Levi Ackerman x Reader Short SMUT 18+ This is the first smut I wrote, be easy on me

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The way his lips move against yours is so sensual and passionate that it almost feels like he is a man starved, desperate to taste your soul. Your tongue runs along his lower lip, asking for entrance.

You both break apart for air, a string of saliva connecting your lips breaks. Your face is flushed, and you pant heavily as you look at him, his hair is disheveled, and his lips are slightly swollen. His hand snakes under your shirt cupping one of your breasts through the fabric of your bra, squeezing the soft flesh and brushing his thumb over your nipple. You moan softly, arching your back into his touch.

You grab the waistband of his pants and tug him closer. He gets the hint and spins you around, so your front is pressed against the desk, bending you over slightly slipping it beneath the skirt of your dress and stroking the inside of your thighs. He then moves his hand to cup your cunt, rubbing circles on your clit, which is already slick with arousal. You buck your hips, silently begging him to enter you.

You whimper as his fingers enter you, curling and moving inside you. Your mind goes blank, and you bite your lip as you try to hold back your moans.

"Fuck, you're so beautiful." He groans, thrusting his fingers in and out. You pressed you ass into his dick feeling how hard it is. "I'm not the only one who's needy, huh?”

"Please," you beg, looking over your shoulder at him.

"What do you want, (Y/N)?"

"Please fuck me," you whimper.

"Please, Levi." You beg.

He removes his fingers, licking them clean before unbuttoning his pants. He pushes them down, freeing his erection.

He pulls you closer and enters you slowly, his cock stretching you. You moan as he fills you completely, causing him to cover your mouth with his hand. "Shh, we can't let them hear us." Levi whispered; his breath hot on her neck. A shiver ran down her spine at the sensation. You're so close to the edge that it's almost painful, but his thrusts are so perfect that you can't help but enjoy them. You're practically bouncing off his dick, but he keeps the pace steady and consistent. You're almost there, but he keeps you from going over the edge, holding your orgasm hostage. You feel your muscles starting to tense up as the pressure builds. You bite down on your lower lip, trying to stifle the moans that are trying to escape.

 "Come for me, (Y/N)," he whispers. "I want to feel you."

"I'm so close, Levi," you gasp. "I'm gonna..."

"Do it," he growls.

His words are all you need to push you over the edge. Your entire body tenses as your orgasm hits you like a ton of bricks. Your inner walls contract around his dick, squeezing him tightly as you ride out your orgasm. Levi picked up his pace, he muffled your screams with his hand as he pounds into you. His cock is hitting all the right spots and your toes curl in pleasure.

He removes his hand from your mouth, moving it to cup your breasts, his fingers teasing your nipples. His thrusts become more erratic as his own orgasm approaches.

"Fuck, (Y/N). I'm gonna cum."

"Come for me, Levi."

His cock twitches inside you and he groans, his hips stuttering as he empties himself into you.

"Fuck." He mutters.

Your name falls from his lips like a prayer, a breathless sigh of pleasure.

He pulls out of you, panting.

