Mira And Jonathan SCENES FROM A MARRIAGE - Episode 4: The Illiterates

Mira and Jonathan SCENES FROM A MARRIAGE - Episode 4: The Illiterates

Reckless Behavior - Part 2

Pairing: Levi Ackerman/Hange Zoë (Attack on Titan) Rating: Explicit. MDNI Warnings: Nipple play. Vaginal Fingering. Oral Sex. Unprotected Sex. Additional tags: She/Her pronouns for Hange Zoë on this one. Wordcount: 3k Read part one here >>This is smut. Minors please do not interact<<

Levi was a skilled man, but right now he was struggling with the small sphere that refused to leave the confines of Hange’s shirt. Of course, the button was just a scapegoat, the real culprits being his hands, which trembled in anticipation as they revealed new inches of her skin.

It was conflicting. His mind wanted to savor this moment, to commit every gaze, sound, and touch to his memory. Levi wanted to hold time in his hands, unroll it like a ball of yarn so that each moment would last forever and tomorrow would always be one night away. His body, on the other hand, was taken with desire. The rampant beast that for long Levi had managed to stifle with layers upon layers of ‘It's never gonna happen’ was now thrashing fiercely inside him, threatening to burst its prison of flesh and devour the Squad Leader right then and there.

Levi let his forehead fall to her shoulder, overwhelmed by the dispute between the expectations he had built in his mind and the reality that his own flesh was imposing on him. The captain inhaled deeply, letting the smell of oily hair and old books wash over him.

The aroma had inhabited the captain’s desires for months now. It was difficult for Levi to focus on the Senior Officers’ meetings sometimes, especially after Hange picked up the habit of sitting next to him. A couple of minutes in and Levi's mind would be invaded by the image of himself buried in the crook of her neck. Erwin’s voice would fade in the distance as her panting and soft whimpers echoed in the corners of his mind. Levi thought, in those moments, what he wouldn’t give to know how it would feel to drown in Hange, what she’d look like while he was pounding into her, what she would sound like as she was coming around him.

His heart picked up the pace, fueled by the fresh memory of the delicious sounds Hange had been making for him so far.

He would find all of that out today.

As the thought occurred to him, the final button was undone.

Time slowed down as Levi took in the scene before him. Both sides of Hange’s shirt opened like a curtain revealing the skin of her neck, reddened in the places his tongue and teeth had explored just moments ago, some purplish spots proving his suctions weren’t as soft as he had believed them to be. She looked so fucked out already. Messed-up hair. Flushed cheeks. Red, swollen lips. Hange was the one against the wall, but her eyes were that of a predator that cornered its prey.

Her chest heaved up and down, and Levi was hypnotized by her breasts. Silky skin, lighter than her usual complexion, contrasted with the dark brown areolas that sat atop it. His mouth watered at the tempting sight. Even though they weren’t very big, Hange’s tits looked plump and heavy, like ripe fruits ready to be tasted.

Levi wet his lips, eyes glued to her hardened nipples, “Can I-”

“Yeah” She breathed out through a smile, and when his gaze lifted to meet hers, her grin faltered into a pitiful desperate expression “Please, Levi.”

A shiver ran across his skin, raising every hair on his body and making his cock twitch inside his underwear. He dove back into her, hands kneading at each of her breasts, lips locked around the velvety skin of one of the brown nubs. Hange’s fingers grabbed at his hair and her moans were music to his ears. Levi sucked thoroughly on her nipple, then let his tongue swirl around the flesh, before pulling on it with his teeth, which elicited a throaty “fuck” from her. He replaced his mouth with his fingers, moving his lips to the other side to do the same thing.

