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happybird16 · 2 years

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Leather and Scales

Mermaid Levi / Fem Reader

Summary: Levi had been surprised at first, when you’d asked to fuck him. He doesn’t think he’s ever been upside down before, much less seen so much leather prior to today.

Warnings: 18+ NSFW, Inhuman genitalia, Levi basically has a vagina that acts as a sleeve for his dick, anal sex, rimming, ass eating, soft BDSM play, discussion of safe words, oral sex (m! receiving), Dom!reader, Subby Levi, fingering, anal fingering, pegging, light breath play, leather and restraints, if I missed anything feel free to tell me.

Note: This started out as a simple thirst for @levmada based on some discussion on the discord, and quickly evolved into a whole story beyond my control. Think of this as an Escape side story, if you will.

Word count: 7.8 k

Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40382814

Levi feels somewhat lightheaded, his ears buzzing with the loud rush of blood. The chain above rattles, high and metallic, as he spins gently in the harness.

He doesn’t know if he’s ever been upside down before. Certainly not out of water, where gravity is free to pull him down. He feels so heavy, even with the suspension supporting his weight.

Bioluminescence is already buzzing along his fins, the bright blue bouncing off of the nearby walls. Shining, reflecting off of the paint in the small room. It’s supposed to be enticing, his mating display, lighting up all the soft, powdery blue webbing along his form. It’s supposed to make him beautiful, desirable, but most of the time he just feels too bright. Silly.

How you look at him, though, makes any lingering worries seem foolish. The display makes your eyes brighten, face filling with awe no matter how many times he shows off. Now, your gaze trails along his lights, lingering at the ones along his earfins.

“Are you still feeling okay?” you ask. It’s a bit disorienting to see you from this angle. He’s used to looking up at you, his tail stuck in the sand, but not like this. There’s never been this much distance before, not to mention the fact that he’s upside down.

“Mhmm,” Levi replies, vision swimming a bit as he nods his head. His earfins flick, the soft membrane brushing the skin of your leg as you steady him.

“It’s not too tight?” you question, fingers testing the leather. Levi can feel you tug at the straps above him. Fingers wrapping around ones high above head, twined tight against his scales. They bend the appendage, holding his tail together high over his head and across his back, causing the leafy ends of his fin to barely brush the carpet below.

Levi doesn’t think he’s ever seen so much leather in his life.

“No,” Levi assures. Despite being aloft, the position isn’t uncomfortable. The bend isn’t too far off from when he has to sit on a shore or rock. None of the straps pull too hard, the balance seems perfectly even. The leathery material feels a bit odd against his scales, almost too smooth against his gritty bottom half.

The light tug causes him to swing a bit, swaying back and forth, his hair almost brushing the floor. You circle around him, pulling the straps away from his skin and watching his flesh jiggle as they snap back into place.

“Straps like these can’t be used on humans, you know. They’d cause all sorts of bruising.” At your words, you pull at the leather trapping his arms together behind his back. It smacks back into place against his bicep, making him jump at the light sting.

“But not you. You're so heavy I doubt regular old rope would even hold you up, anyways.” You thrum the long strap stretching far from the bend of his tail all the way to the join the ones across his back and wrapping around his neck.

“You look so beautiful like this, love…,” you start, circling behind him. He can feel the skin of your foot brush against the powdery blue ends of his tail as you pass. Soft. Every part of you is always so soft.

The casual moniker makes his heart surge in his chest, emotion welling up in his throat. Love. You love him. He is loved.

You say it so easily that it almost makes him jealous.

Pausing in your circling, you stop right in front of him. Taking a moment to admire the stretches of black across glittering dark blue scales, the juxtaposition of dark leather against pale white skin.

”…black leather against your skin and scales, dangling at my mercy.” Your tone sounds almost fond, your eyes so hot that they almost burn his flesh.

He feels a bit silly, to be honest. Levi thinks he must look like a freshly caught fish, put out on display at some farmers market. He only agreed to this because you had seemed so excited by the concept.

He’d been surprised at first, when you’d asked to fuck him.

Levi may be inexperienced in manners of the flesh, but the concept wasn’t too foreign to him. Mers come in all shapes and sizes. Plenty of Mers have both a pussy and a cock, using them interchangeably with their partner, or in some cases partners. Levi doesn’t know much about the physicality of humans, but he more or less figured the same was true.

The wide, fleshy cock strapped to your waist bobs with every step. It’s long, certainly more lengthy than his own cock. Not nearly as wide, though, and he’s sort of thankful for that fact. The human coloring still strikes him as odd, compared to his own cock. It makes sense, he supposed, that such a thing would come in human colors.

It’s strap on, you’d explained. A flesh-like, silicone dildo, purposely crafted to resemble a penis. Your cock, for all intents and purposes.

You smooth your hand along his flank, his scales catching against your skin. “I’ll know if you're not alright anymore, right?”

“Mhmm.” He murmurs in agreement. You’d discussed this before, when you’d explained the concept of sex toys to him. Diligently answering his countless, probably foolish questions.

In most cases, in play such as this, the partners usually use some sort of safe word. Some tell to indicate that one party is not okay and that everything either needs to slow down or stop immediately. Easy enough. Levi knows for a fact that his mating display will turn off the moment he’s unsettled, luminous blue cutting to darkness in a split second.

A simple solution, one paving way for your next request.

Levi tongues the little holes punctured into the round plastic ball, teeth clacking curiously at the hard plastic. The gag in his mouth is odd, a completely foreign concept to him before today. It certainly makes it difficult to speak, though some words seem to come out clear as day. No, for example.

Levi sincerely doubts it’ll do anything to muffle his groans. He sucks, already feeling himself begin to drool a bit. In spite of the gag, Levi is determined to not slobber everywhere like some sort of muzzled mutt.

In his excitement, the scales below his abdomen have already slid to the side to expose his sex. A finger slides along the entrance, brushing teasingly along the sensitive, light filled labia encircling and protecting the little hole that encases his cock.

The touch is so light, so soft that it nearly tickles. It makes him gasp, jolting at the fond pressure. Levi doesn’t know if he wants to move into it or away from it.

“You’re gushing already,” you croon, voice full of awe. He can feel slick drip along his belly, aided by gravity's cruel grip.

