The Secret Compartment

🔥The Secret Compartment🔥

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“Oh come on, Erwin! I know you’re just as curious as I am!” Hanji whined, leaning with her palms flat against the Commander’s desk, her eyes shining behind her glasses.

“Hanji, it would be wrong,” Erwin said with a sigh, rubbing the bridge of his nose in exasperation.

“Who cares about moral principles? Levi is out for a few hours, this would be the perfect time to do it! You know there won’t be another chance like this again soon, we need to take advantage of it and see exactly what he is hiding from us!”

Erwin met Hanji’s excited gaze, knowing she would not drop this until she got what she wanted. He sighed again, trying to fight off the headache that was forming against his skull. About a month ago, both Erwin and Hanji had noticed a locked drawer attached to Levi’s desk. The pair always knew that their friend was a private person, but it was the only drawer that had a lock on it. There was even one time when Hanji had burst into his office without knocking, only to see him quickly and violently slam the drawer shut with a glare in her direction. They had questioned him on it, only to be met with annoyed scowls and complaints about everyone sticking their noses into his business. 

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Balls deep in your daughter, Tony- B.B

Pairing(S)- Bruce banner x Stark!Reader

Warning(S)- Older man x Younger woman(reader is again around 20), Porn with a lot of plot, Oral (m receiving), fingering(F receiving), Public sex??, DOM BRUCE ARF ARF, Daddy kink, Size kink.

Summary- Since Bruce was introduced to you, you made it obvious you liked him. He was your fathers best friend so it was definitely hard to get your moments alone with him. He always payed no attention when you flirted with him. Even though he desperately wanted to take you right in front of your father. 

“Dr Banner, can you sign this please?” You walked into Bruce’s lab as if it was your own. Luckily he didn’t mind one bit. Bruce loved the fact that you where comfortable around him.

“Yeah sweetheart, bring it here” Bruce slid his glasses on his face giving you his full attention. You smiled coyly at the nickname before passing him the slip your farther had sent you down with. About an ownership of a suit or some shit.

“You want something to drink sweetheart? you look dehydrated” Bruce added. You didnt actually, he just loved taking care of you. Not in a fatherly way, in a dominant way. To show you he knows you inside out. You pulled yourself up ontop of his labs island before replying.

“Yes Doc that would be nice” You nodded with a mocking tone in your voice as Bruce chuckled and fetched you a drink of water from his labs fridge. He placed the bottle between your lips before speaking “Drink up darling”

You allowed him to feed you the water for a second before your hands slipped over his, gently taking the bottle off of him.

“bruce, whats this?” You gulped the water down and nodded towards the prototype infront of him. He nodded turning towards it. “Its a device that i plan on connecting to your fathers suit” He put it in a way you would understand.

“What as in an upgrade?” You hopped off the counter of his lab. Bruce tried not to pay attention to your outfit choice, but he did. You where wearing a tiny black skirt along with a soft white cotton top which showed your cleavage gracefully. The feminine scent coming off of you was enough to drive him crazy and he couldnt help but wonder what it would feel like to have your tiny red painted nails around his cock.

“bruce?”You questioned him out of his trance. 

“Ah yes. yeah. an upgrade” he responded.

You where now stood infront of the upgrade trying to figure it out. Bruce could see you where struggling so he positioned himself behind you. Gripping your arm and explaining what each thing does. 

You noticed he was pressed up right against you.

“I love this bruce.” You said turning around to face him. He smiled gently.

“You love what doll?” He asked in the calmest voice know to man. It sounded as though he was at peace with the raging green man inside of him.

“Spending time with you. we dont do it often because of my dad and your work and…” You pouted up at him. Your hands moved slowly up his purple dress shirt, which by the way fit his body like a glove. He smiled innocently at you pulling you in for a hug. 

As he let you go. You felt your stomach jump. You where still stood in front of him, giving him the doe eyes. He bit the corner of is lip watching you as you shimmied towards him. You stood on your tippy toes and brung him in for a sweet kiss. It was only a 5 second thing. no tongue. But once Bruce got one taste of your lips, he was intoxicated. 

Bruce bent down to give you another gentle kiss. and another. and another. Until his fingers intertwined with your thighs and picked you up. He placed you on the counter in front of him. Never breaking the strong kiss between the two of you as his hands slipped off his shirt. He pushed you further back. Aggressively soaking up every taste of your mouth he could get. Your fingers slowly moved from the grip in his hair to his pants. Running your finger over his waist slowly.

“goddamnit.” he backs up from you. You giggle in response leaving him glaring at you. This wasnt the first time you and Bruce had gotten intimate and he had backed out. 

“what you think this is funny? that i cant control myself around my fucking best friends daughter?” he sort of whisper shouts. 

“oh no Dr banner, i think its funny that you’re that hard after basically a kiss.” You smirked jumping off of the counter. You slowly began to make your way towards the door before-

“FRIDAY. lock the door and turn off the cameras in lab 4” You heard a strong voice behind you. Shit. 

“you think im lettin’ you go this time? get your ass back here” Bruce made you spin around on your ankles. Walking submissively towards him. He licks his lips seductively at you, making you pant.

“knees please.” he looks innocently at you as if he wasnt about to fuck your face.

you drop onto your knees infront of him. he was standing calmly infront of his labs island with you now knelt before him. He bit the corner of his lip at you. 

“FRIDAY unsheild lab 4′s windows.” banner let out a grin before shouing. You felt self concuious all of a sudden now knowing that anybody that walked past lab 4 would see you on your knees infront of dr banner, your dads best friend. 

You went to stand up but Bruce lowered you back down gently.

“you wanna come tease me in the middle of something? wanna come show off your new little slutty skirt. fine. but this is your punishment.” He looked at you with a shit eating grin as he unbuckled his belt. You looked around at the windows behind you. still fully exposed.

“what you want outta this princess? say the word and ill stop.” He now went soft all of a sudden sensing you where uncomfortable. You shook your head and chewed on your bottom lip as your hands rode up his thighs and effortlessly pulled his suit pants along with his boxers down. 

He realised how stupid the widows being open where now so he quickly called out for them to be shut.

he felt a sudden relief as your lips made contact with his cock. His hips already shaking as you took his length down your throat. His eyes where glued to you as you looked up at him. Letting go of his cock with a pop sound. 

“dont let me distract you toots.” His raspy voice spoke as his fingers tucked your hair behind your ears. You swallowed his cock, again. Going slowly to torture him.

“Jesus” he felt his hips buck into your throat. knowing you where driving him crazy made yo crazy. You vibrated your mouth with a hum before looking up at hi. His jaw was loose. His hair was messy after having his hands cling to it. Just as you felt his cock twitch he pulled out of your mouth. 

“i gotta be inside you right now.” he groaned furiously pulling you up onto the counter behind him. Yo where still fully clothes but honestly, he didnt care. 

His fingers hooked onto your panties, pulling them right down at throwing them somewhere behind you. His fingers gently tickled up your inner thigh until they made contact with your drenched pussy.

