#attackonbug

summary┈➤ giving your virginity to yuji itadori <3

tags┈➤ NSFW, virginreader, boyfriend yuji, aged up yuji, one shot, fluff, praise kink ment. (all characters are 18+) barely proof read ..

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“i wanna… but- but only if you’re ready, baby!”

yuji itadori surpasses every guy you’ve ever dated- which hasn’t been many. he’s always at your beck and call wanting to improve your day- your life, really. flowers. kisses. constant pampering and care. and he really, really tries to be a gentleman. he’s patient and considerate when it comes to your nervousness, all he ever wants is for you to be comfortable.

“i-is that too much..? yuji whispered as he pulled away from your neck, both of you topless and wrapped up in one another in his dorm room. “nuhuh” you breath against him. yuji was massaging your right breast, gently tugging and twirling with the bud while placing wet kisses on your neck. his mouth moved to yours with hesitation, a small lick on your bottom lip before mashing into you with hunger. your thighs clenched at the sensation, heat growing between them rapidly. he pulled away from you, a string of saliva still connecting you.

he looked down at you with those big beautiful doe eyes, nearly glazing over with lust. “you’re just- wow, you’re just so beautiful like this.” his briefs felt like a prison, his cock pulsating painfully as he stared down at your flushed face, tits spilling off your chest as it rises and falls. he palmed his crotch, gently tugging at his own ache. “can.. can i just?” yuji’s head dove down before he could finish his sentence, taking the fat of your breast in his mouth, slowly swirling his tongue as if he was trying to savor your taste. you release soft moans only making it harder for him to keep his composure, and you? you’re trying not to fall apart beneath him, being submerged with new sensations of pleasure.

“y-yuuu, please .. touch me more.” he swallowed hard, unsure if he heard you correctly - unsure that he was really doing everything right. “yeah, princess? o-okay..” he gripped the flesh of your thighs with an affectionate squeeze, slowly pulling off your panties as if he was a child opening his first christmas present. “wow, baby you’re soaked. this soaked, f’me..? wow..” a whine escaped his throat as he wiggled further down onto the bed, he was staring at your saturated pussy- and as if he was being sucked in, dove his head in. your eyes almost immediately rolled back into your skull, thighs clenching his head as he devoured the most sensitive part of you. “s’so good princess.. fuck you taste so good..”

his slender and trembling fingers slipped their way into your folds- curling at just the right angle to have you gripping the sheets. he pumped them in and out of your walls at a steady pace while allowing his tongue to dance on every inch. a deep stir of pressure arose in your belly. “nnnhh, yuji i th-think m’ gonna-“ those creamy eyes stared up at you, his licks becoming sloppy yet targeted. in the blink of an eye, the heaving of shuddering breaths, you rode out your orgasm against his mouth.

still trembling, yuji lifted himself up. your shiny slick coating his lips and chin, he freed himself from his briefs with a few gentle pumps. “i wanna… can you- can you do that again..?” he scooted your weakened body higher up onto the bed, gentle “you okays?” at every shift of your body. despite the nervousness, your body was yearning for more of him- inching your sobbing cunt closer and closer to him. yuji propped your legs up against him, ankles at his ears, placing gentle kisses on the flesh he could reach.

he slapped the swollen mushroom tip against your clit, whimpering at the contact. “i wanna make you feel good again…” he slid himself against you slowly, until he couldn’t resist being sucked in. he slid his enlarged sex into you- easily, a groan escaping his throat. “g-ggod! fuck, that’s amazing- you’re amazing, i need more.” he bottomed out in a final thrust, vibrating in place- resisting his movements to let you adapt to his vast size. “s’good, can i move princess..? hm? i wanna make you - hhnng, i wan’ you to make those pretty sounds again…” he started slowly moving his hips, enjoying the sight of him sliding in and out of you. “wanna… hah, wanna see your pretty blissed out face again..”

your body tensed at his size, you’ve seen yuji’s impressive “build” before- tasted it, gagged on it with a two handed grip, but you could feel him deep inside you. only half way in, and he’s softly scratching at your cervix, it aches, but you speak before you can think. “mmore, more please, yuji!” you were breathless, in a daze of pleasure and love. “mm, of course! of course baby, yeah!” his enthusiasm led to a wicked grin and focused eyes- soft pounds against your cunt, gripping your hips so hard you felt like he could crush you. wet and grotesque sounds of “thlap, thlap, thlap!” filled the empty dorm room, moans bouncing off the walls that neither of you could bother to hide. besides, yuji was obsessed with your sounds.

every single pummel was followed by praise. “such a pretty girl… aah!” “my baby so pretty, she feels s’good”, i wanna fill you up.” yuji’s thrusts became sloppy and weaker, his fists balled up on the sides of the bed to hold himself up for support. his head started to hang lower towards your body, the wetness of his breath tickled your skin. he lifted himself up with a heaving pant, gently stroking your cheek before taking your throat in his hand with a secure grasp. sloppy thrusts turned aggressive- violent, hitting that gorgeous spot that makes your eyes roll back into your head. a smile spreads from his open mouth, staring in aw as your weak moans turned to guttural groans getting caught in your throat.

