Attack On Titan Oneshots [mostly au] {requests closed!}

﹝Levi x Reader x Jean AU﹞ pt.2

silver and gold pt.2
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Requested by saryguerrero

SEXUAL CONTENT !!! And slight mentions of alcohol and underage drinking

((I'll be more tentative with possible triggers now because I don't know what people are sensitive to. I have learned the ao3 ways ))

This is long af because I didn't feel like making another part and at this point you guys should have a pretty good idea of how lazy and unmotivated I am *glances at the pile of missing homework*

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•flashback•
•your pov•

The hand was cold and I just stopped. My vision was obstructed, my body was held down and I was very confused. I wasn't dizzy anymore and the fatigue that slowed me on at way up the stairs was gone. All I knew was there was a hand, a person, telling me silently to obey and I did. Long before this, I had convinced myself to listen, to be submissive, and not mess things up. Though not in this way.

But this works too.

•flashback end•
•third person•

The carpet kept the bed from moving as (y/n) squirmed under his touch. She had figured out it was a guy by erection pressing against her inner thigh as he held her down with his whole body at this point. He didn't want her to move, but he wanted to hear her.

So did the other person in the room. But their time came later. Just sit and watch.

The skirt was pulled off and two fingers were prodding at an entrance they did not belong in. And the only way to protest were to try and move back, but (y/n)'s head was against the headboard and a mouth was swallowing her own and he tasted like very strong tea.

"Mmh! T-that doesn't feel r-right." She spoke into his mouth and he thought nothing of it. In fact, he thought it was sexy and pushed the fingers in farther through the slick passage. And for someone so against the intrusion, she was grinding down on them and curling her fingers until her knuckles paled. The sight was beautiful and the idea of letting her wrists go just so she could claw desperately was tempting. 

But he would just continue simple ministrations until the temptation was unbearable. And it never would be.

He dragged his tongue down her collarbones and left a few deep purple bruises along her skin, running over the sensitive skin between her breast, sucking on (y/n)'s hard nipple. And unknown to her his clothes were off. It was torture to not be able to touch the pale skin and perfectly toned abdomen, and see the painful bulge in his only article of clothing left on his body.

Oh the begging that would sure ensue if she could just touch him.

He removed his fingers and placed her legs over his shoulder. (y/n) wanted to touch him and see him just to know who's mercy she was at, but the blindfold was still there, though soaked with sweat and sliding off. If only she could use her hands... And god forbid he chuckle at the thought as it crossed her face like it did her mind, but he hid it well while still toying with her breasts. He pulled the painfully tight boxers off and with no time in between too eagerly rigged open a condom and slid it on.

He didn't wait or at least adjust her, no, being the impatient person he was he slammed into her and it was so tight he could hardly move. But he did, and (y/n) screamed.