#manager levi

minors dni! voyeurism; dirty talk; crude sex; pure filth

“Fucking knew you’d feel this good,” he said, his voice tight and wanton.

You released a high-pitched cry, and it drove him faster, releasing his hold around your neck and pulling his body up, both his hands clasped against your hips, his nails digging crescent moons into your skin. He pulled your body back to meet his thrusts, his eyes pinned on the way he slid in and out of you, his cock wet from your arousal.

“Levi,” you moaned. He buried himself deep. So deep you could feel him in your throat. Your head hung low, and your senses overwhelmed. “Yes, yes, yes Levi.” You were barely able to speak coherent words, your voice high-pitched and so lewd you barely recognized yourself. He gave you no room to breathe, ramming hard and fast. “Oh fuck, fuck.”  

“Fucking love those noises,” he spoke through gritted teeth. “I’ll fuck you all night just to hear you scream my name like that.”

You were sure he wasn’t even aware of the words leaving his mouth. You knew he had a sharp tongue, though you didn’t think it would be so filthy – and fuck if it didn’t turn you on. One of his hands grabbed the back of your hair to pull you up straight, and you gasped, your back colliding with his front, his teeth latching onto the back of your shoulder. You met his gaze on your reflection, your breasts bouncing with the harshness of his thrusts.  

“You had to smile at me,” he breathed against the shell of your ear. “Thought about that mouth of yours for days.” His teeth nipped at the sensitive spot under your earlobe. “How pretty it would look sucking my cock under my desk.”

minors dni! voyeurism; spanking; sex

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Levi’s lips parted as he watched with rapt attention, thrill flaring in his blown pupils. “You’re so dirty,” he murmured. His words were followed by a sudden, sharp slap against your ass cheek. A loud cry tore out of your throat, your eyes rolling back in pleasure. You didn’t let go of his fingers, instead, you bit and nibbled, moaning lowly, eyes wide as you looked back at him, tongue sliding from his knuckles and up to the tips. He groaned under his breath. “You like that?”

“Yeah—”

You hissed at the feel of another slap to your ass, arching against his touch as he gently kneaded the bruised area. Your cunt was on fire, crying for attention, your arousal trailing down your inner thighs, so exposed that you could smell the heady fragrance of your cunt. You looked down, catching the curve of his cock, pulsing and beating against the back of your thighs. He was so close, all he had to do was slide into you.

You whined in desperation, swaying your ass to grind against him. Levi hissed at the friction, his hand now curling against your throat, pulling your head to stare back at the reflection on the window. And fuck, if it wasn’t the hottest sight you’d ever seen, with your cheeks puffed pink and your hair untamed, your eyes lidded and lips bruised red, and Levi’s figure behind you, dark strands shadowing his eyes, his skin against yours, his veiny hand looking so hot curled around your throat like this.

“Watch yourself,” he said hoarsely, breathing hotly against your ear. “I know you love it.”

He slid inside of you then. Your mouth fell open, your eyes not leaving the sight of your reflection, reveling in the way he pushed inside of you, the way his body now towered over you, the island’s low height allowing him to do so, the way your breasts smashed against the counter, the way he held you in every possible way, molding your body up and closer to his.

Manager!Levi x Fem reader; modern au; corporate setting

minors dni! accidental voyeurism; explicit

Levi has been your manager for more than a year, you know him like the back of your hand by now. It could be because you were so observant, or it could be because he would star in every one of your wet dreams ever since he walked in on you hooking up with a stranger at a sleazy bar's bathroom.

His eyes darkened, his gaze heated as he continued to inspect you shamelessly. That look… it made you weak in the knees. You were a little drunk and loose, so without thinking, you threw him a smile. A smile. He had caught you sitting on top of the sink, your blouse ripped open and a man sucking your naked chest and grinding against you, and you smiled flirtatiously at him.

Manager!Levi x Fem reader; modern au

The light of your kitchen was dimly lit, casting a low glow across the marble of the counter where you placed two empty glasses. You had the fridge door pulled open, standing there for a second to let the frost seep into your skin, hoping it could ease the sudden burst of nerves that was making your hands shake.

“You’ve got a nice place,” Levi commented, his voice pulling you back to reality.

You cleared your throat, blinking yourself into awareness and forcing yourself to pull it together. You fished out the bottle of wine and closed the door to the fridge, turning back around to catch him standing exactly where you left him by the counter. His eyes were still looking around the living room that was open to the kitchen, and you took that moment to admire the way he was leaning forward, only a little, both palms resting on the edge of the counter. He had taken off his blazer and pulled up his shirt’s sleeves up to his elbows, and you tried not to linger on the veins that wound down his forearms to his hands. Though, once you did, you ended up looking further down at the way his trousers hugged his figure, and you felt warmth heat your insides at the dirty thoughts that shrouded your mind.

“Thanks,” you mumbled, turning around and pulling the corkscrew from the drawer.

You focused on sliding the blade around the capsule, but you froze when you heard Levi’s footsteps heading your way. You swallowed, heat curling your cheeks as you waited, rooted to your spot. If Levi noticed, he didn’t comment. Instead, he smoothly slid his fingers on top of your hand, taking the corkscrew from your hold. You felt your lids become heavy, your heart squeezing at the sudden feel of his body next to yours, his chest merely behind your shoulder.

“Let me,” he said, and the sound of his voice like this, low and husky… it made you suddenly ache.

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