“y-yu, i’m, i’m!” your vision went white, that familiar stir returning - but deeper, stronger. your mouth slacked open, ankles tight around his neck, hands paralyzed around your own body. “i know baby, im here, c’mon.. cum all over my cock, please? ohh, please pretty girl?” like a dams walls erupting, the pressure within you bursted like a balloon- your mess gushing all over the sheets as your walls squeezed his cock nearly to suffocation. your body slumped further into the mattress, limp, dead, and quivering. used and abused from pleasure, but yuji was nearing his end. “look at me, ahh, look at me, y/n!” he gripped your cheeks- stroking one with his thumb, “yeah, yeah just like that!”

he ripped himself from your beaten cunt, placing one swoll leg onto the mattress as he spilled his gooey cream onto your face. he aimed for your mouth, but his load was so full it splattered your eyes and nose, dripping down your neck as he panted above you. yuji panted, head thrown back in an overload of pleasure. half dead, you lapped up the salty reminisce of him that you could- yuji staring you down in reverence. “holy shit,” he wheezed, “you’re- that was, wow, incredible. thank you baby, you’re so so good for me.”

a weak giggle escaped you, “you’re not so bad yourself baby..” yuji collapsed next to you, pulling you closer despite the cum, sweat, and slick covering each others bodies. “i hope nobody heard…” you said in embarrassment. megumi’s voice erupted from the walls-

he came to get his stuff, that’s it. you told him it’s really over this time- the months of on again, off again. the fighting, making up- you can’t let it continue. his lofty figure was leaned against the front door- having not moved since you allowed him back in. “baby..” he cooed at you, eyes narrow as he looks down at you through his deep brown hair. “let’s not do this again, kay? it was ONE bad fight.. i love you.”

your back turned toward him in a huff, arms crossing as if you were supporting yourself to stand your ground. “it wasn’t just one bad fight, eren.. it’s too much- all of it. you can’t control me o-or keep me by your side all of the time.” the door creaked as he lifted his weight from it, feeling a strand of hair tickle your shoulder as he inched closer to your ear. “you’re right .. but i wouldn’t have to if you didn’t go out of your way to try ‘n make me jealous.” the accusation stung- deeply. he’s the one flirting, he’s the one who’s phone is constantly buzzing. but it’s true, sometimes you like making him jealous. giggling at other guys jokes just to see him seething in the corner, knowing he’ll beg for you to unblock him before the night is over.

“th-that’s not true, i’m not gonna argue! please grab your stuff.” his slender arms slipped around your waist, warm on the exposed skin your lace cami tank top failed to cover. “don’t send me out, i need you baby..” he placed a warm kiss on your shoulder. “m nothin’ without my girl..” anger ravages you, yet you’re not immune to his touch. his voice. its soothing, tempting, uncomfortably welcoming. “eren..” you sigh, melting into the pressure of his body. “i’m not an idiot” you whisper, “i’m not doing this again..” the kisses dance from your shoulder, to your neck, to your ear. “no, no baby you’re not an idiot..you just need to be reminded of where you belong.” his tepid hands start their hungry roaming, one slipping its way upward to your breast. your breath hitches at the touch, you squint your eyes almost as if in prayer, to not fold again.

“i jus’ wanna talk baby, you’re killinggg me. it’s rude to hurt daddy’s feelings like this.” your body purrs at his voice- at his title, it’s despicable, the way he can crawl back into your heart like that- back into YOU. he maneuvers you against the hallway wall, still so close to the front door. you could wiggle free, tell him to go, and toss the trash bags of his things outside like you planned.. but his traveling hands are poking, prodding, molding your flesh in the way that makes your knees buckle. “make it up to me, yea?” his fingers find the waist band of your shorts, slipping in slowly to find the thin cloth of your panties. slow, soft, tender circles take place on your most sensitive part. your back arches- pushing you away from the wall and deeper into his body, feeling his intentions through the clothes separating you.

“see..? dumb lil’ girl, nobody will ever make you feel as good as me..” a millisecond of clarity hits you, you straighten to move away- and erens free hand gently pushes you back into the wall, a slap to your cunt sending shock waves through your body. “this is where you belong baby, shhh.” your soaking- whether it’s the edge of pleasure or writhing anger consuming you, you can’t help but let your eyes flutter shut as he slips under the thin cloth. “mm.. such a needy slut, you missed daddy, yea?” you grit your teeth, another sharp slap to your now swelling clit. “say it baby~” he coos, “say you missed daddy..”

