I'll let you know when I'll win. I have to think about it."
"So it's a deal?" Oluo asked, reaching out his hand to her to seal the deal. She grabs it, giving it a slight shake.
"Yeah."
Levi was in his office. He declined Eld's invitation to spend the evening drinking with the team. It had become something of their tradition every time they came back from an expedition: they would get together and drink a mug of beer each, chatting and relaxing for a couple of hours. Both he and the Commander had refused several times to work, knowing that sooner or later Elizabeth would tire and force them to participate.
He tidied up a few papers, making sure everything was clean and could not disturb him, before grabbing another bundle of papers to fill out and deliver to Erwin. They weren't urgent but he needed to stay away from everyone and, in all honesty, he didn't even like carrying work until the last moment.
He knew his work had come to an end when he heard a small knock on his door.
"Come in."
A small blond head was the first thing that entered his field of vision, but observing her without lifting his head, before she entered completely and closed the door behind her.
"Hi Captain. Are you okay?"
"Liz." he greeted her, observing her fluent walking, so silent yet so devastating for his hormones.
He started calling her Liz, like the others, but only when they were alone, this thing always made Elizabeth smile. "Why wouldn't I be?"
"You're working a lot lately."
She took a seat without waiting his permission. He noticed it an raised an eyebrow, understanding she was not seeing like her captain in that moment, something that made him crazy: she was able to be respectful but also reckless when they weren't on the field.
"I'm not scared by some paperwork." Levi responded knowing she would never allow him to finish his work, so he started to put it all down, giving it up. "Besides it's something I have to do."
"I know. You're the strongest soldier alive."
She flirted a bit, like she was used to. She decided that nothing had to change between them, besides she loves the way he looked at her when he realizes she was flirting. Because she knew he was aware of everything, even he pretended not. "But you should take a break sometimes."
Levi laughed slightly, sort of amused by her sentence. She was the only one brave enough to say something like this to him, and he cared about her enough to not punish her, sometimes.
"Why are you really here?"
"I'm concerned about you. You're working too hard."
"I'm fine."
Levi finally looked into her eyes, seeing she was telling the truth. Beside flirting and joking she really was concerned about him. Despite all, even if he ran away, she still cared about him.
"No, you're not. I know what you're doing and it's not healthy."
Elizabeth looked at her Captain as he got up, walking around the desk to get closer to her, almost like he was called by her. It was an impulse he could not resist.
Elizabeth swallowed, feeling the heat take hold of her body as he, levering his hands on the armrests of the chair, bent towards her, dangerously bringing his face close to hers.
"And what am I doing?"
His voice was deep and husky, completely blinded by her. He could not think straight anymore and he knew she was about to talk about that.
"You work to avoid thinking. I did that too and it was destroying me."
She got to her feet, facing him with all the little courage that alcohol should have given her, and pushing him to straighten up before she lost control.
He felt guilty. She was in pain because of him, even though nothing had happened yet.
"I have nothing to think. I know what I almost did."
"And what? What is the problem?" She felt she could no longer hold back while anger burned her with fire in her eyes.
So damn sexy for him.
She have kept it a secret for two months, pretending that everything was fine, that nothing really happened, but that 'almost' was driving her crazy. She had never liked half-done things, for her it had to be black or white and she preferred to be told that he didn't want her rather than being in the middle of a yes and a no. "You were going to kiss me and I wasn't going to push you away because I fucking like you. But you're too afraid of loosing to even try this thing at all."
Levi could no longer think. The flow of his thoughts cut off the moment he heard her say she liked him. His heart began to beat so hard in his chest that he felt like it was about to explode.
Unable to hold back any longer, he took her face in his hands and kissed her with all the passion he had in his body. Their tongues immediately collided, tasting each other. She tasted faintly of beer but the flavor was so mild that she was decidedly sober. Another reason why he decided not to hold back anymore: he would never take advantage of a drunk woman and he could never believe her if she was.
Elizabeth responded immediately to that contact, reaching over his neck to bring him even closer, making their quivering bodies fit together.
When the oxygen failed and they were forced to break away they were both out panting. She let him rest his forehead against hers, feeling his breath on her skin.
The desire to repeat that gesture was strong, he had no words to describe how much he liked it. For the first time he felt truly loved.
Could a single kiss make him feel this way?
He no longer cared about anything, there was nothing but the two of them. There was no war, no titans or the fact that he was her captain.
He no longer cared about anything except the woman in front of him, holding her firmly to himself as if she could escape for a moment to the other.
"Levi."
At that moment she could have called him Captain and brought him back to reason, but she didn't give a fuck about the captain.
It was not what she wanted, she wanted the man, and that awareness eliminated any possibility of thinking clearly again. For the first time he decided to indulge in happiness and if it was her then anything could go to hell. He would never give it up again.
He didn't care anymore, he didn't want to fight this battle anymore, he wanted to win. And winning was like letting himself go.
He kissed her once more, taking her by the hips to impress her even more against him as her lips carried him more and more towards damnation.
