Chapter Five ~ Misunderstandings and Making up

Levi's prov.

I stood outside in the corridor outside Erwin Smith's personal office, keeping watch. Furlan was inside, looking for a document that Lovof needed in order to stay out of the Military Police's hands. He didn't give us any indication as to why he wanted the document or wanted Erwin Smith dead, but from what I could tell it was just to keep him out of prison, or worse, from the noose. My thoughts going back to the first meeting with Lovof...

I stared up at the man nestled in his jewel encrusted carriage. His small squinty eyes regarding us with malice as he stared down at us. His expression nonchalant. You could quite clearly tell he was rich, with the overstuffed gut protruding over the belt of his trousers. His thick meaty hand resting on the handle of the door.

"You got my deposit then?" He said in a deep voice, thick and raspy.

I raised my hand to shield my eyes, this was the first time I had been anywhere near the surface. My eyes still trying to adjust to the bright sunshine as it pelted its onslaughting rays down on us. Furlan and Isabel frowned at the man, their expressions marring their young features.

"Yes but where we come from, it's called kidnapping," I hissed, my voice carrying over my annoyance at the audacity of this man. How dare he request a job with such an offer. Using our disabled friend as leverage to make sure that we accept the job.

"Just think of it as insurance. You don't do the job asked of you and he will die. Along with you," The beefy man threatened, his sparse eyebrows narrowing over his eyes.

I sighed, glancing quickly at Furlan who nodded once. I casted my eyes down to the ground, eyeing my boots as I said, "We're listening." My eyes returning to the man in the carriage as a smile grew on his broad face. A smile that etched itself onto my brain. It wasn't a calm smile but one that held malice and definitely sent an ice cold chill down my spine. This was definitely not a man to cross.

"Very good. If you complete this job then not only will you get more money than you'll know what to do with, but I will also grant you citizenship on the surface," He said slyly, his eyes twinkled in a menacing fashion.

Isabel and Furlan exchanged small whispers as I considered the option. No one would offer this if they couldn't back it up. I groaned inwardly as I stared up a the man, "What's the job?" all the while, the only thought playing through my mind was, What have I got us into...?

From there Lovof proceeded to tell us about how he wanted some documents from the Scouting Regiment, informing us that they would most certainly come for us. That our activities hadn't gone unnoticed and it was only a matter of time. I shuddered at the thought of the man. Although there was no way in hell that I was scared of him, I couldn't get that man's threatening words out of my mind. All the information he provided us with was the documentation that he wanted destroyed, although had strict orders for us not to look at or even read it, and that he wanted Section Commander Erwin Smith out of the picture.

It was proving hard to do our job since they bunked the brat with us, however since the sparring session two weeks ago, she's been nowhere to be found. I was curious as to her whereabouts. Her bed was always made in the mornings and she was never there when we would all go to bed in the evenings. I never heard her come in the room so my only guess was that she was staying somewhere else. Probably with her bastard boyfriend Erwin. I remembered checking if she was in the infirmary but there was no sign of her, and when we turned up for our daily training sessions, Furlan would question Flagon about her. But he would either avoid the subject or get annoyed and ask us to run laps.

...

"Tch... maybe the brat has left then," I had said to the other two. It was the morning after the sparring session and (F/N) was nowhere in sight. I remember her coming this way but there was no evidence of her actually being in here other than the chair being on the floor that night.

Isabel shook her head and went over to the trunk beside (F/N)'s bed, opening it up to reveal her clothes and personal items in. I glanced inside, noticing a small braided bracelet, it had no emblems or pendants. I stooped down and ran my fingers along the brown braided jewellery, my eyes furrowing as I glanced at the small insignificant thing. Surely she knew how ugly this thing looked, so why keep it?

"She wouldn't leave personal affects behind if she had left," Isabel stated, shutting the lid.

"How would you know idiot?" I growled, straightening up and staring at the fiery girl.

Isabel stood up next to me, squaring up to me. She was only a fraction taller than me, but she only ever used her height to intimidate me when she knew she was right. However I never gave her the satisfaction of letting her win. She couldn't even intimidate a damn flower.