He is. Levi wants to blame the leather encircling his throat, the tension of it digging into his skin and pressing on his Adam’s apple. It’s tight, not quite suffocating him, but a constant pressure that’s almost comforting. Exciting. Exhilarating in a way that makes him wish the press was harder. That it actually constricted him, cutting the breath filling his lungs and making him see spots of black.

Or the plastic tucked between his lips, leaving him nearly voiceless, powerless to your will. The leather holding his aloft and preventing any movement. He hadn’t known what it was like, before this very moment, to feel so open and vulnerable. Exposed, like an open wound, yet thrilling, like being caught as your prey. Trapped, helpless, to your bidding.

Maybe he could even blame the blood rushing to his head, the light roaring making him flap his earfins to fight off the sound. A high, static buzzing building along the back of his head and causing a shiver of goosebumps along his spine. It makes him feel flushed, his face hot even without your teasing.

But, really, he knows it’s you.

Bare breasted, you stand before him in only a tiny, nearly see through set of panties. Intricate lace that he knows you wore just for him, maybe even purchased for just this occasion. The harness rests on top of the thin fabric, dark leather straps holding it in place. In the middle, your cock hangs heavy, wrinkled in a mocking simulation of veins.

The black straps dig into the plush of your thighs. For a moment, Levi wishes that his hands were free, just so he can snap them against your skin like you did his own. He would enjoy watching your flesh jiggle, relish in it, just as you did.

”Here’s an idea,” you start, sliding a single digit along the slick petals of his sex. “How about you don’t let that cute little cock of yours come out until I say so?”

“Mhmm,” Levi agrees, nodding his head to help portray his meaning. He can do that, he thinks. Maybe.

At this point, as dizzy and horny as he is, Levi is pretty sure he’d be down for anything you wanted.

One finger teases along the ring of his entrance, swirling circles along his sex before pressing in. He groans at the stretch. It’s a small, somewhat thin addition, but it’s you, which just makes the pleasure so much more.

The digit swirls along his walls, curiously pressing into his silken flesh. A thrust and he whines, trilling a high inhuman noise somewhere deep in his chest. Good, but not nearly enough. He needs more, wider, thicker.

Gauging his reaction, feeling his need for more, a second finger joins in the stretch. Knuckle deep, finger tips brush the head of his cock. “Oh, you're already so close. Are you sure you can hold it in for me?”

“Yesssth.” This might be a bit more difficult than he thought. Levi can already feel his cock sliding forward, spreading his velveteen walls in its wake. Still, he’s determined to follow your will. Anything for you.

Leaning down, you lick a wet slip along his sensitive labia. Twirling your tongue around his entrance as you fill and fill and fill him with your fingers.

“You taste so good, babe,” you groan out, mumbling the words right against his buzzing petals. “Sweet and rich, but with just a hint of tangy salt.”

Tugging one side of his sensitive blue flesh between your lips, you suck. It makes him whine, straining and mewling. He gasps a hard inhale, feeling saliva begin to bubble up along his lips.

The tongue slides, hot warmth trailing across his scales to that other exposed entrance. Only inches below, it swirls, scorching and wet, against the tight pucker of his anus.

“Mha?” Levi tries to ask. What? What are you…? You hadn’t discussed this. But oh oh, it feels so good. Odd, certainly strange, but so good.

“You like that, huh? Me eating your ass?” You ask, twin digits still spearing into his sex.

The tip of your tongue teases that tight pucker, pressing into the muscle. Oh oh. That’s dirty. Filthy in a way that makes him want to beg for more.

It dips in, pink muscle lapping along his walls. It’s shallow, not nearly as deep as the questing digits in his sex. But, oh, it’s so much more. A deeper, richer pleasure that he can’t even begin to describe.

In and out, in and out, again and again in a rapid pace that matches the twin digits jabbing into his sex. The dual sensation nearly makes him lose his mind. A swirl, your tongue running a circle into his gummy walls. You're groaning into him, vibrating his sensitive flesh with your enjoyment.

“Nnnhaaaa!” A series of rapid, upward laps almost makes him scream. His chest heaves, straining against the leather with every heavy gasp. His vision almost swims at the sheer pleasure. Yes yes yes.

He almost cries out in protest when your tongue leaves him. “Look at your little hole twitch for me. Such a needy boy.”

“Ffffgh.” Fuck you. The tease makes him wiggle, as much as he can, leather creaking as he stretches in its tight grip.

Leaning back, you swirl the saliva in your mouth, before spitting a sticky glob directly onto his twitching hole. “Beautiful,” you note, watching his entrance twitch.

It’s warm. Scorching. Making him even dizzier, his vision swimming as he feels the hot saliva drip along his scales and down to his sex. It makes him throb, the head of his cock lurching forward to press right up against your fingers.

Oh oh. You lick it right back up, sliding your tongue along his holes. First licking along his labia, gathering his growing slick on your tongue, along with your own spit. Then returning to his anus, lapping hard, firm strokes along his entrance. Never entering, only teasing the ring of muscle.

Shit. Shit. He wants more. He wants you inside of him. Tongue, fingers, or cock, anything, he just needs more.

Fingers sliding out from his sex, the complete loss only makes the ache worse.

They slide, slick and shiny from his sex, to tease his anus. One digit swirls and swirls in small circles along his entrance, making his mind buzz, goosebumps welling up along his spine.

Ah ah. He’s so tight, the slide of one finger already feels like too much. The pressure against his gummy walls feels so much different than that of his sex. Similar, but somehow deeper, almost robust.

He’s done this before on his own, thinking of you while avoiding sleep. Your fingers are thinner than his own, not that his are that thick in the first place. Still, the stretch feels so much more, so much more powerful than any of his attempts.

The finger wiggles, the pad sliding easily along his walls as you start a slow, patient pace. It makes him gasp, pulling tight as he attempts to thrust into the touch.

A second joins the fray, the stretch nearly making him hiss. It stings, just a little bit, right around the ring of his entrance. A pinch, almost like his skin has been pulled too taught. They scissor, gaping him open, wide and wet beneath your gaze.

It’s good. The pleasure is so deep and so sharp it’s almost sweet. Yes yes yes.

He’d been so intent to not drool. Fighting, sucking hard on the plastic between his lips, in an attempt to not make a mess. Now, he loses the battle, saliva bubbling up through the ball gag to slick his chin. It drips, darkening the fabric below him. Staining the carpet with a large, wet splotch that only grows with each stroke. Widening and widening as Levi quickly loses control of his groans.