He grinned. knowing his effect on you. His fingers gently pushed inside of you as you gripped onto his shoulder and bit down a moan.

“Whos sweet little pussy is this? huh” he whispered as 2 of his fingers swirled around inside of you. You where struggling to reply to him. With the unknown pleasure throbbing inside of you took over.

“all yours daddy” DADDY? WHY THE FUCK DID I JUST SAY DADDY?. 

Bruces cock twiched again at the nickname. He knew he would cum if anything else where to come out of your mouth. So he removed his fingers, finding a better spot for them in his mouth as he licked off your juices. His eyes practically rolled out of his head as he tasted what was his. What has always been his.

His cock dived into you with no warning. 

“Call me that again” His lips found a space in the crook of your neck as he POUNDED into you. 5 thrusts a fucking second is what it felt like.

“daddy’ your lips moved. you didnt know what other shit was coming out of it. you where in a world of your fucking own.

His hand pushed you gently back onto his counter until you where laying on  your back. His right hand held both of your arms above your head as his other hand pulled your thigh steady as he thrusted harder.

“your. fucking. heaven.” he gasped between moans and thrusts. You panted and whined but couldnt seem to get out a word. Until, the clench of your legs around his waist. His cock almost hitting above your bellybutton. 

He plunged his cum deep inside of you, letting out a loud groan. You couldve sowre his veins turned green as he did so. 

“bruce? you ok buddy? gettin lucky with your fist in there huh?” You heard your father call from outside the lab.

“No Tony, im balls deep inside yout daughter.” Bruce called out as he thrusted again. You tried to hold in your moan but that last thrust was it. You had came while your dad was listening. 

“haha banner very funny, would you unlock the door now?” 

faceless — suna rintaro smau

summary: suna is a popular faceless streamer/youtuber, during a stream he mistakenly out his crush on you. you also being poplar streamer, word travels fast. you start messaging each other and your friendship grows, but problems arise when he “reveals” what he looks like.

pairing: suna x fem!reader

genre: angst!! + fluff (maybe smut)

tropes: streamer!suna, love triangle

warnings: lying, manipulation, toxic friendships

taglist: OPEN

schedule: every other day

status: onhold till (sometime december)

y/n & friends | suna & friends | future characters

CHAPTERS:

01. snitches

02. clout

03. pretty girl

04. crush on suna era

05. suna’s in love

06. catfishing

07. rare form

08. oh no

09. why should i?

10. i’m just trying to help

11. mission iwaizumi

12.

13. first date?

14.

15.

16.

17.

18.

19. convention

20.

21.

22.

23.

24.

* to be continued & chapter titles subject to change

|Party of Five|Jean x Reiner x Reader x Marco x Bertholdt|Smut|

|This is a pretty long, disgusting and sexual one shot, that I wrote to The Take. It will be upward of a few thousand words, so I hope you like long, smutty chapters. Party of 5, right this way ;)|

"Go clean the showers, brat; you used them last," Levi ordered as he stopped by your room to assign your latest late-night chore. You tried your hardest not to groan out loud. It would help if you had listened to your roommate Ymir who told you to wait until morning.

"Aye, Aye, captain," you muttered, cursing him in your head as he left your shared quarters.

Heading to the supply closet, you grab two dozen handmade rags, a few buckets and a bunch of cleaning products.

The walk to the shower building wasn't far, thankfully. Though the sun has been down for a few hours, the summer air was still suffocating.

"I guess I'd rather be cleaning the showers than shovelling horse shit," you mutter as you pass by the smelly barn. You were laughing to yourself as you listen to Sasha and Connie argue, irritated due to the vile fumes that their masks couldn't protect them from.

As you make it to the showers, you hear laughter inside, and as you open the doors, it only gets louder.

You see Reiner, Jean, Bertholdt and Marco, chasing each other with towels. You watch as they pop each other with them, screaming when it came in contact with their skin.

As Jean and Bertholdt ran past you, Bertholdt popped you with a towel though he aimed for Jean. You cried out in pain, laughing due to shock. "Damn! That shit hurt." you scoffed, partially playing.

"I'm sorry, Y/N," Bertholdt apologized profusely as he squinted his eyes, scratching his neck. His face flushed red as he looked at you with embarrassment.

Nodding, you raise your hands to put space between the two of you, "Just don't hit me anymore, accidental or on purpose." you laugh, and he joins in shyly.

"I'm guessing Levi set you to clean the girl's showers?" he asked, creating small talk to avoid awkward silence. He was thankful you had forgiven him so quickly.

"Yea, I'm gonna be here for a while. Not as long as you guys tho, I hear it's pretty bad in there." you laugh to yourself. That rumour has been floating around for a while since training began.

"It is; we've been here since six” Bertholdt exasperated. You both part ways, Bertholdt back on the hunt for Jean.

For the next two hours, you wipe up the wet floors, clean off the mirrors and toilets. You moped and began to clean individual showers. You made sure to make everything pristine as white, exactly how Levi likes it. You didn't want to be back down here tomorrow.

Something tells you that the boys would though, their laughter and the sounds of them running echoed of the walls. They definitely weren’t cleaning. Sometimes you'd see Jean, looking for the rag he lost hours ago. Reiner and Bertholdt rough housing like usually and Marco trying to get everyone to remain on task.

Suddenly in ran Marco, wailing as he raced from Reiner who carried a sloshing bucket of clear water. “I’m just trying to get out of here early? Whats so wrong with that?” Along with “I’m sorry, is that what you want to hear?”

You watch as Marco rans in your direction as Reiner braced himself to throw the clean water. “Hey chill out! I just wiped the floor.” You scold in protest.

Reiner shook his head, adamant that he do what he planned. “A little bit of water never hurt no body.” After that, everything went in slow motion. Marco slipped behind Y/N as the water splashed down on her.

"Yah!" You cried out as Reiner attempted to splash Marco with an entire bucket of water, but he moved out of the way as cold water pierced your skin; the boy's eyes widened as they drifted towards you. Their laughing came to a halt as they started. "Oh shit, " Reiner and Marco exclaim as they still their feet.

Plenty of the water splashed into your mouth and nose, causing you to cough it up. Hacking in front of Marco and Reiner, as your eyes pricked with tears. “Assholes.” You muttered before groaning loudly.

Reiner and Marco swallow thickly as they notice your tears of distress. Too bad they lacked sympathy, as you looked too good for them to care.

"I told you guys to fucking cool it, now I'm wet," you scold them as the shirt clung to your skin. You ran your hands through your hair as you sighed, frustration coursing through you. If looks could kill, they’d be dead because you were pissed.

You pay no attention to Jean and Bertholdt as they walk over to the girl showers, not noticing the way their eyes bulged in their sockets.

You watched as a blush crept up Marco's cheeks as he looked the other direction, refusing to make eye contact, Jean's mouth ajar, both surprise and pure happiness etched on his features.

"Hello, excuse me?" you glared as your hands landed on your hips, as one side jutted out. You turned to glare at Reiner, who grinned, staring intensely at your chest as Bertholdt turned around to avoid your gaze altogether.

