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Chapter 10

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Ok so here is part 2 of the smutty chapter. There will be more to come further on in the story. Its just getting to them now.

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Warnings:
Explicit smut
Bondage
Edging
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He smiled against her back, fingers taking a hold of her knickers at the side as he inched them down slightly. Illyria froze, shock, fear and embarrassment taking over her momentarily. Levi paid her no mind, focusing solely on the task at hand as he brought the fabric down over her bruised cheeks, stopping just at the crease where her ass met her thigh. Her entire ass exposed to him now, but he made sure he stopped just short of revealing anything else, no matter how much he wanted it.

With both of his hands he gripped the back of her thighs roughly, giving a hard squeeze and Illyria whined. She could feel other parts of her being pulled open as he fondled her legs roughly. His right hand lifted and delivered a sharp blow to her right cheek, once, twice, three times and she gasped every time. She swallowed, her throat dry and coarse. Levi’s talented fingers dragged over her stinging skin with an ethereal touch, stroking and tickling the skin he had just abused.

Illyria bit her lip hard enough to draw blood when she felt his hot breath against her overly tender skin, and almost lost herself completely when she felt his lips press tentatively against her. His hands moving down her mounds to instead stroke the back of her thighs as his lips moved across her ass, tongue gliding teasingly along. Illyria let out a strangled cry, the feeling so pleasurable it was almost completely overpowering. Levi rubbed his thumbs into her thighs as he blew gently against the patch of skin he had just licked, causing the little bit of air that was left in Illyria’s lungs to be forced out in a startled breath. The cool air stimulating her heated flesh felt out of this world. Pleased with her reaction, Levi continued, leaving not an inch of her battered skin untouched by his mouth, all the while, his thumbs caressed her inner thighs, every so often rubbing just a little bit higher up, drawing just that little bit closer to her dripping core.

Illyria was a shivering mess under his touch. Her eyes filling with unshed tears of agonising pleasure, starting to breathe at an unsteady rate again. A part of her never wanted this to end, another part of her wasn’t sure how much more she could endure, and an even bigger part of her demanded more.

The soft touches of Levi’s lips and caresses of his tongue took her breath away. He would throw in the occasional slap here and there, before his lips would seek out the skin he had just attacked and she would moan loudly, adjusting to the new sensations he evoked from her. He took his time in his torture, not wanting to rush anything, preferring to make sure every inch of her creamy skin was given fair treatment. He was so thorough in every action, so precise.

Illyria felt his thumb glide a little closer to her soaking pussy and her breathing hitched noticeably. Biting her lip she pressed her forehead against the desk. She was desperate for him to touch her again. Levi must have noticed her action because he paused what he was doing. She could feel his lips stretch into a smile against her skin but she really didn’t care, he had every right to be smug right now so there was no point in getting irritated about it. Levi ran this thumb back and forth slowly over her thigh, noting how she shivered beautifully. His digit brushed against her moist underwear, her thighs slick from excitement.

Illyria subconsciously arched her back a little, her body trying to get the contact it desperately wanted without her knowledge. The action however, did not go unnoticed by Levi. He chuckled.

“Are you alright there, Light? You look like you might need something.” Illyria blushed profusely. Her humiliation reaching an all time high but so was her lust. A part of her didn’t care how mortifying it was to be in this situation, with her captain, didn’t care how much she enjoyed it, and that part of her was at breaking point.

“Sir... please...” she panted through breaths. Her hands that were bound behind her back had lost all feeling as they had gripped into tight fists. Levi stroked her rear with his left hand, right hand stilling its movements on her inner thigh as he listened attentively to her soft pleads. He kissed the base of her spine, moving up her back slowly.

“Please what, cadet? Tell me what it is you want.” Illyria groaned softly, fingers flexing and cunt tightening at his words. She was gone. Lost in a lust filled haze, her mind not functioning correctly in her stupor.

“Levi please... please touch me...” Levi clenched his jaw. He hadn’t expected her to actually say it out loud. And certainly hadn’t expected it to have the sort of reaction on him that it did. He took a deep, slow breath, grasping onto the last few strings of his self control and gave his head a quick shake. He wanted her. He wanted to take her right there and then. But not until he was sure, not until she actually asked him for it, begged him for it.

“I am touching you, Light.” He commented, amusement in his voice. Illyria groaned in frustration, head banging again on the desk and he chuckled playfully, nipping at the lobe of her ear, both his arms holding himself over her back, body just brushing hers.