“i mm-missed you.” he groans at your soft and trembling voice. eren is a cruel lover- falsely giving you the idea that you’re in any way in control, giving him what he wants. a slender finger slips in. it’s not about what eren wants anymore, it’s about getting you to beg for what you want, deep down. you squirm a hand behind you to touch him, to reciprocate whatever sick hunger prevents you two from ever leaving one another alone. he smacks your hand away, “aht, aht, aht- greedy girl. you don’t get to misbehave and be rewarded. stupid slut- daddy’s g’nna take his time.” all you can do is brace your palms against the wall- panting heat across the paint.

he slips himself out of you, gently sliding your shorts off of your shaking thighs- you wiggle to speed up the process, a brisk slap to your ass for coming off so demanding. “d’ya act like this for the other boys, baby? so rude.. so impatient.” he kneels down, jiggling your plump flesh- pulling the cheeks apart to dive his face in. “aah!” you scream into the wall, the shock of his tongue lapping at you like he’s starving. you can’t help but rub against him, wanting him deeper- faster, questioning how you could ever walk away from him- from this pleasure. his tongue circles your clit, over and over, slipping the same finger back inside- pumping slowly. too slow. “e-eren, pleaaaseee.” he slurps against you, “only i make you this desperate, huh baby?” you moan in response and all of eren’s movements stop, aside from a slooww lick from your slit. “say it.”

his fingers, doused in your slick inch up to pinch your throbbing bud of pleasure. a guttural, deep moan reverberating off the wall. “o-only you..” the movement starts again, slow pumps of his fingers in and out of your cunt. “mhm, who do you belong to dummy? huh?” you grind against his fingers, aching walls begging for something more filling. “i be-hhhng! belong to youuu..” eren releases a growl, standing up- quicker, eager, rougher. lacking both patience and care- he pushes into you deep. a wheeze escaping his lips as he grips your hair with one hand and your hips with the other- making sure you can’t get away from him.

a series of sharp thrusts overwhelm your poor cunt- he’s stretching you with his size, filling you with his length, his swollen tip kissing your cervix. it’s ecstasy, unleashing pathetic mewls from your mouth, nails scratching the paint on the wall. “stupid baby- aah! you’re too needy to ever leave daddy yea..?” your brain is hazed with an overwhelm of pleasure, you barely hear him- the hand once on your neck slaps your cheek with a sting. “huh? did you hear me, slut? say you won’t leave me.” he’s whining through each grunt and thrust, like he could cum at any second if his pretty baby just listens to every command. “i wuh-won’t leeave you ever daddy.” you pant out. he drills into you harder, gripping your shoulder and hip. “fuuuck, i fucking LOVE this pussy, my pussy, yeah? shit. it’s mine, only mine.” he’s repeating it to himself as if it’s a prayer only you could answer. your spongy walls tighten his length- his voice is what sends you over the edge every time.

eren trembles with a whimper- he knows your close. he knows if he talks you through it anymore, you’ll collapse onto the floor under him. “t-taking me so well baby.. god i knew you missed me, i know she missed me..” his pace slows, and the ache for more returns again- but you don’t dare ask for more. he admires your slick coating his dick with each slow pump, appreciating the creamy mess you’re making just for him. “if you promise to be a good girl, i’ll let you cum.” his hips lunge into you painfully good- “i know my greedy girl loves to cum.” he inches closer to your ear, “but only i get to make you- got it?” the heat swirling in your belly begins taking over every thought- you can’t leave him, nobody will ever fuck you this good again. eren knows this, he feels your desperation. he knows your head is flooded with pleasure- pleasure he’s giving you. hm “yesss, yes sir i’ll be so so so good.”

his pace quickens again, harder, faster- the side of your face slamming into the wall with each push. his hands seizing your hips so tightly your bound to have bruises tomorrow, stars start forming in your eyes- the heat in your tummy growing into burning pressure, your legs shaking so messily your surprised he can even hold you up- “e-erennn s’too much s’too much.” another slap to the side of your head. “shut up.” brokenly, in between grunts, he says the magic words. “cum, aah, cum for me baby c’mon.” your frame locks in place, the pressure breaking as you spill your heaven all over him, hearing the little drips hit the wood floor. but he’s still pounding into you.

all that leaves your mouth are worthless little whines, pleasure turned into painful overstimulation as eren chases his own high. the thrusts are sloppy, getting weaker as he whimpers “mm, m gonna fill ya’ up baby- you’re mine- MINE, ahhh, i do what i want with my little fuck toy.” all you can do is lazily nod, cheeks finding cooling relief against the wall- unable to come down from the intensity. his hands palming your pretty ass, stained pink with the lashings of your intimacy. “fffuck, fuck!” one last thrust and you feel his thick, sticky secretions flood into your cunt. his sweating body twitching and trembling against yours, your bodies swaying trying to rely on one another to hold you both up.