Suddenly you shivered, glancing down; you notice you had a white shirt on. A wet white shirt on. "Oh shit!" You cried out, hands flying to cover your breast that we're on full display.

You couldn’t turn away because they stood around you on all sides, and someone would get a eyeful of tits. The best you could do was hiding them behind your arms and hands.

You laughed nervously, absolutely flustered, "Advert your eyes." Your face flushed as you shifted on your feet. Your heart raised as the situation set in. Reiner had exposed you while targeting Marco in front of the 4 of them while they gaped at you. Glancing around, you couldn't help but notices the pitches in their shorts.

"They look great, " Jean chuckled, raising a brow at you. He felt no shame as he drank in your figure. Jean always thought you were sexy. The way your breast filled your shirt, he noticed the way they bounced as you ran.

Reiner visibly cringed, tossing his head back with laughter. "You sound creepy, horse face." Reiner stalked towards you, his eyes flickering from your chest to your bottom lip that you had sucked between your teeth, chewing it until it had gotten red. The look in his eyes weakening your taut knees.

"And you're not?" Jean shot back at Reiner, who ignored him.

"My apologies, Y/N, that bucket was for Marco, " Reiner muttered huskily as he hooked a finger under the hem of your shirt as water dripped down your thighs, tugging harshly. The way he towered over you had you reeling.

Marco loved how plush your thighs were; though he was a gentleman, he isn't innocent. He could see himself dying happily with his head in between them. He couldn't curb the pang of jealousy that washed over him as Reiner toyed with your shirt. You were petrified and enticed as he did so.

You have always found Reiner attractive, as well as the other boys in the room. You had watched thrm grow from boys to men over tge last few years. So his proximity and gaze caused heat to pool in your pants, as you drank in his Earthy scent. His cool breath wafted across your face and the cold water he dumped on you. It didn’t help as the other peered down at you like predator ready to jump on prey. But that’s what this was, wasnt it.

Reiner's next question caused your jaw to drop, "Would you let us take you right here?" You hadn't noticed how close the boys had gotten, Jean and Reiner more so than the others. Reiner lifted his hand to cup your face, his callous hand tracing stars on your cheek.

Your eyes widened as you stared in shock, stepping back until someone pulled you into them, "I-" a hand groping your hip stole your will to speak.

"I bet she would, " Jean purred in your ear, as he pressed himself against you from behind. His clothed length rutting against your full bottom, he massaged your hips, causing your mind to race. "Don't say you haven't thought about it, love, having your brains fucked out while we use you." Jean wasn't wrong; you constantly thought of having to be under them while they ravaged your body, using up whatever they pleased. You thought of all the possibilities of dirty things they could do to you. But you never thought you’d do anything with one of them, in front of the rest of them. And you definitely didn’t think you’d be with all of them at the same time.

You find yourself absent-mindedly backing into Jean, loving the way his length prodded your butt. His fingers dig into your waist as he sensually moved his hips. "See, she's eager." Jean chuckled darkly as he reaches to grab a full fist of hair. He anchors your head, causing you to stare up at Reiner through hooded eyes. "Tell him, slut." You couldn't fight it as you were filled with desire. Usually, that word would hurt your feelings, but given the situation and opportunity at hand, it made you want more than a bit of friction.

Reiner looked down at you, his eyes soft as he waits for your answer. "It is the least you could do," your lashes flutter as you pull away from Jean enough to slip your sodden shirt off. Catering to your nerves, you covered yourself the best you could until Jean pulled your hands away.

"Definitely," Reiner muttered as his hands wander your upper body. Dropping to his knees, he guided your exposed breast into his mouth. His tongue swirled around your sensitive nipple as he tugged, nibbling slightly. You feel him grin as your breathy moans escape you, as you shuddered under their touch. Jean's palms were kneading your ass in his hands. He smirked as you crumple in him and Reiner's grasp as he mutters what he plans on doing to you.

You don't protest as Jean pulled your pants down, lifting your legs out of them. They were quickly discarded since they were no longer needed, along with your panties. His long fingers playing at your entrance.

Your hands danced around in Reiner's hair as he suckled on your bust. As you moaned softly, you tried your hardest not to push his head, but to no avail.

"Slow down, baby, " Reiner muttered as he pulled away, spit trailing from his lips to your sensitive bud, his eyes dilated as he palmed himself through his shorts. "You'll get what you want." The authority in his voice caused your core to dampen; you rub your moist thighs together to ease your desire. You nodded at him, signaling you understand.

“Atta girl,” he muttered, his thumb brushing over your cheek, wiping away water. A pout falls upon your lips as he pulled away too fast for your liking.

"Take these off, " Reiner ordered, referring to his clothes as he pinched your erect nipples, moistening them both.

"Yessir," you exasperate, shamelessly; you rush to get his shirt off, drooling as the shower lights glistened on his toned chest. As you worked on his belt, your hands shake causing Jean to laugh, you groan in agitation as you couldn’t even open his belt.

. "Help her out, man, she's struggling." his hand worked faster as he slipped in another digit inside, curling them as he hit your g spot.

Heat fills your stomach as you sigh into Reiner's chest, he pats your head, telling you it okay. “Guess I’ll do it myself.”

You sigh as his hands slip in between you, the familiar jingle of his belt causing you to clench around Jean’s finger. You feel as his hands work on his belt as you took time to revel in pleasure. Jean moved his other hand from your hip to work your clit, using your slick as a lubricant. You sank deeper into his arms while Reiner worked his belt off along with his pants.

It fell to the ground, the metal on it clinking as it hit the floor. You grin sexily as Reiner stood in all his glory. "There. Now finish," he spoke curtly. Slipping your hand into his boxers, you pull them down. Jumping as his cock sprang out, hitting your face because you were sandwiched between the two. Reiner’s dick was long and thick, his tip swollen with anticipation and his tip pink with want. You trail your fingers down his veins that were prominent on all sides, smiling as he sighed sensually, dick throbbing in your hands. Your eyes cut to Marco, who stood watching, panting slightly as his hand with hand in his pants. Bertholdt stood watching; his breathing laboured as he watched with a red face, his dick hard as well."What about those two, " you mutter as you stare into their eyes.

"Don't worry about them, " Jean spoke harshly as he pulled his clothes off his skin. "We're busy for now."

"Look at you, so interested in someone else's needs." Reiner praised once more, peppering your lips with soft kisses. "They'll get a turn. Right now, we're playing."

Jean pulls your legs, spreading them out. His hand trailed down your back as he kissed your neck, leaving love bites when he can. Jean pressed on the small of your back, asking you to arch. He leaned you down, your face in front of Reiner’s dick, who cupped your chin again, his fingers brushing against your lip as you sat on your hands and knees.

"Say ah," as he patted your face, his voice tantalizing and husky with seduction, asking you to open your mouth, you almost instantly complying. He guided his dick to and past your lips, brushing his pre-cum on your plush, full and moistened lips. Licking them, you hum with delight. Wrapping your tongue around his tip, you pull Reiner by his thighs as close as you could without choking.