"Because, unlike you, I have actually made an effort to be her friend," she hissed, her emerald eyes glinting with anger, "We might be here on a job, but I like her and have always made friends easily. She is a good person and I know she wouldn't leave those things behind if she was to leave. So maybe the reason she isn't here is because you, being an arrogant shithead, embarrassed her by messing with her feelings!"

I didn't say anything. I just sighed loudly and walked away, slamming the door behind me.

...

I wouldn't admit it to anyone, but I do miss her. I miss her witty comments and insults. I miss her laugh and her smile. I even miss her damn poor excuse for cleaning. I don't like her, but she seems nice enough to call a friend. And what I did was wrong, it felt wrong from the moment my lips touched hers. Because in that moment I thought the feelings that had stemmed for her would go away, but no they have been flowering within me since that day. I don't trust people easily, I know that because when Furlan found me and asked me to join him, I spent weeks trying to figure out why I should trust him. And that was years ago, but since the first few days, I felt I could trust her almost instantly.

A shrill whistle which came from Isabel, who was in the next corridor, sounded and broke me out of my thoughts. I brought my hands to my mouth and mimicked the sound in my throat, before pushing myself off the wall and walked in the opposite direction. As I rounded the corner, the familiar blonde Section Commander rounded the corner down the end of the hall. I cursed and darted back around the corner and pressed myself into a small crevice, hoping that the man hadn't seen me.

I could hear his voice, low and murmuring to someone who was behind him. As the tall man passed me, I caught a glimpse of his companion. Her (H/C) hair flickered in the firelight. She had pulled her long wavy mane into a high ponytail, small tendrils escaping to frame her face. Her eyes narrowed and tired looking, even slightly puffy as if she had spent a great deal of time crying. Her features were set into a hard grimace, making her look older. A small shadow of a healing bruise could be seen on her jaw. I could actually make out the shape of my knuckles on her face.

I wanted to step out and confront her about where the hell she had been, but that would then compromise the job. My mind briefly travelling back to the threat that Lovof had given us as we had parted ways. I wouldn't want to bring her into all of this crap. So I waited until I heard her footsteps disappear before I made my escape to the supply room.

The supply room was a massive room at the basement of the HQ building, filled to the brim with boxes of food and other supplies. The air musty and dank, and the area just looked generally dirty and unkempt. By now the Scouts have learnt that I am a very clean person, so naturally Furlan came up with a place that I wouldn't be caught dead in. I was rather nervous to be in such a dirty place as I stepped into the room, my hands twitching with the need to want to clean the place from top to bottom.

Furlan and Isabel were sitting on top of some boxes. Isabel fiddling with the hem of her shirt while Furlan was polishing a blade that he kept with him at all times.

"Levi-bro!" Isabel shouted, leaping down from her seat and threw her arms around my neck.

"Where were you? We were worried that you had got caught," Furlan questioned, his brows furrowing as he stowed the blade down into his boot.

I groaned as I pried myself away from Isabel's death grip, "Will you shut your damn mouth or we will get caught! I had to hide from Erwin and the brat," I explained.

Furlan's eyes narrowed, his mouth twitching into a sneer as his whole demeanour changing into a cold, hard shell. "What is she doing with that bastard?" He asked, his voice pained and angry.

I leant against the wall, crossing my arms and ankles, my back slightly bent as I regarded the love-stuck boy, "How the fuck should I know, idiot? Maybe next time I should compromise everything to find out!" I shot back, my brows furrowing.

Furlan flinched at my harsh tone, his body submitting to my authoritative glare, "I just don't like the thought of her with him. There is something off about that guy."

I sighed a deep sigh, closing my eyes and pinching the bridge of my nose with my fingers. I had to agree with him on that count, "I agree with you, however I am definitely sure that (F/N) can take care of herself."

A tense silence settled between us as we stared at the floor, not a single on of us breaking the deafening silence between us. Isabel was the first to break the silence, her emerald eyes settling on to Furlan as she climbed back up onto the box and sat down, "So did you find anything?"

He shook his head, rubbing his tired blue eyes, "No, there wasn't any form of documentation of Lovof in his office. A few behaviour reports and some training notes but other than that, there was nothing. And I tore that office apart."

"I hope you cleaned up after yourself!" I chastised, shaking my head. My hair stroking my cheeks softly with the gentle movement.

