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Your Steamy Birthday Celebration (Pt. 4)

Sorry for the long wait, but here's part 4 where things get so heated!

Summary:

Your boyfriend Bertolt wanted to gift you three perfect days as your birthday gift. He asked Sasha to ask you about your kind of perfect day. Sasha managed to make you treat her and the girls (Mikasa, Krista, Ymir) to a girls' night out at the bath house. The guys - Jean, Reiner, Armin, and Connie – decided to help out but ended up embarrassing Bertolt. So, what did the gentle giant had in store for you?

Chapter summary: Bertolt dominates you in bed. That's it!

Tags: NSFW, smut, 18+ minors don't interact!, sex with confident Bertolt!

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Bertolt Pleasures You

You could only stare at him as you were under his control.

He started to caress your back. One hand gently but firmly pulled your head back, exposing your neck to him. You thought that he was going to kiss you there, but he traced your neck and ear with his face without touching. So close that you could feel his warm breath on your skin. Your body started to twitch with impatience.

You shifted your face toward him, hoping to catch his lips. But he moved his face away.

‘Mm-hm,’ he hummed, denying you from getting his kiss.

He traced your body with both of his hands, he moved downwards, going under the frilly skirts, towards your panties. He pulled the elastics and yanked it down. One hand grabbed your ass, while the other hand made its way to your pussy. His fingers gently pried your pussy apart. His large hand knew its way so well. His middle finger made its way inside, moving in circular motion, while his thumb found your clitoris and put a gentle pressure there.

Your rolled your eyes to the back of your head as pleasure took over.

He whispered to your ears, ‘Mmmhhh… I feel that you’re craving for me, hm? You’re so wet and ready for me, aren’t you?’

You moaned, ‘Ah, yes’.

He deftly fingered you. You moved your hips to his rhythm. You could feel that you were close to reach an orgasm. Your body started to clench, but he stopped his movement.

You gasped in frustration. You were going to complain, but he started to undress you. You too fiercely started to undress him.

Both free from any piece of clothing, you could feel his long, thick cock pressing on your belly. You could feel its warmth, pulsating against your skin.

Finally, he kissed you with fervor with parted lips, exploring your mouth with his tongue. You eagerly welcomed his kiss with equal passion. You continued to kiss as he guided you toward the sturdy dining table.

He sat you on the table and spread your legs open. He knew your body so well that he could instantly entered you. He needed a couple of thrust to get all his long cock inside you.

You moaned with every thrust as he felt so damn good inside you. He deliciously stretched your pussy, you could feel every inch of him, sending waves of pleasure to every inch of your body.

As he was fully inside, you wrapped your legs on his hips and your arms around his neck and shoulder.

You look into each others’ eyes as he started to thrust into you, in gentle motion.

‘Faster,’ you begged him.

But he ignored you.

‘Faster, Bert, faster!’ You started to move your hips faster. Forcing his cock to pound to your g-spot.

He whispered in your ear, ‘You’ve been impatient all day, my dear, aching for me to fuck you senseless, huh?’

Bertolt wasn’t fond of dirty talk. Him being able to say something like this was beyond you. And your desire for him intensified.

He felt you starting to clench around his cock. He stopped his thrusting. Placed his palms of your hip to stop you from moving.

Your face flushed with frustration.

‘Damn it, Bertolt!!!’ You screamed at him for stopping you from climaxing, again!

’Sssshhhh… All in good time, my dear’.

You stared at him in anger. Damn, even in anger she looked so beautiful, he thought.

He carried you into the bedroom, keeping himself inside you.

He laid you on your back on the bed, him on top of you.

‘Now, I’m done teasing you. I’m going to send you up to the stars,’ he told you confidently.

He moved his hip. He started gently. As both of you started to feel pleasure building up again, he incrementally increased his speed. He buried his face in your neck, kissing and sucking it as the same time.

You started to feel the intense pleasure, you dugged your fingers to his back as your body convulse with pleasure. The pent up sexual pressure and tension released all at once, causing a massive explosions as you lost control of your body. He truly sent you up to the stars, so high, so blindingly bright, to the peak of sexual satisfaction.

At the same time you also felt him fastened his pace. You felt the powerful throbbing of his cock as he cum inside you. He groaned in satisfaction as he finished.

He happily sighed and looked at you with a smile. You saw his adorable face, your sweet Bertolt.

You cupped his face and told him, ‘You. Were. AH-MAY-ZING! Oh. My. Goodness!’

Hearing your compliment, he blushed and hid his face on your chest.

Oh my goodness, my cute sweetheart is back.

‘I didn’t hurt you did I?’ He looked back at you with concern.

‘You made me utterly frustrated, but you didn’t hurt me. You did send me up to the stars, so it was well worth it’.

He smiled, relieved. ‘Good. I almost chickened out a couple of times today, but I powered through’.

You laughed. ‘You keep on surprising me, my darling. Ahhh… I’m so relaxed and happy now’.

’Nu-uh, no sleeping yet,’ he pulled your lazy self out of bed. ‘Let’s wash up before going to bed’.

You groaned, ’Nawh, only if you wash me’.

‘Do I have to do all the hard work today?’

‘It’s my birthday, you know, I deserve to be pampered!’

‘Fine, fine, let’s go, my lady’.

He tenderly washed you as you felt sleep trying to take you over. He helped you dress and tucked you into bed.

‘I’ll join you soon. I need to have something to eat’. He kissed you on the forehead and left to feed himself in the kitchen downstairs.

You fell into deep sleep almost immediately. You didn’t feel him coming to bed and snuggled beside you. You didn’t even feel him moving around like an acrobat in his sleep. You were just in utter bliss.

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This story is part the "Detours to Your Heart" series, comprises of stories of your friendship and slow burn romance with Levi Ackerman. You build many interesting relationships with other AOT characters, such as ambiguous friendship/ romance with Hange Zoe, a whirlwind romance with Bertolt Hoover, sibling-like relationship with Jean Kirstein, and many more!

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The Amazing Levi Ackerman

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Mikasa is getting ready for a hot date. Who do you think her date is?

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Tram Ride with Sweet Bertolt

Reiner often asked Bertolt in annoyance about his jacket. It was too big and made Bertolt look like a giant scarecrow.

Now you know the reason. Bertolt just wanted you to fit inside his jacket, all warm and cozy during the cold winter days...

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Shy Merman Bertolt stares lovingly at you from afar

Bertolt may be one of the strongest merman. He may be yielding the fire staff which only the brave and worthy could control. But he became awkward and clumsy whenever you were around, so he maintained a safe distance from you.

Should you wait for him to make a move or make the move for him?

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Your Steamy Birthday Celebration (Pt. 3)

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Chapter summary:

Bertolt surprised you with a mini vacation as your birthday gift. Bertolt suddenly transformed into a charming and confident man that you were completely under his control.

Tags: Mature, sexual tension, cute date.

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Under Bertolt's Control

The next morning you found your sweet boyfriend waiting for you by the entrance of the women’s dorm. You grabbed his arm in excitement and said, ‘Good morning, sweetheart. So? Where are you taking me?’

He restrained himself from kissing you as people are around. He toussled your hair instead. ‘Well, have you packed your stuff?’

‘Yeap, enough for 3 days, 2 nights! So, where are we going?’

‘You’ll see when you get there’. He playfully pressed the tip of your nose.

You faked a pout, ‘Well, let’s go then!’

Turned out that he took you to one of the districts within wall sina. You’d been there before numerous times, but it felt different, well, more impressive now that you were there without any duty in mind.