“Fffuck.” Levi feels like he’s gaping. Aching to be filled by your cock.

“You ready, baby?” Hands wrap around his hips, holding him in place as you slide the rubbery head of your cock along his folds.

“Yesssss.” The word runs long as he struggles to groan around the plastic filling his mouth.

He’s strung up at the perfect height for you to fuck him while standing. You planned this. He knew that, because of course you did. The two of you discussed the mechanics, after all. Still, the attention to detail nearly strikes him dumb.

You’d been eager enough to painstakingly measure every stretch of leather, every metal hoop or connecting buckle. Planning out how to safely secure his inhuman form, how to angle him just right so you can easily slide your cock right into his ass.

The sheer effort makes his heart throb, an odd fondness filling his chest. This still feels sort of uneven, the pleasure tilted almost entirely on his end, but you wanted this.

More than just asking. More than just curious exploration. You wanted this.

It never ceases to fill him with awe, everytime you show your desire so openly and honestly, even in such small, inconsequential ways. It’s shocking, how much you genuinely care for someone like him, so strange and unusual, even to his own kind.

You might taunt him, teasing him till he’s red in the face, but it all just means that you care.

Guided by your hand, the tip of your cock slides, gathering the slick along his labia and gushing from his sex. Nudging the sensitive skin and poking enticingly against the hole of his sex. The odd flesh-like material is almost cool, nearly chilly compared to the raging heat within him.

The head slides into that entrance, the slow thrust easy because of how wet he is. He's practically sloshing already. With just the tip, you fuck the entrance of his sleeve.

Oh. Oh. The head of your cock brushes his own. It’s good, so pleasant that Levi has to close his eyes, pinching them tight with a sharp gasp. Soft, flushed and incredibly sensitive skin against firm silicone, the head of his cock practically kisses your own with every shallow thrust. Compared to that, the stretch of his walls pales in comparison.

Shit. He could cum like this, his cock still trapped in its sleeve. Gushing white in cream pie of his own making.

In a desperate attempt to ground himself, Levi digs his nails into the skin along his arms. Trapped crossed behind him like this, it’s the only sort of stability he can get. What a silly concept, a fish like him, suspended up in the air, desperate for some sort of ground.

“Mmmngh,” Levi whines, immediately mourning the loss when you cease the shallow thrusts into his gushing hole. Your cock leaves him with a wet soft pop, making him feel hollow and empty. He misses the press of your head against his own, such soft and sweet pleasure.

The head of it teases his other entrance. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll be nice and gentle.”

Levi balks a bit. It may be his first time, but the assurance is unnecessary. He’s strong, far sturdier than any human man. It’s just a cock. Surely it can’t be too difficult for him to take. It’ll be fine. Easy.

Oh.

Oh fuck.

It burns.

“Hssssh,” Levi hisses, wind whistling through plastic holes. His tail kicks, as much as it can, electric blue light stuttering. Flickering on and off like a lightbulb near expiration.

“Shh, it’s okay. It’s okay.” The hand at the small of his back becomes a steady, calming pressure, your fingers winding small circles into his skin. “Do you want to stop?”

“Nno,” Levi groans, voice rough and raspy. No. He can do this. Your fingers had felt so good before. Levi just needs time to adjust to the thickness of your cock. “Ssslow,” Levi manages.

“Okay,” the head nudges a little further into his entrance. “Just tell me if it hurts too much, okay?”

“Mhmm,” Levi agrees, pinching his eyes tight at the burning pain.

There's a pop, as the head finally slides past the tight ring of muscle. He sighs, shoulders almost shaking in relief at the sensation. It stings, the first real stretch of your cock. Just the fat head sliding into the hole of his entrance, stretching him wider than he’s ever been before.

Repeating your motions from before, you fuck him just like that. Sliding the slick tip in and out of his quivering hole.

Over and over and over again. In, just far enough that he can feel the ridge of your head right against his entrance, then out. In, just enough to spread him wide around the thickest part of your cock, then out.

It stings. Fuck. It burns. But it burns so good.

He strains, struggling to keep his cock from sliding out from his sex. Desperately, Levi holds his abdominal muscles tight, as the length surges and threatens to leave its sleeve.

“Relax,” you sooth, sliding your cock just a bit further into his depths. Barely two inches in and he struggles, bearing down on the strap. Just a little bit down, and so much more to go. “You're so tight.”

He can’t. Not if he wants to follow your orders and keep his needy, leaky cock in its sheath.

Still, he tries. With a shuddered breath, he loosens up his bottom half while still trying to keep the muscles of his core solid around his cock. It’s difficult, almost impossible as you nudge further into his hole.

Sometimes it’s so much work to get his cock to come out, but now it seems almost inevitable, despite his best efforts.

The slow, rolling thrusts of your hips make him groan. Sliding further and further and further still along his gummy walls. Filling him, stretching his silken walks inch by gradual inch.

“You’re doing so good, love. Taking my cock so well,” you murmur, eyes bouncing from his face to that stretching hole. A hand slides along the scales of his tail, fingers rubbing soothing circles into the hard lines of muscle.

Finally, finally, you reach his limits. Your hips pressed right up against his scales. It’s so much. The stretch is so excruciating that it almost hurts. An odd mix of pleasure and pain that only makes him want more.

This angle has him so unbelievably tight. Your cock stretching him so much he feels almost thin. Gasping, shaking, like a fish in need of water. The hard ridge of the head far in his depths, kissing his silken walls.

If this were flesh on flesh you’d be mated, immediately connected together for the rest of your lives. The thought makes him hazy, breath catching and heart beating hard in his chest.

“Am I alright to continue?” You ask, running your hands along his scales as if to calm him.

Levi gasps, straining to nod his head. The burning sting around his entrance has already faded, leaving only simmering pleasure.

Sliding out slowly, he can feel just the head remain, the ridge of it stretching his hole. With one smooth hard thrust, you slide back all the way to the base.

Oh. Oh fuck. That’s good. Digging his nails into his elbows, he shudders at the next addition. The pace is slow, hard, but the pleasure is so much more than he ever thought was possible.

“Oh, look at that!” Your hand prods against his stomach. “I can see my cock stretching out your belly.”

