#alpha levi

You could only shiver helplessly in his arms, the aftershocks of the orgasm completely controlling your nerves and paralysing your limbs. "Y-Yes," you breathed.

"Shall I stop?" he asked. He looked at your undone face, ensuring he hadn't overwhelmed you.

You frantically shook your head, your fingers clutching his shoulders. "N-no, mate me. I n-need the knot... I need your seed." You pulled back slightly, looking into his eyes with a needy, utterly desperate whimper. "Please."

Hearing your submission, Levi’s jaw clenched. He held you tightly against his chest, refusing to let a single inch of his cock slip out of your soaking warmth, and carried you over to his massive oak desk. He carefully laid you down onto the smooth wood. Your back instinctively arched in pure pleasure as his thick shaft shifted deep inside your womb from the movement of your body.

Levi hovered over you, his chest heaving as he looked down at you splayed out on his desk, your hair messy, your skin flushed, and your thighs wide open for him. You looked like the most perfect, beautiful meal.

He ran his large hand down the curve of your stomach, his fingers trailing down your soft skin as he began bucking into you all over again. His pace was slower now, deeper.

"I have such a perfect mate," Levi growled, a dark, possessive purr vibrating in his chest as he buried his full length into you, hitting your sensitive cervix with a heavy, deliberate thud. "Look at how beautifully you take me. Look at how tight you are for your Alpha."

You let out a broken cry, your hands reaching up to grip the edges of the desk as he ground his pelvis hard against your pussy lips.

"You're mine," Levi murmured fiercely, leaning down so his mouth was just an inch from yours, his hot breath mingling with your groans. He gripped one of your thighs, pinning it flat against the desk to open you up even wider, exposing your slick, twitching centre to his relentless gaze. "Every single inch of this beautiful body belongs to me. Nobody else gets to see you like this. Nobody else gets to hear these noises you make for me. Just me."

He pulled back, his eyes locked on the place where your bodies joined. Watching himself slide smoothly in and out of your soaking folds was driving him crazy, but he intentionally held back his own release, determined to worship you until you were entirely spent. He bucked his hips again, a long, rolling thrust that made your stomach flutter.

"Good girl, keep taking it all," he praised, his voice a spell that made your Omega core ache with love. "You're doing so well for me, sweetheart. Let your Alpha take care of you. Let me breed you."

He leaned down to capture your mouth in a deep, slow, and possessive kiss, his tongue mimicking the heavy friction of his hips as he continued to make slow, passionate love to you on the desk, marking your soul just as deeply as he had marked your skin.

The slow, devastating movement of Levi’s hips was a beautifully calculated torture. Every deep, rolling thrust drove you closer and closer to the edge all over again. The friction of his thick Ackerman shaft rubbing against your highly sensitive, swollen walls was too intense, forcing your body to tighten frantically around him as the pressure built into a roaring crescendo.

"Levi—ah! I'm going to... I'm coming again!" you cried out, your fingers desperately clawing at the desk beneath you.

The moment Levi felt your inner walls begin to twitch and clamp down on him, he stopped his thrusts. With a groan of sheer willpower, he pulled his length nearly all the way out of you, leaving only the broad, throbbing tip teasing your entrance. He braced his large hands on either side of your hips, leaning back just enough to watch you come undone right below him.

A loud, shattered sob tore from your throat as your body climaxed without his movement. Your back arched completely off the desk, your chest heaving as the intense waves of your second orgasm ripped through your nerves. Your hot Omega slick came pouring out of you, dripping down his thick shaft and coating his knuckles. Your thighs shook uncontrollably, your toes curling as you practically vibrated from the sheer force of the pleasure.

Levi looked down at you, a wave of pure satisfaction washing over his sharp features. A dark, possessive smirk tugged at the corner of his lips, his silver eyes completely blown out as he took in the sight.

You looked absolutely breathtaking. Your hair was wildly fanned out across his desk, your cheeks were flushed, and your chest was rising and falling in ragged gasps. Your thighs were completely trembling and wide open, entirely vulnerable and beautifully ruined just for him.

He let out a deep, rumbling Alpha purr that vibrated the very wood beneath you. He reached down with one hand, his calloused fingers gently stroking the inside of your shaking thigh, leaning over you to press a soft, adoring kiss to your sweat-slicked forehead.

"Look at you," Levi growled softly, his voice thick with adoration. "So beautiful. Look at how pretty my mate looks when she cums for me. My perfect little Omega."

Levi looked down at your beautifully ruined form, his chest heaving as the sweet, heavy scent of your second release filled every corner of the office. The primal pull was too strong now. The desk was fine for a quick, desperate claim, but his Alpha instincts were screaming at him to properly nest with his mate, to take you to a place of total comfort where he could lock you down completely.

With an effortless lift, Levi scooped you up into his arms, keeping your bare legs wrapped securely around his waist. He didn't let his cock slip from your soaking warmth for even a second, carrying you across the room to the small, cosy cot nestled in the corner of his office.

He lay you down onto the soft, clean sheets, immediately hovering over you and pinning your hands above your head. His silver eyes were completely dark, the last remnants of his civilised composure burning away into feral dominance.

"This is it, brat," Levi rasped, his voice dropping into a deep, dirty, and possessive register that made your core instantly throb. "I'm locking you to me now. I’m going to knot you so deep you won't remember your own damn name."

You let out a needy, breathless whimper, your back arching off the mattress as he re-aligned his thick, heavy shaft.

Without an ounce of hesitation, Levi began to ravage you. He drove into you with a fierce, unrelenting speed, his hips slamming ruthlessly against yours. The dirty words poured from his lips against your neck. "You're getting completely filled with my seed, you hear me? I'm going to stretch you out, lock my knot inside your pretty little pussy, and keep you pinned under me until I know you're carrying my heir. You're mine to breed, sweetheart. Just mine."

The sheer, dirty intensity of his mating talk drove your Omega mind into an absolute frenzy. You dragged your nails across his chest, howling in pure pleasure as the bedpost rattled against the wall. Every heavy thrust was a brutal, perfect claim.

As he continued to make deep, worshipful love to you, the base of his cock began to throb. You gasped, your eyes widening as you felt a sudden, massive fullness stretching your entrance, his Alpha knot was rapidly swelling to its true, intimidating size.

"Levi—it's too big—ah!" you screamed, your internal walls desperately trying to accommodate the massive growth.

"Take it all for your Alpha," Levi growled, his jaw clenching as he used his full weight to push the thick, swollen ball of his knot completely inside your tight, soaking core.

The incredible, overwhelming sensation of his massive knot passing your threshold and locking himself inside you was the absolute breaking point. A blinding flash of white-hot pleasure shattered your vision, and you came harder than you ever had in your life, your internal muscles convulsing violently in massive, desperate clamps around his locked shaft.

Levi let out a shattered, primal growl as your tight release squeezed him. He couldn't move fully anymore, but he shifted what little he could, nudging his thick, pulsing knot deep inside your twitching walls to ensure every drop would hit its mark.

Finally, his control ruptured.

Levi leaned down and bit into your shoulder, his sharp teeth clamping hard to anchor himself as his hot Alpha seed began to explode deep inside your womb. He held you so close it felt like he wanted to pull you inside his own skin, his body rigid and shaking violently as he ejaculated in thick, heavy, endless pulses, filling you to the absolute brim while you both drifted into the blissful eternity of the fated mate bond.

As the thick, hot pulses of his seed continued to fill you to the absolute brim, Levi felt the fierce tension in his muscles finally begin to melt away. Locked tightly inside your soaking, twitching core by the massive swell of his knot, he knew he wasn't going anywhere for a while. The biological lock had you bound together on the mattress, perfectly trapped in the afterglow of your fated union.

The terrifying, ruthless Alpha weapon completely vanished.

Levi leaned his weight onto his forearms, keeping his chest pressed flush against your soft, bare breasts. He looked down at your dazed, beautiful face with eyes that were now soft and filled with love. He leaned down, capturing your lips in a series of slow, lazy, and deeply affectionate kisses, tasting the sweet vanilla of your breath.

"My mate... my perfect, beautiful mate," Levi mumbled against your lips, his voice dropping into a warm, sleepy purr.

He pulled back just an inch, his thumb gently wiping away a stray tear of pure pleasure from your cheek. He looked into your eyes, his protective instincts turning incredibly sweet. "Hey. Look at me, sweetheart. Are you okay? Did I hurt you?"

You shivered slightly under his heavy frame, a soft, content smile spreading across your face. You reached up, tangling your fingers in his damp, dark hair to pull him down for another quick kiss. "I'm okay, Levi. I promise. You were perfect... my Alpha."

Hearing your reassurance instantly sent humanity's strongest soldier into full, cute puppy mode.

