Ch.13 The Good Ones
WARNINGS: SMUT, GRAPHIC DEPICTION OF CHARACTER DEATH, EXPLICIT LANGUAGE
Rhea gasps as Levi grinds her clothed sex against his and struggles to regain her breath.
"What are you doing to me?"
Levi wraps his fingers into her curls and tugs her head back, exposing her pale slender neck. He presses his lips to her pulse point, grazing lightly with his teeth. She can feel his smirk, and his warm breath against her sensitive flesh as he murmurs.
"I'm not doing anything, yet."
He snakes his other hand in between her legs and easily locates her clit, rubbing his fingers against it through the loose fabric of her pants. Rhea shudders and moans softly, instinctively rocking her hips against his fingers. Levi chuckles as he moves up to the shell of his ear, leaving a trail of biting kisses in his wake.
"But I'm going to. I'm going to do everything to you."
He rubs her again, and his sultry whisper sends another tremor through her. Wetness begins to pool between her thighs, and she doesn't hold back her pleasured sighs as she rocks against his fingers. Levi's hands move to her hips. He lifts her off his lap and rises out of the chair, setting her on the edge of his desk. He places himself between her legs and reaches for the buttons of her borrowed shirt, deftly undoing them pulling the fabric from her shoulders. His eyes are dark with lust as he pauses to gaze at her bare breasts.
"Hmm, I changed my mind. I like you wearing my clothes. I enjoy taking them off of you."
Rhea's cheeks burn and her heart pounds in her chest. His nimble fingers pop open the button of her trousers, and Rhea lifts her hips as he pulls them down and lets them pool on the floor. She tries to close her legs, feeling suddenly self-conscious, but Levi is firmly in the way. Her blush darkens as she turns her head away from his hungry stare.
"Fucking beautiful."
Levi traces a slow line, from her collar bone to her dripping core. His touch is agonizingly soft, teasing, as he brushes one pert nipple, then the folds of her pussy, before pulling his hand away completely. Rhea's eyes flash and she growls, wrapping her legs tightly around his back and gripping his shoulders. Levi simply smirks and laughs, his voice a deep seductive timbre.
"Oh, you don't want me to tease you? What do you want then?"
Embarrassment overcomes her lust for a moment. The thought of saying it out loud makes the blush spread from her cheeks to her neck, and her racing heart skips a beat. But her body is burning. Levi leans in, teeth nipping at the shell of her ear again, and he grazes her folds lightly.
"Tell me what you want."
Rhea gasps in frustration.
"Ah! Touch me, please Levi."
He shakes his head as he kisses her neck, fingers moving away from her cunt to trail over her inner thighs.
"I am touching you, Rhea."
Rhea whimpers and shakes her head furiously.
"Not like this, dammit. You know what I want."
Levi stops touching her completely, and she wants to cry.
"Say it."
She meets Levi's lust filled gaze, and her inhibitions fade away.
"I want your fingers inside me. I-I want you to make me cum."
Levi grips the back of neck and pulls her lips to his in a passionate kiss. He presses his fingers against her clit and rubs in slow back and forth motions. Rhea throws her head back with a sigh, and Levi moves his lips to her neck again, finding her sweet spot and sucking hard, then moves down to her breasts. He repeats his ministrations on her left nipple, then the right. He presses harder against her sensitive bud and increases his tempo, and Rhea steadies her trembling by gripping his shoulders tighter. Levi hisses quietly as her sharp nails dig into his flesh, and he bites her nipple harshly in retaliation.
"Ah! Levi!"
Levi releases her breast with a pop and smiles up at her. His silky black locks frame his face, and the smile only makes his perfect features even more beautiful. He removes his hand from her throbbing clit, but she doesn't have time to lament the loss as he pushes two fingers into her tight, wet sex. Her virgin walls clamp tightly around the digits, and she bucks against him with a wanton gasp, forcing his fingers further inside her.
Levi chuckles and places his other hand on her hip to steady her, pulls his fingers out, curls them upwards, and thrusts them into her again. He brushes something inside her that makes her see stars, and she presses her face into the crook of his neck to muffle her pleasured gasps. Levi thrusts his fingers into her at a rapid pace, hitting the same spot each time, while his thumb rubs against her swollen nub, and a wonderful sensation begins to build in her core.
"That's right, Rhea. Cum for me. And then I'll make you cum again, all over my dick while I fuck you senseless."
Rhea's orgasm crashes over her in waves, and with it comes the familiar thrum of her power. She sinks her fangs into his neck, hears his pained gasp; but she's too lost to pay it any mind. Eventually the waves of pleasure subside and she pulls away from Levi with hooded eyes. Her post coital bliss vanishes as she looks in horror on Levi's form. His hands are pressed to his crimson stained neck as he attempts to stem the flow of blood. Both shoulders are torn to shreds. The office disappears. They now float through a seemingly endless black void. Levi chokes on his own blood as he opens his mouth to speak.
"Why?"
