Levi's POV
I squeeze my body pillow tightly, the firmness of it more satisfying than anything. I yawn as I wrap my leg around the length of the pillow, too comfortable to move. I frown for a minute, realizing I don't have a body pillow in my bedroom, especially not one this comfortable.
I open my eyes and my blood flow freezes. My jaw slacks open and I push myself away from the large, blonde man I was just sprawled on. I shriek, as I underestimated the size of this damn bed, and fall to the floor. A loud thud has the man jolting awake, a blanket draped over what I really hope isn't his naked body.
The alcohol from last night hits me and my head throbs from both a hangover and adrenaline rush. I scramble away from the man and stand up using the support of a wooden dresser.
"Woah, calm dow-" He begins, standing up and beginning to walk over to me.
I look behind me and spot a box cutter, and in a flash I have it out in front of me threateningly.
"Stay back." I demand, trying to seem intimidating but it's not all that easy when this man towers over me.
"Where am I-" I grab my head in agony as another wave of alcohol hits me, as well as a memory.
I laugh with Hanji as they hand me yet another drink, and I know I'll hate myself in the morning. There's a blonde man, a friend of Hanji's, he's been partying with us all night. Safe to say, he's about as drunk as I am.
I stumble a little and fall back onto him, he catches me and doesn't even fall back. I laugh a little, the alcohol affecting the walls I built, and turn around to face him.
He stares at me, a look filled with love and passion. A look you wouldn't expect to see from a stranger. I don't know what came over me, maybe it was the thrill of finally being looked at, or maybe it was the alcohol, but I kissed him.
It didn't register at first, not until he kissed back. Not until he pulled back and discretely led me out of the party and called an uber. Not until we arrived at his house and I took my clothes off, crashing my back against his soft bed.
Because generally, none of it mattered. Not when he was kissing me with those soft lips..
I snap out of the memory quickly, not willing to relive the idiocy of what I did last night. I realize he's right in front of me as he softly grabs my wrist and slowly removes the box cutter from my hands. He guides me back to the bed and sits me down, running his fingers through his hair.
"I uh..I'm sorry. I wasn't in the right state of-"
"It's okay. I overreacted. I'm at just as much fault as you are." I cut him off, putting my head in my hands.
"You're Hanji's friend, correct?" He asks, his tone sparking something in me.
"Uh, yeah."
"Do you want me to call her? Maybe they can pick you up." He offers, his fingers running along me chin. He guides my face to look at him and cups my cheek in his hand.
"Listen, I'm not the type of guy to have one night stands. I understand what happened last night wasn't intentional, but I can't just let you out of my life so easily now. I..I wanna give you my number." He says, eyes sparkling and all.
This bastard. How dare he look so handsome and charming and offer me such an offer? I bet he tricks all his one night stands like this, makes them think he loves them and then just dumps the little whore. But not me- I'm not like them.
"Okay. Write your number down, I'll add you later." I reply.
Huh.
-~
"Dammit Levi! How could you be so irresponsible??" Moblit lectures while Hanji forces me to give them a high-five.
"I'm sorry! I don't know what I was doing."
"It is completely unlike you to participate in a one night stand!" He yells, opening the backseat door for me to climb into his car.
"You're right, I'm sorry." I apologize as I caress the paper with Erwin's number scribbled on it. I look into his bedroom window one last time to see his smiling face, and I feel so...at peace.
We pull out of the driveway and I catch a glimpse of him waving, and I subtly wave back. I look back and tune Moblit out as he rants more, I close my eyes and lay back against the seat. A wave of memories washes over me again.
"Fuck!" I moan as he rolls his hips into me. I'm a damn mess right now, one leg is on his shoulder with my sock hanging halfway off my damn foot. My other leg is wrapped tightly around his waist, his hand keeping it in place.
My hair is sprawled about, my body flushed red and sweat dripping down my face. And I wouldn't mind, if only this damn blonde drilling into me didn't look so fucking perfect. He looks so well put together, meanwhile I'm over here looking like a damn tornado ran through me.
A swirl of emotions overtake my mind as he moans, praising my body and chanting my name. Where he learned my name? I have no idea. I don't even remember his name. All I know is that I definitely don't want this to end anytime soon. I know my wish won't be granted as I feel the heat pool in the pit of my stomach, but I try to hold back.
He grips my waist harshly, his hands forming there in red marks. I try to hold in my noises, but he isn't having any of it and grabs ahold of my throbbing cock. He jacks it tightly and I scream. I fucking scream. A noise I've never made in my life.
He chuckles in satisfaction until his face morphs into pure pleasure.
"Fuck Levi, I'm gonna cum."
"Me-me too.." I stammer.
I come first, white strands painting my stomach as I toss my head and arch my back. He pulls out and jerks himself off impossibly fast until he releases all over my chest.
We pant for a while, the alcohol still affecting me greatly. I think he might of sobered up a little, as he has no problem picking me up and taking me to his bathroom, but I'm too pleasured to give a damn. He cleans the sweat and cum off of us both and puts my boxers back on before setting us in bed. I pass out before I know it.
I blush wildly as I remember every detail of him. I run my fingers through my messy hair and grumble, set on taking a shower as soon as I get home.
This is gonna be a long day.
part 2? 🤔
