Prose

Well Fed

A lil NSFW warning ;)

Also mentions of anxiety and assault.

Y/N's POV

"I have so much work this weekend." Levi sighed, punctuating each word with a delicate kiss. He gripped my hips, somehow holding me even closer than he's done for the last fifteen minutes that we've been making out at my front door. His lips released mine, but I kept on kissing him. The corners of his lips, his cheeks, his neck, slowly making my way to his collarbone.

"Y/N. Fuck. That's enough. I can't..." He groaned, gently grasping my shoulders, and half-heartedly pulling me off him. I let him go, but he was met with my batting eyelashes and sad pout.

"Christ, you're testing my resolve." He chuckled, resting his palm on my cheek. "I have so much marking to do for this week. But I'll talk to you later?" He smiled, gently stroking my cheek with his thumb.

"Later." I sighed, leaning into his hand. He pulled me in for one more gentle kiss, cutting me off before I could suck him in again. I dug my keys out of my bag and turned to unlock the door, but not before Levi grabbed my hand and gave it a quick squeeze.

"See you." He smiled.

"Bye." I blushed, opening the door, and making my way inside. I got inside my apartment and nearly collapsed on the floor with how weak my legs felt. I fell back onto my bed and couldn't help the squeal that came out of me. I hugged a pillow to my body and hid my grin behind its cushiness. I grabbed my phone and hit the call button next to Marco's contact.

"Yes?" He answered seconds later.

"Levi kissed me. Or I kissed him? Marco, we kissed." I blurted out.

"Shut up!" Marco gasped. "But didn't you just go on a date with Zeke?"

I got a little tense, knowing I'd need to retell what happened with Zeke last night. I sighed and put Marco on speaker as I dug through my dresser for some comfy clothing.

"Yeah...that didn't exactly happen." I sighed, preparing to tell him about last night's events.

"Oh?" He said, his voice becoming more solemn as he sensed something serious in my voice.

"I was just emotionally drained yesterday. Levi confronted me in the library right before I left, he was upset I was hiding the date from him. I didn't even want to go on the goddamn date to begin with, but Zeke kept asking and asking, and nothing was really happening with Levi. Maybe a toxic part of me was hoping it would push his hand? Anyways, I texted Zeke to cancel, told him I was sick, and he came over anyways. He had soup and flowers, Marco. And it was like I owed him something. And then he snapped. He's always been nothing but nice to me. A little pushy here and there. But no, he grabbed me..." I said, my throat becoming tight and tears coated my eyelashes. I gripped the edge of my dresser, grounding myself.

"Y/N..." Marco whispered, worry growing in his voice.

"Nothing happened, but it could have. He said some horrible things to me, threatened me. He fucking threatened to shove his dick down my throat! He let go of me, but he told me we weren't friends anymore before he left. As if it was my fault!"

"It wasn't. Holy shit I'm going to murder him." Marco sneered. He didn't get angry often, but goddamn if he isn't willing to fight tooth and nail to protect me.

"Levi said the same thing." I sighed as I pulled on a pair of old gym shorts and a sweater.

"Maybe Levi and I can team up and jump this ape when I'm in town. But shit, Y/N, are you okay?" He asked.