You were busy admiring the buildings and the beautiful people that you just followed wherever Bertolt was guiding you toward.

He stopped in front of one of the row houses. There was a sign engraved with ‘Lisbeth’s Inn’ on top of the entrance door.

‘Let’s go in,’ Bertolt smiled as he invited you to follow him.

A homely middle-aged woman greeted the both of you. ‘Welcome to Lisbeth’s Inn, how may I help you?’

‘I reserved one of your rooms for a couple of days? Under the name Bertolt Hoover?’

‘Ah, yes, Mr. And Mrs. Hoover, please follow me to your room’.

‘Ah, we’re, we’re not–,’ Bertolt stammered.

You cut him short, ‘That’d be lovely, Ma’am’.

He looked at you, confused.

The woman took you to the second floor and showed your room. It wasn’t a room. It was more like a tastefully decorated apartment. It had a living room with a small balcony, a small dining area, a bathroom, a bedroom.

You were speechless that your boyfriend was treating you like nobility.

The woman said kindly, ‘I hope you like the apartment. It’s perfect for newly-weds like you’.

‘We–‘

You blurted before Bertolt could say anything, ‘it’s perfect, Ma’am! We’re going to enjoy our stay here!’

‘Please, let me know if you need anything. You can inform the kitchen, located near the entrance, if you want to eat. We always have warm food ready for our guests. I take my leave now’.

‘Thank you, Ma’am’.

When the woman closed the door, you went to hug Bertolt and pecked him all over the face.

You kept both of your hands on his cheeks. He circled his arms on your waist.

‘You’re going way and beyond this time, sweetheart! What’s gotten into you?’

He sheepishly answered, ‘I just wanted to do something nice for your birthday. It’s two days late, but happy birthday, my love’.

You didn’t even remember it was your birthday. You hugged him closer and thanked him over and over.

He said, ‘the others helped too. The girls gave the idea after talking to you. And the guys, well, they helped in their own way. Jean and Connie prepared a gift for you. Let me take it’.

‘So that’s why the girls were curious about a perfect day with you’.

‘Yea, I knew that I won’t be able to fish out the information without you suspecting anything. I took you out here, far away from the headquarter, so that we can be free being ourselves’.

‘And do what man and wife do?’ You asked him teasingly.

‘Oh, ah, that, well,’ he stammered nervously.

‘Re-laaaax, sweetheart, I’m not asking you to marry me now. Not pressuring you or anything’.

‘Ah. Well. Just know that it’s not that I don’t want to marry you. I want to! That’s the one thing that I really, truly want to do, but not here’.

‘Not here?’

Bertolt realised his mistake. He couldn’t reveal that he actually wanted to take you back to Marley and spend the remainder of his life there as your husband. He was speechless as he didn’t know what to say.

‘You meant not now?’ You asked.

‘Y- Yea, that’.

You smiled and pulled him close.

‘Remember this, I’m not pressuring you to settle down, okay? I thought it’d be nice to just live like a married couple while we’re here. So we just go all the way while we’re here’.

He caressed you cheeks, ‘I’d like that. And know that I’m not pressured. I want it to be a reality too’.

You kissed him tenderly.

He said, ‘now, the gifts!’

He handed a parcel with a sketch books, some pencil and charcoal.

‘That’s from Jean and Connie. Jean said that you might want to save some moments as drawings’.

‘Ah! That boy knows me too well!’

‘And this one, this is from me’.

‘Whoa! You’ve given me so much already! What’s this?’ You tore the wrapping paper and found the most beautiful yellow frilly dress. You gasped. You haven’t worn anything like that before.

‘Go and try it on’.

‘Oh, o-okay’.

You went into the bedroom and change. You looked at your reflection as you put on the dress. It was a perfect fit. You’d never felt so beautiful before.

‘Wow!’ You heard him admiring you.

You turned around to see him in a half-unbuttoned white shirt and dark blue pants. He looked so perfect that you went speechless.

He stood by the door with confidence. So unlike him at all. Not that it bothered you. It was just that you suddenly felt nervous.

What’s this? You asked yourself. You were never nervous around him. You were always in control while he would be the shy and devoted one.

He approached you. His walk, his posture, his facial expression screamed self-assurance and confidence that you felt your knee weakening as your entire being swooned over him.

He pulled you close and kissed you passionately. He pushed your mouth open with his lips, his tongue rushed in to meet yours, he took you deeper into his mouth. The kiss further weakened you, but he pulled your body into his and you went mad with desire.

But he suddenly stopped, abruptly severing you from pleasure.

He told you in a low, seductive voice, ‘I will have you. Later’.

You whimpered.

He took your hand and gently guided you out of the apartment.

You could only blindly follow him.

Once outside, Bertolt went back to his usual boyish self. He cheerfully asked you what you wanted to do first.

Your body was still hungry for him, viciously protesting for the sudden interruption.

Then you saw his muscled chest peeking from the unbuttoned shirt, his exposed skin continue to his long pillar of a neck, to his alluring adam’s apple that you just want to nibble. Then his face, though no longer carrying a masculine confidence like a few minutes ago, looked so exquisite that you just want to plant wet kisses on it.

‘… What do you say? Y/N?’

You were drowning in lust that you didn’t hear him.

You saw him holding your canvas tote bag and you roughly took it from him.

He jumped a bit, but you didn’t care. You frantically searched for the sketch book from Jean and Connie, took it out and started to fan yourself with it.

You need to cool down. Cool down. Cooool down. All in good time, Y/N, breathe, you told yourself.

‘A- are you okay?’ He asked you, concerned.

‘Of course not! Let’s just start walking okay,’ you snapped at him, continuing to fan yourself.

He chuckled innocently. It was an act. He knew full well that you were under his control now.

He gently took the sketch book from you and put it back in the bag. He slung the bag on his shoulder and locked your hand in his.

Both of you walked along the streets, going to where the shops and cafes were located. The walk helped to ease the sexual tension. Both of you browsed the merchandise on sale, chat about nothing and everything, just enjoying each others’ company.

You caught a whiff of fragrant coffee scent. You looked around to find its source and found a coffee shop. You tugged at his shirt toward the place. You told him to take a seat in shop’s patio as it was a perfect spot for people watching. Plus, the weather was too beautiful to be cooped up inside.

You wanted to be the one ordering the sweets since Bertolt tend to order ‘just enough’ when you preferred to have more! You took your time choosing since there were just too many good selections.

The shop keeper would bring the coffee and sweets to you later, so you went out of the shop. You found Bertolt sitting and chatting with an attractive, busty blonde, who was standing way too close.

Back in the Regiment, he was a hidden gem among the brutes, but now in his civilian clothes he suddenly became Mr. Hot and Steamy that women couldn’t help noticing.

What was that you saw? The woman giggled and dared to squeeze his arm. Her hand stayed way too long on his arm! While he... He didn’t flinch at the touch!

You were raging mad!

You somehow managed to control yourself. Without a word, you took a seat opposite him. You pretended to people-watch.

‘Your sister’s beautiful, just like you!’ She said in a husky voice.

You gripped the edges of the table so hard that the tip of your fingers turned white.

‘She’s my wife, but I agree that she’s beautiful,’ Bertolt cheerfully told the woman.

‘Oh, I see,’ the woman replied with clear disappointment. ‘I wish you both an wonderful day then. Ta-ta’.

You made a face while quietly repeating her flirty ‘ta-ta’.

