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#☕️. levi’s december: 2021 !
bummie · 2 years
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00 | 進撃の巨人 | ATTACK ON TITAN !
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( g.neutral. reader )
levi’s december: day two — sensitive.
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content warnings: dom!reader, bodily fluids, dacryphilia, nipple play, praise, minor sadism, body worship.
synopsis: levi ackerman is pretty sensitive.. but can he cum just from having his nipples sucked?
love note: *gulp* god he is so cute.. anyway, day one is doing pretty well! i wanna thank everyone who reblogged it. much appreciated!!
however, i do wanna remind y’all that i block ageless blogs, so please do not interact if you don’t have your age visible on your blog.
with that being said, please enjoy this lil thirst. <3
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levi ackerman had never been touched. not by himself, not by anyone. though, he’s tried before, but.. he couldn’t go through with the thought of doing something so “disgusting”.
he had his urges, of course, like nearly every other living being, but he was willing to suffer with sexual frustration rather than just alleviating it himself.
because of this, any stimulation, whether kissing him, running your hands through his hair, or just letting your hands wander his body, those such movements could quite possibly send him over the edge.
his inner thighs are particularly sensitive..
he looked so cute as he watched your fingers graze the sensitive flesh of his thighs, your tongue flattening on the delicate bud of his nipple.
listening to his voice as it let out a melody of shaky whimpers, his back arching into you, body quivering from your touch alone.. such a privilege to witness. a privilege that must be earned, and only you have earned it.
your hands slipped under him, pulling his smaller body from the mattress, into your lap, lips only detaching when you switch to give his other nipple some much needed attention.
levi twitches in your grasp at the sudden flick of your warm tongue, muscles flexing as your hands continue to wander over his soft skin. he grips the fabric of your shirt at your shoulders, his head hanging low into the crook of your neck.
his beautiful black eyelashes are decorated with tears as his eyes squeezed shut. you continue to caress him, eliciting an accidental moan to escape his throat as you did so, though slightly muffled by your shirt.
suddenly, you feel his legs press hard into your thighs as he tries to close them, his breathing quickening as he feels that vaguely familiar tightening of his lower half.
you grip hard at his hips, the pain sending electricity throughout his reddened body. he jumps, biting your shoulder to stifle his whimpers.
his cock twitches a few times, and it’s not too long before you’re watching as white, hot, strings of cum shoot out onto your chest, and his abdomen.
levi’s fingers were digging into your biceps as his body shook in your lap, shaky breaths of relief, combined with short whines of need slipping out of his mouth.
leaning your head up, you press a quick kiss to the corner of his quivering lips, running your hand through his messy hair.
“so, so pretty, baby. y’did so good..” you kiss his temple, “can you do that one more time? for me?”
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bummie · 2 years
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00 | 進撃の巨人 | ATTACK ON TITAN !
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levi’s december: day four — riding.
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content warnings: dom!reader, penetration, bodily fluids, praise, etc.
synopsis: how does our captain handle the intimacy of riding him?
love note: heglrhrhe >:3 enjoooy these headcanons!!
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such a pretty baby.. always so perfect for you.
he’s an obedient boy, so he gets to touch. though, most of the time, he just wants to hold your hands.
always does as he’s told, as long as he’s comfortable with it.
if your legs get tired while riding him, he’ll help you out, meeting your shallow strokes with his own slow, deep ones.
his body is super sensitive, as he’s never even touched himself before you.
needs you to kiss him when the pleasure gets overwhelming, but he holds off for as long as he can.
sometimes, his mouth falls agape mid-kiss if he’s about to cum. it’s so cute when his eyebrows furrow, eyes squeeze shut, n watch as his head tilts back into the pillow.
when he cums, his body always quivers, and his back arches as his breathing halts.
the sounds he makes are a mixture of shaky, semi-rapid breaths, quick whimpers, and occasionally, higher-pitched, drawn out moans.
leave gentle kisses on his cheeks, the corners of his lips, and neck until he comes down from his high and catches his breath.
he’ll try to keep going if he isn’t spent, but that’s mostly for you. he’s definitely a people-pleaser, and wants you to feel as good as possible.
always makes sure you cum at least one time before he does.
though he’s inexperienced, he knows his way around your body, and your own individual needs. he learned just for you.
