New Levi x Reader One-shots [Captain-Fan]

Thug!Levi x Reader - Actions - [AU]

Messy locks of hair were thrown back as the dangerous man on top of you sent you over the edge of ecstasy. He was phenomenal at what he did, and it left you eager to be in this position on some other day here in the near future. It felt great like this, this feeling of contentment. Levi Ackerman, the notorious thug in your town, had a tendency to "drop by" your apartment, call it "filthy shit", proceed to clean it, and somehow he'd convince you to make love to him in return for his petty services. You assumed he came here when he needed a place to hide from cops or rival gangs, which normally would be incentive to slam the door in someone's face. However, he made you feel so damn good you nearly anticipated whenever he'd show up and invite himself in. How you allowed yourself to get involved with an ex-convict (who was still doing crimes), was beyond you. You were his social worker for god’s sake! But taking him under your wing had resulted in this dangerous affair, and you weren't exactly sure what to make of it.

    "Feel good?"

Calloused fingers reached next to you nightstand to pull out a cigarette from its carton along with a lighter. The weight of him plopped on top of the pillow next to you, his onyx locks messily sprawled as he proceeded to light up.

    "Of course, you have that bad tendency," you spoke, a tad of sarcasm in your tone.

    "You know I could report your ass and get you fired for this shit."

    "You wouldn't do that."

    "I would if that meant I got to fuck you more."

You became silent at his words, body slightly shifting away from him.

    As professionally horrendous as this was, you were ashamed to say you had grown rather fond of the short and handsome thug. Even with his illicit lifestyle, he always seemed to dress somewhat presentable on top of wearing some knockout cologne that could make your legs spread wide open in a millisecond. And the high he gave you during your sexual endeavors gave you this odd sense of being wanted; of being loved. He always made sure you were satisfied along side him, and the kisses he left on your lips left you completely numb. Levi had killed people, dozens, along side other disgusting crimes; so why was he the one person that gave you butterflies when he noticed your hair cut or called you cute? As much as you held a special place in your heart for him, you knew Levi wanted only one thing from you. Sex. And if he gave you that, his life became ten times easier. Having his assigned social worked not hounding his ass was a great privilege, one you knew he'd take advantage of until his assigned post-prison sessions with you came to a close. But you would let him do this to you, all because of that little flare in your heart whenever he was around.

    "Oi, is something wrong jackass? You're acting so isolated, get your ass over here."

Hesitantly, you rolled yourself close him as he wrapped an arm around your frame. It felt so relaxing to be like this, in the strong arms of your secret lover. The blush on your face was evidence enough for that.

    "Hm? Oh...just thinking is all."

    "What are you thinking about?"

    "Stuff."

    "Bullshit."

    "I'm being serious Levi!"

    "Tell me the real reason or I'll pinch your ass."

    Trying your best to stifle a laugh or a giggle, you gave way to showing your true thoughts, a gleam of concern apparent in your gaze at him. His eyes met yours, harshly demanding the truth without uttering a word. Damn, he always had this type of effect on you.

    "...I just...I don't know. I guess I'm getting attached to you...,"

    A curious brow was raised your way, inquisitive as to what exactly your words meant.

    "Like...you want me to stay here and shit?"

    "Kinda...I don't know...."

You held him closer to you pounding chest, somehow hoping the sentiment would work in your favor.

    "I really like you Levi, even if you are a no good criminal. But, I know you wanna keep this casual so...,"

    "You wanna date and all that shit?"

    "Yeah. But not if you don't have feelings for-"

    "Why do you think I spend so much time here? I may like cleaning but don't you think I'd rather clean my own house? I like spending time with you idiot, get it through your head. I don’t come here just to fuck you. Goddamn, you really think I’m that terrible huh?"

    Things became clearer now than ever, his true intentions finally coming to light. You always did notice how diligently he cleaned your little apartment, and the way he always made your coffee just right after he stayed the night. Whenever there was crime going around, you and your property were always spared, and the people around this part of town had become significantly friendlier with you since he started finding himself in your bed. Even now, when he'd brush a lock of hair out of your face or give you a peck on the lips, it all held an incredible value to Levi. He loved you, even if he wouldn't say it. The answers were right in front of your face the whole time, and it took you this long to realize it.

    Without any more hesitation, you pulled his face down into a tender kiss, more than willing to accept the love he had to offer. His warm chapped lips felt amazing on yours, and once again, you felt yourself growing content. Levi never was a man that was great with words, but his actions told you so much more than empty statements ever could. He could confess for you over and over for hours and hours, only losing his lips and that look in his eyes.

    "So, my midget thug, where will you be taking me on our first date?"

    "I don't know, whatever gets you back here in this bed."

    "Bullshit," you retorted with a calm smile, seeing the lightness in his calm gray eyes.

    "Yeah yeah, whatever. I'd kill for you ya know."

    "Let's not go that far; I can’t have my man going back to prison."

    But you knew he’d take a bullet for you, or stop a moving truck just to make you safe. He would challenge any gang member and beat them to a bloody pulp if it were to defend you. He’d do almost anything for you, and you supposed that that’s what made him so special. And as you saw him lying next to you, so at peace by your side, you could have sworn you saw him, smiling with his eyes.