Furlan smirked at me. He didn't need to answer my question as I already knew he would never leave any evidence behind.

Isabel sighed heavily, throwing her hands up in the air, "So where is he hiding the damn things then?"

Furlan and I shrugged, our eyes both on the red head, "Where would you keep something like that?" He asked, staring at her with curious eyes.

She laughed and swung her legs like a child, "Stomach strap. Safest place," She chortled, patting her abdomen.

I deadpanned, my eyes glancing at the female as if she were a complete and utter idiot. It was plausible that Erwin would keep something that important on his person. I sighed and pushed off the wall, glaring at the two in front of me, "Then tomorrow on the expedition, I will go after Erwin," I paused, my mind travelling back to the Underground. I didn't want them to get hurt. Furlan and Isabel are the closest thing I have to a family, and I would protect them fiercely. I couldn't lose them. Not when something like our freedom was solely riding on this one job.

"I will kill Erwin on the mission. But I will do it alone," I stated, watching as their eyes widened, "You just need to come up with an excuse to not participate in the mission." Furlan jumped down from his seat in anger, his face marred in confusion, "No Levi, we do this together!"

My frown deepened as I lowered the tone of my angered voice, "I am not taking you with me," I growled.

Furlan took a step back, his eyes sparkling in the firelight. Isabel seemed to come to the same conclusion as they both whispered in unison, "You don't trust us..."

I turned away from them both, "No I don't. Not out there where you can be eaten by titans. If this was in the Underground then sure, I would let you come with me. But I will not allow you to come when I know there is a high chance that you will get killed." I turned on my heel and pushed past the pair, both of them calling my name, trying to make me see reason. But I refused to listen. I wouldn't let them die.

Reader's prov.

I took a seat in front of Erwin's massive desk, my eyes casually flying around the room as I took in all the details. Nothing had really changed except the fire wasn't roaring in the fireplace. The only form of light was from a few candles at the corner of his desk, throwing a rather ominous look to the room. I knew that this meeting was about how I hadn't been watching over the three carefully enough. But if Erwin was angry with me, he clearly didn't show it. His features calm and cool as he sat down in his winged leather chair, lacing his fingers together as he sat back into the creaking leather.

"Look Sir, I am tired and would like to rest before the expedition tomorrow..." I trailed off when he raised his hand, silencing me.

"I'm not going to scold you, (F/N). Quite the opposite actually," He said, a small triumphant smile forming on his lips, "The information you have provided from the three was sufficient as well as the evidence I had previously compiled. The documents are already on their way to Darius Zackley as we speak."

I stared blankly at the man, "That is fantastic news Sir," I smiled back, although I could feel that it didn't quite reach my eyes. We both beamed at each other as he placed two glasses on the desk from a drawer and filled them with an amber liquid. He pushed the glass across his desk and sat back, taking a small swig out of the glass. His eyes closing euphorically as he savoured the taste. I grasped the glass with shaky hands and took a long pull of the alcohol. The liquid slipped silkily down my throat and warmed my throat as it trailed down to my stomach. It tasted vile but I couldn't bring myself to gag, I just took another sip and placed the glass back down in front of him.

"Even so, you know they will try and kill you," I mused, the thought of one of the three killing the man who's been like a brother to me is a sobering thought. I cringed as I pictured Levi thrusting his blades into Erwin's chest, my whole body shuddering at the image.

"Perhaps," He murmured, his chin now resting on his hand as he twirled the glass in his hands. His eyes fixated on the amber liquid as it sloshed around the sides of the carved crystal.

"So what am I to do? Do I continue with my cover or not?" I questioned, tensing at the thought of being anywhere near the raven haired elf that I had been avoiding for nearly two weeks. He played me, fair enough. But I couldn't forgive him for using my feelings against me. Even though it had been a short amount of time, I've developed feelings for the ravenette and I believe he knows it. So much so that he thought he could use them against me, all to get the upper hand in a damn sparring match.

"Yes, we wouldn't want them getting suspicious. They've already questioned your absence for the past couple of weeks," He said, raising one of his large eyebrows as he glanced at me over his glass, taking a sip, "We could only use the excuse that you were being debriefed for a few days before they started questioning it further."