“y’did so good for me, honey.. so, so good.” levi’s warm breath fans at your collarbone as he recovers from his orgasm, nodding as strands of his dark hair stick to his damp forehead.
you leane down toward his puffed lips, pressing soft kissed to them, stroking his cheek with your thumb. his chest shakes as he opens his eyes and looks up, needy lust still lingering in them.
“..again.”
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bummie · 2 years
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00 | 進撃の巨人 | ATTACK ON TITAN !
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levi’s december: day one — sweet tea.
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content warnings: kissing, fluff.
synopsis: to think that humanity’s strongest soldier could be so.. sweet.
love note: day one of my ‘levi’s december’ series where i write a lil somethin’ about levi every day until his birthday! hope you enjoy <3
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the sound of raindrops beating softly on the rooftop echoed throughout the dimly-lit room. every now and again, the sky rumbled lowly, creating a soft symphony that subdued the silence between the two of you. it was comfortable. peaceful.
weeks worth of dirt and other debris rinsed smoothly down the sides of buildings, splashing and jumping around on the cracked brick below. the rain gave off that familiar damp, organic scent of petrichor. the earthy-smell of soaked wood — combined with the former — soothed your nostrils.
your body lay sprawled out across levi’s bed, calves dangling off the side. the pure-cotton sheets were extremely soft, and well knit. no doubt they were crafted by experienced hands.
there was no sign of wear — it was as if they’d never even been used. the mattress pressed firmly against your back as your weight all but sank into it. there wasn’t even a small divot where one would usually lay. you knew levi didn’t sleep much, but when he did, it clearly wasn’t in his bed.
levi’s chair was a different story, however. the cushioned seat was pretty much perfectly fitted to the shape of his bottom-half. it was kinda funny seeing the outline of his butt indented into the chair, but you’d never say anything. it’s something only you and hange have the privilege of seeing, and you planned on keeping it that way.
thick, humid air seeped in through the poorly sealed window, cooling the room down, while also making it heavier. it sent a wave of goosebumps over your body, not phasing your wandering mind in the slightest, however. your eyes were trained on the ceiling, absentmindedly tracing the patterns engraved into the large slabs of wood above you. each intake of breath you took was silenced by the rain beating on the roof just above it. not that you were loud — quite the contrary.
levi sat peacefully at his desk, attentively flipping through stacks of letters and documents. the tea you had prepared for him minutes before let off a consistent stream of steam that danced beautifully as it battled with the cold air surrounding it. it was putting up a good and graceful fight.
you turned your attention toward his desk, watching as his fingers periodically rested gently on the rim of his porcelain cup, settling there until he lifted it to his reddened lips. the heat of the brew stung the delicate, plush flesh, resulting in the attractive color.
his eyes were low, as usual. fixated on the detailed sentences of each page, studying every word, re-reading it over and over just to make sure he hadn’t mistaken any information. he was thorough.
hange tended to lessen his load of paper work, knowing all too well how much levi struggled with reading and writing. he would turn the page every few minutes or so, gaze gliding across each sentence, again and again.
it was clear that he was struggling with whatever he was currently focused on, but you didn’t want to interfere unless he asked. eventually, he’d get frustrated by it, and only then would you step in. he seemed to be doing just fine for now, so, once again, you turned your attention to the ceiling.
it was sparkling now, the light of the lamps reflecting on the droplets of moisture hanging from it. shining like stars you’d never get to see so up-close.
you hadn’t realized how heavy your eye lids were becoming until they were actively opposing your own urge to keep them open. it was short-lived, however, as you decided to let them rest. only for a short while, of course.