You then stared him in annoyance. He stared back at you with his innocent, adorable face.

He was saved by the arrival of the coffee and sweets.

Once everything was placed neatly on the table and you were left alone, you aggressively stabbed at one of the cakes and bit it in half. You kept looking at him while you chew, openly showing your anger. But he kept his innocent expression and sipped his coffee.

You were still holding the fork with half of the cake stuck to it.

He said, ‘I also want to have a bite of that’.

You were going to deny him that pleasure, but he gently grab your hand directed it toward his mouth. He took a bite, ‘mmm, so good!’.

You gulped. That moan was too provocative for a mere piece of cake.

‘Oh, some of the cream dropped to your wrist. We can’t have you dir-ty’. He put extra emphasis on the word dirty. Then he slowly licked the cream from your wrist. His hot, wet tongue traced the sensitive area of your wrist.

You felt hot lava erupting from between your legs.

You suddenly turned very shy toward him. You stammered incoherently and pushed the fork and the cake into his hand. You rubbed your whole arms to get rid of the goosebumps.

He just smiled toward you and finished the cake in one bite, as if nothing had happened. Then he started to people-watch, sipping his coffee once in a while.

You couldn’t take a sip your coffee. You were too busy regulating your breath and trying to ease the wave of lust that came back with a vengeance.

‘Should we have dinner at the inn tonight? The lady mentioned about beef stew. Sounded so good, right?’ he asked.

How could I think about food right now!!! You screamed in you head.

‘Yea, sure’. You said matter of factly.

Before we head back, we should get some ingredients for breakfast. I feel like having your muffins for breakfast.’ The way he said ‘muffins’ made you think if he meant it as a pun.

‘Sure’.

‘I’ll ask the shopkeeper to pack the sweets. Be right back’. He gathered the sweets and went into the shop.

You started to fan your face with your hands. Darn it, woman, get a grip! You scolded yourself.

You tried to act normal when shopping and during dinner. All you wanted was to get back to the apartment and have him in you.

But, for some reason he was frustratingly slow in everything that he did.

He selected eggs like his future depended on it. He inspected them one by one. Then he scooped the flour little by little, making sure that the weight was exact. The same when he picked the blueberries and bananas. He even had the audacity to ask the shopkeeper to explain how to choose the best vanilla pods.

During dinner, he chewed so slowly, savouring every bite. Sipped and swirled the wine in his mouth. You were too impatient that both the food and wine tasted like sand to you.

Finally! He was done. You grabbed his arm and tugged him toward the stairs. But he saw the lady of the inn and stayed for a chat. You stood by the stairs, stopping yourself from banging your head to the wall with all your might.

He said goodnight to the lady and started to walk up the stairs. Leaving you behind. You were fuming mad!

He went into the apartment, straight into the living room.

You closed the door and rested your head on it. You were too angry now. You just wanted to wash up and go to bed.

You saw him standing in the middle of the living room, his back to you. He looked so relaxed, both of his hands in his pocket.

You told him in annoyance, ‘I’m going to wash up and go to bed. Good night!’

He half-turned his body toward you and told you in a gentle, but reprimanding voice, ‘I don’t think so’.

His confident face stared at you.

You started to feel nervous and shy again.You felt goosebumps on your arms. You were unsure of how to react, so you just stood there looking at him.

He slowly walked toward you, still with hands in his pockets, locking his eyes on yours. ‘I remembered perfectly well that I said I will have you later’.

He stood towering in front of you. He grabbed the small of your back to pull you closer, pressing your body against his. He added, ’that later, is now’.

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Your Steamy Birthday Celebration (Pt. 2)

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You met Levi and Hange on your way to the headquarter, and you found Levi's kink. Bertolt had an awkward conversation with the guys of the 104th Cadet Corps.

Tags: slightly NSFW, mature, men having dirty talks and thought, boys being boys, funny.

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Dirty Boys

As you reached the headquarter, you saw Hange and Levi talking in the square. So you wished the girls goodnight and went to see your best friends.

‘Y/N! Where have you been?’ Hange asked to you cheerfully.

Levi just looked at you with his gloomy expression, as always.

‘Ahhhhh,’ You let out a relaxed sigh. ‘I just went to the bath house with the others’.

‘Ohhhh, nice. Should do that soon. Been a while. The place you went to, was it nice?’

‘Oh, yeah! They have separate rooms for each bathing process. So first cold wash, then the warm room, to get you all sweaty with all your pores open. Sweat pushing out all the grimes. Then a cold wash. Then into the first warm bath so all the grime and gunk become soft and easier to scrub off afterwards. Then scrub, scrub, scrub until all the dirt and dead skins are removed, like, really, nothing left! They gave you this beautifully scented soap to wash your body and hair, then another plunge to the warm bath. After drying, I apply this honey-based oil that’s so perfect for the skin’.

You rolled your sleeve and traced your index finger on your arm.

’See how soft, supple and clean my skin is. It’s like the skin of an infant’.

They both went closer to look at your arm.

You said worriedly, ‘Le– Levi. Your nose. Blood is dripping out of your nose!’

He touched his nose and saw that there was indeed blood trickling out of his nose.

‘Ah, uhm, I need to clean it up. In my office,’ he said flatly.

He started to walk away.

You told him, ‘Your office is in the other direction’.

He stopped. Looked at you in confusion.

You pointed to the right direction. ‘That way, Levi. There. Yes’.

He followed your direction.

You and Hange stared at him. He was walking differently. His balance was off.

He turned to the right and Hange screamed to him, ‘The left, Levi! To the left!’

Levi jolted and turned to the left when he was actually walking toward the right direction before that.

‘You’re directing him toward the pond, aren’t you?’ You asked Hange, still amazed at Levi’s reaction.

‘Yeap. A cold plunge would do him good now’.

‘Well, we finally found his kink’.

‘We finally did’.

Tomorrow’s the day. Bertolt had prepared his surprises. He had told you that you would spend this season’s holiday with him. He was grateful to Sasha and the other girls for getting the information he needed. Now, he just needed to deliver!

Bertolt was lying on his bed, with his legs up leaning on the wall. He making a mental checklist of what to do.

’Tomorrow’s the big day, huh?’ Reiner approached him. The others, Jean, Connie, and Armin, came to join him as well.

'Yea. Can hardly wait’.

Reiner said proudly, ‘well, we prepared some things for you too. To make the special day even more special’.

Jean gave him a sketchbook, some pencils and charcoal sticks. ‘Whenever she’s happy, she’d want to save the moment in her drawings. Connie chipped in too’.

‘Wow, thanks, man! Didn’t think of that’.

‘The least we can do for our Squad Leader,’ Connie said.

Armin scooted to the front. He held a book to his chest. He said in great excitement, ‘Reiner told me to find this book for you. It was difficult to find. I do hope that it’d be useful for you’.

Bertolt accepted the book. It was a thin, hardbound book with nothing written on the front and back cover. So, Bertolt opened the book right in the middle.

To his horror, it was a picture book of a man and a woman in various sexual positions.

Jean saw the pictures and tried to pull the book away from Bertolt, his brotherly instinct on high gear. But Connie and Armin pushed him aside to take a closer look.

‘Whoa! People actually do that?’ Connie asked in excitement.

‘Is it even possible to bend like that?’ Armin innocently pointed at one of the pictures.

‘Y-yes,’ Bertolt said in a whisper but no one heard him.

Armin told him, ‘There’s even this one position that is said to be fail proof’

‘Which one?!’ Connie asked.