You shudder as Jean aligned himself at your entrance, his tip drawing circles on your clit as you buck your hips involuntarily. Your moaning sent vibration down Reiner's length.

You grew irritated as Jean teased your hole with the swole tip of himself, you push away from Reiner, enough so you could be. “Don’t leave me hanging, Jean.” You muttered back at the brunette who glared darkly. You shiver as sly laughter fell from his lips.

A scream shot in you as Jean plunged into, slamming into your sweet spot. You couldn’t help the way Jean pushed you into Reiner, causing you to gagged around him. Your nose scrunches up as more precum slides down your throat as he throbbed on your wet muscle.

Making quick use of your throat, Reiner hips began to rock in a slow, tight motion as he fucked your face slowly, one hand on the back of your head, knotted loosely in your hair. The other is under your armpit and wrapped around your shoulder, tugging you farther from Jean.

Warm drool pools in your mouth and down your chin. It dribbled down his waist, slicking his balls, the squelching of your throat and the feel of your tongue lapping him up as you hummed on his dick as Jean teased your womanhood drove him insane, as he pulled you you closer, watching your mouth swallow him up, again and again.

"F-fuck, so good." Reiner sputtered out praise, massaging the back of your head gently with one hand. It was a miracle you could breathe because the two of them weren't giving you a chance.

Marco's hand was in his pants, pumping away slowly, chasing a nut as he watched Reiner and Jean play tug of war with you and manhandled you. Listening to you cry out and moan was enough to cause him to erupt all over his hand. You groan at the empty feeling you feel as Jean pulls out. It didn’t last long though, as you squelch and pucker around him.

Suddenly you cried out as Jean pushed into your pulsating core, stuffing you even though he hadn't bottomed out. You're hogging Y/N, Reiner," Jean growled, his hands digging into your hips, pulling your ass apart. He watched part of his long and girthy shaft reappear and disappear from inside of you. "Let up, bro."

"Fuck no," Reiner breathed out, his eyes fluttering as he sighed, followed by more praise. Jean tugged you closer to him, against Reiner's needy and robust grip, pressing on your back, fixing your arch. To him, it wasn't deep enough; your ass needs to be higher. "Keep that arch, dammit."

You body lunges back and forth as they fuck into you simultaneously. You knees weaken as the realization sets in. To them, you were a rag doll, something they could use because you’d never stop them. You enjoyed it too much.

You cried out as Jean's large and heavy hand landed on your ass with a loud smack. His hands moved from your hips to your stomach; he slammed into the rest of the way and withdrew, leaving you feeling empty. Delicious pain shot through you as he pushed up back inside you.

The wetness of your mouth and your screams sending vibration down his dick, Reiner's hips to stall as he began to shake. To know that you even had this power over him caused you to clench around Jean.

Reiner moved his hands back to your head, tightening his grip in your now tangled hair. His dick hit the back of your throat as he forcefully pushed you closer to Jean, who thrust relentlessly, his head tossed make in pleasure. Reiner emptied himself down your throat, holding you in place as he forced you to take his load. "Swallow it all, beautiful." which you had no choice but to oblige; thankfully, he tasted pretty good. Sweeter than salty.

He moved a hand to your jaw, rubbing it softly as you breathed out heavily as he pulled out of your mouth with an audible pop. "Open up," he omitted quietly, tapping your chin. He wiped the wetness of tears from your eyes as you looked up at him through wet lashes, fighting moans as Jean also got sloppy with his thrusts.

Opening your mouth, Reiner looked inside and smiled constantly. "Good job, you did so well." though he was on his knees, he leaned down to kiss you right as your much-awaited orgasm shot through you as Jean's dick rubbed against you g spot, his thumb playing with your sensitive clit, the warm pit in your stomach boiling over as you spilled out onto Jean's pulsating length.

You pulled away from Reiner and cried out as Jean pulled you close to him, pinning your hands behind your back as he fucked you through your orgasm, laying you against the cold tiles that cut through your warmth. He laid on top of your shaking figure; he laid perfectly on your arch, putting all his weight on you to hold you down. Pulling out of you, Jean came on your ass, using a hand to smear it all over you. You noticed that Bertholdt finally turned around, a concerned look on his face as he held a rag, sitting in a chair.

Finally letting you go, Jean stood up smiling as he watched you lay on the ground. Walking around you, he stands at your hand. Watching your chest heave up and down made satisfaction shoot through him. "Told you that you'd like it." Jean laughed at your dazed expression, glazed over eyes and a tired and euphoric smile on your face.

Before Jean could get into aftercare, Bertholdt swooped you up as you cried out. You were sensitive, and they were pretty rough. "Aftercare is essential. Let's clean you up, baby." Bertholdt held you close, smiling softly as you looked at him through teary eyes.

He sat back in the chair, using the damp rag to wipe away the spit that covered your face, along with the nut on your ass, and also your folds, while he told you how perfect you had been, how sexy it was to watch his friends use you while your face was in his shirt. "Can you do me a favour?"

Looking up, you nodded your head, listening to whatever Bertholdt is about to say. You would speak, but you were still coming down from your high.

"Let me taste you." Passion burns in his eyes as Bertholdt licks his lips. You couldn't say no, not to that face. You hear the other boys laugh and tease the both of you.

You hide your face in his shirt as he wraps his around you, "you don't have to, but I'd like it." he muttered so only you could hear. He was giving you an out; if today had been too much, then Bertholdt hoped to do it someday along the line.

" I want to," you say hoarsely, your throat still ached from Reiner. "Let's lay by the shower," Bertholdt instructed as he covered your named body to one of the showerheads. He positioned you so that the water would hit your upper stomach. Turning it on to the lowest setting, water gently spurts out of the faucet, spraying a warm mist over your body that ached from being slutted out by Jean and Reiner. Who knew the pairing made for a devilish dicking down.

Bertholdt brought you back to his attention as he lifted your legs over his shoulders. He scooted close enough to smell your desire. He teased your clit with a light brush of his fingers. You cry out, the feeling of want to build deeply inside you.

"Such a tease," you muttered, bucking your hand against his skimming hand. Laughing lightly at you, Bertholdt teases your clit a few times before he sucked on it. Your thigh squeeze, involuntarily but Bertholdt opened your legs up. His tongue danced around your clit, rolling it between his lips as you began to moan out, your hands resting on his head, tingling as water lightly drizzles upon your arm. Bertholt put his arms around you, massaging your tummy in his hand while his tongue rubbed your clit. He sucked on every part of your pussy, that he could.

As he began to fuck you with his tongue, he dropped a hand down to run a tight circle with his thumb on your clit. Convulsing, you bucked your hips to match the flow of his tongue, working for your orgasm. Your breath began laboured as you met eyes with the other guys.

“Such a good girl, look at the way your grinding into Bert’s face,” Marco praised as you began to hump their friend’s face while he worshiped you with his tongue.

"You look adorable when you are about to cum," Reiner teased as he chuckled at your expression. You couldn't help but chew your lip with anticipation for your release.

"I can't believe you are this slutty," Jean laughed as he fucked you with his eyes.

