Ymir's Necklace: The Secret You Hold | Levi x Reader

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LEVI'S POV

Levi looked into your eyes, his gaze wider while  his lips remained parted parted - still enjoying your taste thay lingered on his tongue. While still holding your soft skin with both of his hands, he gazed down at your lips, then slowly back into your eyes. A slight frown marked his thin eyebrows - he felt his body freeze, shivers running down his spine. He couldn't move even if he wanted to, completely paralyzed by the realization: he had never felt that way before, had never experienced such an intense rush than before kissing your lips and holding you tight.

What was it about you, he asked himself, that made him feel this deeply? Were you possibly feeling the same? He felt your hand slowly reaching his jaw, a burning sensation lingered on his skin as your fingers gently pressed themselves on his neck - and there it was, that hungry feeling of longing again, completely overtaking every single thought that ran through his head. He heard your breathing, slow and gentle. He thought about making love to you right there - if he had been able to properly move his body by himself, he would have certainly picked you up and taken you to his bed, ripped every single piece of clothing you were wearing and made you his own. He wouldn't have stopped until you had moaned his name so desperately, that he wouldn't be able to hold back any longer.

Right as he began feeling his body harden, he felt you pulling away from him, quickly picking yourself back up. He looked up at you, now feeling incredibly small and insignificant as you refused to look into his eyes - embarassment evident in your rosed colored cheeks. He wondered what you were thinking, if you were burning for him as intensely as he was burning for you. He asked himself if you felt uncomfortable or were simply shy, if that was the reason as to why you pulled away from his body.

Your lips quivered - a particular expression invaded your eyebrows and eyes. Sadness? Worry? Levi couldn't quite tell. That is, until you spoke.

'You need to get some rest, your surgery is tomorrow', you muttered as your eyes found his.
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evi couldn't help but frown slightly, confused as to what was going on between you two. Why were you feeling so uneasy?

'I...guess so. Don't think I'll get much sleep though', he retorted as he continued to look at yoy. He watched as you nervously looked at your feet, trying to escape his gaze. He wondered why you were pretending as if you two hadn't just kissed so shamelessly, so passionately only minutes prior.

Levi found himself feelimg such a rush of emotions he couldn't quite comprehend - yet, everything seemed so simple around you. So natural. Even when he couldn't quite decode every feeling he was experiencing, a sense of calmness would still run in the background. He just deeply hoped you were not feeling uncertain about him. He hoped that uneasiness was just a reflection of your shyness. How ironic, he thought to himself - throughout his life, he had found immense pride in making people feel uncomfortable. Intimidation had always been his strongest weapon. But that night, he had realized that for the first time in his whole life, the possibility of pushing you away due to his behavior, had become one of his deepest fears.

As he came out of his thoughts, he observee you as you brushed strokes of your hair behind your ear and placed your gaze back onto Levi's pupils. Your lips parted, your cheeks growing more of a crimson red color then. He quietly observed as you forcefully placed a gentle smirk on your lips.

'Then...I would like for you to sleep here tonight, if that's okay', you whispered. Your tone of voice sweet as a beautiful melody. Levi's eyes widened - he didn't expect those words to come out of your mouth at all, and his shocked expression seemed to make you feel tense. There was such an unpredictability to you - he felt shocked and amused simultaneously. His gaze then softened, his lips still curled downward. He quietly nodded and strolled himself closer to your bed, placing himself across your figure and looking up at you, unspokenly asking for your help. He had determined himself not to overthink your wishes, and simply enjoy your desire to share your bed with him. He almost couldn't believe you, but his excitement was clouded by how uneasy the idea of you helping him move truly made him feel.

You quickly ran your fingers across his body, placing both of your arms around his waist, tightening him in a firm embrace. He placed both of his arms over your shoulder, feeling the back of your neck with his fingers. Both of you looked into each others eyes as you gently lifted him upwards, slowly but firmly pulling him into a standing position.

His numb leg laid still over your foot. He grabbed you by your forearms, balancing his body gracefully. You were now facing one another, still looking into each others eyes. He realized this was the first time you'd seen him properly standing up.

He was slightly taller than you - he thought to himself, gently smirking in his head. You then proceeded to place his body onto the bed, delicately helping him pull his legs onto it and place his body horizontally. You joined him, not before removing your long skirt. Your long sweater covered your thighs, not revealing your underwear. Levi observed your legs and found himself lost in the softness of your skin. He had not expected you to take some of your clothes off - not when the kiss you had shared got you so flustered. But he wouldn't ever question it - he felt as if he had unlocked a privelege to you. To your space, to your ideas, to observing your body up close. And he felt unworthy of it.

You slowly turned yourself to your side to face him - your head gently pressed on his shoulder, your hands resting on his chest. Levi continued to observe you as you closed your eyes, feeling your warmth and calmness. He placed his hand on top of yours, feeling as if his skin was on fire from the proximity to you.

Just laying next to you provoked the same lust within him as kissing you - there was something about the intimate nature of just laying next to your body that excited Levi in a way he had never experienced before. Even if he deeply wanted to (and god, did he want to), he didn't need to fuck you. He didn't need to see you naked. He was perfectly content with your presence, with your touch, with your skin against his. He paid attention to every sound coming out of you that night as you lay close to him - every breath, every slight movement. And soon enough, he found himself entranced in your essence; your distinct, sharp, and somehow erotic scent, and the heat provided by your warm, soft skin  aided him into a deeply relaxed state.

And just like that Levi experienced the best sleep he ever had that night.