#purelevismut

You had packed and left while he was out working.

Your drawers were emptied, and your side of the closet was left with nothing but hangers. When he found your ring on his pillow and all of your things missing after that huge fight, he immediately went looking for you. At Mikasa's house, Armin and Annie's, until finally, he found you staying with Gabi. She had said you didn't want to speak with him, but you came to the door anyway. You said that you needed space and just a little time to think. That you couldn't keep going on the way things were.

Was his apology not genuine enough?

Or had he just finally pushed you too far?

Maybe he had pushed you so far away that the love you had for him turned into resentment; Maybe you grew tired of trying to no avail.

He couldn't bear to think about it anymore. Eventually, he dragged himself to the bedroom and lay down on your side of the bed, burying his face into your pillow. His sleep was tormented, coming in restless, broken waves, plagued with dreams of you.

Sometime deep in the night, a knock pulled him from a half-sleep, he sat up quickly, wondering if he had imagined it. He sat in silence for a moment. Just as he was about to lay back down, he heard another knock, this time loud and clear.

He jolted from the bed, walking quickly into the family room. He opened the door to find you standing there, your eyes glassy with fresh tears. The second you saw him, you threw yourself into his arms with a broken sound. Levi caught you instantly, one arm locking around your waist while the other cradled the back of your head as you cried into his shoulder.

You didn’t speak.

After a few moments, you pulled back from his tight embrace and kissed him without a single word. It was desperate and messy, but that didn’t deter Levi. He responded immediately, walking you backward into the house and kicking the door shut behind him. The two of you stumbled through the living room, mouths locked, and hands grabbing each other desperately.

By the time he got you into the bedroom, most of your clothes were already gone.

He laid you on the bed and followed you down, kissing you like he was afraid you would disappear if he stopped. You were both breathing hard, limbs tangled, tongues sliding against each other as you finished stripping. Levi stroked himself a few times, keeping his gaze locked on yours, then lined himself up with your dripping entrance. He had no patience left for foreplay, especially when you were already soaking the sheets. The second he pushed inside you, he let out a low, guttural groan against your mouth.

He didn’t start slow. He fucked you deep and hard from the very first thrust, like a man depraved, one hand clutched your thigh and pushed it higher while the other slid up to wrap firmly around your throat and hold you in place.

“You’re mine,” he growled against your lips, his hips slamming against yours, filling the room with obscene sounds. “You hear me? This pussy is mine." He squeezed your neck tightly, as if he really needed you to understand what he said next. "Don’t you ever fucking try to leave me again.”

You moaned beneath him, back arching as he drove into you over and over. His grip on your throat was just enough to make your head swim and grow foggy; his unforgiving thrusts splitting through you kept bringing you back to reality.

“Did you really think I’d just let you walk out of my life?” he rasped, fucking you even harder, realizing just how frustrated he had been at your separation from him. “You thought I’d sit by and watch while some other man puts his hands on what belongs to me?”

A broken whimper escaped you, eyes fluttering wildly as you struggled to focus through the intense, burning stretch.

His hand snapped across your face, the sharp crack echoed through the room along with your moans.

“Answer me.”

“N-no!” you gasped.

He grabbed your face with one hand, forcing you to look at him while he pounded into you.

“Tell me this pussy is mine,” he panted, his voice rough with need. "Say it."

“It’s yours,” you moaned.

Another sharp slap landed on your cheek; the sting bloomed across your flushed skin. You yelped, and the sound quickly melted into a desperate moan while you squirmed beneath him.

“Not good enough, I don't really believe you yet,” He drawled. “Say it like you fucking mean it. Don’t make me keep repeating myself.”

You looked up at him through wet lashes, your voice shaking desperately.

“Levi— Levi, please,” you begged, voice cracking with desperation. “It’s yours! This pussy is all yours… I swear on everything, no one else will ever touch me. Only you. I only want you to fuck me like this... like you own me. I love you. I’m so fucking in love with you…"

The second you began pouring your heart out, your orgasm crashed over you violently. You came hard, squirting around him and soaking his lower stomach and the sheets beneath you. Levi groaned at the feeling, holding you close and fucking you through it until he buried himself deep and came inside you with a rough, broken string of curses.

Your body melted against him, expecting his arms to stay wrapped around you while he came down… but instead, Levi pulled back, his seed spilling out of you. In one smooth motion, he hauled you up onto your knees, then pushed you forward.

“Open your mouth,” he commanded, his tone left no room for discussion.

You obeyed.

Levi fisted your hair and pushed his thick erection into your throat with slow, controlled thrusts. He gradually went deeper, fucking your mouth with long, steady strokes while you gagged and moaned around him. You clenched your thighs together, wanting him back inside of you as you felt your arousal and his climax drip down the inside of your legs while you teased his cock with your lips. You gently licked and sucked the swollen tip, which was still leaking from his previous release, before taking him all the way in again, enjoying the sounds of his grunting and panting as you brought him close to another orgasm.

The wet, desperate sounds you made sent jolts of pleasure up his spine. One hand stayed tangled in your hair, while the other gripped the headboard to steady himself.

“This pretty little mouth belongs to me too,” he said. His voice was low and dark as he watched your lips mould around him. “So don’t go forgetting where it belongs…wrapped around my dick.”