You began to babble, at a loss for words due to their words and Bertholdt devouring you like he hadn’t ate earlier today in the mess hall

They loved to see you so vulnerable like this; it was a side not many seen since you were a seasoned soldier. But to see you mewling around through touch was enough to drive them nuts. They often all fantasized about you, they knew that they had a mutual crush on you, which they playfully argued about but it was nothing detrimental. And now, here they are, fucking you together, and jacking off to the way your face contorted and the way your body twisted, begging for more.

“Damn, if i knew, ah, that your mouth was this good, I would’ve hopped on a lot sooner.” You breathed out, hard carding through his soft brown hair.

“You taste so damn sweet,” Bertholdt muttered, his nose nudging your pulsating clit as he dipped his tongue into your core. He groaned at the way you tasted as he spread you open, licking a bold strip down your folds.

You watch the others as they pump away with their cocks in hand. Black dots cover your vision as you feel another orgasm shoot through to, Soaking Bertholdt's chin and lips as he lapped up your orgasm, his hands massaging away at your tummy.

Curses leave your lips as you rock your hip into his mouth that attempted to swallow your soul. "Ah~ Fuck!" you cried out, tears pricking in your eyes.

"It's okay, Y/N." Marco's voice echoes through you as you shook with pleasure. Reaching for him, Marco took his hand in yours, and he used the other one to brush your tears away. "You've been doing so good, now of your turn to be pleasured." he purred in your ear as he guided you through your second orgasm.

You latch onto his lips with yours, your tongue fighting to devour each other. Marco grinned at your breathy moans that he swallowed.

As your moans came to a stop, you couldn't help but lightly push Bertholdt away from your center. You were way too sensitive, and if he could have it his way then, you'd be there in that spot, all damn night.

He laughed as he laid eyes on you, you looked fucked beyond your comprehension, and your mind was still catching up. "You tasted amazing, thank you." Bertholdt pressed his lips to yours one last time to let you taste yourself.

Humming in his mouth, you hug him. You felt thankful and were in utter bliss. You've never been fucked so good before. This was your first 5-some, and you knew this was heavily frowned upon, but these four made you feel the best you have ever felt.

Reiner handed you your shorts and his undershirt so that you could get dressed. "So," he began, both of your faces glowing red and hot. "I think I speak for the guys when I say, this was fun. If you weren't satisfied, or this isn't your thing, we don't have to do it again, but we could." Reiner trailed off as the guys mutually agreed out loud. “Shit we would be more than welcome to doing this frequently.”

"It was enjoyable, a bit too enjoyable. It seems like now we are a party of 5, causing regular sex isn't going to cut it if I can be fucked with that," you laugh as you slip your clothes on. Pressing your lip to Reiner's lips and then each boy after that.

"Reiner and Jean," you call as you break away from your kiss with Bertholdt. "Next time, maybe don't fight with each other." you giggle as they awkwardly grin with knowing smiles.

"You liked it," Jean muttered as he pulled you into him, tucking you into his side as he kisses the top of your head.

"I did, now let's finish." you admitting, grabbing your things to finish cleaning before Levi makes an appearances. You ignored the shaking of your legs until you had finished. The five of you are finally at the dorms when you collapse into Marco, who carried you back.

Like you had said, it was like a guilty pleasure. You enjoyed being around beautiful men who wanted on you hand and foot. They were amazing and the sex was great too.

got a request can you do a scenario where levi is going rough on the reader then someone interrupts them and then the reader has to muffle their moans and also I love you ❤🙈😌

I know this took so long to get out I have not been motivated recently and I’m not really sorry for it. I’m only human what do you want from me?

Summary: you and Levi hardly get a moment to do the things you really enjoy so you can imagine your annoyance when your alone time is interrupted.

Disclaimer: I don’t own AoT if I did Marco would still be alive, RIP freckles you were a good boy. I don’t own you or the GIF below

Warnings: swearing, sexual references, NSFW (obviously)

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Levi slammed you hard into his desk, the papers and pens scattering over the wooden surface and to the floor as you were roughly placed on top of it, his elegant hands gripping the sides of your slim waist as his lips were locked against your own, his warm and minty breath filling your mouth with the spicy flavour of spearmint as his tongue moved roughly against your own. Your legs splayed open as you ran your fingers through his spiked under cut. Each individual hair prickling under your fingers tips as you ran them up the back of his head to grip the longer tresses at the top to give them a sharp tug in a vice like grip as Levi’s hands moved from your waist to your thighs that he was positioned between, giving them a tight squeeze as he brushed his erection against your sensitive clit, sending a wave of pleasure to shudder through your body and a knot to tie in your stomach at the action.

Four weeks.

It had been four weeks since you and the captain had gotten some quality alone time together and after some late nights over working you had both managed to clear a schedule and be able to see each other. It was understood by both of you that there would be no talking, you had no time for chit chat and so when you had entered his office the first thing you had done was shut the door and pull of your scout uniform.

So now here you were, seconds later sat naked on his desk with your legs spread and your fingers tangled in his hair and his lips sloppily kissing your own as his calloused hands ran up and down the length of your body. Each stroke of his fingers as they grazed past your rib cage and muscles in your shoulders made you shudder, his lips now trailing down your cheek to your jaw, eventually meeting your neck as he ran his tongue along your skin. You moaned at the action, letting your head roll back to expose more of your neck to him to lay victim to his lips that sucked at your colour bone. Your hair falling around your waist which his fingers now gripped to further pull your head back to allow more territory for his lips to explore, the dull ache in your neck going ignored as his arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you into his bare chest.

The muscles in his well built chest rippling under your touch as you ran your long fingers over his abdomin, each muscle tensing under your touch as you let your hands work their way up to slide over his firm pectorals and grip his husky shoulders as he once again roughly shoved his tongue back into your mouth. His full lips warm against your own and another strangled moan left your body as his member brushed past your dripping clit.

“Did you miss me?” you whisper as he begins to position himself, your body trembling with excitement at the excitement.

He only grunts and you gasp as he violently lunched his hips forward, the feeling of his hard member pressing against your tight walls causing your entire body to shudder, his hips rolling against your own as he roughly jerked his member back and forth. The friction created between your legs causing multiple moans to rip from your lungs as he bucked his hips causing a surge of butterflies to batter your stomach at the sensation it created. You felt Levi’s arms unwrap from around you and be placed either side of your hips and in one motion he pulled you further over himself, a slight gasp emitting from you as you were further stretched around him. He let his warm hands rest on your waist for a moment, his fingers gripping you so tightly that it was sure to leave bruises before he placed his hands either side of you on the desk. His hands gripping the wood tightly as his strong arms caged you in, his face lowered and eyes narrowed as he continued to plough.

Levi’s grunts filled your ears, his arms tending and his jaw clenched as you continued to push and pull deeper inside you, the heat from between your legs intensified with each thrust and you could feel your core growing raw more juices leaked onto the desk. His hands gripping the desk so tightly you could almost hear the wood break but he didn’t seem to give a damn as he raised his head, his monochrome eyes locking with yours and within their depths you could see the animosity. The only thing on his mind right now was giving his partner a good time.

