The Experiment (Attack on Titan // LeviHan) (Part 1)

Curfew Night

Kissing Levi on a rooftop in the Underground while its people defied the Military Police's curfew orders was one of the best things Zoë had ever experienced in her life. That realization surprised her a little - but really only a very little because thinking coherent thoughts was quite impossible once the kissing started in earnest.

Holy cow. As far as kisses went, it seemed she had not yet come to realize what they could be - or rather, what they could do to her. Like make her toes curl and all the hair on her body stand on end. Her breasts came to stiff, eager attention. Liquid fire spread from her belly down to the place between her legs. And this was just a kiss.

But how silly of her... there were no 'justs' with Levi. It was 'all in', always, didn't she know that?

Leaning back, she pulled Levi down with her by the neck, wanting to feel more of his delicious little body against hers. That hardness, that strength, that tension in him - her womanly parts pulsed needily. She had seen animals behave better than this but she wanted to rip her trousers off and couple with him immediately, hard and fast. And then do it again, slow and tender, with cuddling and soft kisses on foreheads and the likes. And then once again, hard and fast, just to be able to compare and decide what she liked better.

The Mister seemed to have a different conception of how this was going to continue though... with more of the 'just kissing' that wasn't 'just' kissing, but a maddening, teasing foreplay. It was like he was performing push-ups on top of her, merely touching her anywhere! It wouldn't do.

Zoë took her hands off his neck to open his shirt. Let her touch his skin at least! But instantly, her body began to slide away underneath him.

"Careful!" Levi slammed one of his legs down to stabilize her, bumping her right where she needed it. "We already did the falling off a roof, remember? I didn't think it was much fun."

"Don't care," she was breathing too fast and began to feel lightheaded. "Get those trousers off!"

She could feel that he was as ready as she was. His arousal was hot and hard against her leg and it made her almost frantic - she brought her hands down to unfasten his pants. Breathing heavily, Levi shifted his weight a little to give her access but immediately, the sliding started again.

"Shit," she slammed her hands onto the roof and rammed the heels of her boots down to stop it. Why was the roof so slippery? Her fingers met something organic - moss? Fungi? Whatever it was, this part of Oliver's roof was slick with it.

"And here I was wondering for a moment why I never thought of rutting on a slanted roof before," he murmured.

She didn't want to think about a before without her there to partake, it made an ugly feeling rear its head inside of her. She'd throw the Annikas of this world off the city wall straight into a Titan's mouth if necessary.

And then she remembered something that brought even uglier feelings.

"The book!" she squealed, "where's my book!"

He shifted once more and brought one of his hands in front of her eyes to show her what he had been clutching all this time. Sweet relief flooded her.

"Aw, you saved it!" What extraordinary sense and control! He deserved a medal for this. She lifted her own hands to take the invaluable possession from him.

Mistake.

"Shit!" she yelled, grappling for something to hold on to when her body pivoted sideways. There was only him. He grunted in surprise when her flailing hands grabbed him around the middle. Both his hands shoot upwards to find something to hold on to. Which meant that he let go of her book after all. It sailed past her majestically and slowly, like it wanted to showcase its full beauty on its last journey. Then it picked up speed.