Levi Ackerman x Reader Postwar Short Fluff On the farmhouse porch, you sat surrounded by your painting supplies, your brush delicately stroking colors onto the canvas. Perched upon a hill, the farmhouse offered a stunning view of the surrounding fields that you love to paint. Your baby bump was quite noticeable, and you occasionally paused to gently rub your swollen stomach. Levi's shoes crunched on the gravel path as he made his way up the hill to where you were sitting. His gaze lingered on the painting. "Looks beautiful," he commented. You smiled, setting your brush down. "You're back early," you observed, noting the numerous bags and items he began to unload. "Looks like you’ve raided the entire store." "Only the essentials," he joked, straightening up with a playful grin. "We’ve got to be prepared, right?" "I guess you’re right," you agreed softly, your hand finding his. "Do you ever imagine what it’ll be like?" "All the time," he admitted. "Teaching them to ride a horse, watching them run around here..." "Painting with them," you added, squeezing his hand. "I can’t wait to see you teach them how to clean, though." Levi chuckled. "That's non-negotiable. They're going to learn how to clean properly. No child of mine is going to live in filth." He squeezed your hand reassuringly and planted a gentle kiss on your forehead. "I almost forgot—I've got something special to show you," he added, his voice tinged with excitement. He dug through one of the bags and finally pulled out a wrapped package, handing it to you. "Go on, open it," he encouraged, his eyes bright with anticipation. You carefully unwrapped the package, revealing a beautifully handcrafted mobile. The pieces dangling from it were delicate and intricate—tiny horses and miniature versions of the Scout Regiment’s wings of freedom badges, all carved from light wood. "It’s for the nursery," Levi explained, watching your reaction closely. "I found an artisan in town who makes these custom pieces. Thought it would be something unique, a good piece from our world to share with them." "It’s beautiful, Levi," you said sincerely, running your fingers over the smooth carvings. "It’s perfect." Levi's lips curled into a small, satisfied smile. "I wanted our kid to have something that tells a story... our story. And maybe inspire them someday," he added. You reached out, pulling him down beside you again, your head resting against his shoulder. "This is going to mean so much to them," you whispered, trying not to cry, feeling his arm wrap around you, pulling you closer.

Levi Ackerman X Reader Levi, Hange and Erwin are discussing where they should put you on the next mission.

Maps and documents were spread across the large oak table that dominated the center of the room. Hange, pointed at various locations on the map, their glasses catching the glint of the candlelight as they detailed potential titan hotspots.

"Alright, so we've got the flanks covered here and here," Erwin began, pointing at the marked locations on the map. "Hange, your team will take the vanguard, and Levi—"

"Put [Y/N] on rear guard duty," Levi interjected.

Hange raised an eyebrow, their smile spreading slowly. "Oh? Rear guard again, huh? That’s the third time this week, Levi. Something you're not telling us?"

Erwin's lips twitched into a subtle smile as he folded his arms, leaning back slightly. "Levi, while I appreciate your strategic mindset, I think Hange might be onto something. [Y/N] has shown excellent capabilities in more engaged positions.”

Hange's amusement grew. "Oh, definitely. [Y/N] could easily handle being in the thick of it. Unless, of course, Levi has... personal reservations?"

"My decisions are based solely on tactical advantage," Levi stated flatly.

Erwin cleared his throat, signaling that the teasing had reached its limit. "Regardless, let's consider integrating [Y/N] into a more active role. It would be beneficial to leverage all capable soldiers to maximize our effectiveness."

Levi’s eyes lingered on the map, Finally, he nodded "Fine. We’ll place [Y/N] in the vanguard, but close to my unit.”

"So, Levi, should we wrap the [Y/N] with pillows, just to be safe?” Hange said nudging Levi with their elbow.

Erwin chuckled, “I think it’s quite endearing to see Levi so concerned for the welfare of his teammates.”

Levi's scowl deepened, but his cheeks flushed a faded shade of pink. "Cut the crap, you two. We have a mission to plan.”

Hange chuckled, but relented, returning to the discussion at hand. "Alright, alright, back to business."

Just a random Sunday afternoon with the Ackerman household Levi Ackerman X Reader with Kids Short Fluff

You were busy hanging clothes in the backyard. Nearby, your two children—a seven-year-old boy and a five-year-old girl—were engaged in a playful duel with wooden swords, their laughter breaking the quiet.

Your son often let his excitement get the better of him, swinging his sword with more power than necessary. His younger sister, struggling to keep up, soon found herself on the verge of tears from the rough play. She abandoned her sword on the grass and ran towards Levi, who was observing them from the porch. He crouched down to meet her eye level.

"He's too strong," she pouted, tears swelling in her eyes.

"It's alright, sweetheart," he said, placing a tender kiss on her forehead. "How about I take your place in the fight?"

"But Papa, you'll get hurt!" she protested.

Upon hearing this, you paused from hanging the clothes, a loud laugh escaping you. "Oh, I think your Papa can handle a little duel.”