He moved his face closer to your exposed chest, your nipples tight from the cold air and arousal at the man inbetwen your legs, his lips now trailing over heaving chest. His pointed nose submerged inbetween your breath and he ran his tongue over them, the damp trial he left growing cold in the air of his dimly lit office.

“L-Levi.” you moaned as he jerked his hips a few more times, the desk wobbling erratically underneath you that you were afraid it would fall over “harder...”

“Harder?” he asked, hismintine voice laced with a husky edge that sent shivers down your spine “you’re an impatient brat aren’t you?”

“I said...” you whispered as you sharply moved your hips forward causing him to grunt and moan as you slipped even further down his length “harder.”

A growl ripped through his chest as his body tensed even more as he began to speed up the pace.

Your words seeming to egg him on as he went faster, a dull ache rising inbetween your legs that would be present for the next few weeks as his pace quickened. You let your head drop into his shoulders sinking your teeth into his neck to suppress a scream of delight that bubbled in your chest, your body being bullied by each movement of Levi’s hips that bucked and rolled against your own. Your fingers raking over his tensed muscles in his back that bulged with every violent move he made, your fingernails clawing at his skin that was slightly slick with sweat. Your nose buried into his neck and inhaling his soapy scent, one of his hands rising off the desk to drip the back of your head and hold your head into his neck. His fingers tangling in your roots which he gently pulled on, his other hand still holding the desk in a vice like grip by your side, his cheek pressed into the top of your head by his hand as he still held it against his neck. His eyes closing as his face brushed by the side of your head, arching his neck back slightly and lifting his face upwards, his cheek moving against your hair. His hips all the while still crashing against your own.

“Ahh.” you hissed as he pressed you further into the desk, the piece of furniture creaking under the pressure as Levi continued to plough, more growls leaving his lips and you could feel your climax almost reaching.

Knots thing and untying in the out of your stomach, your head growing light as you felt yourself grow wetter, Levi’s member beginning to grow slick inside you and you could see he was about to cum too, the wild look in his eyes indicating towards his release and he confided to speed up. His eyes pressing closed as he moaned your name and tears squeaking from the corner of your eyes as you kept your face pressed into the crook of his neck. A throbbing emitting from your centre as he bucked his hips a few more times, your walls being stretched and manipulated by his final last few ruts, the feeling of him inside you sending jolts if electricity throughout your body.

“Come on baby.” you whispered your voice catching in your throat as you felt your bundle of nerves in your stomach begin to climax, Levi still grunting, the veins in his arms almost popping from the strain he was putting on his body with his incredible stamina and the desk now squeaking and creaking as it swayed beneath you.

Anybseifhd now you would feel the ecstasy of your orgasm, you would feel Levi release into you and be filled with his sweet cum, the feeling would make you scream in pleasure. Any second now.

“Captain I had these papers for you to look at and...” a voice spoke soon followed by the sound of paper being dropped to floor.

You felt your whole body jolt as Levi’s thrusts suddenly stopped, the excitement and butterflies evaporated from your system and the aching and throbbing that had been somewhat kept at bay by Levi’s roughness was beginning to settle in. You could feel him still inside you but there was no movement as he glared at someone over your shoulder, his eyes narrowed dangerously and his chest falling and rising in laboured breaths from anger or from the previous activities you didn’t know. Perhaps both.

Levi stood up straight, a moan leaving your lips as you felt him move inside you but he remained inbetween your legs, both his arms now wrapping around your waist to pull you into him to prevent you from turning around and being seen by whoever was stood in the door way.

You were thankful your back wa turned to the door, you could never look at the person who had walked in on you in the eye ever again if they had seen the full extent of your body. Fortunately your own form his Levi’s genitalia from the extra pair of unwanted eyes and only his bare chest was visible to the unsuspecting sound he had walked in.

Heat rushes to your cheeks from embarrassment and you buried your face further into your lovers neck, high that it would hide you from the person behind you.

“What do you want Kierschtien?” Levi growled, his voice while monotone holding a threatening edge that could only be described as feral “Can’t you see I’m busy?”

“I...I um...I...”

You heard Jean stammer, he wa clearly to shocked to do anything effort stand frozen to the spot. His eyes trailing over your figure that was in the desk, his own breath catching in his throat at seeing your naked form, even if it was only your back facing the cadet he could still get a good brow if your impressive form. A small waist and muscular shoulders with a big...

A red blush crept over his face and he turned his face away rubbing the back of his ash brown hair.

Levi seemed to have noticed the boys embarrassment and own arousal which only angered the captain further.

“Get out.” Levi snarled, his thin brows furrowing into a demonic like glare.

Jean didn’t have to be told twice as he scampered out the door like a dog with a take between its legs. Not bothering to pick up the papers he had left discarded on the floor as he slammed the door shut behind him.

Levi kept his eyes trained on the door for a moment as if paranoid that someone else would walk in. Sighing he pulled his head away from looking over your shoulder, you yourself pulled your head out from his neck giving him a weak smile. He reached a hand up to cup the side of your face, his locks of messy ebony hair falling over his face and his silver eye met yours as he rubbed a thumb back and forth over your cheek.

“You ok?” he asked, concern embedded in his tone as he pressed his lips to leave a kiss on your temple, you nodded in response.

“I thought I locked it.” you mumbled now embarrassed at your rookie mistake “oh god I’m training the cadets tomorrow.”

The feeling of anxiety crept over your body and you felt a weight fall onto your shoulders at the premise of tomorrow’s events. You didn’t think you could face Jean after what the poor boy had just seen, would he tell the others? What if they laughed at you behind your back or disregarded your authority?

Levi clearly picked up on your nerves and he sighed, clicking his tongue as he gazed at you through half lidded eyes. He understood your anxiety, he himself was slightly shaken from the ordeal but he was so focused on getting Jean out of the room to save your own humiliation. He would more then likely have to call the boy into his office to have a conversation about what he had witnessed. But Levi didn’t want to think about some shitty cadet who didn’t know how to knock, he only wanted to think about you.

“Don’t worry. I’ll have a word with him tomorrow,” Levi muttered leering hisbeyes travel over our body through half lidded eyes, the action not going unnoticed by you.

“Do you want me to be there too?” you ask as you run your fingers over his arms, your fingertips tracing the curves of his biceps and he closes his eyes as if trying to savour the feel of your cold fingers on his warm skin.

“No, I’ll pull the little shit out of training and just go over some things.” Levi mumbles and you nod, letting your hands rest on his forearms.

“You’re...you’re not going to kill him are you?” you whisper in a teasing voice looking up at him and he arched a thin brow.

“Not straight away.” he replied and you giggle, he gives you a warm yet small smile.

Without another word he olaces both hands either side of you in the desk again, raising his head to meet your eyes as he repositions himself and it’s then that you feel him move within you again. The butterflies quickly return and you reach up to grip his shoulders again.

“Do you want to finish?” he asked in a bored tone trying not to smirk at

“Yes please.”

