Something Like Love ~ Nate Parker smut/imagine

Levi ~ Something Like Love P8 *SMUT*

"Fuck, Levi," you moaned, trying to be quiet. He placed a hand over you mouth, gently, and used his other hand to guide your hips as you bounced on him. 

"In any other situation, I'd love to hear you scream my name. But not right now." Levi gasped, tilting his head back onto the couch--you and Nate's couch. 

What am I doing? You thought. Levi just came over to see if we needed anything. And this is what you needed? 

But still, you craved how different he was from Nate. He was taller, broader, his breath felt different against your skin. His hands felt different against your body. 

You felt a knot in the bottom of your stomach, and your whole body began to tingle with anticipation. "Levi," you whimpered into his hand. 

Levi nodded and pushed his hips up the best he could from a sitting position. "Hold on for a second, baby," he gasped, trying to catch up with you.

You shook your head and whimpered. "I can't," you moaned, bouncing harder still. 

"Go," Levi instructed, and you both let go at the same time. Your nails dug into his shoulders, and his hand tightened over your mouth to the point of pain.

"God damn," Levi gasped after your highs had faded. "Are you this violent with Nate? I'm gonna have bruises."

You didn't answer. You just put your head on his shoulder and let his arms wrap around you. 

"Are you going to tell Nate?" Levi asked after a while. 

"I don't know if I can," you choked on your own words, feeling queasy just thinking about it.

Levi nodded and placed a small kiss on your cheek. For right now, he understood.

[Okay, so this was the only way I could think to start this up again. Don't hate meh.]