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erwin sat hunched over the reports at his desk, the worn leather chair creaking under his weight. the air coming from the wind was still, an unsettling quiet that hung heavy over the once-thriving village. his fingers drummed absently on the paper, a slight frown tugging at the edges of his lips.
he'd always been meticulous, but today, something gnawed at him. they have a quiet operation,monitoring suspicious groups, intercepting rogue communications from those who might threaten the safety of the people. the scouts had done it a hundred times before, skimming the fringes of society to keep the peace.
but today’s plans had to be different.
a simple intercept—nothing out of the ordinary at first. yet as erwin listened to the coded transmission between high-ranking ministers and a name that caught him off guard—the night reapers. an organization that had been operating under the government’s nose for decades apparently.
hange had a theory from long, she always tried to hint at political corruption happening between your walls. black market trades that can be extended well beyond what they know—hidden alliances that had manipulated public opinion about the titans, suspect assassination of political people who were oppositing, feeling like their covering up damning histories about the titans themselves, their conversations always in riddles. what the fuck is the secret weapon of titans? his eyes narrowed at the thought.
the puzzle pieces had been scattered across his mind for too long, but now they fit together with an ominous click. he had always known that something was wrong within the government, but hearing it from a source like this confirmed his fears. this wasn’t just about protecting the villages. it was about uncovering a masive conspiracy that could unravel everything they’d need to fight for in the future, hidden for too long. he needed someone to infiltrate this underground organization, to dig deeper, and bring back any shred of evidence that could expose them.
erwin turned his gaze toward the shadows of the room, where levi sat, drinking his plain tea. levi hadn’t spoken a word about it yet—his suspicions, his unease, his thoughts. he didn’t need to verbalize it. he was sure his most beloved uncle will be found too. it will be a shame to don’t meet him again. it was a suspicion levi kept buried, never spoken aloud, but erwin had seen the flicker of doubt in his eyes. the connection was undeniable now.
"levi," erwin said, his voice low but urgent. "we need you and y/n to go in. maybe disguised as mercenaries. no one can know who you are. this is our only shot to learn more about this network and the corruption eating away at the heart of our government."
there was a brief silence, the weight of the task settling in the air. levi didn’t respond immediately, but there was no hesitation in his expression.
you stood silently in the corner, a soldier as capable as any, hardened by battle. your bond with levi was built on duty—comrades in war, nothing more.
and yet, some nights, when exhaustion blurred the lines, you caught yourself wanting more—wanting to know how that strength of his would feel against you, what his control would be like if it ever broke. a dangerous thought. one you had no business entertaining.
erwin’s voice broke through the silence once more, steely and determined: “find out what they’re planning. no matter what it takes.”
you nodded, levi’s gaze flicking to yours, his eyes unreadable as usual. but there was a heavy weight to it—like a silent command. it sent a slow, unwanted heat pooling low in your stomach, a reminder of just how easily his presence alone got under your skin. you forced yourself to look away before your thoughts strayed somewhere they shouldn’t.
your infiltration went shockly smooth. suspicion from the others was easily dismissed by levi’s experience in the underground world. his cold demeanor put people off, and with your advantage of being "just a woman," your sharp gaze made the weaker men— mostly animals—fall into place, eager to prove themselves.
levi adjusted the cuff of his sleeve, his voice low and firm as he spoke.
"stay close, don’t do anything stupid."
you scoffed, rolling your shoulders as you checked the blade strapped to your thigh.
"please. i’ve been playing nice all night. i think i deserve a reward"
his eyes shots you a glare, yet the way it lingers sends a slow burn crawling up your spin
"your reward is not getting yourself killed." you smirked, stepping past him.
you both knew what needed to be done: gather intel, stay undetected, and keep your heads in the game.
after entering their hidden lair, you found yourself surrounded by people of all kinds. you did your best to blend in, posing as his criminal lover. suddenly, you noticed a recognition flash on levi’s face. you had known him for years and could read his subtle gestures like no one else. for a moment, you could’ve sworn you saw him tremble with anger. it was the same feeling he had when he killed titans, but this was different—deeper, more personal. before you could analyze it further, nearly every eye in the room turned to you.
then, a man, whom you could only describe as fearlessness and fierce soldier with a sinister gaze and intimidating presence. he has a dark short spiky hair with an angular face that gives him a tough, sharp look.
kenny laughs mockingly, his filthy teeth showing.