Levi glanced over at you, a playful smirk on his lips, as he reassured her, "Don't worry, I've faced much scarier things than this. I'll be fine."

Her eyes lit up at the proposal, and she nodded eagerly, wiping away the tears. Hand in hand, they approached the boy, who paused, looking slightly hesitant but that quickly faded when he saw his father picking up the wooden sword with ease, holding it in a relaxed but ready stance.

"I’m ready," he said, realizing that he was up against his dad. "Hope you can keep up!" He smiled ear to ear.

Levi gestured for his son to make the first move, an invitation the boy accepted with a wide grin. The duel began with the boy lunging forward aggressively, clearly confident in his ability to best his father. Levi effortlessly dodged the boy’s eager lunges, tapping him gently on all his openings. The boy's confidence slowly faded and turned into frustration as he realized that he could not beat his father.

On the sidelines, his sister, initially excited by the match, grew restless as it seemed never-ending. "Can we go do something else?" she asked you, tugging at your shirt.

"Yeah, I’m tired of this too," you replied, playfully rolling your eyes. "Let’s go inside. You can help me set the table for dinner." She nodded happily and followed you into the house. Inside, you and your daughter set the table together, her earlier worries forgotten as she happily helped with the cooking and taste-testing.

The sun began to set, painting the yard in a golden light. You stepped onto the porch, drying your hands on a towel. Levi and your son were still dueling, and you could tell your son was exhausted.

"Wrap it up! Dinner is ready. Hurry up before it gets cold!” you yelled.

The boy looked over in disappointment. He dropped his sword and began walking to the house, Levi doing the same.

"You're stubborn, you know that?" Levi said with a light chuckle. "Reminds me of someone I used to know."

The boy, puffing out his chest a bit, asked, "Was he a good fighter?"

"One of the best," Levi replied. "And stubborn just like you. Never gave up, no matter what."

Waking up with Levi Ackerman Short fluff

The morning light spilled softly through the small window of you and Levi’s bedroom casting gentle patterns on the sheets that lay draped over you two. You slowly blinked your eyes open. For a moment, you were disoriented, unsure of your surroundings. But then your gaze fell on the sleeping figure next to you, and a sense of peace washed over you. you reached out, brushing a few stray strands of hair from Levi's face. Levi’s eyes fluttered open, meeting yours. as if sensing your gaze.

“You’re staring,” he mumbled, his voice husky with sleep.

You smiled softly, shifting closer. “Good morning,” you replied, tracing a finger gently down his cheek.

“Morning,” Levi replied, pulling you closer, reducing the already minimal space between you. His hand rested comfortably on your back. “What are you thinking about?”

"Just how nice this is. No alarms, no schedules. Just us."

He nodded, his hand finding yours under the covers, fingers intertwining. "We should do this more often,"

"Definitely," you agreed, snuggling into his side.

Without a word, Levi reached for you, his callous hand cupping your jaw as he pulled you into a deep, hungry kiss. You sighed into the embrace, your bodies pressing together as the kiss intensified. Levi rolled onto his back, bringing you on top of him without breaking the kiss. His hands roamed over the curves of your body as yours mapped his chest. His teeth grazed your lower lip, tugging gently before soothing it with his tongue. You whimpered at the sting, craving more of his intoxicating touch. With regret, you eventually had to part for air, your foreheads resting together as you fought to catch your breath. Levi's eyes blazed with pure desire and love for you.

"I love you," he whispered huskily, stealing one more quick but passionate kiss.

“I love you too.”

Levi visits you in the infirmary Short Fluff

Levi usually kept his emotions under strict control but seeing you in a Titan’s grip broke through his defenses. He had acted swiftly, his blades slicing precisely to save you from being crushed. Back within the walls, he visited you in the infirmary. Although your injuries were serious, they weren't fatal, yet this did little to ease Levi's anger over the dangerous situation you had faced.

You were sitting up in bed, bandaged and bruised, when Levi stormed in. His eyes, usually so controlled and unreadable, burned with an intensity that made you wince.

You were reckless," he spat out the moment he stood beside your bed.