A soft, low purr of happiness rumbled in his throat. Levi buried his face right back into the crook of your neck, loudly nuzzling his nose against your scent gland, inhaling your vanilla and winter berry scent like it was his oxygen. He peppered your collarbone, your jaw, and your cheeks with a barrage of tiny, adoring kisses, his lips moving with a playful, needy urgency that made you let out a breathless giggle.

He slid his hands up from the mattress, taking your small, shaking hands into his. Levi laced his long fingers through yours, lifting your hands to his face to kiss your knuckles, casually inspecting your palms and playing with your fingers like a lazy, content wolf guarding his favourite treasure.

"You're so small," he murmured affectionately, a rare, boyish smile tugging at the corner of his lips as he squeezed your hands. "Small and soft. Perfect for me."

As you lay there, trapped beneath his heavy knot and in the warm duvet, Levi suddenly slid one of his hands down to the soft flare of your waist. His long fingers began to lightly, playfully drum against your sensitive ribs, a wicked, teasing glint returning to his eyes.

"Levi, wait—" you gasped, instantly twisting your hips as the light friction sent a sudden burst of ticklish electricity through your nerves. You let out a bright laugh, trying to wiggle away from his fingers, but his knot kept you pinned perfectly in place. "Levi, stop, it tickles!"

"Tch. Let me love you, brat," Levi chuckled softly, his voice full of a beautiful warmth as he kept lightly tickling your sides, watching you squirm and laugh beneath him. He leaned down to press one final, deeply tender kiss right to the tip of your nose. "You're stuck with me now. Get used to it."

You were looking forward to opening day. You’d spent months crawling through every bookshop, online and in person, as well as every thrift shop trying to find one specific book. No one seemed to know of it’s existence. So you were silently begging the universe to cut you a break and let this new bookshop carry what you were looking for.

You’d only recently discovered their grand opening. An awkward omega gave you a flier. They were handing them out as people were leaving the grocery store. You were really excited, but maybe that was your inner bookworm talking.

Since the shop was right down the road, you decided to walk there on opening morning. You weren’t really expecting any sort of crowd. All of the college kids had gone home for the summer, so the streets had emptied out some. You enjoyed how quiet the summers were. So the long, winding line leading from the door of Stem and Spine was definitely a surprise.

You didn’t need to look for the book that badly. You could come in a month or so when things had died down some. You were going to head back home when you heard the people by you talking:

“I heard the guy running this place is hot as fuck,” said one.

“Did you hear what that girl in our study group said?” asked the other. The first shook their head. “Apparently his scent is like, super strong.”

The friend grinned, running their tongue over their teeth. “I can‘t wait to find out.”

Oh no, you mentally groaned then took a nice deep breath. The scents came one right after the other. A mangled mash up of pheromones. This line was almost entirely betas and omegas. And they were here for that alpha. You were never going to be able to shop there at this rate! As an omega yourself, you just knew they all would come from miles around until this guy was claimed.

You decided it was better to queue up, then maybe you’d actually get a chance to set foot inside. You waited for hours. You were sure those ahead of you would linger as long as possible and try to make an impression. That meant everyone had to stand in line longer.

By the time employees came down the line and told people they were closing for the night, your feet were killing you and your phone battery was nearly dead. All day and you’d only gotten a quarter of the way to the door! You could still see the spot you’d started from. A few people tried to get rowdy, complaining it was unfair that they’d been waiting all day. But their steam fizzled when employees threatened to call the police.

For two weeks, you checked the line for Stem and Spine. Day after day the line seemed to get longer. You saw a lot of returning faces, they must’ve been desperate. You even saw a handful of people getting escorted out by police! You also heard more and more rumors about what everyone was lining up for.

I heard he’s one of those hot, stoic types. I’d love to break him.

I heard that if you’re a beta or omega, just the guy’s scent is enough to make you jizz in your pants.

I heard he doesn’t like needy omegas, good thing I’m not like the others.

I heard he’s starting an entire harem - I’d love to be a part of that!

This is my eighth time going. I swear, I’m on the verge of making him my mate!

The rumors went on and on, getting more and more absurd. You wondered what this guy was really like, if he was really worth all of this. You weren’t interested, you just wanted a book! If anything, this was annoying. You figured it was probably annoying for him too, especially if he just wanted to do his job and not have to worry about anyone throwing themselves at him.

Finally, on a Sunday afternoon, you were able to set foot in Stem and Spine. It was quiet. No three block long line in sight. Sure, it was still busy but these people actually wanted books. They were all glued to the shelves, actually talking about books, and showing each other covers.

Inside was better than you’d imagined it. Everything was cream, gold, crimson, and navy blue. In one half was the tea shop. There were shelves of tea and accessories that lined the walls; loose leaf, prepackaged, diffusers, tea pots, honey sticks, spoon rests. As well as a long barista counter that had a large chalkboard and sizable drink list that was nothing but tea. There were a small handful of metal tables and chairs, and you remembered seeing some outside with umbrellas as well.

The other half of the store was the bookshop. There was row after row of books. Mostly fiction from your first glance. There were also displays for local authors and a shelf of new arrivals. You couldn’t wait to spend the day combing through. The entire vibe was cozy and the scent of jasmine wafting around was relaxing. You did wonder, however, how you were able to get in. Had the alpha been claimed? You didn’t smell anything overwhelming.

“Aaawwww, what do you mean he’s not here?!” You heard a girl whine. You were just starting on the second row of books.

“Mr. Ackerman isn’t here,” said the employee, irritation clear in their voice. “And no, I don’t know if he’ll be back today.”

The girl groaned loudly, but you didn’t hear her complain anymore. You figured she must’ve left. You wondered if she was the one who’d managed multiple visits.

“This has really gotten out of hand,” you heard the employee down the aisle say. They’d been stocking more books. “Great for sales, though.”

“That bad?” you asked. The employee looked at you, she looked tired. Her name tag read Mikasa.

“You have no idea,” she sighed. “I like working here. Levi is my cousin and a great boss, but these fangirls have just been too much. You’d think the fact that he ignores them would be a turn off. But they just keep coming.”

You didn’t realize you’d spent your whole afternoon in Stem and Spine until Mikasa came around to give you a five minute heads up. You were disappointed you didn’t find what you were looking for. But you still managed to find a couple hidden gems you were excited about. Maybe what you wanted was just too obscure.

You brought your books to the counter. As they rang you up, you noticed a clip board with a paper that read What Books Would You Like to See at Stem and Spine? Under that was a long list of handwritten titles and author names. You quickly scribbled down the book you were looking for. At least now there was a chance for it to appear.

Over the next month, you managed two visits to Stem and Spine every week. You and the employees actually started to recognize each other. You also started to see titles you recognized from the list. The mysterious Mr. Ackerman, however, still managed to escape your sight. Every time you went, there was a small posse outside just trying to grab a whiff.

It wasn’t until your first visit of the following month that you finally laid eyes on him. You’d just finished a series and were looking to start a new one. So you wandered over to the new arrivals section. You’d been there about half an hour when a heavy wave of lavender hit you. It filled your head, murking up your thoughts. You figured this had to be him, and the rumors were true - his scent was another beast entirely.

You shook your head to focus your thoughts. You liked this store, so this was something you were going to have to get used to if you wanted to keep shopping there. But you were also extremely concerned - if he was here, then that long line and hoard of omegas and betas would be too. You wanted to leave, but you were stuck between two books with money only for one.

You probably should’ve noticed the scent getting stronger. But you were so focused on reviewing the synopsis on both and thumbing through that you were oblivious. You didn’t wake from your stupor until there was a flutter of movement beside you. You glanced to your left to see a dark haired man in a white collared shirt with the sleeves rolled up. He set down the few boxes he was carrying.

This man, you realized, was where the lavender wall had come from. This was the infamous Levi Ackerman, owner of Stem and Spine. Mikasa had told you a bit about him in previous weeks. You liked talking to her whenever you came in.

“It’s rude to stare,” he said in a surprising tenor. His back was still to you. You cursed under your breath and turned back to the shelf. That was one way to embarrass yourself. You began musing between the books in your hands again.

After a long moment of silence, a voice said, “I’d pick the one in your right hand.”

You looked over to meet a bored pair of silver eyes. “What?”

“I’ve read them both. The book in your right hand was far more interesting.”

“Oh cool,” you said slowly. “Thanks. I would’ve been here for ages.”

You quickly placed the other one back in its place and scuttled away. You were just going to have to take his word for it. You didn’t want to hover anymore than you had. At the front, they packaged up your book and you were swiftly out the door.

