Theyve Been Living Rent Free In My Brain

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.

tequila shots

jean x drunk! reader

18+ MDNI

tags: alcohol use // swearing // smut // jean takes care of you // dub con// let me know if i missed anything x

1k words

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fuck

you always knew Jean was a giving person with how he was always such a good friend to you, randomly bringing you coffee to your job & picking you up on the nights when you’re too drunk to catch the train home, that’s just the kind of friend Jean is.

he proved just how good of a friend he is once again tonight when you all were at the bar celebrating sasha’s birthday.

“happy birthday bitch!” you said to sasha sitting across from you.

“fuck! bro who ordered tequila?” connie asked in an amused tone when the shots arrived at the table.

jean sitting to your left, chucked at connie’s comment while passing shots to everyone.

eren reached over from your right side grabbing a shot.

“what the fuck jean you gave me the smallest one”

“because your a fucking light weight” he said laughing through his words.

how the hell did i get sandwiched between these two? you thought.

many rounds later you found yourself at the bar singing over the speakers in the most crude way possible attempting to serenade jean.

jean wasn’t too impressed with your singing but he loved drinking with his best friend, he knew he could always have fun with you.

Jean felt his heart clench at the sight of you making a giant fool of yourself just to make him laugh.

even in your drunken state, jean looked at you like you were the only person in the room.

fuck the tequila shots were starting to hit you hard now.

“gonna go pee” you slurred to jean

“you sure you can make it there by yourself?” he teased.

“yup fine” you said with half closed eyes.

you made your way through the crowded bar into the hallway where the bathrooms were when you felt a large hand grab your wrist, spinning you around. through blurred vision you see your are now face to face with eren.

“damn drunky why are you holding my wrist so tight? shit” you say as you try to pull away.

“drunk or not i've been wanting to do this” eren said.

your eyes go wide as he wraps his other hand around your waist in an attempt to kiss you.

you try to push him back “i’m drunk but i’m not that drunk” you say.

eren didn’t heed your words as his grip tightened, leaning in once again.

in one swift motion you saw jean grab eren by his hair making him fall onto the wall and sinking to the floor

jean looks down upon eren in his pitiful state, “your drunk eren stay down.”

fuck all this commotion is about to make you sick.

jean picked up on that thought as he turned to face you.

“i need to get you out of here.”

you nodded letting him wrap an arm around you to lead you out of the bar.

jean didn’t let go of you until you reached his car.

jean turned, looking down on you with a worried face.

“are you okay? did eren fucking hurt you?”

“no his dumbass was just horny and drunk” you said, still holding on to your best friend.

jeans gaze softened a little

“that’s no excuse”

“yeah well…” you said as you let him guide you into the passenger seat.

such a good friend you thought as you watched jean drive.

“can i stay with you” you hiccuped

with one hand on the wheel jean looked over at you, “of course” he smiled sweetly.

he looked so good while he was driving

damn am i getting wet at the sight of my best friend right now? you thought clenching your thighs together trying to quell the needy pain growing between your legs.

you felt yourself sober up by the time you reached jeans place, but he still helped walk you inside.

he told himself he was doing it to be a good friend like always, but he knew this time was different.. this time he was helping you because he wanted any excuse to be close to you.

once inside he led you to the couch, setting you down lightly immediately kneeling down to your feet to help remove your shoes.

you reach down placing your hand over his, “i’m not drunk anymore jean really.. i can remove my own shoes.”

jean didn’t respond, he was too caught up in your gaze.

not even thinking of your next words you broke the silence “unless.. you want too”

jean took a hard breath, continuing his work on your shoes.

fuck it you thought.

you couldn’t wait anymore.

you grabbed jean by his shirt pulling him up to your eye level. a knowing look settled on jean’s face before grabbing your face and initiating a devastating kiss.

your hands immediately reach for the base of jeans skull raking your fingers through his hair while his hands heavily massage your hips.

you instinctively wrap your legs around jean’s waist as he stood to lead the two of you to his bedroom.

your kiss finally broke as the two of you landed on the bed.

jeans frame loomed over yours, breathing heavily.

“you know this will ruin our friendship right?” you said laughing as you spoke.

jean looked at you with lust filled eyes “fuck friendship, i’ve been waiting too long for this”

your legs wrapped around his waist once more.

jean leaned down, placing sloppy open mouth kisses all over your neck.

your dress rode up past your panties as you were rocking your hips against the front of jeans pants feeling the outline of his hard cock.

you let out a light moan into his ear as jean rutted his fully clothed cock against your soaking panties.

jean’s head came up from the crook of your neck, his gaze not leaving yours as his hand reached down to play with your clit over the thin cloth.

“say the word and i’ll stop” he said as his lips were a hair's length away from yours.

“don’t you dare stop”

“then tell me what you want” he said as the pads of his finger played with your cloth covered pussy.