You met his gaze, "I had to make a decision, Levi. It was a risk, but it was calculated—"

"Calculated?" Levi's eyes hardened, his jaw clenching as he fought back a wave of frustration. "There’s a fine line between making a calculated decision and a suicidal move. What you did was the latter."

Your eyes softened, understanding the fear behind his anger. "I know it's hard to see from the outside. I thought I had it under control. I thought—"

"You thought wrong," Levi interjected. He turned away, his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides. "Every time you go out there and pull a stunt like that, you’re not just risking your life. You’re risking the lives of those who have to save you."

The room fell silent, the tension so thick it can be sliced with a knife. After a long moment, he turned back to face you, his expression slightly softened.

"Listen," he said, his voice now lower, more controlled. "I... We can't afford to lose you. Not like that."

You reached out, your hand lightly touching his. "I understand, I promise, I'll be more careful."

"I can’t watch over you every moment out there." He said looking at your bandages. "Get some rest, we have another mission soon, and I need you at your best." He let go of your hand slowly, seeming hesitant to let go.

"Yes, Captain," you replied. As he walked out, you lay back against your pillows thinking about all the events that happened today.

I got prom coming up and what if you wrote something about levi and reader doing a prom send off for their kid (or like some fancy ball their kid is goin to) and like it’s fluffy n cute and tooth rottingly sweetly and romantic 😭

Ok I tried to make it as cute as possible, ngl I was kicking my feet the entire time I was writing it. I hope you like it!

Levi stood at the doorway of your child's bedroom, admiring the sight before him. Your daughter was dressed in a stunning, elegant outfit, ready for her first grand ball. You both had spent weeks planning every detail. She nervously adjusted her attire in front of the mirror as you dabbed sweet, scented perfume behind her ears. Levi stepped forward to straighten the fabric of her outfit.

"You look just like your mother," Levi remarked.

 "And you’ve got your father’s eyes," you added, opening a tiny box to reveal a gold necklace with carnelian gemstones and placing it around your child’s neck. Your family heirloom, passed down through generations, now adorns your daughter.

"You're going to have the most wonderful time," you tried to assure her.

 Levi cleared his throat, attempting to ease her nervousness and lighten the mood. "You know," he began, "…let's just say that dancing was never really my forte." His eyes met yours, and you knew exactly what he was thinking about.

You chimed in, eager to paint the picture for your child. "Oh, you should have seen your father at our first ball. He was all dressed up but absolutely mortified at the thought of dancing. He was humanity’s strongest soldier but put the man on a dance floor…….!?"

Your child's laughter joined yours. "I can't imagine Dad dancing!"

"Alright, let's not exaggerate," he retorted, smiling, and it was a sight that warmed your heart every time. "Let's just say I've had my... challenges. But, in my defense, your mother was incredibly patient with me. She taught me a few steps right there on the dance floor."

 You nodded, “Just let yourself enjoy the moment, regardless of how clumsy you might feel. Your father and I danced most of the night away, those moments we spent stepping on each other's feet are some of my most cherished memories."

Levi's gaze shifted from your daughter to a small music box resting on a nearby shelf. With a slight smile he walked over and picked it up. Holding the music box in one hand and with a flick of his wrist, he opened it.

 A soft melody filled the room. "Come," he said, extending his other hand towards your child. Momentarily taken aback, she smiled and stepped forward, placing her hand in his. Levi guided her gently, showing her where to place her feet, how to move in time with the music. The initial awkwardness quickly faded, replaced by laughter. You watched, your heart full, as Levi and your child began to move more fluidly, her initial awkwardness replaced with confidence. Levi, despite claiming he had two left feet, was an amazing teacher. Just as the last notes of the music box's melody began to fade, a sharp knock came at the front door.

Levi motioned for her to stay put. "I'll get it," he said. Opening the door, he found her date, visibly nervous, standing on the doorstep. The young man was well-dressed, clearly having made an effort for the evening, and held a small bouquet of flowers in his hands.

"Good evening, sir, I'm Matteo," he managed, extending a hand towards Levi.