“Ah... not... there...” she hissed, tilting her head to the side, allowing Levi more access to her neck. Her eyes were shut in pleasure, Levi wrapped his right hand around her throat, giving a teasing squeeze as his mouth attacked the left side of her neck. He pressed soft kisses against the skin, feeling her pulse quicken, tongue lapping up her pulse point until it got to her ear where he nipped again, a bit more forcefully than last time.

“Then where, Light?” without thinking Illyria forced herself to stand on her tiptoes, pressing her ass out and rolling her hips back against the captain, trying to convey her want. Levi was impressed with her boldness and chuckled darkly against her skin, secretly more than enjoying the feel of her body pressed against his. His hand moved from her throat, down her back and slid around to her stomach, pulling her away from the desk only slightly, just enough for him to slide his hand between her clothed crotch and the desk.

“Oh, do you mean here cadet?” his finger dragged teasingly down her covered slit, brushing over her clit and down to her entrance before he pulled it back again, repeating the movement several times. Illyria fell completely weak. Knees buckling, eyes fluttering shut, head dropping against the desk, releasing a guttural moan as Levi’s finger gave her such intense pleasure. Levi felt his digit quickly become wet with her warm juices as he continued to stroke her through her knickers, her pussy twitching pleasingly against his finger. Illyria moaned and panted without restraint, all shame thrown out the window at the incredible feeling. She rocked her hips back, rolling them against his hand and he smiled against her neck, teeth clamping mercilessly around the flesh at her neck as his left hand gave a rough squeeze to her hip, forcing her to be still.

“Do you like that, Light?” His voice was low, teasing her. Illyria could do nothing but whimper underneath him.

“Answer me, brat.” He hissed, moving the hand at her hip to quickly deliver a sharp smack to her ass, tearing a strangled moan from her throat, eyes rolling in ecstasy. She nodded her head quickly, resting her head against the desk.

“Y-yes sir...” she panted out. Levi smirked, letting his hand tangle in her hair as his lips kissed the back of her neck, the hand between her legs never relenting in their motions.

“Do you want more?” he whispered. Illyria bit her lip, repressing another moan. God she wanted more, her body was begging for more, begging for it all. She nodded her head, a hint of embarrassment starting to creep back in. Levi watched her carefully, thrilled that she was finally surrendering to him.

“Tell me what you want, cadet.” He slipped his fingers inside her knickers, immediately seeking out her clit which he located with ease. She was so hot, so wet for him. The skin on skin contact made Illyria see stars and she threw her head back in euphoria, releasing an animalistic moan as Levi played with her swollen clit.

“Fuck... Levi... please...” she began gyrating her hips again, unable to control herself from bucking against his hand.

“Please what? Say it.” He hissed, fingers giving a soft pinch to her clit in warning, indicating he was running low on patience. Illyria screamed. Having never felt anything like that before in her life and Levi clasped his other hand over her mouth aggressively.

“Shut your mouth Light, don’t make me gag you.” He threatened, fingers resuming their softer motions and she groaned against his hand, eyes closing again, cunt twitching and he scoffed.

“What, you like the idea of that too? You are pure filth.” He smirked, releasing her mouth as his speed in between her legs increased slightly. Illyria moaned softly, trying to control herself as best as she could, but with Levi doing such amazing things to her body she was finding it difficult. The pressure in her groin was building. She was so fucking close.

“Hm. Maybe next time. Right now, I want you to tell me what you want.” He slowed the motions of his hand again, making Illyria lose her stride, his voice sending shivers down her spine. She banged her head softly against the desk again, frustrated that her impending orgasm was fading away and he brought his other hand back to slap her thigh, reminding her there were other matters to deal with.

“Last chance Light, before I leave you in this state.” He slowly pulled away, the warmth of his hand leaving her and her eyes shot open, panic gripping her again. He wouldn’t... would he? She tried to move against Levi, turning her head to almost face him before he grabbed her hair and forced her head to the desk, ignoring the soft thump.

“No Levi, please... don’t...” Levi smirked but didn’t speak, waiting patiently. He released her hair, dragging the tips of his fingers down her spine and over the soft mounds of her ass, slipping his fingers back in between her legs, tips just barely brushing against her flesh. Illyria needed more. She needed to feel him against her again, his teasing would not satisfy for much longer.  He lowered his head, lips grazing her skin as his tongue followed the path his fingers had taken previously. Stopping when he reached her rump, Levi gently placed his lips to a particularly sore looking welt on her cheek and touched it with the tip of his tongue, making Illyria jump from shock.