...

You watched the newest scout members from the 104th cadet squadron carefully from your position by the tree line. Your arms folded and legs crossed with a tired and bored expression plastered across your face, the small training paddock filled with the newest members of the scouts who were practicing their hand to hand combat.

The sun was lazily pouring through the canopy of leaves above you and there was a mellow breeze in the air that would occasionally pull some loose strands of hair across your face. The odd bird would sometimes flutter in the branches meters above your head, only to fly away in a flurry of coloured wings when one of the cadets yelled in pain.

You shifted your weight against the tree you were leaning on, the bark rough under the camel coloured leather of your jacket, the pain between your legs like a searing heat with every move you took.

Bruises and hickies on your neck left by Levi’s unforgiving lips were lazily covered by the tall collar of your button down shirt, but if you looked closely you could still see the faintest trails of purple given to you from the night before.

Sighing you closed your eyes, resting your head against the tree and letting the sunlight heat kiss your skin. The air was crisp and cool today, days like these were good for taking the horses out for a trek and blowing off some steam. But you were stuck with the pre-pubescent recruits and was in too much pain to properly show them how to execute a move.

It had been a stuffier just to get out of bed, the sharp spiking and stretched out feeling from your core making simple tasks such as walking, become a chore.

Lazily, you peeled back and eye when you felt someone watching you. Your gaze locked with Jean and the ash brown head of his instantly turned in a different direction once you caught him staring at you.

You suppressed the urge to roll your eyes at the young man’s frequent glances in your direction. You couldn’t say you were surprised with his infatuation, he had accidentally walked in on a very intimate moment between his superiors and he had probably never seen a naked woman before. It wouldn’t be the first time a cadet or new recruit had had a crush on you, Levi had had many younger boys in and out of his office receiving punishments for just looking at you in a manner he deemed inappropriate.

You knew that Jean would soon be on that list.

“Aren’t you supposed to be teaching them?” Mike’s voice comes from beside you and you glance at him from the corner of your eye, not bothering to face him at your kept eyes trained on the cadets.

“I am teaching them.” you defend.

He scoffs.

“That one boy’s footwork is off and that girl’s elbows need to be higher. But I’m assuming you saw that, considering you’re clearly so invested in teaching them.”

“What are you a detective?” you groan shooting him a glare.

He only gives you a lopsided grin as he leans beside you on the gargantuan tree trunk, folding his arms over his chest and keeping his gaze looking out at the cadets. He reached a hand up to brush the stubble on his chin creating a horrible scratchy sound that sends shivers over your body, you always made sure Levi had a clean face. You couldn’t stand stubble.

“So what’s really the matter?” Mike asks after a while glancing at you from under his mousy brown hair.

“Who said there was anything wrong?” you shoot back.

“You volunteered to train these grunts today.” he says gesturing to the ex 104th cadets “you clearly wanted to so why aren’t you doing it properly? Something is wrong.”

“I hate how well you can read me.” you grumble as you shove your hands deep into your pockets, flicking your ponytail over your shoulder.

“So I’m right. There’s something wrong. Is it Levi? Did something happen between you two?” he says his tone now filling with concern “I’ll kill that short stop if...”

“Calm down would you?” you say, his sudden raise in voice having gained unwanted attention from some of the cadets “no nothing like that, well I mean...something did happen between us but you know nothing from the usual.”

“Oh I see.” says Mike, his cheeks growing red “don’t tell him I called him a short stop. I like being alive.”

“Don’t worry, your secret is safe with me. He’d kill me too if he knew I was even telling you about this.”

“So what’s the issue? Can the captain not get it up anymore or something?” Mike asks and you elbow him, causing the man to grunt as your sharp body part was shoved into his ribs.

“That’s not the issue Mike.” you say, quickly praying he wouldn’t push the boundaries.

Mike sometimes got too comfortable for your liking and he would often overstep social barriers in conversation.

Maybe apart of you kind of liked him for his upfront attitude about embarrassing conversation, but at the moment you didn’t want to hear it.

“There’s nothing wrong with...performance.” you mumble so quietly he barely heard you as a red heat flushed over your cheeks.

“Then what it it?”

You bite your lip, your gaze trained on the ground. You knew you could tell Mike anything and he’d give you a serious answer, but it was still somewhat embarrassing for you even if it was as good a friend as Mike you were telling it to.

“Promise not to laugh.”

“Promise.”

“See that recruit with the ash brown hair, long face, narrow eyes.” you say making the smallest of gestures to where Jean was sparring with Bertholdt.

Mike follows your gaze and nods. You inhale deeply as if about to make the biggest declaration of your life.

“He walked in on me and Levi.”

It didn’t take long for Mike to burst into a loud laughter. You slammed your eyes shut in embarrassment as his loud noises of amusement filled your ears, your fists clenching in your pockets as you resisted the urge to punch him.

“You said you wouldn’t laugh.” you grumbled.

“I’m sorry it’s just...I’m kind of relieved to be honest.” he explained, his chuckling ceasing as his soft eyes twinkled “I thought it was something really personal.”

“It is something personal!”

He chuckled, shooting you a lopsided smirk as you glared up at him. You had to admit you were used to glaring down at the men, or man, in your life so glaring up was new for you.

“What did our beloved captain say?” Mike asks and you sigh, reaching a hand up to run through your hair.

Pulling the loose strands of hair away from your face only for them to bounce straight back.

Your mind brought you back to the shock of hearing Jean enter the room, the embarrassment and the anxiety. It had shaken you which was a hard think to do, you were a confident person.

“He just told him to get out, made sure I was somewhat covered by his arms but that was about it. He says he’s going to have a word with him later, pull him out of training but...” you trail off when you feel Jean’s eyes linger on you once more and you try to ignore it “I’m just worried it’s scarred the boy or something. I mean...Levi was going hard...”

“Ok...”

“I mean really rough.”

“I get it.”

“I mean really, really rough.”

“That’s enough.”

“The desk was shaking...”

“(Y/n).”

“What?”

“Please just shut up about the little details.”

“Oh. Sorry.”

“It’s ok.”

“I mean I could hardly walk afterward.”

“(Y/n)!”

“Right, shutting up.”

It’s quiet for a moment and Mike reaches up to scratch his chin again, deep in thought. You let your eyes wander the cadets again, you could see Mikasa babying Eren like usual and the boy was desperately trying to run from her caring actions. You would’ve gone over to sort it out but you wanted to hear what Mike had to say, you had never liked hand to hand combat. What was the point if you were fighting titans? You were sure if you had hand to hand combat with a titan, the Titan would most likely win.

“I really don’t know what to say.” Mike comments after a while and you groan.

“You of all people have nothing to say?” you ask in disbelief.

He always had an opinion on something.

“I’ve never been in a situation like that.”

“The situation with the cadet walking in, or the situation concerning a man and a woman?” you tease and the squad leader only glared at you.

“The cadet situation.” he growled and you grinned at him.

“If you say so.”

“I’ve had...” he’s about to say it but quickly trails off, a red blush falling over his face.