 Levi assessed him from head to toe before accepting the handshake, his grip firm but not hostile. "Evening," he finally said. "Come in." He stepped inside, his eyes darting between Levi and the staircase where you and your child were standing. The air was charged with silent tension.

“Sir, I—" Matteo started, but Levi quickly cut him off.

 "I trust you understand the importance of tonight. My daughter means the world to us. I expect you to treat her with the respect and care she deserves. Am I clear?"

 Matteo nodded vigorously. "Yes, sir. I— I really like her. I promise to take good care of her tonight." Levi studied him for a moment longer before nodding. "Have her home by midnight," he added. As Matteo agreed, your child descended the rest of the stairs, her nervousness replaced with excitement.

"You look amazing," Matteo said, his eyes lighting up as they took in your child's appearance.

"Thanks," your child replied, a blush creeping up her cheeks. "You look great, too."

As Matteo and your daughter made their way to the door, you called out, "Wait, just a moment." You rushed to grab your camera. "Stand together, just there," you instructed, pointing to a spot where the soft light from the hallway fell. "Okay, ready? Smile," you said, your finger poised over the button.

"Thank you, Mom,"

 "Just one more thing," you announced, a mischievous twinkle in your eye that both Levi and your child knew all too well. Before she could protest, you pulled her into a warm, enveloping hug, planting a loud, smacking kiss right on her cheek. Levi's chuckle filled the room; however, your child's reaction was instant and dramatic.

 "Mom! Dad!" she protested.

 "Have a wonderful time," you replied.

"Alright, alright, see you later, guys," she conceded, a laugh escaping her as she waved goodbye and walked away. As he closed the door, Levi pulled you into his embrace, his lips finding yours in a kiss.

 "she grow up too fast," you said. "We did good, didn't we?"

He nodded, your head resting against his shoulder. "We did great."

You made your way to the dining hall, the clatter of dishes and the low murmur growing louder as you approached. You filled two plates with breakfast, planning to bring one back for Levi when you felt a tap on your shoulder.

"Good morning!" Hange greeted, a bit too cheerfully for the early hour. "I was looking for Levi; they're usually up by now. Is he alright?"

You nodded, trying to suppress a smile. "He's fine, just still sleeping."

Hange's eyebrows shot up in surprise, their grin widening. "Sleeping? Levi? That's unheard of! They usually beat the sun to rising... What could possibly have tired our dear Levi out?" they teased.

You nodded, chuckling softly at their reaction. "Yeah, I guess he needed the rest."

Before you could excuse yourself, footsteps approached, and Levi himself entered the dining area, his hair slightly ruffled but his expression as composed as ever.

Hange's grin turned positively devilish as their eyes darted between the two of you. "Ah, there he is! Good morning, Levi!" Hange sang, the tease in their voice is unmistakable. "Decided to grace us with your presence after a long night's rest, I see. Anything... special happened to contribute to your beauty sleep?"

Levi shot them a look that could freeze boiling water. "Don't you have better things to do, Hange?" he retorted.

"Oh, I do, I do," Hange chuckled. "But teasing you is just too much fun, especially now that I have new material." Levi's gaze flickered to you briefly, a look that said, we’ll talk about this later. Hange laughed, clapping their hands together. "Oh, this is rich! Don't worry, your secret's safe with me. Enjoy your breakfast, lovebirds." They walked away, still chuckling to themselves.

Levi approached you, his gaze softening when he looked at you. "Ignore them," he muttered, taking the plate you held out for him. "Thank you for this." You couldn’t help but let out a laugh at the entire reaction.

Post War! Levi x Reader (dadvi - drabble)

-Daddy was a Superhero-

Thanks for the request anon❤️ i will definitely make more post war dadvi

Levi is sitting in his wheelchair by the living room window, taking in the nice spring breeze while reading the paper.

“Daddy! Daddy!”

A little girl aged six runs up to him, causing him to crinkle his paper shut as she hurries up into his lap.

“Isabel, what’s wrong?”

