Secret Sins || Levi x Reader

Secret Sins || 1.9

(The Sinful Soldier)

"Silent people have so much to say, but can't."

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Carrying my feet to my usual destination was rather difficult, each swipe of my legs felt heavier by the second. I used way too much energy then I had planned, well I couldn't have guessed how heavy a man could be, but wow he was heavy. Not that he was fat or anything, he was packed with muscle, not toned, but dense, and more than enough to bash me into a wall if he got the opportunity.

It's humoring that I! A woman who's not particularly tall or short, could break a man's skull, crush him beneath me, and manage to dislocate a few limbs.
In just a couple minutes.

Smiling to myself, I shook the adrenaline off my mind by shaking my head side to side rapidly, letting my H/C hair swish to the sides of my shoulders, giving it some volume. I took in a sharp deep breath that lingered in my lungs for a while, soothing the burn of my pent up frustration of my previous complicated actions. I never thought natures air would have such a strong effect on me when it comes to cooling me off, but it does, and I'm not complaining.

I'm grateful for nature.

After I had my play session with that man. I saw the girl by a store door shivering from the freezing cold temperatures of this fine night. I approached her slowly, expecting a fearful reaction from her, however all the predictions I had, were wrong. Instead she hugged me tightly, embracing me like I was her mother, like I was someone she held dear to her heart, someone who cared about her. Her sobs were soft but dense with emotions of fear, happiness, and something I can't quite understand. She thanked me over and over like no words that left her mouth would ever repay me, even though I did this out of my own free will.

I couldn't help but tense up by her sudden touch, I'm not one for ever having people lay their hands on me.
I actually never let anyone touch me, I forbid it. But for now I have to ignore it, and let this traumatized girl feel safe in someone's arms even though mine are stained with the blood of so many others.

If I didn't do what I did, this girl could've been beaten to death for it; for not being successful in baiting another defenseless woman for trafficking.

Hearing her shallow voice creep into my ear, I listen to what she told me. Her vague but clear description of the things she endured for the last year was more than enough to make me rethink how I tortured that man, maybe I should've cut his dick off and let him loose. That is a man's sacred item after all, they can either use it for good, or for bad.

I pulled the girl out of my uncomfortable embrace and handed her some money onto her palm and motioned her towards the area which contained hotels, so she could stay there for a couple nights until things settle down with her fragile status.

I gave her another stare of reassurance and walked away.

'Maybe I should say something?' I thought, halting my stance.

I turned my head seeing that she had already left towards the area I showed her.

'No'

Clearing my sinuses, I opened the doors that revealed the bar, the creaking noises of the hinges moving back and forth allured a persons attention ever so slightly.

I felt as if I sank through the earths crust, that my body weighed over a million tons, threatening to tear me apart from the seams. I could feel the blood within my body dissipate into nothing but pure mush of nervousness. I could feel myself grow tense by the sight of him simply sitting like a statue waiting to be painted by an artist, with a crystal glass situated between his fingers. The pulsating feeling in my head rushed back as the adrenaline pumped harder into my body filling my thoughts with nothing but pure hesitation.

'He's here...' I clenched my jaw tightly from the gross sensation growing in my stomach.

Just a simple gaze from my left eye was more than enough to spike that feeling I dread in my entire life. I feel corrupted, diminished when I see him, he's everything danger could be in a human. I can feel my skin crawl with fear when my eyes land on him, his presence is lethal to my usual, cold, unbothered persona, and I can't seem to do anything about it. I try to get myself to ignore it, but it keeps popping up like a sick joke that's trying to bite me in the ass.

And it's sickening to even think about...

...That his glare could devour whatever's left of my dignity and burn it through only the lenses of his dark, steel orbs.

But what makes this fear ignite me further, is the fact I can do the same.

But at what cost? Is the question I must ask myself.

Loading the wooden floor with light footsteps of my boots. I took my usual spot which was two seats down from Levi. He was sitting at the same spot when I first saw him here. I crossed my leg over the other waiting for Xavier to make an appearance so he could ease off this feeling of collapsing solitude between me and the raven haired man.

"Haven't seen you around, been busy?" Levi asked like he was confidently going to get a response from me. He sighed low. "I'll take your silence as a yes." He formatted an answer from my silent response.

The bar fell silent once again, my breathing escalated rather quickly which made me feel stupid in a way. I can't believe that he makes my heart race faster than my body is able to keep up with, but when I'm walking towards actually danger my heart beats slow and steady. Sometimes I wonder what my brain perceives to be danger.

"You've got to stop coming here everyday." Xavier crept out from an abyss of a room with a bottle of new whisky in his hands. Wow, thanks for the advice Xavier I'll definitely take it into consideration — not that I haven't thought about it — I want to stop coming here, but I need to lay off this feelings somewhere.

I turned my head away from Xavier signaling him to shut the fuck up, before I slam that bottle against his head.

"She's always like this." Xavier was clearly talking to Levi by the direction of his voice, a low chuckle left Levi's mouth that caused a surge of lighting to course up my spine and settle into my head, stirring up any hidden emotions still brewing in my mind.

"Yeah?" Levi's voice made my breathing tremble for a second. His voice was low and husky, like melted sugar that was lined against a rim of a glass waiting to be licked up by the tongue of its consumer.

And thoroughly enjoyed.

"Anytime I acknowledge something that actually worries me, she always turns her head in a way of rebellion." Xavier puffed out low, sighing like a little girl who's parents took her toys away. I was tipping the edge of crawling over the bar and smashing a bottle against Xavier's head, but I refrained myself from making a fool out of myself.

"Sounds like something I-"

"-Where the hell is that Woman!"

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An: Not here...🤷‍♀️
Kinda short, but hope you enjoyed!

-T