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you’re new to spending the night at your boyfriends house; learning routines, patterns, which of his towels you prefer after a shower, and attitudes. levi, is not a morning person. “i’ve never woken up in a ‘good’ mood.” he sneered, cozying himself under the covers. “i have things to do .. i guess i just, wake up onna’ mission- ready to get things done.”

you settled in next to him, wearing his shirt hoping he won’t notice you stole it, of course he does- but he enjoys it. “well that makes me sad” you pouted, “i want you to wake up and have a good day.” with a smirk, levi sighed, lazily turning his head in your direction. “i have good days, hon’.”

your eyes felt fuzzy, adjusting to the small amount of light pouring into the bedroom. you glance at the clock, 5:54am. levi snored gently next to you, flat on his back with an arm tucked behind his head. he didn’t have to be up for work for a few hours, you snuggled up next to him and curled a leg over him- and then you felt it. his cock releasing a gentle twitch, confined by his boxers under your leg. your stomach fluttered, heat filling your cheeks and the space in between your thighs.

you slither lower beneath the sheets- slowly, methodically, as you angle yourself against him. gently pulling at the waistband and watching his cock spring into the air with a throb. a small bead of pre glistening in the morning light, you licked your lips with a smile- impulsively taking his length in your mouth. “mmmf!” levi whimpered, still sound asleep, but pathetically twitching further into your mouth- chasing the warmth. your head bobs up and down in an intoxicating rhythm, leaving his resting body trembling. not too fast to wake him, but not so slow he stays together. soft little pants and whimpers escape his parted lips as you uncork yourself from his sex with a provocative “pop!”

you place soft kisses from his tip to his neck as you slowly trail up his body- slipping off your panties, already soaked from his taste and the curiosity of what has him so fucking rock hard this early- and how exhausted he must be to still be sleeping .. oh, but you need him. hovering over him like a starved animal while positioning yourself, you slowly slide down his cock until you bottom out. you bounce once, biting your lip. “levi, baby?” his hands twitch, a moan escaping his throat. slowly grinding back and forth against him, “wa-aah! wake up baby..” his hands grip your plush thighs in reflex.

you watch him as he wakes, eyes fluttering to adjust to the warm walls hugging his cock. “fffuuuck. wha, what are you doin’ ?” levi isn’t typically one for quikies, everything about him is planned out and methodical- but once your wrapped around him, singing sweet moans, he can’t object. you lean forward, licking his ear lobe with a small nibble, “giving you a good start to the day.” the gentle grind of your hips soon turns into aggressive, hungry bouncing- wanting to feel him hit that sweet spot that makes you crumble. he shudders as if he’s going to break, but wastes no time flipping you onto your back and pushing your knees open to get a full view of you in the morning light.

“well…aren’t i lucky?” his sleepy voice, sounding like syrupy sweetness. he takes his time slipping in and out of you with passionate thrusts, his thumb raising to your swollen clit. “lemme savor the moment then .. huh?” a whine escapes your mouth at the loss of control. levi throws his head back with a moan, abusing your clit at the same pace of his thrusts. driving himself inside of you as deeply as he can, melting you into nothing but the overwhelming sensation of him. he gives your cheek a teasingly soft slap “c’mon, make me happy, sing for me baby.”

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a/n

“this isn’t real” levi thought to himself. he felt as if he was outside of his own body, watching his hands cup, squeeze, and graze her skin over and over again. watching his mouth kiss and suckle from her neck to her sugar coated skin, “mmf, levi.” he was practically drunk on the sensation of her twitching, the idea of her pussy throbbing at his touch, the heat in her cheeks.

his tongue ventured from her neck to the buds of her nipples, over and over again. he hadn’t allowed y/n to touch him, her hands were needy- tugging at the bottom of his sweater to pull it off, her fingers dancing along the belt of his slacks. “n-no.” he whined, as he pulled her back in to nibble on her bottom lip. he casually took her hand back into his, stroking it slowly. a soft groan escaped her mouth, slowly pulling away. “levi..have you never..” he was slammed back into reality, staring into her marbled eyes, taking pride in the pink stained across her cheeks. suddenly, his chest sank.

levi has never come this far- he’s never touched someone with such a deep hunger. whether this was caused by not allowing himself to take part in such an intimate dance, or searching for the right soul to divide himself into. suddenly, his touch felt rotten. impure. as if he was defiling her. his hands began to shake, slowly slipping from her chest back down to her hips. “it’s okay.” she cooed, peeling back the collar of his turtle neck to place wet and sensual kisses. “i want to see you like that.” her hips began to rock on the tent in his slacks. levi’s eyes glazed over as she sucked and nibbled on his neck, chest, ears.

