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Content - modern AU, fratboy!sukuna, fratgirl!reader, smut, vaginal fingering, oral (f!receiving), edging, nipple piercings, nipple play, reader is a tiny but of a masochist, one-night stand, drunk fucking
Synopsis - Reader and fratboy!levi ends up fucking after a party, in Eren's bed.
You were climbing the stairs, one step at a time, supported by Sasha (another girl from your sorority) as you could no longer walk properly. You had spent the last three hours drinking, smoking, and making out with any guy or girl you found attractive, and the alcohol hadn’t helped. You were trying to get to the rooftop because your friends had advised you to get some fresh air so you could carry on drinking once you’d cleared your head a bit. Of course, you would do anything to keep drinking without that unpleasant sensation of vomit irritating your throat, so getting some fresh air seemed like a good compromise. When you and your friend finally arrived on the roof of the house, another group of students were already settled on the edge of the terrace, with tins of beer and joints in hand. They were guys from the university fraternity. You neither liked nor disliked them. In fact, you'd already sleept with a few of them, but none of those present tonight. Among them, fratboy!levi, was a notorious womaniser, who usually didn’t go a night without a girl in his bed. And to be honest, you could understand why. He was likeable. Fuckable. Strictly speaking, your main goal wasn’t really to sleep with him tonight, but you wouldn’t mind if the circumstances arose for you to do so.
Thirty minutes later, you excused yourselves towards Eren’s (passed out in the living room) bedroom, your entire body trembling with anticipation. And so, 30 minutes later, you were in Eren’s bedroom, undressing with a familiar sense of urgency. Levi had really got you going whilst you were sobering up on the roof, and Sasha had had the brilliant idea of leaving you all alone on the roof so you could slip off with Levi. He’d led you to the bed, holding back his eagerness, and kissed you the moment the backs of your legs touched the mattress. It was a urgent, desperate kiss, as if he needed that contact with your mouth just to breathe. It turned you on even more. He slipped his arms under your top (if you could call it a top, with the scant fabric there was) and paused as he brushed against two cold, metallic barbels at your nipples. The sudden realisation made him smirk, looking hungry, it seemed. He quickly pulled your top off, pausing for a few seconds just to look at your breasts, and set about undoing your bottoms. Meanwhile, you weren’t just standing there passively, as you’d already unbuttoned and pulled down his trousers, and you set about his jumper, pulling it over his head as you broke the kiss. The air was hot around you. Levi looked at you with a mixture of reverence for the perfection your body represented (but he already knew that; you weren’t exactly the modest type), and lustful hunger thanks to your generous assets and the two pink piercings running through your nipples. His mouth found the left one, and his hand pinched the right, making you arch slightly off the mattress. Fucking hell, that was good. Painfully so, actually. Sometimes you felt a bit masochistic. Maybe you were. He nibbled at the nipple, then bit the piercing, and slid his tongue over to the other breast to give it the same attention. You couldn’t even move. Rumour had it that he was primarily a giver, and that he could come just from watching a girl get off. It was so sexy.
Your whole body trembled with excitement and anticipation as his hand gently traced down your abdomen to your hipbone, then down the inside of your thigh, finally moving back up towards your cunt. You were practically dripping. He spread your legs wider to see what awaited him, and he seemed to like what he saw, as he sighed with contentment. His index finger finally made contact with your cunt, and he slid a finger into your vagina. Your muscles tightened around the sudden intrusion, but the slight tugging sensation quickly faded. He added another finger, then a third, all the while kissing his way from your breasts down to your pussy with his mouth. You were biting your wrist. You weren’t usually very vocal, so this was more to keep a foothold in the real world. When he finally pressed his mouth against you, he didn’t waste any time. Levi flipped you onto your back, upside down, taking your upper thighs onto his shoulders and in his arms to keep them open as he plunged into your pussy. Surprised, your mouth let go of your wrist and he grabbed your hands to pin them where he was holding your thighs. You couldn’t move. His tongue worked its magic, circling your clit until your thighs began to tremble, then stopping to lick lower down to push the impending orgasm away. He did the same thing for at least 15 minutes, and you were starting to lose your mind a little. You were struggling because you wanted to press his head down so he’d stop edging you and then pulling back, again and again. Your pussy was opening and clenching around nothing, in frustration, and Levi was fascinated by the movement. He clearly wasn’t finished yet.