#♱）levitt ﹒୨୧

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Levitt - Bardo

꒰ ୨୧ ꒱ ⸝⸝ You got captured in Bardo, and while Levitt was sifting through your memories he came across a more private one, and ever since then, you've been on his mind 24/7. italics are the memory. ﹒ 　 ⊹ 　⤷ cw: smut, fingering, nsfw, slight spoilers, jealousy

It was my second day entering M-cap, the first day I arrived I struggled and fought. They had decided to give me a day to settle in and catch up with myself.

Real sweet.

I got to Bardo through the anomaly, being pushed in by the Children of Gabriel. Luckily the prisoner on Skyring only had a year left. Had I gone peacefully I probably wouldn't have been in this mess. I wasn't even sure why they wanted my memories, I had no clue what 'key' they were talking about.

I was born a nightblood on Sanctum, never really believing in their so-called 'Ascension' and immortal gods, so I ran past the barriers before my naming day. That's when the COG found me, they had chased me all the way to the anomaly, dragging me and shoving me in, they didn't believe me when I said I wasn't a prime. So much for 'saving' humanity.

Levitt, the M-cap guy, says I'm lucky I wasn't split in half when entering Skyring.

Death would've been better than having every memory I've made sifted through.

Not that I cared what he saw, I had nothing to hide.

Once I got comfortable in the white chair Levitt buckled my hands and feet down. It all seemed a bit much really.

"Don't trust me?" I say, my eyes following his figure as he steps into the big empty space, waving his fingers around rapidly.

"Safety measure, you did kill five of our men after all." I didn't need to see him to tell the face he was making. I rolled my eyes, not that he could see anyway.

"I saw that,"

Nevermind.

After a few more minutes of his hands waving in the air, he walked back up to me, 'clicking' on me and raising the lever, "It'll only hurt if you fight it," Levitt's eyes were still averting my gaze.

"Alright, easy question. Imagine you're in a sandy desert with a vast purple sky, and a hand suddenly reaches out to you, who is it?"

I really had to think long and hard on this one, and he said it was easy. After a few minutes of nobody showing up in his lenses, he sighed, suddenly feeling pity for me. Everyone had an answer to that question.

Nobody had ever wanted to get to know me for me, it was always about my blood and naming day.

"That's fine, slideshow it is." He assured, walking back to the large space at the end of my chair.

"Turning my memories into a movie, who would've thought," I let out a tired snicker, the beams from the machine wearing me down.

"Just searching for the key, I won't invade too much," His hands began a left-swiping motion, sifting through important and non important memories.

I watched him closely as his motions came to a halt, and he seemed to freeze. Had he found what he wanted?

In fact, he found more.

Unbeknownst to me, Levitt was watching me naked in his glasses, The system can usually filter stuff like this out, there must've been a malfunction, but he couldn't stop watching.

I was in front of a mirror, legs spread and fully naked. Staring down at myself I glided my hands all over my body, taking hold of my tits and then slowly skimming down to my thighs, caressing them gently.

Even with the bad lighting, you could see how soaked I was. My fingers lightly trailed down, and down, until they reached my soaked cunt. Rubbing it in circles I released the sweetest moan.

Levitt got snapped out of the memory when he heard the door open, revealing Anders, the leader of the disciples. He quickly exited out of the memory and took off the glasses with a bright smile, using his hands to discreetly cover his bulge. Praying that nobody would notice he tried to calmly collect himself.

"Levitt! Found anything useful?" Anders asked, looking towards my exhausted state.

Levitt cleared his throat, not daring to move from where he was, "Not quite yet, my leader, but we're close. I feel I could find it after a good night's rest," He tried to come up with an excuse to get out of there and run to his room to replay my memory over and over again.

Anders stared at him, his eyes squinting while evaluating his entire being.

"Since you did great last prisoner, I'll get someone to swap with you."

Levitt felt his heart drop, he didn't want anyone else to see me vulnerable, to invade my being like he had.

Lucky for Levitt, I began thrashing around at Ander's sentence, using the last of my energy to poke my head with the sharp probes. Disciples immediately rushed to sedate me.

Levitt let go of a breath he didn't even know he was holding.