Armin showed the picture and the two of them studied it.

‘Whoa, Bertolt, you should definitely try it. Even YOU can do this,’ Connie said in wonder.

Jean was curling on the floor, covering his ears, ‘STOP TALKING!’

‘Or, this one, Bertolt! Oh you’d look so cool like this. Muscles all pow, pow, woof!’ Armin added.

Reiner went to take a look. ‘Oh yea, that’s so masculine. I approve that one!’

These idiots really have no idea what they’re talking about, Bertolt thought. He just kept his head down, trying to contain his embarrassment.

Reiner then said with pride, ‘And, this is my gift to you’. He threw a small pouch on Bertolt’s lap.

Bertolt opened the pouch and saw something that looked like raisins.

‘So you chew that as you, uhm, perform the deed. It’ll help you to last longer. You wouldn’t want your inexperience to show,’ Reiner informed him smugly.

That’s it! Bertolt had enough!

He told them in contained annoyance, ‘Thanks for your help, guys, but really, I’m way past the stage where help was needed’.

They just stared at him. Jean looked up to peek at him.

’You? You’ve done it?’ Reiner asked in shock.

Bertolt looked down and nodded.

Connie and Armin jumped on him and shrieked.

'Tell us how it was?!!!’ Connie begged.

Armin showed the picture book to Bertolt, ‘Circle the ones you find most practical yet potent!’

‘AAAAAA…!!!!’ Jean continued to wail on the floor.

Reiner stood rigid in his place, dumbstruck because his timid friend had real action way before he did.

Bertolt firmly but kindly told them, ‘Guys, please, I don’t want to talk about this. This concerns the woman I love and the person all of you greatly respect. Please’.

All of them snapped back to reality.

Jean sighed in relief.

'You’re right,’ Armin sighed.

'Not even a little bit?’ Connie asked.

‘No. This is something that you need to experience yourself,’ Bertolt said, dismissing him.

Connie groaned. ‘Whatever, man. Guess we’d just wish you good luck and en-jooooy tomorrow then’.

He was so relieved when his friends left him alone.

He tried to sleep so tomorrow could finally start.

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Your Steamy Birthday Celebration (pt. 1)

Summary: Your boyfriend Bertolt wanted to gift you three perfect days as your birthday gift. He asked Sasha to ask you about your kind of perfect day. Sasha managed to make you treat her and the girls (Mikasa, Krista, Ymir) to a girls' night out at the bath house. The guys - Jean, Reiner, Armin, and Connie – decided to help out but ended up embarrassing Bertolt. So, what did the gentle giant had in store for you?

Chapter summary: Bertolt asked Sasha to find out about your perfect kind of day. You and the girls went to the bath house. You got to tease Ymir and had some interesting boy talks with the girls.

Chapter tag: SFW, mature, girls night out, boy talk, gossip, bath house

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Bertolt sat beside Sasha during breakfast that day. Sasha was greedily munching her food, not realizing that Bertolt was trying to talk to her.

Mikasa came to sit across them and said, ‘Sasha, Bertolt’s trying to say something to you’.

Sasha looked at Berthold and spewed some crumbs toward him as she asked him what was up.

Bertolt took a napkin to wipe his face and said, ‘I need to ask you a favor’.

‘Spill!’ Sasha replied.

‘Our group will have some vacation days in two weeks. Scout Leader Y/N’s birthday will be around that time. She’s been the one initiating all the couple’s stuff, so I thought I should arrange something nice for her birthday. But, I’m not too good at deceiving her, so I can’t get the information that I need. Since you’re quite close to her, maybe you could ask her what would be a perfect day for her. Just so I could prepare it in advance’.

‘I didn’t think you could say that much in a single conversation. Verrry surprising, right Mikasa?’ Sasha replied.

‘Indeed’ Mikasa said flatly.

‘But, yes! Definitely! So sweet of you, really!’

‘Thank you,’ Bertolt told her, relieved.

Reiner who listened in to the conversation said, ‘We’ll also help to make the days memorable for her. Right guys?’

‘YEA!’ Connie said excited.

‘You don’t have to, really,’ Bertolt assured them.

‘No, we want to. Not for you, man, for Scout Leader Y/N. She deserved to be spoiled, especially after taking care of all of us,’ Reiner said with an air of virtue.

‘If it’s about making Scout Leader Y/N happy, then I’m in. I think I know what you’d need,’ Jean said sincerely.

‘Then it’s settled. We’ll all help,’ Reiner decided.

Bertolt smiled sheepishly. He could trust Jean because of his sibling-like relationship with Y/N. But, Reiner, weelll, he had very limited experience with women, even though he’d proudly say that he had ample knowledge. Bertolt doubted that Reiner would come up with something helpful.

After the morning training, Sasha and Mikasa approached you. Sasha was cheerful as always, while Mikasa looked like her usual gloomy self. But you could sense an air of excitement around Mikasa as well.

You happily greeted them, ‘Okay, girls, tell me what you’re up to’.

Sasha squealed happily, ‘Ah, Scout Leader Y/N! How’d you know we’re up to something? It’s something good, I promise you!’

You smiled, ‘Okay, tell me, then I’ll judge whether it’s good or it’s simply just Sasha’.

Sasha pouted, ‘I don’t get what you mean’. She then continued cheerfully, ‘BUT! Never mind. Scout Leader, listen, we’ve been training sooooo hard for weeks, and as you said earlier, our performance was top-notch! So we need to reward ourselves. How about all of us girls go to the bath house and have a girls night out, what do you say?!!!’

‘Hmmm…’ You put your hand on your chin, pretending to think hard. You did plan to have Bertolt give you a sensual massage tonight, but the thought of going to the bath house to soak your tired muscle in the hot tub sounded so good at the moment.

Besides, you have all these girls who would be happy to scrub your skin raw so you could reward Bertolt with your supple and soft skin later. Oh, the thought of him caressing your clean skin made you shudder with desire.

Okay, Bertolt just have to wait, you thought.

‘Okay, I think this is an excellent idea. Let’s do this!’

Sasha jumped up and down in excitement. You could see Mikasa’s wide grin as she clapped her hands.

‘Gather the girls after training today. No need for us to have dinner here. We’ll eat out near the bath house, pamper ourselves, than have a warm drink afterwards. We go all out, my treat!’

You saw their eyes glimmering with happiness. Even Mikasa’s gloomy face was no longer there.

‘We love you, Scout Leader Y/N!!!’ Sasha screamed.

‘Bye succcckkkkeeerrrsss!!!’ Sasha jeered at the guys after the day’s training ended.

‘Hey! Where are you going?’ Connie asked curiously.

‘Scout Leader Y/N is treating us for dinner, bath, and warm drinks after this,’ Mikasa told them matter of factly.

Fuming, Connie said, ‘I didn’t hear anything like that! How come I’m not invited?’

Sasha sneered while doing a little dance, ‘It’s only us giiirls, boys not allowed! It’s girls’ night out!’

Connie pouted, ‘Not fair! I also want to go’.

Ymir suddenly joined in, ‘Bertolt, we have YOU to thank for this. Sasha came up with the idea to get some info about your be-lo-ved. Now, I get to SEE what’s the fuss about her that make you all jittery at the sight of her, ey ey ey?’ She teasingly winked at him.

Bertolt’s face turned crimson red as he knew about Ymir’s attraction to women. To think that she was going to feast her eyes on his girlfriend’s body made him feel territorial.