Oh. Levi can see it too. His stomach pushing out, bulging as his insides make way for your cock. Oh Fuck. The sight has him clenching, his cock throbbing and surging in its sheath.

“I’m half tempted to free your hands,” you start, hand pressing down on the bulge. The added pressure, pushing his front most wall hard against your thrusting cock, is such a sharp, agonizing pleasure. “So that you could feel me-,” there's a firm press, followed by a hard thrust, “-right here.”

Fuck. He wants that too. To feel you filling him both inside and out.

From this angle he can see your cock thrust into him. A slick mess of foamy white bubbling up along its base. Hands wrapped around his waist, you swing him, pulling his body back and forth to meet each of your hard thrusts. That odd, flesh toned cock spreading him wide. It’s so good, the width of your cock is perfect.

The leather wrapped around his neck creaks as he strains his neck to watch you fuck him. It nearly chokes him, making him gasp and quake. He loves it. He pulls hard against the leather, letting it constrict the air in his throat until his vision swims with spots of black. Yes yes yes.

Dazed, Levi almost wishes that it was your hand around his neck instead.

“Fffftsr.” Faster. Somehow, impossibly, you understand him. Filling him faster and faster, cock spreading his gummy walls, leaving him gasping and groaning. Your thrusts are even and steady, so hard he feels like he’s going to be obliterated.

He’s so loud, so helplessly noisy. His usually deep voice fills the room despite the gag, high and airy in his pleasure. Little, meaningless Mer noises fill his chest. Long vibrating warbles that only echo the whines leaving his mouth.

You're watching him. You have been, this whole time. Hot eyes trailing along his face, drinking in every twist of his features, every loud too-high-pitched whimper.

It should be embarrassing, but he could care less.

It’s so slick. A lascivious wet slide with every one of your thrusts. The loud, filthy tacky sound of flesh of flesh. It’s such a dirty noise. It should be disgusting. He should hate it. But he loves it, the noise makes him gush, leaking more to add to the sound.

He can almost imagine it’s really your cock. That instead of soft, rubbery silicone, it’s real, blood filled skin pumping into him. Your own flesh filling him, your plump head brushing far against his walls.

At the thought, his dick lurches forward. So close to leaving the ring of muscle at his entrance. He can feel it, right there, the fat head stretching the muscle. Gritting his teeth into the plastic, he bares down, pulling his abdomen tight in a last ditch attempt to follow your command.

“Hmmm,” you hum curiously as you deliver a hard thrust, filling him to the brim. “Is that your cock I see peaking out? Are you gonna break the rules?”

“Nnnh,” Levi tries. No, no he isn’t. But it is so close. He’s so hard, he can feel the tip twitching and throbbing as heated skin meets cool air. He shudders, desperate to stop the slide.

“Are you sure? I can see the tip leaking, all flushed such a cute purple,” you mock, voice full of power.

Fuck. Fuck. He can’t. He can’t hold it in anymore. It’s too good. The pleasure of you fucking him is just too much. He stretches as much as he can, arms and tail straining against the leather restraints as he fights the fruitless battle.

“Please,” Levi begs, barely able to get the word out around the gag. It’s too hard to keep his cock in, not with you filling his other hole so well.

“Oh poor baby. You want to let your cock out?” You croon, voice soft yet full of a coy undertone.

Fingers swirl along his entrance, teasing the exposed tip of his flushed head. A thumb swirls along the wet flesh, nudging the gushing little hole along his head.

Fuck. Nails dig hard into either of his own elbows, threatening to break his own skin. He’s never been so sensitive before. Nothing he’s done on his own could ever compare to your touch.

“Pleasth,” Levi slurs. He nods his head furiously, vision swimming a bit from the speed.

“Let it go for me, love,” you acquiesce, spending his labia wide between your fingers so you can watch.

With a relieved sigh, Levi finally let’s go of the tension in his core. He shudders, feeling his own skin slide against the gummy walls of his sex. Dark blue flesh slides out from his entrance, a loud, overly slick sound. With a smack, it slaps wet and heavy against his abs, leaving a trail of white in its wake. His vibrating, luminous labia shines brightly, the sensitive skin wrapping around the darkened base of his cock.

“Such a pretty dick.” You grasp him, eyes hot as you admire the length. Levi doesn’t think he’s ever been so hard, so flushed and swollen with blood. His tip is such a dark, swollen shade of purple.

You stroke the length slowly, despite your unending, rapid thrusts into his velvety depths. Sliding your fingers along the dark, royal blue bulging vein along his underside, they trail up to the sensitive ridge of his tip. “Flushed such a beautiful shade of blue.”

Levi’s eyes water. His face burning at the praise. He’s lost his will to stand strong against your teasing, now hanging completely limp in the harness.

Closing his eyes, he doesn’t think his display has ever throbbed so brightly. The electric blue buzz burning through the darkness of his eyelids.

Levi can almost imagine that it’s your pussy he’s thrusting into instead of your hand. That the slick mess is not just his own, but the combination of both of your desires.

That you're somehow, impossibly, gifting him with both your pussy and your cock at the same time.

Overwhelming his senses entirely as you fuck him twice over.

He needs more. He needs it faster. Harder.

Levi whines, teeth clacking against the plastic of the gag. Tail jerking above in a fruitless attempt to meet your thrusts. Hanging like this, he can barely move his hips. Sliding into your hand and onto your cock with short, abated thrusts.

Ah ah. Fuck. Shit. Suddenly you brush right up against that hard spot along his walls, one that he’s never quite been able to reach with his own fingers. A small, sensitive patch of skin that steals all the breath from his lungs. He clenches hard, walls bearing down on your cock.

“Right there, huh?” You can tell, just from how tight Levi’s gotten that you’ve found his prostate.

Angling your hips, your thrust directly into that sensitive patch of skin. The spongy head of your cock brushing against the hard ball inside of him. “You like that?”

“Mhmm,” Levi hums in agreement, bobbing his head. It makes him see stars, his vision filling with small spots of yellow and white. The hot knot of pleasure in his stomach pulls tight-tight-tight. Like a twisted up mess of rope, threatening to make him spill over.

