My breathing becomes erratic after taking a blow to my ribcage. Mikasa managed to disarm Kenny, now using his fists to fight against the Scout Regiment.
"I'm teaching my nephew how to fend for himself."
The gruff voice of a younger Kenny comes back to my head, repeating over and over.
"Little bastard protected a young girl from being killed."
I start slicing the air rapidly with one of Levi's swords, praying I'll come in contact with the dangerous man. But he grabs ahold of the tip and throws it across the field. He doesn't mind the cut it made in his palm as he wipes the blood away on his pants.
We all go to attack him at once.
"He's a weakling. He can't be acting out on emotions. That's what gets him killed."
I'm the first one that lands a harsh punch to his spine. Without holding back Armin stabs Kenny in his chest. The man spits out red liquid.
Armin covers his mouth and gags from what he just did.
I grab Kenny by his hair and pull head back to look at me. Jean realizes the hidden pistol that's in Kenny's jacket and tackles me to the ground before he can fire off a shot. I hear the bullet pierce through skin and Jean yells out.
I take Horseface's sword and finally end this disaster. Kenny bleeds out from the gash I had made in his neck, trying to stop himself from dying by putting pressure on it. Levi watches his uncle die right in front of him.
Meanwhile Jean holds his shoulder. He winces in pain and takes a sharp breath between his clenched teeth. Blood still drips down his shirt. Mikasa and Connie rush him inside to get him fixed up.
Armin runs to the nearest bush and pukes up basically everything he's eaten for the past week.
I'm now returning the sword to Levi's office after I had grabbed it and cleaned it off.
I'm sure he doesn't want to be seen with me so I'll be quick and then go.
When I set the object down on his table I accidentally knock some papers over. I hear the door close and lock behind me.
"You could at least be mature and place it neatly instead of tearing my desk apart," Levi's voice says calmly. He picks the papers up and sets them back the way they were.
"I would also appreciate a thank you for saving your life back when you were a big pain in my ass."
"Thank you," I respond dryly.
"Look at me."
A sour minute goes by.
He takes my face in his hand roughly. "I said look at me, (Y/n)."
"You're bleeding." I jerk my head out of his grasp and snatch a towel from one of his desk drawers. I run it under warm water, enough to get it damp, then come back to Levi.
He sits on the bed with his shirt already taken off. Gently taking his arm, I place the cloth on his scratch. The wound it deep but it didn't hit anything vital, luckily.
Levi doesn't take his eyes off me the entire time.
When I finish cleaning the wound I bandage it up so it's putting enough pressure on his bicep to keep it from bleeding again.
We take a long second to stare at each other in silence.
I break the moment, reaching for his shirt. Levi stops me, though. He pins me to the bed in a swift motion. His hand takes both of mine and pins them above my head.
"We can't-"
"Why can't we?" he asks. I'm sure Levi can see all of my thoughts written on my face. He leans down and kisses me softly. "I don't care what you are. I don't care what background you come from."
Hearing his whispers sends chills throughout my body.
Levi glides his hands down to take my shirt off. I can feel his member poking against my inner thigh which sends a warm feeling to my womanhood. He kisses me again while stripping me completely.
This time feels different than the first. He's taking me in, making sure to admire every part of me.
"I still love you," Levi tells me.
He inserts two fingers and works his way in and out of me. He makes low noises in response to my moans. Levi increases his speed and I feel myself coming closer to my orgasm.
"Levi...h-hah..."
He leaves trails of kisses down my neck and to my collarbone. My climax comes quicker than expected and I coax his fingers with my cum.
Levi then covers his entire length in my juices. He lines himself up but pauses before entering.
"Please don't tease," I say, looking at him.
His eyes are fixed on my stomach.
"You've gained weight."
I take offense to his comment and feel a blush creeping on my cheeks.
"The hell does that mean?" I yell.
Levi leans down and rests his head on my stomach. I become more embarrassed and move away from him. He finally catches on. He pulls me into him.
"I'm not saying you're fat," Levi whispers against my forehead, planting tiny kisses on it. "I'm saying you're pregnant."
YOU ARE READING
Humanities Outcast (Levi x Female Reader)
Romance(Y/n) comes from a generation of criminals. She doesn't need someone to pick her up when she falls. Or so she used to think before she met Captain Levi Ackerman.
