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thekinkyleopard · 1 year

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Just a Lil Bit

A Remi x Levi Non-Canon One-Shot

A Snz Fic

⚠️Content Warning⚠️

Sneeze Fet, Mess, Spray, SlightCNC

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Author’s Note: I know I said I was gonna post other stuff but like @aller-geez was so sweet and cheered me up a lot with a custom and more RemixLevi, so I feel it only proper I repay her with a raunchy smut piece 🫶🏻 Enjoy 😉 As always Remi and Art by Geezie! This prompt is based off @sickhaze

Description: Levi has been under the weather for the last few days, it’s really bad today. Determined to try and get ready to feel better, he finds it difficult past the fits of illness. Remi, who’s been pent up sexually the past few days suffering through Levi’s horrible cold, finds it impossible to hold back any longer.

“Unnnngghh….” He felt horrible, his whole body ached, his face wouldn’t stop leaking, his nose wouldn’t stop itching and his eyes wouldn’t stop watering. It had been two days he spent in bed and he needed to at least take a shower…or wash his face…yeah…wash his face would be easier to achieve. He looked around the room, seemed that his boyfriend was no where to be currently found. Probably pouting somewhere. He felt for him. However, he was just so miserable he didn’t want to over exert himself. Very carefully he trudged himself out of bed and stumbled over to the closet. His face snuffling, his body trembling. “H’GNXT!” He stifled into his inner arm, snuffling loudly afterwards trying desperately to clear his air ways.

He didn’t care what he wore, he quickly snagged a t-shirt from Remi’s side of the closet, then proceeding to shuffle his feet across the carpet into their shared bathroom. “Hnnn…” he groaned again as he met himself in the reflection of the mirror. Disappointed in the dark bags under his eyes, red and puffy orbs he did not look like himself whatsoever. Slowly he stripped off his shirt, and his boxer briefs to boot. Standing there completely nude and flushed, his nose crinkled, he watched in the mirror as his face contorted, twisted when another rough sneeze pushed up through his sinuses, he whimpered weakly.

“H’TsCHU!” Unable to catch it this time, he sprayed all over the mirror in front of him. “Ah fub…” he mumbled, snuffing up his full nostrils. Lazily he grabbed a bundle of tissue paper and began to wipe at the droplets of saliva that had decorated the reflection. He didn’t do much but smear, which made him even more frustrated than he currently was. Like a small child he stomped his feet back and forth tossing the tissue down angrily, before he turned on the sink. “Stubid colb….” Complaining with a phlegmy inflection before slowly he bent down to start washing his face, still stark naked. He splashed a decent amount of water across his face, a few times. It felt very refreshing until he accidentally snorted a few droplets too many and caused himself to choke softly. In an attempt to catch his breath he slammed both his hands on each side of the sink to keep himself stable while he coughed it out.

However, the cough soon turned sour as he felt the stinging sensation return, his face quickly scrunching up as he shook his wet face above the sink back and forth, trying his best to fight it off. In this same moment that Levi struggled, Remi appeared behind him in the doorway, frozen in a complete state of shock. Taken off guard really.

“Eh-TSHU! Hh’…ETshu!” It poured out of the small sniffling leopard quickly and his back arched while it rolled through him. His nose dribbled as his face continued to hover over the bowl. “Hnn..” he mumbled miserably. Remi’s green eyes brightened..his palms trembling as he watched his mate, bent over in a sneezing fit. It had been two days since he had been able to ravage his little kitten. Banished from touching…knowing full well this was…prime practically splayed in front of him like a Christmas ham. He slowly licked his lips as his fingers tightened into balled fists.

Levi slowly leaned up and looked back into the mirror, and despite the smear of mess against the reflection, his watered, reddened, blues widened seeing his hungry partner looming from behind him. Swiftly he turned around lifting his hands up in the air and shaking them back and forth. “B-baby…h-hey um…I uh,” knowing full well how this may look to the man who was all eyes on him, the wolf stepped slowly, closer. All he could do was snibble loosely, trying his best to wipe the mess off his face as he fought the inner urges that beckoned.

“Kitten…tsk tsk…” he shook his head back and forth eerily slow, clicking his teeth as he closed the distance between them and drew a slender index finger under a bit of dribble from the leopard’s chin. The small action alone caused Levi to shudder, sniffling softly as he shrunk under him. “This is…” turning the man’s face nonchalantly back and forth, eyeing him down like a hunk of meat as he just barely leaned back to get a full view of the naked man in front of him. “Such a delicious sight…you can’t..expect me to turn down such an opportunity, can you?” He slid his tongue hungrily over his glossy white canines.