Clenching his jaw against the surge of pleasure, he can hear an odd clack. Sharp, pointed teeth grind against the plastic ball in his mouth, digging hard into the spit soaked material. With a snap, his teeth break through, chomping down on the gag and breaking it into frayed little pieces. Straps slackening, it falls below, joining the mess of drool painting the floor.

Mouth free after so long, Levi can’t help but pant your name. Blurting out strings of nonsense, his lips moving without his will. “S’ good. S’good. Fuck hah.”

Levi’s never seen fire before, only heard tales of flickering flames passed down through his ancestors. This must be what it feels like, though. This burning, liquid heat searing through his veins and scorching along his limbs. Lava, threatening to burn him into liquid nothingness.

Levi wants it to do so. Desperately.

He wants nothing more than to succumb to that raging heat. For it to destroy him, utterly and completely, leaving nothing but a gooey liquid mess in its wake. In your wake.

“Are you close, love?” you ask, voice sounding surprisingly strained. It must be the effort, he thinks dazed. You’re fucking him so well.

“Yes. Yes. Please!” He’s crying, his voice nearly cracks at the plea. Levi doesn’t know how long tears have been streaming along his face. They trail downwards, instead of beading along his chin. Wet streaks disappearing into his hairline.

“Please what?” You gasp, delivering a volley of hard, rapid thrusts that only brings him closer. His peak is so near that he can nearly taste it. A raging inferno just on the tip of his tongue.

Part of him hates how composed you are, compared to how utterly torn apart he feels. “F…fuck you!”

“Just ask, love.”

“Can…,” Levi gasps for air, chest heaving even as his gills flex to compensate. “Can I cum? Please.”

“That’s a good boy!” Despite himself, he clenches at the praise, silken walls tightening around your cock.

You thrust harder, smiling at his reaction. “Go on, love. I want you to look at me while you cum.”

Hand shifting, you rub his cock at an increasingly rapid pace. Palm wrapping around the upper half, you bombard him with small taunting jerks of your wrist, thumb swirling along the head of his cock. He’s so flushed, the tight grip makes him whine.

But that’s not what sends him over the edge, instead it’s the look you give him, so eager and excited. Face flushed, sweat beading along your brow as your eyes shine with sordid joy.

“Ngh,” your name comes from his lips in a drawn out moan. “Fuck. Just like that. I’m…” He cums. Vision spiraling with black, ears rushing with blood. Levi cums harder, deeper, than ever before.

It’s hard to meet your eyes, as darkness threatens along the edges of his sight. Your gaze only adds to the heat rolling through his blood.

The orgasm burns through his whole body. From the thick powdery blue membrane at the edge of his tail, to the dark fibers of his hair. Impossibly high and sharp, a veritable inferno scorching along his insides.

Beneath the rushing of his ears, Levi thinks he hears you groan, pressing your hips far into his own. The sheer depth makes him shudder, his peak climbing impossibly higher, sharper.

His cock spurts, warm stings of sticky white seed splashing onto his belly. Trailing along his abs and dripping towards his chest. Several streaks fly far, adding to the mess of drool and broken plastic on the carpet below.

He gasps when you pull out of him, suddenly feeling so empty after so long. Strings of his slick stretch out, pulling thin as if in a last ditch attempt to bring your cock back to his hole. The silicone is shiny with it, drenched in foamy white globs of his slick.

“That’s it love,” you sooth. “You made such a pretty face when you came.”

“Shut up,” Levi strains, struggling to speak as echos of his orgasms throb through him. He doubts that his face can get any redder, his chest is certainly already splotchy with pink, but heat floods his cheeks nonetheless.

He wants more. Your skin against his, heated flesh pressed to heated flesh. The soft, plush of your form as tight as possible against his own hard muscles.

“Kiss me. Please.” His voice is so high pitched that he should be embarrassed, but he can’t find the energy to care.

Crouching down on to your knees, back bending, you wordlessly grant his request. Pulling his lips into an odd, upside down lip lock. It’s awkward, unfamiliar, a bit like your first kiss. Pulling your lips with his own, he can feel your nose brush against his chin. Satisfied, Levi hums into the shallow lip lock.

Your rounded, human nails dig into the scruff of his undercut, causing goosebumps to well up along his back. He can’t help but shiver, despite the boiling heat still filling his veins.

Licking his way into your mouth, Levi revels at the flavor filling his senses. He can taste himself on your tongue. Hot and rich, sweet just as you described. He obsesses over the flavor, trapping your tongue against the roof of your mouth with hard rapid laps. He wants all of it, to completely swallow the musty taste of himself until he can only taste you.

Fuck all. “L…love. I… I love you,” Levi murmurs against your lips. You say it constantly, casually, and yet he struggles to get the words out even now.

He wishes he could wind his nails into your hair and pull your lips harder against his own. Dig his nails into your scalp as he tastes himself deep into your throat.

He doesn’t want it to end. Levi wants your lips against his own forever, breathing each other in instead of oxygen. He could, gills flare and flex along his neck. He could kiss you for the rest of time.

You break the lip lock with a wet smack, eyes hot as they trail along his face. Little pecks pepper along his face, trailing the dried tear lines. “You were so good for me. Such a good boy.”

He can’t help the heat that floods his face, his body immediately flushing at the words. Even the tips of his ears feel hot. “Stop that.”

“You like it. I know you do.” You’re right, but Levi is reluctant to give you the satisfaction. Admittedly, there’s a part of him that preens at the moniker. A filthy, quickly growing and endlessly horny part of him that wants to be called nothing else.

He hates the teasing lilt to your tone, it makes him want to slam his mouth back into yours, if only to shut you up.

“You're still hard,” you note, the statement ending with a questioning lilt.

Levi is. His cock is so flushed and full of blood that he feels like he could cut glass. It throbs, his light display still thrumming rapid beats of electric blue. The scorching, all encompassing heat still fills his veins.

“Can I…,” he starts, suddenly realizing just how wet his mouth is, how much drool has coated his chin. He feels lost, as if he’s trapped somewhere along the peak of his orgasm, never truly coming down from that high peak. “Need to fuck you. To fill you up with my seed.”

His vision swims with the image of his white gushing out from your folds. Unfiltered want fills his chest. Want for your hot, gummy walls squeezing him so tight that he sees stars again. Want to destroy you, like you did him, to fill you with his cock and plug you up tight with his knot. “Please. Need your pussy. Wanna’ give you my knot.”

