Addictive ~Levi x Reader AU~

Chapter 17: Name

**This chapter will contain smut, so if you're not into that, I recommend that you don't read this! If you are into smut, then I hope you enjoy!! :)**

His lips slammed into mine as his body pressed against me, pinning me to the wall. My brain began to spin, my senses tingling to life when his hands found my waist and pulled himself closer to me. His body heat was radiating against me through the fibers of our clothes, making my cheeks flush red. I was at a loss for words. Levi Ackerman, my grumpy English professor at Maria Rose University was in my apartment...pinning me against the wall...kissing me. More than that; he was kissing me as if he was a starved animal who hadn't eaten in a lengthy period of time. It was...intense.

He broke away from me, breathing heavily as his eyes acted like daggers. He glared at me as an intense fire blazed behind his glimmering irises, the corners of his lips drawn up. I panted, my chest rising and falling heavily as his gaze seared my flesh. I assume most people would have been enraged or terrified if something like this happened to them so abruptly, but I wasn't. Something within me needed him to do that to me. I felt strange for it, but comfortable as well.

After a moment or two of our stare off, I breathed, "Professor -"

"Right now I'm not your professor," he growled, shrugging out of his button up shirt and tossing it to the nearby couch. He pinned his arms on either side of my head and leaned in closer, whispering darkly into my ear, "And at the moment you're not my student."

He dug his face into the crook of my neck and began to leave butterfly kisses before lightly digging his teeth into my flesh and sucking. I cocked my head back and let out a gasp, chills of exhilaration darting through my body. I brought my hands up and tangled my fingers in his hair as my body trembled. He moved one of his hands to my bum and gave it a rough squeeze as the other trailed to the small of my back. He continued to kiss and nibble at my neck, moans and groans quietly escaping from him between kisses. He climbed back to my lips and pressed against them, his tongue tracing my lower lip, asking for entrance. I granted him access and opened my mouth. Our tongues began to swirl and dance together as our bodies all but morphed together. I could feel my heart racing against my ribs vigorously as my glasses began to steam from the make out session when he took me by surprise.

He tucked both of his hands behind my thighs and pulled my legs up to his waist, his strong arms cradling me close to his body, never once breaking the steamy kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck, not caring if what was happening was right or wrong; I just needed him. He once again broke the kiss and stared into my eyes. He was panting, his chest rising and falling heavily.

"Where's your bedroom?" he gasped, his stare burning into mine.

I motioned to the end of the hall and panted, "There. Why?"

Without uttering another word, he tightened his grip on me and began to my room. He thrust me down onto the mattress and kicked my door closed behind him. He peeled his white undershirt off, revealing the glory of his solid abdominal muscles. Deep shadows cast by the dim gleam from the stormy sky danced between the valleys of his muscles, making my breath hitch. He crawled over me, slamming his lips against mine once again, the muscles in his arms twitching and flexing to hold himself up. His teeth grazed down on my bottom lip as he gave a gentle tug before pulling away.

"Take off your clothes," he ordered, that metallic stare jabbing at me.

"W-what?" I panicked as a rumble of thunder echoed outside.

"You heard me," he murmured. "Take off your clothes. Or, will I have to do that for you?"

I blinked, my voice trembling as I questioned, "W-what do you mean?"