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babiexiao · 2 years

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fated to be together

pairing : fem!reader x levi ackerman

contains : DARK CONTENT AHEAD! please read with caution! modern!au, yandere!levi, feels like ooc levi too but it's meant to come across as him having a major soft spot for the reader, small age gap (in my brain levi's around 28 and reader is about 23) one sided pining (?), stalking in a way, non-con, dub-con (i'm tagging both just to be safe), panty sniffing, panty stealing, slight violence (he knocks the reader out but it's not graphic), fingering, oral (f receiving), praise, dumbification, creampie, possessive levi, he's a bit of a creep oopsies? i think that's all but please tell me if i've missed anything!

word count : 10.3k ( i can't believe i wrote this much wtf)

summary : it's a small world, because years later you find yourself becoming neighbours with levi once again, and he finds himself developing feelings for you, believing that fate had something to do with you two meeting once again.

omg okay i put my entire pussy into this fic tbh 😟fhjfkdh something about pervy levi makes me <3 AAAH i'm actually proud of this one not gonna lie. happy bday to levi 🥺 this ones for you my short bf <3 LMAOO anywayssss– this is proofread by me, but no guarantees i fixed everything so yeah, ignore any mistakes! likes / reblogs are appreciated and feedback is always welcomed <3

!! minors & ageless blogs, dni !!

Levi felt like he was going insane. Could he possibly be seeing things? No. He wasn’t that crazy… Was he? Maybe he was going blind– No, that was a stupid thought.

“Levi…? Holy shit–! I haven’t seen you in years!” The sound of a box hitting the floor makes Levi snap out of his daze, finally being able to focus on the person that was now jogging up to his frozen figure.

Oh my god… It was you. So he wasn’t seeing things, huh?

“____? H-Hey. It’s– Uh yeah, been… A while for sure.” He knows he could make more of an effort to sound excited – But the poor man was just so shocked that you were really there. Right in front of him. Face to face.

You were the younger sister of Levi’s closest friends, Hange. The two of you had grown up in neighbouring houses, seeing each other practically every day since Hange wasn’t capable of leaving Levi alone for more than five minutes. He had moved out of home after he finished university, which was a couple years ago along with your sibling and you hadn’t seen him since. Though the postcards he sent your family during the holiday seasons always made you smile, happy that he remembered you and your parents enough to do that even though he wasn’t entitled to.

“Mhm! Must be like… What? Three or four years?” You trailed off for a moment, trying to think back to the last time you saw Levi, then speaking up just as excited as before once you figured it out. “Three and a half years! How’re you? How’ve you been?”

“Yeah… Yeah I’ve uh, I’ve been good. Living, working, you know. Earning money and all that stuff.”

“Yeah? I’m really glad to hear that! This is sooo weird though–” Your hands flick towards him and then back at yourself, repeating the motion a couple of times to get your point across. “This is so weird. We’re neighbours– Again!”

“Small world, huh?”

“Oh shit– Sorry! You’re all dressed up. You… Must be going to work?”

Levi glances down at his watch and visibly holds back a sigh. He was going to be late. “I was, yeah.” He straightens himself up, pulling down the sleeves of his suit and fixing his tie (even though he really didn’t need to). “Hey, it’s actually really good to see you again. Don’t get into any trouble while I’m gone, yeah kid?”

You snort at the nickname he gave you. Immediately it brings back memories from your childhood and you can’t help but smile, giving Levi a wave as he walks off towards the elevator. “I know and I won’t! I’ll see you soon.”

Levi was so thankful he was the only one in the elevator, back hitting the wall and he let out the sigh that he’d been holding back for the last five minutes, finally.

“Holy shit.” He whispers. Only now did it really occur to him that it was really you. It really was a small world, and on top of being late– No thanks to Levi’s stupid alarm clock, he needed a new one really, it had failed him too many times and he could not afford to have his perfect schedule ruined again– He had to now work for eight hours, dealing with god knows how many annoying people while the image of you smiling kept flashing behind his eyes every time he blinked.

This was going to be a long day.

While Levi headed to work, you skipped over to the box you had dropped earlier out of excitement, gasping a little when you remembered there were picture frames in it. “Oh, thank god.” You exhaled with relief once you realised nothing had been broken, mentally scolding yourself for being so hyper and just dropping it out of nowhere.

The first thing you did when you entered your new apartment was open the windows and breathe in the fresh air from the balcony. You’d finally done it, finally moved out into your dream apartment, and now you were able to live your life the way you wanted, like a proper adult.

The silence was interrupted by a rather loud rumbling sound from your tummy. Your hand gave it a little pat as if to calm it down as you glanced at the clock on the wall. 9:04am. You’d been awake for a couple hours due to the excitement of moving into your new place and all you ate earlier was a muffin from the bakery down the street, and you needed some food in your stomach to become a functioning member of society.

Seeing as there was absolutely nothing in your fridge yet, apart from two cans of coke and a bottle of water, ordering food seemed like the easiest way to make yourself happy.

You took a seat on the couch in what will become the living room once you’ve unpacked all your things, waiting for your food to arrive. You let out a soft sigh as your body finally relaxed for the first time that morning. Moving was a fucking pain honestly, and you could not wait for it to all be over and done with.

You let your thoughts wander to your neighbour, Levi Ackerman. It brought a smile to your face. Seeing him again after so many years felt almost strange but somehow very comforting at the same time. Being in a brand new town was scary to say the least, but you could be at peace knowing there was someone here that you knew, someone that you would be able to lean on if things got rough on your own.

And in a split moment, you had an idea.

Rummaging around in your backpack, you found a pen and paper, quickly scribbling down a couple of sentences and walking back out of your place to slide the folded paper under Levi’s door and hoping he’d notice it.

It was just after 8pm when Levi finally got home, slightly scowling because the traffic was unbearable. He could have been home by seven, but no.

“Dumb fuckin’ drivers.” He murmurs under his breath, pulling out his key and unlocking the door to his apartment, The crinkling of paper underneath his shoes caught his attention. Bending down, he picked it up and unfolded it, reading it aloud (a bad habit, he could never read in his brain, the words get “too jumbled together” according to him).