Levi regrets the words as soon as they leave his mouth, dread filling his chest.

It’s too soon. You’d wanted some time before mating him. Forever connecting your soul to his, thanks to the unique magic of his blood. Abandoning your odd, human world and joining him for life in the water. It would -will be a huge change, upending your life completely. He understands the hesitation and is fine with waiting as long as you need.

His lust got the best of him, heat and hormones filling his limbs and loosening his lips. He shouldn’t have said anything, shouldn’t be rushing you.

Fuck. Worry hammers his heart as he watches your face shift, lips pursing in preparation to respond. “Sorry…I know…”

“This would be a bad place for that,” you reply, calm and simple. Your face is surprisingly warm and open. Fearless, unlike the previous time this was discussed.

You're right. You're always right. If both of you had tails you’d just end up stranded in this small room, left to dry out on the carpet like literal fish out of water.

“It’ll be soon though. I promise.” The words sooth his hammering heart, calming the last of his worries. Soon.

Soon. Very soon, judging by your response.

You’ll look so beautiful, he bets, coated in scales. Maybe… maybe you’ll even grow your own cock. So you can fill him up and knot him. His used hole aches at the thought.

Gaze straying from your face, Levi can see how wet you are. The fabric of your panties soaked dark beneath the straps of your harness. He can practically see the small patch of curly hair on top of your mound, the thin lace completely soaked through with your liquid desire. He can smell it, even. Nose flaring, the scent of your desire floods his mouth. Hot, sticky, full of a beguiling musk that he can almost taste.

“Let me eat you out, at least,” he begs, mouth already watering a bit at the thought. “Use me -my mouth, like this.” Levi swings himself for emphasis, the metal ring connecting him to the ceiling clanks with each sway.

He can already picture you crouching, hands in his hair as you hold his face against your sopping pussy. Nails biting into his skin as you pull his mouth harder and faster against your thrusting wetness. Moans, both yours and his, filling the air as he laps at your folds, his senses drowning the taste of you. Maybe he’ll even quest a bit further down, tonguing that other entrance like you did his. “You’ve gotten nothing from this so far. You deserve it.”

“Enticing, but I’ve gotten more than enough already, believe me.” There’s a dark, simmering heat in your eyes that only excites him further.

Did you… could you have? Did you cum just from fucking him? Is that what’s dripping along your thighs?

Rising to your knees, your fingers skim along his abs in the ascent, the touch so soft it’s almost ticklish. His stomach jerks, flinching as you near his throbbing length.

Gripping his cock, you thumb curiously along his head. He nearly hisses at the contact, choking on his own saliva.

“You didn’t even flag one bit,” you observe, tone curious. “How many times can you go?”

“W…,” god he’s so swollen and flushed, the contact makes him spurt a bit. “Won’t go away until I have something to knot.” It’ll continue, unending, until something is around his base when he cums.

“So flushed, you must be so sensitive,” you note, gaze hot, locked directly on his cock as you palm him curiously.

“Ye…,” he stops, interrupted by a firm stroke from base to tip. It almost stings, his overly slick cock so swollen and responsive it feels like he’s on the needles edge of pain and pleasure. “Ahh-,” Levi breaths in a sharp hiss between his teeth, eyes pinching tight. “- gentle.”

Sliding your fingers along the mess of his chest and stomach, you gather a bit of his cooled seed from along his abs. Twisting two fingers into your mouth, you hum at the taste. Eyes fluttering, a satisfied moan leaves your lips. The sight only makes him impossibly harder, his cock jerking so hard it practically bounces.

“How about you fuck my mouth instead?” You offer, lapping at your fingers. “Would that work?”

Levi can already picture it. His bright labia buzzing against your mouth, the darker skin around his base ballooning out to stretch your lips wide. Your mouth would be so hot, so wet, so close to the feeling being inside your pussy.

The image makes him whine, his cock throbbing and gushing more white.

“Yes,” Levi starts, his voice still too whiny and desperate for his liking. He hates begging, hates pleading to anyone, but he’ll do it happily for you. For someone he loves, and who loves him in turn. He’ll whimper for you any day, “Please!”

“Do you want me to take you down first or…,” you pause, eying the straps twisting his arms together. “I could release your han-“

“No! No,” Levi interrupts, twisting his arms further into the leather, as if to prevent your interference. “No, I… I like them. They were a good idea.” It feels almost shameful to admit.

“Kinky.” There’s a satisfaction to your tone that he almost hates. It makes him feel more riled up. His cock throbs, pulsing in the palm of your hand.

Is that it? Is that what this is? Something salacious and socially forbidden, not unlike your relationship?

Oddly enough, Levi feels free, tied up like this. Free of his usual stoic facade. Free to emote openly, honestly and without his usual hesitation. He sort of misses the restriction on his mouth, freeing him from choosing his fate. Now the toy lies in crumbles below, coated in a mix of saliva and cum.

He almost mourns the loss. “Sorry. About the gag.”

You laugh, patting a hand along his stomach. “I sort of expected that to happen. I’ll get something tougher next time.”

Next time.

There's something almost joyously ominous about those two little words, like this is only just the beginning of something huge. Like a giant oncoming thunderstorm after a long drought. Merely dipping his tail in to test the waters. There must be so many possibilities, so many new things to explore that he can’t even imagine. Levi could wait years for you to change, if only you’d keep touching him like this.

Thumbing his flushed head, your eyes meet his own once again. “You cross your eyes when you cum, you know? Scrunch your nose up, all cute too. I can’t wait to see it again,” you note, smiling wide and eager, tone full of mockery.

“Shouldn’t you be doing something else with that shitty mouth of yours, then?” Levi spits, trying to fill his tone with snark despite its pitch.

“Hmm,” you click your tongue, taking a moment to pretend to think. “I don’t know…, maybe I should use it to order some dinner. Burgers sound good to you?” Waggling your eyebrows at the question, you stroke him in one, long, slow movement.

“Fucking tease.” It’s never been so much before. Just a few casual taunts here and there. As much as it makes his blood boil, Levi can’t wait to see more of this side of you. This new exciting side that revels and basks in power.

“Please, just…,” Levi’s breath catches mid sentence as your thumb slides along the sensitive spot right under his head. “Put my cock in your mouth. I’ll fuck your throat, that’ll shut you up.”

