PPOV

Levi was furious.

He had barked at everyone all day, drilling us repeatedly with our 3DM gear. I knew it was because he didn't want more of us to die - our numbers were dwindling - but at this rate he was liable to kill us.

I had been so caught up in my thoughts that I didn't notice Oulo hurtling toward me. He'd missed his mark, putting him on a collision course with me.

Before I could change direction he'd slammed into me, knocking us both to the ground.

My breath completely left my lungs as my back slammed onto the slightly damp grass. The fall hadn't been from too high, but I was seeing spots and a bit nervous to move. Before I could figure out if anything was broken there was a second, then third thud. I heard Eld say something to Levi, to which there was no response, before he was kneeling beside me.

"Are you okay?"

I blinked a few times, trying to force my vision into focus.

"I...yes, Captain." I said, managing to force myself into a sitting position.

When I swayed slightly he placed his hand on my back, steadying me. I glanced at him, and though his hand was soft, his eyes were blazing.

"You should've been paying attention." he snapped, his voice low and dangerous.

"I'm sorry Captain. I didn't see him and -"

"That's exactly my point." he hissed, "You didn't see him because you weren't paying attention. Letting that mind of yours wander. You don't have that luxury here."

I looked down at my hands, unsure of what, if anything, to say. It was rare that Levi's wrath was aimed at me.

"Look at me." he barked.

I snapped my eyes up to his, caught off guard by the genuine concern I saw there.

"We cannot lose more people, Ral. I need you to stay alive."

I nodded, eyes falling back to my lap as I said, "I'm sorry, sir. I'll be more careful."

I looked over at Oulo who seemed to be waiting for the all-clear to come over to us. Levi must have seen him as well, because with a slight eye roll he waved him over.

"I'm so sorry, Petra." said Oulo, kneeling down on my opposite side. "Are you hurt?"

I shook my head, "No, I'm fine. It's no big deal, really."

Before Oulo could respond, Levi was talking.

"What the fuck were you doing, cadet? You could've seriously injured both of you."

If I'd thought I'd faced Levi's wrath earlier, I'd been wrong. This was his wrath. His eyes were piercing, glaring at Oulo as though he wanted to strangle him.

"I'm sorry, Captain." he said, back immediately straightening as he spoke to our superior, "I aimed my hook too low and it swung me off course...it's no excuse."

Levi didn't look any less livid, in fact it seemed as though the vein in his forehead was liable to explode any second.

"Twenty laps. Now. And then I want you in my office in the morning."

Oulo nodded, standing quickly as not to infuriate Levi further, and began the first of his laps. He was sure to be out at least an hour and a half longer than we were.

Well, unless Levi decided to punish everyone for our fuck up.

"Can you stand?"

I glanced at him for a moment, overwhelmed by the look in his eyes before I focused on my own body. I cracked my neck, stretched my back, wiggled my arms and legs.

"Yeah, I can stand."

With a bit of his help I managed to stand, rolling my shoulders to alleviate some of the pain in my back. There was no way that wasn't going to bruise, but at least it didn't feel like anything was broken.

"I want you to go to the infirmary and get checked out. Then I want you to meet me in my office."

"Really, sir, I'm fine. I -"

"It wasn't an option, Ral." he said, voice taking on that authoritative tone that had my thighs clenching and my thoughts going to very inappropriate places.

He'd flirted with me on multiple occasions since our little tryst in the kitchen and his bedroom, but he hadn't attempted to sleep with me again. I wasn't really sure what it meant - did he not enjoy himself? Was I too boring? Was he just trying not to hurt my feelings by casually flirting with me?

I had no idea. By the way he was looking at me, I knew I was dismissed, so I quickly turned on my heel and headed to the infirmary.

LPOV

I could kill Oulo.

Hell, if I wasn't the squad leader I probably would have. How could that stupid fucker smash his stupid body into her? He was supposed to be paying attention - I mean how many fucking times did I have to tell them to watch where their fucking hooks go?

My blood was boiling. I would not continue losing people. Watching Oulo slam into her, and then how hard she hit the ground, had my stomach in knots and my fists clenching to pay Oulo a visit.