I winced, remembering the long debriefing of the expedition. The mission is to solely try out a formation plan that Erwin, himself, had come up with. But it was confusing as to why they had to include me into the squad leader's meeting since I wasn't a squad leader. But according to Erwin, Commander Shardis had asked for me personally, explaining that he felt something was definitely going to go down in the mission, and he wanted to make sure that I knew exactly how to deal with the situation if it actually arose. I remembered him pulling me aside on the final debriefing session, asking me to keep a well trained eye on the three criminals as he had a funny feeling about them. To which I agreed without hesitation.

"You know why I was absent. He toyed with me and I don't appreciate it. I never asked you to cover for me," I hissed, a frown forming over my eyes.

"I know you didn't. But I would rather you didn't get found out."

I hummed in response, my eyes flickered to the candle as it burned low in its holder, "Just be careful tomorrow. I have a bad feeling about this."

Erwin smiled gently, tossing back the last of his drink before placing the glass back onto the desk, "Trust your gut. I know I do."

I rose my eyebrows at him, noticing how he didn't answer me. He laughed lightly and held his hands up as if he were surrendering, "And I promise I will be careful."

A small smile spread across my face as I nodded, saluting him and dismissing myself from his office. As I stepped out of the room, I could smell the familiar sent of the ravenette. His clean, lemony sent wafting to me, a smell that intoxicated me. I hoped he wasn't around as I began to walk through the halls and up the barrack stairs to the roof. My new favourite place to clear my head.

The sky was dark and dull, no sign of the twinkling stars or the bright moon. Dark heavy clouds sifted through the sky, the sounds of the night animals scurrying around, loud hoots of owls calling to each other in their late night chorus.

I sat near the tower at the other end of the barracks. The shadow engulfing me in its cool embrace as I stared out at the scenery. The quiet night was broken by the sound of footsteps. I shrunk away behind the tower, pressing my back flush against the cold bricks. As I turned to glance at who had come up the stairs, I heard Furlan and Isabel calling out, charging up the stairs, "Levi, we are not going to budge on this, let us come with you!" They said in unison. Their voices shrill and angry.

I, quietly, peaked around the corner, seeing their forms as they disappeared behind the roof separation. Probably to sit next to Levi. I couldn't see him but I definitely knew he was there, not just because they were speaking to him, but because I could feel him there. He was probably sat there staring up at the sky which I have noticed he seems to do a lot when he cannot sleep. Many times over the past few weeks when I have come up here, I have stopped because he was up here, always grumbling up at the cloudy night sky.

"It's all the same..." he said in his monotone voice.

I held my breath. I know I had eavesdropped on them before, to find out the information that Erwin had so desperately needed, but this time it felt wrong. They weren't taking about the job, or at least it didn't sound like it. It sounded more like they were talking about something more personal. I didn't want to be here. I thought about making a quick getaway but I knew that they would see me and catch me before I'd even made it down the first flight of stairs. My heart crashed against my ribcage, his voice alone was enough to get me flustered. My emotions and feelings that I tried to bury for weeks, resurfacing with full force.

"I thought it would be different, but it all looks the same. It's the same sky as the Underground."

I heard Furlan sigh deeply, they both went out of my view, so I slid down the bricks. Silently listening to them as they talked. Isabel chuckled and Furlan reassured Levi to let them join him tomorrow, whatever that means. After a while I heard them leave. I left it a few more minutes before I deemed it safe to move from my spot. I sat back at the tower, glancing up at the cloudy sky. He was right it was the same, but in many ways it was completely different.

I didn't know if he was still there, but I decided I couldn't hide anymore. I needed to confront him about his actions. I rose from my spot and walked over to where Furlan and Isabel were standing minutes before.

He was there. His head craned up to look up at the dull sky. His arm resting on his knee and the other supporting him. I shuffled my feet, trying to work up some of my courage.

"Can't sleep?" was all I could come up with. My voice sounding hoarse.

His breath hitched as he turned around, his cold eyes glowering at me, instantly making me feel uncomfortable and unwanted.

He sighed and glanced back up at the sky, "Something like that."

I tentatively stepped towards him, hoping that he wouldn't turn me down for company, "Can I sit?" I asked politely.