Humming in lieu of a response, you shuffle on your knees. Eying his trapped form, you lick a stripe up the underside of his cock, following that dark blue vein that trails across the length. Still oversensitive, his entire body quakes and shudders in response. Levi feels like his brain shuts off the moment the pink muscle swirls around his head, some necessary spark backfiring along the back of his head.

He’s so unbelievably close already, his cock leaking white streams of precome. Trapped so long on the razor's edge of true completion, he hopes, desperately, that you’ll let him knot this time.

Sucking the head into your mouth, you swirl your tongue around that gushing hole at his sensitive tip. Bobbing in shallow swallows, one hand slides across the small of his back to keep him nice and steady. You hum, enjoying the taste of his salt and vibrating his flushed cock.

“Ff…fuck.” It’s so much that he can’t even think anymore. So hot. So wet. He can’t barely move his hips, barely slide himself further into that perfect cavern. He wants more, so much more. Your lips around his base, swallowing him whole. Stretching wide around his knot as he pumps out strings and strings of spunk.

“Fuck my mouth, you said?” you ask, pulling off from his length. He can’t help but mewl, long and airy, upset by the loss. You smirk, gazing across the leather trapping, immobilizing him, and keeping him aloft to your desires. “Oh, I’m sure you will, love. I’m sure you will.”

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Hi Jelly! I want to say I love your Levi x y/n stories! They make my day. Can I also request something?. Can you make a Little Mermaid AU like the Little Mermaid movie from Disney? Like Levi can be the Merman and Reader can be the princess. In the movie, Levi finds the reader on the ship and falls in love with her. Levi then saves reader from the storm on her birthday and brings her to shore just like in the movie. Levi then goes to the sea witch/wizard ( maybe it can be zeke) and asks if he can be human to be with the reader. But zeke has an evil plan. The story can be a happy end. You don't have to do this request I understand. I hope you have a great day!

Soft waves.

Pairing: Levi x Reader

Genre and tags: Romance, falling in love, movie-inspired, fluff, cute, princess reader, merman Levi.

Concept: While on a ship celebrating your birthday, you get thrown off your ship while saving a sailor. Levi sees you under the water and saves you. He brings you to the shore and stays with you until you wake up. Levi hides that he's a merman and finally swims off before you can question him. He makes a deal with Zeke in order to be with you, however, Zeke plans to win your heart. You get to know Levi and adore him a lot. You protect Levi and stop Zeke only for Levi to reveal what he is. You confess you still adore him no matter what he is.

Levi popped his head out of the water and watched you. He smiled a little as you laughed and joked around with your crew. He knew you were like him, in your 20s. He was impressed with your outfit. He had seen most women wear dresses and corsets, but you were dressed like the men were, but a bit fancier. He’d been watching you for a few days now and he felt himself falling for you.

Today he heard people wishing you a happy birthday. He wanted to give you something, anything at all to celebrate. He hummed a little when the water got choppy. He started to worry a little about you because the storm was raging. He watched you closely as you rushed around the ship shouting orders and helping your men.

He saw you shove a man back onto the ship before you fell backwards and slammed into the water. He swam after you and saw you hit your head against the ship. He grabbed you and saw you were passed out. He swam up to the surface and kept your head above the water. He moved you along to the beach and lay you on a slap of rock. He dragged his body out and moved you a bit more.

Levi ripped your jacket open and then he listened to your chest to hear you breathing and your heart beating. He pulled back and looked down at you. He played with your hair softly as he looked down at you. He smiled a little before kissing your cheek. He tended to the wound on your head and wrapped it up with kelp. He lay next to you and fell asleep for a while.

Your eyes slowly opened as you inhaled deeply. You winced a bit and touched your head to feel something on it. “What in the world?” You squeaked when a hand was placed on your chest and you were pushed down. “Who?”

Levi looked down at you. “Don’t move.”

You blushed at seeing his raven hair frame his face. You noticed his fin ears poking out from his hairline. You spied the gills on his neck and a slight blue shimmer on his skin. “What are you?”

He blushed a little. “Nothing important.”

You reached out and touched his cheek. “You’re beautiful.”

“Thank you…” He leaned over you and checked your head. “You’re still hurt. You should go back to your home and heal up.”

“Come with me.”

He pulled back. “I can’t.”

You frowned a little. “Why not?”

“I just can’t.” He sighed. “You should find your people.”

You sat up slowly. “But wait.” You looked over to Levi to see he was gone and there was a splash in the water. “Hey!” You huffed. “Thank you!” You sighed and walked off the beach and along the beach path towards the palace. You glanced to the private beach and saw movement in the water. “Hmm, he’s following.”

You waved to Levi before going into the palace and having your staff fret over you. You smiled at your father as he rushed around you. You told him what happened and had the doctor look at your head to reveal your head had healed up pretty good, so he decided to keep the ointment on your wound. You carried on working, but you took an hour out of your day to visit the beach to see if your saviour was there, but you never did catch a glimpse of him.

You longed to see Levi, but he didn’t show up until one day you were out in the town with people celebrating rich men arriving to possibly marry you. You waved to people as you rode in your carriage. You were bored and didn’t care much about this event. You looked around the crowd and spied Levi standing watching you. You jumped out of the carriage and ran through the crowd after Levi rushing away. You skidded into a small road to see Levi stuck at a dead end.

You panted as you moved closer. “Please, please don’t leave.”

Levi turned to you. “I ah…”

You smiled at him. “What’s your name?”

“Levi.”

You offered your hand and gave him your name. “I’m so glad I could meet the man who saved my life.”

He blushed a little. “I just, umm, yeah.”

You smiled at him. “Would you like to come with me to have a cup of tea?”

He gripped his cloak around him tighter and nodded. “Yeah.”

“Great!” You walked with him. “Come with me.”

“Don’t you have to do this. You have a celebration on.”

“I don’t care about that. I am not interested in any of those men.” You led him back to the palace and to the kitchen allowing you to make some tea. You led him outside to a sitting area and smiled at him. “I’m so glad you joined me.” You frowned a little. “Where did you go? What are you?”

He blushed a little as he played with his cup. “I umm, I’m from the sea and I was worried you wouldn’t like me.”

“Of course I like you! You saved my life.”

He smiled at you. “I like you too.”

You leaned on the table. “How did you become human?”