“dozing off already?” your heart jumped as you were awoken, rolling your gaze toward levi’s chair, where you met his eyes. his damp hair hung messily over his forehead, a few strands clinging to his skin.
you couldn’t help but get trapped in them, mesmerized by the contrast of his dark hair and blue eyes. the lamp’s flickering gleam shone in them just as they’d done in favor of the stars, emulating that same dreaminess and peace within him.
he’s so perfect.
“the rain is making me tired.” you smiled, amused by your own words, stretching as you spoke. “it’s early. are you sure you can’t stay up a little longer?” you took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly. “don’t think i can.”
for a second, a flash of disappointment formed in his expression as he shuffled in his chair, breaking eye contact for only a short time. “why don’t you make yourself a cup of tea?” he asked, getting a little bit antsy at the thought of not having your company. “there’re no more tea leaves left.” he turned his head back toward his hand, gripping the rim of the warm tea cup again, only to turn, making a silent offer to you.
and you accepted.
levi’s eyes followed you as you made your way over to him, tenderly receiving the cup into your own hands. the heat of the tea warmed the tips of your cold fingers, the bitter smell making you uneasy about drinking it. you liked sweet things.
“i’ve never had black tea. ‘m not really fond of bitter flavors.” you stated, embracing the warmth of the cup.
a small pout formed on his lips, brows furrowing as a mask to cover it. it was barely visible, in fact, but you could see it. you mirrored his expression, pushing your bottom lip out into a pout. “aw, don’t do that..” you say, lightly tapping the underside of his chin with the knuckle of your pointer finger. the small gesture elicited an unexpected heat to prick at his cheeks. to his luck, you didn’t notice the pink tint.
er, at least, you pretended not to.
“you could at least taste it first.” he said, forcing an attitude, unable to calm his excited heart. your gaze snapped toward his, causing him to stiffen.
you placed the smooth china on the wooden desk, the quiet thumps it made as it was set slipped into your subconscious.
steadying your body with your arm on the seat of his chair beside his thigh, you loomed over his figure. your eyes flicked all over his body, trying to read his every movement, every feeling. he leaned his back into the seat, pressing his legs together.
with your finger, you angled his chin up to meet your lips. it was a quick movement that caught levi by surprise.
his lips were hot to the touch, probably because of the tea, shocking the nerves of your own. he didn’t reciprocate it, as he had no clue what was going on. he was stunned, unable to process your sudden closeness.
you were actually pretty shocked yourself. his eyes were wide, lips parted. may as well have been the most he’s ever used his facial muscles.
levi’s heart was beating out of his chest, nervous you could hear it pounding against his ribcage. he calmed down after a few seconds, and though he was still a bit wary, he didn’t pull away as you leaned in for the second time.
your breath felt feather light on his damp lips, and he wasn’t even sure if it was real or a feint of his imagination. you paused, waiting for his approval. his fists gripped tightly around the arm rests of his chair, the color returning to his knuckles as he loosened up a bit. levi’s eyes were darting between your eyes and your lips as he prepared for you to do it again.
and you obliged.
he angled his chin upward, this time of his own accord. though his breathing was shaky, his nerves were attempting to settle themselves down from the sudden rush of adrenaline.
and again, this time more gently, you pressed your lips to his. he made a little sound as you did so, squeezing his eyes shut, and indulging in the warmth of you. though, most of the heat was caused by the excitement of the intimacy.
it took a second, but levi imitated your movements, hesitantly reciprocating the kiss. you could feel his nervousness as his lip quivered against yours. the bitter taste of the tea was accompanied by an unexpected sweetness as you pulled away.
standing up straight, turning toward the cup of tea, you brought the liquid to your lips, taking a small sip. you were shocked to find that it was completely bitter. your eyebrows furrowed, “it’s not as sweet as you, but i guess it’ll have to do.”
