Don't Write Me Notes || Levi x Reader

8. it doesn't count during drinking games [minor nsfw]

You frown. "Outside the bathroom?"

"Why, you want me in there?"

Don't say anything stupid, don't say anything stupid. "Trying to take advantage of a drunk girl, Mr. Ackerman?" you say with a teasing grin.

"I thought you weren't drunk."

"I'm not. But you know what I mean."

Levi's eyes roll. You don't even feel the slightest bit embarrassed about what you said, not with the way Levi is looking at you. He nods towards the bathroom. "Shower. Yell if you need me."

"Mhm," you hum, and you head into the bathroom and gently shut the door.

You pivot towards the shower (not as nice as Levi's, but it'll do) and you turn it on to let the water heat up. Humming to yourself, you wander around the bathroom, stripping off your top and your pants and setting them on the counter, then grabbing a fluffy towel from the shelf.

You check to make sure all your hair products are where you remember them being, and you glance across the bathroom. Your gaze falls on the door and you frown.

The light under the door. It's dark in the middle, like a shadow. Is Levi sitting on the other side of the door?

Aw. Curious, you set your towel down and tiptoe yourself over to the door, careful to be as quiet as you can. The water's running in the background, which should help muffle your footsteps. You get closer and you crouch down, listening, because you think you heard a rustle of some sort.

Yes, that's definitely him behind the door. You can hear it as he shifts slightly, as he exhales just a bit too loudly. What's he doing? Why can you hear his breathing? Why...

Wait, is he...

You hear him exhale, and he whispers something so quietly that there's no way you would've been able to catch it if you weren't crouched next to the door and listening for it.

He breathes out your name.

Your hand rises to cover your mouth, and you straighten yourself up as quietly as you can and tiptoe back towards the shower. Holy shit. Is he- Holy fucking shit-

He's jerking off. Jerking off to you.

Fucking hell. "Oh my god," you breathe, sitting yourself down on the edge of the bathtub. There's no way. Levi Ackerman is pleasuring himself to the thought of you? You?

You don't stop to think about what it means; your fingers wander down to your underwear. You'd thought that maybe you were crazy, the recent thoughts you've had about Levi- that there was no way those thoughts should ever happen, because this is all fake, it's all fake...

"Fuck," you whisper as you continue to rub yourself through your underwear, mind wandering to Levi. He's thinking of you- you wonder how so. Is he picturing undressing you? Did his mind wander when playing that drinking game? Because yours definitely did. God, he's hot, stupidly good-looking, why did you ever think you wouldn't develop any sort of attraction to him?

Somehow, in your tipsy state, you manage to bring yourself to a climax. You bite the inside of your cheek to keep yourself quiet as you finish, then immediately strip yourself of your dirty underwear and your bra. Fuck, you just got off to the thought of Levi Ackerman.

You glance back at the door. His shadow's gone.

Looks like he got off to the thought of you too. Fuck, you can't believe that actually happened.

Still in a daze (partly from the alcohol, partly from the self-induced orgasm), you throw yourself into the shower and start to scrub yourself clean. Levi plagues your mind, the way he held you during that dare, the way he always keeps his hands busy by holding your sides or massaging your head, the way he breathed out your name...

When you're out of the shower, you dry yourself off as best you can, then pause. You didn't bring in a change of clothes, and, well... you don't really want to put your underwear back on. Teeth biting into the inside of your cheek, you wrap the towel around yourself and gather your dirty clothes into your arm. "Levi?" you call timidly. Is he still there?

His voice calls back immediately. "Yeah?"

"I, uh- I'm done, but I didn't bring in a change of clothes, so..."

You trail off. Levi gets it. "I'll step out. Get changed and knock when I'm good to come back in," he says, and then you hear the sound of a door opening and closing.

With Levi gone, you head into the bedroom and get yourself changed. You throw on your coziest sweatshirt and pajama bottoms and knock on the door to indicate you're decent, and then he comes back in. You avoid eye contact for a bit, brushing your teeth and completing your evening routine, but eventually, there's only so much you can do.

Levi's sitting on one side of the bed, on his phone. You sit down on the other side, plugging your phone into the nearby charger. "You okay if I go to sleep?" you ask, looking to him.

He looks to you, and he nods. "Yeah."

That's it, then. You're definitely not about to bring up the situation from the bathroom, so you tuck yourself under the blankets, head falling into the pillows. "Not as nice as your bed," you admit.

"Suffers by comparison," he says, echoing something you said earlier. Levi's pretty grey eyes meet yours. "That was fine?" he asks, and your eyebrows furrow together. "That... what we did. Downstairs. Was it all..."

Levi trails off, but you get the gist. Was it all okay? "Yeah," you murmur, nodding. "You were great. Thank you."

He stares at you for an extra second, then nods. Levi gets up and heads into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him, and even with your head filled with so many thoughts and questions, you fall asleep within minutes.

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Happy Friday! Long chapter again- sorry? Xoxo see you next week <3