Whenever you’re free from work, dinner at mine? I’ve learnt how to cook now! Come by at 7pm! Don’t be late, otherwise I get hangry… Let me know :) I’m free pretty much any day!

– The “kid” (I’m not a kid anymore by the way, but I’ll still let you call me that since ilu)

Levi smiled softly as he read through the note, eyes squinting as he got to the “ilu”. He did his best, he really did. Using all his brain power he had in that moment (there wasn’t much after a shitty day at work mind you) but it was too late for him to be thinking that hard, and he was not about to decode what that meant, not today anyway. He took off his shoes with the heels of his feet and walked to the kitchen bench, pulled out a pen from his bag, popping the cap open and he jotted down a reply with the neatest handwriting he could muster.

Saturday is my next day off. I’d love to have dinner. Also, my number is below in case you need to contact me. See you around.

– Levi.

Levi slid the paper under your door like you had done before. He would have knocked, but he knew how painful and annoying moving was and assumed you must have been asleep by now.

Eventually, Saturday rolled around after a long week. A long week for Levi, at least.

He stared at himself in the mirror – Black button down with grey pants seemed okay for dinner, right? He shook his head to get his hair into place, deciding it’ll do since he didn’t want to overthink about what outfit to wear, especially after already changing three times before he picked out the one he was wearing now. He didn’t even put this much effort into going on dates, so he wasn’t particularly sure why he was trying to put in so much effort for you…

He cleared his throat before knocking on your door, adjusting and playing around with the rings on his fingers as he waited for you to open up nervously.

“Door’s open!” You yelled, too occupied with dirty hands as you tried handling the melting chocolate in your hands.

Levi let himself in, making sure the door was closed behind him properly. The smell of food immediately hit his nose, making his stomach growl and he was so glad you weren’t beside him right now, that would have been embarrassing.

“Hey! Sorry I didn’t open the door, I uh– Well… Yeah.” You motioned at the mess on the kitchen table and chocolate over your hands with a shy smile.

“”S okay, need any help?” He asks, rolling up his sleeves and going to put away the rings on his fingers, ready to help you but you shook your head.

“You’re the guest tonight. I’ll be fine. Just forgot to put the chocolate in the fridge before I started with dinner so it’s everywhere. But that’s fine! The brownies will still turn out edible.”

He nods back, a smile playing on his lips.

He exhaled quietly as he took a seat on the stools placed on the other side of the kitchen bench.

You’d finally finished mixing the batter together for the brownies, putting them in the oven before going to cut the vegetables for the main meal you’d be having and making sure to clean up the mess on the kitchen counter, remembering how Levi was always a bit of a clean freak. You needed to make a good impression after all.

There was a comfortable silence between the two of you as Levi got lost in his thoughts. You really had grown up in the three or four years Levi hadn’t seen you.

That’s something he couldn’t really wrap his head around. He’d seen you grow up almost, from a kid to a teenager and now, an adult. Seeing you in the kitchen while you cut the carrots for the soup you’d be sharing really made Levi’s brain spin.

Or maybe it was the low cut top– No. No, why was he even looking there? He blinked a couple times, attempting to think about dinner to get the thought of your chest out of his mind. He shouldn’t be looking, it felt wrong. It was wrong. Was it? It was. It had to be. He’d never thought of you like that before… You were Hange’s younger sister… He was practically your older brother in a way, why did he look at your fucking che–

“Levi? Helloooo?” The waving hand in front of his face caught him off guard, almost falling off the stool he was seated on.

“Woah, careful there. You seemed like you were deep in thought.”

“Mm, a little. Just… Just work stuff.” He ran his fingers through his hair, letting it fall back into place and looked back at you. “You were calling my name?”

“Yep! Wanted to ask yay or nay to coriander?” (Cilantro for the American’s, don't bully me ;-;)

“Yay. Obviously. I’m a man of taste.”

“So you are Mr Ackerman, so you are.” And with a nod, you tossed a couple of leafs into the soup and checked up on the rice that was cooking away.

“So, you cook now?” He asks, fingers tapping against the kitchen counter as he tries to make conversation.

“Every so often. Had to learn ‘cause I wanted to move out, you know? Takeout every night doesn’t sound very appealing to me anyway. How come?”

“Just askin’. Remember when you burnt yourself and refused to enter the kitchen for like a week?”

“You remember that–!? That’s embarrassing.”

For the first time in three years, you heard Levi laugh again. It was rare, you remembered that. The man barely smiled, even to your sibling, Hange, Levi would always scowl whenever they gave him a hug or ruffled his hair. Instead, he’d rather show his affection through other ways, little words of affirmation when you really needed them, even going as far as to bring your favourite snacks. But a laugh? You felt lucky, special, to hear that again. “How could I forget? It was hilarious.”

“Glad my childhood suffering is funny to you, Ackerman.”

“Sorry, sorry. It’s just–” He stopped, catching his breath for a moment as his hand rested on his chest. “It was cute. You were terrified of the stove like it was the Boogeyman or something. Always asking Hange to cook you nuggets.”

“I was like five–”

“You were ten, actually.”

“Okay, I was ten, but it doesn’t mean I couldn’t be afraid of the stove at ten! That burn reaaaally hurt. Scarred me.”

“At least you learnt not to try to cook by yourself when you couldn’t even reach the stove.”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever.” You poke out your tongue at him, bursting out into laughter when Levi shook his head at your childish antics.

“Been wondering, did you move next to me because Hange mentioned it or, were you stalking me?”

“Stalking, duh.” Levi raises his eyebrows at you, almost like he was wondering if you were lying or not. He was so cute, gullible, which made pranks super fun to pull on him. “Levi– You’re as clueless as ever. It’s purely a coincidence, the rent was good and the block has a really nice view too. Hange didn’t mention you being here. Though if I’m being honest, I don’t even think they remember where your apartment is…”

Levi agrees, mentioning something about how it’s ‘not out of the ordinary for Hange to forget like that’.

It was reassuring the relationship Levi and you had as the both of you were growing up hadn’t changed very much. It was easy to fall back into the routine you two had before. Joking around as you continued to cook, poking fun at each other. The both of you spent dinner and dessert catching up on things, talking about family and personal lives happily, not a dull moment throughout the night.