“Do you need some encouragement, Light?” he teased, his finger gliding torturously over the swollen bud between her legs. She arched her back. She couldn’t take this anymore. Her whole body hurt, she was desperate for a release. She wasn’t thinking straight right now, all she could think about was Levi and how good he was making her feel, and she needed more.

“Levi please... please...” she could barely get her words out, her breathing erratic and heart thumping in her chest. His fingers against her clit the only thing she was focusing on, providing her with such a sweet feeling.

“Go on...” his whispered words of encouragement reaching her ears finally made her snap.

“Fuck me... please... please fuck me, Levi.” Levi faltered. He had certainly not expected that to come from her mouth. He had expected her to ask for more, tell him that she wanted him to touch her, at the very most he had expected her to tell him that she wanted to come. But he did not expect those words to leave her perfect mouth. He grit his teeth, hissing slightly as the words had an immediate effect on him, his self control shattering into a million pieces at those words. The logical part of his brain was bellowing at him to stop this now. Things had already gone too far, he had already overstepped the boundary with this woman, taken things to a whole other level. But the lust that had been growing steadily in him, the desire, demanded he continue, demanded he give her exactly what she wanted, what he deep down wanted. He had already overstepped the mark, may as well go all out now. And that was the side that reigned supreme.

Levi grabbed the sides of Illyria’s knickers, pulling them down to her ankles in one swift movement. The sight of her soaking wet pussy finally coming into view. He half expected her to shy away, to try and shield herself from his eyes, but she did nothing, focusing entirely on steadying her breathing. The woman beneath him looked absolutely stunning. Bent over his desk, legs spread, sore, bruised and bloodied from a thorough spanking, eyes completely clouded with lust, face flushed, hair mused, cunt glistening with want. It was enough to take his breath away.

He reached forward again, continuing to stimulate the bundle of nerves between her legs as his other hand reached for the front of his trousers. Illyria trembled under his fingers, losing herself completely, nothing mattered anymore, except this feeling. Levi focused on what he was doing as he freed his cock from the confines of his pants. Very much aware how close he was to bringing the woman to release before slowing his actions, allowing her orgasm to fade completely before bringing her back to the edge. Illyria moaned and groaned and bucked her hips underneath him, trying to force his hand to her own liking but failing every time. Levi chuckled, his slickened finger moving to her dripping entrance as he pressed his finger deep inside her. Her eyes squeezed shut at the intrusion, fingers clenching again into fists behind her back as Levi’s thin finger found her g-spot instantly, stroking it with his finger in a ‘come here’ motion. Her breathing stopped for a moment, the sensation blinding her into a stupor.

“Not yet, cadet. You don’t get to come that quickly.” She pressed her forehead against the desk, sweat trickling down her neck. She was burning up. Levi moved closer to her, pressing a gentle kiss to the middle of her back as he stood behind her. She felt his hot cock slide against her thigh, quickly becoming coated in her juices. Levi removed his finger, dragging the moistened  digits over his painfully hard dick. His eyebrows furrowed in relief at the pleasurable sensation, his aching cock begging for attention. Gripping his cock firmly he pressed his tip against Illyria’s entrance. She swallowed his tip greedily, engulfing him in a scorching, wet, tight heat. Levi’s left hand gripped tightly at her hip, nails digging into the soft skin, his strangled gasp lost in Illyria’s own guttural moan. He hissed, trying to control himself.

Steadying himself he gave a small thrust forward, making Illyria whimper beneath him before he slowly pulled back, teasing her for what was to come. Illyria rolled her hips back, desperate to have him fill her straight away, trying to force herself down onto the entire length of his cock. The captain anticipated the action and quickly pulled away, administering a sharp slap to her ass as punishment. She half moaned and half growled in a mix of frustration and pleasure.

“Levi, please...” she begged him, all pride cast aside, wanting nothing more than to feel him buried deep inside her. Levi reached into her hair, giving a sharp tug back as he brought his body over hers, teeth biting savagely into the pulse point on her neck, brutally thrusting his hips forward and sheathing himself fully inside her.

A wave of pain tinted euphoria washed through Illyria. Levi’s teeth pinching into her neck, his hand fisting in her hair as he buried his diamond hard cock deep inside her, causing her to cry out without restraint. He pulled his hips back and snapped them forwards again, setting a brutal pace as he fucked her, hard and fast over his desk. He filled her so entirely, stretching her tight walls painfully, not relenting for a moment. Levi’s breathing was slightly shaky against her skin, his soft moans a clear indication that he was enjoying this just as much as she was.