"Tch... you can do whatever you like. I'm not going to stop you," He grumbled, not taking his cold stare off the foreboding sky. I sat down next to him, drawing my knees up to my chest, encircling my arms around them, and hugging them close to my chest.

"You're wrong you know," I said absentmindedly, not even thinking to engage my brain-to-mouth filter.

"Is that so? And what exactly am I wrong about?" Levi hissed, his voice low and threatening.

I turned my face to look at his. His eyebrows knitted together in arched thin lines, his eyes shadowed by the dim light. I could make out the very faint outlines of the almost healed bruises on around his eye socket and jaw from where I took my anger out on him two weeks prior.

"The sky," I stated, gesturing to the open air, "It's nothing like the Underground. This sky may not look like it, but this one is endless." Levi's breathing caught in his throat as I explained, his eyes never once leaving my form.

"Look for yourself," I told him, noticing the clouds beginning to break up. He glanced up, watching in awe as the sky began to brighten up as the moon made its presence known. Its soft glow casting a beautiful hue on the ground below. The trees shimmered in the distance, the leaves dancing with sparkles as the light hit the small dew droplets. His eyes sparkling like the thousands of twinkling stars that were nestled in the dark sky.

"I bet the Underground couldn't do that even if it tried," I smiled shyly, glancing at the ravenette who was bathed in the moon's halo of light. Levi casted his eyes back to mine, a small genuine smile appearing on his lips. My heart sped up, watching him as the smile spread to his eyes, warming them instantly from their usual cold state.

"No, I suppose not," he said in a gentle voice. He shifted so he sat closer to me, lifting one hand to graze along my cheek. Turning my head gently as his iconic glare returned to his features as he stared at the bruise shadowing my jawline. His warm fingers skated the bruise, leaving my skin sensitive and tingling in their wake.

"I'm sorry about the other week. I shouldn't have kissed you like that..." He said, guilt evident in his voice as he let his hand drop back to his side. His eyes now guarded and expressionless.

I shook my head, my hair falling limply around my shoulders with the movement, "I shouldn't have let myself get distracted. It's fine," I waved it off. I wanted to say so much more, completely bash him around the head with how he made me feel, but the look in his eyes and the guilt in his voice made me stop. I may have not been ready to forgive him a few weeks ago but now, it seems like such a small trivial thing.

Levi sighed, his voice barely a whisper, "Maybe after the mission, I could teach you how to keep your guard up." It sounded like an empty offer. Like he wasn't planning on returning from the mission.

I bit my lip as I tried to order my thoughts, trying to find someway of reassuring him. I sighed, hoping my shitty words would work, "Levi...you will come back. You're the strongest soldier I know. I know nothing is guaranteed out there, but I have a feeling you will return." I placed my hand on his, the electrifying warmth from his skin instantly warming mine as it sent a jolt through my arm. I felt his thumb rub small circles against the palm of my hand.

"I wouldn't be too sure about that," he whispered, "But could you do something for me?"

I frowned at him, lifting his hand to hold it properly. His thumb running over my knuckles as I swallowed past the growing lump in my throat.

"(F/N)?"

My (E/C) orbs met his. His guarded eyes now vulnerable, no longer in their usual cold, stoic form. I nodded, listening. Unable to speak.

"Whatever happens tomorrow, I need you to promise me that you will watch over Furlan and Isabel..."

I recoiled my hand, yanking it from his grasp abruptly. There was no way I would agree to that.

"You're talking as if you're saying goodbye," I whimpered. I had to frown and really concentrate to stop the tears from escaping my eyes.

Levi turned his whole body to face me, his knees bumping my thighs as he did so, "That's not what I meant, idiot."

"What did you mean then?" I sighed an exasperated sigh, hiding my face in my hands. I just hoped my reply didn't sound as harsh as what I thought it did.

The raven haired man ran his hand through his hair, rubbing the back of his neck, deep in thought. "I meant, could you watch out for them. Make sure they don't get into any sort of trouble, please?" He pleaded, his eyes casting down to his brown leather boots.

I ran my fingers over my lips, my forehead creasing as I thought up a response, "I will only promise, if you promise to come back," I stated, placing my hand onto his cheek. He froze at the sudden contact, his eyes wide with fear. Slowly, ever so slowly, he relaxed into my touch as I explored the bruises I had left him. They were healing quicker than mine, already at the fading yellow stage. Clearly my punches weren't as strong as I thought. He leant into my hand, accepting my warm touch against his cool face. His eyes closed and his lips parted slightly, a light blush creeping up behind his ears and dusting lightly on the apples of his cheeks.

