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Part 5

Levi x fem!reader | vampire au

As a virgin, sleeping next to a man wasn’t exactly something you were used to. It was especially surprising to feel a rather large erection sticking into your back when your eyes fluttered open a few hours later.

The color in your cheeks instantly darkened when you realized what it was. The sleeping vampire next to you still had his strong arm wrapped tightly around you. He had pulled you into his now bare chest even tighter sometime during your nap. His large hand rested across your chest, lightly gripping onto the t-shirt of Hange’s you were wearing.

The sun was beginning to get lower. Night time would be coming soon and the two of you would have to go back eventually. Probably pretend like this didn’t happen. How disappointing.

You sighed quietly and laid with him for just a few minutes longer. Enjoyed the last wanted moments with a man you’ll probably ever have. I should have kissed him.

The time finally came where you needed to get up, but you didn’t want to wake him. Sleep was rare for him and he needed as much as he could get. You oh so lightly pulled his hand from your shirt, lifted his arm, and slipped out from underneath his grip. You stood up and couldn’t help but stay to admire his beautiful sleeping face and his toned chest.

He stirred in his sleep and reached a hand out to the now empty space between him. You held your breath and watched as he searched for you, his face contorting into a scowl when he felt you gone.

Levi wasn’t used to waking up to someone else either. Not that he hasn’t had his fair share of relations with others in the past, he just wasn’t the stay the night kind of guy. He didn’t want a relationship. He didn’t fall in love.

But you not being there when he woke up left him with a strange, new feeling. An uncomfortable feeling. Partly fear that something happened to you, another… annoyance? Sadness? He couldn’t place it. There was just something he didn’t like about you being there and then not. He was going to have to forget that feeling.

His eyes fluttered open to see you staring at him. You blushed fiercely and looked away. “I’m sorry, I tried not to wake you.”

He rubbed his eyes and sat up. “You’re good. This is the most rested I’ve felt in a while actually.”

“I’m glad,” you murmured, looking down uncomfortably.

You had forgotten you weren’t wearing pants. So had Levi until he looked back at you, then down to your bare legs and panties.

A bright blush crept onto his own face and something twitched in his pants.

You hurriedly pulled back on the pants you left on the ground and started heading for the door. “Uh, I’m going to find Hange.”

Levi watched you rush out. You were so embarrassed. He couldn’t help but think about how cute it was.

No, stop. He couldn’t think of you like that. You were his bosses slave. The Prince’s slave. He can’t get attached.

He waited until his painful erection finally went down before he got out of bed and redressed. Finding you wasn’t going to be hard, he knew exactly where Hange was keeping you.

You were sat up on the metal table when Levi walked in. Hange had a needle in your arm and your blood was pouring into tubes.

You attempted a smile at him when you saw him but his eyes went straight for the blood coming out of you. He stopped abruptly in his tracks. Your smell was hitting him like a train. His eyes dilated and his fangs extended. He tried to pull them back in but he felt so hungry. When was the last time he ate?

Hange glanced at him and watched his chest heave up and down. The hungry look in his eye.

You could see it too. As much as you trusted him, you had never seen him look at you like this. It sent a terrifying chill down your spine.

“Levi, I have drinks in my fridge. Go get one. Now,” Hange demanded. He continued to stare as he silently nodded and backed out of the room. She shut the door behind him as soon as he stepped out.

“Sorry about that,” she laughed. “Hungry vampires and blood don’t mix well.”

“Why does my blood bother him and not you?”

Hange pulled the last tube of blood from you and pulled the needle out. “Well, I’m not hungry. But like I said, I don’t drink human blood at all. As good as you smell, your blood is not at all appetizing.”

You chewed the inside of your cheek and watched her wrap your arm. “So… does that mean Levi does drink from humans?”

“He has to to keep up his strength. He’s a soldier. I’m sure the royal family provides him with a feeder,” she explained. You had never thought about where Levi got his food. He never mentioned it and you never asked.

“Why did it not bother him last night?”

Levi walked back into the room as you asked Hange the question. He had a bottle of red liquid in his hand with a label. Hange’s synthetic drinks.

“It did. Saving you was just more important.”

You held his hard, grey eyed gaze. He didn’t have to go to all this trouble and yet he did.

“I don’t think I ever said thank you. So thank you, to both of you.”

Hange clasped a hand to your shoulder and grinned. “You’re helping me out just as much here. It was no problem.”

Levi averted his eyes from yours. “I’m just doing my job.”

You felt a small pang of hurt in your chest. It shouldn’t have bothered you. He was right, keeping an eye on you and safe is his job. You’re his job, not his friend. The cuddling and his occasional kindness was getting to your brain.

“Right,” you laugh uncomfortably, all of a sudden wanting to be locked back in your room at the castle. You needed some time away from Levi to gather your thoughts.

“Hange is she free to go?”

“Are you feeling okay?” Hange asked you.

You nodded silently and gave her a thumbs up. Her smile faltered slightly at your sudden shift in mood but chose to ignore it.

“Great! Then yes, you are free to go. Let me get you some iron supplements, you’ll need them. I’m no doctor but if you ever need anything, you’re more than welcome here anytime.”

Hange was by far the nicest person you had met so far. Even if it was for the sake of her experiments, she made you feel so welcomed and safe. You looked sadly back at her inconspicuous warehouse as Levi drove the two of you away.

This was the first time you had been awake to see the city. It was old and we seemed to be downtown. People walked the lit streets, walking from bars and shops to cafes and restaurants. Your heart yearned to just go have a drink with your friends.

“Did you ever get the chance to look into my friend?”

Levi glanced at you from the driver seat. He wanted to hold his tongue. He didn’t know if he should tell you what he found out. Would it be better to lie? What news would be better to you?

“I heard from someone in the Reiss that they have a new girl by her name- came in around the same time you did. I’m not sure if that’s good news to you or not.”

You let out a huge breath you didn’t realize you were holding. “Thank you so much, Levi,” you said and turned to him with a relieved smile. “I’ve been in such a daze lately I forgot I asked you. I’m just glad she’s alive.”

Levi chose not to tell you that slaves don’t last long in the Reiss house. They go through them as quickly as Zeke, but you’re still here. Maybe your friend has hope as well.

Your day got a little brighter even as the sky darkened. It was pitch black outside by the time the two of you pulled into the garages.

The two of you did your best to sneak through the large castle which shouldn’t have been hard. It’s huge- there’s so many different places people could have been. But your luck was nowhere to be found as usual.

As the two of you turned the corner just down the hall from the garage, a woman stepped in front of you.

You and the woman gasped as Levi threw a protective arm in front of you. Her hand flew to her chest as she laughed.

“Gosh, you scared me. I’m so sorry,” she laughed. The woman was beautiful, with long black hair and brown eyes. The smoothest skin you had ever seen.

Levi bowed his head. “Sorry, Your Majesty.”

Your eyes practically bugged out of your head. Your Majesty? The Queen?

She turned her gaze to you and cocked her head curiously. “You must be my step sons new girl. What’s your name?”

You stared for a second, not entirely sure what to do. Do you bow your head? Do you curtsy? What’s the protocol here?

“Uh- C-Clover, Your Majesty,” you stuttered, bowing your head. You felt so stupid.