Levi wanted to protest when Hange let go of the firm grip she had on his locks, but the captain had a mouthful at the moment. Then, she started fidgeting a bit, one leg dancing between their bodies, then the other. When Levi finally let go of the task that was keeping him occupied, Hange was already shaking the remaining pant leg off of her feet. With a final kick in the air, the item of clothing flew away, landing on the floor near the wall adjacent to them. The shirt joined it next. So much for being careful not to wrinkle their uniforms…

But his mind didn’t stay long on the evidence of their rendezvous, not when Hange Zoë stood before him in nothing but panties. Not when she had that gorgeous wide smile that made him go to heaven and back every time he caught a glimpse of it. Levi stepped forward, one of his hands unceremoniously sliding down her stomach and right under the waistband of the undergarment. His eyes were fixed on her face as his fingers explored the outside, feeling the prickling of her thick bush and the way it contoured her slit, then the warmness inside, the frailness of that naked skin, and then-

Fuck.

So fucking wet.

Hange’s eyes fluttered closed and Levi melted away when his fingers finally dove in between her folds.

Her head fell onto his shoulder, her panting occasionally broken by a whimper, as Levi alternated between dipping his middle finger into the pool that gathered at her entrance and rubbing circles on her clit with his coated digit. Her lips were so close to his ear, every little gasp or moan falling into it and traveling straight to his cock, which he’d unconsciously started rutting against her leg.

It felt so good.

A little more of this and Levi was sure he would make a mess on his uniform, and if the way Hange’s body was starting to wriggle was any indication, she was close too.

Levi’s wish was to speed up his ministrations, have her come on his fingers, and then in any and whichever other way she’d like, but, for once, reason spoke louder. After all those months fantasizing about this, stroking himself late at night in the communal bathroom over the thought of the faces she’d make during her high, he couldn’t have Hange hiding in his neck when that finally happened. That wouldn’t do.

Still, it was hard to stop.

Levi let his finger slide down from her clit to push at her entrance, and the way her slick walls sucked him in had him lightheaded. Even though the captain was a disciplined man, It took him every ounce of restraint he had to remove himself from her.

Hange started to protest but her words became mumbles and then silence fell as she stared at the digit disappearing between his lips. Levi’s eyes fluttered closed and he moaned at the tangy scent and the slightly salty taste of her.

“You drive me fucking crazy,” he whispered, hoisting Hange up by her thighs and diving into a deep kiss. She wrapped her legs around his waist, arms holding on to the back of his neck and his shoulder.

Hange rutted her hips against his clothed cock, following the rhythm of their tongues, her warmness and wetness radiating even through the fabric.

Levi moved them away from the wall, turning around to let her fall onto the mattress, ass right at the edge of the bed. He pulled her panties down her gorgeous long legs, taking a minute to marvel at the sight of her glistening pussy before falling to his knees.

He caressed Hange’s thighs, then pushed them down until they were flush against the mattress. Levi thanked the flexibility the Survey Corps training gave its soldiers as he watched her open herself as much as she could to him.

Hange shivered at Levi's kisses on her inner thighs and at the light circles his thumb traced on the sensitive skin near her knees. He made a path towards her hips and lay a final kiss on her slit. Only then he licked a stripe from her entrance to her clit. Levi closed his eyes for a second and he let out a throaty groan as he finally got a taste of her straight from the font.

“I can’t believe we’re doing this, Four Eyes” he breathed against her pussy. “You’re so good.”

Hange arched her back away from the bed and grabbed his sheets as his tongue prodded at her hole. Then, she was arching in the opposite way, back pressed hard against the mattress, head up, fingers once again tangled in Levi’s hair, holding his head in place as his lips latched on to her clit, soft tongue alternating between flicking it up and down and making circles all around it. She seemed to like the circles best.

Levi sped up his pace, marveling at the sounds Hange was making for him. Her sharp breaths were slowly and steadily being replaced by moans, which grew louder and quicker at each roll of his tongue. As her back started to rise from the mattress once again, and as her hands pressed his head down harder against her pussy, he knew she was close. His eyes shoot up to her, ready to burn the image into his memory. Her face was red and sweaty, eyes shut tightly, mouth agape, lips so swollen and glossy from their kissing. Hange looked like a goddamn goddess and Levi was worshipping her the way she deserved.