Oh how I wanted to kiss those lips, but I shoved that thought into the back of my mind.

"I promise I will try," He whispered, his eyes slowly opening.

"Well then, I guess that is all I can ask. I promise I will watch out for Furlan and Isabel tomorrow."

Levi smiled gently again, carefully lifting my hand off his cheek, to hold it. Inspecting the sore red marks from sparring alone with nothing but Hanje and a punch bag.

"You really put your all into your training," He mused, his face returning to his nonchalant expression, however his eyes remained warm and soft.

I laughed, watching as his features twisted into a mocking glare, "Only way to get better is to work hard and practise. Otherwise what is the point."

He chuckled lightly. I smiled gently back at him, enjoying basking in his seemingly good mood, something I had never seen before, "I guess you're right about that."

I slapped him lightly on the arm, giggling back at him, "Sorry I punched you in the face," touching his right cheek, just under his eye.

"I think you may have punched me more than once," Levi stated, his features deadpanning, "However I accept your apology, even if it was a shitty one."

I gaped at him, trying not to smile, "How was it shitty?"

"Because you are still laughing."

I giggled and turned my face back to the sky, marvelling the bright light of the moon as it cascaded down upon the earth. We were both silent for a while before I spoke, "It's beautiful."

Levi shifted beside me, however I didn't notice that the ravenette was staring at me. His eyes shining as he drank in my features, a small private smile spreading across his full lips, "It sure is."

We spoke for sometime, about little trivial things. We avoided painful subjects like our pasts, such as our childhoods and families. We enquired about childish little things like how I twirl my hair when I am nervous, or why every time he is pissed off or stressed, why the only thing that comes out of his mouth is 'Tch' to which I got a ridiculous answer to. Which happened to be that it's the only sound he could make without sounding like some sort of dying animal, which made me burst out laughing. He however found it not funny at all.

I sighed, standing up and stretching my stiff limbs, "We should go and get some sleep."

Levi stood beside me also stretching, his arms high above his head. I could hear the disks in his back popping as he reached up higher with his hands, "Wouldn't want to be tired tomorrow, now would we brat!"

I smiled impishly, "That wouldn't be a very good idea, shorty," I giggled, seeing his face contort with annoyance. He grabbed me b the arm and flicked me in the head, "You cannot call me that!"

I cocked my head and placed my free hand on my hip, "Oh? and why is that?"

Levi took another step closer to me, his eyebrows furrowed, "Because I am taller than you."

I huffed and pulled my arm out of his grasp, "Yeah by like, an inch," I replied, pinching my fingers together in front of his face. Stifling a giggle as he went cross-eyed trying to focus in on the gap between my fingers.

"You are still short," I laughed, as his face twisted again, this time his eyes amused rather than annoyed. I backed away from him as he stalked closer to me. I held my hands out in front of me in surrender, the look he was giving me was dangerous and send a shiver of fear down my spine. Levi slowly stepped toward me, waiting until my back was flush against the stone wall of the tower. He caged me with his arms, ensuring there would be no way of escape before bringing his head closer to mine. His lustful eyes on my lips as my breathing came out in short gasps. I couldn't take waiting anymore, placing my hands either side of his face and brought his lips crashing down to mine.

His smooth lips caressed mine gently as I melted into the kiss, his strong arms banding around my waist as he dominated me. I ran my hands through his black hair, loving the silky feeling of his locks slipping through my fingers. His undercut feeling soft, not as rough as what I thought it would feel like. His teeth bit down on my lip lightly as I ran my other hand down his broad chest, loosening his cravat so my greedy fingers could explore the thick column of his neck. His spare hand splayed against the wall as he leant his body into mine, his knee in between my thighs, pushing my body further into the wall. His hypnotising lips teased me as he moved from my lips, trailing down my jaw line to my earlobe. I gasped as I felt his teeth nibble lightly on my ear, biting into my flesh. Then he trailed scorching kisses down to my pulse point, sucking on the flesh, occasionally grazing his teeth along my sensitive skin, only to soothe my moans with more gentle sucking. Once he was satisfied, he began to kiss his way back up to my lips. I sealed my swollen lips over his, feeling his velvety skin, feverishly hot against my own.