The feeling of that little body pressed against him made him more demanding. Their kisses burned everything they could find: lips, cheek, chin, going down the line of her collarbone and making her gasp a bit when he found a sensitive spot.
That creamy skin was making him go to hell, wanting to taste her more and more.
Every inch of her body was made to make his brain completely fucked.
His hands slipped under her shirt, finally feeling the heat of her naked skin while she pressed herself more against him.
Elizabeth felt more brave than always, starting to try, not without some difficulty, to take off his shirt. The clothes had become superfluous and the temperature extremely hot, but through no fault of the outside weather, they were the ones who were hot.
Levi couldn't take it anymore, he was losing patience.
He wanted to feel her.
After getting rid of his own shirt, Levi lifted Elizabeth from her thighs, which she wrapped around his hips, and carried her to his room, adjacent to the office by a door that he always kept closed.
He let her fall badly on the bed, then felt himself being pulled towards her by one of her hands that had taken him from his trousers. It didn't take long for all of their clothes to reach the floor.
Levi smirked. "Someone's eager."
"You have no idea."
Elizabeth responded searching, and then founding, again his lips and allowing his tongue entrance.
He, then, passed by kissing her neck, enjoying the feeling of her writhing under him.
He started to massage her chest, which was too small for some men, -he heard some talk about her, making him quite angry-, but they felt perfect for him, fitting perfectly his hands.
Her nipples wore when feeling his fingers, making him feel his desire and smirking again against her collarbone.
He kissed and licked every inch of skin he could reach, feeling more and more intoxicated by that smell that had driven him crazy for too long now.
He started to take care of her breast, kissing and touching but trying to force himself to not come down her stomach yet.
He wanted this for too long.
Her voice was reduced to a whisper, her throat completely dry and her body as a hot mess. And he had just started...
"Say my name." he whispered in a voice hoarse with desire.
"Levi."
Levi took off her trousers, letting her luscious legs finally free to be watched. And touched.
He let his hand slid along her right leg, making her shiver and arching her back.
His face was so close to her entrance, yet so distant to do everything, and it was driving her insane. She craved his touch, everything was good for her as long as he did something.
Instead, he was tempting her, letting his fingers lightly touch his skin.
He reached her inner tight, making her release a small gasp. Nearer to where she wanted him but still not touching her.
She decided to reverse the situation and climb on top, making him lie down on the bed with another smirk on his face.
Towering over him, with that languid gaze, Levi was certain that she was a goddess.
His goddess.
She kissed him with an almost exhausting slowness, starting to taste the skin of his chest and the hardness of his muscles, forcing him to squeeze her hips in search of a foothold. Their intimacies were so close she felt all his length, throbbing and aching for the pleasant torture they were lending themselves to.
Elizabeth, just when Levi was about to lose patience and take her at that precise moment, decided to move away just enough to undress them completely, free now to touch and see each other for the first time.
Levi was gorgeous: she had never seen a man so handsome, muscular and, probably, forged by the hands of a god, to be able to explain such beauty.
"You're wet and I even haven't touched you yet."
His deep voice made her even wetter, completely aware that his dirty talk was to make her beg for him. He liked the fact that she was almost unbreakable.
"Your fault."
Elizabeth gasped as his hip bone touched her, letting his length press against her entrance.
"So I have to take care of my responsibilities."
He couldn't wait any longer and, between kisses, he pushed her back onto the mattress again, making their pelvis fit together before entering her with a single push.
The cry of pleasure she let out drove him crazy. He wanted more, he wanted to hear it again and, knowing that he was provoking those verses, it filled him with pride.
He began to push inside her, deeper and deeper, feeling her tremble, moan and writhe beneath his body. Their skins in contact so hot they could have burned someone for how much passion they were putting into it.
She liked it so much and, considering how he moaned on her lips in response, the feeling was shared. Their hips were moving at the same rhythm, rough, demanding, relentlessly and fast until the point of no return.
One last cry of pleasure escaped from her lips, followed by his own orgasm that made them feel angels sing.
They were both panting, still feeling the effects of their orgasm rush in their veins. It was the best feeling ever.
Elizabeth watched him quietly while he moved to lie beside her, with an arm behind his head for support.
His eyes were closed, enjoying the heat her body gave to him, but he felt her sat down and he slowly opened one eye. He was so tired but he had to take care of her too.
He was sure about what she was now thinking, he knew her too damn well.
"Where are you going? Stay."
Levi whispered, closing again his eyes and waiting for her to lay down again, then he smiled pulling her against his chest to warm her.
She was freezing, he felt her shiver, but she was also too stubborn to ask him a blanket, especially while thinking she had to go away after what they had done.
The blonde moved to lie on his chest, hearing his heart beat fueling her ears like a lullaby .
The last thing Elizabeth remembered of that night was that Levi smiled again, giving her a little kiss on her forehead, maybe thinking she was already completely asleep.
And it was a great feeling.