“Um…y-ye..hHh..aah…” his face suddenly turned inward, ocean blues squinting against the bright lights of the bathroom as he tried so hard to keep the feeling down, his reddening nose wiggling pathetically, it was too good. Remi latched the crevice of his hand into the center of the leopard’s thin neck, rapidly turning him around, his back flush up against his chest. He forced the cat’s face in an upward position to gaze upon his lewd face.

“Stop holding it back, kitten,” his mouth was at Levi’s ear whispering hot words that caused the smaller to whimper helplessly.

“R-Remi…I don’t…Hh’EH…” as he tried to suddenly close his lips again, the wolf’s fingers slid up just enough to grip his maw wide open, dragging his index under the male’s nostrils to tickle them back and forth. “H’EHTSHU! ‘TSCHU!” He blew across the mirror, splattering a mess over the image of his own face, getting some on the wolf’s fingers, and taking note of the darkness glowing behind Remington’s toxic green orbs. His mouth hung open loosely now without the help of his mate, forcing him. “Are yob sadibied?” Levi’s face crinkled in circles as he looked back at the other through the mirror.

“Mmm, not until you’re doing it with my cock deep in your ass,” he growled again into the leopard’s ear who could only snivel with a loose whine, trying so hard to fight the symptoms that ravaged him. He ground his hips aggressively into the smaller’s taut little ass, reaching his free hand down to take a handful of his cheek before spanking it hard. Staining the flesh with a bright red hand print.

“Ahh~” Levi jolted at the sudden burst of pain, leaving behind tingles that rippled up and down his arms and legs. “B-baby..n-no I don’t f-feel good..” pleading with his boyfriend as his ass wiggled helplessly against the other’s clothed groin.

“Mmm..oh, come on… just a little bit?…” his voice was void of compassion as he nipped small marks down the leopard’s freckled shoulders. It sounded like a question, but there really was no choice on Levi’s end. Running that free hand up the younger’s smooth ribcage, the hand on his mouth jerked Levi’s face back down to look at his reflection directly, his blue eyes pleaded for mercy, but his body continued to positively reflect to Remi’s intimate movements. It was pointless to argue, he could feel it brewing up again, the itching prickle that picked at the inside of his nostrils. “Mm it’s coming again isn’t it, my little cub? Go on, give Master a nice big one,” licking the outter shell of the cat’s attentive ear.

“B-bub I’ll m-make a-..haHh..mebb~” he whined as his breathing already caught in his throat, the inevitable response to follow was haunting him as his body screamed to release. Remi’s toxic greens rolled back for a brief second before he seethed through his gritted teeth.

“Then make a mess…” Levi’s body shuddered at this, his eyes making direct contact with the man behind him from the mirror, before he heaved lightly. The wolf watched carefully as the ducts of his mate’s eyes started to flood back up, cheeks dusting redder before the tip of his nose twitched ever so delicately. His free hand moved quickly on himself to unbuckle and zip his jeans now, barely shoving them down past the hole in his boxers. While he easily slid his hardened cock from the fabrics that blocked him, the cat sniveled and hitched.

“H’hEh…” building faster, his body stiffened as it prepared for the worst, the wolf taking a pause to push himself roughly against the leopard’s flushed back as his eyes continued to observe the cat’s reflection. This caused Levi to slam both his hands up against the wall ahead, just under the reflective surface before he lurched forward, the sneeze racketeering through his face suddenly. “H’HETSCHU!” His mouth sprayed openly against the reflective as Remi kept the other’s jaw spread with his palm. A small bit of dribble slid down his gripped fingers. “H’TSchU!” This one more nasally as they both watched carefully. Levi’s throat whimpered again, it sounded stuffed, phlegmy, almost. “R-Rebi…” the cat begged gently with his stuffled voice.

“You’re so fucking cute…” he nipped at the leopard’s ear, then his neck before pushing his cock at the other’s bare cheeks. Free hand gripping the base of his length for guidance.

“Rebi…n-no…” his wet ceruleans rolling back as the wolf’s tip rubbed haphazardly against his puckered entrance.

“Just a lil bit…baby…” his voice hot at Levi’s freckled flesh causing the small man to stumble and stutter underneath the stimulus. His haunches pushed slowly to meet the man that was trying so hard to push his way in. The raven haired one leaned back enough to give himself room to collect a mouthful of saliva, then dribbling it out of his lips as he allowed gravity to bring the pool down to his cock, rubbing it in swiftly as it gave him the lubrication he needed to breach. The wolf’s face shot back up to study the expression written on top of Levi’s breathtaking, flushed and sickly features. It was desperate, wet, red in several areas that only left the man’s cock twitching.