You hummed around his cock, one hand reaching up to gently massage his balls while he used your throat. The tight heat and wet vibrations from your mouth had his hips jerking, urging him to go faster, shuddering when you took him deeper. Your hand pumped and stroked what you couldn't take.

When his hips began to slow, he held your head in place, cumming down your throat in thick, hot pulses. You could feel his cock throb as he spilled inside of your mouth, as he breathed your name softly.

Levi finally pulled out, exhaling deeply before grabbing you by the arms, and dragging you up until you were face to face—a thin trail of spit still connected your swollen lips to the head of his cock. Your face was tear-streaked and flushed as you looked up at him, your hands pressed into his chest, feeling his racing heart. His slick, throbbing member rested heavy between your thighs, hot against your skin.

He kissed you deeply before pushing you onto your back again. He forced your knees apart and buried his face between your thighs without warning. Levi licked and sucked your oversensitive pussy like he was starving, his tongue gently circled your clit before dipping lower to fuck it into you. You cried out, hips jerking, but he held you down with both hands on your thighs.

Finally, he pulled back just enough to speak, his lips shiny with your arousal.

“Look at you,” he mocked, voice rough. “Squirming and moaning like a pathetic little slut on my tongue. You think another man could ever make you feel this good?”

You shook your head quickly.

He slapped your ass hard, making you whimper.

“That’s not a fucking answer. Show some respect and answer me when I’m talking to you.”

“No,” you gasped. “Just you, Levi!"

Satisfied, he twisted you onto your stomach and pulled your hips up. He spread you open and dragged his tongue higher, licking over your ass for the first time.

You let out a shocked, broken moan at the new, filthy sensation.

Levi groaned against you, gripping your asscheeks tightly as he licked and teased the tight ring of muscle, occasionally pulling back to kiss and bite the soft flesh of your cheeks. He took his time, working you over with his tongue until you were trembling and pushing back against his face.

When he finally pulled away, he kissed up the deep line of your spine and nipped at your ear.

“Two holes down,” he breathed roughly. “One more to go.”

He spat into his hand and stroked his cock, making sure it was slick before pressing the thick head against your ass. He pushed in slowly, inch by inch, giving you time to adjust to the intense stretch. You whimpered and cried out at the new sensation, but he didn’t stop until he was buried to the hilt inside your ass.

He started slow with deep, careful thrusts that let you feel every inch of him. But the second your whimpers turned into moans, and you reached down between your legs to rub your clit, Levi’s self-control slipped away. He fucked your ass harder, watching with dark eyes as you fingered yourself at the same time.

“You're such a greedy fucking whore,” he taunted. “Taking my cock in every hole like you were made for it. You love being full of my cum, don’t you?”

“Yes,” you moaned, your voice wrecked and breathless. “I want you to fuck me like this every day. I want you to ruin me every single night until we make up for the last two months.” You spoke through the overwhelming mix of pain and pleasure, every word was dripping with raw need. Then, your tone dropped low and husky, encouraging him in the filthiest way possible.

“I don’t want to be able to walk for a week,” you gasped as he stretched you open. “I want you to use me whenever you want...no asking, no permission. Just take me whenever you feel like it.”

Levi let out a low, possessive sound and fucked you harder after that.

“Yeah?” He teased. “You like feeling me in your ass?”

“So much,” you whimpered. “I’ve never felt anything like it before.”

It didn’t take long before you were letting out high-pitched moans, squirting again as you came violently around your fingers, all while he pushed into you deeper and harder. Levi followed soon after, filling your ass with cum as he gripped your hips hard enough to leave impressions of his fingers.

When he finally pulled out, you collapsed onto the bed, completely spent. His warm cum dripped slowly from both your pussy and ass, coating your thighs. He knelt back on his knees, watching with satisfaction as you leaked his essence from every hole. Your body was slick and shiny, and red handprints marked your face and bottom. You looked thoroughly fucked out and barely conscious.

Levi didn’t give you long to rest this way.

He disappeared into the bathroom and started a hot bath. When he returned, he lifted your exhausted body into his arms and carried you to the tub, climbing in behind you. He washed you gently but thoroughly, rubbing soap over your sore muscles while you hummed with appreciation, realizing how much you had missed your husband. He took no shortcuts, massaging your shoulders, thighs, and ass before moving down to wash and massage your feet. He washed your hair last, carefully rinsing it out.

In the steaming-hot water, with the sound of his breathing and the gentle feeling of his chest rising and falling beneath your cheek, you fell asleep against his chest.

Levi held you for a while longer before the water became tepid. Carefully, he lifted you out, carrying you to the room half asleep where he helped you dry off. He changed the ruined sheets while you slipped into a silk nightgown.

Once the bed was fresh, he lay you down and pulled the warm blankets over you before climbing in behind you. His arms wrapped around you tightly, and he pressed his face into the back of your neck, thankful that you were back home with him.

Although the two of you hadn’t yet exchanged verbal apologies, Levi didn’t feel the need for them tonight. The quiet affection between you was enough. The hurt, the anger, and the words that were still left unsaid could wait until morning.

For now, just having you here was enough.