Levi had been right, the book was very good and you were excited that there were four more books to follow with a movie planned. The next time you tried to go to Stem and Spine it was packed again. There was a line down the block and you just didn’t have the time to wait. Your shift at work started soon, and all you’d wanted to do was thank him for the recommendation.

You decided to head straight to work instead. Luckily, you didn’t have to wait long to see the bookstore owner again. The wall of lavender hit you before you saw him. You watched everyone around you turn to stare. It didn’t seem to phase him in the least.

Levi came to the counter and briefly talked with your coworker, who couldn’t seem to keep a straight face. When they disappeared to look for someone, Levi waited at the counter. This was probably going to be weird, but you really did want to thank him for helping you find a new series you absolutely loved.

“Hey,” you started, the book in your hand. He glanced at you briefly. “I, uh. You probably don’t remember me, but you recommended this book to me last week. And I, uh, I just wanted to say thank you. It was really good.”

“I told you it was better,” he stated. “I remember the other one you had - the author writes shit. It doesn’t have any good character development and there were a few glaring plot holes.”

“Oh, that’s good to know - I’ll definitely take that off my reading list.” You laughed awkwardly, carefully tucking the book away in your bag. “I was, uh, I was going to stop by the shop earlier. See if you were there - so I could thank you. But that line was just - woo!”

“I’m going to have to do something about that.” You weren’t sure if that was directed at you, but Levi seemed lost in thought.

Your coworker soon came back with someone in tow. They talked for a minute and then Levi and his intoxicating scent were gone. Afterwards, your coworker could not shut up about him. There was no way you were going to tell them about the bookshop.

In the days that followed, the line to get into the shop shrunk. But there was a continuous crowd that flurried around. A few employees you recognized seemed to be doing crowd control.

“I don’t care that you want to see him,” said one. “You don’t actually want a book or tea! It’s clogging up the shop.”

So Levi was doing something about the outrageous line. You were looking forward to being able to shop there again. The employees inside seemed less stressed when you went in and, at least, you weren’t brushing shoulders with anyone.

“Hey, [Name]!” Mikasa called as she spied you. She waved from her spot at the book counter where she was talking with Levi. You waved back at her, accidentally met Levi’s eyes, and then shuffled off into the book aisle to grab the next installment of the series.

You paid for your book, then went over to the tea shop. You didn’t know much about tea, but you figured you might as well start trying the different blends. There was a small display set up that recommended different teas for certain books. Like a nice citrusy Lady Grey to go with Pride and Prejudice.

“I don’t think that tea pairs with your book.”

You knew that voice. You turned to find Levi there with you, hovering, observing as you skimmed through the tea bags. You looked down at the pouch of English Breakfast Tea in your hand.

“You don’t think so?”

“You’ll want a black currant tea.” Levi reached just above your head and pulled down a paper bag with a raven on it. “I’m partial to this one.”

You took the bag, turning it over in your hand. You put the original pouch you grabbed back. Awkwardly, you smiled at him. “Uh, thanks. Guess I’ll go pay for this then.”

You weren’t sure what to make of it, it was probably nothing. But this encounter left you with a strange feeling. There were a few more like that to follow too.

“You’ll want a different tea for that,” he said as you picked up the third book.

“I can’t just make the black currant one?” you asked, baffled.

“Each book has a flavor that it pairs with. This one is more of a mint. If you pick wrong, you'll ruin the whole damn experience.” Levi turned the full power of his eyes on you. You were frozen under them. “Just like each person has their scent. Each scent has something that pairs nicely with it. For example, mine is lavender, yours is more of a sage. The two go well together.”

“Oh,” was all you could manage. That was the first time you felt the little flutter in your chest.

Every time you went to Stem and Spine to purchase a book Levi was there over your shoulder. He’d direct you to whichever tea he felt best went with it. He even started talking about the nuances in the flavors. How the aromatics helped, which shape of tea bag was optimal, ideally how long to steep it for. You became very knowledgeable about tea in the following visits. You were sure you'd be an expert by the time you went to pick up the last book in the series he showed you. But nowhere near as knowledgeable as Levi.

The next time you went, you saw Mikasa at the counter speaking with Levi.

"You can have the days off. Just fill out the request form," Levi said as you walked up to them.

"You're going on vacation soon, Mikasa?" you asked.

She turned her eyes to you. "My mate is going into his rut soon. I always make sure to take those days off to help him with his nest or anything else he needs."

You smiled at her. "That's really thoughtful, Mikasa. I hope, if I find someone, that they're like you."

She raised an eyebrow. "You don't have a mate?"

"No." You shook your head and shrugged.

You could've sworn you caught Mikasa giving Levi a nudge and a sharp look. Levi gave her a brief glare back. Then his eyes turned to you, his gaze relaxed.

"Why?" he asked.

You laughed humorlessly. "No one's ever really stuck around or I broke up with them. One guy tried to get me to sell my book collection. He said that they were just a waste of time and money. So I decided that he was a waste of my time. There's nothing worse than someone who doesn't understand your hobbies."

Levi said nothing but hummed in response.

"Do you have a mate out there in this big wide world, Levi?" you asked.

"No," he spat curtly.

You didn't mean to gape, but you couldn't deny you were shocked. "Really?"

"What?"

"I'm just surprised, ya know? With your strong scent and how handsome you are... I just figured by now someone would have come along. That's all."

Levi looked away from you. "My scent is more trouble than it's worth. All it does is draw shitty little brats."

You chuckled. "I can see that, considering the long line the first month you guys were open. I also noticed the growing wall of banned people. – Well I just came in to grab something really fast before work. My shift starts soon."

The college students were starting back up for the autumn semester. The streets began to fill up with cars of fresh faces, new dreams, and overstuffed suitcases. You had a feeling there'd be a new influx of people at Stem and Spine.

The hunch was correct.

Before you knew it, the store was once again filled wall to wall with people seeking Levi's attention. He seemed increasingly agitated every time you saw him. Then he once again disappeared for a few weeks, causing the crowds to thin.

“I heard the author is writing the final installment,” Mikasa said as she rang you up. “It’s supposed to be out in a few months.”

“Really? I thought this was the last book?” You raised an eyebrow. You weren’t upset, just surprised. The story felt like it could easily be wrapped up in one book. You hoped it wasn’t going to be one of those strangling the plot lines scenarios, where the whole series goes down in flames right at the end.

“Nope, one more.” Mikasa shook her head. “I’m sure Levi will be upset.”

“Does he really like this series?”

“No.”

You met her with a curious gaze. Her eyes gave you nothing in return. You’d never really noticed how similar she and Levi looked until then. Both with silky black hair and unwavering grey eyes.

"I don't smell him around today. I take it he's still in hiding? I guess I'm on my own to find a tea, then," you laughed.

Mikasa handed you your bag, it was brown paper with a dark red book and tea leaf stamped onto it. You had a small collection you kept folded under your sink and used for various things.

"Hey, before you go," Mikasa started. "I'd like to consider us friends."

You nodded and smiled at her. "I'd like to think so."

"So then would you like to hang out when I'm not working? I was thinking about going to see the movie for this, it comes out soon. Would you like to go? I'll buy the tickets."

"That'd be awesome! I can pay you back."

Mikasa laughed, then waved her hand dismissively. "It's no issue, don't worry about it. Give me your number, and we can pick a date."

You exchanged numbers then wandered over to the teashop. You were only a little upset to be tea shopping alone. You were so used to having company. You wondered what type of tea Levi would recommend. You had to admit, you were starting to look forward to your shopping visits more knowing he was there. You were happier to see him than Mikasa most days. You were grateful for your newly formed friendship, so it made you feel a bit guilty. But you couldn’t deny that there was something soothing about listening to Levi’s passion for tea.

You thumbed through the pages of the book. Skimming without trying to spoil anything for yourself. You were just trying to get the feel. What flavor would this book be? Something dark and fruity, like a black currant? Or something a little lighter, more classic like the mint? You settled on an orange bergamot, this would have to work. You paid and then walked over to your job.

About half way through your shift, a familiar tsunami of lavender smacked you in the face. Levi strode casually through the lobby looking bored as ever. He had a bag in his hand. You wondered if he’d been out shopping. You met his gaze, immediately diverting your own back to your paperwork.

“Mikasa said you were in the shop today,” he said, the scent rolling off of him was strange and heavy.

You looked up, getting sucked into those silver pools. “Yeah, I came to get the next book in the series. I figured you were still keeping your distance. - Did you need my help with something? Did you need John again?”

“I wanted to make sure you didn’t pick a shitty tea.”

You scrutinized his face. It held absolutely nothing. He really came all this way to ask what tea you picked? Well, it was just the next street over. But he still had to go out of his way to see you. He didn’t have to do that. Your heart fluttered.

“I skimmed through, but I’m not sure I picked the right one.” You handed over the bag of tea you bought.