“Oh, it’s getting late…” You noted, glancing at the time on your phone after Levi let out a small yawn, his nose scrunching up rather cutely. “You’ve had a long week, d’you wanna go and rest?”

“Is that okay? I feel like an old man because I’m yawning at 11:30.” He mumbles, attempting to rub the sleepiness out of his eyes.

“It’s ‘cause you are an old man.” You poke his stomach cheekily, standing up so you can walk him out.

“Barely older than you, kid.”

“Still old.” He gives you his legendary ‘tsk’ and flicks your forehead as gently as he could, smiling softly as you rub the spot with a small pout and call him a meanie.

“Thank you, for coming over for dinner and like, helping calm my nerves about this place, I guess? It’s a little scary being here alone, but the fact you’re here gives me… Warmth? It’s comforting. Your presence, it’s comforting.”

There was a silence between the both of you after what you had said. Panic surges through you and you look down at the ground, thinking you’d made him uncomfortable by being so open with your feelings and you quickly try to redeem yourself somehow.

“I-I’m sorry, that… That was so weird and uncalled for, fuck. I’m sor–”

Levi cuts you off by placing a hand on your shoulder gently. “It’s not weird, I just didn’t know what to say.” He starts, tilting your chin upwards so he can look at your face. You’re welcomed with a smile, and it feels like the worry from before suddenly melted. “I’m glad. I’m glad that you feel comforted by me. If you ever need anything, I’m a door across yeah? You’ve got my number too.”

A couple of months pass and the two of you grow closer than you were before. Sometimes you would miss Levi before he heads to work. You’d learnt he wakes up at the ridiculous time of 6am, apparently he needs to keep in shape (even though he looks incredible already) and takes advantage of the building's gym on the lower floors.

You however, were not an early morning person, choosing to roll out of bed anytime after 10am. But the more you got to know Levi, the more of an effort you made to wake up a little earlier some days. Packing him a little lunchbox with a sandwich with a homemade muffin for his break so he’s not constantly buying from the overpriced cafe shop near the museum where he works.

He finds comfort in you too. Finding it comforting how you’re still the same person he knew. Always checking up on him and making sure he eats. Making him roll his eyes over the dumbest things you think of because you have no filter. The two of you get along so well after all these years and it makes Levi’s heart swell.

But Levi has a problem.

You’re not the little kid he knew from before, even though… You are?

You’re now grown up. An adult. Someone he can harbour feelings for– Actually. Someone he is harbouring feelings for.

Every passing day, your presence alone makes him feel things. Makes his heart thump a little louder in his chest, so loud it’s almost deafening. Even something as small as a smile, makes his brain all hazy. A gentle touch to his body, whether it’s a poke to his cheek or you playfully hitting his arm makes him want to kiss you.

It’s almost pathetic. He hasn’t felt this way in so long… So many years in fact, it’s a foreign feeling, but something he isn’t opposed to.

It almost feels… Illegal. Illegal for him to be thinking about you this way. But he just can’t help it. It’s perverted. The way he keeps looking at your chest regardless of what kind of shirt you’re wearing, is perverted. They look so soft, and all Levi wants to do is grab them, hold them in his palms while you sit on his lap, maybe even slide your top down just enough to expose them, enough to sink his teeth into the flesh and mark you up as his. Wanting to fuck them, coat them in a layer of his cum after leaving red hues all over them.

When did this perverted idea manifest in his brain?

When you hugged him as a thank you for bringing your favourite burrito on his way home from work last night. It seemed innocent enough, and it was. It was so innocent, nothing more than a way to say your thanks for going out of his way to get you something. It was innocent, until Levi got hyper aware and felt your hardened nipples press against his chest over his thin dress shirt.

He finds himself lying in bed the next day. Though the sun was shining in, he did not have the mentality to get up and go do his daily workout session for the morning because he’s fucking hard. Cock strained against his boxers as Levi let out a sigh, ruffling his hair. Maybe if he ignores it…

That’s stupid. He knows it won’t just go away like that. Not when his mind is already so plagued with thoughts about you. With thoughts about your soft breasts, and how hard your nipples were.

Levi turns his head, taking a look at the barely working alarm clock and groans.

7:43am.

He needed to be at work in a little over an hour. Fuck. Levi grew more and more annoyed as he continued to lay there. Barely twenty minutes to get himself off… That was hardly enough time. He overthinks, needs to take his time, paint a clear image of what or who he’s touching himself to, he needs at least thirty minutes to be satisfied properly, but he doesn’t have that luxury. Not today, and that pisses him off more than he’d like to admit. He hates rushing.

“Ah, fuck.” Levi lets out a defeated sigh, and without wasting any more time he slides his boxers down just enough to free his length, hissing under his breath when his hand wraps around the entirety of it – He knows he needs to hurry, which is why he starts moving his hand. Steady up and down movements.

His head slumps back into his soft pillows, eyes falling shut as he tries to dream up of scenarios that’ll help him cum quicker. Surely, he’d be able to think about someone else right? Especially because jerking off to you, his best friend's younger sister, who he had never felt this way about, practically saw you grow up… That was wrong, right?

If it was so wrong, then why was he unable to think about anything else? Why was he unable to think about anyone else?

With a feeble groan, he gives up. Finally, finally letting his thoughts wander over to you. The person who had been the reason behind all this, behind his suffering this morning. It’s almost comical how Levi’s cock twitches in his hand the second he recalls how your nipples felt against his body, how you pressed yourself against him.

Were you tempting him? Is that what you wanted? To tempt Levi, to make his brain go all fuzzy, to make him think about the most obscene images of you? Were you trying to turn him into a pervert?

“Shit… So fucking pretty…” He groans, muttering to himself under his breath as images of you remain behind his eyes. Spitting into his hand before letting it wrap around his cock again tightly, Levi lets his imagination go wild once more, thinking about how your mounds would look if you took your shirt off for him. He knows they’d be beautiful, a perfect fit for his hands if he cupped them. They’d be so soft, he knows that for a fact though. He felt how soft they were, even if it was for a brief moment, he felt your tits–

“Fuck, fuck fuc– ooh.” Ribbons upon ribbons of warm cum splatter against his lower stomach and thighs, coating his hand. Levi didn’t even realise when his high caught up to him until his body went stiff, head rolling back and eyes tightly closed while his cock throbs and trembles in his grip.

