Levi x Reader x Eren
Gotta choose one
A/N: when I do this: -blah- the little dash thingies, and have words in them, that’s sort of a flash back, but more in words and less in movement. Also, some slight sexual themes, like a lime (first one ever) so. Enjoy!
You took a deep breath, letting it out in a long slow exhale. Choices were hard, and you knew you had to choose one.
-You’re blinder than a blind man-
Your eyebrows furrowed and you let out another small huff.
“What are you huffing about? You’re going to get your stank breath everywhere.” A cold voice said, and you felt a chill run down your spine. You turned and crawled over to him, straddling his half naked form as you leaned down, narrowing your eyes.
“What was that, corporal?” You hissed, one hand starting to run down to his side, stopping right above his belt. He glared daggers.
“I said,” he hissed, “what are you huffing about?” Your thumb hooked into one of the belt loops on his pants while you leaned down and captured his lips with yours. He kissed back eagerly. You pulled away and trailed the kisses down his jaw line and his neck.
“Debating.” You said softly, nipping a previous hickey, and earning a guttural moan from him. You smirked against his neck and started sucking lightly, trailing the tip of your tongue along it.
“About that again, a-aren’t you?” He said, his voice wavering slightly. You nodded and trailed the kisses down to his chest, the tip of your tongue skimming over the area as well. He became putty in your hands.
-What do you mean?-
You were in the cafeteria, sitting next to Eren. He was laughing with Armin and Mikasa, over a joke someone had told. You clasped your hands together, pushing away your empty tray.
“Hey, you okay?” He was staring at you intently, worried.
-They both like you! A lot!-
“Yea. Just sore from training.” You smiled weakly, rubbing your shoulder to make it seem real. Levi was watching you two intently, he knew everything. Though he resented you doing it at all.
“How about I give you a massage later.” He said, making it more a statement than a question. You smiled gratefully and nodded, a massage sounded nice.
-What should I do?-
You and Eren were sitting in his dorm, his roommate (ironically Jean) was hanging out with Marco in Marco’s room. You slid off your jacket and started working on your belts. His warm breath floated down the back of your neck and you felt him working on the back belts. His hands worked flawlessly, and by the time you had finished he was finished long before.
“Thanks for doing this by the way.” You said, sending him a small but grateful smile. He smiled back, but you didn’t miss the flash of lust that had crossed his eyes. You knew where this was going to lead.
You were sitting on his bed, his fingers working down your shoulders and to your lower back. You shuddered as he hit a sensitive spot, and he didn’t miss it.
“Soft spot I see.” He whispered huskily, and you leaned back, wrapping your fingers into his hair.
“Let’s go.” You whispered, grinding against him slightly. He growled in your ear and his hands wrapped themselves around your waist.
“Challenge accepted.” He said, his voice dropping 10 octaves. You swallowed a moan, just hearing that tone turned you on. One hand traveled down to your waist line, his thumb hooking onto a belt loop. You smirked, bringing his face to your neck. You had made your decision.
-You gotta choose one-
-Then I choose both-