“a..are you doing that on purpose, brat?” levi asked, putting on an angry expression to try and mask the fire burning at his cheeks. a snide smile spread across your lips as you let out an amused chuckle. “doing what on purpose?” the room was silent for a moment before he huffed and looked away. “you’re annoying.. you know what i’m talking about..”
setting the tea back down, you resumed your previous position. again, moving in closer to his face. “what?” you leaned in a bit closer, watching as he averted from your intense gaze. “this?” your tone lowered at the last word, yet it remained soft.
your lips ghosted his. “y-yes..” his voice was hushed as he met your eyes once more, anticipating your next move. it was almost as if he wanted it more than you did, but didn’t have to guts. he was so caught up in what you were gonna do, that he subconsciously leaned in — just a bit.
happily accepting, you felt your heart flutter for the nth time tonight.
levi’s sudden neediness was so adorable. it was honestly hard to believe that he was not only comfortable with this big step forward, but he was asking for it. it was heartwarming to know he truly does trust you, and that trust is attractive.
he really does love you.
without any more hesitation, your lips gently met his, molding to eachother’s shape, consumed in the warmth of eachother, completely engulfed in the feeling of not being alone. finally, he had someone that he knew would be by his side forever.
you. you were gonna be his.. forever.
so this is humanity’s strongest, huh? he’s so.. cute.
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bummie · 2 years
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00 | 進撃の巨人 | ATTACK ON TITAN !
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levi’s december: day five — crush.
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content warnings: minor cursing, fluff.
synopsis: how can you tell when humanity’s strongest has a crush?
love note: just want him to sit on my lap.. :,( anyway, here’s a mini q&a ! enjoy, my loves. <3
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q: would he know if he had a crush on you?
a: to be honest, no. not at all.
before you, he’d never shown any interest in anyone. he’d never even hugged anyone but his mother.
of course, he’d grabbed people to get them out of the way, or ruffled people’s hair, but that was the most affection he was willing to show.
what he did know was that he cared more about your well-being than anybody else’s, but.. he made up excuses for that, mostly to appease himself.
some of his excuses were that you were “weak”, and needed to be “watched”, even though you were on an elite squad..
during missions, he’d often ask erwin what your position would be, and if he could, he’d try to keep you in, or near his squad, just so that he could protect you if it came down to it.
not that you needed his protection at all. you were climbing the ranks faster than anyone had before. you were breaking records like it was a piece of cake, and that’s no easy feat.
every time a red or black flare went off from your position, he internally panicked, keeping his gaze locked in that direction until he knew the threat was neutralized.
it got to the point where he ended up caring more about your safety than his own. he put his own life on the line a couple times, just to make sure you didn’t get anything more than a scratch on your body.
he didn’t think anything of it until hange pointed it out. they had taken notice of how frequently levi asked erwin for information about your exact whereabouts. he constantly questioned who you were with, how far away you were gonna be from him, what you were doing, etc.
even some of the scouts in his squad noticed how concerned he got when a titan was spotted near your area.
when hange confronted him about his odd behavior, levi just scoffed and called them a “four-eyed bastard”. they waved him off, chuckling as they parted ways.
when missions were completed and everyone got returned, the first person he would search for was you.
if you were injured, he’d stay by your side, or if you weren’t being patched up by anyone else, he’d tend to your injuries for you.
q: what are some of the little things he does for you that are his way of saying he cares about you?
a: levi isn’t exactly the romantic type. he’s not even too familiar with physical affection. he does, as mentioned earlier, give head pats sometimes, but other than that, nothing.
but, whenever he was around you, he couldn’t seem to keep his eyes off you. in fact, it was more of a struggle to look away.
albeit, a side glare, but he didn’t mean any harm by it.
every time you were in a meeting, he always secretly hoped that you’d stand by his side, and if you did, he’d stand close enough for your arms to brush against eachother, but just barely. he liked the feeling he got in his stomach whenever he was near you.
you were never suspicious of his behavior, however, because he still seemed pretty distant. there wasn’t a point in time where his facial expressions changed much when in your presence.
you weren’t even aware that he treated you differently from the rest of the scouts, because his attitude on the outside remained unchanging.
if he was having tea, he’d make you some as well, which wasn’t common behavior of his. of course, you’d always thank him for it.