Levi rolled his eyes. “Tech, don’t spoil it for yourself, idiot.”

He took the bag, examining it thoroughly. He considered the ingredients for a long moment. You could practically see the cogs turning in his mind. Finally Levi handed it back over to you.

“Interesting choice,” he started. “But it works. I’m impressed.”

“Thanks, I really tried to put your lessons into practice,” you laughed. There was a long stretch of silence. “I suppose you’re probably going back to Stem and Spine, I won’t keep you any longer. But I appreciate you stopping by, I didn’t think you remembered that I worked here.”

Levi stood a moment longer, then placed the bag he’d been carrying on the counter. It was from his store. “I brought this in case you picked wrong. - I’d still like you to have it.”

You stood. “No, I couldn’t -”

“I insist.”

“At least let me lay you for it. Or exchange it for the one I bought!”

Levi was already walking away. “Just take the fucking thing. I picked it out for you.”

Then Levi was gone, but his lavender scent still swam in your head. You took the bag from the counter, peering in to inspect its contents. You were so curious what he picked. You pulled out a white bag of loose leaf tea with a rose stamped on it in pink. The name read The Start of Something Sweet, it was made with strawberries and rose. You couldn’t help but smile a bit to yourself.

Later that night you made yourself a cup using what you remembered of Levi’s impromptu tea lessons. You couldn’t keep the little smile off your face. Not even as you talked with Mikasa about your movie plans. You picked a date two Saturdays away. You were really excited, you could only hope that the movie did any sort of justice.

A few days later, you made another trip to Levi’s store. It was restock day. As usual, you beelined for the new arrivals section. You were disheartened to find your requested book had still not made an appearance. You groaned. Maybe they couldn’t find a distributor either. That’d be just your luck.

“Looking for anything in particular?” Mikasa asked, stopping beside you. “You look disappointed.”

“Yeah,” you sighed. “I’ve been on the hunt for this one book and no one has it. I’ve checked everywhere! I even put it on your recommendations list when you first opened. It’s just getting annoying at this point.”

“Maybe I can track it down for you and get you a rush order?”

You smiled at her gratefully. “You’d do that for me?”

Mikasa shrugged. “It’s no problem. I don’t see why not. What’s Levi going to do? Fire me?”

“Sweet, thank you so much! I’ll text you what I’m looking for.”

“Hey, I’m actually about to go on break. Do you want to go get something to eat with me? You have off today, right?”

You agreed and hovered by the counter while Mikasa grabbed her things from the back. You chatted idly with a few of the other employees. They were complaining about how busy it’s been since school was back in session. You hadn’t been surprised, of course. They did build the town around the university after all.

Once the scent of lavender began wafting in, everyone became tense. You noticed something was off. It was sharper and so sweet it was almost bitter and very dense and heavy. Levi stalked in, looking irritated. He gave a sharp glare to his employees, but didn’t say anything. Instead marching through the door that said employees only on it.

“Something must’ve happened,” said one of the employees you were talking to. “He was in a good mood this morning.”

You wanted to go after him. In fact, your feet even began to pull in his direction on their own. But you stopped yourself, embarrassed. Tea aside - you didn’t know him all that well, after all. The last thing he’d probably wanted was a random omega tailing after him.

You had a thought, a reflection of something he told you - a book and a good cup of tea always made his mood better. He told you in passing, he probably didn’t even remember saying it. You knew you’d seen your favorite book somewhere in the store. With any luck, it was one he hadn’t read. You swept through the shelves, quickly finding it, then went to find a matching tea. You’d already had one in mind. Mikasa emerged just as the cashier was packing it all up for you. You had them wrap it in brown paper.

“Did you find something after all?” she asked.

You felt warm. Did it get hot all the sudden? You looked guiltily at the items in your hands.

“Actually,” you started awkwardly. “These are for Levi.”

“Levi?”

“Yeah, he seemed pretty mad when he came through a few minutes ago. Could you - I don’t know - could you give these to him for me?”

“I think it would be better if you gave them to him yourself, he’s still here.”

Mikasa didn’t give you much of a choice as she steered you towards the door he’d gone through. She forcefully shoved you down a small hallway and into Levi’s office. He was furious when he heard the door open. The sharp scent was even thicker in here, nearly suffocating. But you couldn’t help your overwhelming urge to calm him.

“[Name],” Levi grumbled, pinching the bridge of his nose. His eyes were shut tight. “I know you can fucking read, the sign says employees only.”

“They have something for you, don’t be an asshole,” snapped Mikasa.

You thought you heard Levi mutter brat under his breath. He looked up at you, eyeing the items in your hands curiously. You smiled a bit. Avoiding his gaze, you admired how neat his desk was. You were sure, if you had a ruler, that everything would be evenly spaced apart.

“You seemed upset when you came in,” you said, swallowing thickly. “I remembered what you said and thought maybe a book and some tea would help? This one’s my favorite and I picked something that I thought went with it. - I promise I paid for it.”

You placed the items on his desk and slowly backed away. You tried to slip away now that your peace offering had been given. Mikasa, however, wouldn’t let you leave. Levi picked up the book, turning it over his hands. He studied the cover and read the synopsis. Finally, after a long minute, he hummed and turned back to you.

“I haven’t read this one,” Levi said. You stifled a sigh of relief. “You make interesting choices in tea, thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” you said quickly and Mikasa finally let you out the door.

Mikasa didn’t bring up the incident over lunch. You, on the other hand, couldn’t stop thinking about it. Why did you do that? It was incredibly impulsive, but also inappropriate. That was basically the equivalent of screaming out how much he made your heart race and your palms sweat.

You tried not to dwell on it. But over the course of the week, you found yourself reflecting. You had hoped, more than you realized, that he would like what you brought him. You wanted his approval, not just his thanks. But you hadn’t been able to find the time to stop by the store and see if he’d read it. You’d been too busy with work, along with some plans with friends.

The next time you saw Levi was at your work again. He came bearing another bag. You were worried your coworkers would start getting the wrong idea. An alpha giving an omega gifts - how must that have looked to them? Then again, it was awfully presumptuous to think that the bag was for you.

But you were certain that Levi would never court you. Did you want him to, even? You hadn’t put much thought into the idea. But you didn’t hate the thought of getting to know him better. All you knew was what little he’d revealed in your chats while you picked out books and tea. Along with a little of what Mikasa had told you.

“We have to stop meeting like this,” you joked as Levi stepped up to the counter.

There was a certain air about him today. Maybe it was the way he’d slicked his hair back neatly. Or how starched the collar on his shirt was where it came out of his camel colored vest. He even seemed a touch more rested than usual.

Levi placed a bag on the counter. “This is for you.”

You couldn’t stop the sound of delight that came out of your mouth as you took the book out of the bag. It was finally, finally in your hands. After countless hours of fruitless searching, the damn book was finally in your hand.

“Holy shit,” you cried. “You found it! How much do I owe you?”

“It’s on the house this time.” Levi reached in and pulled a small brown pouch out of the bag. He smirked, which sent a chill down your spine. “Cinnamon, something spicy to go with that dirty fucking shit you’re reading.”

You froze mid celebration, oh shit. It was indeed a book with a good chunk of smut in it. Your friend had let you borrow her copy, that’s the only reason you knew about the book in the first place.

“You read it?” your voice came out hoarse.

Levi clicked his tongue. “The important parts, to figure out which blend would go along with it. It’s no wonder you couldn’t find it, no self respecting bookshop carries porn.”

“It’s not porn!”

You were not expecting him to read it. But of course he would only read the spicy scenes. No context to the story or anything else. You were devastated.

“Mhm.” It did not sound like he believed you. With that, Levi turned and began to walk away. He called over his shoulder to have a good day, followed by the pet name they used in the book.

You felt warm all over, tingles chasing from head to toe. You stared after him until he was gone. Then you sat flustered in your seat with your cheek against the cool desk. You could feel a scream burning in the back of your throat. You were so glad there was a half wall so no one could see you.

When you finally got up the nerve to crack open the book you found an envelope. Your name was written in beautiful cursive on the back. Cautiously, you cut it open. Inside was money and a little note in the same scrawl.

I won’t hold this against you. I know your entire taste in literature isn’t trash. Here’s money back for the stuff you gave me. I can see why it’s your favorite.

L. Ackerman

PS. Don’t even fucking think about trying to give the money back.

It was a short note, but it was enough to bring that flutter back. You couldn’t help reading it over and over again.

Before you knew it, movie day was finally upon you. You dressed casually and were so excited that you got to the theater an hour before it started. There was no Mikasa in sight, so you sat on a bench and read. You didn’t start to worry until there was only fifteen minutes before the movie began and she was still nowhere to be seen. Not even a text.