“Well Clover, Captain Levi, I suggest getting back to your room,” she said with a wink and a sweet smile. “I could smell you all the way from the other hall. Others like to gossip and the two of you are hard to miss. Be careful.”

“Yes, Your Majesty,” Levi answered dutifully.

She bowed her head to the two of you and continued down the hallway. Levi grabbed your wrist and dragged you down the hallway, his pace quickening. You struggled to keep up, having to practically jog. If his fingers weren’t digging in so tightly you might would’ve enjoyed the contact.

“Was that the Queen? What’s the big deal about me being out?” You whisper as he rushes you to your room.

“Stop talking.”

You scowled but kept your mouth shut until you reached your room. He put the code in and dragged you inside.

“What is your deal?”

He sighed once inside the safety of your room.

“That was Queen Carla Yaeger. We’re lucky we ran into her and not anyone else.”

“Wow so that was Zeke’s mom? They look so different.”

Levi shook his head and plopped down in one of your chairs. “Yes and no. She’s his step mother. He has a younger brother as well.”

You nodded. “Eren, right? I’ve heard a little about him. Zeke talks about wanting to mold him.”

Levi grabs his phone from his pocket and checks it, replied to a text, then put it back.

You sat down in the chair across from him and watched him. He looked a little more relaxed but he was always a little tense but his face rarely showed any emotion. If anything he looked bored.

“Okay, so what was that about anyway? Why would it matter if anyone saw us?”

“We were coming in from the garage. You’re not allowed to leave the property.”

You rolled you eyes and crossed your arms over your chest with a scowl. “I don’t see why. What if I just wanted to get some time away from here?”

“Clover, I don’t think you’ve learned your place yet,” Levi said dead-pan. You raise your eye brows at his candidness. “You are a slave, you aren’t a guest, you’re barely even a person.”

You chew the inside of your cheek to keep the tears threatening to spring up at bay. “Is that how you view me? Barely a person? Only a slave?”

“You know that’s not how I view you,” he sighed, running an exasperated hand down his face.

“Who am I to you, Levi?” You ask softly. You know you have gotten so off topic and somehow turned this conversation on him but you want to know. After today, you have to know.

He averted his gaze for just a second. Long enough to gather his thoughts before turning his steely eyes back to yours, and being completely candid with you like he has been all day. “I know what you’re trying to ask and why you’re asking it and I’m telling you to forget it. Today was a mistake and I crossed too many boundaries to count. You are an assignment. You are my bosses slave. I will treat you like a human and I will keep you alive as my job dictates but I can’t cross any more boundaries with you.”

Your mouth hung in shock and hurt. Why did it hurt? He was right. You knew he was right. So why did it hurt to hear it so damn much? Maybe you wish you did mean more to him.

Who were you kidding? Of course you did.

“Okay,” you huff quietly, your face set in determination not to cry. You couldn’t cry in front of him over this. You had to show him you didn’t care about him.

He nodded once and then got up and left the room. The lock clicking felt comforting for once. It didn’t feel suffocating- you wanted to be locked away to be sad. To stew in your thoughts and your self pity.

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Part 4

Levi x fem!reader

vampire au

“What about him?”

You looked over to the crusty looking soldier that Jane pointed out. You swallowed your sweet, alcoholic beverage and cringed. At both the alcohol and her suggestion.

“Absolutely not.”

“Okay…. What about him?”

She pointed to another man, definitely more attractive than the first, but not your type at all. Frat boys. Bleh.

“You don’t know me at all.”

“Fine,” she sighed in defeat. “I guess you’ll stay a virgin forever.”

She giggled as she sipped her own drink and you slugged her arm lightly. “I’ll just marry you, I don’t need a man.”

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That night was the last night you saw her. You had been so out of it you hadn’t even thought about her, let alone dreamed about your best friend. This was the first good sleep you’ve had in a really long time.

Before you could open your eyes, you felt a heaviness in your hand. Beeping in your ears. Where were you?

“What the hell,” you murmured as your eyes fluttered open and bright light blinded you. You lifted your arm to shield your eyes and saw the IV in your hand.

Your heart dropped into your stomach as you sat up quickly. You expected to be in a hospital room but instead were in a room that looked more like a lab. You were on a cold, metal table with a pillow laid under your head while you slept.

How did you get here? Where was here?

You snapped your head towards the door at the sound of footsteps. Levi stepped into the room, a teacup in his hand. He looked up at you, surprise and relief evident on his face.

“Shit. Hey! She’s awake!” He called out. Loud, running footsteps echoed down the hallway outside of the room.

Levi set his cup down and came to your side.

“What’s happening? What happened?”

A brunette woman with an eyepatch and glasses came running into the room.

“Yes! You lived!”

She grinned gleefully at you as she ran up beside Levi. She reached a hand out to touch you and you instantly recoiled in fear, nearly throwing yourself off the table.

“Hange!” Levi barked, snatching her hand before it reached you. “She’s scared, give her a minute.”

She pulled her hand back and gave you an apologetic smile. “Sorry, sorry. Are you okay? How are you feeling?”

“I’m confused,” you said warily, not leaving your defensive position on the table. “Where am I?”

You looked at Levi who opened his mouth to answer but the woman answered instead. “Sorry, Clover. Clover, right? You’re in my lab. I’m Hange Zoë.”

“Hange is an old acquaintance, she won’t hurt you, I promise. She saved you.”

“Saved me?” Your mouth dried and you looked between the two of them, desperate for answers.

“Acquaintance? Ouch.” Her attention turned back to you. “You were attacked last night, my dear. Nearly completely drained. Short stuff over here found you barely breathing- brought you here. Luckily I have a whole stock of human blood of all different types.”

She was oddly cheerful for telling you you nearly died.

“Who did this to you?” Levi’s voice was low. Dangerous. He sounded pissed.

You sighed and thought hard. What was the last thing you remembered? Flashes of memories passed through your mind.

The green dress. Levi’s attempt at a compliment. His fingers on your back. Agh, stop. More important thing. You two going outside. Laying in the grass. Levi getting a call, telling you to stay there. Red hair.

Your throat tightened as your memories flooded back. Zeke’s friend, his body on top of yours. His fingers pressed so hard into your wrist, they were sure to leave bruises. You look down to see purple marks on your skin. You reached up to touch the tender flesh where his fanged pierced you.

“Floch,” you finally croak out, begging yourself internally not to cry. All you do is cry. “He said his name was Floch.”

“Little bastard. He must have thought you were dead,” Levi hissed, his fists clenching into tight balls.

He had never liked the creep. He had never liked any of Zeke’s friends. He despised Zeke.

You looked down to your crumbled dress. Dirt littered your arms, feet, and hands. You wanted to scrub off any reminder of the night. You needed to scrub off any reminder of Floch’s touch.

“Can we go back home? I need to bathe,” you said quietly. Home. Is that what that place is to you now?

“I really need you to stay so I can monitor you a little longer, if that’s okay.”

“How long?” Levi asked her.

“At least the rest of the day.”

“What about Zeke? Won’t he notice me gone?”

Levi grabbed his phone and checked the time. 6:45 a.m.

“He’ll be away for a few days. That’s what the call last night was about,” he sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Stay here, I’ll go take care of Zeke.”

Lucky break.

