His Little Brat. {Levi x Reader}

Poison I. (Vampire!Levi x Human!Reader)

-Enjoy! Sorry if it's a little long, I wanted it be a little longer since I've been gone for quite some time. Got to get you guys and myself back into the groove of updating.-

  Your eyelids shut tightly as you feel his lips gliding along the bottom of your chin with lust. He had you pressed up against the cold stone wall behind you, which happened to be covered in green moss. The earthy fragrance of moist bryophytes sent shivers up your back, causing each strand of hair to stand upright. It is a sickeningly aromatic aroma as it keeps your attention away from the sharp fangs that were now resting on surface of your neck. You feel his icy fingers tug at the back of your neck hungrily to expose the area for the utmost precision. His saliva drips off the edge of your collarbone as he salivates with starved lust and his tongue makes contact first. A whimper of arousal slips through your lips, but it's quickly replaced with the strangling sound of a small and helpless squeal as he sinks his own daggers into your porcelain flesh.

  Levi feels your body writhe as pools of warm vital fluid floods his mouth. His eyes roll to the back of his head as he reaches euphoria with every single audible gulp. A part of himself loathes the fact that he was using you for food. It was utterly inhumane and cruel to you, but you fell right into his lap and he did not intend of letting you go without getting scalded by his true nature. After all, it was the only punishment he could give you for falling in love with a monster. He wishes that you would just resist and run away to never return. It may feel amazing now, especially since he starved off for days to restrain himself. But prey was scarce, and he had nothing to feed on but tiny squirrels and rodents. It was a revolting process, but it kept him going without having to rely on your blood. Well, that's what he thought. He finally forces himself to flinch away with a tough gasp. His head spins dangerously as his blood glucose shoots sky high and he has to clench onto the overgrown vines and weeds  on the wall in front of him to steady himself. He licks the remainder of blood that drips down the corner of his mouth until his eyes linger over yours. He instantly tears his gaze away as he hangs his head in shame.

"Sorry," he pants. "I couldn't control myself...again."

  You let a weak sigh through your pale lips before repositioning your stiff neck to an upright position. The crackling of your dry blood on your body is the only sound that can be clearly heard, even your breathing patterns are shallow. Levi's eyes flicker to your face and his eyes widen at the sight of your ashy complexion. Your hands on his hard chest slackens and your knees follow suit as your whole body crumbles. He catches you in his arms with fresh and renewed energy from his blood binge and immediately checks your pulse with his own heart pounding painfully against his ribcage. He finally breathes out as he detected the faintest of pulses against his warm fingertips. It seems like he had gone overboard again, and this didn't just happen once or twice. Every single time he fed on you, you'd either fall gravely ill or just pass out from too much blood loss.

"I'm so sorry."

  After a dreamless slumber, you finally feel yourself returning to reality to find yourself tucked away cozily underneath layers of duvets. Even so, you feel cold and have to draw your arms around your shoulders to avoid losing more body heat. The shivers resumes and the uncomfortable chattering of your teeth clicks against your eardrums. You are back in your room with the fire place crackling warmly as if it were reassuring you of home. The illuminance fluctuates against the high ceiling, and you get immersed into the somewhat irregular patterns of the way the flames moved. Maybe it is due to your dull mortal senses, but you don't even notice the man leaning over your balcony. Perhaps the fireplace was warning you of a stranger, but you don't see Levi in that way. He may have kept you as a hostage for months, but if it weren't for him, you probably wouldn't be alive. After all, you pledged to serve him. Even if he had a kine of humans at his every fingertip, he only feeds on you when absolutely necessary. He mentioned something about your blood being different compared to the rest of his pawns, a concept of 'purity' you never understood.