Sinful Bliss (Levi x Reader)

Chapter 2: Wandering Eyes

Okay so we may or may not be jumping right into explicit things so beware.

Please enjoy beautiful whores ;)
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Sweat drips off your body as your vision begins to blur. A strong hand wrapped around your neck slowly cutting off your oxygen supply. You lay on a hard floor as the room spins around you.

Your spread legs begin to shake as you are repeatedly pushed into the floor. Your eyes slowly roll back as a warm body slaps against yours. Heavy breaths reaching each other's faces.

The grasp now releasing from your neck allows you to observe the bare chiseled chest moving in front of you. Your back arches slowly in between forceful movements. Not to ease the pain of your hips hitting the floor but to feel a deeper pleasure. More. More. More. You begged him.

A pounding sound rang through your ears increasing in volume rapidly. Light blinded your vision as you wake. Coming to your senses you were back in your bed.

You moved your blankets off to answer the loud knocking at your door. With your head pounding louder than the knocks you lost your balance. Holding onto the frame of your bed you steadied your legs.

Your drunken stupor clouded your mind but you suddenly remembered what happened last night. Wait. What if he is at my door again. With that thought you quickly grabbed your pants throwing your legs through them. Tidying your hair and shirt as you nervously walked towards the door.

You slowly turned the knob and cracked the door open to see a tall figure before you. Definitely not him. You exhaled a sigh of relief yet your mind was riddled with disappointment. Your judgement must be compromised by the alcohol.

"Turns out you can skip the trip to shorty's office today since I already went there! I thought I would come straight to you so your leg can heal as soon as possible!" They were in a chipper mood. Too loud for your pounding head but you appreciated their kindness.

"Head back to your bed and I'll patch you up!" Hange sang. They happily pranced over to your bed not giving you time to properly wake. They were holding a box filled with assorted bottles and bandages.

You slowly make your way back to the bed praying that you are walking straight. You lowered yourself onto the bed to face Hange. They greeted your dreary eyes with a smile as they sat on the ground in front of you.

"Take off your pants." They order. You were taken aback by the blunt remark but their voice was soft. They are here to patch my thigh wound. Your thoughts are so jumbled that everything is startling.

You obliged taking off the pants you just put on. They examined your bare leg and the large wound. They asked with a smile "That wound looks so deep! Can I touch it? I promise I'll be gentle." You nodded with a slight smile, unable to make a coherent verbal response.

They quickly brought both hands to your thigh slowly pressing on either side of the gash. It presses open as you flinch. "Sorry!" You nodded your head again in reassurance. They squeezed it closed and removed their hands which searched for a bottle in the box on the floor. The loud clanking of glass sending ringing through your ears.

"Here we are! Drink this." They handed you a small bottle to which your eyes widened. More alcohol... They acknowledged your bewilderment "For the pain! Stitches hurt you know!" They chuckled. Hesitantly you drank the alcohol with your mind panicking at your already high intoxication.

With that they rummaged through the box again pulling out various rubs and ointments setting them on the floor. They poured a clear liquid into a cloth and gently rubbed it against your thigh with precision and care. You expected the same hesitation that Levi had as you stared down at them. Hange however gracefully aided in cleaning your wound.