“i want you to fuck me the way you have always imagined fucking me”

that was all jean needed.

in one swift motion your panties were gone. the next thing you knew jean had your hands pinned over your head.

his hand finally returned to your needy clit, fingers working in a swift up and down motion while jeans face was still hovering right over yours watching your face contorted in pleasure with breathless moans leaving your mouth.

he spoke directly into your mouth

“mmmm gonna make you feel so good perfect girl”

this roused another moan from your lips, as your hips rocked against jean’s hand.

it was all too much and not enough at the same time.

jeans free hand pulled the top part of your dress down revealing your breast. he immediately started rolling one nipple between his fingers and sucking on the other making your back arch off the mattress.

all of the stimulation made your orgasm come crashing down on you.

you moaned as the warm rolling sensation flowed through you.

jean’s name rolled off your tongue over and over as you came on his hand.

“mmm good fucking girl” jean said as he let you ride out your orgasm on his hand.

jean ignored how painfully hard he had grown inside his pants and placed a tender kiss to your forehead knowing you had an exhausting night.

he knew he could make up for lost time tomorrow.

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exhaustion hit you hard after jean gave you some of his clothes to change into.

you wrapped your body around his and let yourself succumb to your exhaustion in jean’s arms, knowing that your friendship might be gone but something better will replace it.

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captured

levi x reader

request from: @mysticalduerre

tags: angst // violence // fluff

word count: 2k

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the sound of chains rattling woke you from your already restless slumber, being reminded of your uncomfortable confinement as you blinked fog out of your eyes. you were greeted with the heart wrenching view of levi’s limp form being held up by the wrists from the heavy chains hanging from the stone ceiling.

the man’s black hair was disheveled, creating a dark shadow over his eyes while his head hung over his bare chest. he was finally able to sleep, exhausted from hours of torture. you were surprised when levi had demanded to be tortured in your place, he claimed that you were just a clueless cadet that knew nothing of the scout regiment’s plans. his statement was only half true, you were a cadet, but you weren’t clueless.

levi never kept secrets from you, you were the only person in the regiment that was able to gain the captain’s trust. though, you never knew how or why you were able to gain levi’s favor, you never questioned it. you eyed the captain’s body from the corner that you were chained to.

you felt grateful that you were given a long chain that allowed you some freedom to move.

you couldn’t tell how long you were out, but you figured it must’ve been a while. you tried to silently inch forward in levi’s direction desperately wanting to console him in whatever way you could. the closer you got, the more apparent levi’s wounds became in the low light. deep cuts and slashes were scattered across his pale skin, you took in a sharp breath as you grazed your fingers over his abdomen trying to access the damage.

you had never been so close to levi before, the two of you always kept at a safe distance, not wanting to intrude on each other's boundaries.

your fingers slid over his chiseled abdomen lightly, while you internally chided yourself for never telling the man how you really felt. you wished you could say that it was all the time you spent together that caused you to love him, but that would be a lie. you knew that you loved levi the second you locked eyes with him years ago. you could still remember how his cold eyes and quizzical brow softened when his eyes met yours, it was like the two of you caught onto the same wavelength and never let go since that moment.

your daydream was cut short, levi’s head shot up, groaning loudly into the large gag jammed into his mouth. the crazed look in his eye slowly subsided when he realized that it was you that was caressing his body. you shushed levi, reaching up to cup his blood splotched face, “shh.. it’s me. it’s me. you’re okay.” you reached up to remove the damp cloth out of levi’s mouth, he coughed and sputtered at its removal.

levi’s chest heaved up and down quickly looking at you with half lidded eyes, “hi.” was all he could manage.

you couldn’t help but laugh as you drug your thumb across his cheek. tears pricked your eyes as you looked at the man fondly, your heart swole with love, “hi captain.”

levi leaned into your touch as much as the chains would let him, the two of you stood in silence while his gray eyes bore into yours.

heat rose to your cheeks as you tried to cultivate the bravery to confess to levi how you’ve felt about him all this time. you didn’t know if the two of you would ever make it out of this stone lined hell-hole, and you didn’t want to die letting your words go unsaid. you were never good at putting your thoughts and feelings into words, you were not an articulate poet, you were a soldier. how could you tell him that you loved everything about him?

you loved every little thing about levi. you loved his stern glares. you loved his love for earl grey tea, the way he sucked his teeth when irritated, the way he had the ability to be as strong as a hundred year old oak tree, and as swift as a feral alley cat. you loved how he was effortlessly good at everything, and didn’t chide you when nothing seemed to come easily to you.

the silence was finally broken from levi calling your name. the man realized that your mind was far away, “we don’t have much time, they'll be back any minute.” your eyes lost their glaze as your brain returned to the moment, paying close attention to levi’s words, “i don’t want to scare you but i have to be truthful, my body will probably give out after this next round of lashings. it’s very unlikely that i’ll make it out of here, but that doesn’t mean you can’t. my only priority is keeping you alive, because i-“ his words were cut short at the sound of a key turning in the iron lock of your cell.