The little girl grins, showing a few missing baby teeth as she latches onto his shirt with excited fists. “Mommy told me you were a super hero!”

Levi’s head lulles slightly back in annoyance at the title. He’s a humble man; such titles make him uncomfortable.

“Oh? Why would she say that?” He asks his daughter, as he smooths down her black hair.

“My book is telling me about the giant people, and mommy said you killed all of them!” Isabel can hardly catch a breath as she’s so excited with finding out how cool her dad is.

Levi smiles. “Well…I did kill them…but with the help of a lot of other people. Uncle Jean, Uncle Connie, Auntie Mikasa, basically everyone you know helped daddy. Mommy too.”

Isbabel’s doe eyes widen. “Mommy?!”

With a chuckle, Levi boops her nose. “You know, mommy was one of the best fighters daddy ever saw?”

“Wooooooow!”

Levi nods his head. “She saved daddy a lot of times. Daddy fell in love with how great she is, so daddy married her. Now we have you.” He smiles as Isabel giggles when he tickles her stomach.

Isabel pauses to think for a moment. “Daddy…how do mommies have babies?”

Levi’s heart drops and he clears his throat. “Well that’s a question for mommy isn’t it? Why don’t you go ask her?”

His daughter nods rapidly and slides off his lap. Levi sighs in relief and watches as she pitter patters out into the hall, in search of you.

He looks out the window, deciding to enjoy the rest of his peace before you come and scold him.

🌟 Accepting Suggestions for Levi Fanfics! 🌟

Hey everyone! I’m currently accepting suggestions for Levi Ackerman fanfics. I mostly do short fluffs. I also try to write Levi as canonically accurate as I can. So if you have any ideas or prompts you’d like to see, feel free to drop them in my inbox

Moody Levi

Levi Ackerman x Reader Short Fluff

On a day when the Survey Corps had given you both a break, you were deeply engrossed in a book you'd been eager to read for weeks. Levi, on the other hand, moved with a restlessness that was unusual for him. His tasks for the day were minimal, none urgent enough to require immediate attention, leaving him wandering around the room. He moved about, cleaning already spotless surfaces and reorganizing books and papers that didn't need reorganizing. His glances towards you grew heavier with each passing minute. Eventually, the tension broke with a soft sigh from Levi as he gave up on what he was doing. He gave one last look in your direction, seeking your attention.

“I’m right here, you know,” you said, setting the book aside, your words an invitation. “You don’t have to do all that just to get me to look at you.”

"Are you planning to spend the entire day with that book? You've been on that couch since morning,” he said, ignoring everything you had just mentioned. Despite his attempt at a nonchalant facade, it was clear the act fooled neither of you. However, there was something undeniably cute about Levi's attempts to hide his need for attention under the guise of frustration. His usual composure was replaced with an almost childlike pout, one he would deny if ever confronted.

"Come here," you invited, a smile playing on your lips as you pulled him closer to you. "Let's just be together. No books, no cleaning, just us."

The corners of his mouth twitched into what was almost a smile. "Fine," Levi said, sounding more like he was inviting you to enjoy each other's company than giving in. He sat beside you, and you wrapped your arm around him, pulling him in closer, and he responded by snuggling into your side. "You feel warm," he said as his hand moved tenderly, tracing patterns on your lower back.

"I do?"

Levi nodded, looking off into the distance as if considering the depth of his own words. "Yeah," he confirmed, turning his gaze back to you. "It's comforting, especially now. you makes things... better. Easier to bear."

