Leviathan x gn!Reader
Authors note- I am SO sorry for my impromptu, very long hiatus 😭😭, school and work got the better of me, but I'm trying to get back into things.
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Summary: Levi narrates his self depreciation over a 'self care' session
Warnings: Masturbation, clothing thief, heavy self depreciation (I love my pathetic men), not much else- he's a very unreliable narrator 🙏 oh, and he has two dicks 😋
Header credit- "ROI DU POISON" BY KOEBI
Leviathan feels disgusting.
Not that that's an unusual feeling for the demon of envy–but the point still stands.
Filthy.
Horrible.
Gross.
What right does such a worthless otaku have to think of you like…like this? You’re so perfect, his Henry, his only true friend—and still he deceives you! Every time he pushes his cocks through his fist, he imagines it’s your hands, your mouth, your holes being stuffed full of his cum—oh the things you’d say, the way you’d look at him if you ever found out-
He’s ashamed of how hard he twitches thinking of just that. He's ashamed of all of it. Every crumpled, disgusting tissue and rag haphazardly tossed into the garbage, covered up with food wrappers and delivery packing just in case you come in unexpectedly.
Every disgusting moan he can't choke down, digging his nails into the swell of his shafts because he needs some sort of punishment for this—this horror, frankly.
“M’sorry, m'so sorry- guh, huh- hah, s-sorry-” The tears bubbling up in his eyes just make it so much worse—disgusting and pathetic, there's nothing left to redeem! And now he needs to add ‘thief’ to the list—your sweaty, crumpled shirt lying half on his chest, half bunched to his nose, muffling his apologies and agonized whimpers.
How could he stoop so low! He's just like that scumbag Mammon, going around and stealing things for his own gain—oh if his brothers ever found out! Forget just simply being tied to the ceiling; he'd be ostracized! Kicked out! Never allowed within 50 feet of you ever again!
Levi pumps his wrist faster, desperate to just get this over with now, before the shame and guilt and terrible, terrible self-hatred makes his cocks flag—it’s already kept him from cumming for so long. Every time his fantasies turn from you finding him, teasing him, toying with his body just how wants you to;
To the hatred he knows will be on your face—you’d be disgusted with him.