He turned on his heels and stalked out of the room without so much as a goodbye. Just left you alone with a stranger in a lab.

Asshole.

“So, can I take that off and you can shower here? You can borrow my clothes.” She gestures towards the IV in your hand. You hesitantly held it out for her.

“Why do you have so much human blood?” You asked her skeptically as she worked to remove the IV, wincing when she pulled the needle out.

“That does look strange, doesn’t it?” She laughed. “I study it. I was the one who created synthetic blood drinks actually. I’m trying to find a cure.”

Your eyes widened in pleasant surprise. “A cure? For vampirism? Why?”

“It’s crazy I know,” she sighed happily. “I don’t want to have to survive off of blood anymore, or for the future generations to have to either.”

“So… you don’t drink from humans?”

“Nope! Not at all.”

That made you feel considerably better. You noticed her fangs weren’t out like every other vampire- including Levi- who talked to you. Slowly but surely you could learn to trust her.

She showed you to her bathroom. You stripped yourself down and let the water and soap wash away the night before. The dirt, the emotions. All of it.

After pulling on the clothes Hange lent you, you walked out to find her cooking breakfast.

“What other stereotypes about vampires are wrong?”

She turned her head from the eggs she was scrambling at the stove. She smiled wildly.

“I’m so glad you asked. Give me just a minute.”

She finished breakfast for the two of you, and placed the plates on her small table. She then proceeded to explain to you all the wrong stereotypes and the complete history of vampires on Paradis Island. She talked for what felt like hours.

She explained that they are relatively similar to regular humans. They need sleep, they eat regular food, can go out into the sunlight, and age just at a slightly slower pace. They require blood to survive but it is not necessary to live completely off of it. It just makes them feel better, helps them heal, keeps them healthier. It’s very tasty to them too, according to Hange, depending on the blood type. Her synthetic blood was a very good substitute for those who don’t feel comfortable feeding off of humans but human blood made vampires much stronger. It’s essentially what gives them their supernatural abilities.

She said she couldn’t explain why virgin blood made such a difference. She half wondered if it was just a stereotype they indulged in because it sounded cooler.

One of the most interesting things that explained why everyone here was a vampire was that they reproduced like humans. They were all born as vampires, but have the ability to turn others, though it’s not necessary.

Most are descendants of a girl that came into contact with a vampire. Her supernatural abilities were applauded and coveted, so they forced her to breed and turn others. Eventually, most of the people on Paradis Island were vampires.

“How do you get human blood then?”

“Ah! We have human colonies.”

You stared at her, terribly confused. “Then… then why was I taken from Marley?”

Her face fell as she sighed. “Well, partly because you’re Marlyean. It’s illegal to make Eldian’s slaves here. So slave traders take people from Marley by force or blackmail. Sometimes they’re even sold.”

“It’s mostly the rich and noble that participate in slave trading. Boredom gets the better of them. I think people like Zeke just like having ownership over someone else. I’m so sorry you’re having to be a pawn in their sick game.”

Tears stung at your eyes. Just a pawn in their sick game. That’s truly what it felt like. Just an unlucky little pawn.

The door opened to Hange’s place. You hastily wiped away any tears that fell onto your rosy cheeks as Levi walked into the kitchen.

“Welcome home, dear.”

Levi ignored Hange’s comment as his eyes landed on you. He could tell something was wrong. You could tell he wanted to ask. You shook your head, letting him know not to.

“How did it go?” You asked him.

“I was able to rush him out, and told him you were still sleeping. He’ll be gone for at least 3 days or so.”

You let out a sigh of relief. A very much needed break from being fed on. From Zeke.

“We should head back, I’m sure you’re still exhausted.” He was right, you were still exhausted. You had a good rest but the amount of blood loss you’ve had recently and coming out of the daze you’ve been in, had you feeling like you could sleep for another 10 hours.

But the more you thought about it the more you weren’t ready to go back to that castle. You weren’t ready to go back to your room where you weren’t allowed to leave. The suffocating feeling you get when you hear the door click and the lock buzz.

“I’m not ready,” you whispered, looking away from his steel eyes. “Can we stay at a hotel or something?”

He stared at you as he contemplated your words. He couldn’t blame you for not wanting to go back. He can hear the way your heart accelerates when the door to your room is about to close. He knows the pain you’ve endured there.

“It would be dangerous. Your smell is….” Mouthwatering. “Different. And strong. You could be recognized or worse, attacked.”

You looked back at him. Annoyance shifted onto your face, and you did nothing to hide it. You wanted him to know that you were upset, as childish as it was. He was completely right, but you couldn’t help it.

“I have a guest room. You’re welcome to stay as long as you’d like, in exchange for one little thing,” Hange interjected.

“What is it?” Levi asked, clearly annoyed himself. He already knew the answer.

“Let me take some more of your blood,” Hange said, then quickly corrected herself when she saw the way your face paled. “For research! Your blood is like nothing I’ve ever seen before. You were able to take any kind of other blood and it was like your blood infected the other cells. I had to test it to make sure you could get the transfusion earlier. It was incredible.”

“No. She’s not going to be your science experiment, Hange.”

You snapped your head at Levi. Who was he to answer for you? If this was all you had to do to get just one day away from your prison, you were going to.

“Yes, I will be. You can take as much as you want.” Levi’s face was unchanged but you saw the way his eyes darkened. Why were you all of a sudden being so defiant?

Brat.

Hange practically squealed with glee. “Thank you so much! I really think it could help me on my mission to find a cure. My guest room is yours, my darling. There’s only one bed, but Levi can take the couch in there.”

Levi sighed in defeat. There was no going back now. He wasn’t going to kidnap you to take you back. At least he can take a nap and know you’re safe.

You smiled and followed Hange back to her lab room. She took a little blood, and said she’d take a little more later. She gave you iron supplements to help with the blood loss and told you to get some rest before she took more. You were happy to oblige.

When you entered the guest room, Levi was laid out on the couch. The tension in the room was evident as you crawled into the queen sized bed. You stripped the uncomfortable pants you had on and dropped them to the floor once you were under the cover of the sheets.

Levi heard the pants hit the floor and his heart practically stopped. A blush crept onto his cheeks and he tossed onto his side, facing the back of the couch. He couldn’t help but imagine you under the covers, in just your panties. How easy it would be to access your core.

His pants tightened involuntarily and he inwardly groaned. He’s seen you naked and this is what gets him hot and bothered?

You pulled the covers tight to your chin and closed your eyes, desperate to get some more sleep. But the way Levi’s body tossed and turned on the squeaky couch was extremely distracting.

“Can you not?” You finally grunted. The squeaking stopped and the room was silent for just a split second.

“Not what?”

“Make so much noise,” you snapped.

“What crawled up your ass? I’ve never seen you like this.”

“Oh I’m sorry I’m not just being sad, pitiful Clover.”

“Tch.”

He rolled over once again, a scowl forming on his face. Both of your chests heaved up and down in annoyance. When he rolled over one more time, you finally sat up and stared at him.

“Are you uncomfortable or something?”

He rolled his eyes, but gave you an answer. “Yeah an old couch isn’t exactly the most comfortable thing to sleep on when you haven’t slept in days.”

A pang of guilt shot through you. In days? Levi was known for not sleep much at all- so little that there was a rumor he didn’t have a bed at all- but days were a long time. Was that your fault?

