So just a couple of things…
1. I apologise for the cliff hanger
2. I think this scene happens too soon, but plot…
3. Smut warning, therefore guy on guy angle action
4. If you don't like 3. I don't know why you are her
And finally
5. You guys kind of "bought" this chapter on Tuesday already, but I withheld it because I'm lazy and I thought you guys would appreciate a double update, SO
6. You guys are getting a double update. ;-D
Happy reading
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His lips are slightly dry and chapped, but they were wonderfully warm and soft. I feel his fingers in my hair; they are pressed flat against my scalp, while his palm rests against the back of my neck. His other arm is wrapped tightly around my waist, our stomachs pushed together.
Levi's tongue swipes across my bottom lip and I moan quietly, his tongue enters, filling my mouth and utterly dominates mine. The kiss is so distracting that I almost forget to breathe, but a quick inhale through my nose calms the black dots that were dancing in my vision. Though my nose is still a little congested from crying and I sniff awfully, Levi has no trouble at all deepening the kiss. It feels as though every nerve in my body burns just for him, hungers just for him.
Levi's fingers tighten in my hair and pull. I release his lips with a gasp. I suddenly find myself staring at the ceiling while Levi's hot mouth brushes over my jaw and throat, only stopping at my Adam's apple. Here he takes great pleasure in running his tongue over my skin, and I gulp.
"L-Levi-"
He hums, but continues dragging his tongue over my skin, licking down my neck and over my right shoulder. I moan again when he works his way back, dipping his tongue into to nook above my clavicle and heads back to my breast bone. He then slips his tongue past the collar of my shirt and I groan.
"Levi, don't. I- I'm all sweaty and shit and- and you're still sick-"
"Really? Because I feel just fine. Your skin is so sweet and salty at the same time, the best kind of dessert. Why haven't I done this before? Hmmm, you are good enough to eat,"
He runs his tongue back up the right side of my neck, over my racing pulse, while humming in approval.
"B-but cannibalism is illegal," I pant.
"Only if you swallow, which I intend to do," he purrs into my ear before biting my earlobe.
I yelp in surprise, partly because of the bite and partly because Levi had ground his hips against mine and now I'm painfully aroused. "Levi,"
I blush at the sound of my own voice. I sound like a cat in heat but I'm not embarrassed enough to stop. I also can't supress the mewl that makes its way past my parted lips.
"Someone's getting a little excited,"
I can hear the smirk in his voice, as though my body's reacting exactly as he hoped it would and it pleases him. Well, two can play at that game. I drop my chin to my chest, I feel some strands of hair being yanked out by their roots but I can cry about it later. Levi is surprised by my sudden movement and blinks as though to process it. I look him dead in the eye before moving forward and running my tongue along his jaw to his ear.
"Yes, I'm excited. And it's entirely your fault. You do this to me, so you better take responsibility for it,"
He yanks on my hair again, pulling my face away from his shoulder so that we are at eye level once more. I blink back a few tears, because my scalp actually hurts.
"Fucking brat, don't pant in my ear like a bitch in heat,"
He glares, but his pupils are blown so wide that if I hadn't known his eye colour I would have thought they were black. "But I am in heat, Levi, I am. And if you're just going to tease then I'll go finish off myself-"
The growl that erupts from Levi is almost feral; he releases my hair and scoops me up off the ground. I give an undignified yelp that causes Levi to chuckle. I'm just as surprised by his ability to pick me up. I mean, I'm not fat. I'm just solid muscle because it is what my job required of me, but I am heavy. Levi picks me up like I weigh absolutely nothing. He isn't even straining to carry me.
He is strong enough to toss me on to his bed and I bounce three times. The raven haired male climbs on after me, moving in between my legs and pinning me to the mattress.
"If you think, for one second, that I am going to let you go jerk off in my bathroom without me, then you are in for a rude awakening,"
His eyes burn holes into my soul, his hips rest firmly between my thighs and the heat and pressure of it is mind numbing. He leans over me, as if to kiss me, but he is head and shoulders shorter than I am and he can't reach my mouth. A chuckle escapes my mouth before I can stop it. Levi glares daggers at me and punches me in the gut, causing me to exhale sharply and curl forward. Levi catches my cheek in his hand, holds me there and kisses me hard.
My pants feel far too tight, but somehow there isn't enough friction. I wrap my legs around Levi's hips and grind against him. We swallow each other's moans as he ruts back against me. I put my arms around his neck and dig my fingers into his back. Levi bites my lip and I groan. We rock back and forth, thrusting against each other and rutting like horny teenagers when Levi moves away.
He strips off his shirt, his feathers bristling and the tips puffing slightly. He rips off his pants and underpants, folds them and drops them on to an empty chair. I can't keep my eyes off his package; it stands up straight, rock hard and a great deal bigger than I had originally thought. I gulp.
"Like what you see, brat?"
I nod, not trusting my mouth because I know it would say the wrong things. Levi climbs back on to the bed; he puts his hands on my hips and grips my shirt, easily pulling it from my body. I shudder as the cool late morning air caresses my skin. Levi pulls my pants down and I hiss in relief as my erection is freed from its confines.
I feel Levi's eyes rake over my skin, presumably to drink in every detail, much like I map him out in my mind. I prop myself up on my elbow and reach out to him with my other hand, gently touching his cheek and brushing his hair out of his eyes.
"You're beautiful,"
"Huh?"