‘Now, now, now,’ Ymir told him smugly, ‘I won’t DO anything. I’ll only look. Though I’m sure I could make her so much happier compared to your inexperienced self’.

He had to control himself from fighting her. Him? Inexperienced? Ymir had no idea the way HE made Y/N convulse in pleasure whenever they made love.

‘Stop, Ymir, you’re making Bertolt uncomfortable,’ Christa reproached Ymir kindly.

‘Fine. I will still look, though,’ Ymir said stubbornly.

Jean, who had been listening to the conversation, felt uncomfortable at the thought of Y/N being violated by both Ymir and Bertolt. Besides, he saw Y/N as his older sister, so he couldn’t bear having her being objectified. He pulled Sasha to the side and told her, ‘You better get nee-chan as far away from Ymir as possible. Sacrifice Christa if you have to! If you don’t, I’ll stop giving you my share of crackers!’

‘Eh? Ehhh???!!!’ Sasha couldn’t say anything. Ymir was too intimidating, but she couldn’t stomach losing the crackers.

‘Let’s just go everyone. We don’t want Scout Leader Y/N waiting on us,’ Mikasa said flatly.

The girls went away happily, chatting animatedly.

The guys just look at them with jealousy.

‘I really want to go to,’ Connie said like a spoiled kid.

‘Maybe we should ask the Captain to treat us too!’ Reiner proposed in excitement.

‘Who? Captain Levi?’ Jean asked.

All of them fell silence. Imagining the scenario where they’d approach Levi with the idea.

‘I think he’d just work all of us to death the next day, saying that the only way to stretch our muscles is through more work,’ Reiner said.

‘Wash up in the stream?’ Connie joylessly proposed.

They all sighed and went to wash up in the cold river.

You and the girls, well, women actually – Mikasa, Sasha, Christa, Ymir – were comfortably full after eating some wild boar stew at the inn near the bath house.

All of you went to the changing area to take off your sweat stained clothes. The bath house provided towels to cover your body while inside the bath house and another to dry off afterwards. They also gave a pumice stone to scrub your body, a small bar of soap with the scent of your choice [you chose apple blossom], and some honey-based moisturising oil. You couldn’t wait to use them all!

As you took off your clothes, you felt someone’s stare at the back of your neck. You looked back and found Ymir still fully clothed, scanning you up and down, openly assessing your naked body.

She was clearly impressed as she said, ‘Now I can see why Bertolt is all jittery and act even more idiotic whenever you’re around. Damn!’

Sasha, who just covered herself in a towel, suddenly remembered Jean’s threat. She started to dance around in between you and Ymir.

‘A-ha-ha… Ymir, you need to change! You’re the only one still fully clothed,’ Sasha said in a sing-song voice.

Something about Ymir’s smugness made you want to tease her to submission.

‘It’s okay, Sasha,’ then you turned to Ymir and told her seductively, ‘Well, you can see all you want and, maybe, if I like what I see, I’ll let you scrub me raw’. You put your towel on your shoulder instead of covering yourself, flashing Ymir with a full frontal view of your naked body. Then you turned around, walked into the bath area with an exaggerated hip sway to make your plump ass move seductively.

You heard Ymir’s lustful sigh and smiled.

Once inside, you splashed some water on your head and body before you went into the hot room. You stayed there for a while and felt your tired muscles beginning to relax. Then you washed with cold water before you plunged into the first warm bath.

You sighed in comfort and closed your eyes.

You heard someone approaching and you saw Mikasa joining you.

‘Hot damn!’ You unintentionally blurted as you saw her.

Mikasa jolted in surprise. ‘Was it that hot, Scout Leader?’

‘Y- yea, you are,’ you said, embarrassed but honest.

‘I meant the water?’

‘Oh, right, yes. No! The water’s just the right warmth for relaxation. You, on the other hand, woof, damn. No wonder Jean’s crazy about you’.

At the mention of Jean’s name, you could see her cheek blushing pink.

Uww, what do we have here? You thought gleefully.

‘You’re too kind, Scout Leader,’ she said as she got into the bath and took her seat beside you.

‘Seriously, though. Thoughts on Jean?’

She blushed deeper. You knew it wasn’t the warmth of the water that caused that blush.

‘Well, he’s nice. Dependable,’ she said. She plunged deeper into the water, as if trying to hide her face.

‘Really? I thought he could be more of a hunk. It’s just that I can’t see that since I helped my mom to deliver him into the world. Then I’ve seen his snotty, stubborn face too often to take him seriously’.

Mikasa giggled warmly.

Wow, way to go, Jean! There’s still hope for him, you thought.

Mikasa unexpectedly opened up to you, ‘when you see the snotty, stubborn boy grow into a handsome young man, how could you not see him in a different light?’

You knew she was no longer talking about Jean.

‘Emo boy???!’ You replied, appalled by the thought of Eren being handsome.

Mikasa went deeper into the water and blew some bubbles with her mouth.

Poor Jean, you thought. You know it’d be difficult to beat the childhood friend who was also one’s first love.

‘Weeeelll,’ You willed yourself to be nice, especially after she opened up to you a bit. ‘I’d say give it 2-3 more years, then maybe I could see what you’re talking about. Seeing his facial features, I’d say there’s some potential there’. Though you shuddered of the thought of ever finding that emo boy attractive.

You asked Mikasa, genuinely curious, ‘Do you think he sees you that way though? As a woman, not just a friend?’

Mikasa fell silent. Wistfully, she said, ‘What matters is my feelings. As long as he’s by my side, it’s enough for me’.

Ergh, this brat is too melancholic for her own good, you thought.

You wanted to promote Jean a bit, but then you saw Sasha, Christa and Ymir approaching.

‘What are you discussing about?’ Sasha asked cheerfully as she started to get into the bath.

‘Oh, nothing, just boy talk’. You knew how private Mikasa was, so you wanted to keep her secret.

Ymir groaned, ‘Argh, enough with boy talk already’.

‘Naw, just because you don’t want boys, doesn’t mean you can spoil our fun,’ you teased her.

‘Do you have any problem with my preference?’

‘Not at all. Should I show you how much I don’t have any problem with that?’ You gestured seductively for her to sit beside you.

She gulped, ‘Nope, I only have Christa in my heart!’

Christa looked at her, unsure of what was going on, ‘Ymir?’

‘We both know that who the heart wants may be different from who the body desires,’ you murmured seductively.

You saw her face flushed red as she started to breathe heavily. ‘I’m going to have a cold bath! Leave me be!’

‘Ymir!’ Christa called to her.

You laughed heartily, ‘Leave her be for a while, Christa, she’ll be back’.

‘You’re a bit mean,’ Mikasa muttered.

‘Okay, okay, I’m done teasing her. She’s been such a smart mouth ever since the first training, so I just want to tease her a bit. A cold plunge will do her good, Christa, don’t worry’.

You saw Christa took her seat in the warm bath and relaxed. Such a cute petite woman. No wonder men are hovering around her. She incited the manly urge to protect their delicate possession.

‘So Christa, any man on your mind?’

You saw a quick glance toward Mikasa before she looked down.

Oh, shit, you thought. What’s with the emo boy that made him so popular among the ladies. You just didn’t get it.

You didn’t want a fight to break loose, so you asked Sasha, ‘How about you, Sasha dear?’

‘Me?! I haven’t thought about that’.

‘Seriously?’

‘Mh-hm, I’m happy with the way things are now. Maybe, if a man comes along and he could cook good food, maaaaaybe, I’d consider’.