Sighing in your own defeat after an argument in your head, you decide to let him in bed with you. Against your better judgement.

“Just get in the bed, Levi.”

His eyes widened slightly. That was a terrible idea. “No, I’m fine.”

“I swear to the Maker, Levi. I’m not in the mood. Just get your ass in this bed so I don’t have to listen to that forsaken couch.”

You heard him grumble something under his breath as he sat up. He hesitantly walked over to the other side of the bed and stopped before pulling the covers back.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes,” you grunted, pulling the covers back over you and flopping onto your side to face away from him. A blush crept onto your face as you began to second guess this idea.

You felt the covers be pulled back. A breeze went across your backside before the bed dipped behind you, and then Levi’s hip brush you. You both stiffened and you felt him scoot away.

You both laid in silence for a minute before he turned over and you heard him gasp behind you. You turned quickly to look at him.

His eyes were wide and his fangs were extended. You stared at him.

“Sorry, I just… your smell..”

Your whole body heated as you went beat red. You were embarrassed but… something else. Something sinful crawled up your spine at his words and you bit your lip involuntarily as you stared at his fangs. They scared you on anyone else. But on Levi… they made you feel hot. Made you rub your thighs together and look away in embarrassment.

“It’s okay,” you whispered and turned away again.

As you tried to sleep, your brain wouldn’t shut off. Your body wouldn’t shut off. It wanted you to push your ass back towards him. Your body started moving on its own and you slowly inched towards him, hoping he wouldn’t notice that it was deliberate. You felt your ass brush against his hip. You stiffened slightly but forced yourself to relax. Your heart was beating ridiculously fast.

It like a drum in his ear. A song enticing him, seducing him. It was an indication to his own body to turn over on his side toward you. To push his hips into your back side, as you both bit back a sigh.

Both of your bodies involuntarily reacting to each other’s closeness. It was stupid. It was careless. Neither of you had let another person effect you like this. But both of you wanted- no needed- the feeling and warmth of the other.

His hand slid its way over your hip and he gripped tightly, rolling your ass into his hardened cock. You bit your lip harshly to keep your groan in. You hadn’t been consensually touched like this in so long. The tension was erotic. His hardness felt so good.

Your smell was pulling him in. He wanted you so bad in every way. Your own brain swam with images of him touching you and kissing you and biting you. What would him feeding off of you feel like? Would it be different than Zeke? You wanted to find out. You were willing to find out.

He sighed deeply in frustration and forced himself to wrap his arm tightly around your waist and stuff his face into your back.

He couldn’t cross anymore lines with you. He wouldn’t.

You sighed in your own sexual frustration. But his arms around you were so comfortable and inviting. Your snuggled yourself into him and ran your hand along his arm until your hand covered his. He hesitantly extended his fingers so you could lace yours through his.

The two of you fell asleep soon after you relaxed. It was the best sleep Levi had had in years. Being close to another warm body who made you feel safe was what you both needed.

The consequences could wait until you were rested.

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Part 3

Levi x fem Reader (reader has name but no descriptors)

So many days, probably even weeks, went by since your first day in the castle. You’ve had good and bad days, and days where you were so drunk off of Zeke feeding from you you couldn’t move.

He would lock the two of you away in his room some days, just in case he came down from the high you gave him and he needed more. How you were even still alive, you didn’t know and didn’t care.

This was one of those days. He had drank so much and you desperately needed a break. You needed rest. You needed food and protein to replenish your body.

Zeke called down to the kitchen for you, ordering your favorite.

He was an… interesting person to say the least. Sometimes he would treat you so kind, let you go back to your room, treat you to whatever your heart desired.

But he never let you forget your place if you tried to deny him. He let you know very quickly who you belonged to. His hand would wrap around your throat so tightly you would see stars, as he would whisper into your ear all the sadistic things he could do until you were dead.

Luckily it had been a couple of days since one of these incidents.

The door to Zeke’s room opened 30 minutes later, Levi entering with food for you.

When Levi locked eyes with you, he had to hold back the scowl that tried to set in his face. You were curled up on the bed, Zeke’s hand possessively on your thigh. You were incredibly pale from the lack of blood. Dark rings encircled your tired eyes.

He wanted to say something so bad. He wanted to snatch you from Zeke’s grip and hide you away until you had color back in your face.

He would have to remember to tell the kitchen staff to start giving you vitamins.

You didn’t have much contact with anyone outside of Zeke except for the occasional maid, and Levi. The raven haired body guard was the one who took you places in the castle when you needed to go, and opened your door when Zeke needed you. He was more of an assistant than a body guard.

Levi did his best to avoid you, and you could tell. You saw the way he stiffened when you walked beside him. When he came into the room.

“Levi!” Zeke said cheerfully, though tightening his grip on your thigh. “You’re not a maid.”

“I thought I would go ahead and bring this up,” Levi replied, glancing at the hand on your thigh, then back to Zeke’s eyes. His grip got even tighter and you squirmed uncomfortably under his fingers. “Your father wanted me to remind you about the party tonight.”

Zeke threw his head back with a groan, finally loosening his vice grip on you. “Fuck, I forgot.”

“I figured.”

“I’ve been distracted,” Zeke smirked, turning his head to look at you. You avoided his gaze and looked instead at Levi’s unchanging face. Even in your semi dazed state, you couldn’t help but appreciate how handsome he was.

Levi cleared his throat. “You have,” he glanced at the time on his watch, “about 5 hours until guests start arriving.”

A party here? If they had been setting up you wouldn’t have noticed considering you’ve only gone between Zeke and your own room for the past few days. You hadn’t even set foot outside to get fresh air.

Zeke allowed you to go back to your room and rest up for the party. He was feeling especially nice today and thought it would be good for you, whether you wanted to go or not. Not to mention you would be much easier to access.

Levi tried to warn him against you going. Not that he minded keeping a watchful eye on you- you were a sight for Levi’s sore eyes- but it was extremely dangerous.

“Please, stay within my sight. Do not go anywhere without me or Zeke.”

You looked yourself over in your bathroom mirror as Levi gave you the ground rules. Do not leave either of their sights, do not speak to anyone else unless spoken to, do not let anyone else feed on you. Not that they had anything to worry about, you had no problem at all following any of the rules.

When you stepped out into the room, you couldn’t help but notice the crack in Levi’s usually bored expression. You couldn’t help but notice the way he averted his gaze and the way a pink blush came across his face.

“I look stupid, don’t I?” You sighed, looking down at the low cut, dark green, strappy ball gown Zeke had sent for you. “I don’t know why he wants me to wear shit like this. At least it has pockets.”

Levi coughed and when he looked back up at you, his usual expression was back. “You look fine. The green…. looks nice.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at the way his attempt at a compliment sounded so painful. You hadn’t really laughed much, if at all, since you’d been here. The sound was so foreign to both of your ears.

“Thank you, Levi.”

He led you through the castle, and for the first time you were able to appreciate the beauty of it. The different textures of brick, stone, and wood. The beautiful, cathedral ceilings and carved arches. Crimson curtains that hung in front of ginormous windows.

The closer the two of you got to the party, the louder it got. Music was playing, but not so loud that people couldn’t converse. You came to the front of the castle that you recognized from your first day, and people started coming into view.