It takes him a minute or two to calm down enough to open his eyes, letting out a shaky breath that he was holding in. He grimaces at the mess on his body, scolding himself for not having the brain to at least have a couple of tissues by his side. Levi sighs, taking a quick glance at the clock on his bedside table once more and almost smiling at the time.

8:02am.

Maybe, he was capable of making himself cum under thirty minutes… If he was thinking of you.

Sunday nights ended up being movie nights, a “tradition” that Hange and Levi made up in the past for themselves, but since they both had such a soft spot for you, you ended up joining them on the couch with a bowl of popcorn in your lap, seated in the middle of them.

“Okay! Popcorn is almost ready!” You shouted from the kitchen, getting out your biggest bowl from the cupboard.

“What kind is it?”

“Triple buttered, of course.”

“That’s your favourite.”

“Well, they didn’t have caramel and–” You poke your head out from the kitchen, sticking out your tongue. “My house, my rules.”

“Tsk, so defensive. Y’know you could have just easily made caramel popcorn at home, right? Since you’re a chef now.” He states, sitting down on one corner of the couch.

“Easily? Are you insane? It’s not easy to make that shit at home.” You retorted, flopping down onto the couch and placing the bowl in the middle of the both of you.

“Let me guess, you burnt it when you tried to make it?” He asks almost teasingly and takes the bowl for himself, placing it on his lap instead.

“Shut up.” Despite him trying to hold back a laugh, it still falls through his lips for a brief moment. It has you gasping dramatically, hitting his arm as he tries to save the bowl of popcorn. “You’re so mean Levi!”

“You almost knocked the popcorn out of my arms! You’re mean.”

“You deserve that whack, so–” You shrug, huffing loudly and take the remote for yourself as you open up Netflix, pretending to be mad at the male to your right. A couple of moments of silence passed and you, being curious as to if Levi would rebuttal, looked over at him.

He was already staring at you, a smile playing on his lips at how cute you were being, and the second you caught each other's eyes, laughter immediately filled your living room. This is how it had always been between the both of you for as long as you can remember.

“Okay so, what movie are we watching, old man?”

You hear Levi grumble under his breath at the ridiculous nickname you called him every so often. “Love Actually, since you haven’t seen it.”

“Love Actually– You serious, Levi?”

“As serious as always, besides it’s almost Christmas time and it is a Christmas themed movie as well. Why?”

A series of giggles and snorts come from you at his choice of movie, which Levi chooses to ignore. Instead he rolls his eyes and attempts to flick your forehead, but even that couldn’t stop you from giggling.

“O-Oh my god, that’s so cute. You’re so cute.” You coo at him, laughing subsiding. “Hange told me you have a weird little soft spot for rom-coms.” Almost immediately, his cheeks start to burn up at the compliment.

“Of course they did.” He shakes his head, letting his hair fall in his face as he tries his best to avoid eye contact with you, hoping that the dimmed lights would help hide how his cheeks are flushed pink.

You hum as you flick through the movies, finally finding the chosen movie of the night and you get comfortable on the couch. The bowl of popcorn moves from Levi’s lap to beside him, making it easier for you to grab some to eat.

Levi got so engrossed in the movie, he almost forgot about the junk food laid out on the table in front of you both. He carefully moves forward, picking up a smaller bowl filled with lollies and takes a couple to chew on before looking across at your figure. You were now on your side, almost laying down as your head rested on your hand. He’d offer some, but you looked so caught up in the movie that he didn’t want to interrupt.

He smiled to himself, knowing that you’d be a sucker for this movie. But unfortunately for him, as he tried to look away from your body he caught a peek of your breasts.

He should be a gentleman. He should look away, but he can’t. He can’t bring himself to tear his eyes away from your chest. It brings back memories of the other week and how he jerked off, cumming for you, for those tits.

Levi shifts in his seat a little, looking back at the tv, thankful he had already grabbed a pillow before and kept it on his lap (it’s a weird habit of his, always watching shows and movies while hugging a pillow to his chest or keeping it on his lap) since he was about to have a bit of a problem. He can’t. He shouldn’t. Not during movie night, not in your home. He can’t pop a boner right now. No matter how many times he repeated no in his head, it was too late. He was half hard with you mere centimetres away.

Don’t be a perv… Don’t be a fucking perv, he repeated, but even that was futile. His head turned slowly so you wouldn’t see out of your peripheral vision, and kept his eyes on your chest. They seemed… Perkier than he remembered. You must be wearing a bra. That’s unfortunate.

He would kill to see them out, hanging, nipples hard against your shirt. The top you were wearing was thin, if you didn’t have a bra on, then your nipples would definitely peek through. Fuck.

He’s gross, Levi knows that. But he just can’t help himself.

Once again, his thoughts start wandering.

What if you felt the same way as him? What if you were willing to let him touch you, to let him grope your tits? He’d be gentle, at first anyway. Keeping you seated on his lap, hands slowly gripping your thighs, trailing up to your waist, under your shirt… Under your bra if you let him… Would you let him touch your nipples? Would you shiver, or would you moan as he played with them?

A gentle grope, that’s all. He just wants to lean over and grope your pretty body so bad if you’ll let him.

He shouldn’t have let his mind be strayed like that. Now he was actually hard and he had to take care of it.

“Gonna pop off to the bathroom, yeah?” He whispers, leaning down just enough so you’ll be able to hear him.

“Mhm, just passed my room, to the left.” You whisper back, looking at him briefly to see him nod before reverting your attention back to the movie.

Levi stands up the best he can without looking awkward, rushing off in the direction of your room. He shuts the door of the bathroom behind him with a deep exhale, leaning against the counter, almost mentally preparing himself for what he was about to do in your home.

The corner of his eye catches something, and all of a sudden, Levi feels like the luckiest man on Earth.

Your panties. Laying on the floor, near the shower.