‘Just as I thought,’ you smiled as you tousled her hair.

‘How about you, Scout Leader Y/N, why Bertolt?’ Christa asked timidly.

‘Yea, I never thought that you’d go for someone like Bertolt,’ Sasha added, bewildered.

‘W- why not?’ You asked.

Christa replied, ‘I thought Reiner would be more your type’.

‘R-Reiner???!!!’ You were appalled by the idea.

‘He’s strong, righteous, valiant. A great match to your strength,’ Christa said with admiration.

‘Uhm, is it more like a match to you?’ You asked teasingly.

She blushed.

You were taken aback by the overlapping love interests between your squad members. This is bad, you thought. If they started to fight, you’d be stuck in the middle.

Sasha excitedly joined in, ‘No, I think Commander Erwin is more fitting for Squad Leader Y/N!’

‘Wh- what? No!’ You retorted.

Ignoring you, Sasha said, ‘Imagine this! He’d be like, I will reclaim this titan territory and build a fortress for my love, Squad Leader Y/N, where she’d live like a queen! Then I’d put in 5 babies in her, all cute and plump like summer potatoes! Come at me, titans! Rarrrrr…!’

You just stared at her. You saw drool forming on the edges of her mouth.

‘Are you thinking about eating my plump children?’

‘Oh, they just look so golden and delicious, I can’t help it’.

You and Christa started to laugh.

‘I think the shortie is the most compatible with you. But he messed up. That fool!’ Mikasa said with spite.

The three of you were too startled to respond.

‘Now, now, girls, I appreciate your thoughts, but I truly think that Bertolt is the best for me’.

‘Why?’ Christa asked.

‘He may look timid and unsure of himself, but he’s actually very sweet and caring. He gave me such comfort that after a long, tiring training or a bad day after an expedition, I could just hug him and all the bad things just melt away. He fills up my heart.’

And my groin, you added in your head.

‘Nawwww…,’ Christa said dreamily.

‘How would you describe a perfect day with him, Scout Leader?’ Sasha said eagerly, happy to finally get the chance to dig for information.

‘Well, I’d love a day where we don’t have to sneak around,’ you said wistfully.

‘You’ve been sneaking around???’ Sasha asked innocently.

You kicked yourself in the head. They were not supposed to know that you and Bertolt had been having steamy sessions in the privacy of your bedroom.

‘I mean, if we can just be a couple without worrying that others may see or judge us. I know some people are whispering behind our back because of our rank difference, like I could be exploiting him or him trying to sleep his way up the career ladder. It’d be nice to just forget about that. Me in a pretty frilly dress and him in civilian clothes. Take walks, have coffee, make lo-, m-make breakfast, just do things that civilian couples take for granted’.

You’ve witnessed too much death and suffering that you yearned for a mundane life with your heart-warming man.

‘That actually sounds quite nice,’ Mikasa said.

‘Hmmm…’ Christa agreed.

‘What kind of breakfast would you make?’ Sasha added.

You tussled Sasha’s hair and invited them to go the scrubbing room.

Ymir was nowhere to be found. Sasha was relieved that she wouldn’t have to protect you from Ymir. There, you scrubbed each other’s back and then scrubbed your own skin raw. Then you washed with the heavenly aromatic soap.

Mikasa offered to wash your long hair and you gratefully accepted the offer. There was something about Mikasa and hair washing or hair braiding. She was not only good at treating you hair, but her touch was always comforting. Just like when your mom helped you with your hair back then. You guessed that maybe Mikasa was recreating the tender moments she had with her mom too. Truly, this gloomy girl seemed to give you comfort in her own way.

Then you plunged into the final warm bath to wash off the remaining grime and truly relax. Ymir came to join in silence. No one talked as each was focused on relaxing their body and mind. You dried yourself, applied the luxurious honey-based oil and put on clean clothes.

Everyone was too sleepy that you decided to call it a day and postpone the warm drink session. Bed was what everyone yearned for.

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Levi Learns About Mushroom Foraging

Postwar Levi gets mushroom foraging lesson from Screpa. The first mushrooms that every newbie forage needs to know by heart are the deadly mushrooms! So, Screpa is showing Levi one of the deadliest in the region, lömsk flugsvamp/ the death cap (Amanita phalloides). It's important to know this one since it looks similar to one of Screpa's favorite mushrooms, Russula aeruginea. Levi looks so cute as he learns about the characteristics of the mushroom ♥️❤️♥️

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This story had the highest hits and kudos on my AO3 but haven't gotten much love here. That's why I'm re-blogging my own work. Don't really know if it's a problem to do so ^^

Pillow Talk with Hange Turned Warm

Summary: You and your best friend, Hange, regularly have pillow talks in which you appraise and fantasize about other Scout Regiment members' sexual prowess. Levi was the subject, and Hange described how his body looked when they peeked at him one time. As you felt the sexual tension building up, Hange offered to help you release the tension. Would you cross the line?

Tags: Mature, light smut, Minors don't interact, NSFW (maybe?), sexual tension, crossing the line, romantic friendship, unresolved sexual tension

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‘Hm… Who should we fantasize about today, Hange?’ You said sleepily.

You laid on your back on Hange’s bed. On your right, Hange was lying on their stomach while hugging a pillow. They said, ‘We’ve talked about at least half of the Regiment members who we personally know. We’re not that social, are we?’

You giggled, ‘Well, we don’t have to know them personally to undress them in our mind’.

‘AHHH!’

Their scream startled you awake.

‘Let’s do Levi!’ They said excitedly, with a little drool forming on the edge of the mouth.

You blushed crimson red at the mention of your crush.

‘I- I- I don’t think that’s a good idea’.

They stared at you, confused.

‘I have feelings for him and I’m not up to pairing him with anyone else.’

‘Tsk,’ they said mimicking Levi and his stoic expression. ‘Then you should be the designated sex buddy, cadet!’ they said with a very accurate Levi impression.

You could feel your cheek getting warmer. Your mouth dry. Body rigid. And, the familiar wetness between your legs starting to form.

‘Damn it, Hange, I don’t think I-‘

‘Have you seen him naked yet?’ They said ignoring your growing frustration.

They continued, ‘Well, he’s well built up, I can tell you that. All that muscles naturally built from training and slashing titans, you see. He’s short and on the smaller side for a male, but his proportions are great. Nice pair of legs, cute butt I must say. And strong arms! I think he has veins that I heard some female cadets one time refer to as manly. Well, they didn’t see his, not in a million year they’d get the chance to see his exposed skin. They just chatted about veins and all that. Oh, his chest is also on the smaller side too, but he chest bumped me once when I talked too much about an abnormal. And, MAN, those were firm yet comfy chest, I tell you…’

‘Hange…’ Your breath fastened and you started to become so turned on, so you needed her to stop.

‘What?!’ They looked at your face. You couldn’t hide your desire for Levi as you imagined all the things Hange said.

They laughed and said, ‘Ahhh…. Sorry, sorry, I have missed the most important part, have I? How he is in the between-the-legs-department… Ha-Ha-Ha!’

‘Hange…’ You begged her to stop. But they thought you begged for more information.

They suddenly became dark serious. They scooted closer to your side. Face just centimeters away from you. You tilted your head toward them. You looked at each other eye to eye.