She thought how she had never heard him sound so perfect as he did right now. What she wouldn’t give to see him come undone for her. He slammed into her again, his cock banging ruthlessly against her g-spot on every thrust. After a moment his speed decreased slightly, his hips becoming more of a gentle roll than a violent jolt. She felt her orgasm slipping away again and growled, attempting to thrust her hips back but he grabbed hold of her hips, pinning her to the desk and ceasing her movements.

She felt his hand release her hair, moving to slide in between her legs as his finger began to dance over her clit again, as he eased back into her at an agonisingly slow pace. Tears of pleasure welled in her eyes as she let out a chorus of moans and pants, gasping when he rolled her clit between his thumb and forefinger, increasing pressure every time.

“You want to come, Light?” Levi’s voice penetrated the air like a knife, slicing through the thick atmosphere as if it were butter. Illyria’s eyes fluttered shut as he entered her again, softly and slowly, making the pressure build in her abdomen.

“Yes...” she whispered, her own voice full of want, quaking as she rasped out her response. Levi smirked. She was getting bolder with each passing second. Her longing overshadowing her embarrassment.

“Yeah? Beg for it.” His command made her shiver with excitement. He rolled his hips again, pressing his lips against the deep red mark he had left on her neck, tongue caressing the bruised skin before his lips dragged down and his teeth found a new patch of skin to abuse. He gave a sharp thrust as he bit her skin again and Illyria cried out, throwing her head back, her entire body stiffening. Levi practically growled into her neck, feeling her cunt clench around him, making him struggle to keep his composure.

He rolled his hips again. Illyria couldn’t keep up, the quick changes of pace driving her crazy. She was so close, and then he would do something to make her orgasm fade. He would allow her to teeter on the edge of climax for a few seconds before forcing it further away from her, only to build her back up again... it was the most amazing torture Illyria had ever felt.

“Come on Illyria, be a good girl.” Levi whispered sultrily into her ear as he rolled his hips again, slowly sheathing his cock inside her heat and rolling her clit between his fingers. Illyria snapped. Hearing him whisper her name like that undoing her completely.

“Fuck Levi, please! Please, fuck me... please!” her voice broke a little as she all but screamed her request and Levi moaned gently, hearing her like that making his cock twitch with excitement.

“Good, that’s a good start Illyria.” He whispered as he picked up the pace, abandoning her clit and grabbing both sides of her hips firmly, slamming into her with unprecedented power. Illyria choked on a loud moan, spluttering incoherent words as he continued his ruthless pounding with unmatched speed. Illyria didn’t even try to hold back her moans of ecstasy anymore, far too wrapped up in the insane pleasure her captain was giving her. Levi straightened himself, one hand clutching her hip while the other gripped her wrists at the base of her back, holding her in place firmly as he continued to smash into her.

Illyria felt that familiar feeling of release start building back up again. She moaned louder, panting Levi’s name like a mantra, urging him to continue. Her whole body was alive with sensation. Tingling, burning, aching, throbbing, from where Levi had pulled her hair right down to her burning calves that were seizing up from the uncomfortable position she was in. She felt incredible.

“Levi... I-I’m... I’m...” she couldn’t get her words out, her mind completely taken over, Levi’s unrelenting thrusts knocking the air out of her lungs. Levi smirked, putting her fragmented sentence together and he released her hip, grabbing her hair again and pulling roughly, snapping her neck back. The position was painful on her neck and she could barely breathe, but that just made the whole experience better for Illyria.

“Close are you, Light?” for the briefest of seconds Illyria was certain he was going to deny her another orgasm from the tone in his voice, but he didn’t slow down, he continued and she was overcome with relief.

“Please...” she whimpered, begging him to not take this away from her again. Begging for him to keep going, to let her finish. She was desperate. Levi shuddered slightly, he was hitting his peak, he needed this too. He chuckled a little, bringing his head back down over Illyria’s body and nipping at the shell of her ear.

“Please? Are you asking for permission, Light?” he teased. Illyria swallowed, nodding her head frantically, not giving a shit right now how pathetic she was being. She needed this and she needed it right now. Levi kissed the shell of her ear, his breath tickling her and sending delightful shivers down her back.

“Good girl.” He growled, making Illyria groan loudly, he sounded fucking incredible. Her pussy twitched at the sound of his deep, silky voice praising her as his cock ploughed into her again and again. Her breathing was hard and laboured, she could barely catch her breath with Levi pulling her head back the way he was. But she didn’t care because she was so close.

