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Someone brought up how zhongli manspreads again so I'm posting this to show difference betweeen him and neuvi

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he’s been waiting for this for 400 years

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Quiet ecstasy

Pairing: Levi Ackerman x Mike Zacharias

Tags: smut, sexual content, 18+, mdni, soft Levi Ackerman, soft Mike Zacharias, top Mike/sub Levi, body worship, m/m sex

Unbetaed, couldn't find a better title; inspired by some Mikeri arts by @dudelegushbka 💦

Smut starts under the "Read more" cut, enjoy ❤️

Levi should have harbored some sort of resentment towards Mike, but he found out he didn’t. 

The way he was treated by him when he was captured, pushing his head into a puddle in front of Erwin Smith, truth be told, made Levi feel bitter during the first days he spent on the surface after joining the Survey Corps together with Isabel and Furlan, then he understood it was the protocol course of action when you’ve just kidnapped a thug and are trying to get him to speak.  

Mike never treated him badly again after that, and in the aftermath of the disastrous expedition from which Isabel and Furlan never came back, he tried to be comforting and supporting in little, quiet ways that quelled whatever bitterness Levi may still have had against him. Mike was a sort of gentle giant, with his peculiar sense of smell and his sparse, tactful words, and the fact that he was taller and more muscular than him didn’t scare Levi in the slightest. If anything, as time went by, it became something attractive. 

It didn’t take big words or actions for them to collide and end up in bed together; it just happened, what with building camaraderie and friendship through time and shared expeditions and so on. Levi found Mike pleasant, not one for mindless chatter or flattery, intelligent, and little did he know that Mike reciprocated the consideration: he may have thought Levi was a sort of evil midget at the start, but he recognized it was prejudice speaking and it soon dissipated as he saw the skilled, intelligent soldier and the tactful man with a golden heart Levi was under the grumpy, hard surface. 

One solitary late night in the mess hall, cup of tea in hand, brought them closer and closer. Levi could smell the tea on Mike’s breath, and the imposing physical presence of him suddenly felt so comforting that he wanted to be held by his huge arms, maybe pressed into a mattress by his huge body, too. Mike smelled a lot more than the tea, detecting laundry soap and some earth in Levi’s scent, and it made him want to hold the shorter man and kiss him to see if his stoic façade would finally fall. 

Their faces got closer, the only sounds their shaky breaths and the raindrops falling on the roof, until their mouths touched and, one split second later, their lips locked. Mike kissed Levi with the unspoken fear of scaring him away and Levi felt that, so he kissed back with surrender, trying to convey that he was okay, he wasn’t scared. 

Something making noise outside under the rain made them jolt and separate, then jump out of their seats and running towards the hallways, hoping to reach whichever of their rooms was in reach first. 

Opening the door, getting in and closing it required lots of care and stealthiness in headquarters filled with sleeping people and somehow Mike managed, but once the door was shut he couldn’t help scooping up Levi and pushing him against the nearest wall while kissing him, rejoicing when he felt Levi’s legs closing around his body. He managed to hold Levi up one-handed so he could get to his shirt and unbutton it, hungry for what was underneath, and he undid enough buttons to make the shirt slip down his shoulders; only then Mike broke the kiss, so he could start painting the newly exposed skin with more kisses, and had to physically restrain himself from leaving hickeys, knowing that Levi probably wouldn’t be a fan of them, at least not in such a vulnerable, easily visible place, but he contented himself with interspersing kisses and licks. 

Levi’s breath was getting more and more ragged as the onslaught on his neck went on, his legs struggling to anchor him to Mike’s hips; the other man felt the imminent loss of contact and mercifully moved them both to his bed. The contrast between the gentleness Mike used to put Levi down on the bed and the lack thereof when he went to finish divesting him made Levi feel dizzy. Huge, calloused, long-fingered hands finally opened his shirt all the way and warm, soft lips framed by slightly itchy moustache and beard worshipped what was now revealed; when they closed around Levi’s tight, pink nipples to nibble and suck, a proper moan was finally torn out of Levi’s throat as he pushed Mike’s head against his chest, silently pleading him to keep going. Mike’s lips reluctantly left Levi’s chest after a while and trailed south over his lithe body, planting hot pinpricks of pleasure all over his abdomen, going as far as covering his belly button, then down his thin, dark line of hair, and Mike’s hands got back in the frame to work feverishly on more buttons and belts so he could free his lover from the rest of his clothes.  

