Deal with the DE--I mean Lance Captain.

Chapter 3: dirty edition(optional)

Chapter 3: Never Make a bet you can't keep! (Dirty version)
Mature warning: There is some rough and quite graphic element going to transpire, so if you don't like don't read this part. This is a short "what if" she went with the bet. So, this is a sexual little chaplette.  Don't say I didn't warn ya.
Trigger warnings: sexual references, gruff language, a bit of angsty and angry sex, innuendos, violence and out of characterness.
Rating: Ma (you have been warned.)
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"Pardon me?" I asked, I couldn't believe the nerve of Captain Levi, the again I probably could.
"Are. You. Still. A. Virgin." He asked glaring at me as I blushed a deep shade of red, I haven't been drilled like this since my training days. I'd rather face old hard-ass then be in the predicament right now.
You know how they say the past can come back and haunt you? Well right now, it was coming back haunting like a mother fucking evil ghost. That bitch karma really has it out for me!
At 24 being a virgin, especially in the military was pretty uncommon, especially if you had a boyfriend. The furthest Homer and I ever went was me awkwardly going down on him. That had ended in a disaster!
"Yes I am a virgin, I haven't had sex but I have done other stuff," I said, my cheeks becoming the shade of blood right now. I could feel my heart beating in my chest like a war drum.
"What other stuff?" He asked me.
"Oral, if you want specifics, I gave my ex a blow job and it was terrible," I grumble.
"So you are not tainted, good, cause if you had; I would have made you titan bait myself," he grinned as his dark eyes met mine. I gulped at this moment I would rather face a 50 meter tall titan, if one existed.
My doe colored eyes glanced from the door and to Levi, taking a deep breath I tried to will my body to stand, but I was frozen to this damn chair. My legs wouldn't move, fucking body! I was frozen but screaming on the inside.
'Move your fucking legs Gemma Morgana Norman, you are better then this! Move your ass!' I raged in inner-monolouge. But, my body and mind didn't seem to connect, each moving like different parts of another entity.
Instead of working in sync to get me the hell out of here. What I needed was the safety of my clutter/neat office. Not his super and blindly clean office, I don't even know how the hell he keeps it so clean!
"I can almost hear your thoughts, Gemma and it is annoying," he said his voice strangely sounding husky to me. Damn my confused brain!
"C-captain," I manged to finally speak, but my voice came out sounding so shaky and meek, this wasn't my voice at all. Damn my confused mind.
I licked the rim of my pink lips, my mouth feeling suddenly dry from my nervous fit.
He smirked when he say my confused  and nervous state. Damn my smartassed 13 year old cocky self. Curse you past Gemma Norman to hell.
I heard him stand up and the echo of his polished boot on that insanely polished floor, sounded like rifle fire to my ears. He closed the 3 foot gap between us.
He reached out to touch my chin, running his strangely manicured hand across my pixie-like features. My eyes looked up at him, still wide-eyed and full of fear.
"You have such smooth skin," he stated, his index and thumb tracing the rim of my lips, causing my breath to hitch a bit.
"Such full lips too, glad you didn't turn out looking like an old hag," he said. He gripped my chin and lifted my face towards his as his lips sealed upon my own. His lips were soft, really soft, like almost girl soft. His eyes peered into mine and I snapped them shut. I let out a little gasp as I felt his other hand caress my side, he took advantage of it. The kiss that had once been smooth and soft, became gruff as his tongue assaulted mine and coaxed it into a battle. I gasped and let out a small whimper as he was a skilled kisser. He was much better then mine and Homer's sloppy make-out and heavy sessions between mission.
For some reason he tasted quite minty, then I realized he was a clean freak. Then how did clean freaks have sex?   His minty taste mixed in with my cinnamon flavored one. I liked spicy things, matched my attitude. Ofcourse he liked chilly and cold things, matched his heart.
He broke the kiss and I opened my eyes. He seemed to stare into my soul.
"You sure are a shitty kisser, Norman," He commented.
I blinked for a few seconds and looked at him confused. "Gee, thanks I don't go kissing many boys," I grumbled. Finally my wit was back! Though I still was frozen to this damn chair with kiss swollen lips.
He cracked a small smile and nodded. I felt him grab me by the collar of my jacket and pull me up. He seem to get the scent of my soap and smiled.
"Good, you took a shower," he stated.