“Come for me.” He purred and Illyria couldn’t have refused even if she had wanted to. Hearing her captain whisper those words to her, right in her ear forced her over the edge. Her entire body stiffened, eyes closing in bliss, her core pulsating sporadically as wave after wave of pleasure surged through her. A breathy cry ripped from her throat, followed by a string of curses mixed with Levi’s name, her frame convulsed, every nerve in her body that had been stimulated so vigorously grateful for the relief it was finally given.

Levi felt her shatter through her orgasm, her tight walls clamping down unforgivingly around his hard cock, contracting periodically. The overwhelming feeling forced him into his own climax and he groaned loudly as he came hard, burying himself deep inside the woman beneath him, his own body shivering from the delicious feeling, legs threatening to buckle. His thrusting became less violent as he dragged out his euphoria, milking himself inside Illyria’s beautiful heat. He let out a long, shaky, satisfied breath as he stilled, finally releasing Illyria’s hair and using both of his shaky arms to hold his body up over hers, resting his forehead for a second in between her sweat slicked shoulder blades.

Illyria didn’t have the energy to hold her head up anymore, her neck hurt. As soon as Levi released her hair she let her head drop onto the desk and gasped, trying to get air back into her burning lungs. She swallowed, her throat was so dry. After a moment, she felt Levi straighten himself up.

“Don’t move.” He instructed, reaching for her wrists and finally untying her. Illyria couldn’t wait for her arms to be free again, she was in a lot of pain. Both of her arms had gone completely dead, she couldn’t feel her hands. Levi gave a sharp tug, the fabric finally slipping from her wrists and both her arms fell to her side. Levi pulled back, finally pulling out of her and she sighed softly, already missing the feeling. She licked her dry lips and closed her eyes, pressing her cheek to the desk as exhaustion started to take over her. She felt totally drained. She shivered, feeling very cold all of a sudden now that Levi was not as close and she frowned a little, taking a deep breath. 

A sudden, unexpected softness between her legs made her eyes open slowly. She was far too drained to move to see what Levi was doing but she quickly concluded she really didn’t care. She was vaguely aware that Levi was cleaning her, tenderly wiping away the mixed fluids between her legs and she blushed. Feeling incredibly self conscious all of a sudden, even despite what they had just done. But she had no desire to stop him right now.

When Levi was finished, his fingers gently caressed the fresh bruises on her ass and thighs, his lips coming down to gently kiss a few random spots on her skin and she allowed her eyes to shut again, enjoying the gentle touches from him.

“Can you stand?” his voice broke through her tired, foggy brain and she gave a soft sigh. She really wasn’t sure if she could stand, and was pretty convinced she could not walk, but she was sure she really didn’t want to move right now.

Levi stood, hands gently taking Illyria by the shoulders and carefully helping her into an upright position. Slowly she opened her eyes, looking at the raven haired man. He could see she was dazed, struggling to keep herself standing so he quickly picked her up bridal style, making sure his arm cupped the back of her knees to avoid her still very sore skin. He lifted her and began walking, her arms instantly came and wrapped loosely around his neck. She let out a soft whimper as she lay her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes again.

Levi lay the stunned cadet down on his bed, covering her with the duvet and her eyes fluttered open again, looking at him and frowning slightly in confusion.

“Levi...” she whispered. His gaze was soft as he held her stare, waiting patiently for her to continue. When she seemed like she wasn’t going to say anything else he stroked the back of her hand softly.

“Get some rest, Light.” She frowned slightly, her fingers gripping tiredly onto the ones that were running along the back of her hand.

“Will you stay with me a while?” she asked her eyes closing in exhaustion. Levi’s eyes narrowed slightly, unsure of the next course of action. There were many reasons why he should leave, but also many reasons why he should stay. He grit his teeth and shifted, lying down beside the auburn haired woman and staring at the ceiling. Illyria gave a soft smile, feeling the captain settle beside her and she turned to face him, reaching out and resting a hand on his chest. She was far too drained to even attempt to move closer to him, so settled for just resting her hand on his chest, feeling his heartbeat beneath. Nervous of the contact, Levi reached up and gently took her wrist, ready to move her hand away if she moved again, but she didn’t. He looked at her wrist, noticing there were angry looking marks on her skin from where he had tied her up, and released her, allowing her to rest her hand on his chest.

Illyria let out a content sigh, happy enough with the subtle contact from her captain and felt herself succumbing to sleep, giving in to her fatigue.

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