Maybe you didn’t give him enough credit, maybe he did understand social conventions and barriers. You opened your mouth to say something back, but were cut off by a dull voice filling through the air and over the cadets.

“Oi, Kirchstein!”

Everyone’s gaze turned to Levi who stood by the entrance to the training area within the forest clearing. You could visibly see everyone flinch at the captain’s cold and authoritative tone. Even Mike stiffened upon the appearance of his friend, but for you it made you slightly weak in the knees to see your boyfriend have so much authority and it sent shivers of pent up urge through you, his gun-metal eyes almost stone like and bored as he searched for his prey.

His gaze landed on you for a second before finding Jean, cowering slightly behind Reiner with a small sweat drop on the side of his face.

As the one with authority over the cadets you stepped away from Mike to stand beside Levi, he didn’t look at you and that was expected. Levi revealed so little public displays of affection with you that hardly anyone knew you were dating.

“Kirchstein answer when you’re called!” you call out noticing the boy since and step forward, quick to salute you and Levi.

“Yes Ma’am.” he cried out, his voice cracking slightly.

“Kirchstein you have that paperwork you gave me last night to deliver.” Levi said in his monotone voice and while it seemed like an innocent request the hidden message was clearly like knives to the boy, he looked as if he had just died inside a little “you can resume training once you’ve completed it. Come on.”

“Yes sir!”

Levi turned as Jean moved towards him, Levi’s steely far locking with yours just for a moment before he moved away and back towards the barracks. Jean following behind the shorter man with his head slightly bowed.

You watched them leave before turning back to the cadets and they instantly turned to attention.

“Get back to work.” you ordered “Sasha your elbows need to be higher and Eren your feet need to be positioned diagonal not parallel!”

...

Levi opened his office door, holding it open for the younger man to walk through, his narrow glare following Jean into the small work space causing the cadet to flinch and bow his head as if he was a child being scolded by his father.

As Jean entered the circular office he was reminded of the atrocities from the previous evening. The image of you sat with your legs spread on Levi’s desk with the captain in between said legs was permanently burned unwillingly into his brain. Even as he looked at how neat the desk was now, with the quills neatly in pots and papers stacked in beautiful piles by the edges of the mahogany wood seemed like a mask used to cover the intimacy that had occurred. It was like reliving a nightmare being back in the office, but he knew the real nightmare stood behind him wearing an ascot.

Levi followed behind and promptly shut the door, making sure the latch was clicked downward. He stalked towards his desk, not bothering to offer Jean a chair as he sat himself down into the velvet cushions. His expression deadpan and so caught if any emotion that it only made Jean full with more anxiety as to what was playing on the mind of the stoic captain.

It was quiet for a while. The air thick with Jean’s own fears. He was going to die. He knew he was going to die and for the most ridiculous reason, he had hoped to die saving someone’s life, going down in a blaze of glory. Not by humanities strongest because he walked in on a very intimate moment. But this was how God had decided his fate and this is where his life ended.

Levi shifted in his chair and Jean visibly paled jumping backwards. Levi arched a brow at the boy’s skittishness trying his hardest not to smirk.

“I’m guessing you knew why I called you in here.” Levi drawled and Jean nodded, his expression somewhat resembling being in pain.

His teeth gritted in an attempt at a smile and his eyes twitching with beads of sweat rolled from his brow.

Levi sighed, rolling his eyes and leaning forward in his chair to pull back a drawer pulling something out that was hidden from his view. Was it a firearm? Maybe a blade that would be dragged across his throat by the expert hand of the captain?

He squeezed his eyes shut as he heard Levi shut the drawer, his body tense as he waited for the feeling of lead it cold steal to enter his body. You can imagine his shock when he heard what sounded like a pile of paper being dumped onto the desk before him. Jean slowly peeled his eyes back to see Levi staring at him with one of his small hands resting on top the documents Jean had left on the floor in his hurry to leave.

“These need taking back to the finance team.” Levi said pushing the pile towards Jean in the other side of the desk “do you think you can manage that?”

Jean nodded, his throat dry and knees weak from the previous terror he had felt.

“Get going then brat, you have to get back to training.”

“Y-you’re not going to kill me?” Jean asked.

Levi scowled, his ebony tresses that fell over his eyes doing little to conceal the slight amusement he felt towards the boy’s words. He didn’t blame Jean for thinking that way, Levi had never planned on telling the boy off or killing him for that matter. It was an accident and in truth it was both his and your fault for not making sure the door was locked, if it happened again Levi would most definitely punish the cadet to no extremes. But for now, acting like nothing happened would suffice. Levi despised drama with a passion, he didn’t want to make a big deal out of quite a hilarious situation.

“Why would I waste my good blades on your shitty blood?” Levi snapped “take these documents and go before I change my mind.”

Jean didn’t waste a second in jumping forward to grab the papers and hold them to his chest. Almost dropping in then process as he fumbled with the documents, the sheets of neatly filled out paper almost flying around the office.

“Get it together Kierchstein.”

“Y-Yes sir. Is there anything else you want before I go?”

Levi nodded and Jean felt the snakes of anxiety could around his stomach again as Levi’s frown deepened.

“Make your hand like this.” Levi ordered, holding a hand out which he clenched into a fist.

Jean copied his actions, balancing the papers on one arm and holding the other out infront of him in a tight fist.

Levi nodded in approval.

“I want you to bang your knuckles onto the wood three times.” he added as he himself lowered his fist to rap his knuckles against the wood, a loud tap following each time his knuckles made contact, he pulled his hand away and sat back gesturing for Jean to follow.

The boy did, banging his knuckles into the wood three times before pulling his hand away to once again hold the papers.

“Well done brat,” Levi drawled “you just learnt how to knock. Try it some time. Now get out.”

“Yes sir.”

...

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▸ format: drabble

▸ warnings: smut, rough sex, semi-public sex, dom! Norman, sub! Reader

A soft melody floats around the room as you double check yourself in the mirror. You find yourself scrutinizing every little part of the ensemble. The outfit itself was absolutely breathtaking, but it was how you looked in it that worried you the most. You felt this overwhelming amount of pressure to be perfect every time you go out with your boyfriend Norman Osborn. It made your knees shack to be with such a powerful man. In your head he was too important to be with a girl like you. Your lifestyle was nothing like Norman’s. Your modest apartment is nestled in the heart of New York City. You lived here ever since you decided to move to the big city. When you started dating Norman however, he tried to convince you to move out. He said he could set you up in a high-rise with all expenses paid. The offer was lucrative and more than generous, but you didn’t want the gold digger rumors to have even more of a backbone. Those fuckers at the Daily Bugle ate your relationship with the Oscorp Billionaire up.

The two of you met when you interned at Oscorp Industries. It was your first week when you quite literally ran into the CEO himself. Fortunately for you it was not a situation of spilt coffee or flying documents. Instead, you tripped while trying to make it to a meeting on time. You always cursed at your way too high, high heels and that day they decided to get back at you. When you put your arms out to brace for impact you were met with a hard chest instead of the hard ground.

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