Rhea shakes her head, collapsing to her knees to her knees and staring in shock at her blood-stained claws.
"No! I didn't…I didn't mean to. Levi!"
She wipes an arm across her mouth, and breaks into sobs when it comes away crimson. She looks down at herself, at the thick sticky dark fluid dripping down her bare chest, then at Levi as he takes a last shuddering breath and falls to the would-be floor.
"No, no, no. This can't be happening! I didn't kill him!"
"Just like you didn't kill us?"
Rhea whips around. Materializing out of the void are countless people. At the front, bodies pale and eyes black as the surrounding void, stand three familiar figures. Riley, her mother, and Levi stare blankly down at her. It was Riley who had spoken, voice distorted and laced with malice.
"Riley? I'm sorry. I tried to save you. You too Momma. I'm so sorry."
Evelyn speaks next, her vicious words driving a stake through Rhea's already broken heart.
"I'm sorry I gave birth to a monster like you."
Fresh tears spill down Rhea's cheeks. She wraps her arms tightly around herself, trying desperately to stop shaking.
"No, this isn't real. Please make it stop. I'm not a monster. I'm not!"
"You are, just like your father."
Rhea stares guiltily at Levi's ghostly form.
"No. Levi…please."
"You're a monster and I never should have trusted you."
Rhea wakes with an anguished wail, tears streaming unchecked down her face. A familiar voice calls her name repeatedly, but it's muffled, as though she were underwater. Finally, the feeling of cool hands on her face breaks through the haze, and she looks up. Levi is there, hair dripping water on her cheeks as he stares down at her, and completely unharmed.
"You were dreaming. Whatever it was, it wasn't real."
"Just a dream, not…not real."
"That's right. What happened? You looked like you were enjoying yourself, until you started screaming."
Levi moves one hand from her cheek into her wild curls. The image of his bloody, torn body flashes through her mind. She tears away from his hold and scrambles off the opposite side of the bed.
"Don't touch me!"
Levi's lips turn down slightly as he walks around the edge of the bed.
"Was it me? Did I…hurt you?"
"No, of course not."
Rhea continues to retreat, flinching when her bare back meets the cool wood of the bathroom door. Levi follows, stopping just a foot from her. He stands in only a towel. Water droplets still fall from the jet-black locks that fall over his forehead. Rhea stares, transfixed, as the drops travel down his Adonis like chest and abs, then disappear beneath the towel resting tantalizingly low on his hips. Her first instinct is to lick the trail off him. Rhea instantly scolds herself for wanting such a thing. She needs to get away. As if hearing her thoughts, Levi closes the distance, placing one hand on the door next to her head. The other grips her chin firmly, lifting and holding it in place, forcing her to meet his steady gaze.
"Just tell me what's wrong, brat."
Rhea despises the tremble in her voice as she responds. She has to be strong, to protect him.
"You have to stay away from me. I'll still help you fight the titans, but we can't be close like this."
Levi raises a thin, perfect brow.
"Why?"
"Because it's not safe!"
Rhea reaches behind her, turns the knob, and pushes the door open with her back. She backs into the room, and immediately slams the door. Turning to face the bathroom, she hovers a moment as she speaks once more.
"It's not safe for anyone to be close to me anymore. Just stay away, Levi. It's better this way.
She waits, listening intently for his response. Hearing no words or sign of movement, Rhea sighs and walks dejectedly to the shower. Flipping the tap, she steps under the cold spray and pulls the curtain shut. The freezing water helps to ease her tortured thoughts, and disguises the fresh tears and broken sobs as she grabs a sponge and soap and scrubs furiously at every inch of skin she can reach. She continues scrubbing until her flesh as nearly rubbed raw. If she can wash away the memory of being covered in Levi's blood, then maybe she'll feel at least somewhat better about pushing him away.
"If you really want me to stay away, then why are you in here balling?"
Levi's sudden question filters through the curtain, and she nearly jumps out of her skin. How hadn't she heard him? Was she that distracted, or was he just capable of moving that silently? Rhea stares at his silhouette through the curtain for several moments, then sighs and starts to work some shampoo into thick hair. She muses silently that she now knows where his pine scent comes from.
"Truthfully, I don't want you to stay away. But I won't be responsible for your death."
"You're an idiot."
"Excuse me?"
"Weren't you just telling me yesterday not to feel any guilt, that it was your choice? You really think the same thing doesn't apply to me?"
"It's different."
"How is it any different?"
"Because you're too good! I'm…tainted. There's no sense in feeling guilt or regret if something happens to me. But you're one of the good ones. Like, Petra…like my sister. Even if I don't get you killed, I can't let someone like me…ruin you."
The curtain is ripped aside. Levi tosses away his towel and steps into the shower. Rhea lets out an undignified squeal as he pulls her against him, his grip on her shoulders like a vice. The blue in his stormy eyes is bright, and his usual blank mask completely gone as he stares at her in outright incredulity. He releases her shoulders and takes her face into his impossibly strong hands once more. Rhea doesn't know whether it's the freezing water, or him that causes her sudden trembling.