Anders looked back towards Levitt and nodded, a signal he was relieved of his duties.

"You'll do her M-cap tomorrow, then," Arden said.

Levitt took one last glance towards me, watching as the disciples picked up my body carefully before nodding and taking his leave.

It was the next day, Levitt having spent the whole night replaying the scene over and over in his head. So when he finally saw me again, all he could do was imagine what was under my clothes.

"So, how do those glasses work?" I chirped up, my voice more rested than yesterday.

Levitt strapped my limbs down, examining my attire. Though it was only sweatpants and a clean white shirt, he thought I never looked sexier.

"They go through the memory part of your brain, whatever memory you think of I can see, and if needed, I can forcefully bring them up," He explained as simply as he could.

Though you still had questions a bright idea came to your head. if I couldn't torture him physically, I'd torture him mentally.

Levitt asked his base question to get you started, "Just like last time, you're in a desert with a vast purple sky," He adjusted the bar, "There's a hand reaching out, who is it?"

I immediately thought of my ex, Jace.

Ex was a stretch. He was more like a guy I had a one-night stand with.

"Jace..." Levitt repeated his name, waving his hands around more, "And who is Jace to you?" Part of him asked because of standard protocol, and another asked to find out who the fuck this guy was to me.

I smiled before answering, my voice laced with amusement, "A one-night stand, though I still think about that night," I began thinking of the night with Jace, me on all fours in front of the familiar mirror with Jace behind me.

Levitt felt a pang of anger towards this, he took off the glasses and set them on the small table.

I let out a small laugh.

"You think this is funny?" He asked, walking slowly towards me.

"Why? You jealous?"

Levitt scoffed, "Definitely not,"

"You're not acting like it," I teased.

"You're the one tied to the chair, you should be careful what you say to me," He threatened, now inches away from my tied-down body.

If I said this wasn't turning me on, I'd be lying.

"Jealous he's a better fuck?" I giggled, "What are you gonna do, Levitt?"

My words lit a fire in him, his eyes glazed over with a ball of lust.

"I could make you feel better with just my fingers,"

"What's stopping you?"

I flushed as his fingers roamed my clothed body, only settling when he hit my clothed pussy, rubbing my cunt in circles, eliciting a sultry-soaked moan at the sensation.

"Already moaning like that?" It was his turn to tease.

"Stop teasing,"

He smirked, snaking his hands into the waistband of my sweatpants and panties. The feeling of his fingers finally on my pussy sent a shiver down my body, making me exhale shakily.

His fingers slid up and down my slit a few times, before he entered one finger, making me gasp and the sudden entry. His thumb made quick work with my clit, rubbing antagonizingly slow circles around it.

My moans only grew louder, I had worried people were going to hear but my worry was quickly absolved when he entered a second finger.

His fingers curled upwards, reaching places I couldn't with my own fingers.

I wanted to grab ahold of him. My arms began shaking, trying to free myself. Levitt noticed and quickly unbuckled my hands with his free one. As soon as I did I grabbed ahold of his shirt dragging him down to my level, moaning into his ear from the pleasure. My face was cradled into his neck, and he began kissing and sucking on mine.

"Who's gonna make you cum, baby?" He whispered into my ear, a newfound wave of confidence washing over him.

I couldn't respond, too focused on his fingers pumping in and out of me.

I began whining once he took his fingers out, "Why?" I whined out.

"I want you to say it," He demanded.

"You, you're gonna make me cum," I muttered, grabbing his arm and practically shoving him back inside me, filling the place I needed him most.

I felt his smirk form on my neck, my legs began shaking, my orgasm sneaking up on me. He felt it too as I clenched around him. His thumb began circling my clit faster as I bucked up into his fingers, needing to cum on them.

My grip on his arm tightened, and my moans grew in volume as my high washed over me, making me arch into him.

"Levitt," I moaned out while he finger fucked me through my climax.

He pulled out his fingers which were now coated with my slick and pushed them into my mouth which I graciously sucked on.

"We've got to do that more," I said, earning a laugh from Levitt as he put his gloves and glasses back on.

"Ill find you tonight, now, who is Clarke?"

Clarke? What did they want with Clarke?

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