“i want to taste you.” their clothes, the only boundary between them, suddenly felt as painful as shackles for levi. he pathetically trusted upwards to feel her heat, his body was screaming out for y/n. she was speaking so calmly, yet her hand was searching so eagerly for his buckle. “i want you to ruin me.” she purred. those words caused a stir in levi, something animalistic- ravenous- dirty. he clasped her hips so tightly her knuckles turned white, in a single swoop he lifted y/n up into his arms. she giggled as they emerged through the beaded doorway, levi gently laying her down on her plush bed.

he peppered kisses from her eyelashes, to her lips, to her chest- slowly peeling the remaining layers of clothes of her body. “i-i’ve wanted this for so long i don’t think you understand i-ahh~” she silenced him by taking his length into her palm, wet with spit. he pathetically pushed into her hand, back and forth- his body was taking over for him. with her other hand, she gently took levi’s fingers into her mouth. sucking on them, slowly, licking them from base to tip. she urged him lower, her slick practically spilling out of her. he slid his fingers in and out of her walls, his grey eyes completely fixed on her face. “god… you’re this wet? for me.. fuck y/n…”

“you’re just so beautiful…” he trailed kisses down her softness until he felt the heat radiating from her- without even thinking he dove his face between her folds. licking every single bit of her, sucking painfully good on her clit. “f-fuck, aah~” her thighs trembled around his ears, “more, i want you to make more sounds.” moans clawed their way out of y/n’s throat as he swirled his tongue inside her. his cock ached, she sounded so beautiful. he could cum just fucking listening to her. “i never pictured you like this…” he whispered against her sex, his breath leaving her jumping. “such a pretty mess..” levi sat up on his knees, almost as if he was in a trance, pulling himself fully out of his slacks, nervously fumbling to place himself at her entrance. he slid into her tortuously slow, a deep groan escaping his lips as he slowly pushed her knees to her chest. he stayed in place for a moment, overwhelmed with the pleasure of her warmth- drunk off the look of her open mouth, gasping for air. “s-so warm, fuck. you’re fucking gorgeous- you’re perfect.” he stuttered in overwhelm.

y/n was beginning to doubt his lack of experience. he was tender but firm, slow, but writhing with anticipation. just like him, his first few thrusts were calculated. strict. “ffuuuck. you feel s’good wrapped around me.” y/n’s mewls drenched the walls around them as levi’s hips picked up the pace, and the force. stuffing her full with his cock. levi closed his eyes in a radiance of pleasure he’s never experienced before- he can’t look at her delicious fucked out face for too long, or he was going to fill her to the brim sooner than he’d like. “‘s it feel good baby..? huh y/n..?” he lifted her hips off the bed to drive into her deeper- making her scream alongside the beautiful squelching sounds. “y-yes, so good, ‘s so good levi.”

“youre pussy is fucking perfect ..” he choked out in between moans, “thank you, thank you so much for being my first.. ‘s my pussy now, yeah?” levi was too enamored to be stunned or disgusted by his language-by his motive. he’s watched her for months, lingered around her, ached for her. whether he felt deserving or not, he was going to savor every moment. “yesss-hhch! yes it’s yours- o-only yours!” levi felt her walls squeeze him tighter, hitting y/n’s cunt in just the right spot. her body spilled onto his, the wet slapping of him pounding into her combined with the image of her eyes rolling back into her head, her mouth slacked open-“aww, are you cummin? huh? you cummin on my dick pretty girl?”

fuck. he thought. he jinxed himself.

his whole body trembled over her, sweat dripping from his brow as his thighs began twitching- his thrusts becoming sporadic, sloppy, he wanted to give the girl he loved what she wanted; to be ruined. he ripped himself out of her, one knee remaining on the bed as he spewed beautiful, thick, and warm ribbons of cum over her chest and tummy. her hands, weakened with pleasure, reached up and squeezed the sensitive tip, stroking up and down the shaft. “f-fuck, aah, don’t d-do that argh!” his whole body was seizing with pleasure, his vision blurred, a small- out of breath giggle escaped her lips. “shit!” he hissed, y/n’s eyes were in aw, watching the man she loved ride out his orgasm. he whimpered and moaned as he clumsily collapsed on top of her, “i love you.” he panted into the crook of her neck, “i’ve always loved you.”

y/n wriggled her stick hand, coated with cum, under the sweater levi had kept on- softly scratching his back, “you’ve made me so happy..i love you..” she whispered. he softly rolled off of her, a wheeze hiding behind his panting. “not as long as i would have liked..” he said with a blush, hidden behind the arm thrown over his eyes. y/n sat up, elated. “again.” she moaned, eyes glittering with lust, with love, with gratification.

oh, what a beautiful night.

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.✦ aftercare (how they take care of their partner after sex)

i feel like it doesn’t need to be repeated, but levi is a neat freak- he feels relaxed and refreshed when he’s clean, and he wants his partner to feel the same. levi will gently clean his partner up, run you both a hot shower to share- but get out before you so he can brew some tea and whip up a small snack so you can both recoup.

he may not be cuddly, but this doesn’t make him any less attentive. taking care of you is the only way he feels he can repay his partner.

