Inquisitormaster One shots (fluff/smut/ angst)

🥊Fight (Sorvi)🥊

Ships:Sora x Levi
Genre: Smut
Word count:4805
Warnings:Smut/Dirtytalk\Rough sex\Painful sex/Blood/Out of character Sora
Au:Fight club
Request by:Charrluvly

Description:Sora gets injured in a fight so Levi takes him outside and they do some stuff in the backseat of Levi's car.

Sora's POV

If I had to describe the type of person I was before I met Levi, I'd probably say I was the closest thing to normal I could possibly get. I had a normal job, normal interests and most importantly normal sex. I liked sex how I assume most people do, quick and to the point. I will be the first to admit it was scarce for me. It was more of a chore, an awkward exchange with a stranger that often left me feeling even more hollow and depressed than I was before.

It was strange, I often found myself taking pride in my eversion to sex. I thought it separated me from the perverts and mindless, horned up idiots that wander the streets looking for any hole to stick it in. I was controlled, being in control was comforting to me. There was no flair either, sex was sex and that's all it needed to be for me. I was content with the traditional fuck; minimal foreplay, no props or toys and quiet sounds of pleasure (I had neighbours). I'd keep my mouth shut and my guard up, I would always cringe at myself whenever I'd let a small moan escape my mouth; it reminded me of the noises pornstars would make in those cheap, sterile videos.

That was before I met Levi, Levi ruined me.

He took away control in all other aspects of my life so it wasn't long before that included sex.
I'd like to say we started slow, built up a trusting relationship and took our time to fully understand each other. I'd like to say we communicated, that he made a list of all his depraved fetishes and we went through them together; just so I knew what I was getting into.
But this is Levi, he doesn't do lists.
This is Levi, he doesn't do "slow and steady".

The first time we kissed it was rough, I had just gotten my head bashed in and I had blood pooling from my mouth. I remember the way he looked at me after I peeled my gored up face of the basement floor, I couldn't see out of my left eye as blood pooled from the gash on my forehead. We locked eyes as he stood over me, my arms felt like jelly as I tried to sit myself up and eventually Levi tugged me off the ground so quickly I almost fell back down again.

Men cheered around us, my head spun as I tried to recollect myself amongst the chaos and noise.
Levi guided me through the crowd, despite the ringing in my ears I could ear the thud of flesh hitting the ground as another fight started.
I leaned heavily against Levi's shoulder as we limped towards the stairs, I could feel my vision fading and my knees start to buckle; bought back by a soft slap of Levi's open palm against my cheek.

"Hey! Hey, look at me!" he snapped, we locked eyes again and I could feel my breath hitch as we stared at each-other, our gaze never breaking as we slowly made our way up the stairs. I wanted to sink into Levi, underneath Levi's muscular arms is where I want to die.

I let out a sigh when we finally got out the building, the cold, evening air against my skin felt like heaven compared to my sticky heat down in the basement.

"You good? You can hear right?"

I can only respond with a weak nod and a choked sound, just to let him know I was alive.
We stood there for a moment, breathing heavily together in an empty carpark.

"You did good tonight" He said eventually, there was a softness there I wasn't used to.

I let out a breathy chuckle and leaned further into Levi's side, I could feel the blood running down my face towards my chin.