Hange's moans became shorter and shorter building up until a drawn-out whimper took over. This was it. Levi pressed his tongue flat and hard against her clit, and her whole body tensed up under him. Her legs shivered and her thighs tried to rise from the bed, but Levi pushed them down with his palms again, his tongue now pressing small firm circles on her clit, dragging out her orgasm 'til the last drop.

Her whine morphed into an anguished cry of pleasure as Levi’s tongue gradually slowed down, still firm against her oversensitive nub. When he finally stopped, Hange was pushing his forehead away from her. He sat back on his ankles to watch her with a cocky smile on the corner of his lips, her arousal smeared all over his cheeks and chin.

“Levi,” Hange panted “I had no idea you could fuck like that.”

“I haven’t fucked you,” Levi stood up, then added: “yet.”

His reply made her giggle, but as Hange sat on the bed and glanced at his pants, her eyes widened in silent panic.

Levi looked down to find his briefs and part of his open fly damp, with whitish stains starting to form in the drier parts. His blood froze during the split-second he believed he had cum in his pants just from eating Hange out, but, to his relief, it was the result of her rubbing against him earlier.

Given his natural clean-freak disposition, Levi would’ve thought something like this would annoy him, instead, it made his cock throb under the soiled pants.

“Sorry, Levi! I’ll get them cleaned when we-”

Levi took a step forward to hover over his colleague, one hand pushing her torso back to the bed, his knee nudging one of her legs to the side so he could shove his middle and ring fingers into her. Despite the abruptness of this intrusion, he slid in without resistance. Hange gasped and he cursed as her walls clamped around him.

“Looks like you’re ready,” he said, making a hook movement with his fingers as he pulled them out. Levi removed his shirt and hung it on one of the pegs behind his door. He used his ruined pants to wipe his hands and face, then discarded them next to Hange’s clothes on the floor.

There were no barriers between them now, no secrets, Levi thought, as he stood naked between Hange’s legs. Her hands traveled up his abdomen, soft palms tracing his muscles, making him shudder under her light touch. She pulled him closer for a kiss while retreating to lay further back on the bed. When they reached their destination, she shifted her weight to the side, showing him what she wanted.

Levi obeyed, laying on his back as she positioned herself above him, legs on each side of his hips, wet pussy lips hugging his dick, pressing it against his stomach.

Hange started out slow, rolling her hips back and forth, the sway of her body so fluid it had Levi hypnotized. He tried to get a hold of her breasts, but Hange caught his wrists, trapping them behind his head. She lowered herself on his chest to lay little pecks on his lips, which soon became deep kisses. She moaned in his mouth each time his tip poked at her clit.

Hange freed one of her hands to play with Levi's chest. He watched unblinking as she dipped her thumb and index finger in her mouth before trapping one of his nipples between them. She twiddled with nub and Levi couldn’t hold back his moans, the sensation completely overwhelming.

“So sensitive,” she smiled down at him, and the sight was so divine Levi wondered if maybe he’d died and was in heaven. He was so entranced he didn’t have time to react when Hange guided him to her entrance and sank down.

“Fuck! Han-” his words melted into an incomprehensible mewl.

An eternity fantasizing during the Senior Officers’ meetings wouldn’t have prepared him for how fucking fantastic it felt to be inside Hange. She was impossibly tight and yet it was so easy to slide in and out of her. Hange didn’t give him time to get used to her grip, setting a steady pace from the get-go. Levi would occasionally snap his hips to meet her thrusts, and every time he did so her pussy clenched around him, making him see stars.

The best part was feeling all of this while watching Hange’s face contort in pleasure, her usually innocent big brown eyes, now half-lidded, shutting hard whenever he hit some secret spot deep inside of her. When her lips parted to let out a moan, he couldn’t help but capture them in a kiss, swallowing her sounds. The feeling of her tongue gliding through his somehow made the pleasure he was feeling skyrocket. If heaven felt like this, he didn’t care if he died tomorrow in the expedition.