Levi’s fingers slipped protectively to your back as you got closer.

Conversations lowered to a whisper or stopped all together as he led you through the entry way, and through a crowd of vampires. They could smell you. The sweet, intoxicating scent that came from you.

Color flooded your face and neck as you did your best to avoid eye contact. It was terrifying to be walking through a group of creatures that want nothing more than to eat you.

Levi’s hand pressed harder into you to hurry you along through the crowd, and into a massive ball room with even more individuals.

He led you to where Zeke stood with four others, a drink in his hand. He grinned when you approached and you tried your best to give back the most hesitant smile you could muster. His hand replaced Levi’s at your back and it felt wrong. You hadn’t realized how comfortable Levi’s touch was until it was replaced. You must be going crazy. Stockholm Syndrome, or something.

It didn’t take long for Zeke and short, black haired woman to hit it off. He had all but forgotten about you once her hand slid it’s way down his chest.

“Stay next to Levi, pet,” Zeke muttered in your ear before being whisked away by the attractive woman.

Pet. The word made you feel disgusting. You hated it.

When Zeke left you, it felt like all eyes latched back onto your figure. People had stopped staring for the most part up until this point. It was making you feel increasingly uncomfortable until you felt someone brush your shoulder.

“You want to get some air? Everyone’s staring at you.”

“Thanks, I hadn’t noticed,” you huffed, crossing your arms in front of your chest. “But yes, please.”

Levi’s fingers once again found a comfortable spot on your lower back and led you out towards the giant patio and garden. Lights lit the ground as you walked away from the house. Far enough that you wouldn’t be able to feel anyone staring.

Levi reluctantly pulled himself from you once you were outside. He couldn’t help but note how soft the silk felt. How tight it was against your body.

You took a deep breath once the door closed behind you. It was suffocating being close to so many monsters like that. Though you had grown to trust Levi for the most part, you couldn’t help but treat even him like an animal. Something that could turn on you and kill you at any point. But another human could do the same, you suppose.

A field of lush, freshly cut grass lined the lawn past the patio. It looked too enticing for you not to go put your bare feet into.

You tossed the strappy heels that had been rubbing blisters onto the cobblestone and made your way to the grass. It was soft and tickled your toes as you clenched the earth beneath you.

Deciding the dress didn’t matter, you plopped down onto the grass. Your fingers weaved their ways through the grass and you closed your eyes. Getting down into the ground like this was apparently a great way to elevate anxiety. You figured you’d give it a shot.

Levi watched as you sat in the grass. Arms out behind you, long legs out in front of you, ankles crossed, head tossed back, the moon illuminating your beautiful features as your chest rose and fell, slowly. Sinful thoughts threatened his mind as his eyes raked their way up your body. He shook them away, still not allowing himself to get comfortable with the idea of you.

You had lasted the longest out of any slave that he’d seen Zeke have. It was surprising, the amount of restraint Zeke had been able to use and the amount of blood you were able to give.

Levi found himself next to you before he knew it. As if his feet carried him there without his mind ever telling him to do it. The thought of Zeke hurting you just had that effect on him. Protectiveness. Closeness.

“I have a question,” you start, opening an eye to look up at the vampire next to you.

Levi hummed in response, getting down on the ground next to you. You looked so peaceful down there, he wanted to see if it could work for him too. He sat with his knees crossed and leaned back, staring up into the starry sky.

“Zeke’s a relatively tall guy…”

“Don’t.”

“So I have to wonder why his body guard is so much shorter than him.”

“You brat.”

The both of you couldn’t help but crack smiles. Yours much bigger than Levi’s but you noticed it, whether he wanted to show it to you or not.

For just a moment, you had forgotten your situation. That you were kidnapped not too long ago. Plucked right off the street to be turned into a slave.

Your smile fell and you were sad and defeated all over again.

“You know why my parents named me Clover?”

Levi stayed silent, listening.

“They thought it would bring me good luck,” you said flatly. “Isn’t that funny? They thought it would bring me good luck, and here I am. A virgin with a rare blood type, in a country full of vampires.”

Levi didn’t really know what to say. What could he say except that he was sorry that you’re here. That he’s forced to take part in this because of his own shitty bloodline. Maybe he should tell you. Maybe another time.

Bzz!

Levi’s phone went off in pocket. He pulled it out and sighed.

“I have to go deal with something. Don’t move a muscle.”

“I won’t.”

“I’m serious, Clover. Don’t.”

You rolled your eyes and didn’t reply as his footsteps retreated behind you. Where were you supposed to go anyway? Run away? To where?

You’ve seen rough maps of Paradis Island, where Eldia is located, but nothing more. Apart from your countries fearing each other for centuries, not much is known about Eldia at all in Marley. We knew something was wrong with them, we just didn’t know what. Now you know. They really are devils.

When the sound of footsteps in the grass came from behind you once more, you turned your head, expecting to see the familiar guard. But it wasn’t him. A red headed guy, a good few years younger than you approached.

You sat up immediately and searched behind him for Levi. This was the exact situation the two of you feared.

“So you’re Zeke’s new toy I’ve heard so much about,” he smirked as he got closer. He plopped down onto the ground next to you as you scooted further away. Your heartbeat was so loud in your chest you were sure he could hear it. Surely he knew how afraid you were and would leave. “I’m Floch, a friend of Zeke’s.”

As you pulled yourself further away, he just got closer. Your mind reeled, trying to figure out the best way to handle this. Should you be nice? Maybe you should trust him. No. He said he was friends with Zeke. Zeke isn’t a good person. But Levi’s associated with Zeke. But that doesn’t mean he’s friends with him. Shit.

“I’m uh, Clover,” you say quietly. His hand clasped tightly around your wrist to keep you from going anywhere. His brows furrowed into mock concern.

“I’m not going to hurt you, Clover,” he sighed, his face coming closer to yours. “I can hear how scared you. Don’t be. I just want a taste.”

“S-stop. Please.”

Without warning, he rolled himself on top of you. You gasped at the sudden weight on your body and terror flooded your veins.

He was too strong. Much stronger than your measly human strength. There was no stopping him. No stopping the lips that trailed down your neck as he inhaled you. No stopping the tears and sobs that racked your body as you begged him to stop. No stopping the thoughts of death. You were sure this was it.

You felt the now familiar feeling of fangs breaking the soft skin of your neck and the brain numbing feeling that comes after. Your body went limp, no longer having the will or energy to fight him off. You were nearly a vegetable in this state.

“Fuck,” he moaned, your crimson blood covering his mouth and chin. He grinned as he licked his lips and rolled his eyes. “This is incredible.”

He didn’t have just a taste. He had much more. Too much. More than Zeke had even ever had of you. You could feel your energy depleting and you raised a hand to try to push him off but you were weaker than usual. It was hopeless. Dots of black came into your field of vision. Your eyelids were heavy. Impossibly heavy. It was too hard to keep them open anymore. You finally let them fall, no longer feeling anything that was happening to you anymore.

[swampratsstuff]

Part 2?

Levi x Reader (kind of?)

reader has name

It felt like hours had passed as you and Levi sat in silence. He was doing his best to let you try to process the information for as long as you needed.

