Amelia ☾ [L. Ackerman X OC]

Thirty Four

A second update!! I'm truly so grateful for all of you and your support. Last Sunday (for me, that was six days ago), "Amelia" had 189 reads. Today, it has 470.

Absolutely incredible, all because of you! Thank you so so much, enjoy the extra chapter :)

[WARNING: chapter contains mild graphic detail]
A/N: There will be a summary provided at the very end for those who wish to skip

She listened closely, never wanting to leave this rare, tranquil moment.

His heartbeat strummed against her ear in perfect rhythm while her head would gradually rise and fall with each calming breath he took.

They sat in a comfortable silence, the moonlight illuminating the room gently in a pale blue hue.

The pair attempted to catch their breaths, both of them slightly damp. They were interwoven together, enjoying the contact of their significant others bare skin.

"Levi?" She shifted, resting her chin on his chest so that she could face him.

"Hmm?" He hummed, still twirling the chocolate curl between his fingers, a movement that often soothed him. Her bangs clung to her forehead, the disheveled appearance making something in Levi's stomach stir.

"I want to tell you."

"Tell me what?" He panted, his voice maintaining the husky undertone from the events that previously transpired.

"The truth." She drew random outlines on his abdomen out of nervous habit as she vaguely spoke, chewing the inside of her cheek. Her eyes focused on the movements, not daring to meet his.

"About?" He nudged her, confusion knitted in the crease of his forehead.

"My past, where I came from before we met in the underground."

"Are you sure? You don't have to." He assured, even though he had been absolutely dying to know for years.

She nodded slowly, "I'm sure."