Stay Beneath Him (INCOMPLETE) (Levi x Reader Fanfiction)

55: A Quick Scuffle

  Walking through your apartment complex was mildly less daunting, given that the low activity denied many witnesses to your bondage.

  "Where's your key?" Levi asked once at your door.

  "My back pocket," you replied.

  His hand immediately slipped behind you, starting at your waist and sneaking into your pants pocket. He withdrew your lone apartment key and unlocked your door, opening it for you. 

  Inside, you felt instant relief at the privacy. Being restrained felt minute in comparison to the terror you just underwent. Even Levi's intimidating demeanor as he shut and locked the door elicited no fear from you; that had already been drained from your system. 

  "Definitely still a mess," he sighed. 

  "I was going to clean after work," you explained. 

  "You can get to it in a second. Come here-" His attempt to approach you was met with you rapidly stepping away. "Oi. What are you doing?"

  "I'm still disappointed. I don't want you touching me until I get my apology."

  "You're not getting one. Get over yourself." He advanced again and you backed away in return, matching his speed. 

  "Then you're not getting me. Not until you swallow your pride and apologize."

  Levi was amusedly dumbfounded. "Really? What are you going to do, run?"

  You hadn't thought about it. Pure denial was all that was on your mind. "You won't get near me."

  "I can't believe what I'm hearing. Your attempts to defy me get stupider every time." 

  "I could say the same about your attempts to discipline me." 

  Levi scoffed, then shot himself towards you faster than you could retreat. His hands met your shoulders as he flew towards you, sending both of your bodies to the ground as he planted himself on top of you.

  Your back hit the floor harshly, slamming into your bound arms and forcing your spine to arch over them. "Fuck," you groaned, mentally encouraging yourself to keep fighting through the pain. "Get off me!" 

  "No." Levi pinned your shoulders and straddled your pelvis. "I won't tolerate this sort of attitude."

  You kicked your legs fervently while twisting your torso vehemently to try and escape. His hands kept you nailed down, but you wouldn't give up. Though sandwiched between your back and the floor, your arms wriggled in their binds, gaining the slightest laxity. The belt is loosening. If I keep working it, I can break free. 

  "Stop it," he commanded. "Stop fighting me."

  "I'll always fight you, Levi." You mustered a prideful grin. "And you know you want me to."

  "Shut up." A stinging slap hit your face, halting your movement for just a moment. "Who the hell would want a disrespectful bitch like you?"

  You kept your grimacing to a minimum and continued pushing. "Levi Ackerman would." Arching your back, you used the recent sweat accumulating to lubricate your arms, twisting them back and forth and making a few attempts to slip out. Nearly there.

  "No, he would not." Levi returned his hand to your shoulder, gripping with painful ferocity. "He wants a submissive pet, a little dog that will follow his orders without question."

  "Too bad," you spat. "He's not going to get one. He'll have to accept that he's stuck with a feisty brat, and that he's in love with her."

  "Just shut up." He clapped a hand over your mouth, silencing your words as his fingertips dug into your cheeks. "Of course I'm in love with you," he said as he shot his face close to yours. "But you do not have the right to use that against me. You want my love as much as I want to give it."