Then they said in a low, deep voice, ‘I took a peek once. We were in an expedition. He killed so many titans and he was covered in titan blood and sweat. He felt naaasty. Then on our way back we saw a stream, so he had to clean himself there. He barked at me to stay 10 meters away from him. I had to sit with my back on a tree, facing away from him. Then he undressed. I heard the soft rustling of his clothes. The sound of metal as he unbuckled his belt and the harnesses. I could hear him folding the dirty clothes and stack all the gears neatly. That clean freak can’t let go of, can he? Then I heard him going into the stream. Some splashing. Fuck, it’s cold, he said as he touched the water… That’s when I…’

You were listening to her with all eagerness.

‘I SAW IT! I looked back and I saw his THING!!! Mwa-ha-ha-ha-haaaaa…. Until now I don’t think he has any idea that I’ve seen his whole body AND his manhood… hu-hwe-hwe-he… Ngya-haaa-haaaa…’

You gasped with irritation at her incomplete narrative.

They calmed down after a bout of laughing. Still with a smiley voice, they said, ‘Well. To be sure. His body may be on the smaller side, but down there, he’s like an average male when limp. Small body, average dick. That’s what he is.’ They chuckled.

And then with a serious expression, they illustrated the size with their two hands.

‘Oh… That’s nice’. You said longingly.

But then you could feel your nose exploding as blood sprouted out.

‘Eeee….. Y/N! Are you okayyy?’ Hange screamed and jumped off the bed to get some tissue paper. They jumped back in bed and helped you with cleaning up.

They giggled, ‘Just too much pressure that needs releasing, there, there’. They patted your head.

Damn it, Hange, you thought to yourself.

As the nosebleed subsided and you calmed down somewhat, you stared the ceiling. Imagining your beloved Levi cleaning himself at the stream. You wished so hard that you could be there and help him out.

‘Maybe I should help you get that release,’ Hange said.

You tilted your head toward them and saw their face just centimetres in front of you. Dead serious.

You gulped and couldn’t say anything.

They cupped your cheek with one hand. And then brushed some hair away from your face.

‘Might as well, right?’

You could only gasp.

You were confused but you could feel your body twitching with anticipation.

Hange rose up with their elbow then pinned their body on top of you.

They took both your arms and held them on top of your head with one arm.

They were firm, but didn’t hurt you in the slightest.

They used one arm to support themself as they moved your legs with their knees so that you were sprawled open. They lain on your middle. Hips on hips. Chest on chest. You could feel their body heat. The soft curve of their body.

You fill your nostrils with their musky smell.

Turning you on with each breath.

They looked into your eyes. Eyes drunk with desire.

Your best friend. Looking at you like that.

They’re beautiful, you couldn’t deny it.

You loved them. So. Much.

The pillow talks you had made both of you aware of what you both like in bed.

You’ve told each other your sweet spots. Your kinks. Your needs.

You communicated well, so you would not be embarrassed to tell each other what you want.

All these good things swimming in your head as you stared at your hot best friend.

‘Y/N,’ they murmured softly.

‘Hange,’ you said with equal softness. Ready and willing to make sweet love with them.

CRACK!

You heard it. Loud and clear. The unmistakable sound of bone cracking.

‘Ouf, my back!’ Hange said as they slumped to their back.

You heard them whimper. You laid there in the same position with a surprised expression. You felt disappointed, but relieved at the same time.

After minutes had passed. You heard hange sat up. They softly put down your hands to your chest. Put your feet together and tucked them under the blanket. They sat there brushing your hair with their fingers and then lovingly pat your head.

‘Well, that’s that,’ they said. ‘A missed opportunity, of something that could’ve been great’.

You smiled and nod at them.

‘But I learned that, in life, we can’t be too greedy,’ they said and sighed.

You just stared at them. You loved them so much. Your precious best friend. You knew for sure that if you crossed that line, only happiness awaited both of you. You would finally complete each other. Yet, both of you knew that, at least in this lifetime, that line could not be crossed.

‘And I also know that you’re his only and last shot of happiness’ they said with a sad smile.

With that they slumped to bed and curled themself away from you. You stared at their back for a while. You could see the weight of loneliness and what could have been on that small back.

You didn’t understand what they meant. But you would never ask them because this moment was going to torment both of you for years to come.

‘Good night, Hange,’ you said as you mimic their posture and lay on your side, facing away from them. You closed your eyes, hoping to dream about the life you would’ve shared if only you crossed the line.

This story is part the "Detours to Your Heart" series, comprises of stories of YOUR friendship and slow burn romance with Levi Ackerman. You build many interesting relationships with other AOT characters, such as ambiguous friendship/ romance with Hange Zoe, a whirlwind romance with Bertolt Hoover, sibling-like relationship with Jean Kirstein, and many more!

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Farewel to Sawney & Bean

Summary: Hange's beloved Titans, Sawney and Bean, was murdered. Hange held a small party to commemorate them, attended by you, Moblit and Levi. It was a party made for fools, but Levi managed to go through it. At the end of the party, Levi had a tender moment with you...

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It was a bright afternoon, and Levi stood by one of the windows in Erwin’s office. The window overlooked the path connecting the mess hall to the training ground. He looked at the soldiers on their way to training after lunch. Some walked alone but most walked in groups, animatedly talking. He suspected that most of them were discussing about the ‘murder’ of Bean and Sawney. It may not be murder since they were titans, but they were Hange’s research subjects, so the killing may be done out of malice or something else.

He was here to discuss it with Erwin. Erwin seemed to think that there was something sinister behind it.

He sighed.

Whatever the reason, the two fools were overly dramatic about the whole situation. He tried to push away the so-called party for the late titans that Hange forced him to join last night.

‘Levi. Twenty-one hundred hours. My office. Come alone. Make sure you are not followed,’ Hange told him yesterday after the morning briefing with Erwin.

‘Wha-‘ He replied.

‘SSSHHH!’ Hange pushed their index finger toward his lips, but he managed to avoid it at the last millisecond. They looked to their left and right, as if making sure no one heard them.

‘See you then,’ they went away so quickly that he couldn’t reject them.

He wouldn’t have humoured them if not for the tragedy that recently befall Bean and Sawney. So he reluctantly went.

When he arrived, he found Y/N, Moblit, and Hange lounging on the sofas, each holding a glass of mead. Their faces red due to intoxication. Upon seeing him, Hange raised their glass and said, ‘You’re late!’

‘You said twenty-one hundred hours and I’m exactly on time,’ Levi replied with annoyance.

‘Hange, sweety, we did decide to invite him an hour later in case he’d ruin the mood for all of us,’ Y/N said to Hange a bit too loudly, as if he wasn’t there.

That fool, Levi thought as he gritted his teeth in annoyance.

‘Oh yea, yea, that’s true. Welcome anyway, Levi, come come come, sit siiit. You may sit opposite me beside Y/N, ooooooor, even better, sit between me and Mobilt so we can warm you with our body heat,’ Hange said in their usual sing-song voice.

‘Squad leader, I don’t think he’d want that,’ Moblit stated the obvious.

Hange seemed surprise, ‘Why not, Levi? It’s quite cold right now and your tiny bo-‘

‘Shut it,’ he said as he threw himself on the empty spot beside Y/N.

‘Ngaaaww,’ Hange said disappointed, pouting their lips like a child.

‘You want some?’ Y/N asked him while offering an empty glass.

‘I only drink tea,’ he replied cooly.

‘Aaaa-ha… I don’t think I should handle hot water right now,’ Y/N told him, slurring her words.

‘Unless YOU’RE the hot water for his TEA, ngya-ha-ha-HAAAAA,’ Hange said gleefully.