“HnN’h..ah~” his little kitten crumbled as the younger’s face tingled and ass rocked back. “CHU!” A small one racked out of him, sending the wolf plunging deep inside the cat’s awaiting hole, his hands now both holding a vice tight grip on his boyfriend’s haunches. Levi still bent over, but staring at his own lewd reflection as his mouth hung open, face red and watching the liquid dribble out of all his holes. He couldn’t help but allow his ocean blues to fall back behind his head as he allowed the man to ravage his ass. “Ahh~ HaHh!” He moaned pathetically pushing himself back to match each violent thrust.

“Mmm see…I knew you missed this..” Remi chuffed as he continued to stuff himself inside the other. Levi’s chest stuttered as he felt another build up starting to bubble up behind the surface. “Ohhh, baby? Another one?” He cooed still watching the younger through his reflection as he pumped his dick harder into the cat’s bundle of nerves.

“H’TSCHU!” He allowed it to force it’s way out, painting the mirror again, watching the wolf hungrily drive into him from the splattered surface that dripped now. He snuffled and sniffled, only to moan loudly as his ass was pumped and thrusted. He looked like an absolute mess, eyes blood shot, nose leaking unable to rub it free. Remi could sense another one about to rip through his suffering partner and he grumbled to the cat. “Go ahead, look at yourself…see how sexy you are when you blow your hole,” commanding of his little submissive, the leopard could only mewl pathetically before his eyes connected with himself in the filthy mirror.

“Hih’TSch!” Slightly staggered through each rough pound. Remi grunted with a strangled hitch of his breath as he felt Levi’s walls tighten, watching him witness his own sneeze. He hissed as the hole suffocated the aching length that assault the sneezing kitty’s insides. Levi’s cheeks brightened vermillion upon the sight of his own sickly reaction.

“That’s it…good job kitten..do-Hah~ don’t stop,” his voice strangled as he tried to focus on the origin of pleasure, his cock slamming the little leopard. The cat continued to brace himself against the wall as he huffed, gasped and wheezed. He felt several volts of electricity zap into his fingers and toes while his mate pumped. His moan cut off by a sudden tickle in his throat, he felt the itch consume him once again. “H’hih…H’tS-cHu!” His saliva spritzed into the air as his sneeze teetered while he was used like an object. Remi’s hands tightened, sure to leave perfect finger stained bruise marks against the cat’s delicate hips.

“That’s going to do it for Daddy…” he hissed before bending inward sinking his teeth carelessly into the back of Levi’s neck, almost like he was scruffing him at an angle. The cat whined, a mixture of pleasure and pain vibrating his small weakened frame, snubbling and sniffing in between gasps and groans.

“Hn-..hah~ Ba-by…!” The cat cried out to his mate as he suddenly felt a tight grip on his stiffened cock, and it leaked over the now shuffling, and engorging his fingers.

“Don’t worry, I got it…I know how to take care of my little kitty~” he promised as his palm squeezed, pumping to the same rhythm of every haggard thrust. Levi could swear he was on the verge of straight up blacking out, but he stayed strong, hands falling from the wall to grip the sides of the sink.

“Goinb…hAH~ t-to..cub…” he choked behind his stuffy sinuses. A small bead of sweat slid down the side of Levi’s temple as he felt the build up that had stacked up in the pit of his stomach, spill over. His body lurched forward, bending further into the sink as he came hard over Remi’s swiftly moving hand.

“Oooh~ there it is…” the wolf praised his spilling mate before making haste on finding his own blissful release. He chuffed loudly his hands both again gripping the leopard’s delicate and bruised haunches with possession. “Give Daddy one more….” His tone dark, almost threatening and Levi dare not defy as he allowed his stuttering body to give into the merciless tickle.

“HiH’sChu!!” He exploded once more while his boyfriend relished in the tightening walls that caused his own orgasm to come spilling into the snug cavern.

“Riiiiighhhhttt…fucking there…” the man groaned slowly while his hips hitched forward with sloppy action, making sure he drained every last drop of seed inside the heaving cat. He rested his forehead ontop of the man’s messy white hairs, catching their breaths slowly, Levi’s a bit more labored.

“You jub…” huffing softly “Alwabs hab to hab yob way don’ yob?” Gasping in a low stuffy decibel as he reached a hand up to finally swipe and clear the snot dribbling from his face.

“You know what...” panting softly in a pause “It does to me when you’re sick like this…” biting his lower lip as he huffed through his nose.