“you look highly familiar,” he says, eyeing levi
“don’t think i’ve seen you before.” levi respond with an inmpressed face.
kenny’s smile was slow, unsettling. his eyes now scanning you as if he was savoring every second. “you’re with him, then?” his voice dropped an octave. “this your little partner?”
levi fights his composture to don’t break his neck on the spot but be didn’t flinch. he remained stoic, but you could feel the shift in the air. his control was slipping—only slightly, but enough for you to notice.
kenny smirks. “hm? strike a chord? don’t worry…” he looks around the room, waving his hands. “they won’t touch your woman… unless provoked.” he smirks at levi.
“you the one running this show” levi said to him, as a matter of fact, but enough to stroke his ego.
kenny’s smile didn’t fade, but his eyes took on a darker edge, the glint of something dangerous—something predatory.
“haven’t seen that kind of chemistry in a while.” his words hung in the air thick with malice. “ cute”
he leaned back in his seat, his legs spread wide as he looked you both over. his gaze flicked over your body, the weight of his stare making your skin crawl.
“kiss h
er”
the words hit like a slap, and for a moment, the room was dead silent. the rest of the men around you stirred, watching closely, sensing the tension that hung between you and levi. in that instant, your mind blanks. the conflicting thoughts about your relationship with levi rise to the surface. you steal a quick glance at him to gauge his reaction but his eyes impassibe, looking for hidden interest in kenny’s twisted games. kenny’s tone was casual, almost too calm, but there was an edge beneath it—a sick sense of control.
“come on. give us a little shows. show me both you’re good for your word, and maybe… i’ll think about doing business with you.” he gave a cold, sharp laugh. “bonnie and clyde. let’s see if the hype’s real.”
levi locks eyes with kenny for a brief moment, but before you can process, he surprises you by pulling you closer. he grabs your wrist and gently places a hand on your chin, his gaze flicking between your eyes and your lips. your heartbeat races as he leans in and kisses you deeply, his touch sensual, intoxicating. a soft whimper escapes your lips, the kiss tender yet stirring. but the embarrassment is overwhelming—remembering you are doing this in front of an audience.
around you, there’s the sound of rustling and loud, eager chatter. levi meets kenny’s gaze for a brief second, noting the smug expression on his face. yet, levi’s violent thoughts begin to fade as he feels your lips and body respond to his touch. your mind went blank for a moment as you realized the weight of what was happening—this wasn’t just about the mission. it was a power play. it always was with levi, but now you could feel it. every muscle in your body was taut with the strain of the performance and something else entirely.
the kiss is quick but leaves you breathless, your lips parted and cheeks flushed. levi catches the surprise in your expression, but he quickly turns his attention back to kenny, now fully focused on the situation at hand. you didn’t have time to think about the implications, the sensation of his lips. against yours. everything about it screamed control. but the kiss wasn’t for pleasure. it wasn’t for affection. right? it was only a display. a way to prove to kenny, to the entire room, that you were a pair to be reckoned with.
kenny’s laughter filled the space, low and almost approving, but his eyes remained cold, studying. “i like it when things get real.” he said, his voice smooth, almost congratulatory, but it held no warmth. he sat back, his posture loose but his eyes never leaving the two of you. “now. let’s get to the real work.”
as the room shifted, attention diverted back to business, but the tension remained. you could feel levi’s presence next to you, his hands tightened around yours, maybe a subtle gesture of reassurance.
“focus,” he muttered, his voice low but sharp. it was a command. you nodded, taking a breath to steady yourself.
and now, phase two would begin: finding the evidence, the compromised evidence, that connected the government to this criminal organization.
the mission wasn’t over yet.
