The Captain and the Assistant

Chapter 7: The Cottage

You wake up this morning and are immediately grabbed by Levi to start your last day of training together. He takes you out to the training field and you stand across from him.

All you can think about is last night. You're lost in thought, practically drooling thinking about Levi filling you up, and this time you have another hole in mind. You can't help but stare at his crotch. Fuck, what you wouldn't give to end training early and suck him off the rest of the afternoon.

"Are you even alive in there, or just hungover?" Levi's eyebrow goes up at you. Based on his comment, he's still thinking about last night too. Or at least he better be.

You snap out of it and shake yourself off. "Only... only slightly distracted," you reply honestly. "I'm trying my best." You say with a wink.
You ready up, standing in a fighting stance.

Levi has been teaching you basic take downs to protect yourself all day. It's hard to train with him when you're fine with him twisting your arm to almost the point of it breaking. You've managed to only moan once and you think that's pretty damn good.

"I have a deal for you," Levi says confidentially. "Land a hit on me and we can take the rest of the afternoon off. I'll even take you to one of my favorite spots out here."

"Oh you're on Captain," you say winking at him. For a fleeting moment you think this is going to be easy, but with your first few throws, you end up on your back every time. Levi doesn't hold back slamming you down either. He treats you like a professional and you surely don't mind being man handled. It definitely isn't helping you focus though.

"I'm pretty sure this is an impossible deal," you say as Levi helps you up for at least the fiftieth time that morning.

"Not impossible. Use what you have learned. Use that big brain of yours. I'm sure you'll think of something," Levi says promisingly.

He's right. You have been going about this training all wrong. Use your mind. Think about what you can use to your advantage. This doesn't have to be a one sided fight when you have things you bring to the table. You have exactly the tactic in mind.

You throw your punch at Levi, preparing for him to throw you on the ground. This time when he does, you swing your legs around his back and hold tight. Your head is still on the ground, but you use your free hand to grab Levi at the collar, which he allows. Then you pull him closer to you and use all the courage inside to pull him into a kiss.

His lips are so soft. You realize, you haven't kissed Levi. You've tasted each other, but never kissed. It feels special and you suddenly feel embarrassed and tense up. Levi picks up on this and puts his hand behind the back of your head. He starts to pull his mouth away when you bite down hard on his lip. You feel his lips turn up slightly in a smirk and then he connects with your lips again. Sparks are igniting through you and sending heat waves into your abdomen.

You use your legs to flip Levi on his back and you can tell he wasn't anticipating this, but once again allows it. Now you sit on top of Levi, straddling his legs and you seductively stare down at him. Then you slowly reel your hand back and punch Levi square in the chest, "I win," you whisper, looking down at him.

"That's because I let you." Levi insists. "That's because you want me," you retort back.

Levi pushes you back off of him and stands up. You laugh as you fall back on your ass and then spring up onto your feet. Levi is walking away in the direction opposite headquarters.

"I win! I win! I win!" You gloat as you follow on his heels.

..

You walk silently for what feels like forever by Levi's side, until you reach a small abandoned cottage by the edge of the woods. Levi leads you up the front step and you start to investigate the wrap-around porch. It would have been perfect for having a cup of tea in the morning before heading off to work and it would be perfect for cuddling up with a blanket, staring up at the stars on a warm evening. You imagine this imaginary life and wonder who left this cottage behind?