He traced my lower lip with his teeth, enticing a moan out of me. He opened his eyes, gazing drunkenly into my own, asking for permission. I obliged as he placed his mouth back on mine, opening my mouth and feeling his warm wet muscle slither into my cavern. His tongue dominating my own, sensually licking against my mouth as he memorised the territory. His eyes rolled back into his head as he groaned into my mouth, his fingers teasing through my hair, yanking down on my ponytail, pulling the hairtie out of my hair hand flung it on the ground. I teased his midnight locks, pulling gently on them, rewarded by a growl. Levi gently tugged me away from the wall and pushed me down onto the ground, blanketing my body in his. His heavy, solid body covering mine as he placed his knee between my thighs, rolling it gently against my womanhood. The friction caused me to gasp and bite down harshly on his lower lip as we both toed off our boots. My hands hungrily undoing his buttons and pushing his shirt and jacket off his shoulders. The cool air meeting with his steaming hot skin as he tossed my shirt over my head and unclasped my bra expertly. I moaned into his mouth as he caressed my breasts, teasing the mounds of flesh with his long fingers.

Two can play at that game, I thought as I grabbed his waistband of his trousers and yanked them down so he was only left with his boxers on. I teased him as I skated my hand down through his hair before disappearing into the clothing and teased his growing erection. My hands fluttering around it as he groaned loudly, placing his forehead in the crook of my neck. Levi's expert hands left my breasts and whipped my trousers and underwear off, his mouth reunited back with mine as I continued squeezing his velvety flesh. My other hand banded around his shoulders as his body pressed into mine, his hot skin transferring its warmth to me. He wriggled out of his boxers and lined himself up before gently nudging my thighs apart. His smouldering eyes on me at all times as he slipped inside me. He waited patiently as I adjusted to his sheer size. What he lacks in height was surely made up for in the size department, if you know what I am saying ladies. His mouth continuing to dominate mine as his tongue continued to lick against mine, occasionally grazing my teeth.

"Are you okay?" He asked, he was panting, his chest heaving up and down with the effort. I nodded, unable to speak as he gently eased himself back out and slowly re-entered. Oh it was so sweet, as he continued to slowly ease himself in and out until I got used to the foreign rhythm. I tilted my pelvis as he sped up, meeting his thrusts as he raced towards his climax. I felt my own climax building in my groin as I bucked underneath him. We both groaned loudly as we came around each other. His warm seed spilling into me as I shuddered around him. His body thudded onto my own body, our panting breaths mingling with each other as he kissed my lips sweetly. Then my eyes, followed by my nose and jaw line before making his way back to my lips.

He pulled out slowly and retrieved our clothes, carefully dressing me, tapping my ankles as he shimmied my trousers up my legs and pulled my shirt over my head. A smile on both of our lips as we stared back at each other. He was still shirtless when I heard a gasp from behind him, Levi stiffened as his lips froze against my forehead. I turned to look at the shocked face of Furlan, shit! How long had he been standing there?

Furlan's face shattered, his eyes holding no emotion as he stared at us. His eyes flitted from me to Levi. As soon as his gaze turned on Levi, his jaw clenched, his eyes turned stone cold as he threw the man a glare. He turned on his heel and stomped down the stairs, leaving both me and Levi shocked. Levi ran his hand through his hair and sighed deeply.

"I better make sure he is okay," He said emotionlessly as he gathered up his shirt and boots.

I stood there dumbfounded, unsure how I was supposed to answer as I watched Levi leave, tears forming in my eyes. His emotionless stare and nonchalant eyes wounding me, all the progress of tonight, flushed down the toilet. I sank to the floor and cried, refusing to head down to the barracks. I didn't want to have to face Furlan, or worse yet Levi himself. What was I to him? Just some sort of play thing that he could continue to toy with? Just some stupid girl who he could fuck around with her feelings? I wept until I couldn't cry anymore, until my tears had stopped falling and I was sobbing. Until I fell asleep on the cold floor of the roof top with nothing but the moon casting its gentle glow over my body.