a stocky middle aged man dressed in a military police uniform entered the room, locking the door behind him, “unless you want what he’s having i suggest you get back to your corner before i shorten your chain.” if looks could kill, the man would certainly be dead. you inched backwards never breaking eye contact with the MP, while levi kept his gaze on you.

the MP retrieved a leather whip out of his standard issue coat, not bothering to re-gag levi as he positioned himself at the captain's back. your heart pounded in your chest while your mind ran at a thousand miles per hour, desperately trying to think of a way to free levi. you knew levi wouldn’t survive not even ten lashes, he had already lost too much blood.

levi kept his eyes on you, letting out a deep breath readying himself for what would come next, “i was going to say..” levi took a moment to collect his thoughts not wanting to say the wrong thing, “i was going to say that i love you. i’ve always loved you. i’m sorry i didn’t say it sooner.”

you were at a complete loss for words, you never imagined that levi would reciprocate your feelings. you wanted to say ‘i love you too’ but you were in too much shock to form coherent words. before you could respond the MP laughed as he wound the whip around his fist, “ah how sweet. he loves you, now the pretty girl gets to see her lover beaten to death. how romantic.” you glared at the man laughing behind levi, telling yourself that if you had the chance to kill this man you wouldn’t hesitate.

the man lifted the whip above his head and quickly brought it down on levi’s back. a strange sound came out of your mouth as levi’s body jumped from the impact. blood splattered against the whip and the man’s hand. you couldn’t help but scream when the man lifted his hand again, afraid that this could be the blow to end levi’s life.

the MP clumsily lost his grip on the whip as he brought it down, sending it flying just a couple of feet away from you. you didn’t waste a second, immediately reaching down to grip the whip. the man tried to rush you, which only made it easier for you to land a blow across his face. the whip made a sharp snap sound at the contact of his skin. blood gushed from the man’s face as he yelled out in pain, staggering around blindly gripping his face.

you jumped on this man’s back, using your chained wrists to choke the man out. the man fell to his knees but you didn’t relent, you tightened your grip until his body went still. levi was barely conscious, you spoke to him in a pleading tone as you snagged the keys from the man’s coat, “i need you to stay awake levi! i’m getting us out of here just stay awake for me!”

sweat beaded on your forehead as you hastily released your wrists from the confines of the iron cuffs, quickly making your way over to levi. humanity’s strongest solider was barely clinging to life when you unlocked his cuffs. you slung levi’s arm over your shoulder while you tried to make a quick and silent escape. there was no telling how many MP’s could be lurking around this compound. you needed to find a horse quickly.

levi groaned in your ear as you pulled your bodies forward through the stone paved corridors. you followed the flame torches that lined the walls hoping that it would lead you to the outside world. you figured that it must be late in the night since you hadn’t run into any other MP’s on your journey.

the two of you finally made it to a thick wooden door, you prayed that it led outside as you twisted the knob. the cool night air poured over your skin, you let out a sigh of relief as you gripped onto levi tighter, “we’re gonna be okay, just gotta find a horse.” you said as you spotted the stables just a few yards away.

you hurriedly pulled levi’s limping body through the stables seeking out a horse that could easily carry the two of you back to base. levi was still breathing heavily into your neck feeling tired and delusional from the blood loss, “i’m sorry. i’m sorry i couldn’t be the one to save us.” you shushed the man while you decided upon a large black horse near the stable doors, “shh. save your energy. you’ve done enough.” you said as you helped ready him to board the horse.

you were surprised that levi still had enough strength to pull himself onto the horse, he swung himself onto the horse clumsily and you quickly followed suit by settling yourself in front of him so you could guide the horse. you finally felt a sense of safety when levi wrapped his arms around your waist, resting his head in the crook of your neck. you smiled at his action as you snapped at the reins sending the horse galloping forward.

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levi never did much sleeping, you thought about this as you felt your anxiety grow as you watched him rest peacefully under the white sheets. you were afraid that he lost too much blood. afraid that he might not wake up. you paced around the captain’s room not knowing what to do with yourself as you waited for him to show any signs of life.

levi’s voice broke through the silence, “can you please come sit the fuck down, i can hear your loud ass thoughts from over here.” he said in a groggy voice. you couldn’t help the pure excitement that took over your body, you quickly returned to levi’s side. you reached to grip the man’s hand as you pressed your forehead to his, you felt breathless and overcome with joy that the love of your life was alive and well right in front of you.

levi smiled under you, gripping your face, finally closing the distance between your lips. his kiss was strong and resilient, just like the love you had for him. your tongues clashed together fervently, never being able to get enough of each other. his kiss was a place that you could get lost in forever. like home. you never wanted to leave this spot, you wanted to stay in his arms forever with his lips wrapped softly around yours.

you tried not to protest when levi broke the kiss. your foreheads still rested against each other as he looked into your eyes, “you don’t know how long i’ve wanted to do that.” he said breathlessly.