“I dob’ kno whad I wad thiging trying to keeb yob awab,” shaking his head back and forth with a strangled giggle.

“Honestly, I don’t know what you were thinking either…” laughing as well before finally pulling himself out, and immediately moving to draw his sickly boyfriend a hot bath. “Lemme make it up, by scrubbing you clean,” he reached out a strong gentle hand to his weakened mate, smiling tenderly.

Turning his head to face the much calmer man now, he returned the grin and took the offered hand. “Thabs baby…” sniffling politely as he allowed the larger to care for him for the remainder of the night.

The End

Author’s Notes: Hope you liked it Geezie and Snow Puppies! 🥺🫶🏻

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dixonlvr-online · 2 years

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Day 4: Snowed in

Pairing: Pre-prison group x Reader (platonic)

Genre: Fluff, family

Summary: The group is snowed in at their current house. Reader suggests a festive game to lighten the mood.

A/N: So on this one I just wrote and didn't edit and had fun with it. Hope you enjoy :)

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“Hey! Look at this!”

You followed Maggie’s voice down a long hallway, where she stood gaping at something in the master bedroom. Turning the corner, your jaw dropped. Carved into the wall was a walk-in closet full of the most outlandish and eccentric clothing you’d ever seen. Polka dots, neon, leopard print, cowboy hats, feather boas and more from floor to ceiling. This room was a living, breathing creature, the most lively one you’d seen in a while.

“Oh my god. This is incredible.”

Maggie nodded, still eyeing it up and down with a wide grin. “We need to show the others.”

Turning to do just that, you caught a glimpse at the window. That morning you’d all awoken to light snowfall, just enough to coat the ground and give you a pretty view. None of you were worried until Daryl pointed to the sky, claiming a snowstorm was about to hit.

“Nah. It’s Georgia. Ain’t gonna snow that hard,” was what Rick said. But now the window was solid white, flakes swirling so thickly you couldn’t see the tree line. You tapped Maggie’s arm to show her and the two of you shared a look. This’ll go over well.

Downstairs, Rick was pacing with his hands on his hips. He was the most motherly man you’d met in your life and it made you smile every time he proved it. His grumbles reminded you so much of your mother, it squeezed at your heart.

“Damn snowstorm…why the hell…for God’s sake…”

The rest of the group was standing around him, shuffling on their feet as they awaited his verdict. Only Daryl seemed unbothered, standing by the window and looking out. Your eyes lingered a little too long at the sight.

“Alright. We’ll stay until it clears up,” Rick announced, heads shooting up when he spoke. He turned to you and Maggie, having finally caught you creeping down the stairs. “Did ya see any extra blankets up there? Some warm clothes?”

You shared a knowing smile with her, picturing his reaction when he found out.

“Oh yeah. We found a whole closet full of clothes.”

An hour later you were all dispersed around the room, bundled up in your new coats (Rick had scoffed when he saw them and tried to pick out the least ridiculous ones, but some of them were still laugh-inducing). Daryl had refused to wear one, claiming “he didn’t need no ugly coat to get him by.” Lori had smiled for the first time in days when you handed her an oversized leopard-print fur coat.

The remaining food had been divided and eaten, no point in savoring what little you had. Now came the worst part of the end of the world: boredom. You sat next to Carol, staring at your boots and pretending they were in conversation.

What would you like for Christmas, Mr. Boot?

I don’t know, Mrs. Boot. What would you like for Christmas?

Well there isn’t much around here in way of presents. Maybe a nice new pair of laces.

Laces sound like a fine gift! But where will we find them?

You sighed, the make-believe talk only reminding you that the holidays were upon you with no chance of being celebrated. It was a bummer, truly. You loved the holidays, especially Christmas, and had been looking forward to celebrating at the farm. Now, with all the moving around and never having enough time or energy to do anything but sleep or eat, holiday spirit was the furthest thing from your mind.

You glanced at Carl, who was rolling his empty can back and forth on the floor. A sinking feeling hit your stomach, knowing that his youth would be wasted on death and pain. Knowing that he may never have Christmas again. No cookie baking, no decorating, no presents…

The thought struck you like lightning, excitement coursing through your veins. This area was a wasteland, where nothing shiny or intriguing enough to consider as a gift could be found. Not until now…

“Hey guys. I have an idea for something to cheer us up.”

All eyes were on you in an instant. That was something you’d realized quickly since this started: everyone had grown quieter and more attentive to others. “Something to cheer us up” was like rattling a food dish for a dog.

