Let Me Just Say That Abducted Has Me Sitting On The Edge Of My Seat. Chefs Kiss. So Excited For The Next

let me just say that abducted has me sitting on the edge of my seat. chef’s kiss. so excited for the next chapter.

tysm!!! shes about half way there, college & work have been beating my ass as of late but she’s comin along <33

happy birthday levi

(the reason i’m celebrating today)

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they’ve been living rent free in my brain

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abducted

chapter two

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getou x reader

tags: canon typical violence // curse words // masterbation (m & f)

word count: 3.2 k

chapter one

getou groggily shuffled out of bed, still feeling over exerted from the night before. the man hadn’t felt so relieved after masterbating in quite a long time. usually masterbation was just a way to relieve stress, just a part of getou’s routine. pure lust was something getou hadn’t felt in years. he chalked it up to a spike in testosterone, he wasn’t used to a woman being in his house. getou wouldn’t try to lie to himself though, he had always been attracted to you, and even in love with you at one point in time. that side of him was dead, he knew that, but it still didn’t take away from the fact that he had little control over his impulses in your presence.

the tall man made his way out of the master bedroom, surprised to see that you were already awake and making breakfast in the kitchen. getou stopped to lean on the entryway wall, waiting for you to notice him. you were deep in thought while whisking eggs in a bowl, waiting for the skillet to heat up.

“making enough for two?” you jumped at the sound of getou’s deep voice breaking through the silence. you turned your neck sharply, angry at the man for sneaking up on you. the bitter words that you planned to throw at him died in your mouth. getou stood tall in the entryway, his black sleep robe tied loosely at the waist— revealing a large portion of his marble chest. his hair was loose and messy, it was clear to you that the man had just rolled out of bed.

you dismissed your thoughts, narrowing your eyes on him, “how long have you been standing there?” the corner of his lips lifted, “long enough.” you rolled your eyes at this casual demeanor, “well to answer your question, no. i did not make enough for two.” you dumped the contents out of the pan and onto a small plate, “why would i cook for my captor?” it was getou’s turn to roll his eyes, “captor? here i thought we were friends.”

you lifted yourself to sit on the countertop to enjoy your breakfast, not bothering to respond to getou’s remark. the dark haired man sauntered across the kitchen, his back faced you as he reheated the stove on the kitchen island. you hadn’t realized just how hungry you were until your plate was completely cleared and your stomach was full. you sat the plate down next to your side, as getou turned to face you keeping an air of casualness about him as he leaned against the island.

“i’m glad you ate a good breakfast because you’ll be training with me today.” your brow furrowed at the bluntness of his tone, not understanding his meaning. “training? what do you mean training?” that same sly grin returned to getou’s face, “well if you going to be of service to me and my cause, you’ll need to be able to cultivate your cursed energy much more efficiently than you currently are.”

you scoffed, leaning back on your palms. the countertop felt cool to the touch, while heat rose to your cheeks. you could sense an argument coming but you couldn’t help but feel defensive, “and what makes you think that i have any interest in joining your cause? gojo will be finding this secret realm soon enough, and you and your cause will be completely dismantled from the bottom up.” you said matching getou’s smug attitude.

the playful grin disappeared from getou’s face, being replaced with an ominous blank expression. the man slowly moved closer to the countertop where you sat, closing the distance between the two of you. even being sat up high off the ground, getou’s frame still dwarfed yours. getou didn’t speak until his face was just inches from yours, “silly girl. don’t you understand that i’m counting on gojo coming here to rescue his precious little girlfriend? that’s all a part of the bigger picture.” your eyes wided at his words. his gaze was hard on yours, never relenting. “see, satoru’s power of jujutsu will be rendered useless in this realm, i created this place just for that purpose.”

red hot anger filled your bloodstream, “how long have you been planning this getou?” the man leaned in so close, causing you to lean back as he placed a hand on the counter behind you. your anger was quickly replaced with fear while getou spoke slowly in your ear, “for quite a while actually, but you see it wasn't as easy as you think, i had to learn your habits and day-to-day routine to be able to capture you while no one else was around.”

you didn’t move a muscle. getou could sense your tenseness causing him to chuckle in your ear, “yes, i saw how you spent most nights at your boyfriends house and i also saw how much you frequented that beach we used to go to so much, all those years ago.” you sucked in a tight breath at his mention of the beach, “does gojo know of your visits to the beach? does he know how you secretly go there hoping to relive your memories of me?”