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after finally entering the organization, your body was alert. because of the dangerous tasks you too had. and….because you are sharing a room with him.
you shouldn’t think like this. but his lips still lingering on yours. you still feel his taste and how hard to admit is for you that you want more.
but of course. now is not the time
levi see you dissociate, nudging you arm.
‘tsk. stop losing time’
he stare at you, but somewhat in his eyes is telling you he is testing how are things between you. of course, he will never said i out loud. because his mission given from erwin is more important than everything else.
you glance in his direction at the desk, staying on your shared bed “yeah yeah. give me a break. i need to sort out how will we dive’’
‘and? whats you suggestion?’ his criptic expression analyze you, not buying it.
"well i could distract his thugs while he is out helping the fucking minister."
your anger surpressed nowexploding uncharacteristically. you didn’t see his disapproving face ar your plan because you stod out from the bed, kicking the lamp, shattering it into pieces.
"fucking asshole, hiding behind our backs while we are losing our life outside the walls"
levi’s grip takes you by surprise. you didn't even hear him reaching you, blinded by the rage with maybe
more
emotions that you care to admit.
he turns you around, gripping your arm.
"now is not the time to be a shitty revolutionist, don’t you think?" his voice rough, annoyed, an intense look in his dark eyes.
you eyes widen slightly, his proximity making your body weaker by the second.
"what’s wrong with you, huh? where’s the quiet rebel i know?" he looks skeptically in your eyes, waiting impatiently.
you huff at him, trying to appear more compossed because feeling his breath over your face makes your head buzz.
"let me go, levi" you say to him, you are still angry, but now just at him.
he stay for a second longer after letting you go, moving around the room.
"your plan sucks. this is too dangerous. people around here are fucking animals. trust me, i know."
his voice was calm, almost sounding like concern?
nah. it can’t be.
"you know for sure i can put up a fight, levi’' you snap at him.
he give you a glare but not fighting against it.
''you need to distract them just 10 minutes, y/n. do you understand?’' his commanding voice is making you mad, but wet too. fuck, you hate it.
''yeah…'' your voice exhausted by all of this. you look at him across the room. the tension from before replaced with something else you can’t quite deschiper.
you move like true spies through the hideout’s corridors, fighting titans paying it off right now. going deeper and deeper, darting from one side to another and signaling each other like an almost too perfect team. somehow, it makes you feel even closer to him, placing your trust in each other’s safety.
you stop from time to time when others pass by, witnessing them commit the most atrocious acts, almost trying to calm yourself so you don’t intervene. levi reassures you with a glance until you finally reach kenny’s “office.” two thugs stand in front of it—one discreetly tucks away his knife, while the other scans the area, uninterested in the strange sounds around him, amused by it all.
you signal yourself to move toward them, your outfit too revealing. levi watches you, and he accidentally letting his gaze drop to the sway of your curves as you walk seductively, before quickly snapping out of it, refocusing on the task ahead.
you reach the two thugs, who are already eyeing you up and down with disgusting looks, you curse yourself in your head for your choice. but both of them stand firm, almost intimidating you. though you doubt anything could be worse than what are you facing outside of walls.
"oh. hello big boys." you blink seducutively at them a few times, offering a smile that appears almost sincere.
"what are you doing here, woman?" one of them practically yells, both of them stepping toward you in a dominant stance.
"go back. now," says the other.
you quickly glance to the side, catching levi as he heads straight for the door, opening it in just a few seconds, making your smile widen.
"i think i’m lost. can you show me the way out?"
"do you hear us?" they come even closer, invading your personal space. one of them sneers, "you wanna die, girl?"
you lock eyes with him intensely.
"do you?" you murmur, as you swiftly reach under your skirt, pulling a knife from the hidden pocket in your underwear, and stabbing him in the leg, making him scream.
the other guy lunges at you, but you jump against the wall, using the momentum to spin midair, kicking him straight in the face before stabbing him from behind.
you avoided their vital points as much as possible. now you're breathing heavily, already feeling the victory of the task, your ego a little boosted that you finished before levi. but unfortunately, you don’t hear someone moving behind you in the dimly lit room.