You: Hey, just checking if you’re close by.

Mikasa: Sorry, I’m not going to be able to make it. Enjoy the movie, you’ll have to tell me what I missed.

You groaned. You did not want to see this movie on your own. Though, you supposed it wasn’t so bad. Lots of people went by themselves. You’d just been looking forward to some bonding time with your new friend.

“So this is what that little brat was up to,” said a voice behind you. You turned to find no other than Levi. His scent was just beginning to wrap you up in a field of flowers. He had two travel cups with him, and looked as attractive as ever. No white collared shirt today. That was replaced by casual clothes and tight fitting jeans.

“Mikasa?” you asked, forcing yourself to look away.

He rolled his eyes. “I should’ve known, she didn’t even read the damn thing.”

You stood in silence for a moment. You had to wonder if this was as weird for him as it was for you. You had to admit, you did not see this coming. You could only wonder if he was disappointed to see you there.

You cleared your throat. “Look, you don’t have to watch it with me. We can sit in separate rows -“

“Don’t be stupid. Here.” Levi held out a cup to you. “You didn’t get to read the first book with anything. - Let’s go see if they fucked our shit up.”

Levi grabbed your wrist, tugging towards the direction of your theater. Your skin tingled where he touched you. You weren’t surprised by the amount of stares, but each set of eyes you passed was still unnerving. You were glad to be in your seats where it’d be harder for them.

“I heard they’re already filming the next one,” Levi stated after a few moments. He wasn’t looking at you. He concentrated almost too hard on the screen, you thought he was going to bore holes into it. “We should go see it together when it comes out. Maybe grab dinner beforehand.”

“Like…a date?” you asked. It slipped out before you could stop yourself.

“What the hell else?”

You paused for a moment, twisting to look at him. You couldn’t figure out if he was serious or not. His cheeks gained a flush of pink. You smiled at him, then settled back into your seat.

“Yeah, I think I’d like that.”

Levi nodded, but didn’t say anything else as the lights went down. Somewhere through the night, in the tension of the dark theater, your hand ended up enveloped in his.

In the morning Stem and Spine was your first stop. You were there as soon as they opened. Mikasa was doing the opening drawer. You watched as Levi went up and slammed his hand down on the counter. She didn’t so much as flinch.

“Oi,” he said. Mikasa looked up at him. “What the hell was that stunt you pulled yesterday?”

You walked up behind him. “Yeah, you did miss one hell of a movie.”

“I don’t know why you’re both so annoyed, it seems my plan worked,” she said bored, not even bothering to look up from the cash she was counting.

“How did you know we wouldn’t just walk out of the theater and not watch the movie together?” you asked.

“You both like that series too much. Besides, Levi may know a lot about tea, but he’s also stupid. He never does anything for himself. So while he may not have realized what he was feeling, we all could see it. He just needed a little push. And so did you, [Name]. I knew you liked Levi.”

“I never actually told you that, though. I never told anyone.”

“You didn’t have to. You could smell it in the air when you were around each other. Like a call and response. You two were perfect and you couldn’t even see it. I knew from the first day you walked into the shop.”

Levi took your hand. “Don’t look so fucking smug.”

Mikasa laughed as Levi took you to his office. As soon as you stepped in Levi shut the door behind you. He gave you a swift kiss on the cheek as he went to his desk.

“She’s right you know,” he started, intentionally avoiding looking at you. “We are the perfect blend.”

He raises his eyebrows as if he were surprised. "Is... is it gonna be different from the betas I've--?"

Captain Levi tsks softly, pulling his shirt over his head and taking a moment to fold it carefully before placing it upon the desk seated by the porthole window; he glances at the rain pelting persistently against its glass. His response was short, to the point. "Betas don't have a knot."

Your abdomen tightened at the mention of a knot, the wetness in the seat of your underwear growing uncomfortable. You swallow thickly as Levi turns to face you.

Your eyes fall over the planes of his chest, the sight of him in only his trousers, his pale skin so pretty in the dim light of your cabin. You feel your mouth water when his hands fall down to his belt, working at the buckle. You open your mouth to respond, but no words come out.

"Hush, Omega."

The stirring in your belly was becoming a whirlwind, your lips drawing into a tight frown. Shaking, your hands creep upward to the straps of your tank top, and you start pulling. If it weren't for your forsaken heat brain, you knew it would feel awkward to undress before your Captain. But for the life of you, you couldn't put it together... why you craved such an audience...

You found yourself wanting him to watch. You wanted to hear his breath hitch in his throat as you eased the cup of your bra down below your breast and groped your skin. You wanted to feel his pulse quicken beneath your touch when you looped your arms around his neck, bringing him in for a sensual kiss. You wanted to feel his cock throbbing in your tight grasp--

Your hands pause over the clasp of your bra, realizing you had only two articles of clothing separating you from your corporal's increasingly hungry gaze. The tension in the air is thick, and you can barely keep your head up beneath its weight. Your eyes fall to his lips, newly wet with his spit as he licks them.

"Can I kiss you, Captain?”

Levi narrows his eyes, processing your request. He supposes he shouldn't deny you the comfort, even though the better half of him knows it isn't a grand idea. Kissing was for lovers, and you were only his soldier. He was doing you a favor. Alas, he found himself approaching you, reclaiming his seat on your thin mattress. His hands meet your bare waist as he leans over you, preparing to claim your mouth with his own.

Your heart thumps in your chest. Is it really happening? You suddenly find yourself worrying about the messiness of your cabin or the smell of your heat oozing out everywhere… your doubts are soon interrupted by Levi’s thumb and forefinger pinching your chin, tilting your face towards his. His lips hovering over yours, he growls lightly, “Right here, in this moment, I am not your Captain.”

His lips are plusher, warmer than you expected. You welcome the contact, whimpering softly and immediately tangling your fingers into his raven locks.

His scent envelopes you, dominating your senses, easing your inner turmoil, even if only slightly. He smells of rain and forests, woodsy and clean. You inhale it as if he were your life source, clinging desperately to every breath.

Your head is still spinning, a sphere of anxiety still turning, deep and heavy within your gut. You will your body to loosen up. If you could just relax, maybe you could close your eyes and forget who it was that was wedging himself between your legs, his kisses increasing in their fervor at an agonizingly slow pace. Maybe you could forget how it was Captain Levi slipping his tongue in between the cleft of your lips, demanding entry. His hand was sneaking up to your neck, tentative but steadfast in doing so.

Moving from your chin to your cheek, Levi softly-- so soft, you thought you had imagined it --caresses the side of your face. You shudder at the intimate touch, the discomfort in your tummy beginning to settle down as he lent himself to you. His skin was growing hotter, he was beginning to drip sweat onto your chest as he commences to rutting his hips against your core mindlessly. As your storm had calmed, his was only dawning; your bodies pick up the pace, grinding desperately against each other as if you had done this a hundred times.

Too soon, he breaks away from you. And naturally-- as if you needed to feel any more shameless --you cry out for him, in a way that makes you feel not only pitiful, but downright dirty. "A-alpha," you keen, reaching for him. "Please..,"

Captain Levi has a moment of pause, then. His hands, which were poised over his trousers, stop moving entirely of their own accord. That word, rather that title, had not been uttered in his presence in a very long time. Too long, he was beginning to think, as the hairs at the nape of his neck prickle and a growl forms deep in his chest. He takes a deep breath. Two deep breaths.

As a young Omega, you had been warned of ruts from a very young age. Stay away from Alphas acting strangely. Stay close to your Alpha brothers when able. Once you'd joined the Scouts, it was stay close to your Alpha Captain... following that logic, you'd be in a pickle. You didn't miss the way something instinctual flickers within his gaze, almost as if a switch had been flipped-- a big, heavy, dusty switch. All it took was one word, and you had him crumbling before you. Could you tell? He wondered, somewhere in the far corner of his mind.

Levi is unmoving for a time, his calculating gaze never leaving you, while you squirm and reach for him. He hadn't been in a rut since he was a young Alpha, still learning how to use his knot. Compatible mates were few and far between, a fact he'd come to be grateful for as he grew older and his priorities changed. He hadn't expected this to come of you, an Omega he'd likely have never run into had he stayed underground. What shall I do with you, Little Omega?

Caught in the heat of his steely stare, you could practically feel yourself dripping, further wetting the already drenched fabric beneath you. It was all so unbearably uncomfortable, and yet you felt as if you could only wait. For what, you didn't know.

You utter a single word within one last pathetic whimper before the Alpha made any move at all. "Sorry," you speak softly, finally daring to look away.

In all of your time with the Scouts, you knew well just how fast the Captain could move. However, being his target was something else entirely. He dives for you with grace, his warm palms colliding with your bare middle as he settles between your thighs, nudging your legs apart with ease.