 You shifted slightly and Levi moved with you, his arm tightening around you, pulling you even closer and entwining his legs with yours. The fit of your bodies together was perfect, as if you were two pieces of a puzzle. The sound of your heartbeat, steady and strong, became a lullaby that soothed Levi’s restless spirit. You leaned down to give him a soft, lingering kiss on the forehead. Feeling encouraged, Levi moved to your lips and kissed you. It started gently but quickly grew passionate. You kissed back with equal intensity, your hand in his hair, bringing him closer. After a while, you both paused, breathless, with your foreheads touching. As you settled back, Levi nestled his face into the crook of your neck, his lips softly touching your skin before settling his head on your chest. Lying there in each other's arms, the outside world seemed to fade away, with only the sound of rain tapping against the window filling the quiet around you. The simple warmth of Levi's body against yours brought a feeling of wholeness, as if you were right where you belonged

Levi washing your hair <3

Levi Ackerman x Reader

Short Fluff

Every hair texture friendly

Seated before Levi, you were presented with a basin of warm, fragrant water he had prepared. Gently, he tilted your head back, ensuring the water wet your hair without spilling down your neck, despite a slight fidget from you as water trickled near your ears.

"Keep still," Levi instructed, his voice low but with an affection that made your heart flutter. His fingers brushed against your scalp, careful and measured, as he began to wet your hair. He massaged a mild, floral-scented soap into your hair. His fingers moved with a precision that was almost therapeutic. The pads of his fingers delicately worked into your scalp, not just cleaning but also stimulating the skin beneath with just the right amount of pressure. Levi's focus was absolute, his gaze fixed on the task with the same intensity he applied to his duties as a soldier. A soft chuckle escaped him, piercing the comfortable silence of the room. This sound was rare, revealing a more private side of Levi that few were privileged to hear. You looked up at him, curiosity written all over your face, prompting him to speak.

 "You're spoiled, you know that?" His hands continued their gentle work, ensuring no strand of hair was left untouched by his attention, his actions contradicting the teasing nature of his words.

"It’s your fault," you playfully retorted with a wide grin, "But I wouldn't have it any other way." You reached up, touching his hand, still busy moving his fingertips, massaging your scalp as he worked the soap into a lather.

Pausing, Levi's movements ceased as he simply observed you, his expression melting into one of intense tenderness. "Nor would I," he admitted. He carefully poured warm water over your head, making sure not to get any soap in your eyes. His other hand worked to guide the water through your hair, ensuring the soap was thoroughly washed out. After the final rinse, Levi wrapped a soft, dry towel around your head. "Better?"

"Much better," you replied. You stood, and he pulled you into a hug, your head resting against his chest, his arms wrapping around you in a way that made you feel safe and cherished.

Levi finds you up late at night Levi Ackerman x Reader Short Fluff

In the quiet of the night, you were curled up next to the window in the barracks, wrapped in a heavy cloak, your eyes scanning the pages of an old book. The silence was comforting, yet thoughts swirled in your mind.

Levi's voice cut through the silence, "Why are you up so late?" He walked closer, his approach so quiet you hadn't noticed him until now.

"Captain?" You tried to smile away the surprise and the little rush you felt seeing him. "I couldn't sleep. I got carried away reading this book," you said. Which was half true; the book was interesting, but you were up because of the nightmares you kept having.

He came fully into the room. "You should be resting. Sleep is a luxury we can scarcely afford," he said, taking a seat opposite you.

"I know," you whispered back, the night somehow feeling a bit less lonely with him there. "But sometimes, the night feels like the only time I can really think, you know?"

Levi looked into your eyes, and you could see he understood you without needing to say much. Looking at him, you noticed the tiredness under his eyes. It seemed you weren't the only one losing sleep. "Why are you up, then?" you asked.

A small, almost invisible smile tugged at the corners of his lips. "Guess I'm a bit of a hypocrite," he admitted. "Or maybe... I just wanted to check on you."

Your heart skipped. You knew it was silly to think there might be something more, but in that moment, it was hard not to hope.

"Listen," Levi broke the quiet, his voice warm. "Things are tough, and they'll get tougher. But you're not alone. We're all in this together. And when it gets too much, I'm here. We can share the burden."

You felt tears prick your eyes, but you quickly sucked them up.. "Thank you," you managed to say, feeling a mix of emotions. "That means a lot."

He stood up, came over, and gently squeezed your shoulder. "Get some rest, okay?" he said, heading for the door.

"Okay," you promised, feeling a bit stronger. The room felt emptier without him, but not as daunting. His words lingered, making the night seem not just bearable, but almost warm.