"well, well, well. look what we got here."
kenny’s dirty teeth glint in the light filtering through the window, casting shadows over half his face, making him look even more terrifying.
"you shouldn’t be here, should you?"
you step back, almost stumbling from the lack of preparation.
"shouldn’t you be off kissing the minister’s ass right now?"
"watch your mouth, pretty girl." he shoves you further into the hall, your mind frantically searching for a way to escape.
"or do you wanna feel how sharp these teeth are?" he sneers in a sickeningly seductive tone, making your skin crawl. his hand moves down your leg, creeping higher, making your blood boil as you grab his wrist and shove him away with your knee.
"don’t fucking touch me."
but he grabs your throat, lifting you into the air.
"now tell me again. why are you here? does your lover know you’re here?" his voice darkens, your panic rising as your lungs struggle for air.
but it doesn’t last long.
"KEEEENNY!!!! " his yelling voice, almost made you tremble
he kicks him hard in the legs, yanking his arm and slamming him to the ground.
levi catches you quickly, looking at you with more worry than you’ve ever seen from him before.
"y/n, why the fuck didn’t you tell me?" his eyes burn as he sets you down.
but he goes and
immediately shoots kenny in the foot, making him burst into laughter.
"you’re gonna die in here, motherfucker. you and your shitty organization."
"are you sure, my dear nephew?" kenny chuckles in his face, grabbing levi’s leg and yanking him down, the impact brutal "i knew you were familiar"
but you help levi up, and he immediately rushes forward, grabbing kenny by the throat while you inject him with a sedative to knock him out.
you drag him to his "office," breathing heavily, your energy drained. then you go back for the two thugs, locking them inside with the key you found in kenny’s filthy pants.
you toss kenny out the window onto the mattress you set up earlier, leaving him trapped within the isolated walls where no one ever passes. you made sure of that after patrolling the area for days. the plan for tomorrow is forlevi and erwin to interrogate him. let's hope it's without the violence of today.
you’re both dirty and exhausted as you walk through the corridors, people staring at you strangely—some cursing at you, others making twisted comments about how you’re such a cute
criminal couple
, like the deranged idiots they are. you ignore them, heading toward your room.
to your surprise, levi seems really pissed at you, which confuses you—probably even him. but it only makes the tension between you even thicker. you don’t dare say anything until someone whistles at you in passing, and levi suddenly grabs your hand, squeezing it tightly before dragging you behind him.
"levi, for fuck’s sake."
but he doesn’t answer, just keeps walking until you reach your room, slamming the door shut behind him.
"go wash yourself. you look like shit."
your eyes widen. seeing your slightly hurt expression, his gaze almost seems… warmer.
"thanks," you snap back sarcastically. his harsh words don’t even reach you anymore. you really don’t understand his reactions.
after you both wash up, he sits at his desk, probably writing down everything that happened.
but you can’t take it anymore. an entire hour of silence.
you pace around the room, staring at the ceiling.
"stop moving," he says, voice irritated.
"can you tell me what the fuck is wrong with you?" you ask, staring straight at the back of his head. "i could’ve gotten out of that situation just fine before you showed up."
silence for a second. then—he suddenly stands up, making you hold your breath, his hands pressed against the desk as he turns his gaze toward you.
"stop talking unless you have something useful to say."
"can you cut this shit already? i almost thought you actually cared about me with the way you reacted back there, and now you’re acting like this? what the fuck, levi?"
your voice starts out angry, but by the end, as you keep holding his gaze, it wavers slightly.
he walks toward you, too calm for him—it almost scares you more, making you take a step back. seeing your expression, similar to the one from earlier in kenny's hands, he pauses for a second.
"you are, without a doubt, the most stubborn person i know. you piss me off more than anyone. you put yourself in danger, you make reckless choices, and on top of that, you don’t even ask for help."
he keeps moving closer and closer.