His soul just about left his body when out of nowhere Hange tightened more than he thought possible around him. Levi looked up in confusion, only to find a mischievous grin on her face. She did that on purpose and oh fuck-

Again.

And again.

Hange kept this up, bouncing faster and faster on his cock. Indescribable pleasure built up in him, the sensation so intense and overwhelming that Levi didn’t even have it in him to moan. So he panted, louder and louder, quicker and quicker, until, with a final long squeeze Hange tipped him over the edge, and then he was shuddering, spilling all he had inside of her.

They lay side by side for several minutes, first catching their breath, and then breathing silently. The mattress shifted when Hange propped herself to get up, but Levi got a hold of her wrist before she could leave the bed.

“Where do you think you’re going, Four Eyes?”

“To clean myself up” she replied, moving to leave the bed, but Levi wouldn’t budge. “What? I thought my tidiness would make you proud” She joked, getting an amused puff from him, but his hand remained in place.

“Stay. Please.”

Hange lay back again, facing him, and Levi sighed in relief. He wrapped his arm around her, pulling her closer to bury his face in the crook of her neck, his nose drowning in her hair. His lips found the shell of her ear to plant his confession “I wanna go again”, to which she replied with a chuckle and a light caress of his hands. A truer confession, however, would be that he simply didn’t want this night to end.

“As much as I’d like to, I gotta be able to ride my horse tomorrow”

Right.

Tomorrow.

His thoughts must have been made transparent by his expression because Hange’s playful demeanor changed to a serious one. She lay on her back, staring at the ceiling in silence for long minutes.

“Do you think we’ll ever see this thing through?” She said, finally.

He tilted his head to the side, and she looked at him out of the corner of her eye.

“Titans. The walls. These expeditions” Hange elaborated, looking at the ceiling again, “I know these things take time, generations even, but I can’t help but wonder if we’ll see an age without Titans in our lifetime.”

“No.”

She smiled weakly at his honest reply and the expression looked so out of place on her face. Levi’s heart felt suddenly heavy.

“I thought you liked your research.”

“I do, it’s just- wouldn’t you rather have a choice, Levi?”

He would, but having grown without the luxury of taking anything, not even sunlight, for granted, he knew better than to entertain false hopes. He should be honest.

“Maybe we have a chance,” is what Levi found himself saying, instead. “Maybe tomorrow we’ll kill every last titan outside of the walls or you’ll find some secret poison or come up with some incredible weapon that will wipe them out. Maybe tomorrow will be our last expedition.”

She smiled a strange smile, melancholic and complicit, her eyes reflecting exactly what he was feeling. It was a conversation without words.

Thanks for lying for me. Thanks for lying with me.

Hange turned on her side, this time with his back to him, and pulled one of his arms close to her chest.

“Yeah. Maybe.”

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𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑: 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄

𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

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𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤: formal wear

warnings: dry humping, cumming in pants

word count: 1k

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It's strange, the way that you feel when he comes out of the bathroom, suit so neat and curls slicked back, the faint smell of aftershave stilling in the air.

It makes your heart race and skip a beat at the same time, it makes your stomach flutter, and you see his cheeks turning a bright shade of red under your gaze.

"What? I look stupid don't I" he chuckles looking down at himself, adjusting the left sleeve of his jacket.

"Stupid?" you repeat, a scoff escaping your lips. "Steven you–" you take a step closer to him, a hand coming to cup his cheek, making him look back up at you. "You look so handsome."

A flattered smile grows over his face, and he thanks you quietly, almost as if he didn’t believe the compliment.

“Fuck I can’t let you go like that, everyone is gonna want you” you laugh looking up and down at him again, adjusting his shirt collar.