The three of them, including Moblit, laughed so hard that they gasped for air.

O boy, he thought, I'm surrounded by idiots.

Y/N wiped tears from her eyes and gave him a glass of water instead. ‘Here, here, you can at least have some water,’ she said still giggling.

‘Hm,’ he replied flatly.

The idiocy continued late into the night.

Hange said a goodbye speech to Bean and Sawney, while Y/N and Moblit cheered, clapped and even cried with them.

They came up with a ridiculous play in which Y/N and Moblit acted as Bean and Sawney while Hange re-enacted some of the experiments on them.

Y/N recited a poem titled ‘no reproductive organs, no problem, since you have a tongue’, which she wrote on the spot.

Idiots. Idiots, all of them, he thought.

But he didn’t mind.

He may looked annoyed from the outside and refused to take part in the madness.

But he was relieved to see his dear friend Hange coping with the loss very well.

And he was glad that both Y/N and Moblit stepped up to the plate and matched Hange’s energy.

He was also pleased that they involved him on his own terms.

Nearing midnight, Levi saw that Moblit started to look drained. Finally, the poor man couldn’t keep up with the fools’ energy.

‘Go on ahead, Moblit. I’ll handle them,’ Levi said dismissing Moblit.

‘You sure?’ Moblit asked while looking his precious squad leader crying in the arms of Y/N.

‘Mhm. Just go,’ Levi replied.

‘Thank you’. Moblit was secretly relieved and went out without saying goodbye to the crying mess.

Levi allowed the madness to continue for a couple of minutes then he stood up and walked toward the two intertwining bodies on the floor.

‘Okay you two time for bed,’ he said with annoyance.

Y/N suddenly sat up and posed seductively toward him. She pushed up her chest, one hand twirling her loose pony tail, and the other caressing her own shoulder. Then she said huskily while slurring her words, ‘But da-ddy, you need to tuck me in’.

He was taken aback by the unexpected scene.

He wasn’t into any kinks, even the thought of vanilla sex terrified him.

But,

But this…

This involved the woman he loved and had started to desire for a while now.

Even though she belonged to someone else.

So, the sight of her seducing him, with that beautiful face and smoking hot body mystified him.

He didn’t know how to react to this.

Hange suddenly sat up and nagged at Y/N, ‘No, no, no. HE doesn’t have daddy kink. Erwin does!’

‘Ahaaaaa, that’s truuuuuuue,’ Y/N replied to Hange. She slid herself back to the floor. She laid on her side, using her arm as a pillow.

Levi didn’t know if he should be relieved or disappointed with the sudden change.

‘Okay, my friend, help me up. You’ve been a good sport so I’ll obey you,’ Hange told him with their arms up in the air.

‘Tsk’

Levi helped them up and walked them to the adjoining bedroom. Then he pushed them to bed and roughly put the blanket over them.

‘You can help Y/N to bed as well. I’ll keep her warm in my embrace,’ Hange commanded Levi.

‘I’ll put her on the sofa, you perv!’ He retorted.

‘Ngaaawww…’ Hange protested for a while but fell asleep in an instant.

Levi knew that Y/N often spent the night with Hange, sharing the same bed, but he refused to put her there. He didn’t want to witness his love in the arms of another, even though he knew nothing was going on between Hange and her.

He walked toward Y/N who was still in the same position on the floor.

‘Your turn,’ he said coldly.

But she didn’t move at all. She seemed fast asleep.

He grudgingly picked her up.

She was bigger than him but he had no problem carrying her. He stood while carrying her for a moment to look at her. Soft purring sound came out of her slightly open mouth. Her messy hair covered parts of her cheeks and forehead, but not enough to hide her beautiful face.

He thought to himself, why couldn’t he have her stay by his side.

He slowly walked to one of the sofas, the one opposite to the adjoining bedroom door.

He gently put her down, went to the bedroom to grab the extra blanket and pillow.

He went back to the sofa, put a blanket over her. He sat on the edge of sofa then gently lifted her head to put the pillow underneath her head. He carefully removed her hairband, in case it could hurt her while she was sleeping. He tenderly caressed her face to put strands of hair away.

‘Mmmh…,’ she moved her face as his caresses tickled her. Still asleep, she swatted away his hand but then caught it, placed it in between the palms of her hands, and rested them near her cheeks.

He couldn’t, or wouldn’t, pull his hand away.

He just sat there looking at her. He felt the pain of his twisting heart. He had told himself that it was okay for her to be with someone else as long as she was alive. He told this lie thousands of times. Sometimes he believed it, but not in moments such as this.

‘You’re an idiot, you know,’ he heard Hange’s soft voice from the bedroom. ‘Something beautiful could’ve happened between me and her, but I gave up because I knew she was your only and last shot for happiness. But you ruined it. If only I knew back then,’ Hange told him with a voice filled with sadness. They started sobbing - no longer sobbing for their dead titans, but for being reminded of their failed love.

Levi agreed. He was the biggest idiot of all. But it was too late now.

—

Levi felt the weight of sleepiness in his eyes. He didn’t get any sleep as he stayed with Y/N until sunrise. Only then he forced himself to let go of her hand and walked away.

Erwin approached him with a cup of tea, which he truly needed to fight off sleep.

He continued looking at the walking soldiers, while Erwin joined him. They silently enjoyed their tea, until they both saw Y/N and Bertolt.

‘Ah, the love birds,’ Erwin said matter of factly when seeing Y/N and Bertolt walking together. Bertolt looked a bit downcast but kept his attention to Y/N. Y/N was talking animatedly to him and seemed oblivious to his mood.

‘How are you with this?’ Erwin asked Levi flatly.

‘Surviving,’ Levi answered. He realised that there was no point hiding his feelings from Erwin. Erwin could read him like a book, and Erwin even knew long before him that Y/N was more than a dear friend to him.

‘Barely,’ Levi added.

A slight smile appeared on Erwin’s face. ‘Your own doing’.

‘I know,’ Levi said as he sipped his tea.

They saw the couple stopped on the track. Y/N took both of Bertolt’s hands, then gave him a quick kiss on the lips.

Levi felt his heart twisting in agony.

He heard Erwin chuckled softly.

‘It’s for the best. She needed intimacy, physical connection, but I’m incapable of giving her that. As long as she’s alive. At least I can ensure her survival,’ he told Erwin.

They saw Y/N twirled and happily climbed up Bertolt’s back. She put her left arm up, as if telling him to charge forward. Bertolt laughed and started to run while carrying her. She hugged him tightly and laughed all the way to the training ground. Both Levi and Erwin could feel the cloying happiness between them.

‘Believe it all you want,’ Erwin replied after a while.

‘Tsk’. He couldn’t fool Erwin. ‘You’re a sadist, you know that. You seemed to enjoy this,’ he told Erwin in annoyance.

‘I’m not bringing this up to cause you pain. I wanted you to realise your mistake, so that when the second chance comes your way, you won’t be the same foolish brat that you were,’ Erwin told Levi in a fatherly tone.

Seeing Erwin’s determined expression, Levi stated, ‘I’m not going to kill the pine tree, if that’s what you meant’.

‘Oh, I’m not so sure about that,’ Erwin replied with an air of mystery.

Levi gritted his teeth. Erwin must’ve sensed something about Bertolt but didn’t have enough information yet to share his deduction. There was no point pushing Erwin, so he just had to keep a closer eye on Bertolt.

Damn it, Y/N, why do you always throw yourself into danger?

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