eventually, he even asked you to make him some. he rarely ever let anyone make him tea. he liked it done a certain way. but, once again, for some reason, he was drawn to the thought of you making his tea for him. sometimes.
when you poured him a cup, you were super nervous that it wasn’t going to be to his liking, and to no one’s surprise, it wasn’t.
but you didn’t fret. you were never intimidated by him.
he stopped what he was doing just to teach you how to do it his way. that way, you could make all of his tea. it wasn’t that he was lazy, he just really liked spending the (unnecessary) time with you.
another thing he’d do if he liked you, is ask you to clean with him. he usually makes the scouts clean together while he cleans alone, but he’d probably ask you to assist him, and say it’s because you’re “shit” at doing it on your own.
don’t take it personally. he just really likes you.
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bummie · 2 years
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levi’s december: day three — a warm cup of tea.
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content warnings: minor cursing, fluff.
synopsis: cold mornings call for warm tea, and gentle conversation.
love note: god this took so long. let me know if ya want a part two!! also lmk if there’re any typos! tyty <3
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the first day of december in paradis was always such a crisp one. still, the cold air was — somehow — gentle as it stole the warmth from pedestrians walking the streets of their hometowns. yet, it was peaceful. comforting.
a chill breeze washed over the cracked brick roads, guiding scattered leaves, and the fresh scent of pine between buildings. nobody knew why the winter carried such an aroma, but my god, was it alleviating. so alleviating.
humanity needed this break. after fighting for so long, we deserved this kind feeling of contentment. we deserved to smell the fresh sweetness of pastries wafting through the streets, to watch as steam danced atop a savory cup of tea. this is what peace is.
this newfound peace, today, was something that you wanted to experience for yourself. no. something that you wanted to share with someone more special than anyone, or anything else in these godforsaken walls.
“what can i get for ya?” the distant chatter of the café was humming in your ears as your finger rubbed the tip of your nose, trying to bring it back to life. you sniffled, slipping your hand into your pocket as you stood tall, gazing at the menu.
it was warm in there, and it smelled so so sweet. almost like you were being embraced by a blanket made of fluffy bread.
you knew what you were gonna get, but you still wanted to see if there was anything new.
“can i get a black tea, no sugar, no milk, and a green tea with sugar? both to-go, please.” you finished, leaning on the counter as the burly man gave a kind smile, nodding.
oh-. what’s this? “i see you’ve got somethin new on your menu. what is it?”
“ah, it’s a lemon muffin. not too popular lately, but we got some regulars. might be because’a the price, but lemons ain’t cheap, so i ain’t goin cheaper.” as per usual, his voice was warm as he spoke. though, you were surprised to find it was laced with disappointment.
“mm, i see. i want one of those as well, then.”
“you sure, little one?” you nodded. “n i’m not little anymore, gerry.” he chuckled, chest rumbling the air as he did so. “i know, honey. just been a while since i seen ya. not sure i’m ready ta see ya all grown up, yet.” you looked down, tapping the toe of your boot on the floor, a small smile spreading across your lips.
“here you are, darlin.” gerry handed you your brown paper bag of goodies.
it smells good.
“well, i’m glad to see you’re doin okay.” your voice fell off into a sigh at the end of your sentence. you waved him off as you turned on your heel, “thank you!”. he nodded, “come back soon, alright?” humming as a response, you set off, the sound of your boots tapping on the wooden floor cutting into the indistinct chatter.
as soon as you stepped outside of that toasty café, the temperature difference shocked your nerves. chills ran all over your skin, even underneath your jacket, let alone the other layers of clothing. no wonder so many people were hanging about in there.
the wind was quick to slam the door shut, and it startled you a bit, but you were on your way.
as you looked down, you could see waves of steam sneaking out of your bag of warm breakfast, and not wanting it to get cold before you reached your destination, you held it close to your middle, hoping you’d be able to trap in the heat. though, it could have been doing the complete opposite.
the chilly air nipped at your nose, just as it did before you entered the café. at this rate, it could damn well just fall off.