The museum had organized some sort of gala, a charity event with people in powerful positions. It was the best occasion for Steven to make a good impression on people that had more power than Donna.

He chuckles before speaking. “It’s a bunch of old people and… Donna. I don’t think you’ll have any competition, love”

“You never know” you shrug playfully, and he scoffs at the stupidity of your words as he walks to the couch.

“Are you gonna start getting ready soon? We still have time but I’d like to arrive there as soon as it starts” he explains as he sits down.

“Yeah don't worry I'll get to that” you smirk as you join him to the couch, straddling his lap. His hands quickly settle at your hips, and he’s now the one to look you up and down.

It’s cute, the way he still blushes and looks up at you with big doe eyes just the way he did the first time you ever did that.

“I mean it, when I say you look handsome” you nod.

“I know you do” he smiles sheepishly.

“And you know I never lie to you, right?”

He hums in approval.

“Then you should believe me when I say it” you declare as you lean down to capture his lips in a kiss, one of his hands leaving your hip to come and rest at the back of your head.

He shifts in place to get in a more comfortable position, and your mouth opens in a moan when his thigh accidentally rubs against your crotch.

“Oh” he scoffs as he pulls away, looking down at your crotch, a sly smirk over his face. “Now that’s interesting innit?” he teases, and you’re the one to blush now. “Should I–” he moves his thigh so it can brush against you again, and he laughs when you whine at the fiction.

“Fuck Steven, don’t be a tease” you pant as your forehead presses against his, looking down at your crotch. It’s quick, the way your body starts to get overwhelmed with lust, and it’s emphasized when both of his hands settle back onto your hips to ground you back onto his thigh.

“C’mon, work for it” he tilts his head to the side, and even though it’s not an order you interpret it as such, you have to when he looks up at you through his lashes with lustful yet soft eyes.

Your head tucks into the crook of his neck when you start to slowly grind back and forth on his thigh, the pressure feeling just right on your clit. Your breath feels hot against his skin, and though it feels pleasant, he wants to see your eyes, the way your face contorts in pleasure.

“Don’t hide, I want to see that sweet face of yours”

You oblige, your hands resting against the back of the couch, caging around his face. He pulls you towards his face to kiss you again, his tongue slipping into your mouth this time. He takes his time to explore your mouth as your hips sensually roll against him, and the small whines you pour into his mouth can’t help but make his slacks feel tighter.

When you pull away your faces still remain close, your pants mixing with his warm breath as he looks down at where you’re moving. You curse under your breath when he lifts up his thigh just a little bit so it can press closer against you, making him bite down on his lip.

His hands guide you back and forth, the friction of all the layers of clothes against your needy clit drawing small, sweet noises from you. “That’s right love” he murmurs as he looks up at your eyes, mesmerized by how much you seemed to enjoy this.

“Wait– just–” you shift and position yourself to grind against his crotch, his head hitting the back of the couch at the friction against his hard-on.

“Oh bollocks” he huffs out, a small chuckle leaving his mouth at the same time.

"Yeah, right," you grin, calculating the rolling of your hips so you can grind exactly where he needs you to.

The friction is maddening, especially when you can feel him twitch in his pants underneath you. Your head falls back with a whine, your heart racing faster by seconds.

“Oh– you close darling?” you nod hastily, eyes shut tight. It only takes a few back and forth movements before your mouth gapes in a silent cry, waves of relief washing over you as you keep grinding against Steven so he can get his own release.

It doesn’t take long either; not with the way he squirms and bucks up into you, chasing after you for more. He bites down on his bottom lip and whines before–

"Oh fuck love I'm gonna– Oh shit," his head falls back again, exposing his perfume sprayed neck as he spills inside his pants with a small grunt.

You kiss his cheek before you leave his lap, sitting next to him.

“Bloody hell I have to change now” he chuckles as a hand covers his eyes, a small laugh slipping from his mouth. “But it was worth it”

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