.✦ body part (their favorite of their own and their partner)

levi is well aware he’s not the tallest or biggest guy around- but his body? he takes great pride in it. he’s a soldier after all, he earned this body after years of hard work. he’s confident in his arms- toned, veiny, sleek but strong. he’s doubted many things, but never his own strength. and he knows his partner loves it too, he catches you staring at him every time he rolls his sleeves up.

because of this, he’s a thigh man. he loves to squeeze his partners plump flesh while his arm flexes from his grip. he loves when you walk around in bottoms that amplify their movement, and he loves when they jiggle while he bends and molds his partner per position. when he’s feeling particularly soft, he’ll place little kisses all over them.

.✦ cum (where’s it going?)

levi is a bit unpredictable when it comes to this ..of course when he’s penetrated deep into you, eyes locked on each other- he can’t bring himself to pull away. he loooves filling you up. but i can also see him having a hard time saying no to his partner, if they beg him to cum in their mouth, or on their tummy- he doesn’t want to ruin your fun and object. even if it feels like a waste .. or a mess.

.✦ dirty secret (obviously…)

this man is a PERV!! levi can be very bashful when it comes to his wants, likes, interests. he’s also very shameful and self deprecating- so he can be a bit of a peeping tom… he loves when you leave the bedroom door open a tad while getting changed, slowly peeking through the slit to watch you undress. he likes when you bend over to clean or pick something up, just to see your curves pressed against your bottoms. he’s obsessed with watching, and could almost get off on how invasive he feels. it’s a delicious self torture- watching you, being unable to touch you.

.✦ experience (how experienced are they?

levi was definitely lacking in experience for quite some time- it’s not that he couldn’t get it, it had just never peaked his interest. but i think over time he gains experience that is specifically tuned to his partner. he notices what thrust pace has your legs quivering, what gets you dripping. sure, there was some trial and error- but he’s determined to always make you feel good. and experience requires hands on practice. ;)

.✦ favorite position

sex is such a fragile and intimate situation for levi- being so exposed, vulnerable, seen. he won’t ever do it just because, he seeks connection. he LOVES missionary. watching your soft skin bounce with each motion he makes, seeing his partners face all drooley and fucked out, locking eyes every time he pushes deeper. he’s not against other positions- but he adores ones where he can see alllll of you. he likes adventuring with doggy style- only if he can have you bent over a surface.

.✦ goofy (are they silly or serious during intimacy?)

levi’s sexual urges come purely from his desire for you, his one and only, his partner. he loves making you feel good and he loves feeling both needed and wanted in that way. it’s not a game to him, especially if his partner asks him to be strict or mean. he takes his role very seriously- if you giggle, he won’t mind, but he’s strictly business when it comes to getting DOWWWNN to business.

.✦ hair (how well groomed are they?)

must i repeat myself..? levi is very clean, well kept, and keeps every inch of his body beautifully groomed, sometimes he has a bit of stubble- if it’s not bald, it’s well trimmed.

on his partners, levi doesn’t necessarily mind. he loves when you’ve exfoliated and moisturized, all baby soft n clean. he would hate anything to get in the way, but it doesn’t make him yearn any less.

.✦ intimacy (what to expect romantically)

levi is nothing but grateful to touch or be touched by his partner. he loves looking into your eyes while pushing deep into you. he’s not typically verbally affectionate until these moments, as it’s so vulnerable and interconnecting.

he’ll praise you, of course. complimenting every inch and feeling of your body, and professing his love for you at every thrust.

.✦ jerking off (how often?)

levi is not one to give into his person urges; sexual or emotional. but you drive him CRAZY. although he’s not jerking off offen (usually he will come in find you if he’s in need) he has to find a way to satiate his hunger somehow. really, what’ll get him is the smell of your shampoo on his pillows. it makes his heart and groin ache in synchronicity, and he’ll find himself slipping his hand under his bed sheet, whimpering your name while huffing the pillow you sleep on.

.✦ kinks (speaks for its self)

this man looooooves to degrade you AND restrain you. watching his pretty baby wriggle around in his diy belt handcuffs, telling you how pathetic you are while trembling at his touch, begging for more.

he loves to dominate, take control, and be in charge. he’ll let you have your fun once in a while, but he will never let you forget your place; under him. “p-pleaaaseuh levi, i wanna cum!”

“tch. it’s rude to act like such a needy brat..look at you, drooling at my cock, pathetic.”

.✦ location (their favorite place to do it)

levi is simple, he loves to take you home after a romantic evening- lay you down on the plush bed, and slowly strip your cute little outfit off of you. he likes being in the bed, you’re comfortable and at ease, and he has room to bend and fold you exactly where he wants you.

he enjoys shower sex as well, the steam leaving the two of you stuck together, the cool tile on his back as you get on your knees- drives him crazy

.✦ motivation (what gets them going?)

nothing will excite him more than a lil game of cat and mouse- subtle flirting and hinting from his partner all day. it irritates him, but he loooves when you play dumb, as if you’re so innocent you could neverrrrr.