“Where am I?” You finally croak out, but immediately doubled over in pain. Your stomach was empty and cramping to a nearly unbearable point. Not to mention the rawness of your throat from dehydration.

“Before we continue this conversation we need to get some food in you. How many days has it been since you’ve eaten or had water?”

“Two or three days for food, and I drank some water from the shower,” you replied sheepishly.

Levi shook his head in disgust. Not at you, but the way the slave traders treated you. “I thought so. Come on, let’s go find you something in the kitchen.”

He started for the kitchen and you followed quietly behind him. Murmurs and whispers erupted throughout the castle as you followed him. You kept your head down and avoided anyones eyes out of fear. If they’re vampires, who else is? Will they kill you? So many questions raced through your mind and you caught yourself reaching for Levi’s coat out of fear. You needed something to anchor you and so far he’s made you feel safer than anyone else here. But you stopped yourself just as your fingers grazed the fabric.

“You okay back there?” He asked, glancing back for a second to see the intense look of fear in your eyes.

You ignored him and continued to follow through long hallways and down a stone spiral staircase until you reached the kitchen.

“Leave,” Levi barked at the staff residing inside.

“Yes, Captain Levi,” they all replied in unison and scurried from the kitchen. Levi gestured to the table in the middle for you to sit down.

You place yourself down in the seat and look around at the kitchen. It had modern equipment but was covered in brick and stone. It was quite beautiful.

“Is bread and cheese okay?” Levi asked you. You barely nod as he moves quickly around the kitchen for you.

After gathering everything on a tray, he placed it in front of you where you wasted no time in grabbing for the water. You gulped it down quickly, leaving yourself panting as water ran down the side of your face.

Levi quirked an eyebrow up at you as his lips twitched into a small smile. “More?”

“Yes, please.”

He filled your glass again as you tore off bits of bread and cheese. The bread was delicious and fresh and made you feel ravenous. You tried your best to eat small bites to not make yourself sick but it was hard.

“Alright now you’re better equipped to ask questions. Your stomach rumbling was distracting.”

“You could hear that?”

Levi nodded and tried to not watch you as you ate.

“I never got your name,” Levi said.

You gulp down the bread you had in your mouth. “Clover.”

Cute. Levi shook the thought from his brain and cleared his throat. “I’m Captain Levi Ackerman, Zeke’s personal guard.”

You cringe at Zeke’s name. Zeke. Your new what? Master? What is he going to have you call him? What will he do to you?

“You never fully answered me earlier,” you tell him. “Why am I here, Levi?”

He sighed and rubbed a hand down his face. He hated this part. He hated all of it but seeing the horrified expressions on these women’s faces was haunting. He couldn’t look at you when he told you.

“You…,” he started, then sighed before continuing. “You were taken here from Marley to be a slaved feeder. A blood slave.”

“That’s what I thought,” you mumbled, setting down the piece of bread you had in your hand. Your stomach turned as images flooded your brain of being fed on by people. By Zeke. Would Levi get access to you too? He had been making you feel more comfortable and safe by the minute but that snapped. You couldn’t trust anyone here.

“What made you guess it?”

“Why else would my blood type and virginity matter? I was either going to be used for breeding or this and well, the whole vampire thing kind of gives it away.”

Levi stayed silent, not knowing what to say.

“Wait,” you said quietly as his words really began to sink in. From Marley. Panic began to set in and you stood up, sending the chair clattering to the floor behind you. “Wait no. What do you mean taken from Marley? Where the fuck am I?”

Levi reached his hands out to calm you, but you backed away from him.

“Clover, you’re in Eldia.”

Eldia? Fucking Eldia?

“Oh Maker,” you whisper. Oxygen started to become harder to get as you began to hyperventilate. Ringing started in your ears as you sank down onto your knees and tears start spilling over. “I thought it was just a mean thing people would say. But Eldia is really full of devils.”

The insult didn’t hurt Levi’s feelings at all. If he were from Marley he would probably think the same. You especially had every right to look at them as devils. As monsters.

He looked away as you sobbed on the floor. You wanted to be strong and be that girl who was stoic and strong. But you were terrified. You were in enemy territory where you would most likely die and there was no way of just running home. There was no way of escaping. The realization was overwhelming.

A soft knock brought you and Levi’s attention to the woman at the door. She curtsied and bowed her head at Levi.

“Sorry, Captain Levi,” she said as she glanced briefly at your tear stained face, then back at him. “Her room is ready.”

Levi nodded and sent her away. He sighed and walked over to you, extending his hand to help you up.

“Come on, let’s get you to your room,” he said. You weren’t worried about him hurting you anymore as you grab his hand to help you off the cold floor. You didn’t care if you died anymore. There was no point when there was no way of getting home and you were guaranteed a life of misery and pain here.

You followed Levi back through the castle to a wooden door next to Zeke’s room. It also had a keypad lock to it, where Levi shielded you from seeing the code as he put it in.

The room inside was very different from Zeke’s. It was much smaller and looked more like the rest of the castle with dark, wooden floors, rock work walls, and two slender windows on either side of a Queen sized bed. A small bathroom and a small closet attached to the room on the left side as well.

“There’s a phone over there that can make calls to certain numbers. Mine is in there if you need me, as well as the kitchens number if you need food,” Levi said as you stepped in. You nodded silently and glanced to where he pointed at the nightstand. “I’ll have someone come up and measure you for your size so clothes can be bought for you.”

Levi turned to walk out but you grabbed the cuff of his sleeve to stop him.

“Wait,” you whispered meekly. “My friend was with me when I was taken. Her name is Jane. Do you think you could find out where she is? If she’s dead?”

Levi stared at you as he thought about your question. It would be a waste of his time to do it, but you just looked so sad. So defeated. He couldn’t help but want to bring some light to your face- and him be the reason why.

“I’ll see what I can find out.”

You let his sleeve go with a sigh of relief. “Thank you, Levi.”

He nodded and started for the door but stopped before closing it behind him. “By the way, this door has a electronic lock on both sides. I’m not allowed to give you the code. Once this door is shut you can’t leave unless someone else opens it for you.”

You swallowed the panic that was starting to bubble up and nodded your head. You watched him leave and as soon as the door was shut, you let out a wailing cry that was closer to a scream.

Two days passed before Zeke finally called for you. You had spent the days going from the bathtub to the bed, over and over. Whichever sounded better. The food was at least good. And the clothes they brought you were a good mix of comfortable and casual and sandals, at your request. The weather was warm so they brought some short dresses and skirts- at Zeke’s request. All the necklines for the shirts made your neck and shoulders easily accessible.

Levi knocked then entered your room to find you laid on the bed staring at the ceiling. This was the first time you had seen him since the first day you were here.

“Zeke is ready to see you.”

The words sent chills down your spine. If there were anymore tears for you to cry you would have shed them. But you were all dried up at this point. You nodded and got up to follow him.

He lead you next door to Zeke’s open door.

When you walked in, your smell practically hit Zeke like a train and his fangs extended from his gums involuntarily. He couldn’t believe he couldn’t smell you when he first saw you.

“You may leave us, Levi.”

Levi hesitated as he glanced at you. He knew you were scared and he hated to leave you alone with him. But this was part of the job. This was the routine. This is why he didn’t get attached or remember faces. Yours was going to be so hard to forget.