You stood up and walked over to Beth, who had been filling the time by writing in her journal. You pointed to it, silently asking permission. She handed it over without protest, too curious about your idea to question it. The room was silent as you scribbled on the page, lowering the pen when you finished and tearing the paper out. Everyone watched as you carefully ripped it to pieces, placing each fragment in an upturned can on the floor.

Grabbing it, you faced the others. Even Daryl was watching now, the anticipation spreading as you held up the can.

“Everyone’s going to draw a name from here. Whoever’s name you get, you’re going to go into the closet upstairs and pick out something ridiculous for them to wear all day. It can be anything, just make sure it’s silly.”

Faces were lighting up now, backs straightening as you explained the game. The human mind needed fun challenges such as this and it had been far too long since you’d had one. You only hoped it would serve to amuse.

“Wait, so we have to wear it all day?” Carl asked. You nodded, eyes narrowing at the mischievous smile on his face.

“Are we keepin’ it a secret until everyone’s got something? Or do we get our item and give it to the person immediately?” Maggie inquired.

You nodded once again. “Yeah, keep it a secret until everyone’s got something. Then we can hand them over all at once like Secret Santa.”

The energy in the room has increased significantly, you were happy to note, despite the game not having started yet. You held the can up to a skeptical Rick, who was leaned against the doorframe. Shaking it at him, he finally got the message and stuck his hand in, drawing out a slip of paper.

“Oh, wait, and don’t tell anyone who you got! It’s part of the surprise,” you added quickly. He nodded, discreetly reading the name and smiling to himself. A swell of pride hit you when you saw his lighten.

Next, you approached Daryl. He was staring at you in amused disbelief, a tiny smile on his face as he reached for a paper. Snorting when he read it, you once again felt a glow inside you at the joy this was bringing.

Once everyone had their papers, the game was set. Each person would have 5 minutes to choose something and stash it before their time was up. Then, when everyone had their items, you would all gather them and go around the circle presenting them.

That’s where you were now: in a circle on the floor. Everyone had giddily chosen their items, even trash talking to each other about how theirs was the most embarrassing of the bunch, no competition. You laughed uncontrollably when Hershel of all people came bounding down the stairs exclaiming how his choice was the best.

Seeing it all now, you had to admit his was a good one. He’d gotten Carl, he revealed, and had chosen a comically large Mickey Mouse style bow tie for him to wear. It was a treat watching him fasten it to the young boy, the weight of causing him to topple forward.

You’d gotten Glenn and picked out a cartoonish propeller hat from the rack, saying, “It reminded me of you!” He grinned and put it on confidently, flicking the propeller wings to make it spin. From that point on, not a minute went by where someone wasn’t spinning it from behind him.

In return, you were wearing giant sunglasses in the shape of alien heads from Carl. They made it nearly impossible to see, but you still caught a glimpse of Daryl’s smile.

He’d gotten Beth a heavy gold chain, which matched perfectly with Hershel’s gift from T-Dog, arguably the best one of all: a t-shirt that read “Certified Gangsta” in bold lettering. It was unanimously voted the “most fitting” choice.

Carol wore a color-blocked cat jacket from Glenn, which Daryl teased was blinding him. She’d gotten her revenge right after by presenting him with a western fringe vest, probably someone’s costume piece once upon a time. Instead of shedding his leather vest like you’d expected, he layered the new one on top of it, which was a hilarious sight. You’d insisted he let you feel the fringe, as it looked very texturally pleasing, but really you’d just wanted an excuse to stand closer to him. He didn’t seem to mind, taking the spot next to you without a word.

Rick and Carl sat beside each other, both sporting sheriff’s hats. Carl’s was a real one, Rick’s old one, and Rick’s was a brand-new one from Beth, incredibly over-decorated and fake-looking compared to the real one. He’d laughed when he saw it, which took many of you by surprise. You saw Lori’s eyes widen from under her devil-horn headband (from Maggie, whom you had a sneaking suspicion chose it based on her personal feelings for the woman). Lori had gotten her ironically, but had opted for a neutral ugly Christmas sweater. Maggie kept fidgeting with the itchy sleeves, though, so you guessed they were even.

Last but not least, T-Dog was entertaining you all with his terrible pirate impression, sporting an eye patch gifted by Rick. He’d gone back upstairs to search for a hook hand when he got it, but that was apparently the only thing the closet didn’t have.

You felt warm, despite the freezing weather outside. The snow had died down, giving you a beautiful view of white covering the ground and the trees. It was a winter wonderland in the middle of an apocalypse. Surrounded by people you’d grown to love, their laughter ringing in your ears, things didn’t feel so bad after all.

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