"Ah!" You echo pitifully through the small cabin as the Alpha extends an arm, collecting a mess of your hair so quickly, you have no time to process the pain before your mouth is against his once more. This kiss-- if you could call it that --is fervid, desperate, carnivorous as if he were trying to consume you all in one go. It's teeth, tongue, and everything in between as you writhe into his touch, reaching a trembling hand between your legs, giving your aching wetness the attention it had been begging for since you woke up.

With a growl, Levi snatches your wrist away from your dripping center, advancing on you so that you are not only below him, but lying supine beneath him entirely. He breaks the kiss to reach down, swiftly removing his fatigues that have been settled loose around his waist the entire time. Your eyes immediately fall to the bulge in his briefs, the strain of his Alpha cock against the thin fabric looking incredibly uncomfortable.

"Eyes up," he commands, and you oblige without hesitation. You are frozen in his gaze, watching as he hungrily paws at your exposed flesh, his warm hands making you blush. He unclasps your bra in record time, tossing it aside without a care. You don't dare break eye contact with the Captain as he kneels forward, placing a featherlight kiss on your sternum while tenderly massaging the soft tissue and relishing in your pretty little gasps when his fingers pinch the stiff peaks of your nipples.

Between kisses and licks, he speaks to you in a breathy growl with what you can tell are the last few bites of self control that he's got in him. "We're compatible mates," he says, calling your attention to his lips. You can only watch as he takes one of your nipples into his mouth, sucking on it harshly and then releasing it with a small pop! "I plan on knotting you, Omega. We need to finish what we've started."

Shakily, you nod. All you can do was watch, the air now missing from your lungs. You continue to run your hands through his dampened hair while he trails more tiny kisses down your abdomen, stopping at your underwear, already thoroughly soaked with the evidence of your arousal. You can hear Levi groan deep in his throat.

He tugs the fabric down from your hips, over your thighs, knees, and then onto the floor. With one last glimpse at his silver orbs, you wince at the first contact he makes with your center. You are delighted for it to be his tongue.

"Levi--!" You expel, your eyes clamped tightly shut, your thighs threatening to flatten his head between them. His large hands grasp them easily, prying them apart to give you his attention. You can tell his patience is thin, the look in his eyes speaking for him. "What is it, Omega?"

"Y-you don't have to do that!" You squeak, fighting the urge to bite your lip when you feel him trail a finger down your leaking slit. "I-it's okay. We can just... get the hard part over with and be d-done."

He cocks a brow at you, but you wouldn't have noticed anyway. Your eyes are drawn shut still, blush hot on your face as you buck against his finger, alternating between prodding at your entrance and twirling wet, messy circles around your throbbing clit. "Are you not having fun, soldier?" Your eyes open spontaneously because he just spit on your fucking pussy. As if you needed any more lubrication. "You look like you're enjoying yourself, making such a fucking mess."

His head is back between your thighs. Tossing your head backwards, you cannot help the cry of 'alpha!' that slips from your lips in your wanton ecstasy. You're so wet with slick and sweat, you can only barely differentiate the pressure of his tongue from the pressure of his finger, but you can tell that one is swirling gentle circles around your clit and the other one is greedily slurping from your sodden core. He must be acting on instinct with the way he devours you like a man starved, you think.

You feel him inside you, finally. Two fingers deep, you can feel his digits pumping and scissoring within your walls, massaging the parts of you that haven't been touched in months. "I-I just meant, if you don't want t-to get messy--,"

"Mating is messy," he says, so matter-of-factly that you'd think he was talking about the weather. "I need to prepare you, Omega. You've never taken an Alpha before."

So chivalrous, you think with an internal scoff.

"Alpha," you cry once more, unable to fend off the sense of an impending climax. "I-I'm so close...,"

He growls, working harder at your essence, now slipping three fingers easily into your sopping mess of a cunt. He fingers you, growling all the while, watching as you writhe under his touch with such beautiful urgency. You're sweating, the sweat beading on your forehead, your puffy lips fixed into a pout as you jerk your hips every which way, desperate for release. "More," you cried, your stupid Omega pussy aching to be filled, and fingers just weren't going to cut it-- even if they did belong to an Alpha. Your Alpha.

But Levi wasn't ready to spoil this quite yet. He tsked and shook his head, the slightest ghost of a smirk spreading across his face at the disappointed whimper you release. "Make do, Omega," he tells you, his voice deeper than it was before. "Fall apart for me."

"Alpha," you weep pitifully, actual tears forming as you focus on climbing the mountain, reaching your peak for your Alpha. Do it for your Alpha.

"A-ah!" You cry out one last time, your walls fluttering around Levi's fingers as he continues to pump them-- he knew it wouldn't be long before your perfect little breeding body is ready for more. "I-I'm cumming, Alpha," you moan softly, allowing yourself to tumble into the depths of pleasure, finally slipping from that wonderful ledge. You orgasm in blinding technicolor, stars exploding behind your eyelids.

For a moment, you feel relieved. It's like a cool breeze on a hot summer day; welcomed, unexpected, but short-lived. You have maybe three minutes of rest, drool seeping pooling at the corners of your mouth, lips sore from all of the kissing and biting, your eyes closed and your hair flayed out onto the pillow beneath you. It'd been a long, long time since anyone other than yourself managed to get you off. You could shrug it off as being due to your heat, but a darker part of you knew that Levi was a large piece of the puzzle. Levi, the Alpha set on mating you, and those damn hands. Those damn hands attached to those damn fingers that were still massaging your quivering wetness.

"Spent already?" He asks suddenly, pulling you from your thoughts as a fresh pool of your arousal forms in the palm of his hand. "I think you've got another one in you, yeah?"

"No!" You shake your head fervidly. "Not your fingers!"

"No?" He repeats slowly, pulling them from your searing wetness.

"'Need you, Alpha," you groan, the coil in your tummy tightening once more. "'Need your knot...,"

Before you know it, you're clenching around nothing. Sputtering out a disappointed whine, you squirm and cry and reach out for your Alpha, who had given you the world and then taken it away just as quickly. Your little Omega heart was breaking as tears clung to your lashes, your arms extending and feeling for some semblance of him, somewhere...

You sigh, loud and shameless, when his mouth reclaims yours. The taste of you on his tongue intensifies the pleasure, the experience as a whole; you melt beneath your Captain, who had you wrapped around his fingers. His long, beautiful fingers…

“If I fuck you now, it’s gonna hurt,” he pants through gritted teeth, his clothed arousal shamelessly rutting into you. “So impatient.”

All you can manage is a whine, the pheromones in the room making your head spin. You don't care. You don't want fingers, as good as they felt, fucking you through the first orgasms of your heat. You could cream on his hands a hundred times and it wouldn’t satisfy you the way you knew his cock would; of course, in this state, you didn’t have the mind to put these thoughts to words.

Instead, you growl out, “Shut up, Levi,” in a moment of bravery that perplexed you as much as it aggravated him.

“Brat.” Is his only response as he pulls your hips down to him, grasping your thighs and folding them over your abdomen with ease. Your flexible omega body was made for this, made for an Alpha to bully around and fold into whatever lustful origami they deemed fit. You sigh when that hard, hot bulge makes contact with your aching sex. Even through his briefs, you're smitten with the sensation, just happy to be so close to the real thing.

Your mouth open, eyes clenched shut in ecstasy, you groan. "Please, Alpha," you whisper. "Let me feel you."

And who was Levi to deny you that? Grunting, you feel him pull away. A few seconds and some shuffling later, and he has returned to you. He allows your legs to fall from the mating press into a more comfortable position, taking precautions not to cause you too much pain on your first excursion into Alpha territory. He advances, then, pressing himself into your weeping center...

"O-oh," you breath out, a relieved sigh leaving your pretty pink lips.

Levi's dick hadn't touched an Omega in a decade at least. He had underestimated his own response, his own want; naked, the head of his cock pressing against your warm welcoming entrance, he was just as relieved as you. His rut wasn't fully-fledged quite yet, but in spite of that, he was absolutely purring at the sensation.

"Levi!" You gasp teasingly. "I never took you for one to purr."

“I’m not,” he snaps, his large hands gripping your hips with white knuckles. “You just-… fuck, it just feels so good.”

You can practically hear the way he bares his sharp canines at the declaration, his purr rumbling deep in his chest; instinctive, soothing, so loud above you that you could almost feel it reverberating within your own rib cage. You whine pitifully, your hands rising up to him and then hesitating, not sure what to do with them.

“Touch me,” he croaks, his eyes clenched shut in concentration. “Y-you can touch me.”