But I couldn't. Petra was supposed to meet me here, and I knew from how she'd walked that there was nothing wrong with her. I just needed some time to cool off - not that it was woking at all.

I was the same, if not more, pissed with her. She was an excellent cadet, and she needed to act like it. Everyone on the team relied on her, and if anything happened to her...fuck I didn't even want to think about that.

We'd received ten new cadets over the past three weeks, and one of them was already dead. He'd been fairly young. Blonde...maybe brunette. I didn't even remember his name.

Before my mind could spiral further out, there was a knock on my door. I took a seat at my desk before allowing her entrance with a simple, "Come in."

Not a moment later, she was pushing open the door, shutting it behind her. Before she could come further into the room I stopped her, "Lock the door."

Her eyes widened, her cheeks just slightly pink as she turned to do what I'd asked. After she had I motioned for her to take a seat in the chair on the opposite side of the desk. Again, she did as I asked.

Like a good little cadet.

She had her eyes focused on the papers scattered across my desk, her hair tumbling forward to cover part of her face. That just wouldn't do. I was pent up and raging. I wanted her - no, needed her. Her body, her touch, her lips...yet and still...

I was so fucking angry.

"Give me one reason why I shouldn't put you over my knee right now, Ral."

On cue, her cheeks blushed beautifully, and I couldn't help but wonder whether her other cheeks would look rosy with some attention.

"I-I wasn't the one who ran into him?" The way she stuttered it was cute, her eyes wide as she spoke it more like a question than an answer.

"True." I mused, "Though you're reflexes should've been better than that, and you know it. You weren't paying attention."

"You're right." she said, nodding her head, "I was thinking about other things."

I raised an eyebrow, "That doesn't sound very good for your case."

"My case?"

"You're on trial. The punishment, if I deem it appropriate, is me pulling down those tight pants, just enough to expose that delicious ass of yours, putting you over my knee, and spanking you until you're panting. Then I'm going to use my mouth on you, multiple times I'm sure, before you're begging me to stop. And then I'll fuck you right into that desk."

Her cheeks flamed, but a small smile slid onto her face as she looked up at me.

Good.

"I...don't know what to say to that, Captain." she murmured, her eyes bright in the slightly dim glow of my office.

"Stop calling me Captain, Ral. We're alone." I said, rolling my eyes as I leaned back in my chair, pushing it a bit further away from the desk.

"Okay, Levi." she said softly, watching me carefully.

"Come here."

She opened her mouth once, shutting it almost immediately before making her way to stand in the space I'd made between myself and the desk.

She looked down at me, a question in her eyes.

I didn't answer it.

Instead I raised my hands to her waist, softly trailing my fingertips under the hem of her shirt, lightly stroking the skin there. I smirked at her sharp intake of breath, and couldn't stop myself from leaning forward to place a kiss to the smooth skin...a few kisses.

She was lovely.

I continued placing light kisses to the skin of her stomach that I could reach, before I noticed her hand move to tangle in my hair. I sat back up, catching her wrist in my hand.

"No touching, Ral. Don't forget what I said."

Though I was sure whether or not she did what I said, I would eventually be tying this vixen up.

Petra immediately dropped her hand back to her side, fidgeting as I brought my hands back to her pants. I unbuttoned them and slid down the zipper, before pulling them down to mid thigh. I was sure her cheeks couldn't have been any redder, but she didn't stop me.

In one fluid movement I rotated my chair to the side slightly, tugging her forward hard enough that she landed on my lap. I pushed my hand on her back between her shoulder blades, forcing her upper body down and her legs up, making her unbalanced.

"Levi!" she gasped, placing her hands on the ground to keep some of her balance. As if I would've let her fall.

I kept one hand on her back to make sure she wouldn't fall, while lifting the other one to place a firm smack to her tight ass.

She choked out a gasp, but nothing more, so I did it again, watching as my red handprint formed on her ivory skin.

On the fifth one she finally released a moan, one hand digging her nails into my calf as she rocked her ass up toward my hand.

Fuck.

"Naughty girl." I murmured, spanking her three more times before sliding my finger down between her folds, finding her drenched.

"You're so we for me." I groaned, yanking her up by her hair to crash my lips to hers.