You must have forgotten about them, he thinks. Or was this just another one of your ways to drive him insane? To make him hornier than he was before? You were tempting him, that had to be it.

He shouldn’t. Levi feels gross enough having to jerk off again thinking about you, the fact he was in your home making it even worse but… But it wouldn’t hurt right? It wouldn’t hurt to pick them up off the floor and use them to aid his fantasies… Right?

Levi’s not really sure when it happens, too driven by lust, but the next thing he knows, he has his sweatpants pooled against his feet, boxers pushed down to his mid thighs while one hand pumps his cock and the other holds your dirty panties.

He bites down on his lower lip harshly, making it plumper than usual. Levi fucks his hand desperately, imagining you bent over, panties pushed to the side as his cock plows in and out of your tight cunt rigourously. He’d make you feel so good, he knows he would, you’d be addicted to his cock.

He swears your his little temptress, innocent on the outside but fucking filthy on the inside. That’s why you’ve been so adamant on showing him your tits, right? That’s why your panties were on the floor. So you could tempt him. Filthy. You’re filthy.

It’s then when Levi starts thinking about fate. The world is so wild, so crazy. So small. Out of all the apartments in the city you could have picked, you chose the one he stayed in – And to top it all off, you were right next to him. It had to be fate. The world was telling him that you two were fated for each other, fated to be with each other one way or another. It warms his heart.

It might be sick and twisted of him to think that way, but it’s true. It’s fate.

Fate brought you back to Levi, and he couldn’t be happier.

Levi groans, eyebrows furrowed as he holds up your dirty panties to his nose and inhales the scent imprinted on it deeply.

His cock twitches, balls tightening and he knows he’s close. Without much thought, he opens your panties as best he can with one hand, letting his cum paint the middle of the fabric as his orgasm rushes over him, jaw slacking open. He wraps the cum covered panties around his cock, beginning to fuck into the soiled fabric, groaning at how it makes sloppy sounds. He imagines your cunt making the same noise as he fills you full of his cum. It’s only when his cock feels too sensitive, covered in a sheen layer of cum and your panties feel heavy with how they’ve soaked the liquid up, that he stops.

He cleans himself up in the bathroom, opting to shove your panties in the pocket of his sweats since he couldn’t leave it out for you to see, otherwise you’d know what he was really doing in the bathroom and he can’t have that. Quietly, he tiptoes back into the living room and takes a seat next to you, noticing how the movie’s almost done.

“You okay?” You question, giving Levi your undivided attention. “You were gone for a while.”

“Mhm. Just felt a little sick from all that buttery popcorn you made me eat.” He says, ruffling your hair as you mumble about how he “didn’t need to eat it”.

He smiles to himself, amused by how gullible you were as he lied straight through his teeth. You probably don’t even remember your panties lying on the bathroom floor, so you would never know what he did, and Levi likes it that way.

A rustling sound from outside snapped Levi out of his thoughts, and being the kind hearted man he was, he assumed it might be a cat. It’s not out of the ordinary for stray cats to be lingering around the building, often on the search for food Levi’s noticed. Either that or they just like to climb ten stories for no reason and walk along the railings. Levi doesn’t mind though, he finds it almost comforting to take care of them indirectly, ears perking up the second there are sounds outside his apartment, almost rushing to pull out the bag of cat food that’s stashed away in his pantry.

As he moved the curtains back and went to open the door, the sight he was met with was not a stray cat – In fact, it might have been better than a stray cat. It was you hanging up your washing. It wasn’t out of the ordinary to see you put up the washing, but today Levi wasn’t able to walk away, instead he wanted to watch you.

Levi held back a chuckle, recalling back to when you’d do the same thing back when you lived with your parents, always popping into the backyard and hanging up the wet clothes when the washing machine was done. He found it almost amusing seeing you peg your clothes up, being hit with a wave of nostalgia. The wind made your hair blow in the air, hips swaying side to side while you faintly hummed along to a tune Levi didn’t recognise – You had always been in love with music, finding new songs to listen to and he’s glad you haven’t changed in that aspect.

It was cute. You were cute.

You could have just turned on your dryer, every apartment had one. It was the 21st century after all, what person didn’t prefer to go down the easy route and shove things in a machine to dry clothes? You, apparently.

Levi gets far too lost in the way your hips sway, the dress stopping at your knees but the wind aids his perverted mind, blowing your dress up just a little so he could see your thighs and boy was it making his mind crazy. Your back was thankfully turned to him, so he could lean against the glass door and continue to stare, if you did happen to turn around, he could pull his curtains in and cover himself up. Levi was thankful to himself for the change of curtains too, they were darker, not those stupid lacy ones everyone was getting nowadays. They let too much light in, and besides, he wouldn’t be able to stare at you like he was doing if he had those lace ones, now would he?

He didn’t even realise when you went back inside, too busy being a sick pervert and obsessing over you. Levi finally sees the clothes you were hanging up now that you were out of the way though. A couple of shirts, some sweats, and those pretty little panties of yours.

He’d still kept the ones from last week, not bothering to wash them properly. They were just rinsed, being kept in the drawer of his bedside table so he could help himself with them when he needed (almost every night since you had invaded every inch of his brain).

Again, fate had to be behind all this. It had to have been, Levi must have saved someone's life in his previous life or something because once again, he felt like the luckiest man alive.

You mustn't have pegged your panties up properly, because a couple seconds after Levi started looking at your clothes, it drifted in the wind and landed on Levi’s balcony.

He was quick to pick them up and go back inside, closing the door, bringing them to his nose and inhaling like a fucking sicko. It was sweet, your fabric softener was sweet, like you. The smell suited you, made the fabric nice and soft. It was pretty, so lacy and see through that he’d be able to see your cunt if you were wearing them.

Levi put them out on a chair so they could dry, mentally reminding himself to put them away in his drawer later on since they’re his now.

Christmas Eve rolled around in the blink of an eye.

Levi finally had time off work and though having food at one another's place had become a regular occurance, Levi invited you over for a Christmas dinner at his, saying it was his turn to cook you a delicious meal after all the little baked goods and breakfasts you had made for him throughout the couple months you’d move in next door.

