Levi's favorite thing to do while watching anime with MC is fingering and/or fondling MC's boob/boobs. Levi makes comments about the show and asks for MC's opinion. Meanwhile, MC is just a whiny, whimpered, teary-eyed mess sitting on his lap or between in his legs. 🤤💜
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!!! Nonnie!!!- omggshsg that’s so hot 😩 especially the part about boobs
Levi and his obsession with your boobs literally just cuddling watching any anime-
Everything starts out innocent enough with you sitting in Levi’s lap as the show starts and then Levi’s hands start low playing with the hem of your shirt. He’s not trying to tease you, really!!! He’s just needs to keep his hands busy!!- yea, that sounds believable-
His fingers moving up your stomach, then up higher ‘n higher, while you try to focus on the screen and when his hands finally reach your boobs- fully cupping them, squeezing just a little, his thumbs running over your nipples-
Levi’s so engrossed in the anime playing that he doesn’t notice the way you gasp and let out whimpering little moans.
His hands keep squeezing and massaging, his fingernails digging into your soft skin…. building your anticipation…he gives your nipples some feathery light touches, then pinches them which makes your whole body jerk in his lap.
He doesn’t just stick to that tho, he’ll tweak and twist them too. he’s playing around with you. And then Levi says something about….the plot? Maybe. You’re not sure, after all you haven’t really been paying attention, he’s grumbling about how it doesn’t make sense and when you don’t reply Levi finally looks away from the screen and at you-
Your cheeks are bright red, eyes filled with tears from all his unintentional teasing. Levi’s mouth falls open a dry, “…..whoa..” leaving his lips- and that’s not really what you wanted to hear right now, meeting his eyes you beg, “Levi, please don’t stop….n-need more..” and you wiggle your hips against his again trying to get any friction you can down there. Levi’s mouth is still open a little bit and his eyes are still stuck on your face so he simply nods, hands still on your tits- now he wants to watch you, wants to see if you can really cum just from him playing with your boobs….
You’ll both end up coming in your pants before the episodes even over-
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Day 1 - “How many fingers am I holding up?”
Alcohol use, nonconsensual drugging, nausea, vomiting, touch aversion, blurred vision, panic, firearm use
[Follows Up Late]
Casey didn’t feel good. Which wasn’t uncommon in general, he didn’t have a lot in life to feel good about. But this wasn’t right, the buzz of alcohol in his blood was singing too loudly, the lights too sharp and the air too thick.
“Hey.” It felt like it took minutes to turn his head to look at them. She was lovely, blonde and young and sparkling with New Years glitter. “You feeling alright big guy?” The thick mascara around her shining brown eyes was all he could focus on.
“‘m fine…” He managed to mumble, hand knocking over his empty glass as he reached for it. Something was wrong. Something was very wrong. The woman was still watching him, hypnotic smile baring too-white teeth.
“Let’s maybe get you out of here…”
He didn’t hear her over the blood roaring in his ears, the sensation of her manicured hand on his wrist blinding him with bleary memories he tried to drown in tequila.
Torn between terrified nausea and a panicked cry for help, Casey vomited onto her gaudy purple minidress.
Her shriek of surprise and disgust was enough to draw the annoyed eyes of other patrons in the club. He was just happy that she stepped away, that no one was touching him, that he could brace himself against the bar and force his jelly-kneed legs to hold his weight.
“Sorry, sorry - I got him.” He flinched at the arm looping around his back, a steady hand drawing his own arm over their shoulder, but he knew that voice.
“R…?”
“Yes - sorry, I know Miguel, yes. Put it on my tab.” Their strong and steady steps practically dragged him from the club, the flush of cold air from the alleyway chilling the sweat beaded on his forehead. “Easy, easy now…”
Casey took advantage of their relaxing grip, leaning back against the brickwork and sliding to the ground with a groan. RJ sighed where they stood above him, broad shoulders shrugging off their leather jacket so they wouldn’t have to bear sitting in the fresh winter slush.
“Since when did you start snagging unwanted admirers?” There was an attempt at levity in their voice, poorly executed with their tired baritone. “It wasn’t that woman; I’ve been tailing her all night. American - definitely military.”
“Do you ever stop working?” He was proud he managed to bite out a single sentence. It was his last clear thought before the world lurched, his vision spotted.
“No. There’s work to be done. Now, let’s get you up - oh shit - ”
He could feel their hands on his shoulders, their warm breath sharp with whiskey where they sat in front of him. He could feel tears streaking from his blind eyes. Why couldn’t he see them?
“Hey, stay with me - how many fingers am I holding up?”
He squinted through the blurry darkness. If he applied his imagination, he could just barely make out the corner of his vision where the lamppost would be. He shook his head, a strangled whimper in his chest.
“Fucking - crap.” RJ’s whispered curses were sharp with fear, not warm with their usual vibrant anger. He wanted to apologize - but he could hear footsteps approaching. The sharp heeled stomp of military standard boots across the cobbles.
He opened his mouth to warn them, and was suddenly aware of the lack of air in his lungs. Lungs that wouldn’t cooperate as his diaphragm heaved and panic electrified his skin.
RJ let go of his shoulders, a snarl on their lips as they turned to face the rapidly approaching footsteps. The last thing he heard was the tell tale hiss of a silenced weapon firing.
[Directly before Bad First Impressions]
(Part of my Freelancers: Boy Meets World series)
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Welcome to Whumptober!
Per my usual monthly prompt tradition, I’ll be using my Freelancer universe to fill the prompts this year. Seeing as some of the prompts are repeats from other monthly challenges I’ve filled for this series, I’m going to explore some ‘prequel’ events and whump some characters I’ve been neglecting to torture ;]
Note that as with other prompt lists these are non-chronological to the in-universe timeline, but they will be added to the chronologically arranged masterpost.
One last thing: any opinion on have a content warnings listed at the top? I’ve always just put them in the tags, which I’ll continue to do, but I think it makes them more accessible to put them at the top of a post. Let me know if you have any strong opinions on the matter.
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