My doe brown gazed looked at him dumbfounded. How the hell could he be worried about....nevermind it was H IM, after all.
I felt him drag me to the couch and toss me upon it, as if my light heft was nothing then a mere feather. How could someone so short be so strong? God my mind was way to analytical in situation.
"Stop doing that," he grumbled.
"Doing what?" I asked.
"Over thinking things," he grumbled.
"Sorry if I have a---" he cut me off with a light slap to the cheek.
My eyes widened as I instinctively reached up to touch my cheek.
"There now stand up and strip," He stated.
"Eh?" I asked.
"Strip? You know take your clothes off," he said in an annoyed tone. "I sure as hell am not touching your clothes. I also have to inspect you," he said with a firm nod.
"Inspect me for what?" I asked, my brown eyes wide. He was being passionate and forceful like some of those books I confiscated from my younger female cadets. But now he was acting like a jerk. Damn this bet and my moral code!
"To see if you are clean, I have to see the other goods and your clothes won't allow me to," he said matter-factly.
My eyes got even wider, if that was possible at his request. Jesus effing Christ, the nerve of this guy. Better get this over with. I pulled my jacket off and was about read toss it on the floor.
"Make sure you fold it and place it on your chair," he said.
My cheeks became stained with a bright blush of embarrassment from his request. I folded it and placed it on the chair. There went my shirt and my pants, till I was in my bra and panties; which were a sheer red and black sexy pair. This had to be the day I wore them,cause I was out of clean normal ones. Really Karma?
I saw him smirk when he saw my lacy and sheer panty set. Typical male he probably thought I planned this. I crossed my arms over my chest and lower region.
"Hands to your side," he said as he shoved my hands to the side and began to walk circles around me. He studied every edge of me every curve and muscle I had.
"Cute and petite is how I describe you," he stated with a nod. His eyes caught glimpse of my nasty scar on my shoulder.
"Titan?" He asked and I nodded.
"Rookie mistake," I muttered.
"Ofcourse, always is," he stated.
Just when I thought it could get any worse, I felt him pick me up. Like a sack of damn potatoes and tossed me over his shoulder. So much for a romantic first time.
He carried me to the heavy mahogny wooden door that I knew separated his office from his private quarters. He opened the door and I got an eye full of his room. It was spotless and strangely masculine. Decorated spartanly with the niceties and nothing more. But the rich dark colors, proved that a man lived here. The neatly decorated bed with all those pillows said not.
"So feminine," I commented.
"What was that?" He asked as he dropped me upon the bed, I bounced a bit from the fall. I then scooted my way up to the headboard and grabbed the first pillow and covered my private places with. Levi was to busy getting undressed to correct me. I felt the bed's weight shift and the pillow grabbed away from me.
"You have no reason to hide, Norman," he grumbled his voice this time extremely husky. He was on top of me again.
I looked up and saw hello yummy! Even for his short height this man was stacked like a brick shithouse. He had muscle upon yummy muscle, his body was lined with scars, but this didn't distract from his sexiness. Yup I am your typical girl, a hot man turns my brain to mush.
"Do you ever not analyze, you are worse the Hang, for christ sakes," he growled, causing me to look up at him.
"I don't---" he cut me off with a kiss that shut my mind down. Damn this stupid ass bet.
His lips were busy as the traced mine, his tongue met mine as I opened my mouth and met his oral response with a worthy battle. My body temperature spiked a few more notces as the kiss was that hot! 
I felt his hands slide down and unclasp my bra hitch, which was in the front. How the hell he knew that, I have no clue how!
His lips left mine and began to trace butterfly ghost kisses across the sensitive flesh of my neck, this seemed to distract me from his true goal my supple flesh pillows.
Those kisses sent little chills of pleasure into the heat, that seem to coil in a hidden spot in my taunt belly. I felt his hand close upon the the moderate right breast of mine. I let out a small whimper when I felt him give my breast a squeeze. My hips rose up on instinct as my lower panty clad region made contact with his. I heard him let out a growl.
"Your flesh taste so clean, and so sweet," he said huskily, causing me to blink.
"Eh?" I asked in my pleasure muddled brain.
"Nothing," he muttered and went back to his task.
His kisses started to become little love bites, making me let out small little squeaks and this seemed to excite him even more.
He grew bored of the my neck, I felt him lightly kiss my scar and then make his way toward my breast. I felt him close his mouth upon my left breast as he squeezed the right, he especially payed attention to my berry tips. I let out a moan as mind officially shut down, leaving my body and senses in control.
