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Insatiable

Smut, smut, smutty smut, smut. And a little fluff. 😋

-Parks 🖤

The few items Levi kept neatly arranged on his desk were strewn across the floor. In their place lay a partially nude Y/N. Her shirt had been ripped open, allowing her breasts to bounce freely, and her skirt was bunched up around her hips. Each of her legs draped over Levi's arms as he held them open to fuck her. Despite them just having sex the day before, to Levi, it felt like it was the first time in weeks.

Levi watched as Y/N got out of the carriage with Hange behind her. He was overwhelmed with feelings of which he couldn't quite distinguish one from the other. There was an insatiable need to claim her as his own, almost territorial, with so many people so close to Y/N, but that feeling was brief as it was quickly swept away in the torrent of love he felt for her.

There's my wife.

The unbridled, sudden thought was so jarring to Levi that it almost physically knocked him back and out of the mental tempest raging in his mind. It streaked across his thoughts like a shock of lightning, and Anna's question from earlier was the ominous clap of thunder that followed quickly after it.

Would she want to leave? Will she take me with her?

Levi came back from the memory of less than an hour earlier to watch his cock disappear into Y/N's cunt as she sucked him in.

"It's like you were made to take my cock."

Y/N whimpered at his words. She was barely hanging onto this world as Levi fucked her senseless. He had already devoured her and coaxed countless orgasms from her with his fingers and tongue alone. Y/N had long since lost count of her climaxes, and the last coherent thought she had was to note that Levi seemed ravenous tonight. As if he wanted to see how many orgasms it took for her to break.

"You're mine, Y/N," Levi nearly growled the words as if they were a threat.

Yet Y/N only heard the promise in them. A promise that he belonged to her and he had no intention of leaving her. Levi hissed when her pussy clenched around him at his words, offering both confirmation and reciprocation to his feelings, spurring him on.

"Mine, mine, mine," Levi chanted like a prayer.

Y/N reached up and pulled him down to her by the back of his neck to claim him with her mouth. But it was his tongue that dominated hers. The slight change in angle tilted Y/N's hips up just enough to take Levi's cock even deeper. She would have cried out, but Levi had full control of her mouth. He snapped his hips forward pistoning directly to her sensitive spot, and Y/N had to break away from the kiss to scream his name as she came again.

Levi relented her mouth but only in exchange for her nipple. He gently pulled the peak between his teeth and sucked while his tongue flicked over the hardening bud. The pain from his suckling outlined her pleasure with sharp edges. His hips never stopped their exalting devotion of Y/N. Of all the gods, she was his patron deity.

Her fingers carded through his hair and twisted around the strands, pulling it taut.

"Mmm-ah!" Levi popped off her nipple to arch his head back towards her fingers and let out a moan of his own.

Even as his head was tilted up by her grasp, he still managed to look down at her to cast all his love over her body like the sun coming out from behind the clouds. His pupils were blown, and his lips parted enough to allow a path for his panting to escape.

"Marry me," Levi grunted as he buried himself to the hilt. It didn't really sound like a question. More of a declaration.

Y/N was hardly coherent enough to process those two little words. She admired him through mostly closed eyes. The love of my life.