you quickly turned to meet his gaze, “i don’t-“ getou cut you off, knowing that you would deny his claim. “right of course, i’m dead to you and gojo is the person you use as a placeholder in my absence.” getou had always been able to read you better than anyone else, and you hated him for it. your voice was laced with venom as you spoke, “just how important do you think you are to my life?” the corners of getou’s mouth lifted upwards at your question, “i think i am just as important to you, as you are to me.”

your eyes glazed over at his response, his words sent your brain into overdrive. does that mean i’m important to him? you thought. a sense of accomplishment washed over the man at your lack of response. getou didn’t relent, he moved to stand up straight, drawing you out of your thoughts as he looked at you dead on, “since we’re on the subject of satoru, why don’t you tell me why your beloved preferred to keep you in a state of mediocrity? your better half is the most powerful sorcerer in the jujutsu world yet your skills are severely lackluster.”

your stare hardened on getou. your anger returned once more, “believe it or not, but me and gojo don’t make jujutsu the centerpoint of our relationship.” getou crossed his arms, “no of course not, the centerpoint of your relationship is sucking saturo’s cock a couple times a week and following it up with some unfulfilling sex. right?”

without thinking your hand connected to his cheek with a loud smack. the slap echoed through the quiet kitchen, getou’s eyes widened in surprise.

the air grew thick between the two of you. you held your breath tightly as getou grabbed your wrist, yanking your body off the countertop. the man forcefully pulled your body forward, resulting in your chest flush against his. getou looked down on you with dark eyes, “do that again and i might decide you aren’t worth the trouble and kill you where you stand.” getou turned away swiftly, “your training begins in thirty minutes, you will serve my cause or you and your little boyfriend will die. your choice.” without another word getou was gone, leaving you alone to ruminate over the recent events in confusion.

getou’s anger had significantly subsided once he was standing alone in the training room. he almost felt regretful for speaking to you with such harsh words; but the man was much too proud to apologize. the padded floor provided cushion beneath his feet, rooting him back into a sound mind. the large room was dimly lit, getou watched the shadows move across his face in the mirror that covered the wall as he wrapped his hands in gauze, preparing himself for the training session.

you still felt dazed from your conversation with getou as you shyly entered the room. you weren’t sure what to expect out of this impromptu training session. you slapped getou, and you knew that was something he wouldn’t let go of easily. you attempted to mentally brace yourself for whatever might come next as you came to stand behind the man who looked at you through the mirror with an unimpressed expression.

getou tied the last of the gauze together, turning around to face you. he seemed broader than usual in his casual athletic clothing. the sleeves of getou’s white shirt were rolled up, revealing his veiny forearms. the veins became more apparent when getou flexed his hands, testing the integrity of the gauze wrapping. his eyes stayed down as he spoke, “glad to see you made it on time, we’ll start by you showing me just how much cursed energy you possess.”

you chewed your bottom lip listening to his words, it had been years since you had properly trained. you only called upon your cursed energy when it was strictly necessary. getou finally looked up to take in the sight of you, he tried to conceal how his breath hitched in his throat at the clear sight of your anxious expression.

“when was the last time that you had a real training session?” getou was genuinely curious, you seemed to be a much stronger sorcerer when the two of you were close. he was surprised to have found you completely incapacitated by the grade three cursed spirit in the lavender field, you used to take on grade two spirits with no problem at all.

your feet shifted as you tried to think back to the last time you exercised your technique just for practice. you crossed your arms over your chest as you spoke, “well, i wasn’t lying about what i said earlier. jujutsu isn’t a focal point of mine and gojo’s relationship.. and well, i never really need to use my own cursed energy if he’s around..” you trailed off.

getou still looked unamused, “that wasn’t my question. when was the last time you trained?” your gaze shifted to your feet, “before you left.” you spit the words out so quickly it took getou a moment to process their meaning. a concerned look fell upon getou’s face, “that was years ago. you mean to tell me you haven’t practiced since then? you know how important it is for a sorcerer's skills to stay fine tuned.”

you rolled your eyes at his comment, you had no intentions of keeping your skills finely tuned after getou turned. seeing the person you trusted most, so massively miss use their jujutsu made you question just how good being a sorcerer was for the collective. whereas getou thought the world would be a better place without non-sorcerer’s, you questioned if the world would be a better place if the opposite happened. you didn’t see much good coming to the world from jujutsu sorcerer’s. you saw first hand how sorcerer’s could use their powers to benefit no one but themselves, getou was the perfect example of one of these selfish sorcerer’s.