I kissed her hard, her small hinds finding my shoulders to keep her balance, but no - she wasn't close enough.

I moved my hands to her waist, lifting her so she straddled my lap, her pants moving slightly further up her legs at the movement.

"Levi," she murmured, moving from my lips to press kisses and bites down my neck. When she got to my shirt her fingers made quick work of the buttons, pushing the material from my shoulders.

"Take these off." I said, tugging on the offensive pants that were keeping her gorgeous legs from my view, my hands.

She slid from my lap, quickly stripping them. Instead of immediately coming back to me, she went to fold the pants, setting them on the edge of the desk. When she noticed my staring she blushed.

"I know you don't like mess, sir."

My eyes darkened at the title, and I reached out, tugging her back onto my lap.

"How considerate of you, Petra."

PPOV

I couldn't believe I was here. That this was happening again.

But I wanted it. I wanted it so badly.

"I'm always trying to please you Capt - Levi."

His eyes darkened at hearing me say his first name, and he tugged me down harder on his erection. I wanted to grind back against him, but I knew he liked being in charge, and he definitely wouldn't hesitate to tie my hands - of that I was certain.

He tugged my shirt off, not bothering to fold is as he pressed his lips to the tops of my breasts, not hidden by my bra, meanwhile his hands slid from my thighs to my ass, landing another solid spank that made my insides clench.

He was intoxicating.

He slid one hand between us, pushing the small scrap of lace aside to stroke my clit, coating his fingers in the juices that were already dripping.

"Oh god." I murmured, my eyes fluttering shut as I tried not to move my hips. Even though he hadn't said it, I knew this was a challenge. A test.

But god his fingers felt so good.

"Does it feel good, Ral?" he murmured, his free hand sliding to the clasp on my bra, freeing me from the stupid thing before he began sucking and biting at my bare breasts, his teeth grazing over my nipple.

"Yes," I gasped, unable to stop the jerk of my hips as his pace increased. "It feels so...so good."

He smirked, his fingers momentarily leaving my clit, before two of his fingers were suddenly slipping inside me, his thumb resuming its work on my clit.

"Ah-ah-Captain!" I gasped, the title slipping from my lips before I could stop it. It was so odd not calling him Captain, but my mushed almost-orgasm brain hadn't even registered there was another option.

He smirked, apparently content to let it slip as my thighs began to shake atop him.

I dug my nails into his shoulders, earning a groan from him. Without warning he sped up his pace, arching his fingers in a way that had me exploding around his fingers gasping his name.

Levi, Levi, Levi.

He growled, growled, and lifted me by my thighs, setting me on the edge of his desk. He sat back in his chair, rolling it forward so he could push my legs open and fit himself in the space created.

Without a word he dove in, lapping at my dripping center in a way that immediately had me falling back onto the desk, head hitting it with a thud.

I felt his chuckle against my core, and it only heightened the pleasure. His hands pressed my thighs down, and every time I tried to close them he would force them back down with a growl, nipping my clit in retaliation.

"I'm so close, Levi." I moaned, daring to slide my left hand into his hair.

He allowed it, which only made the coil in my stomach that much tighter. It felt as though I were about to combust.

Levi said nothing, instead sucking my clit into his mouth, dragging the flat of his tongue across it repeatedly.

My back arched from the desk, the hand in his hair tightening as the tension in my stomach exploded, and he didn't stop. I squirmed, gasping against him as I tried to push him away, but his arms were wrapped around my legs, effectively keeping me pinned to his relentless tongue.

"Ah-ah-fuck, Levi...please...so intense." I gasped, my legs beginning to shake again.

At my confession he pulled me closer, working his tongue faster as if encouraged by my words.

It was so much.

My breathing was coming in gasps, and I couldn't force more than his name past my lips as I fell over the edge, headfirst into another orgasm.

He slowed down, slowly lapping at my slit, tasting me. He'd noted on more than one occasion how intoxicating he'd found my taste. Of course I'd blushed down to my toes, but I did appreciate the compliment.

"I'm going to fuck the shit out of you, Petra, because you piss me off with your recklessness." he said, standing and letting his pants drop to the floor.