it hadn’t even snowed yet, but man was it cold. you knew it was going to soon, it was just a matter of time now. somehow, weird enough, you could smell it. could just be your instincts, or maybe the frostbite, but nevertheless, you were quite excited to relax with your family and friends in the snow within the coming days.
your thoughts continued to wander, thinking about all the things you could do once it finally snowed.. the first year ever that you’d get to experience this peace, and you get to do it with the people you adore the most, as well. it felt unreal. you could actually feel excitement bubbling up in your chest as you danced around all sorts of possibilities in your head.
the smile plastered on your face continued to grow, probably looking pretty odd to the people brushing past you as you walked. that is, until you arrived at that same old dark-wooden building with the mis-matched grey bricks.
taking a deep breath, you exhaled what was left of your excitement, and took a step toward the large wooden door. though you knocked a couple times out of “courtesy”, you just let yourself anyway, the heavy door creaking loud as ever on its journey shut.
dropping the bag off on the table, you walked toward the stairs.
it wasn’t quite as warm in the house as you’d expected it to be, and it was even more concerning that as you made your way up the stairs, you found that it was colder up there.
“what’s the point of knocking if you’re just gonna come in anyway?” levi asked, standing in the doorway of his bedroom.
a smile cracked into your lips, eyes bright as ever as you lay your eyes on him, “good morning to you, too.” heading toward his shorter stature, you leaned to the side to press a quick kiss to levi’s temple. “you look cute in that.” the words slid off of your tongue with no shame, eliciting a flame to burn in levi’s pale cheeks.
“but you’re freezing.” sliding the fabric of your coat off of your shoulders, you wrapped it around him. albeit with a little bit of resistance, but you did.
levi shot you a dirty look and crossed his arms over his chest, but it didn’t phase you. how could it when he was wearing such a cute outift?
his shirt was white, baggy, long-sleeved, and most definitely not his size. the collar was nearly wide enough to hang off of his shoulder. he also had long, blue, plaid pajama pants on, and honestly, it was quite a sight to see. he never wore pajama’s.
is it christmas already?
“i brought you some breakfast.” it’s not like it was a surprise, but he sure did perk up like it was.
“what is it?” he asked, dropping his attitude and following after you. you ignored him, choosing to keep him curious. the house was spotless. especially the kitchen.
so this is what he does when he’s off-duty? also, the fuck does he need such a huge table for?
pulling the paper cups out, you set them next to eachother, only for levi to pick one up immediately after you set them down. he brought it to his nose to smell. “tea?” you nodded as a response, handing him the bag. “n this,” your voice soft as you pulled out a chair, ushering him to sit — taking your seat beside him as well. he peered at you for a second, then looked into the bag.
“what is it?” “it’s a lemon muffin. i know you like lemon, so i thought you’d wanna try it.” he was silent as he tried to hide his smile, but the swing of his legs gave away his excitement.
it’s contagious.
you tuck his hair behind his ear, wanting to see his pretty face. watching for a second as he set the bag back on the table, you swiftly rose to your feet, “ah, let me get a plate for you.”
“and a fork?” he asked as he adjusted himself on the seat, pulling your coat further into him. you didn’t miss it, your heart skipping a beat as he did so. “mhm.”
“and my cup?”
“and your cup.”
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bummie · 2 years
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levi’s december — event.
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december is the month that levi ackerman was born. so, as a way to celebrate him, i will only be writing about him until his birthday, december 25th. i hope you’ll enjoy! <3
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day one: sweet tea. — suitable for work.
synopsis: to think that humanity’s strongest soldier could be so.. sweet.
day two: sensitive. — not suitable for work.
synopsis: levi ackerman is pretty sensitive.. but can he cum just from having his nipples sucked?
day three: a warm cup of tea. — suitable for work.
synopsis: cold mornings call for warm tea, and gentle conversation.
day four: riding. — not suitable for work.
synopsis: how does our captain handle the intimacy of riding him?
day five: crush. — suitable for work.
synopsis: how can you tell when humanity’s strongest has a crush?
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