I look at him in surprise. He reaches out and lightly touches around the blossoming bruise on my left ribs. "Listen when I talk to you, brat. I said you are beautiful,"
His fingers dance over my stomach, softly skimming over the lighter bruises and tangles with the soft tuffs of hair around my throbbing member. My breathing hitches, I know he is close, I can feel the heat rolling off of him in waves. I watch his hand, waiting for him to relieve me. All the while he is watching me, waiting for me. "L-Levi- stop t-teasing me,"
I see him smirk right before he palms my crotch and I groan, tossing my head back and collapsing against the matters. He appears to like my reaction, because he grabs it in between his palms and squeezes mercilessly. I mew and pant, my hips bucking all by themselves.
Levi chuckles and starts pumping up and down. I wither and shake, panting loudly and groaning every now and then. His name rolls off my lips as I move closer and closer to the edge of oblivion.
I'm dancing precariously close to the edge of release, the last threads of coherent thought still attached and I grab Levi's wrist to stop him.
He raises an eyebrow questioningly as I prop myself up, reach out to his shoulder and pull him on top of me. Our lips crash together, my heart beating so hard in my chest, as if it were trying to escape. I wrap my legs around him again and we groan as our bare arousals grind together. I lie flat on my back, pulling him to my chest. I crave skin on skin contact; it feels as though every inch of skin that rubs together burns hotter than the sun.
Levi hitches my legs up so that they rest just below the base of his wings, the new angle allowing for deeper and longer grinds but also lifts my ass off the mattress. I know what he wants to do, I also know that I want it too, but I really hope he uses some lube.
The ravenette must have heard my thoughts, because he reaches for his bed side table and opens the top drawer. He draws out a bottle of clear liquid before pushing the drawer closed again.
"Condoms?"
"You think I'm unclean, brat?"
"Well no-"
"Good, because if you had said yes I would have to punish you,"
"But you don't know if I'm clean,"
"Are you?"
"Last time I checked, yes,"
Levi smirks again. "I know you're clean," he leans forward and licks my chin. "Hanji did a full check up on you when you got here,"
"She- she knew that you would- we would- but how?"
He chuckles. "We can wonder about shitty four eyes later. Right now, though, I really want to fuck you into the mattress,"
Of course he silences me with a kiss. Deep down I really hope this isn't some sort of dream. I really, really hope that I am not asleep and having a fucking sexy dream while sleeping next to Levi. Because if this is a dream and I am moaning Levi's name while touching myself, I might actually have a one way ticket to the ground floor of the tower and it won't be an elevator ticket. Levi's calloused fingers are all over me, setting my nerve endings ablaze and driving me crazy.
I'm about to bite my thumb, a nervous habit I picked up in high school that I can't seem to shake, just to see if I am actually dreaming when I feel a cold and slippery finger press into me. I cry out, my mind in shambles and my body confused by the intrusion. It's been a while since I've been with anyone and even then I usually top.
But there is no fucking way I can top this angel, excuse the pun. I have bottomed a few times, but my partners didn't enjoy it and they couldn't sate me. I really hope Levi can. I buck against his fingers, tears in my eyes because dammit it hurts like hell! My body can't decide whether to push him out or to pull him in and it's excruciating for me.
"Relax," he whispers in my ear and peppers kisses all over my shoulder and throat. I try my best and he glides in almost effortlessly the rest of the way. My breath hitches in my throat and I sigh with relief, grateful that he lets me adjust. It's not long before he starts thrusting in and out of me, building up a pace that has me bucking against him and arching my back. I'm so lost in the feeling that I don't notice the second or the third finger entering, and when he hits my prostate, I struggle not to shriek at the top of my lungs.
Close, so very close.
All my blood is racing to my arousal and I struggle to think straight. That's when Levi stops, but only for a moment. The next thing I know, I feel something far larger than fingers brush against me and press inside.
My mind explodes, I mutter Levi's name over and over again. He hits my prostate relentlessly until my vision goes white and I literally explode. Levi rocks back and forth until I feel him burst inside me as well, his wings snap open and all I see is black.
Levi collapses against my chest, his breathing ragged and his voice a little hoarse. I try to even out my breathing too, just calming my racing heart is enough of a mission and I drop my head on to a pillow.
When I open my eyes again, I realise that everything actually is black. "L-Levi," I pant. "What is this?"
Levi refuses to lift his head from my chest, keeping quiet and tracing a finger over my right pec.
"Captain,"
He sighs. I can feel his chest inflate and deflate.
"Me walt sen me climbx," he mumbles.
"What?"
He sighs again, lifts his head and looks me in the eye. His cheeks are a rosy pink, though I don't think it has anything to do with our recent activities.
"We moult when we climax,"
He drops his head against my chest again and I try to suppress a chuckle. I scoop up a hand full of black and throw it into the air, watching as it comes down like dark snow. "So if you jerk off…"
"You do it in the shower, easier to clean. Speaking of which, we need to shower. Right now, and I need some mouth wash…"
He climbs off of me, slowly pulling out as I unwrapped my legs from behind his back. He helps me up, my ass obviously killing me, and we shower together. The black fluff sticks to my hair, regardless of the number of showers I might take. Levi rubs out my lower back once we are out of the shower and helps me dress.
Then we set to work, cleaning up all the cute black fluffies that cling to everything. Though I can't quite squat at the moment, so Levi takes care of the floors and I take care of everything else.
The pain in my ass is the only thing that keeps reminding me that I am not dreaming.
(Might not have been the smuttiest or sexiest but I tired…)