Levi left you in the room with the vampire that now owns you. Zeke patted the sofa cushion next to him, inviting you to sit. You chewed your lip nervously and carefully watched him as you sat down.

You sat as far away as possible from him on the sofa. You could see the way he hungrily watched you as you walked towards him. It was extremely unnerving.

“So,” he started, smiling as he eyed you up and down. He held his gaze on your throat before coming up to meet your eyes. “I’m glad you’re here, Clover.”

‘Against my will’ you wanted to say.

You hated the way he said your name. It made your skin crawl. You fought every urge to cringe away from him when he said it. Levi must have told him what it was.

“I’m Zeke, as I’m sure Levi told you. I hope he’s at least told you why you’re here, and broke the news to you that vampires exist.”

That word. Vampire. It still didn’t feel real to you.

“Yes,” you whispered, eyes cast down to your fingers you have been nervously picking at.

“I’m sure it’s a bit of a shock. I hope you’ve adjusted some. You’ll learn to enjoy it here, I promise.”

You felt your hair be pushed away from your neck and Zeke shift closer. You cringe away but he grabs your shoulder to hold you still as he puts his face in your neck and inhales.

“Fuck,” he groaned. “You’re going to taste so good.”

You heard the click of his fangs and you sucked in a shuttering breath. Fear had struck every bit of your nerves and you do your best not to cry. You try to think of happy last thoughts.

Your parents. You hope they don’t mourn you for too long and that they know you loved them.

Your favorite moments with your friends. Flashes of memories with them rushed through your brain.

Zeke’s grip was so tight as he scraped his sharp teeth across your smooth skin. He resisted the urge to moan as he imagined what your blood will taste like as it pours into his mouth.

When his fangs finally prick your skin, you gasp at the sharpness. But the pain quickly subsided and turned into almost a pleasure. Your body relaxed in Zeke’s arms as he greedily lapped up the blood that poured down your neck and down your shirt.

Your blood was the most delectable thing he had ever tasted.

He groaned and forced himself to not drain you dry. He couldn’t. He needed to taste this for as long as he possibly could. The Virgin blood was always going to be sweet but that wasn’t even the best part. There was something in your blood that was nearly irresistible.

He pulled himself off of you as you laid limp and in a blissful sedation. He ripped your shirt from your body and ran his tongue over every inch of where your blood had run down between your breasts. This wasn’t sexual for him in the least- purely for the sake of the beast within him not wanting to waste a drop of your precious blood.

Once he lapped up the last of it of your body, he collapsed next to you, breathless and more than satisfied. Your blood was better than any sex or drug or drink he had ever had.

It was intoxicating and you were all his.

[swampratsstuff]

"Sir, they've arrived."

Zeke Yeager looked up from his book at his personal guard. He gave him a nod of acknowledgement, then placed the book onto the coffee table.

"Thank you, Levi. Tell them I'll be down in a minute."

Levi gave a curt nod, shut the door, then spoke into his earpiece, letting the other guards know that Zeke would be down soon.

Zeke adjusted his sweater and gave himself a once over before leaving his bedroom. Levi followed in his stead like a shadow.

This was always a thrilling experience for Zeke. He loved getting a new pet. He loved the power, the ownership over another being. He got off on it. The feeling of having someone completely bend to his will was nearly euphoric to him.

They walked through the huge castle until the two men reached the doors to the study. Levi opened the grand doors for Zeke and followed in behind him, making sure to shut the door behind them.

Inside the room were four trembling, naked young women and two men- a father and son. You were one of the four. The older man was short and chunky, with a balding head. The younger was on the chunkier side as well but sported a full head of red hair. Zeke flashed them a bright, toothy smile.

The women were chained together at the ankles, wrists, and neck. A single, thick chain roped them together.

"Your grace," the two men said in unison, bowing their heads in respect to Zeke when he walked in.

"Hello, Dimo, Flegel," Zeke said, placing a hand out for the father to shake. "You know you may call me Zeke."

"Sorry, your gr- I mean Zeke," Dimo said, sticking his hand in Zeke's to shake it. After he shook hands with Dimo, he moved on to Flegel. Once Dimo retired, it his was going to be his son who took over the family business of selling humans.

"So these are the girls?"

"Yes, handpicked personally for you." Zeke eyed the women carefully. He stroked his bearded, blonde chin and looked them up and down. As he reached out a hand to one of them, she let out a terrified wail.

"Quiet, you," Flegel snapped, smacking the woman upside her head. The other women flinched but made sure to keep their mouths shut.

Zeke glanced at Flegel then back at the scared woman. "I'm not going to hurt you," he soothed, touching her face softly. He grabbed her chin his fingers and turned her slowly.

"She's very healthy, comes from a long history of healthy people."

"Any of them virgins?" Zeke asked.

Dimo grinned and walked over to grab a fist full of your hair. You wince and will the tears away that had formed in your eyes. They were so rough with the four of you.

"This one right here, sir."

Zeke tried to mask the grin that was forming on his face as he eyed you. He hungrily took your body in as he observed you- inspected you. You felt like an animal in a cage.

He approached you and Dimo released his grip on you. You wanted to let out the breath you had been holding but as Zeke got closer, you continued to hold it. He pushed your soft hair away from your neck and observed it. He lifted his hand and ran a finger across your pulsing vein before he leaned in to inhale your scent.

"You smell delicious," he muttered in your ear. The sound of his voice and the hot breath on your skin made you cringe away. He pulled away and looked down at your bare chest. "You look delicious as well."

You hardened your face to mask the fear you felt as best as you could.

But what else were you supposed to feel but fear? You were walking back to your apartment with a friend just two days ago. You had indulged yourself for one night and decided to go to a bar just to get kidnapped on your way home. You feared what might have happened to your friend. Was she in the same predicament as you? Where even are you?

"How much?" Zeke asked, looking away from you and to the slave traders behind you.

"100,000," Dimo replied.

"Seems a little steep," Zeke grunted.

"Virgins usually are, your grace. She's also got a rare blood type."

Zeke's eyebrow quirked up in surprise as he studied you once more. His gaze felt like slime coating your body. You looked away in disgust and shame. You hated the way your naked body was on display for him. And why does your virginity and blood type matter?

"Has she been tasted yet?"

"No, sir. Yours and yours alone."

This sold him on you. He wanted you to be completely his in every way. No one except him will know what it's like to have your sweet, virgin blood coating their tongues.

"Fine- I'll take her."

You stared at him wide eyed. You had a pretty good idea of what was happening but it was hard to process.

Zeke glanced back at this guard and grinned. "You want to check any out, Levi?"

You look to see the short, black haired man look away from you all. His face was scrunched up slightly in disgust. "No, I'm good. Thank you anyways, your grace."

"Suit yourself," Zeke said with a grin, then looked up to your captors. "I'll have the bank wire the money."

They nodded and unlatched your shackles. You immediately covered your exposed body to the best of your ability. Zeke snapped his fingers and called Levi over.

"Take her to my room," he said, then turned his attention to you. He ran a tough thumb along your jawline. You flinched away, his touch feeling violating. "Get cleaned up for me."

Levi nodded silently and walked to grab your arm. The other women all looked at you with worried faces as the guard dragged you away. His fingers dug into the skin of your bicep roughly and you fought against his grip once out of the room.