.✦ no’s (hard no’s in the bedroom)

levi does not enjoy being submissive, a lack of control can be very uncomfortable for him, and maybe enable his insecurities or anxieties about physical intimacy. but he’s not selfish, he’ll let you take the lead once in a while for your comfort and pleasure- but don’t forget who’s in control.

i also can’t see him enjoying any bodily fluids except for cum..LOL.

.✦ oral (giving? receiving? how often?)

this man is a MUUUUNNNNCHHHHGG!! nothing brings him more confidence and inner peace than absolutely devouring your cunt whole. this is of course connected to his want for control as well as self worth. he truly deems making you feel good as his duty, but he won’t overdo it simply because immediately after you cum, he’s satisfied. he’ll eat you out pretty often, and views it as a crucial part of foreplay.

“it’s okay, i’m here. c’mon, i wanna taste you letting go.”

but don’t get me wrong, when levi is especially pent up or frustrated all he can think about is stuffing your throat full of his cock. he loves watching your pretty face- mouth hinged open taking him in slowly. but he doesn’t crave it very often, but he won’t deny you if you insist.

.✦ pace (how fast, slow, rough, or gentle?)

once again i can definitely see levi being a bit of a wild card here .. it’s always a little rough, it’s the only time he allows himself to really let go and indulge in his cravings. he gets so pussy drunk that he loses his tempo, rutting up against you harder and harder to chase his high. but rough does not always mean fast.

levi views sex as making LOVE!! this grumpy guy is a sucker for a slow, intimate, ROUGH fuck. breathing in your moans, softly kissing you while pile driving you into the mattress- when it comes to speed, it’s almost like he matches his pace to your mood. it’s what you want <3

.✦ quickies (opinions, how often )

levi enjoys a quickie, either of you being overcome with neediness and passion for the other, not caring who’s around or what’s happening- needing the other to such a pathetic extent. but he typically won’t initiate them, he’s still a lil shy, and public quickies depend on the location. somewhere gross or uncomfortable might bring him outta the mood.

* at dinner *

“leviiii, c’mon, let’s go to the bathroom..” you slide a hand up his thigh,

“right now..? how about the car instead, i’ll pay, you can go wait for me hon.”

.✦ risks (are they willing to experiment?)

with his dominant nature, levi was veryyy experimental in the beginning. finally having a beautiful vessel to tinker with drove him over the edge- ropes, toys, dirty talk, fantasies, he was obsessed. what breaks you the most? what makes you squirt? he wants to know the answer to every single one.

once the relationship is more established, levi calms down the “kinkiness” a bit, other than what you both communicated enjoying on a regular basis. but, if you present an idea to him- he’s willing to try just once, just to see how hard you’ll cum in this new atmosphere.

.✦ stamina (how many rounds can they go? how long?)

levi is a soldier- a machine, getting winded, wheezy, or weak isn’t new to him. he wants to break you, make you so fucked out that you can’t even speak. he wants to see you crying from overstimulation, whimpering broken words into the air. but he’s a human.. so i’m gonna say on a good day? 3 rounds that are at MINIMUM 30-45 mins.

.✦ toys (do they enjoy using them)

depends on the toy and how much you enjoy it!! for his preferences, he loves ropes, handcuffs, he’ll even try out a blindfold here n there. vibes? yes! he loooves holding your hip in missionary, pushing the wand against your swollen clit while slowly drawing in and out of you, watching you seize and spasm below him.

.✦ unfair (are they a tease?)

levi is a soft dom, he’s harsh and mean because he wants to make you feel good. but he doooes love watching you come undone, and the best way to get you there is to tease and taunt you- withholding your orgasm until you’ve been a sweet enough girl :)

.✦ vocal (how much noise do they make?)

levi loves dirty talk because he means every single thing he’s saying- and he loves watching you blush and try to hide. he also does it to cover up his pathetic little whimpers and moans.

i can’t see him as like, a SCREAMER. but i can see him pant and releasing sighs of pleasure, he’ll let a couple of small grunts escape but he’s not one to put his own overwhelm on display.

.✦ wildcard

walks around buttcheeks out after sex for a bit. :3 he’s got some goods to flaunt !! and he’s gonna shower right after .. why dirty his clean clothes or nice robe with sweat and sex all over him?

.✦ x-ray (what it looks like)

again, levi is isn’t the biggest guy around. i can see him packing a HEALTHY 5 and a half inches, maybe 6! nothing huge, but he’s sure not small either. i could maybe also consider him being a grower, not a shower.