"tell me, do you think i care?" his tone is sharp, almost like he’s angry that you haven’t realized it. "because i think i care too much. and maybe i shouldn’t."
he looks at you after that confession, the air between you freezing in place, your heart pounding in your chest, your cheeks burning.
"l-levi…"
but he turns away, frustrated with himself for being weak.
you grab his wrist and pull him back, making him turn to you. his eyes widen slightly in that typical way of his, but then they lock onto you—your gaze, your lips.
"i care about you too," you say, your eyes widening slightly as you admit it. "for a long time."
you step closer, your faces just centimeters apart, both of you breathing heavy.
"and i want you so fucking bad," you confess, voice filled with emotions and desire.
he flicks his gaze between your eyes, first to the left, then to the right. and suddenly—his hand grips the back of your head, the other wrapping around your waist, and he kiss you.
his lips crash against yours with an urgency that steals the air from your lungs. there’s no hesitation, no gentleness—only raw need.
his hand grips the back of your head, fingers tangled in your hair, keeping you locked in place as his mouth moves against yours, rough and demanding. his other hand tightens around your waist, pulling you flush against him, leaving no space between your bodies. his lips part slightly, deepening the kiss with a hunger that makes your knees weak.
his teeth catch your lower lip, tugging just hard enough to make you gasp, and he takes that moment to claim even more of you. he kisses like he fights—controlled, intense, and completely overwhelming.
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his hands move fast—before you can react, his strong arms wraps around your thighs, lifting you effortlessly off the ground. it’s not careful or gentle; it’s swift, precise, like he’s done this a hundred times in his head. your breath catches as he hoists you up, his grip firm, fingers pressing into your skin, on your ass, just enough to make you shiver.
then, without warning, he throws you onto the bed. not enough to hurt, but enough to knock the air from your lungs, making you bounce slightly against the mattress. his sharp eyes watch you, dark and unreadable, as he rolls his shoulders like he’s preparing for a fight.
"stay there," he orders, voice low, rough, leaving no room for argument. but he knows you too well. before you can think about testing him, he’s already on you, pinning you down before you even get the chance.
you look up at him, breathless, your body still buzzing from how easily he handled you. then, with a slight smirk, you let out a shaky breath and murmur,
"wow… what a gentleman."
your voice wavers just enough to betray how affected you actually are, and his eyes catch it instantly. his expression doesn’t change, but the way he moves—slow, controlled—tells you he knows exactly what he’s doing to you. and he’s not about to let you forget it.
his eyes flicker with something dangerous—amusement, control, maybe even satisfaction at the way your voice wavered just a little. he leans down, close enough that you can feel his breath against your skin, his voice low and taunting.
“you think i’m trying to be gentle?" a scoff, almost like he finds the idea laughable. his fingers trail down your side, slow, teasing, just to prove a point. then, in an instant, his grip tightens, grounding you beneath him, making you slip a moan.
your breath catches, his words sinking deep into your skin. the weight of him, the way he looms over you—it’s intoxicating, overwhelming, and yet you can’t look away.
"but you don’t want a gentleman, do you?" his voice is smooth, almost mocking, like he’s daring you to deny it.
his hand moves to your jaw, thumb tracing over your parted lips, his gaze cold and inscrutable as you start sucking his fingers off.
he tilts his head, studying you like he’s already decided your answer before you can even speak. and maybe he has. because the way your body reacts, the way your breath stutters, tells him everything he needs to know.
"that’s what i thought."
you feel the heat of him, the strength coiled in every calculated movement. his breath is warm against your skin as he leans in, instead of going straight for your lips, he ignored them and hovered his lips near his ear
"so tell me, brat…" he draws out the words, savoring them, his tone dropping lower. "are you still going to run that smart mouth of yours?"
“f-fuck”
you traced your finger against the tonned muscles under his shirt, going down and down until hovering over his bulge, gropping it beneath his pants, loving the hiss of breath leaving his mouth.
you could tell already that he will make you regret this, but for now, you have the power.