Enthused, you oblige, allowing your palms to travel the smooth expanse of his skin, marveling at its warmth while he splits you open. That’s right, you remember, your walls clenching around the intrusion. Your eyes fall to where your bodies are connected, amazed at the way he disappears inside of you. God, he's just so big. Your beta flings were nothing in comparison to his length, his girth, the way he was filling you up so nicely. An omega in heat, you barely notice the pain of the stretch if there even is any. You're surprised by the sheer amount of pleasure, the way he caresses nerves inside of you that you didn’t know existed before; the way his dick seems bottomless, never quite coming to a halt within your walls. You whimper and close your eyes, bucking your hips to encourage his movement. Deeper, you think. "I can… I need more..,"

“You are fucking insatiable,” you hear him mutter, his voice strained. “Greediest fucking cunt I’ve ever touched.”

Mewling in response, you finally feel some reprieve as he slides home, both of your hips stilling. The only sound you register in the cabin is that of your hurried breaths and Levi’s deep purring. You spare a glance upward, your starry orbs meeting his silver pools. The wonder in his eyes was immeasurable but plain as day; you could see the gears turning within him, something akin to adoration clouding his gaze.

“C-can you move?” You whisper, part of you wishing that he wouldn’t. Wishing the two of you could stay there, forever, as close as two humans could possibly be in the tiny cabin of the ship, muggy from all of the heavy panting.

“Yes,” he says slowly, his face suddenly inching down toward yours. “I can.”

Your lips are captured in a vice before you can reply, the air stolen from your lungs in an instant. You don't know how or why, but suddenly, there are two purrs echoing in the small space, the second one melodic and soft in comparison to the baritone thrum that droned so close to your heart. Levi seems to hold you closer then, his muscles flexed and pulling, tugging you so impossibly close to his chest that all you can do was wrap your plush thighs around his waist and hold him there, letting your hearts and your tongues explore each other like a newly discovered flavor.

Slowly, without a word, your hips begin moving together in tandem. The pheromones oozing out everywhere are sickly sweet, urging you to savor the moment rather than rush it; tasting him, for the first time— tasting an Alpha, for the first time. It's a calling from deep within; your body— from the top of your head to the tips of your toes —begging you to slow down, to carry this moment with inexplicable care.

It's a one time thing, after all.

You feel actual tears forming when he pulls away, the drag of his cock against your walls causing you to toss your head back in ecstasy. Your heat was catching up to you; you need this, you need him, as deep as he could be— and even closer still. “Alpha..,”

Levi is no better off. He's fucking purring. He has never purred in front of another person in his goddamn life; but the sight of you writhing beneath him, your sweet, clean scent wafting toward him as you cooed and whined while impaled on his cock, he just… he couldn’t help it. Deep down he knows, he knows that purring is just an instinct meant to calm a nervous mate— but why couldn’t he turn it off? Why didn’t he want to? The deep rumble just sounds so right when next to your own, which rings in his head like a songbird chirping in his ears. He’s never heard an Omega’s purr, not since he was a young pup in his mothers arms. He curses at himself inwardly. His body had betrayed him. He knew he’d enjoy it, maybe lose himself a little, but he couldn’t afford to go into a rut. Yet, here he is; his pheromones joining yours in a cacophony of sin and sweat. Increasing in intensity, the damn fragrance is finally being let loose after years of upkeep while leading his section of the Scouts. Leading you, keeping you out of trouble— the little omega that had no business being with the Scouts.

“Do you realize,” he seethes, his thrusts becoming harder, more pointed, “how hard it has been to keep those knot heads away from you?”

You're suddenly aware of the amount of drool seeping down the side of your face. You shake it away, fighting your eyes from rolling backwards in pleasure. “W.. what?”

“The Alphas, sweetheart,” he keeps going, his fingertips undoubtedly leaving bruises on your delicate skin. “The Survey Corps is full of them. Eren Jaeger has had his greedy eyes on you since he presented.”

“Huh? Eren?” Why is he telling you all of this? You're in heat, you just wanted to be fucked, to be bred. You were barely comprehending his words, only able to focus on the molding of his cock deep inside you, kissing your cervix with each push, the promise of fertilization being one that your body understood— and understood well.

“You know,” he growls, “I see his eyes on you on every expedition. The way he's always the first to swoop in and save you, how he's always sneaking around outside of your quarters at night. It makes me fucking sick."

"L-Levi, don't... I can't," you pant, his member having worked you up to the precipice of completion. He's merciless now, giving you all that you could take and more. The blows are heavily cushioned by the amount of slick you've produced, warm and wet dripping from your center. You were certain you'd have to throw your bedsheets overboard when he was done with you. As for now, however, you're still lost for words at the overload of information being thrown at you, shamefully aware of the amount of heat on your cheeks. "Stop talking about Eren Jaeger!"

His thrusts are getting sloppy, his pace uneven; he is close, so close, his knot starting to swell at the base of his cock. Beneath the whispered expletives and fucked out moans filling the cabin, you hardly make it out. It was unmistakable, though, when he leans down to let his canines ghost the skin of your neck. A barely audible whisper that rings loudly in your head. "Mine."

Without a single thought, you nod in agreement. "Yours, Alpha," you chant, "Levi, I'm... I'm yours."

So close... but not close enough. Levi snarls, wrapping you in his arms only to flip you both, so that you're riding him. You cry out in tandem at the sensation, his erection piercing you so deeply that the pressure is nearly too much. Leaking all over him, you bounce without thinking. His fingers return to your hips, where finger-shaped bruises are already blossoming. You sigh at the delightful ache of being manhandled by an Alpha. Your Alpha.

"C-claim me," you blurt, your peak now a twinkle in your eye. You hadn't cum around anything but fingers in so long that just the sight of him beneath you, sweat dripping from his brow that's furrowed in concentration, is pornographic enough that you were convinced you'd never think of another man in bed again. Levi had filled you so nicely, filled all of your senses... you wouldn't mind him being the only one to ever fill you again. In fact, a certain longing blooms in your chest at the notion. Being tied to an Alpha, to him, forever...

"You're cute," he hisses through gritted teeth, his head tossed back while he assists you, lifting you up and pulling you down with ease. "But that would," he grunts, "negate the purpose... of this arrangement..,"

His sentences are breaking, his mind is breaking, and if he didn't knot you soon he figured his cock would be next on the list. He was pumping into you with a purpose, to complete the cycle before it began; break your heat and keep himself from going full-on Alpha and losing what was left of his sanity. Sure, this was probably the most amazing thing he'd ever felt in his life-- you being a compatible mate and all --but his life did not belong to him. It belonged to the Scouts. He could not give it to you, should you form a bond, because it was not his to spare.

"You wouldn't... have to worry about other Alphas-- oh!" you keen at the way he jerks you down a little too hard, knocking your womb out of place an inch or two. At least, that's what it feels like.

"Shut your filthy mouth, temptress," he snarls, "I'm not worried."

Your scent glands are throbbing; you whine at the unfamiliar pain, stinging, aching to be pierced. It's pure instinct and you know it, every fiber of your being begging for that extra push. "N-not even... about Eren?"

Your chin is suddenly in a vice grip again, pinched between his thumb and forefinger. Forcing your eyes to meet his, you have your answer before he speaks. “No, Omega. I won’t need to claim you, because you’re gonna be out of commission for a while when your tummy swells with my pups, yeah? Everyone will know, bond or no bond, you belong to someone. You belong to me.”

You cry out as your orgasm hits you with the speed and intensity of a freight train, pummeling into you without warning just as Levi’s knot catches at your entrance, his seed spilling so deeply inside of you that you swore you could almost taste it. Levi kept his word, he didn’t claim you; his canines throbbed, begging to be plunged into the sensitive skin of your neck as you come together, literally and physically. You hear him groan, his fingers digging into your hips as he held you in place— not that he needed to, you wouldn’t be going anywhere until his knot deflated.

Your head is spinning, the twisting and turning of your womb finally settling. It's as if you were releasing a breath that you didn’t realize you were holding; you relax against him, purring as if it were second nature when he pulls you down into his chest. You hear his heart beating, quick and hard against your ear as you lay over him, soothed by his deep purr joining yours. Gently, but without hesitation, he wraps his arms around your naked body. The fingers of one hand traces delicate patterns on your back, the other tucked securely into your hair.

The thunder outside of the cabin has ceased, but the rain persists. The tapping on the window calls your attentions back to your surroundings, everything having been forgotten in the heat of your affair. Storm clouds block a fair bit of the sunlight above, leaving your quarters as dim as they were before. You're nearly asleep when you hear it, a gentle call of your name.

“Alpha?” You murmur sleepily, the slip of your tongue barely registering to you in your post coital haze. He chuckles beneath you.

“We will have to talk about this when you wake up.”

“What’s there to talk about?”