You’d wrapped his present up in the cutest wrapping paper you could find, little teddy bears dressed in red hats and scarfs. It was glittery, something Levi couldn’t stand since it was so hard to clean off, but the look in your eyes as he took it from your hands paired with the innocent smile you gave him… Maybe, just maybe, he didn’t mind glitter. Afterall, you’d worked so hard to wrap this, so neatly too, he couldn’t let you down now.

Levi’s cooking skills had definitely gotten much better, it was like you were eating out at a five star restaurant honestly. He shushed you up when you started gushing about it, saying he was so much better than you. He just said it was his mothers recipe, he had done nothing special apart from follow it.

It was a perfect night.

“All that food is catching up to me. Where’s your bathroom by the way?”

“Down the hallway on your right.”

“Be back, yeah?” You stood up, flattening your dress and making your way to the bathroom.

On your way back, you’d realised Levi’s window in his room was open, the cool breeze making the door creak a little and to avoid any slamming of doors, you went inside and closed the window. Sure, you should have asked before entering his room, but it was just for a brief couple of seconds.

At least, that’s all it should have been. Just a couple of seconds. You were meant to just close the door.

So, why were your legs frozen at the edge of Levi’s bed?

“No…” You mumble, shocked by what you were seeing in front of you.

At least five different kinds of underwear… Your underwear. You knew they were yours, one of the red laced ones you had bought just a couple weeks before, assuming you must have misplaced them or they must have blown away in the wind since it had been stormy that week.

That’s what you assumed happened with all your missing panties…

They’d just been misplaced…

But apparently not.

They were dirty too… Covered in liquid and you didn’t even want to think about what it could be, even though you knew. You 100% knew what they were covered in, and it made your stomach sick. Your heart sank into your stomach. There was no way this was Levi’s fault…

There is no way Levi has been keeping your underwear in his home…

No fucking way…

Then all of sudden, your vision went black.

The next time your eyes open, you're seated in a chair in a room you don’t recognise, hands and feet tied up, tape placed over your mouth. You can’t even bring yourself to scream, there’s honestly no point, instead silent tears fall from the corners of your eyes.

What the hell was happening…

“O-Oh, thank god. You’re awake…” Levi stumbles into the room, fear evident in his eyes as he looks at you.

But he’s met with you shaking your head, a noise somewhere between a sob and a scream coming from you.

“Hey. Listen, I won’t– I won’t do anything alright? Just let me take the tape off. That’s all, okay? Will you let me do that?” He’s uneasy when he asks and you just stare at him through blurry vision, blinking away the tears as he continues to stand still, waiting for an answer.

You reluctantly agree, nodding back at him, knowing– No, praying that your Levi from before is still there in him. This must be a misunderstanding. Yeah… That’s all it is, a misunderstanding, is what you keep repeating to yourself in your mind.

Levi sighs in relief, crouching down once he’s close enough. The way you flinch away from him almost breaks his heart into two, but he’s gentle. He’s thoughtful. Cautious with how he pulls the tape away from your mouth, rolling it up into a ball and tossing it to the side, looking back at you. “Are you alright?”

“Do I look ‘alright’ to you?” You snap, words harsh and your tone unpleasant. Levi can’t bring himself to say anything, instead just sighing once more and resting his hands on your thighs as he stays crouched down.

“I’m sorry…” Is all he can muster up. “I didn’t mean to do all this. To hurt you… It's just– I just panicked. I’m sorry, ____. Forgive me?” It’s only then you realise that he really did knock you out, that maybe your Levi, the one you knew from before, the one that was soft, kind in his weird little way, maybe your Levi wasn’t in there anymore.

“L-Levi please… Let me go. I want to go home. Please. I won’t t-tell anyone– About this, please. Undo these ropes. Please.”

Levi could only shake his head, hands gripping your thighs tightly. “Can’t. Can’t let you go.”

“W-Why! This– This isn’t right!”

“I know!” His voice was loud, booming, echoing through your ears. He’s never once raised his voice before at you– Hell, he’s never actually raised his voice this loud, ever. Not even when Hange was annoying the living daylights out of him. You were scared, fear pumping through your veins. Eventually, your eyesight went all blurry again, tears forming and falling onto the back of Levi’s hand while you sobbed.

“Shit– Don’t… Don’t cry. Baby, please. Don’t cry, you’re alright.” He was quick to cup your face, thumb wiping away the salty droplets. “I won’t hurt you again, okay?”

“Then why won’t you undo these stupid fucking ropes, Levi?! Let me go… Please.”

“I’m sorry… I just can’t.” You can’t bring yourself to argue with him more, head starting to throb where you were hit as you sob violently, eyes shut tightly in hopes that your head would stop hurting or at least dull the pain at least. If Levi was in pain for harming you before, seeing you cry, broke his heart even further.

“Let me make it up to you… Please.”

A small period of silence before you looked up, sniffling. “H-How…?” You question, hoping it’d be something good, something that would help you forgive him.

“Just… Just relax. Gonna make you feel good, you’ll forgive me after that, yeah?” You tensed as you felt his hands inch further up your dress, breath hitching in your throat.

“L-Levi?”

“It’s okay. ‘M making it up to you.” He whispers, using his strength and bunching the dress up at your waist, leaving your bottom half exposed for him to ogle at. “Relax for me, okay? You know I’d never hurt you.”

You weren’t really sure if that was the case anymore… But it’s not like you were in any position to argue with him, seeing as you were currently restricted in one place and he was free to move around. “Levi… Not– Now how you should be making i-it up t’me…”

“Shhh. You’ll feel good.” He knows you feel scared, which is why he’s touching softly, like you’re made of glass. Like you’re fragile. In a way you are, your heart is delicate right now, you’re hurt because of him and he needs to make you feel better. His fingers play with the hem of your panties, one hand spreading your legs as far as they can go despite the ropes still on your ankles.

“Levi–!” You yelp, feeling the band of your underwear snap back into place rather harshly. He gets your mind off the sting of pain though, mouth peppering kisses to your inner thighs, not missing the way your thighs shake as he moves closer to your core, the fluffy strands of hair brushing against your skin making goosebumps appear.