"Levi…"
"Now it's your turn to listen. You aren't going to ruin me. I'm not like Petra or Riley. I'm not good. I'm not a hero."
"But—"
"Quiet, brat. I'm not done. I have blood on my hands, same as you…I was born in the underground. I was a thug, and not some petty street thief either. I was pretty deep in the underground mob."
"But, you're a scout. You fight for freedom!"
Levi shakes his head with a resigned sigh.
"The only reason I became a scout was because of Erwin. I was offered a contract to kill him, in exchange for citizenship above ground. I accepted, then pretended to get caught by him along with my friends. I had every intention of killing him. I wanted to."
"Then, why didn't you?"
Levi hesitates; the guilt in his expression breaks her heart, speaks to her on a deep level.
"My friends got killed on our first expedition. I only found out after; that Erwin knew why we were there the whole time and it was all a set up. Erwin expected me to keep fighting. I…couldn't let my friend's deaths be for nothing. So here I am."
Rhea stares at Levi in wonder. He wasn't so different from her. He had been through so much.
"Why are you telling me all this?"
"Because I don't want you thinking that I'm some innocent soul that you need to protect from yourself. If you're a monster, then so am I. So, if you don't want to be involved with me, that's fine. But don't push me away in a misguided attempt to protect me, like I'm some pathetic damsel in distress."
Rhea bites her lip, trying to fight back the hope rising in her heart.
"And if I lose control one day, and try to hurt you?"
"I'm not about to just let you, brat. Despite what you obviously think of me, I'm not weak. If that happens, and I seriously doubt it will, just promise me you won't hate me too much if I stab you in the arm with something silver."
Rhea lays her head against his chest as her body shakes with laughter.
"I promise."
"So."
She knows it's a question, knows what he's trying to ask, but the way he says it like a statement makes her smile teasingly at him.
"So?"
He rolls his eyes at her teasing.
"Are you done being an idiot?"
Rhea smiles brightly, still laughing at his crude way of asking.
"For now."
"Good."
Levi's hand wraps around the back of her neck, presses their bodies together and kisses her roughly. Despite the freezing water, she can clearly feel his rather large, semi-hard dick pressing into her thighs. He's the perfect height. If she wrapped her legs around his waist, she's sure he would slide in perfectly, and it makes her wet just thinking about him thrusting into her as he holds her up against the stone wall. Rhea sighs into their kiss, and Levi breaks it to smirk down at her.
"I'm curious. What was I doing to you in your dream? You seemed to be loving it."
Rhea scoffs, but she can't hide the pink dusting her cheeks.
"Who says it was you?"
"You said my name."
Rhea buries her burning face in Levi's neck. His tone is lustful as he continues, paying her back for her earlier teasing.
"Did it have something to do with, perhaps, making you cum all over my fingers?"
A burning desire ignites in her and she cries out, lifting her legs to wrap around him. Levi doesn't falter. He lifts her up and presses her firmly against the wall, hissing in pleasure as his cock slides between her warm thighs. Rhea moans deeply as the folds of her pussy part around him and his shaft brushes against her clit. Walls, he feels so good just rubbing against her. She needs to feel him inside her.
"Fuck me, Levi."
Levi smiles up at her. Her core throbs and wetness coats his dick as he rocks against her.
"I fucking love how eager and wet for me you are, but I'm not going to let your first time be like this."
Rhea grinds her hips down, just as he tilts forward. They both gasp as his swollen head pushes past her folds. Levi holds them there, perfectly still. His hands on her hips prevent her from sliding onto him any further. Rhea growls in frustration.
"What's wrong with like this? Don't tell me you don't want it."
Levi rests his head in the crook of her neck. Even that small movement presses him into her sex a little bit further, so the head is completely engulfed, and she feels his body begin to tremble slightly.
"Fuck, Rhea. Of course, I want to. I'm not a romantic man, but do you really want your first time to be a painful quickie in the shower, right after you've finished having a meltdown? I promise you; shower sex is the worst possible way you could lose your virginity."
He takes two deep, steadying breaths, then lifts her off of him, unwraps her legs, and sets her on the floor. Rhea whimpers as his warmth leaves her, but she knows he is right. Levi brushes his hand under her chin, and she lifts her head to meet his still lustful gaze. His words, so full of promise, send an excited shiver down her spine.
"When I fuck you for the first time, it will be well worth the wait."
"I thought a woman's first time was always painful?"
"Only if it's with an idiot who only wants to get his dick wet."
Rhea laughs as she closes her eyes and presses her lips to Levi's in a chaste kiss.
"Thank you, Levi."
"Tch. Come on, brat. I want to go see Hange before breakfast."
Levi shuts off the water and steps out, re-wrapping his towel and tossing one to her. She smiles as she smiles him into the bedroom and they get ready for the day. Levi is wrong about one thing at least. He is definitely one of the good ones, despite his less than perfect past. And that gives Rhea a glimmer of hope that maybe, she can be one of the good ones too.