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THE PLAY
“So”, Levi growled, low and steady, as he watched her from above—brows corked, a tint of a smirk. He roamed his fingernails down her spine, stopped right at Mikasa’s lower back. “What were you saying?”She could take it back—say that she’s sorry she’s misunderstood his sexual preferences. Sorry that she couldn’t keep her mouth shut earlier and told him that she thought he was incapable of kinkiness. Because truly, wasn’t he? The way he had held her the first time they had done it was so strong yet tender as if he was afraid she could slip between his fingers. How lovely Levi had kissed her on the second day, how small his voice was when he had come. How amazing every one of the times Mikasa had been in his arms and they had loved each other until sunset, and how much she had thought she never needed anything else.Just like how it had been with Eren before—demure, respectful. A frailty, she was. Except Eren didn’t do it in regards to her, no. Mikasa had been convinced he was the one that would break, had he touched her stronger, fucked her all.But with Levi—no, it was different, Mikasa thought. She could see some glimpses of savagery in his eyes as he drank her until she came. Pupils dilated, too, whenever she caught his hair and pulled him closer to her. Small breaths as she would pant, Fuck me harder. She would have thought that the captain’s self-restraint and strategy would go down the window in bed—surprisingly, it exacerbated. And she wanted to push down the walls. To experience all of his being—strong and humiliating, even. She wanted him to spit on her, take her by the back, remind her who was the strongest of them both—and all because it made sense with Levi.So yes: Mikasa could take everything back and stop the play. But she thought she didn’t want to. On the contrary:“I was saying”, she panted as she turned her face towards him, “that I don’t think you would have it in you.”Of course, Levi was seeing through the ruse. And he seemed comfortable, even, as he pushed his grip on the wrists at her back and Mikasa arched, the tip of her breasts uncomfortably scraping against the wood of his office table—now devoid of any paperwork, as he had pushed to the ground not without flinching before making Mikasa lean down.“Well, well”, Levi whispered. His hands came to the belt of her trousers, his fingers deftly working on it. “I don’t think you are being a very good girl, now, cadet.”Fuck. Mikasa breathed it, squirmed, and pulled her legs together as her captain worked on the belt and then down the linen pants. Down, and down—so this is how he wanted to play it, she thought, and gosh, strangely, how much she liked his low voice—yes, down and down the pants until she was all naked leaning on the table, her ass for him to contemplate, her breasts smushed against the wood and her wrists still wrapped down his fist. Levi’s other hand came down from the small of her back to her ass, now, fingernails softly scratching her skin, drawing little circles there.And then—a spank. Full hand on her skin, rapid and painful, and Mikasa choked a breath.“See, cadet?”, Levi growled again in her ear—crashed his hand against the expanse of her ass, now softer, repeatedly, spank spank spank, “you have attempted to rebel against your Captain. And that”, he paused, groped her ass, then spanked it so hard Mikasa flinched, “has great repercussions.”He flipped her over the table, and when her hands came free he grabbed her again with his fist and his other hand came to her cheek. Levi watched her—almost devoured her—as if assessing that she was alright, that he hadn’t hurt her, that he liked it. Yes, she did, she wanted to say but couldn’t find her voice, so she panted:“Ah—”“Ah, see”, Levi said, his hand caressing her cheek. He leaned in and kissed her on the mouth, so soft that it was almost fleeting and it left her desiring that he would eat her whole, mouth and all. “I know you would like this, Mikasa. Because I love you—you know that, don’t you?”Yes, yes I know. He was doing this for her, she realized.But again, the voice failed her, and Levi smirked.“I am pitiful. And self-indulgent. So—as a punishment for your rebellion, I am going to make you cum so many times you will see stars, yes? And then I’m going to fuck your mouth because I know you’re hungry. And after that, I am going to fuck you in all different ways because I know you want my cock. Is that understood, cadet?” She nodded wordlessly but Levi slapped her softly on the cheek. “I want words, Mikasa.”“Yes”, she croaked, “yes, fuck, please. Please, Levi, please, Captain.”And how to explain it, really—the churn in her stomach, going low and lower until her pussy is spamming before he even put a finger inside of her. How his eyes, so dark and wanting and yet respectful, knew exactly what she wanted from this. How exposed she felt, all naked in front of her captain and sprayed onto a table without any agency at all—and how amazing she felt that this was something she had given up willingly, and only to Levi, because she knew he would keep it safe, this part of her.Another spank woke her from her thoughts—now to one of her breasts, before Levi leaned down to the tip and moved his tongue around it, keeping her steady on the table as she attempted to wriggle out. His free hand spanked the other breasts as he kept on sucking and lapping.“Levi—Captain—wait, please, I don’t think…”“Oh”, his head came up and smiled at her devilishly. “So after all, this is all you can take?”No. Of course not—what was she thinking?“Try me”, Mikasa answered, and then thought, could she spat on him, maybe?But before she could decide, Levi was leaving her wrists free and her hands came on his head and she pulled his strands towards her stomach and away from her breasts. He resisted, as she thought he would, while he said: Patient, cadet.But after all, it was true—her legs were moving together so quickly she couldn’t keep up, and the feeling of coming was building up right down at her apex, and Levi’s tongue and slaps on her breasts were too much to bear so—“Fuck, fuck, fuck Levi, don’t stop, please, don’t—”Oh, fucking hell, she arched her back against him and she came. Panting, breathing for air—such a child, she thought, coming just from his breast play!