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

102: Tied Up

  The door to the garage creaking open filled you with more dread than you had been anticipating. You weren't sure who was back yet, but you had to assume it was Erwin. It had only been several minutes after Levi left, anyways. "Hello?" his voice called out, confirming your theory. "Are you two home?"

  Fuck all of this. Here we go. "I'm...I'm here, Erwin," you called weakly.

  His steps down the hall were nerve-wracking to hear. You wanted to hide, to let the earth swallow you so you didn't have to let Erwin witness you in such an exposed state. "(Y/n), where's-- ah." He stopped his question once he was in the dining hall, halted in his tracks by the sight of the bound woman facing away from him. His simple utterance alone was enough to wash you with a wave of embarrassment, his as always casual acknowledgement of your submission demeaning to hear.

  You glanced back at him, trying as best to see him from your vantage point. "Hi, Erwin," you greeted shyly.

  "Well, then." He was completely still, his eyes scanning you from head to toe. "This is interesting."

  Your heart raced, humiliation laced with a hint of fear pouring into your mind. There was no escape, no way to hide from your exposure to your superior. You were vulnerable, free for the taking in the presence of a capable, experienced predator.

  He took a few steps closer. "So how did this happen?"

  "I'm sure you can figure it out," you mumbled.

  "Let me think." Another step brought him directly behind you, giving him an overhead view on your body. You felt his shadow envelope you, swallowing you in its threatening mouth. "Surely a form of neglect. A punishment of some kind, correct?"

  "Yeah," you said timidly.

  "Oh, but paired with physical punishment too. Goodness."

  You realized he was referring to the two red welts on your thighs, injuries that you had mostly forgotten about until they had been pointed out. "Sh-shit," you stammered as your thighs squeezed together, trying to hide the blatant sign of a scuffle.

  "That's okay. There's no need to be embarrassed about it." He finally crossed to one side of you as he spoke with his unfaltering compassion. "Do you mind if I take a look at the knots? I'd like to see what Levi did."

  "The knots?"

  "Yes. I'd like to inspect the ropes."

  "I..." You gripped the armrests, trying to shove away your embarrassment. "Well, I can't really stop you," you mumbled.

  "I'd still prefer verbal consent," Erwin insisted.

  "Then, yes. Have at it." You stilled your body as if to present it to Erwin.

  He set his briefcase on the dining table before running his hand along your bound arm, his fingers gliding over the webbed ropes. "Good choice," he murmured to himself, stepping closer to your chair to see where Levi had tightened the restraints. "And you can't escape this, correct?"

  "Obviously not." You rolled your eyes. "Or I would have by now."

  "I'm sure." He layered a hand atop your bound wrist, trying to see how much mobility it had been given. His small touch alone sent warmth through your body, either sourced in comfort or arousal. The few brushes of his fingers against your skin as he felt the makeup of the knots were teasing, excitingly titillating.

  Trying to match his casualness, you exhaled to expel sheepish thoughts. "You could help, you know. You ought to get me out of these."

  "Hm." Erwin seemed to consider the idea as he knelt down to continue his inspection, though that may have been a farce. "How long are you meant to stay here for? Indefinitely?" He spoke while thumbing the knots underneath the chair.