"You fucked up, yet again!" Levi fixates his eyes on yours.
"I specifically told you not to lose sight of Eren. but here we are." His voice is monotone and strained. He manages to convey his anger without using volume.
Levi swiftly knocks you on your back, hitting the cold stone path. He plants his left boot in the middle of your chest. He uses his right hand to grab one blade, pressing the sharp edge to your jawline.
"You're lucky I haven't killed you, Cadet." Levi's head tilts upwards and to the right.
He drags the sword to your chin. Your jaw feels like its releasing hot gas, but in fact, your neck is bleeding. Levi twirls the handle very slowly with his hand, practically drilling your neck with the tip of the blade. He grazes up your face until reaching your left cheek bone. By this time, your face is already burning with blush. Your eyes are crazed. Levi can tell. He cocks an eyebrow and pushes the blade into your skin. It cuts as smooth as butter. You let out a small whimper in what Levi assumes is dismay. you feel something roll off your cheek. You're face is bleeding.
" I easily could end you here and now. Judging by that look on your face, You are already well aware of this fact." He tugs at your bottom lip with the tip of his blade.
"My blade is filthy. Won't you clean up your mess?" You slip your tongue on the cold metal.
You get an immediate rush towards your abdomen, you did always love the taste of blood. Your tongue laps the sharp edge multiple times, causing your tongue to split open. You see his gaze wander towards your mouth, watching it intently. His eyebrows stiffen. He pulls away the blade. He spits onto your shirt, and rubs it in harshly with his boot. You cave in, your thighs press together as your main focus was not to make noise. Your eyebrows furrow and your breathing is heavy. Levi looks down at your legs. his eyebrows raise, eyes widen, and mouth perched. He lets out a small, breathy chuckle.
"What the hell are you doing, cadet? This is vile and unprofessional behavior!" he releases his firm step on you, stifling back.
"well?! explain yourself!" You can't tell his emotion. You decide to categorize it as shock.
You tell him you, "can't control it, sir-" His eyes lock onto yours once again.
" I am done here." he starts to turn away, but you sit up and pull on his chest buckle.
You pull Levi down onto you, your breathing is deep and heavy, thighs still rubbing together. His face is resting next to your ear.
"You are so. fucking. disgusting." Levi licks the blood off you cheek, collecting it in his mouth.
He unloads hot breath onto your neck before pulling himself up. He spits the blood onto your shirt and stomps it in before giving one last final kick. He walks away.