.✦ yearning

#1 yearner. he looooves you, every part of you. he enjoys all of your qualities and even when there are things about you that irk him, he finds something within it to appreciate. yearning for sex? well, once he had a taste he was obsessed. but he’s subtle with it, never outright out of fear of making you uncomfy.

but in his head? he’s counting down the moments until he can be reunited with you, and your pussy! <3

.✦ zzz.. (how fast do they fall asleep?)

this man is TIRED. cmon, he’s pushing 40 with the work ethic of a machine. he hits the pillow and DIES. especially when he feels safe, comfortable, and clean.

Levi stiffly sat down on the couch, which was covered with warm blankets and cushions. Levi found himself wanting to absorb the image of this into his heart, too scared to touch anything and alter the space where her beauty and life are contained. He felt his shoulders begin to slouch as his back relaxed into the marshmallow cushion, allowing his mind to wander. What would it be like to wake up here in the morning on a warmer day? Through what windows would the sun seep in from? Would she allow him to ruffle through the small bits of clutter? "Tch..." he scoffed at his romantic optimism.

y/n emerged from the beads, practically bouncing throughout the apartment with a small pile of books in hand. Her hair flowed like syrup down to her chest, Levi’s grey eyes searched her image from top to bottom. Soft, swift, curved.. he cleared his throat. She proudly presented the small stack of novels, “Okay so, I have a couple of my personal favorites here.. I didn’t hand em off sooner because I was a bit embarrassed.” “Embarrassed of what?” Her cheeks took a slight pink tint, and she brushed some of her hair out of her face. “Well.. you didn’t seem to like many of the romance novels and I don’t wanna shove em down your-“ “I’ll read them.” “Oh- Okay, great… I was starting to think you just hated love and all things about it.” She teased, “There are things that I love.” “Oh yeah? Like what?” She slouched closer to him, her knee grazing his through their clothes.

Their conversation of the evening flowed smoothly between the two of them. It was natural, and eventually Levi stopped scanning the room and assessing his own character; he felt relaxed for the first time in a long time. They shared chamomile tea, and exchanged question after question. Although Levi’s could be incessant and incredibly blunt, y/n didn’t mind answering them. He learned that she’s in school and hates her job, Levi shared that his job feels like he took an oath to a god he may or may not believe in. “Okay, my turn! You’re in my apartment. On my couch.. Why did you start coming to the diner?” Levi felt the grip he had on his mug slip, that ache was back in his throat. “Oh- I’m- I’m not entirely sure.. I think maybe a er, coworker brought me there once.. the coffee is nice-“ “But you come everyday.. why?”

She was closer again, Levi could smell the lavender in her shampoo, the crisp smell of her detergent, the damp and lingering trace of her perfume that he couldn’t quite make out. It felt as if his heart was clawing its way out of his chest, could this be the time? Is this the moment where he should lay his soul bare for a stranger? How inappropriate, how forward- presumptuous even, he thought. “Well, erm-“ he felt the soft chill of her hand slip behind his neck. Every nerve in his body jolted, as the mug slipped from his palm and spilled onto the rose patterned carpet.

Her fingers laced themselves into the gruff of his hair- clean cut, well taken care of. Levi was unsure whether he was going to melt or explode. A soft groan escaped his lips at her touch, “I g-guess because erm- you’re there. you- I go to see you.” y/n was gently massaging his neck as he stuttered, a smirk carving its way through her pursed lips. “You come to see me..? good..” “Yes.. I enjoy you.” y/n giggled, her other hand moving to his chest- Levi’s breath hitched as she touched him- she was so intrepid, unafraid, and desirable. Levi stared up at her, enamored. Her eyes slowly moved from his to the floor, “You spilled your tea..” “I’m sorry.. I can clean it up.” His voice was so low it became a whisper. He heard her voice in the back of his mind,

“ I like it, the simplicity..”

Throughout his panic, Levi realized he’s still stagnant in the same spot. His left hand that had dropped the tea was draped over the couch, his right, bawled tightly into a fist in his lap. “Fuck fuck fuck!” He thought through gritted teeth. Shaking, he lifted his right hand and allowed it to slither to y/n, cupping her cheek that was hot with a cause unfamiliar to him. This unfamiliarity between them left Levi’s mind hazy, his chest caged, his slacks .. tight. “Levi….” Her voice was almost musical as she inched closer, y/n was basically sprawled in his lap and across his chest- leaving him open and defenseless with his legs sprawled open to create space for her.

y/n took notice to the open invitation, as she slipped to Levi’s lips like smoke. Between the heat and head to toe throbbing, Levi could still taste the chamomile on her tongue. In this moment, he was allowing himself to indulge in his biggest secret- his guilty pleasure he had not ever allowed himself to enjoy. He wanted her, in every sense of the word. His tongue danced in her mouth, his eyes glazing over into the back of his head, her grip gaining strength on his neck. She pulled away softly, with hesitation as she placed a final peck on his thin lips. “Simple… see?” Levi threw his arm over his face, hiding like a child.. what else could this night bring?

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