you finally looked up to meet the man’s gaze, “am i here to train? or am i here to listen to how important it is?” getou’s eyes narrowed on you as he turned his head in warning, “tch..careful.” the man circled your body with a scrutinizing glare. “let’s begin. call upon your cursed energy.” you almost laughed, “i can’t do that on command, i have to be threatened to call upon my energy.”

getou stopped short behind you, “you can’t summon your cursed energy on command? you’re weaker than i thought.” getou moved in closer to grab your shoulder, as he spoke softly into your hair. “guess i’ll have to pull it out of you then.” you didn’t have time to try to decode the meaning behind his words before he quickly made his way around your body, moving into a fighting stance.

a sinister smile stretched across getou’s face, “don’t worry, i’ll stick to hand to hand combat. for now.” you raised your fists just below eye level waiting for getou to make his move. getou moved quickly, stepping into your space before he swung. you luckily deflected the blow, only to realize it was a dummy swing when his other hand slapped the side of your head. getou sucked his teeth, “never take your eyes off your opponent.” the words irritated you, you switched to a defensive approach, grunting as you swung your fist at the mans face.

getou easily evaded your fist, laughing as he kicked his foot out to knock you onto your back. the padded floors broke your fall, but that didn’t stop the pure rage that began to rise deep inside you. you let out an angry grunt as you laid out on the floor. getou reached a hand out to help you up, you used this as an opportunity to get the upper hand on him. you gripped his hand, forcefully pulling him down to the floor. you quickly wrapped your legs around getou’s waist, flipping yourself on top of him.

pride swelled in your chest at the sight of the man pinned down beneath your weight. a playful grin pulled at the side of getou’s mouth as he looked up at you, “i love a woman who can take charge.” your eyes narrowed on him in annoyance, you opened your mouth to speak but you were quickly cut off. getou swiftly flipped you back onto the padded floor, his hips were wedged between your legs as he pinned your wrists above your head. “but i think i like you better like this.”

you ignored the heat that formed between your legs as you tried to escape the compromising position getou put you in. getou pushed his weight down on you harder preventing your escape, “you should know that you can’t over power me physically, but you can summon your cursed energy at any time .”

as if in response to getou’s words, cursed energy moved through your body, flowing to the palms of your hands. getou’s deep voice sounded off above you, “ah.. there you go.” you looked up at the man in confusion, “i can feel it too.” he said, picking up on your thoughts. you could only stare back at getou, in awe of the fact that he could feel the cursed energy flowing through your veins. you had never known of any sorcerer that could feel another’s cursed energy before expelling it.

without thinking words slipped from your lips, “can you pick up on everyone’s cursed energy?” getou’s eyes glazed over in deep thought. a beat passed before he spoke, “just yours.” getou released you from his hold, moving to stand above you. “i think that’s enough for today. we’ll train again tomorrow.” that was all he said before he quickly exited the room.

sleep was hard to come by that night, you tossed and turned for what felt like hours. your mind was racing and you couldn’t slow it down. you thought about what gojo might have been doing in that moment, and if he was close to finding you. you almost felt bad for how fast your train of thought moved onto the training exercise you had earlier in the day. you thought back on the sensation of getou’s body pressing down on your’s, the way his hips were settled between your parted legs.

you could almost feel the weight of his hands pinning your wrists above your head once more. you stared at the wall, trying to break the pattern your thoughts were forming but your cunt had already grown needy. you pressed your thighs together trying to ignore the wetness growing between your legs at the thought of getou entered your mind once more. you couldn’t believe that you were having such inappropriate thoughts about a man that you could never see eye to eye with. what would gojo think? he was probably scouring every realm known to man in search of you, while you were one room away from getou, thinking disgusting thoughts of him.

you huffed in defeat, pulling the covers off your body. you shimmied off your sleep shorts, and quickly moved your hands up your big shirt to play with your nipples. you clamped your mouth shut, careful to not make any noise in fear of getou hearing you through the walls. your body temperature steadily rose as you toyed with your breasts. you moved to lift the shirt up allowing the cool air to hit your skin, making your nipples hard.

