Beneath The Flies • 《 Levi × Reader 》

《 Chapter 28 》• Love Ends When It Starts •

That morning, I woke up in Levi's bed.

The white sheets enclosed me as I shifted around under the weighted comforter, my nose brushing against the pillowcase laced with off-white designs. My eyes fluttered open, sunlight flooding my senses in an orange filter. Eventually, I groggily rolled onto my side, my gaze catching on a figure sitting on the edge of the bed.

Levi.

"About time." He grumbled, his hand drifting over to me. He pulled the blanket up my shoulder to cover me better.

The oak tree outside the open windowpane danced in a passing breeze, the shadows of the leaves cast by the sun flitting around Levi's skin. He looked ethereal.

"You had me convinced you were hibernating like some sort of woodland animal." Levi said in his usual ticked tone. His hand transferred from my shoulder down to my hip as if it had a mind of its own.

This sparked my memories of last night.

The memory alone made my heartbeat quicken, the blood rushing up and through my ears the way it had so many years ago when I fought titans, only this time it was in a more positive way- And not fueled by adrenaline. I sat up, letting the blanket descend down my body, my sleeve going with it in a magnetized effect and putting his handiwork on display; a series of hickeys that ran from my neck to my collarbone, dissapearing behind the thin fabric.

I leaned in, the mattress sinking under my weight.

"Kiss me." Was all I could say in response. Thats all that was on my mind. Thoughts of him infected me, putting me in overdrive. My fingers crawled up his chest, delivering him with the idea that I pined for his lips on mine yet again.

"Are you trying to seduce me?" Levi pried bluntly, leaning his bodyweight on his arm that propped him up.

"Is it working?" I interrogated, moving my leg up and pulling myself closer. Our noses touched. His drab eyes flicked down to my lips, a bored expression on his face, and yet I could see his eyes glaze over with a distant necessity for me.

"No." He let the lie slip, leaning in, his lips ghosting over mine.

"That's too bad..." I purred, closing the gap between us and locking my lips with his. His chilled palm met the nape of my neck, a shockwave of spiking temperature shooting down my spine. It thrilled me.

He kissed me again and again, his eyelids closed until he finally pulled away, drinking in a breath. His fingers played with the split-ends of my unkempt hair.

"I'm never going to hate you." He told me, pinning me back down on the bed, restraining my wrists above my head. His smooth lips followed the trail of hickeys on my neck that took him on a journey down to my collarbone. "Especially not after you took my virginity."

The words caused me to choke on a laugh, the humor zipping through me. I rose an incredulous brow up at him, stifling another chuckle.

"How's it feel to no longer be a virgin?" I queried, pecking his lips when I finished speaking.

"You'd be surprised." Levi answered, pressing into yet another smooch, both of us succumbing to the need to kiss eachother till we were full. "Never thought I'd be so happy to finally get laid."

"And I never thought I'd be so happy to be the one who got to do it with you." I said. "Didn't think I had the balls, honestly."

My index finger and thumb fiddled with his shirt. I looked at him.

"Levi." All my fingers were grasping at his grey shirt now, seriousness painting on my face.

"I'm going to say it."