"If you cooperate this will be much easier," he grunted, continuing to drag you down a long hallway.

You stop fighting against his strong grip and stumbled along with him. There was no use in fighting him, he was obviously significantly stronger than you.

Levi hated this part of his job. You were the second young woman this month that Zeke had purchased and it was always Levi who had to deal with the aftermath. He was the one who had to get rid of the lifeless bodies and arrange for the next to be brought in. He felt a pang of guilt as he dragged you to Zeke's room.

When the two of you arrived, he put in a passcode on the electronic lock on the huge doors. The room was massive and extremely modern for an old castle. Windows lined the wall behind a king sized bed with navy satin sheets. A standing, double sided fireplace was put in the middle of the room with a couch and chairs on the side opposite from the bed. A television hung up on the wall facing the couch.

Levi led you through the room and through a door to a bathroom that nearly matched the room. The floors were white tiled and the counter top a navy to match the sheets.

"I'll bring you some clothes while you shower," Levi said, not daring to look at your face or your naked figure. It was easier for him not to get familiar with your face so it didn't haunt him after Zeke drained you dry.

Levi hoped it wouldn't end that way, but there was a good chance. Though, you were a little different.

Your scent was intoxicating, even he could smell you when he was close to you. Virgin blood was strong but it must be your unique blood type that made you so... enticing.

He was going to be very busy keeping other vampires away from you.

Once Levi left the bathroom, you could only stare. Stare at your reflection in the long mirror that spanned the entire wall. The fluorescent lights beat down on your dirty skin as you took in your appearance. It wasn't very many days but you could barely recognize yourself.

Your face was puffy and red from crying for days. Your hair looked greasy and gross and red pimples threatened you underneath your skin.

Your eyes are what looked the scariest though. There were much darker circles surrounding your eyes than you were used to. It had been days since you'd slept or eaten anything and you felt so weak you didn't know how you were supposed to shower.

You tried your best though. The hot water was welcoming on your dirty skin. Even though you were confused by what was happening, you weren't about to turn down a hot shower. You gulped down bits as they rained down from the shower head. You were so dehydrated, it didn't matter that this was for the shower. Water was water.

After washing away the days captivity away and crying for who knows how long, you finally emerge from the comfort of the shower. Two towels, a stack of clothes, and some toiletries had been left on the counter for you.

The clothes were black sweat pants and a white t-shirt, both slightly too big on you. You watched yourself as you brushed your wet hair and brushed your teeth. Your eyes were swollen and bloodshot but looked like there was no life left inside them.

You knew you had to try to find a way out. First and foremost you had to find out where you were.

Levi waited patiently for you in Zeke's bedroom. He tapped his foot as he drank tea and tried to prepare himself for anything once you came out of that bathroom. If you did.

He's experienced it all in his many years in Zeke's service. This was always the worst part.

He has had girls kill themselves in the bathroom, try to kill him, try to run, try to kill Zeke even. This is why Zeke stays away for the first day to let the new ones adjust. Levi was left to deal with the mess.

He also had to prepare himself to handle being around you and the way you smelled. The intense, intoxicating aroma that came off of you nearly made him weak in the knees. He had luckily been around for long enough to control himself but he can't say the same for others. Protecting you would be a full time job if Zeke doesn't drain you first.

When you finally emerged from the bathroom, Levi quickly came to his feet. Treating you like an animal, he didn't try to approach you. It was best you come to him first.

You stared blankly around the room. Everything was so overwhelming and you felt so much fear and anxiety it was nearly making you numb.

When your eyes landed on Levi's you two just stared at each other. You could tell he was just as cautious of you as you were with him. Though he could kill you in an instant if need be.

You open your mouth to speak but close it immediately.

"I'm not going to hurt you," Levi said calmly, not daring to move a muscle. Humans are unpredictable creatures.

You didn't trust him at all. How could you? You're in an unfamiliar place after being kidnapped and sold. What is your place here? What is your purpose? A ludicrous thought entered your mind but you quickly brushed it away. It was crazy.

You walked slowly into the rest of the room but careful not to step towards him. You glance somewhat frantically at the door as you move through the room.

"I know you want to run, but I promise there's no point in trying," he sighed. You stop and begin evaluating him.

He was short, maybe even shorter than you. He was slim but by his grip he had earlier, you were sure that somewhere underneath that suit, there were muscles. Maybe you could outrun him? You did track in high school and had fairly long legs. You were naturally pretty strong as well, maybe you could even defend yourself.

You almost laughed at that thought considering you allowed yourself to get kidnapped and he dragged you down the hallway with no issues. You scratched the defending yourself plan pretty quickly.

Your eyes skated around the room. There wasn't a knick knack or anything close to a weapon in sight. That idea would have to scrapped as well. The only thing left was to try to run.

In a split second decision, you turned on your bare feet and booked it for the door.

Levi watched you and sighed. He was just glad you didn't try to come after him.

When you reached the door, you yanked hard to pull it open just for it to be slammed and locked immediately. You jumped and fell back onto your backside at Levi's sudden appearance in front of you. No one moves that fast.

"What the fuck," you whispered, backing up on the marble floor away from him. Fear and adrenaline shot through your body as you trembled. What was happening?

"I told you it was pointless. You are physically incapable of outrunning me."

He walked slowly to you as you scooted further away from him. Your back hit the wall as he squatted down to get to your level.

"I'm sure you have questions. Let's just sit down so I can answer them," he said, standing up and holding a hand out for you. You glanced between him and his hand and refused to take it. You pulled yourself up and hesitantly walked to one of the chairs and sat down.

Levi sat on the opposite side of the room from you to give you some space. You obviously haven't figured out what he was yet but was sure after the supernatural speed you had some sort of idea. Or at least questions.

"So do you wan-"

"Are you a vampire?" You whispered, almost so quietly it barely came out. Levi's supernatural hearing was unbothered by the quietness of your voice.

"Yes."

The answer made your stomach flip and your head begin to spin. You had felt so stupid when it left your mouth but he answered honestly. You would puke if there were anything in your stomach to puke.

"Prove it." Your voice trembled and you wanted to take it back. Why would you want him to prove it?

He sighed and walked over to you very slowly so you could see him better. You scooted back into your chair in fear as he sat in the chair next to you. He hooked a long, slender finger into his mouth and pulled back his lips to reveal a long, sharpened fang.

"Holy shit," you whispered, staring at his pearly whites. You wanted to reach out and touch the sharpened tooth but forced yourself not to. They had to be fake though. There was no way vampires were real. They were in movies and erotic novels. A gasp fell from your lips when Levi willed them back up into his gums. It was nearly painful. His fangs came out when he was hungry and being this close to you made him feel like he was starving.

"Listen, I know this is a lot." The sincerity in his voice was almost comforting to you. "Do you have any other questions?"

"Why am I here?" Your own voice was so meek and scared, you didn't recognize it. You didn't feel real. None of this did.

"This is the home of King Grisha Yaeger. The man who... boughtyou is one of his sons, Prince Zeke Yaeger."

You tried to blink away the tears at the word 'bought' and shook your head. "Nope. No."

He stayed silent as he watched you try to process the information. He was sincere when he said he knew this was a lot. You were taken from your home to a place you were unfamiliar with. You travelled so far and didn't even know it yet.