Now almost naked, save for the shirt still hanging from his shoulder, Levi felt at Mike’s mercy; he watched raptly as Mike kissed each of his thighs, following the ODM belt marks that were just part of his body now, but had to close his eyes and look away when the other man took his cock between his lips because he feared he would come too soon if he watched. Mike sucked him almost reverently, listening to his moans and hitching breath every time he did something right, like applying more pressure when going up or paying special attention to his cockhead.  

Levi got lost in the pleasure so much that he almost got whiplash when his cock was released to the chilly air, but before he could complain Mike’s hands had grabbed his lower body and pushed his legs back, and he had to physically restrain himself from shouting when Mike ate him out, every lick to his sensitive rim like an electric bolt through his body. Mike didn’t withhold his little groans while he pleasured Levi, instead, lost in the act and enjoying it. 

The bigger man only stopped when he felt the smaller man’s body starting to tremble a bit too much; Levi whined at the loss of contact, but as soon as he heard Mike rummaging somewhere near them and fishing out oil, he got excited for what was to come. Mike prepared him carefully, one finger at a time stretching him, with Levi shaking in pleasure on the rumpled bedsheets and wordlessly begging him to get the fuck on, until he deemed his partner ready to take him. 

One of Mike’s enormous hands pinned Levi’s wrists on the bed while the free hand guided him on his long, thick cock, and soon a litany of whines and groans started; Levi had no size kink, but the size difference with his lover left him hot and dazed, especially when Mike lowered his body down on him and trapped him against the mattress. Their bodies pressed together heated up fast and moved in sync; Mike’s free hand came up, only to push back strands of hair from Levi’s sweaty forehead before kissing him, and the two acts combined pulled some strings in Levi’s heart. 

Before Levi could urge his lover to speed up, Mike pulled out and literally manhandled him, so he ended up on all fours with a soft thump and just managed one deep breath before being filled up again and seeing stars. His lover’s thrust gained speed and strength and Levi just took what was given to him, pushed down deep into the mattress by Mike’s sheer weight, holding onto his sturdy forearms and finally giving up on being silent, riling Mike up with his moans now that he was so deep inside him he was reaching his soft spot. Mike bit down on his neck and gave him a couple of bruises, trying to stave off his own orgasm long enough to make Levi come first; he rolled on the side and pulled Levi together with him so he could get his hand on Levi’s aching, weeping cock. A dozen of strokes later Levi tensed and came, groaning between gritted teeth and painting Mike’s hand white, and Mike was right behind him, surrendering to his climax while biting down on Levi’s shoulder to muffle his shout. 

They both shook while coming down from their high, but Mike was the first to regain his bearings, so he was the one who got up, went to the bathroom and then came back with clean hands and a few wet cloths; he cleaned up his small, still shivering lover with tenderness and Levi soaked it all up, languidly stretching his achy limbs after the exertion. 

“You alright?” Mike asked, thumb tracing Levi’s left cheek. 

“More than,” Levi answered, closing his eyes and falling asleep shortly after in his lover’s arms. 

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Just wanted to tell you that, for some reason, I found myself scrolling your art on X at, like, 4 am?, and I've found a few more gems, including the collabs with other artists, and safe to say I feel quite inspired to write by some of your art ❤️ thanks for gifting your art to the world!

OMG THANK YOU SO MUCH for such nice words! ❤️❤️❤️ I am very pleased, it is very motivating!

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WWII au

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— Deus Auri is not guilty.

In fact, in this picture everything should be the other way around, since Neuvillette (in my opinion) is much stronger and more powerful than Zhong Li, and is generally going to judge him no matter what. But! what if we keep in mind his words that their meeting might not necessarily end in conflict? And if we assume that they really met and after a while became close? And so much that Neuvillette surrendered to him. Entrusted himself to the hands of the usurper, no longer thinking about the trial. From this it follows that Deus Auri (precisely Deus Auri) can easily destroy him.