Mine. He ghosts his lips over her ear as he tenderly whispers. His tongue rolling off words ranging from sweet nothings to dirty talk before he gives her earlobe a teasing lick, eliciting soft delighted giggles from her parted lips.
Mine. He runs his nose along the side of her neck, breathing in her scent and tracing each and every curve. He feels her twitch underneath him in anticipation as he marks the crook with his saliva. He then bites down on the flesh, making sure to imprint himself onto her skin as he earns a blissful yelp.
Mine. He glides his tongue on her chest, making languid licks on his way to one of her plump mounds. He circles the sensitive nub, coating it fully with his drool before he catches the entire peak in his mouth. Her moans and sounds of pleasure fill the room as he sucked… hard… and harder.
"You seem hungrier than usual today." Mikasa remarks, moaning once more as she throws her head back in pleasure at the onslaught of his mouth on her breast.
Oh, he is indeed hungry. Very hungry. Extremely hungry. Greedily hungry.
Ever since they had their firstborn, Liam, Mikasa's attention has been divided. She spends most of the time of day caring for the baby. Given her motherly nature and instincts, she is very much a hands-on and nurturing parent. One cry from their son and she would be dashing full speed toward the crib and leaving whatever she was doing behind. She may or may not have left the stove burning one time because of this instinct.
"You owe me this much." Levi replies, now moving to her other breast to continue his onslaught as he gives it the same treatment as the other.
"Right. Sorry, love." She moans out, her breath hitching at the force he is exerting on the nipple as though he hasn't tasted it before, "But I'm all yours now.." she adds reassuringly.
Of course, she is. And that is all he needs to hear. At this moment in time, he has her all for himself. With her having fully recovered from childbirth and their son being sound asleep in the other room, he'll be damned if he didn't make use and get the most out of the opportunity.
She understands this greed, though. Nine months and six weeks is a long time. And he has been extremely patient with her throughout the process. He has abstained himself from having sex with her while she was pregnant. And though they did some other sexual acts, he always made sure not to go all out in fear of hurting the baby. And now that she is in the clear, she would gladly service him as much as he wanted as a reward.
The wait has been agonizing for Levi. And he has felt nothing short of deprived. But now that their child is here, it ultimately means having to share her with the little one. To the point that it irks him to watch their son breastfeeding from her and he had to wait for his turn, which means the rascal has to be asleep. It was the rule she set back when they had finally brought the baby home.
"The baby always comes first."
"Tch. That little brat."
"Don't call our son a brat."
He suckles that thought and frustration away, making sure to imprint himself again onto her skin. Leaving a mark right there sustains his manly pride, making him feel far more superior over their son when it comes to feeding. Levi can be possessive and childishly stubborn at times, and she'll be amused and just laugh it off.
The stimulation from his tongue and mouth works soon causes milk to leak from her mounds. The man then wastes no time in lapping it all up, seeming like a wild dog as he moves from one breast to another in following the stream of the sweet white liquid. But even directly sucking all the milk out of her isn't enough to satiate the man's hunger. He wants more. He needs more.
Soon after having cleared the leaks and leaving a peck on each nipple, he begins his descent, planting soft wet kisses on her stomach. He makes sure to trace over the lines where her abs once were, as they faded overtime during her pregnancy. And though they are now replaced by stretch marks, he loves it all the same.
The physical and stressful effects of motherhood never diminished even an ounce of her beauty. In fact, it only makes him appreciate her more to see that strong figure having carried and birthed a life they both created. Just when he thought that the Mikasa Ackerman couldn't amaze him any further, this stunning woman just does it all over again.
And so, he takes his sweet precious time to explore every arc and bend of her hips with his mouth, alternating between licks and kisses. He relishes the moment she writhes underneath him in a delightful frenzy. His name comes spilling out her lips in the most ecstatic of gasps, the man knowing exactly where to touch or tease. He is the type of person who saves the best bite for last, after all. And damn right he wants to savor her taste that way.
He lifts his head to gloat over her for a moment, reveling in the sight of her unclad glory. He then scans her figure from the top, smirking victoriously in noticing how she glistened from both the sweat and the wet trails he left on the porcelain surface. And oh, he is proud. Proud to be the only one who can reduce her to such a lovely fucking mess. It is the only kind of mess that the clean freak will ever deliberately excuse. And yes, he plans to make more of that mess.
He runs a calloused hand along her thigh before tugging on the hem of her panties, pulling the fabric down with ease as she instinctively lifts her hips up to help him discard it. The last article of her clothing drops onto the floor as he flings her leg onto his shoulder. He then nuzzles and glides his lips along her inner thigh, leaving light pecks and nibbles on his way. Her legs shudder in rapture as he eagerly marks his path until he dives head on into her slick wet folds, capturing her core in the warmth of his mouth. His tongue darts out to trace her labia in rough yet calculated movements as he sucks ravenously on the delicate flesh, a much-awaited main course for this 'meal'.
"L-Levi… aaah~!" her loud pleasured shriek echoes within the room as her thighs squeeze his head in between and her hands grab onto his hair, pushing him further into her most intimate area as though he can get even closer and deeper than he already is.
Her shuddering intensifies as he proceeds with no mercy, spreading her legs wide, lapping up her essence and sucking every succulent inch of her cunt he possibly could. His mind in a blur, with only the thought of devouring her whole. Every kiss, nibble, lick, and taste only cause the bulge in his boxers to grow and the pain in his groin become more unbearable to ignore.
It isn't long that she soon bursts, her body convulsing at the intensity of her orgasm. He glances up at her again, looking at her intently and not wanting to miss a single reaction from her pleasured face. She blushes madly as he gives her another victorious smirking look, which she responds to with a loving breathless smile. And gods, she is so damn beautiful. Oh, she is everything he ever wanted and more. And the long agonizing wait is all worth it. Despite having seen her in this state for who knows how many times by now, he still feels like the luckiest man alive. And that only made him greedier.
Levi finally pulls down on his boxers, just enough to let his rock-hard member out. One glimpse at it and Mikasa knows it is ready to pound and plow into her with full force, she can almost hear it screaming for her. He grabs onto his thing, guiding it to her entrance. She gladly responds by keeping her thighs widely outspread for him, eagerly awaiting his entry. Nether regions meet with yearning, with hers practically hauling him in. And oh, how he missed this. The way her moistness welcomes him inside, the way her walls deliciously clench around him in excitement, the way he can thrust fully into her without having to worry about-
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNHHH~!"
The loud cry comes echoing from the other room, instantly halting the two from their advances. Liam. Mikasa's motherly instincts immediately kick in as she knows exactly what the cry meant, and she turns to her husband with an apologetic look.
"Sorry, love. I'll make it up to you next time, okay?" she says reassuringly, afterwards giving him a quick peck on his lips.
Before he can even respond, she pushes him aside and jumps off bed. She scurries until she finds her nightgown, quickly throwing it on as she dashes to the baby's room and leaving the man in a fit of daze. It takes a moment, and a twitch from his hardened bundle of nerves to get him back to reality. He heaves up a disappointed sigh before heading to the bathroom, proceeding to just jerk himself off to his wife's image on his mind, as he is already so painfully erect.
A/N:
So this is kind of like a sequel to 90% of my post-war fic, Aftermath (link on my profile). Lol
This is my first attempt at a smut fic and prompt writing so please go easy on me ahaha. I've been wanting more of post-war/post-canon involving married RivaMika interactions again lately due to Spy x Family coming back. And I realize that I adore Levi as a struggling family man, just like Loid xD
Thanks for reading!
~Haven ( bryhaven on Twitter and Tumblr)