He sighs, suddenly hyperaware of where his knot sits, buried deep within you. Hange’s supplements prevented heats, but not conception. He was at war with himself; he was sickeningly satisfied at the thought of it, of an Omega carrying his children. However, he knew that it would do neither you nor him any good to produce any offspring in the current state of the world and its uncertainty. His life wasn’t his own, remember? He could not give himself to you or a child. Similarly, he wouldn’t want his children to grow in a world without parents who loved them, who would provide for them. That’s what an Alpha is supposed to do, right?

So Levi takes you again, right there in public, snapping his teeth like a feral dog at anyone who happens to pass by - good thing the parking lot is relatively empty

He’s starting to enter his rut, it being triggered by the heat pheromones you’re emitting, the tantalizing scent of his mate wanting to be fucked and bred. After knotting you again, he pulls you into his car to hide you from sight, spends his time kissing all over your neck and marking your up while his knot deflates.

On the way home, Levi has to pull over twice, once so you can suck him into your mouth, licking and suckling at his cock like it’s a soothing pacifier, not stopping until he shoots his load down your throat. The second time, you’re whining in your seat, trying to stuff your fingers into your cunt to relieve the burning emptiness, and it’s not working, and you’re starting to cry, and Levi can’t handle the sight of you upset. He pulls over and drags you into his lap, limbs cramping in the small space of his car, but neither of you care when his cock fills you up again and it feels so delicious.

At his house, you don’t even make it inside. Levi pushes you to the ground and mounts you like a dog, growling in your ear how you’re his, and his alone.  So what if the neighbors see Levi Ackerman fucking a woman on his front lawn? You’re his omega, they’ll understand the wild urge to claim and mate and possess.

Inside his house, you finally strip off your dress, and by strip I mean Levi tears it from your body with a feral snarl, Immediately attaching his lips to your breasts, sucking marks onto the flesh there just as he did your neck earlier.

You almost cum from that alone, squeezing your legs together, rubbing a hand between your thighs and humping it desperately. At the last second, Levi rips your arm away, says you’ll be cumming only when he makes you.

He sinks to his knees and begins to eat you out, fangs sharp and dangerous as you feel them press against your pussy, his tongue plunging inside. But the insatiable need, the desire to be full again takes over, and you’re pulling his hair, crying for him to fuck you, begging for his cock.

Who is Levi to refuse?

The rest of the night, the next three days really, is filled with endless fucking. The hormones inside you both barely calm for Levi to force you to drink water. There’s just senseless need, various positions as Levi forces too much cum into your puffy, abused cunt. He likes taking you from behind the most, mounting you like you’re a good little breeding bitch and he’s a strong stud, which isn’t far from the truth.

But you get pushed against the wall too, and Levi takes you on your back on the bed. Makes you ride his face, his fingers digging bruises into your thighs as he pulls you down, lapping at your juices like a starved animal. He makes you bounce on his cock, lets you go at your own frenzied pace as you chase after his knot, force it inside your tiny pussy that clamps down and milks him dry.

When you become yourself again, after those three days are over, you’re horrified at what's happened.

"Well the ground is new but I'm rested...how about you?" you ask in return

"I closed my eyes for a couple of hours. I'm fine. We should get things moving if we want to get there sooner." he said picking up his bag "Sorry we have to leave so soon I'll give you a few minutes to get yourself together."

You take about 5 minutes to get your things together and packed. You go near the stream and wash off your face. You relax as you feel the water wake your body completely. After drying your face you turn to see Levi was staring in your direction. After locking eyes he turns his head the other way quickly.

After fixing yourself you go and grab your bag and you were both on your way. During the walk, Levi had told you about his pack and village. Much like yours, it was a bit old-fashioned but at the same time, it wasn't stuck in the past. He even said the only reason there was fighting was because of all the old alpha males. They wanted territory all to themselves so it leads to pointless fighting.

"You weren't upset about the territory?" you ask

"No, it was pointless crap I wouldn't waste my breath on," he answered as you both approach a much stronger river. You may have to find some way over it if you were to get there on time. You couldn't just walk through it, it was much stronger than the stream from before. "Hm, if we go around it might take much longer"

"What if we try to walk through it?" you suggest

"No offense but this river is a bit tougher than it seems. One wrong foot and you're gone with the stream"

"Hm...oh! What about that tree? It looks like it could hold us both if we're quick enough." you said pointing to a fallen tree over the river. It looked to be a bit old but it may work. Walking over to take a look, the log had a few spots that were weak from old age.

"This will work if we're careful where we step." stepping up on the log, it whines under his weight. He gives you his hand and helps you up "Hold on alright and step where I do, okay?" you feel your hand slip into his for the first time since you met. It was calloused and slightly bigger than your own, but still warm. You could feel yourself become flustered. Maybe it was how he made sure you were safe even if he wasn't looking, or maybe it was the smell of lavender and tea that filled your senses.

Was this the effect of an alpha? But wasn't that only possible if they were your mate? You know...on both ends. You carefully take the same steps trying to keep your balance. You had to admit it was much scarier once you were actually doing it. You slip just a bit on a certain step and hold on to his hand a bit tighter

"You okay back there?" he stops and asks looking over his shoulder. You give a shakey 'yes' "We're almost there alright? A few more steps."

You nod and keep your head cool and clear as you can start to see the end coming near. Just as Levi comes down from the log something didn't feel right. You suddenly fall a couple of inches into the log. Stepping on a weak part of the trunk caused your foot to fall into the tree. Your foot was stuck, scratched up and for sure had splinters in it

"Aaah! A-ah ow....ah shit..I think I'm stuck" you hiss. Your ankle burned from what you could imagine was digging into your skin. Levi had dropped everything and into the river to try and help you out of the tree. Your foot wasn't too far in but if he lifted you up from the spot there should be minimal damage.

"Alright, just calm down and trust me alright? I'll get you out. I can't promise it won't hurt but...I can get you out alright?" your eyes stung from the tears that pooled in your eyes. Not only from the pain but also from embarrassment. You didn't want to seem weak or like a burden to him or anyone, especially because you were an omega.

Levi came above you and carefully lifted you as to not cause anything else to cave in. He lifted you and wrapped your legs around him as he carried you carefully to safety. He sets you down on A large rock and squats down in front of your leg

“I have a…first aid…in my bag..” you point to your bag and he brings it over searching for the kit.

"Alright..." digging out some tweezers, bandages, and rubbing alcohol. He starts to take out splinters as fast as he could to keep the pain on a low. Luckily you didn't have too many in your ankle, now all he had to do was clean up the scratches. Pouring some of the liquid on a rag he gently dabs the area causing a hiss to escape from you.

"Sorry, I'm almost done." he acts quickly on his word and finishes the job, and wraps your ankle in white bandages. You sniff a bit from the pain but you were grateful for his help

"T-thank you, Levi, really I appreciate your help," you say trying to stand. You wobble a bit but still manage to stand on your feet.

"Can you walk? We can take a break." he offered

"No, no I'm fine. It's not that bad." you play it off as you walk. A bit slower, but you were still able to make it. You come to a sudden stop as your body shook. Overcome with emotion and warmth. His scent filled your lungs again, only stronger this time. From what you knew this smell was released when an alpha felt protective over their mate. Now there was another factor in this effect.

You weren't very intimate with your omega. More due to your father not letting any alphas or betas court you. You never really learned about your omega until recently. This was one of the things you read about omegas. When an alpha set of certain scents, and how strong they were, defined how they were feeling. Your father would have a very strong wood smell when he would defend you or your mother. However, Levi was supposed to be your mate, and..good gods did his scent affect you. You felt shaken to your core but also, embraced in a strong safe hold.

"You doing alright?" he asked laying a hand to your shoulder

"....will this work?" you ask, he raises a brow as you look at him

"What do you mean?" he asks

"This whole arrangement I mean. I don't know if I'm even your type, or if you even want this, or you're doing it just for your village?" you ask looking up at him

Little do you know how much of an effect you had on him. It was your warm smell of pine cone and spices that tamed his Alpha. It was warm and firey at the same time and it drove him mad. His mother always told him he would know when he'd find his mate. And boy did he know. However, in this circumstance, it was almost forced. He couldn't straight away tell you, you were his mate, but at some point, he'd have to tell you wouldn't he?

"I'm doing this for my village, but also for myself. If you're worried I won't treat you properly, I swear to you I'll never raise a hand to you" he said bluntly offering his arm to help you walk a little better "..and if you want to leave after the ceremony, I won't stop you"

You watch as both your feet walk over the ground, occasionally stepping on some leaves. Would this entire arrangement break as easily? Could you potentially fall for the mysterious alpha you've been promised to?

Could this all work out....or fall apart?

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