you accidentally let a moan escape your lips when your fingers met your clit. you prayed that getou was in a deep sleep in the next room over, but your motions didn’t relent. your back arched off the bed as you pictured getou in your minds eye. in your head it was getou who was playing with your tits and working your clit into oblivion.

unbeknownst to you, getou did hear your soft moans coming through the walls. the initial shock of hearing your pretty sounds quickly wore off as getou’s cock grew hard in his sweatpants. oh how he wished that it was him in your bed invoking soft moans from your lips. getou quietly moved from the bed to lean against the wall that your room was on the other side of. getou could tell that you were trying your best to conceal your moans as he pressed his ear against the wall. the man closed his eyes and pictured your body beneath his as he freed his cock from his pants, quickly stroking himself to the mental image.

you bit down on your lips as you inserted two fingers into your wet cunt, doing your best to pretend that it was getou’s long fingers entering you instead of your own. you could feel your orgasm pooling in the bottom of your stomach, thinking of getou’s deep voice speaking into your ear, telling you how good of a girl you were being for him. your orgasm hit you so hard that you didn’t realize that you let getou’s name slip past your lips as your walls contracted around your fingers.

getou’s eyes went wide at the sound of your pretty voice moaning his name, he had to cover his mouth with one hand as the came hard into the other. he thought he had to be hearing things, there was no way you felt the same level of attraction for him as he did you.

sleep surrounded you quickly after you reached your orgasm, but getou was still wide awake on the other side of the wall. the man was deep in thought, he knew he couldn’t allow his old feelings towards you to return, it would ruin his plan. the plan that was years in the making. getou kept trying to tell himself that what he felt for you was sexual attraction and nothing more, but even he didn’t fully believe it.

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I was wondering if I could request a fic about Levi, where his s/o doesn't get back from a simple supply mission but everyone else did, and Levi has a break down at front of his cadets or the veterans or both (whatever you prefer) because he thinks it was his fault or this is his life where he gonna lost everyone but after few days his s/o get back to the headquarters with cuts and bruises after those hard days outside of the wall and Levi can't believe it is real and not some daydream about his love. Long story short I need an angst fic with happy ending! QwQ

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the castle

levi x reader

a/n: i took some liberties with this one, hope you enjoy

tags: angst // fluff // curse words // violence // blood //

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“i won’t let you do this.” a stern voice sounded off in the night air as you mounted your horse. you sighed, looking at the stars that peaked out behind the tree tops above you. not bothering to turn around, you knew who that voice belonged to, you were intimately familiar with it.

“it’s not your decision to make, i have to do this with or without your blessing. this is bigger than both of us.” you said, grimacing at your own words. you wished you could choose to be selfish, and stay behind with levi. part of you thought that all of humanity could be shot straight to hell for all you cared, as long as you and levi could be here together in the sanctity of the wooded fortress, but you couldn’t afford to think that way. you had a job to do.

levi made his way around your horse yanking you down in the process, thankfully he caught you on the way down. levi’s strong arms pinned your form to his chest, so tightly that you felt as if your lungs could collapse under the pressure.

“fuck whoever’s decision it is, it’s my decision that i can’t let you go.”

your heart melted at the sight of Levi being so worried over you. his hand held a firm grip on the small of your back, while the other held the base of your head. his strong hold made your body turn to putty in his embrace.

your voice came almost as a whisper, “it’s a stealth mission levi, you heard the commanders orders.” your tone faltered when his gaze intensified. you reached a hand up to cup his face in an attempt to ease him, “it’s for the good of humanity.”

he nodded your hand away, “i don’t give a fuck about humanity. you are what matters to me, and i need you to stay alive. this mission only puts your life in jeopardy.”

you ignored his protest and cupped his face anyways as a frown formed on your face.

levi wasn’t really mad.. you knew that. he was scared, and so were you but you knew that if you followed the commanders instructions correctly, you should be back to the fortress by dawn, back in levi’s arms once more.

“you know i love you right?” levi’s face finally softened at your words, a smile formed on your face at the sight. “the sooner i can do this, the sooner i’ll be back here with you. it’s a simple in and out mission, i just have to sneak into the MP’s base, snag the supplies, and get out of there. simple as that.”

levi rolled his eyes at your oversimplification.

