Farewell Class 2006

farewell class 2006

all is well and they are silly and wholesome

IRENE & JOY SMTOWN LIVE 2023 SMCU PALACE

I need to be sedated actually

— european’s finest

* ˚ ✦ ═ levi ackerman x gn! reader

* ˚ ✦ ═ fluff, slightly suggestive, cuddles, clingy levi, cadet! reader, established relationship, kissing

* ˚ ✦ ═ synopsis: in which, levi ackerman gives you a task to cuddle him—for thirty minutes.

“Captain?”

Three knocks sung around the room. The dim lit cascaded around shimmer with the candle slightly flickering due to the wind. Rustled squeaks on a piece of paper halted when your voice rang over the corridors. His grey eyes darted to the door—somewhere beneath lies down a hidden agenda.

With the accepted response, your hand twisted the doorknob, turning to see him bated out a frustrated sigh. Quietly getting close to him, a smile grows on your face. “Can I help you, sir?” You play to pretend about giving respect to your senior.

“Drop the formalities, [Name].” Levi breathed out. An unnoticeable wrinkle crinkled around his forehead—his eyes were obviously showing that he is tired. Echo of the wind loudly swooshed out, determined to give you two some privacy.

You certainly did dropped the formalities. Beginning to take off your jacket, you hung it around his shoulders—his outfit lacks the suit that somehow adds to his domineering charm. Your warm hand touch his pale cheek. “I will gladly do, dear.” You were answered with a nuzzle and lean on your touch.

Your jacket warms him up. His heart was not shaken up; he stands up while heading to the couch at the edge of his office. The plant beside, like it’s not inanimated, begin to become a part of the mood that is slowly becoming more intimate.

“Would you like some tea?” You sat beside him, your thumb rubs his knuckles, gently placing a kiss on the back of his hand.

You were the only one who is allowed to pamper him. Make him feel like he is being worshipped. Levi Ackerman doesn’t know why your eyes always have that adoring glint that always appear whenever you see him.

“No. Just, stop it…” He does not want you to stop. You have already gotten used to his antics, seeing as his hand seek for your touch. His fingers were wrapped around yours, hugging them close to his other hand.

Levi’s eyes meet yours, “Cuddle me.”

A spark travels through your spine. You always liked whenever he initiates it. You give in to his want. You grew closer—pulling his thighs around your lap, making his arms wrapped rest on your shoulders. Your head tilts up, nose almost bumping his soft lips.

He does not resist.

Instead, he melts in your embrace. Resting his head on the crook of your neck, he breathes in your scent. Your fingers made way through his hair. “Did you missed me, dear?”

Levi does not like showing his soft spot to anyone. He shows his love in a different way to others, but to you—he just want experience the taste of sweet puppy love. He relishes in your affections, your petnames were a music to his ears.

“I did. What are you gonna do about it?” He grumbled making you lowly chuckle. You kissed his temple, travelling down to his jaw.

“I was not complaining, sweetheart.” Your nose bumps against his. Your lips peck his soft lips, making him slightly frown—he wants more. His lips firmly pressed against yours, closing your own eyes. Your lips parting away as you let his tongue slide inside yours. Your hands grip his waist to make him steady, the heat around your cheeks did definitely not waste its time to make itself shown.

A muffled pleased moan in between both of your lips. He breaks the kiss slowly, “Give me 30.” He lets out a breath of relief, he snuggles his head onto your neck, feeling already sleepy and warm. He does not want to continue his work anymore. His eyes were half-lidded, his breath fans over your neck before shutting his eyes out.

With your arms wrapped around his waist, you begin to reminisce the memories between you two. Your fingers rub his back softly.

It’s been a while since you two had an alone time. You smiled lovesick, hearing his breathy snores. You gently lay him down on the couch, covering a blanket on him.

You were about to pull away. Suddenly, a firm grip tug on your wrist. A quiet laugh bubbles up on your throat, your body facing to see him looking at you with a frown. “Where are you going?” You can tell he was aching for you—he wants to cling onto you forever.

“You said to cuddle you for 30 minutes.” You pointed out with an amused grin, you looked at the clock. “It has been 30 minutes, darling.” You cooed softly, leaning close to his face.

You were pulled on the couch, as he crawled back again on top of you. You don’t even get a say before your face was met with a scowl. “I didn’t say minutes.” You blinked before chuckling amusedly—though it was shut up with his kiss once again.

He meant hours, you dimwit.