“I made a deal, a bad one. A sea warlock agreed to help me and as a result, he took all my strength as his own. He’ll come for you. He wants you.”

You leaned your cheek on your hand as you admired Levi. “Well, he won’t have me because I want you.”

“M-Me too.” He cleared his throat. “Doesn’t it bother you I’m weak and I’ve been watching you for a bit?”

You shook your head. “No. So, tell me about yourself.”

You laughed at Levi’s joke and felt yourself melting in his presence. Levi had stayed with you for a month and you’d been so lovestruck by him. You both connected so perfectly. You helped Levi out with doing things because his body was so weak. Some days Levi couldn’t do a thing, he’d just be laid up in bed, but you’d lie next to him and nap with him. You’d tried to be with Levi as much as possible because you were both so drawn to each other.

Zeke had shown up a week ago and was talking your father up a lot to get him to say yes to marriage, but you weren’t interested in him. You wanted Levi and you knew Levi wanted you as well. You were trying to figure out a way for Levi to have his strength back. You would talk to Levi about how to tackle it, but his only idea was to take the necklace from Zeke and break it so Levi could be strong again. However, Levi didn’t want you doing it because it was so dangerous and Zeke was deadly.

You kissed Levi’s cheek making him blush. “I’m strong, okay? I can beat him and break that necklace so you can be back to your normal self.”

He hummed a little. “I want to be strong again and be with you, but at the same time, I’m worried you’ll get hurt. I don’t want to lose you. I became human so I could be with you.”

You leaned over and kissed him. “I love you.”

He blushed and kissed you back. “I love you always, but he’s too dangerous.”

“Trust me.”

He sighed and nodded. “Yes.”

You got up and walked out of Levi’s room at the palace and down to the meeting area. You gave some orders and prepared the room to greet Zeke. Your plan was to lead him on, get close and steal the necklace from him. You knew you had to break the necklace fast after getting it, otherwise, Zeke was going to overpower you and likely kill you.

You let out a shaky sigh and smiled at your butler comforting you. “Thank you. I know we’ll be okay.”

He smiled softly. “We’ll stand with you, all of us.”

“Thank you, all of you.” You rolled your shoulders and walked to your front doors. You fixed your uniform and stood up straight. You walked forwards and smiled at Zeke. “Welcome to my palace.”

Zeke reached the top step, took your hand and kissed it. “Thank you for the invite. I’m honoured to be with you at last.”

You hummed a laugh. “Me too. Come, I have tea all set up for us so we can talk and make some arrangements.”

He walked with you. “Arrangements?”

You nodded. “Well, you offered marriage, did you not?”

Zeke smirked at you as if he’d claimed victory. “I did. I’m excited to make these arrangements.”

You made him a cup of tea and handed it over. “Sit, relax and we’ll talk.”

He sat down and hummed in happiness. “I’m glad you invited me here.”

You sat close to him and smiled. “Me too.”

He sipped his tea and sighed. “Perfect tea.” He looked you over. “What’s with the lack of dresses?”

You smiled. “I’m working so much and moving around that a dress would just get in the way.”

“I suppose.”

You moved closer to him. “Does it bother you?”

He hummed a bit. “I would prefer you to wear a dress when we’re married.”

“No problem.”

He downed his tea and hummed. “May I have more?”

You nodded and poured him another cup. “This whole pot is yours. We have a pot each because I love tea a lot.”

He accepted his new drink and downed it. “Delicious.” He yawned a bit. “So, about Levi.”

You smiled at him. “Nothing to worry about. We’re looking after this sick man until he can move on.”

“Good.” He yawned again. “Sorry, I’m a little tired.”

“Warming tea does that to you.”

He nodded and finished his tea. “Yeah, it does.” He slowly closed his eyes. “I umm. I think our marriage will be a good one.”

You watched him fall asleep a little. You grabbed the necklace that sparkled a little. You smashed it on the table and watched light rush away and out of the room. You turned slowly to Zeke when he gasped. You stared at Zeke as he fought the sleeping agent in his drink. “Go back to sleep.”

He grabbed your neck making you gasp. “You tricked me!”

You punched him in the face making him let you go. You grabbed your teapot and smashed it up the side of his face. “I don’t care what you are or how strong you are, I will not let you win!”

Zeke growled at you as he turned bigger with claws and sharp teeth. “I’ll kill you.”

You grabbed the tray and slammed it against Zeke, but it obliterated against him and did nothing. “Shit.” You ran out the door and down the hall with Zeke sprinting after you. “MOVE! MOVE! MOVE!” You kept him away from your staff and led him towards the private beach. “Crap!” You skidded to a stop and turned to him. You had gotten him away from hurting others, but now you were in trouble. “You can kill me, but the people will riot and have your head!”

“Humans are weak, but my people are strong. I’m a warlock. I can make people do what I want.”

You backed up to the water. “You might reign over these people for years, but someone will stop you. There’s always going to be someone stronger.”

He stalked closer. “I’ll squish them all like a bug, just like you.”

You looked behind him before diving out the way and onto the sand. You turned to see Levi tackle Zeke into the water. You stood up as the water splashed and both rolled around in the water. You gasped as they went under and into the deep. You stared at the still water hoping Levi would make it. You gasped when the water slowly turned red.

You welled up. “Levi…LEVI!”

He popped out of the water and moved to the shore. “I’m okay.” He dragged his body out to show his merman form to you. “He’s dead.”

You tackled him into the water as you hugged him. “I thought you were done for!” You sniffed. “I’m so glad you’re okay.”

Levi blushed. “Tch, silly brat! You’re going to get cold and wet.”

You pulled back and smiled. “I don’t care.” You kissed him and sighed. “I’m so glad you’re alright.”

“I’m okay. Could you help me out of the water? I want to see if the spell works still.”

You nodded and dragged him out of the sea. You sat on the rocks and watched his tail split and two legs appear. “It works!”

Levi smiled. “It means I can be with you and be strong.”

You blushed. “You’re naked.”

“Sorry.”

You took your jacket off and handed it over. “Here.”

“Thanks.” He covered himself up. “This means we can be together.”

You straddled him, cupped his face and kissed him. “I want you to stay with me, please. I know you have a life in the sea, but I love you and I want you to be with me.”

Levi wrapped his arms around you. “I want to be with you too.”

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