I let out a loud yelp when he nipped the peak of my mounds, making me look up at him.
I blushed when I felt him harden against my thigh, I guess he found me attractive enough to settle this bet with. I whimpered as I felt him nudge my thighs further apart with his.
I looked at him and heard him grumble about something.
"Fuck foreplay, this is about settling a bet not making love," he said in a gruff voice.
"Meh?" I asked.
Why the hell was he being passionate one moment, the completely cold and gruff the next. Why the hell was up with this man?
"You heard me, captain," he stated.
"I bet what I did made you wet," he said with a smirk.
"What the hell?" I asked, covering my bare chest. My cheeks were now bright red.
"I doubt that I am wet, as you put it Captain," I grumbled, my cheeks a bright red in embarrassment.
I felt him pull my hands apart again as I felt him force them above my head.
"Quit fucking covering yourself, you are fine. Just because you aren't a knock out beauty, like some of the women I have bedded. Doesn't mean you are ugly," he said.
I felt him nip hard at my neck, as I felt him reaching for something. I felt  something cloth wrap around my wrists and I felt him tie a knot around them
. What the hell was this bastard up to?
"There no your pesky hands won't get in the way," he grumbled against my skin.
"I am not...wet," I said with a blush on my face. My hands gripped the cloth as I gave it a tug, but his knots were too good. I didn't know he was into these things.
"Want to bet?" He asked.
I blushed bright red and shook my head. Last time I made a bet with this man...this is what happened. I will never make a bet with him; I'd sooner rather make a bet with the damn devil.
"I see, you know I am right, you little brat," he said as his hands slipped lower and whisked my undies off. I tried to close my legs to hide my womanly depths, but he forced my legs apart.
"Bullshit you are not wet, your panties are completely soaked. You little pervert get off on this," he mocked showing me my now soaked panties.
"So, like I said fuck foreplay, you are already soaked," he taunted.
His weight shifted off of me as I heard the sound of something ripping and the sound of plastic.
"I know you're a virgin, what I don't need is you getting knocked up," he muttered then I realized what that sound was and I blushed. I took a deep breath and realized, I was going to settle my bet.
"Ready to settle this bet?" He asked and I nodded.
I felt the tip of his member brush against the outer shell of my womanly core. I let out a small gasp as I felt him slide in. He was pretty large for his height and he was stretching my tight sheath well. I winced and gritted my teeth in pain.
"Fuck," I whimpered out. Nobody told me this shit would hurt this much. Holy fuck it felt like I was being ripped apart. Thank God I didn't have that dammned hymen; broken from training. Or that pesky little membrane would have made this 100 times worse.
"God you're tight, Gemma," he growled into my ear as he thrust more inside of me, until he was sheathed inside of me.
That made it hurt even worse! He was too HUGE for me! Jesus! They really mean BIG things come in small packages.
"Ow, you're too big," I whimper out, as I struggled underneath him. I tried to pull my wrists, but they were tied too tightly.
"You'll adjust, and your stupid ass made this bet, Captain of the Recovery Regiment," he mocked.
I felt him pull out and I let out a small little sigh and then he forced himself back in as he picked up pace. He literally was drilling me into the mattress and somehow my body liked it.
I let out a small whimper, that turned into a wanton moan, as I felt that warm coil-ly feeling start to return again. I bit my lip as I tried to keep myself quiet. But the bastard nipped my scar, causing me to let my moans out.
"Don't you dare hide," he growled, as he thrust more quickly inside of me.
I don't know how long it lasted, but by the time we were done, I was passed out in a pleasure coma.
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When I came to I was wrapped up in his arms, his head resting on mine. My wrist were undone and I hurt in places I didn't know I had before. Jesus christ this man could fuck!
He also looked cute when he was sleeping, almost sociable.
"Quit watching me sleep, you little shit," he grumbled.
I jumped and squeaked when he pulled me down into the bed.
"Sorry," I muttered, glad my bet had been settled and all that.
Though, I would have to deal with myself and my analytical mind later.
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A/n: Yup, that is the "dirty" version of chapter 3, the tame version and the actual one will be out. This is an optional chapter, it doesn't follow the plot at all. XD but a little pervy treat. So, yeah the actual chapter will be out soon.
Ps: hope you like this^^
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  - Butterflyinc