“You’re so pretty, ‘n all mine.” He murmurs. You cringe at his words audibly, and Levi furrows his brows. You were his. You just didn’t realise it yet. The universe did this, fate did this. It was no coincidence you became neighbours after so long, it was fate. You were his, and he was yours. He’d get you to admit it one way or another.

Levi’s fingers toyed with your panties again, though this time he moved them aside, exposing your pussy to him for the first time. He was at loss for words, just staring at how wet you had already become and all he did was kiss your thighs. Maybe a part of you liked how useless you were, all tied up as he kneeled in between your thighs. For the first time after months and months upon imagining how your cunt looked, he’d finally seen it, and it did not disappoint. You were an angel to him. Prettiest cunt he’d ever seen, and it belonged to his favourite girl.

Ample amount of slick was seeping from your middle, almost like your cunt was drooling, and he couldn’t let it go to waste. So Levi’s tongue darted out, flattening it against your folds, slipping right in between them with a groan, and he licked up, curling the muscle slightly so he was able to catch more of your arousal on it. The tip of his tongue brushed against your clit so perfectly, it had your nails digging into your palms. It wasn’t right… This isn’t how you thought he’d apologise… But you didn’t want it to stop either.

“Hhng– L-Levi.” You spluttered, voice airy, feeling the warmth of his tongue subsiding too quickly.

“Taste even better than I thought it would.” He sneers, and without missing another beat, he dives right back in. Wet sounds echoed through the air as he ate you out, a mixture of spit from Levi and your slick coating the bottom half of his mouth. His movements were sloppy, almost rushed, like he had been starved for so long. Despite how scrambled his tongue was, it still made your brain frantic. It felt so good, you couldn’t remember the last time someone had put in this much effort to make you feel good, that’s probably why Levi’s tongue felt so heavenly between your folds.

You start to twitch above him, and Levi flicks his eyes open, noting how your mouth was open and moans poured out. You were close, that much he could tell. He doesn’t move away, letting his tongue flicker against your nub and going to suck on it to help you reach your high. If you could, your hands would be tangled in his blackened hair tightly, pushing him in even deeper.

“L-Lev– I’m gonna–” You couldn’t even warn him, not that he really wanted to be warned in the first place. Your body went limp as you came on his tongue, trembling slightly as he continued to draw the tip of his tongue up and down your clit to overstimulate you.

You whimpered, trying to move your hips away to get him to stop but his hands gripped your waist, holding you in place easily. “Quit runnin’. ‘M trying to make it up to you, baby.” Vibrations from his voice went straight to your clit as he mumbled the words out.

“‘S too much–!”

“C’mon.” He coos, pulling back to look at you. You can see the way his face is wet. He licks his lips, swallowing while maintaining eye contact. His thumb replaces his tongue, rubbing your nub in small circles to keep you stimulated and shaking. “You can take it. I know you can. You’ve always been so good to me.” He speaks, not giving you much time to say anything as two fingers prod and press against your slick hole.

He relishes in the way you give up so easily, once again falling limp before your hips start to chase his fingers with quiet whines. “More…”

“Okay, baby, okay. Relax for me.” He chuckles, dipping the tips of both digits into your slippery cunt. “S-Shit…” Levi gulps audibly. “Tight… So fuckin’ tight. How’s my cock gonna fit in here, huh?”

“D-Dunno… I– Ahh…” With a mewl, your back arches, Levi’s fingers stretching you open little by little before they fit nice and snug in your clenching walls, buried knuckle deep. It’s pitiful the way you sob for more and at the same time, for less. It feels like too much, his fingers are so much thicker than yours, and it’s been far too long since you’ve touched yourself like this. Your mind is going hazy as your eyes flutter shut once Levi withdraws his fingers. But he pushes them both back in with so much force, in the best way possible. You’re crying, this time begging for more.

His constant movements, in and out, in and out, digits reaching so deep inside you that your stomach starts to form a knot again, walls clenching. He lets you cum again, this time just stimulating your gspot, curling his fingers in just right that you fall apart. You’re so beautiful like this, he can tell you’re close to losing your mind, your eyes looking almost empty from the sheer amount of pleasure.

Levi lets you breathe, pulling out his fingers once you’ve ridden out your orgasm. You look down at him, eyes clouded.

“So good f’me.” He whispers, straightening himself up, holding his slick and cream coated fingers to your mouth. He gives your lips a little tap, only to be met with a whine from you. “Open up baby? Y’got my fingers all messy. Gotta clean up, yeah?”

And when he’s met with no response, he prys your mouth open. Other hand coming to pull your jaw open so he could push his fingers onto your tongue. “Have you gone dumb already?” He questions. You only blink at him, lips closing around his digits as you whimper, tongue cleaning up your mess. Levi smiles, giving your forehead a kiss and pulls out his fingers that are now coated in your spit.

“Levi…” You speak up, voice quiet and airy, so innocent that it makes his cock twitch. “Want… Want more.”

“More?”

“You. ‘M want you… Need you. Please?”

“What do you need? Can you use those big girl words for me or are you too dumb to think that much?” You shake your head, albeit on the verge of losing your mind, you did your best to speak up.

“Cock, need your cock. Wanna be full. Please Levi, need your cock.”

He swears under his breath, almost cumming on the spot while he hears you beg for him, for more of him. “Gonna undo these ropes, okay? You won’t run away from me, will you?”

“No! No, ‘m not gonna do that. Not gonna run away, need you. Need you, Levi. Won’t leave you.” You thrashed around in your seat a little, eyes tearing up at the mere thought of running away from the male after he made you feel so good, and he was willing to give you more too. Why would you ever run away from that?

Levi’s heart doubled in size. You needed him… You won’t leave him. That’s what he wanted, that’s what he wanted you to admit. It’s exactly what he wanted to hear from you. His eyes almost form into hearts, holding your face in his hands so delicately, pressing a gentle kiss to your nose. “Sit still for me.”

He makes quick work on the ropes around your ankles and wrists, making sure to pepper the redness in kisses, mumbling out sorry’s like his life depended on it. You sat still, just like he wanted. You were so obedient, so pliant, Levi felt so lucky in that moment.

