Levi Ackerman x Reader Oneshots

Just a habit: NSFW

Warnings: NSFW (18+), oral sex (fem receiving), overstimulation, praise kink

If anything he was the cause of this unhealthy habit.

He probably should've known that you would've been influenced by him especially when your eyes were always on him.

Even when you thought he wouldn't notice.

It was now reaching midnight; a time where he predicted that you had already disappeared. He pictured you tucked away under his fresh sheets, sleeping peacefully as ever and purposely keeping his side warm for when he had finally finished up the last grim pieces of work.

Wrong.

Instead, to his surprise, he stumbled upon a cold and empty bed.

Well, okay  he'll just move on to assume that you had fallen asleep in your own quarters, probably tired out from the events of today.

Wrong again.

He did find you in your office but for some reason you were still awake, scribbling away with a large amount of work stacked on your left side; he didn't know whether it was the pile that was completed or the pile that still remained.

Nevertheless judging by the familiar bags beneath your eyes he knew that you had already worked enough.

It was a trait of yours that he didn't particularly like, which was you always pushing your limit. Either emotionally, mentally or physically. Whether it be during field training or the aftermath of an gruesome expedition you always continued to strive through. And not that he didn't admire your perseverance or your hard dedication, of course he did.

He just didn't like the idea of you never knowing when your best is well and truly enough and witnessing you ruthlessly pushing yourself past your ultimate.

And clearly he wasn't the most upright to point this out and you seemed to have caught this out through his glaring eyes as you read his thoughts to ask a mere question. "Have you finished your paperwork?"

To which he replied with a no. Funnily enough he only came to make sure you were asleep before going back to his office and finishing his own stack.

But this isn't about him, this is about you and about how much you can handle.

"You've done enough." he pointed out, his way of noting that you should be in bed. You shook your head and continued to write, mark or check off anything that was needed.

"I just need all this to be off my back and then I'll rest." you murmured, flipping over a page, eyes already quickly skimming through the words which with each minute began to look blurrier and blurrier.

"You don't have to do it all in one night." he added whilst taking a step closer to your desk with his arms crossed. You felt his watchful gaze without even needing to look up. You knew in your mind what he was hinting at yet consciously you pushed it away.

"Why?" you muttered. "You can do it all in one night so why can't I?"

"That's different." he enunciated, eyebrows now furrowed as he continued. "I only do it because I can't sleep, I don't choose to."

"Sometimes you do." you mumbled under your breath, hoping that he didn't hear your response.

But of course this is the Levi Ackerman, he can probably sense when he's being talked about in another dimension.

"What was that?"

"Nothing." you mumbled, "But I'm not tired."

"Bullshit."