His cock was hard, the tip slightly red, and I couldn't stop myself from sitting up and reaching out to him.

He caught my hand though, pinning it behind my back as he smirked, "No touching. This is still part of your punishment."

As he stepped between my thighs, his cock brushed my heated core, and I couldn't help squirming closer to him. I wanted him.

Levi trailed soft kisses along my neck, trailing his tongue up to my ear to whisper, "Lean back and put your hands over your head. Or I'll take my belt and tie them there."

My eyes widened but I did as he asked, leaning back against his desk, my arms above my head, gripping the edge of the desk.

He took his cock in his hand, slowly rubbing the swollen head over my clit a few times. I bucked my hips up, seeking more contact.

He chuckled, "Eager?"

"Please," I begged, all I wanted was for him to press forward, slowly stretching me, filling me so perfectly.

And finally, finally, finally he was.

LPOV

I couldn't resist any longer, and slowly slid myself into her tight, slick pussy.

Nothing had ever felt this good. Nothing.

"Fuck," I grunted, giving her but a few moments to adjust before I picked up my pace. My hands went to her waist, probably gripping hard enough that she'd have my fingerprints there - I hoped she would. With the same idea in mind, I leaned down, sucking the soft skin of her neck into my mouth long enough that when I released it the skin was already slightly purple.

"Please, please, please." she begged, her hips lifting from my desk to match my thrusts.

I smirked, pushing her hips back down, forcing her to take everything I had to give her. I moved one hand from her waist to her clit, lightly flicking my thumb over the swollen nub. Her reaction was immediate, her back arching as a string of curses flew from her pouty lips.

Continuing my pace, I leaned down, capturing her lips in a rough kiss, nipping her bottom lip before claiming her mouth.

She felt so fucking good.

"Tell me how it feels, Petra."

Her eyes met mine, lust glazed and hooded, as her breasts bounced with every harsh thrust, "So...good."

I smirked, applying a bit more pressure to her clit, and a moment later she was coming undone, her tight cunt gripping my cock as I continued thrusting through her orgasm, drawing it out.

"Levi, oh my god, Levi!" she gasped, her thighs shaking around my waist as she dug her fingernails into the wood of the desk, her back arching beautifully.

I leaned forward, covering her body with my own so I could press a few heated kisses to her neck, pausing by her ear to murmur, "You feel fucking perfect, Ral."

She groaned in response, small spasms still wracking her body as I pulled her off the desk, and sat back down on my chair with her in my lap.

"Ride me." I instructed, reveling in the blush that covered her cheeks.

She moved slowly, but that's not what I wanted. Moving my hands to her hips I began bouncing her up and down faster, watching her face as pleasure started to take over again.

"Levi," she sighed softly, her head falling back as she continued bouncing on my cock, "I'm going to...I...oh god."

Suddenly she was squeezing me again, and fuck it felt so good. I held her hips in place, bracing my feet against the ground so I could repeatedly pound into her.

Her head fell forward onto my shoulder, her nails digging into my chest as I forced her to take wave after wave of pleasure. When I was sure she'd come again, I finally let myself go, pounding my hips against hers in search of my own release.

With Petra clinging to my body the way she was, her perfect pussy squeezing my throbbing cock - I didn't stand a chance.

"Fucking hell." I groaned, pressing my face against her neck as I came, lightly nipping her soft skin.

I could feel her cool breath against my chest, unable to stop myself from trailing my fingers over her back, remembering that she was probably bruised and my fucking her on my desk surely couldn't have felt comfortable.

"Are you alright, Petra?" I murmured, my hand continuing to stroke her back.

She chuckled, "I think I'm more than alright, Levi."

"Your back -"

"Is fine." she said, lifting her head from my chest to look at me, "I assure you, I felt nothing but pleasure."

Her bold words were surprising, but the way my cock twitched inside her let both of us know that I enjoyed it.

I slid my hand to her cheek, tugging her forward to kiss her, softer this time.

"Are you still upset with me, Captain?" she asked softly, looking at me through her thick lashes.

I smirked, bucking my hips up softly, causing her to moan.

"I think I've worked out my frustration, but I'm always up for a round two with you, Petra."

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