“yeah, and you could get caught and killed in the process.” you leaned in closer, your lips were just a hair’s length distance away from levi’s, “you trust me don’t you? am i not capable, captain?”

his jaw clenched, “goddamn it, you're not going to let me win this one are you?”

you winked at your boyfriend playfully, “i’ll be back before you know it.”

levi’s grip tightened on your neck, as he closed the distance between your lips. the kiss was much more passionate than usual, your tongues danced around each other frantically in an attempt to quell the fear that was rising in both of your stomachs. levi’s hands caressed your figure desperately, trying to memorize every plain and curve that made up your body. he knew that he had to let you go, there was no stopping you when your mind was made up, but he couldn’t shake the bad feeling his intuition was giving him about this mission. if the MP’s didn’t catch you, there would still be a chance that you could run into any number of titans while you were traveling.

levi finally broke the kiss, looking upon your face with that same stoic expression that you have grown to love, “don’t get caught, and don’t you dare get killed by a fucking titan either.”

you chuckled at his words as your bodies finally separated. levi was never great with words but you knew what he was trying to say, “yeah, i love you too.” you climbed back on top of your horse. levi reached up to place a hand on your thigh,

“remember-“ you covered his hand with your own giving a tender squeeze, “don’t die, yes i remember.”

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you were grateful for the cover that the night gave you, no titans would be active at this hour.

this will be a simple in and out mission just like the commander said. you thought.

you were feeling very optimistic, you were able to sneak into the MP’s base with no issue but now it was a matter of finding the supplies. all you knew to look for was a wooden crate with ‘fragile’ stamped on the front, that is all the commander would divulge about the supplies you were seeking out.

you snuck into the facility’s basement and made your way through the maze-like corridors, not finding anything that fit the commander's description. you knew that dawn would come soon, which meant that the possibility of getting caught, or eaten by a titan on your way back grew greater.

time wandered on as you diligently searched through the labyrinth that was the cold, dark basement. you inspected every dusty room with no luck. adrenaline and anxiety pumped through your veins, you knew that you had spent too much time in the basement. a key part of the mission was to be back to the castle by dawn.

you had almost given up your search when an object in the corner caught your eye. you hastily brushed the dust off the large box, revealing the words ‘fragile’ printed on.

this better be the right box, cause i gotta get the fuck out of here.

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levi knew he wouldn’t sleep until you made it back safely. he tried to occupy his mind with the mountain of paperwork that desperately needed tending to on his desk, but he found himself watching the clock, counting the minutes until you were back to the castle.

dawn was approaching. many members of the scout regiment were already getting an early start to their day, some getting ready for training, while others tended to the horses. levi decided that he was much too anxious to stay confined in his quarters. the captain marched out to the front of the castle and busied himself with cleaning his already spotless ODM gear just so he could keep an eye out for your approach.

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shit, the suns coming up. you thought as you finally tied the supply box to the side of your horse’s saddle bag. titan’s would be active soon. you made sure to stay hyper vigilant once you lead your horse galloping through the forest.

your anxiety rose along with the sun that was beginning to peak over the treetops. you still had a good way to go before you could reach the castle, you knew that some sort of interaction with a titan was inevitable at this point. you tried to ease your fearful mind, your thoughts were racing. you knew that you would have an advantage over a titan in this environment if you initiated your ODM gear, but you had to make sure the supplies made it back to the castle safely. your gear was virtually useless in this situation.

time passed slowly and the distance ahead seemed never ending. the sun continued its ascension, now beaming directly upon you.

the sound of your horse’s feet pounding the terrain below filled your ears. your ears perked when you picked up on the loud thunderous steps in the distance. steps that could only belong to a titan. judging by the sounds that continued to grow louder, you knew that you had mere seconds before it would be on top of you.

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levi paced in front of the castle, “she should have been back by now. the sun is almost at its midday mark, what if she was intercepted by a titan on the way back?”

“oh! i’m sure she’s fine! hopefully she killed one so i can run some tests on it!” hange said enthusiastically.

“please shut the fuck up hange.”

