Levi x Reader Oneshots

Always Together (Father!Levi x Mother!Reader)

Author's Note: Requested by @Anti-Homework.
For the sake of the story, your daughter's name will be denoted as (D/N).

There was nothing in the Underground city to boast about. There was nothing special about the wretched place that caged the lives of many unfortunate souls. And while the city had daunting buildings withering from the ground up, crumbling from the ceiling to the walls, with streets tormented by hoodlums killing each other mercilessly, a source of light had always managed its way through the thick turns and bends of alleyways.

It gathered into the palm of his hands and reflected their glow around you, even if you hadn't known it yet.

It was there, and it had always been since your worlds collided- glowing, gleaming, and shining all around him like the sun was caged within his ribs.

A heavy weight had settled onto the ravenette's chest; a dagger placed dauntingly close to the vulnerable flesh of his throat. His adam's apple bobbed up and down, his arms laid out, weak and immobile.

You held him in place, your own breaths sounding as if the next would be your last. The feeling of the knife's handle consumed your touch. Whispers from death flowed into your ears.

Your eyes bored into his grey hues, holding him in your control with all your might. Then, with a startle, you leaned your lips near his ear. The slight graze of them upon his skin sent a shivering feeling to run along his skin- and he realized with agonizing fault that he wanted more of it.

More of you.

"I'll fuck you up if you try stealing from me again" you warned lowly. You pulled away, the tip of the dagger pressed just a sliver away. "I swear it."

Then, as if it had never happened, Levi's chest felt lighter, giving him way to breath, well...not until it was taken again when you had struck his side.

The young man staggered his way up, the palm of his scarred hands on the sharp edges of withered stone. He should've been mad- downright vengeful from the taste of absolute humiliation... but his eyes....his eyes widened and his breath slowed.

As you turned the corner, out of sight with a face as youthful as it could ever be, he wondered, with all that he had, if he would ever see you again.

For what a woman you were... You had captivated his heart. And neither he nor you, ever knew it.

———

His hands traveled up the side of your torso, under your shirt as the other held the back of your head. Your eyes closed, your nose scrunched up. Hands dug deep into his hair, trying to suppress a moan.

Levi, as you had grown to learn, kissed the skin under your jaw, slowly caressing your chest as his lips trailed down to your collarbone.

You twitched, unfamiliar with the feeling. You wondered many times how hands could ever be so gentle. How they could will itself not to harm and kill.

Levi enjoyed your eyes, a gaze so alluring he felt his lips starving- his throat parched. But more than that, more than anything combined, he was afraid.

Soon, clothes were discarded on creaking boards, with bodies glistened slick with sweat. Heat pooled like whirlpools below, as two bodies held each other close.

Hot breaths were shared, kisses were painted on skin like works of art- marked by souls starved of love. Saliva coated across swollen, famished lips, and most of all, a tender love was shared.

And on that very night, life was born, under the shabby home of the raven-haired criminal.

———

The day was warm and grueling, extremely tiring for those youthful faces upon the training grounds. It didn't help that due to high mortality rates within the last two expeditions, superiors were doubling their training. This meant greater extensive workout regimens.