—Mikasa opened up her eyes to find his smug smirk and his hungry look. How could he keep with this? Didn’t he want to fuck her? For her to touch him?“We’re not finished, cadet. But I will count one. And remember not to keep shut the next time. I want you to cry my name until all the barracks have heard how much of a mess I’m making of you.”She could hate him like she had done so many years—for his arrogance, his orders and his confidence. But if the reason for all three was to bring her to tears by cumming, how to dislike him at all?“Do you want more?” he asked, now, as he opened her legs and positioned himself in between them.He was serious—careful. Mikasa nodded. “Yes.”“Are you having fun?”, Levi kept on, his index coming to her clitoris. “Really?”“I’m having so much fun, my love”, she smiled and it seemed like he breathed out of relief as he teethed on his lower lip. “I would like to kiss you, though.”“That will have to wait, Mikasa”, Levi whispered.She couldn’t complain—his finger was working on her clitoris now, leaving the rest of her body exposed and chilled to the March air. He touched her nub a couple of times, then bopped it twice before she tutted.“Don’t tease.”“I’m gonna do what I please, understood?”He leaned over her and mouthed at her stomach, tongue travelling again to her breasts—softer, now—as his finger roamed around her clitoris and finally pressed on it. As a reflex, Mikasa shouted and he was quick to drown it with his mouth, and she finally relished the kiss, open and humid and tasting her whole. Maybe she was dreaming—a wet, amazing dream. She had never known that her heart could soar so high.Levi kissed her on the cheek before moving down his mouth towards the apex of her legs and replacing his finger with his tongue.“Oh my—”Mikasa noticed his smile as he put his tongue on her bulb and sucked there just as hard as he had done with her breasts, and then he roamed his tongue around purposefully, not leaving a spot, cleaning her before she had even come, then delving his tongue in and out of her.“Fuck Levi, I’m so close again, so, so close, don’t stop, just don’t.”Her hands travelled towards his hair and pulled him closer to her still, and he couldn’t escape from her legs, she thought, not now that she was almost there, almost cumming for him and from him for the second time, and she would gladly come a third, or a fourth if he would let her—“Oh my fucking god.”Mikasa arched her back so much that it hurt—and yet, blissfully, she noticed the white dots on her closed eyes, colourful and springing. She breathed in and out, felt Levi’s hand on her stomach calming her, telling her to come back, and then his laugh, riveting.“Don’t laugh.”“You look as if I have never fucked you.”“Not like this”, she murmured. Then, she opened her eyes to examine him, pursed her lips. Truly, what was overcoming her? It was never like this, had never been so pleading. “More?”“Yeah”, her Captain said. He put two fingers inside of her easily, then pressed her against her walls. “More. Now, tell me—have you ever squirted?”What?“Of course not!” Mikasa blushed, and contracted all of her body and Levi’s fingers became trapped inside of her. She winced and gurgled: “What the hell, Levi…”“It’s not horrible, you know”, he said, smoothing out the crease between her eyebrows with his left hand. She relaxed under his touch and he leaned it to kiss her nose with a heart-soaring love as his fingers moved, softly, inside of her.“It’s… dirty.” Or so Eren thought when she told him the first time Sasha had squirted. “It’s like pee”, she mimicked his words.Levi pursed his lips. Might be like pee, and dirty, Mikasa thought, but how his fingers knew exactly what he was doing…“It’s nothing like pee, Mikasa”, Levi’s laugh grumbled. “But if you don’t want to try it, it’s alright. Not every girl, anyway…”Oh, a challenge. She hated him—how could she say no to that? And she was losing her thought capacity every time Levi pushed against her walls, harder now, faster now, and really, even if she didn’t want to—which she wasn’t so sure about anymore—she couldn’t say no to Levi’s fingers inside of her. Oh, no: she wanted them right there.“Okay.”His grin—smooth, wanting, devilish. He seemed truly happy, and so leaned back to kiss her, ravaging her mouth, swirling her tongue around hers, and Mikasa let herself be, felt the push on her body, the third orgasm coming just like a wave she couldn’t control, and she was shouting, Oh, oh fuck, oh, and then Levi took his fingers off, and off she went: all of her outside as she let a cry pass her lips, her arm coming to her mouth to muffle it out. Unbearable—she felt hot, terribly so, tears prickling her eyes, and she felt so wet as Levi put two fingers inside again, pushed, another cry escaped her mouth, took his fingers out, and she came again all over the carpeted floor from his office.One. Two. Three.Mikasa opened her eyes. Her stomach rose and fell rhythmically. Levi—her boyfriend, stupidly, because she hated him right there, that he could have so much control over her body, and she wanted him to have this control, too—watched her from above. On his pants was a bulge, big as she wanted him to be. His eyes were dark, pupils dilated, sheer sweat on his forehead and his fringe plastered onto his skin.He looked delicious, she thought. And he was all hers. And, after so many years and going around, she was allhis, too. Mikasa got up from the table, naked as she was, and put her arms around his waist. The bulge touched her in all the nice places and Levi, seemingly at his capacity—nice of him, after so much—kept staring at her.She trapped his lips in between hers, dragging his lower with her teeth. He exhaled as she did so and closed his eyes. Mikasa kissed him again, now eating him at her turn, and after she had made sure that his lips were sore enough not to answer a question with a retort, she commanded:“I am terribly hungry.” She put out a hand, touched in between his trousers, and laughed at his reaction, his squirming, when she began crouching down in front of him and looking up. “I believe I am up for a meal.”