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well i really am shit out of luck. you thought as a 17 meter titans gained on you. you really didn’t know how you were going to get out of this one, the mission comes first and you couldn’t leave the supplies or your horse behind. you couldn’t live with yourself if you did.

you unsheathed your swords, gripping the sides of the horse tight with your thighs praying to the gods that you don’t fall off.

the titan gained on you on your right side, attempting to pull you from your horse. you noticed that this particular titan had long, sharp nails. you knew that you definitely didn’t want to get sliced by those things.

you aggressively swung and jabbed at the titan with both swords, but you didn’t make contact.

shit shit shit.

the beastly looking creature swung wide with its giant hand, cutting you deep across your back.

you shrieked out in burning pain. the cuts were so deep your clothing was ripped and already soaked in blood.

you knew you couldn’t falter, not now. you took the opening and sliced through the thick flesh of the titans fore arm, completely removing the limb causing it to fall back.

your vision became dark and splotchy, you knew you were close to losing consciousness from the loss of blood. you roused up every ounce of willpower to guide your horse on.

just a little bit farther..i’m almost there levi. you thought as your vision went black.

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levi was trying his best to conceal his emotions, he felt like a ball of nerves right now, you were supposed to be back hours ago. levi still stood in front of the castle, now joined by his squad. he was about to order a search party for you, he was so anxious.

“uh.. captain..” uruo pointed into the distance at your lifeless body being carried by your horse.

without a second thought levi sprinted in your direction, a woeful expression painted his face as he saw your body lurched over your horse's back, covered in blood.

levi tried to pull you off the horse as quickly and as gently as possible, being very aware of your wounded back. levi felt even more alarmed when you didn’t yell out in pain, he cradled your unanimated form on the ground while all the bystanders were stunned at the scene playing out in front of them.

the trees swayed in the wind while levi looked down on your pale face, “no! no!” levi’s body shook as he pulled you to his chest, propping your head up in his hands, “wake up! don’t you dare die on me!” his chest heaved up and down as tears streamed down his face. levi turned to look at his squad, “what the fuck are you doing? go get a fucking medic!”

half of the crowd turned, running into the castle to retrieve help. levi removed his hand from the small of your back, analyzing all of the blood that covered his hand. ice ran through his veins when the smell of iron entered his nose.

levi continued to shake your body. his tears dripped down on to your face as he cried, “i’m sorry i didn’t say it back! fuck, i love you too damn it! please wake up! you can’t die on me over this fucking mission!”

the medics finally arrived, levi reluctantly let them take you out of his arms. the captain tried to regain his composure, having never shown this much emotion in front of anyone. ever. much less shedding full blown tears in front of half of the scout regiment.

levi followed the medics that carried your unconscious body into the castle, “is she okay? will she make it?”

“she’s lost a lot of blood but she hasn’t left us yet.”

levi felt hope bloom in his chest at the medics words.

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you were stirred from your peace at the sound of china-ware clinging together. you didn’t even have to open your eyes to know exactly where that sound was coming from, you knew it was levi stirring what was probably his third cup of tea.

as soon as you opened your eyes you felt pain. you groaned at the stinging feeling that came from your back muscles. levi jumped at the sound of your voice, moving closer to your side from where he was sitting.

levi observed your features with a careful expression as he craned his neck over your still pale face.

you felt emotion well up from deep inside of you at the sight of the sable haired man, “levi.” you groaned.

you were taken back by how horse your voice sounded.

levi tried to conceal the overwhelming emotions he felt from hearing your sweet voice, “shh. it’s okay, i’m here. i’m here.” you drew in a short breath when you saw tears begin to prick your lovers eyes. you reached up to cup levi’s face, to your surprise levi actually leaned into your touch.

“it’s okay levi, i’m okay.”

“yes but you almost weren’t.” he said in a gruff tone.

he had you there, though you were grateful to have made it out of your titan debacle in one piece, you knew it was a close call with all of the blood you lost.

“well, was the commander pleased that he got his super secret supplies?” you asked playfully in an attempt to lighten the mood.

levi’s usual unamused expression returned to his face, “fuck those supplies.” he deadpanned as he pulled you into a fierce kiss. levi's tongue broke past your lips and immediately intertwined with your own. levi felt desperate, he deeply missed the feeling of your lips on his.

warmth washed over your whole body when levi pulled away, cupping your face with both hands.

you were at a loss of words, you had never seen levi actively show so much emotion in such a short span of time.

“i don’t want to lose you, so please keep that in mind the next time you accept a task from the commander.”

you laughed at levi’s words, “i love you.”

“i love you too. so much, so fucking much.”

levi’s held the back of your head, raking his hands through your hair as he initiated a long and languid kiss on your lips.

you wrapped your arms around levi’s neck, feeling perfectly safe in his arms.

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