With a brain as hazy and faded as yours, you didn’t realise when you had made it to his bedroom, back on his mattress as he held himself above your body. The corner of your eye picked up your stolen underwear, sitting where you had seen them earlier, on the corner of the bed. But this time you didn’t care that Levi had stolen them, that he had used them for his sick fantasies. You were too dumbed down and too driven by lust to care. It actually made your pussy throb this time, knowing that he was getting off to you, that he was so needy he needed to use something of yours, something so intimate and lewd as panties.

You pawed at his chest, tugging on the shirt he had on. “Levi, please fill me up. Need it.”

“I know, baby. Be patient, you’ll get what you want.” Levi’s hands trail over your body, resting on your ribcage. “Will you let me touch these pretty tits first?”

He’d been eyeing your chest for so long now, for so many months. That’s what started his obsession with you in the first place, and now he was just a couple of centimetres away from finally being able to touch them like he’s always wanted.

You don’t respond verbally, instead, pulling the straps of your dress down your shoulders. Levi takes advantage of it, tugging the middle of it down just enough to have your tits spilling out of it. No bra either. Fuck. He thinks he loves you.

At once, Levi’s mouth is sucking on one nipple, tongue brushing across it to make it hard, teeth coming to bite down on the hardened nub so harshly it draws a sob from you. He’s so into it, almost like he’s trying to get more of your tit into his mouth, moaning and groaning around the flesh while his hand gropes the other, pinching and pulling the nipple. When he finally pulls back after what feels like hours, your chest is painted in blossoming hickies. All marked up. For him.

“Off, please. These… Off.” You palm his cock over his pants. You had tried your hardest to be patient but you can’t take it anymore, you need to feel him. All of him.

Levi’s too impatient to pull them off properly, instead just undoing the buttons and tugging them down to his knees along with his boxers. His hands find your thighs, spreading them apart to look at your folds, all slick and visibly throbbing.

He lets a glob of spit fall from his lips, landing on your clit with a small slap, and he waits for it to trail down to your folds, using the head of his cock to rub it against your hole. “Can’t wait longer Levi. Now, give it to me now. Plea–” Your mouth opens in an ‘o’, eyes practically rolling back into your head as Levi finally pushes his thick cock into your aching cunt.

You fall silent, too far gone, overwhelmed with the feeling of being stretched out so much after so long. Cunt clamping around his cock so hard Levi swears your walls are cutting off circulation, and as he bottoms out, balls pressed against your ass, you get impossibly tighter. It’s almost like your cunt wants to keep him buried there.

“S-Shit… You’re… S’fucking tight– Holy shit, baby.” He groans from above you, biting his lip as he tries to pull his hips back, and he barely gets an inch of his cock out before pushing right back in and earning a sweet whimper from you. “Baby, gotta loosen up. Fuckin’ cunts too tight… Can’t– Can’t move.”

“Can’t… Too much– Cock ‘s too big, Levi I– Ahh–”

Levi grits his teeth as you tighten around him again. “You gotta.” With a sharp inhale, he brings the pad of his thumb to your clit, rubbing circles around it to help you get used to the feeling, and after a minute or so, your cunt finally releases the grip on his cock just enough to let him draw his hips back.

It doesn’t take long for Levi to start up at a rigorous pace, but he just can’t help it. You feel so good around his cock, this is all he ever wanted. “Feels s’good baby, doin’ s’ well f’me.” He mumbles, words coming out harshly, almost drowned out by how hard his hips slam against your own. Sounds of skin hitting skin fill the room, and you’re so damn wet your arousal has dripped down to the crevice of your ass, even coating Levi’s balls, making a sloppy sound every couple of seconds.

If you were dumb before, you had no brain now. His cock hit places so deep inside you, places you didn’t even know existed before, he fucked you so hard, so deep, with every thrust your tits bounced harshly. They were starting to hurt with how hard he was fucking into you, nails digging into the flesh of your waist as he hoisted your legs up, pressing them to your chest as he presses you into a mating press. You swear the tip of his cock is hitting your cervix with every thrust.

“Fuck fuck fuck–” He grunts, plowing into you, growling as your nails start to leave scratch marks down his biceps and shoulders. “G’nna make you all mine. Y’know that you belong to m-me, yeah baby? Only me. Mine. Fate made you mine.”

“Mhmm, ‘m yo– Ah! Yours! Jus’ yours… Levi, ‘m yours.” You’re wailing at this point, sobbing, covered in tears and snots running down your nose, babbling on about his cock, about how you’re his. Levi’s proud, and he leans down to press his lips to your forehead, not missing a beat with his thrusts.

It’s not even shocking to him when you cum around his cock suddenly, going silent as your body twitches and shivers underneath him. You let out a shaky sigh, overstimulation catching up to you rather quickly since Levi kept fucking you through your high. “‘S okay, stay s-still. Quit runnin’ away– Gonna cum soon baby, jus’ a little longer.” He grits out, pinning your body down with ease.

“I-Inside… Inside, Levi. Cum inside me.”

If he wasn’t so close to you right now, Levi would have missed what you said, you were so quiet, voice tiny and frail.

“Fuu–uck.” It was long and drawn out, orgasm rolling over him only a couple seconds after you uttered those words. Hips stilling, pressed right against the deepest spot inside you.

He sighs softly after his orgasm passes, letting his fingers trace your eyelids. You let them open, looking up at Levi with a dazed look, a dumb smile plastered on your face as you feel how utterly full you are now. Full of cock and cum.

“Who do you belong to, baby?” He asks, voice hushed, hand cupping your cheek. “Who owns you?”

“You, Levi, ‘m all yours now. Forever ‘n ever.”

He laughs, pressing his lips to yours for the first time that night. It’s sloppy, messy and rushed. He kisses you like it’s the last time he’ll ever feel you like this, even though it isn’t. Cause you admitted you’re his, and he was gonna keep it that way.

Levi pulls back for air, panting against your mouth, not fazed by how your hot breaths mingled with one another. “Mine, my dumb baby. All mine.”

You two were fated to be together, and Levi’s never going to let you go.

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