“don’t act like i’m the only one affected, levi” his name escape your mouth in a slurred voice.
he couldn’t ignore it anymore so he kiss you, your lips brushing eachother, either willing to surrender . rolling his hips harder against you.
he grasped a handful of your hair at the base of your head, not enough to hurt but enough to force you look at him.
“no, you’re not. and i think i make it clear by that” his gaze venomous while his finger touches you with a tenderness that make you melt, tracing on your belly and going downhill between your legs “or should i try a different approach?” he pushes his head down, taking your breast into his mouth, licking and teasing with his teeth.
“l-levi…” you can't wait any longer so you catch his fingers and put them on your clit. his intense gaze locking to yours, starting to give what you want and moving in circles drawning moans from you.
“hopeless, aren’t you?” he murmur against your lips, his voice soft for once while he wants you to cum faster, not wanting to wait more untill he fucks you “give me one” he moves faster, your legs shake as his hand cupping your cheek tightly “now”
you cum hard, dripping on the bed and between your legs, your beautiful and unravelling face framed inside his head surely from now on.
he undress himself as fast as he can, taking his dick and pump it a few times, spreading the precum from his tip looking at you with lustful eyes before positioning between your legs.
you barely recover from you orgasm before he start pushing into you, making you take the sheets in your hand, as he put your legs around his waist.
“for once,” he start saying between groans “you’re a good girl for me”
his praise make your pussy clench around his making him hiss. he catches your lips in a messy kiss, running his tongue over your lips and biting your lip enough break.
thrust “you’re…” thrust “so…” thrust “annoying” making your breath catching your throat.
“am i?” he squeeze lightly your neck, his eyes never leaving yours, making the moment more intense, pleasure building again in your belly.
“y-yes” you moan, locking your legs around his waist tighter, your fingers finding his lower lip, taking into his mouth.
your head dizzy for the lack of oxygen but he already saw it coming, letting you off. instead, he squeeze your breast as your hands comes around his neck, pulling him closer.
“cum in me” you look at him with tears your eyes “i need to feel it. to feel you” your dirty confession making his head spin.
levi’s eyebrows furrow as he moans at your words, glaring down at your form through his raven hair.
“a-are you s-”
“yes, l-levi. fuck, p-please“
his primal instincts take over.
“such a fucking filthy women”
he gives a few shallow thrusts as courtesy before pulling all the way out to the hilt, out until the tip is barely out and slams back into you.
“but i fucking love it”
levi’s thrusts are getting sloppy until he can’t control it anymore, cumming inside you untill you feel so f ull with his load.
the sensation pushing you over the edge with a little help from your fast fingers on your clit, cumming almost immediately after.
“tch… you’re a fucking mess,” he mutters, voice rasping, breath still heavy against your skin.
he takes you, moving on your side. his fingers, rough and calloused, trace absent patterns along your spine, as if grounding himself just as much as you.
you exhale, lips curving just slightly despite the exhaustion weighing down your limbs.
“yeah? whose fault is that, captain?” your voice is teasing, but weak, barely a whisper, looking with the emotion into your eyes that you surpressed before, now at him.
levi clicks his tongue, but there’s no real bite behind it this time. just the slow, steady rise and fall of his chest against you.
silence stretches between both lf you, thick and unspoken, tucking your face in the crrol at his neck before he finally mutters—so low you almost doesn’t catch it, “but fuck… so am i.”
he exhales sharply, almost like he’s annoyed at himself, but his arm tightens around you anyway. his lips barely brush your temple before he shifts, as if to regain some kind of distance. he returns to wash both of your remains between your legs, making you whimper before finishing.
“get some rest.” a beat. then, quieter, “i’m not going anywhere.”
“okay” you whisper back “but don’t let me sleep to much. we have work to do”
“surely” he replies back, putting a knowing smile on your face at his freak-like discipline.
you drift off to sleep as levi soon coming closer to you on the bed, brushing a hair from your face and thinking how your future will look now, but he doesn’t really regret anything.
should i continue this?